Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1870-09-23

ways hope, that pretty soon something
weuld arpear to satisfy them !, and, sus.
tanned by their own shouting and clamor,
they raised such tumult that Chabussal
and madame looked at one another seV-
eral times in alarm.
But they had many other things to think
OF, and as soon as NJ. Viol presented himself,
nearly torn to pieces, Chabussal admitted
him, and paid but little further attention
to what was going on outside; and there
fore the noise grew hercer If anything
AZ ioF NJ. Viol--how Chabusssl and
madame watched his temper nothing
could be more suave and polite, and the
tNQ- Q-exchanged looks of great gratifca-
ton; and Chabussal made up his mind
to make hips present of one of the re.
naming EugenSes, which, forgot to men
tion, was the name .Chabussal rather
ostentatiously gave his piece Of cookery.
After the lunch was to come the subject
of the boy, and the definite naming of the
reward. Matters were in good trim, and
madame gave Chabussal many encoursg-
ing smiles from behind her screen, while
NJ. Viol sat with crossed legs, looking
curiously toward the closed door in the
rear,
A''Monsieur," said Chabussal, when all
was ready, "if you will pardon my ego.
tism, may l askit you ever heard of my
cooking" s---
He produced his dessert upon a napkin,
and laid beside it a silver spoon of pecu-
liar shape. In his character of epicure,
he had invented an instrument resem-
bling to- fire shovel, with which he
recommended his wealthy customers to
eat his pastry, as he imagined it was de-
sirable TO escape the vulgarlty of COM
mon implement, such as he conceived a
spoon to be.
M. Viol arose with glistening eye, and
placed his umbrella in the corner tor
the dish looked particularly rich and de-
licious.
"l perceive you are gentleman of
delicate taste, and so / venture to ask
your opinion of this little trifle, which is
entirely and wholly OF my own concep.
tion."
Here the huge, white, foury, Chabussal
opened his hands, and bowed, while M.
Viol toyed a moment with the-weh-the
spoon.
He placed his hat upon the counter and
his lett. hand behind him, while with a
neat eggshell tap he shattered the upper
crust. With solemn face, he slowly
raised a tritle to his mouth, and closing
his lips upon it, looked thoughtfully out
of the door. For moment he was silent,
and then his head turned about, with a
singular, smiling expression in his face.
Without word to Chabussal, who
looked on curiously, he tasted another bit,
and seemingly became more singularly
pleased than before. He tasted this last
repeatedly and carefully. He bent his
head in the manner of one who had for
gotten something. and slowly tapped his
teeth with the spoon.
Bring me glass of water"
'Chabussal obeyed, wondering at the
tone, and set it before him and he raised
his mouth.
"WheIe have I tasted this before ?"
whispered he, with sharp glance up
ward.
Chabussal turned to deathly white,
and glared toward the screen. M. Viol
placed another spoonful on his tongue,
and then another, in quick succession
Thus far he had failed, and he drank more
water. He then took more of the pastry,
allowing 1t to rest upon his tongue while
he held his mouth slightly open. Sud
denly his small eyes shot around at Cha
bussal, while his face became purple, and
he stamped upon the floor. He wheeled
about before the frightened baker, and
violently cut the dish in two; and, throw
ing half upon the counter, seized spoon
full from the very centre, and thrust that
into his mouth. A few seconds elapsed,
during which Chabussaps knees sank un-
der him, as he beheld the furious gestures
and the workings of M. VioPs face. Pres
emily he dashed the spoon upon the floor.
81 have eaten that self same dessert at
the, table of NJ. Nardin, in Lyons" shout
ed be, in laundering voice. mo cook
but his ever made it; and you are that
cook-the thief-the abductor of Ernest.
Your name is Jean VernetW
M. ViopB eyes started from his head,
and he shook his fists across the counter,
with purple face.
"Where is the woman Annette Noir /?
The boy-where is the boy 2"
Duck as thought, he turned and spTang g
to the outer door, and withdrew the bolts,
and threw it wide open to the tuning,
pressing people without and then turn
ing upon his heel, he rushed at the rear
door, and kicked it in with his foot, and
disappeared.
Chabussal was instantly hemmed in by
the lrrupting crowd which flung itself
headlong into his shop and filed it to
OVERLOOKING. They attacked him with all
sorts of abuse and cries of anger, which
rapidly augmented in force, until a mo-
ment more Of time would have had them
turning his place inside out. He stared
at them with chattering teeth and very
white face, listening to some faint cries
aud confusion which he could hear
through the partition in spite of the
hubbub about him. All eyes were, upon
him, and all the rough voices were direct
ed at him and regret to say that some
few fists were shaken at him. ltl
The fatal door to the chamber suddenly
opened, and NJ. Viol plunged headlong at
the astonished mass, until he got foot
hold wherelall could see him. He had
dropped his diplomatic coldhess, and al.
lowed his natural anger to fly wherever
it would and therefore it lit upon Cha
buesal as matter of course. He jumped
upon stout shelf and fiercely addressed
the people. He recounted the true his.
tory of Chabussal-his position, his abuse
of trust, his theft, his abduction of child,
his mercenary motives, and his continual
deception for the purposes Of further ex,
tortiOn. He approached towering eli
max, by the most vivid pictures; and, as
he ended, he caught the covering, flight
ened boy in his powerful arms and held
him up to their view.
80 Behold him, weak, puny, uneducated d
and starvedl And now cast your eyes on
that yonder pile of brutal muscle!" Here
he shook his hand towards the breathless,
terrified .Ohabussal. "Look at that fist,
that eye, that whole ponderous mountain
OF cruelty and meanness Behold your
innocent pastry cook, behoured, modest,
and ingenious-the inventor of a cake,
and the hider, the stesler, the beater of a
poor, parentless boy like this'l" ! 4 / -
A tremendous tnmult instantly broke
out, and rush was made for Chabussal,
who hugged himself in a corner.
"Wait waiti" cried NJ lViol again /;
and they became silent for a moment.
" "Ohabussal," continued he, "your skill
your confectlon-has ruined you. To day
should haVe paid you twice your price
for Ernest; but Providence and your
cookery have at once saved your soul and
my francs. Adieu, you devil and tell
your woman that she should have been
careful to cut M. Nardln's crest from his
napkins before she left them lying about
30 carelessly. Adieu, Chabussal Nov,
COED -DeoDle."- said. M Viol turninr tn