Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1870-09-29

his despair. might be tempted TO 20 deeper
into his purse. But n. Viol, apparently,
had no such intention; and, after chatting
and signing for while, he asked for a
his feet, saying that he would not think
Of troubling Ghabuseal, but would get il
himself, and proceeded toward the rear
As soon as he could masr<r his tongue
he begged him to stop; but n. Vol kept
on.
II order you not to touch that door r
Numbered Chsbussal making toward him
"My wife is there; she is en- dSshabille."
N. Viol instantly apologized, and sal
contracted strongly with Chabusaal's heat
and rage.
A word here about N. Viol's impertur.
liability. He had been some sort Of a
| diplomat, in large way, in his own coun.
| try, and was well used, therefore, to con-
cealment, whenever it was expedicnt to
use the valuable power. TWAS afterward
| found that, by all reason and probability,
such an occasion presented itself ut the
exact moment when he was prevented
from rushing into Chabussal's back cham.
| Der, and that, despite his calm counte-
nance, N. Viol was on fire internally.
This was the result of q habit he had OF
wearing his eyes open, according to his
education, and of reversing the usual or.
der OF things by considering every human
being plotting scoundrel until he proved
to be otherwise inclined.
The particular impulse which put his
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ENHANCEMENT was the accidental sight of
q stray napkin, which lay upon the NDunter
during one Of his visits, and Of which
there IL more said further on.
This affair Of the glass of water threw
both the baker and his wife into fever of
anxiety, and they wished heartily that
happened that the day was stormy, and,
although the crowd which came to buy
Chabussaps dessert was immense, and
seemed larger than usual, such was really
not the fact, and for the first time in his
life he had few Of his dishes left over.
He foresaw that such would be the fact,
and he stopped selling at very early
hour, with the customary reason that he
had sold out that days quantity.
This the assembled people, to the ex-
tent Of something like fifty, positively
refused to believe--for Chabussaps little
trick was rather shallow, after all-and
the fifty tired men, drenched with rain
water, pounded at his doors and shutters
with vigor which was unprecedented
They hung about, hoping, as crowds al
ways hope, that pretty soon something
would appear to satisfy them; and, sus.
tanned by their own shouting and clamor,
they raised such tumult that Chabussal
and madame looked at one another sew
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 fiercer II anything.
As for N. Viol-how Chabussal and
madame watched his temper nothing
could be more suave and polite, and the
two exchanged looks of great gratifica-
ton and Chabussal made up his mind
TO make him a present OF one OF the re.
naming Eugenies, which, forgot to men
ton, was the name Chabussal rather
ostcntatiously 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 encourag-
ing smiles from behind her screen, while
M. Viol sat with crossed legs, looking
curiously toward the closed door in the
rear.
Monsieur" said Chabussal, when all
was ready, Elf you will pardon my ego.
tism, may Y, ask if you ever heard OF my
He produced his dessert upon napkin,
and laid beside it silver spoon of pecu
liar shape. In his character Of epicure
he had invented an instrument resem-
bling toy fire shovel, with which he
recommended his wealthy customers to
eat his pastry, as he imagined it was de-
sirable TO escape tho vulgarity OF com.
mon implement, such as he conceived q
spoon TO be.
M. Viol arose with a glistening eye, and
placed his umbrella in the corner ; FOL
the dish looked particularly rich and de-
licious.
al perceive you are . gentleman o.
delicate taste, and 30 venture TO ash
your opinion OF this little trifie, which II
entirely and wholly OF my own concep
ton"
Here the huge, white, floury, Chabussa,
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Viol toyed moment with the-well--tht
spoon.
He placed his hat upon the counter and
his left hand behind him, while with a
neat eggshell tap he shattered the upper
crust. With a solemn face, he slowly
raised trifle to his mouth, and closing
his lips upon it, looked thoughtfully ou'
of the door. For moment he was silent
and then his head turned about, with q
singular, smiling expression in his face.
Without q word to Chsbussai, 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 hif
head in the manner Of one who had for
gotten something. and slowly tapped bis
teeth with the spoon.
Bring me glass of water"
Chabussal obeyed, wondering OF the
tone, and set it before him and he raised
his mouth.
"Where have / tasted this before p
whispered he, with q sharp glance up
ward.
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