St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1870-07-08

1he engravings were superb, lnestima-
bic. Colitieur was eloquent. The dealer
was shaken. The bargain was con-
cluded.
Nevertheless, Colifleur was not to have
his money till the following evening. -
No matter. He was sure of it. He
would ask the person who presented the
bill to give his address, assuring him that
the amount should be paid on the 10th
before noon.
These twenty-four hours seemed very
slow, but when Colifeur and his wife
found themselves actually III possession
of four hundred and fifty francs, their
hearts beat with joy,
Dear Lucille"
"Dear CulItieur ~
Quarter Of all hour passed in this way.
One must talk sense at last.
'.Let us see" cried Culitieur. "What's
the name Of the fellow who indorsed our
bill, and where does he live -
My love, his name is Tournemine,
and he lives at No. = Place de Ia Bas-
tie. lie has been requested to be at
home little before noon"
''Tournemine, eh droil name. III
90 TO him at nine"
"lf you like, my dear, we'll 90 to-
gethcr," observed Lucille
''Why! you distru>t me-that's too
bad"
Il shall feel more easy, my love"
"Well, be it 50. Wen 90 together"
replied Colitlcur, embracing her.
Delightful dreams visited them that
night. Wings Of various colurs attached
themselves TO their transiigured bodies,
and transported them to an unknown
land where all the inhabitants had silver
voices and Golden smiles. Ii was the
paradise of honest debtors, and on their
proudly y-raised brows could be read this
flaming inscription:
''PAID IN FULL"
Next day, arm-n-arm, Coitieur and
Madame quilted the Ruc dc Surc>,lc~.
and shaped their course toward the bou
lcvaId- The weather was delicious. and
the flower marhcl ot the Mad, ,iainc
added it- perfumes 10 the enchantmcnt of
the morn.
Nevertheless, Lucille said to her spouse
My love, let u take the omnibus.
wv hat. with u sun like this A:r
you mad go
but. consider. tie B;I>tic j. a long
way oil, she remarked, in a >upplicaIiug
tone.
VERY rue. But the bus is intolera-
ble. 1t stops eighteen time, One Is
Siiticd, and besides. we snail &c; our feet
crushed. Ii YOU are afraid of b,iug
tired, let us take the open carriage"
''Oh, no that Is too dear. We will
walk"
Come along. then :" cried Coltleur
Behold them ON the broad way ul
honesty, that road which h - no cndin..
where tue UmmiDuse> are 50 slow, and
the cala>hcs cost ~ much. Heaven pro-
tect them. as it has project d - many
others who had not, perhaps, equally
good intentions
They had put the four hundred and
fifty francs into u hag-thc traditional
bag-and each was proud to carry it
stopping occasionally, Coiiicur called
out:
My dear, You nave had the bag a
long time. Give it 10 me-
No, love. il Will tire YOU"
but it will the you ten times more,
my angel.
Tnc pas>cr- by looked at them ami
laughed. but Ihcy were too much occu-
plcd with the bag 10 heed the ginning
paS~crs.
However, they were stopped at last by
two long, outs rctch, AIMS, and 4 man
with an expansive ,isage addressed
them:
"lIow are you, my two millionaircs ~
1t was Il relative of Lucille, one OF
those people who are GOOD for nothing,
because they are GOOD for nothing bnt
amusement. At whatever, hour, day or
night. YOU stumble on such Il person, he
is sure TO cxclaim:
Let Us 90 ana take something.
50 it befcl on the present occasion.
with pleasure :" assented Coliheur.
Lucille squeezed his arm.
1T is so Internally hot, said Colifieur,
with the supplicating accents of weak
ness at will refresh us
"Comc along, we must have some
thing" repeated the relation, dragging
him toward cafe.
This something was Madeira indeed
two glasscs each OF Madeira, for Coli,
tleur would not be behind his wifcs re-
larion in poIiteness. The Madeira dis,
posed of, they find their appctitcs extra
ordinarily sharpened.
swell, what say you to breakfast p
remarked the relation!
''Breakfast, by all MEANS" rcJoineC
Colitleur, .jovially.
} But Lucille arose precipitately.
"You know it is impossible" sh'
cried, firmly.
''Recollect, chere a'nie, that you onl.
took your chocolate before coming out,
said Coliheur.
''B But the bi!l?"
"rrue,' replied Colifeur, with a sigh
and getting up as he spoke.
, But the relative did not stir.
} Going to pay a bill, eh % he said.
5 "Yes," replied Lucille, quickly.
"Plenty Of time" It's not yet II
e o'clock"
"Oh, you're quite wrong; it's twent
= minutes past said Nine. Colitieul
pointing to the pendule of the establish