Litchfield enquirer., 1875-04-29

! WAD0O@ u WA110OWsA& 4II6 @4bOLyz3 0& EB84z&E lads, whose words m ordinary statements was worthless. was generally credited. l that the night they camped in the woods, rather than pass the place after dark, they 1 saw, about sunset, every window blood 1 red, and on each of the four chimneys an owl sitting. which turned its head three times round, and imoaned and laughed with a human voice. There was bot tOmless well, everybody professed to know, beneath the sill of the big front door under the rotten veranda; whoever set his foot upon that threshold disappear cd forever in the depth below. What wonder the marsh grew as wild as Africal Take all the fauborg St. Marie. and half the ancient city, you would not fine one graceless daredevil reckless enough to pass withia a hundred yards of the house after nightfall. a57ssasgI s.il l5 sa-t
 The alien races pouring into old New Orleans began to find the few streets named for the Bourbon princes too straight for them The wheel of fortune, begining to whir, threw them of beyond the ancient corporation lines, and sowed civilization and even trade upon the lands of the Grayiers and Girods. Fields be- came roads, roads streets. Everywhere the leveler was peering through his glass, rovsman were whaeking their way through willow brakes and rose hedges, and the sweating Irishmen tossed the blue. clay up with their long handled shovels. eag ,
 "9a! that is all very we'll, ," quoth the Jean -Baptistes, 'sbut wait till they come yonder to Jean Poquelin's marsh; hal ha! hap' The supposed predicament so de- lighted them, that they put on a mock terror and whirled about in an assumed stampede, then caught thelr clasped hands between their knees in excess of mirth, and laughed till the tears ran; for whether the street-makers mired in the marsh, or contrived to cut through old tJean-ah1s | property, either event would be joyful. Meantime line of tiny rods, with bits of white paper in their split tops, gradually extended it's way straight through the haunted ground, and crossed the canal diagonally. .,ler
 in mud-boots, and brushed close along the chained and padlocked gtte of the haunted mansion. "Ah, Jean-ah Poque- lin, these are not Creole boys" He went to the Governor That official scanned the odd figure with no slight in- terest. He was of short, broad frame; with bronzed, leonine face, His brow was ample and deeply furrowed! His eye, large and black, was bold and open like that of war-horse, and his jaws shut to- gether with the firmness of iron. He was dressed in a suit of Attakapas cottonadc, and his shirt unbuttoned and thrown back from the throat and bosom, sailor-wise, showed a herculean breast, hard and griz- led.d There was no fierceness or defiance in his look, no harsh ungentleness, no symptom of his unlawful life or violent temper; but rather peaceful and peace able fearlessness. Across the whole face. not marked in one or another feature, but as it were laid softly upon the countenance like an almost inaPerceptible veil, was the imprint of some great grief. A careless eye might easily overlook it, but, once seen. there it hung; faint, but unmistaka- ble. 8Tai 5d9 fo 1sada adf Eo 147;o Ga 8s@sat
 The Governor bowed. F sg fs.a7g asstx E. 'tPartez-uOns Fraaeais? asked the fig ure.lsiaz yaa sBeds49 !I4f3fsgsi r8aasz. f sl.f . T T gonA Eathsf talk EnRlish, if yn--.s eeal St4My hame,a Jean Poquelin."c Dsiri esH |bs7s.How can serve you. Mir. Poquelin?" F My iousis yondi; daasi te nsarafs ia- 6as." tsToI1 Gss5 ssa etuHo8-ia.st
 The Governor bowed.
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 ''To me; Jean Poquelin; I hown i'm meself." s'r @.l.i '1 IT.. s5.. -.'+.
 'He don't billong to you; I get him from me father.'' a1z4la1, 8 , s94oa.)
 .'That is perfectly true, Mir. Roquelin, as far as am aWare'1o .-a4taH isDlIzt. ftYou want to make street pass yond'Y' r"I do not know, sir; itis quite iproba- ble: but the city will indemnify you for any loss you may suffer-you will get we'll paid, you understand -,
 ''Strit can't pass dare-'' / 51llsos'siel l.s 1
 You will have to see the municipal au- thorities for that. Mir. Poquelin." :"
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 ''Mais. yes. You har le GOuverne,tr-- yes. Veh-well I come to you. Il tell yon, strt can3 pass atme Ions. '''z1Bdaa4 ! tB1t you will have to ogsea---=--"s1a7i
 1t I come to yoR. You is ie Goaveynear. I know not the new laws slo hamIa zFf-r-feneh- a.man. Fr-reRch-atman have something aller Gu coFfF0rie1-he come at his GOatuegneur. l come at you,y If me not had been bought from me king like vdssaB in the hold time, ze king got Fance would a-show A0nsieus le Goucer- ssiests- take care his men to make str1t in right places. Mais I know we billong to Monsieur te President I want you to do sonresin for me, eh?'' .A5Srsl s-ss !soiaIe
 What is itpa asked the patient Govern or.l LsILisI oatw n7is1 siHIlss ee.8 ZnaalH l. sI want you tell Aosssier le Rfssident, strse--can't- t-pass- s-ist-nae=-'ous.d sas9 [ THaye . chair, Mir. Roquelin;" butsthe old man did not stir. The Governor took aEqnil and wrote Q hneriO a. laeity official, introducing MT. Poqaeliu; and asking for him every possible courtesy. He handed 1t him, instructing him where to present it. -.
 "Mr. Roquelin, ii1e saiil. witlra concil- atory smile, ''ten me, is it your houee that our Creole citizens tell such odd sto- fies about2'l rs sa9-.s,.z.s..4a ssa..,s
 The old man glared sternly upon the speaker, and with immoyable features said: sesI4ax8Tvs5 b,fs -,,s,,r, e"You don't see me trade. some Guinea nlggaE ..aslssss H5w sxsgy. Zs1UA2 bas
 "You don't see me make some smeg- gilngs b.s5estsE aRE szas a7o9ds.T eds No sir; not at all. 'ace ffEss fasgff s<iT
 "But, l am Jean Marie Poquelin. I mine me heEn bizness. Dat all right? AafeusW 91SE I5C3 SgE 8Ssw Sea{ .isrf, |dzHeput his hat on and vithdfew,T By and by he stood, letter in hand, before the person to whom 1t was addressed This person employed an,intexpreter. rE boz He sayssn said the iuterpreter to the officer, ehe come to make, Youv .thef fair warning how yeus smaz nat make the street pas at hAss ouSs5cz3 zan.aua vseFirzifas.
 The officer remarked that stsuch impu- dence was refraahing, but the experience |ed.lnterpreaer translated freely b5sssYf,
 "He says: why yen donss want?,n" said the intexpseter. .1sf.sza si3gIF--.,.,,ss;s
 The old slave trader answered .ate some le1gkl4 |. ezoo19 2nf4azseT eTasnsse si 4tysaggE
 "Hesays. said the interpreter,5 again turning to the officer. ssthe marass is at too unhealth' for peopp to live. af,c
 'tBut ve expect to drain his old marsh; It's not going to be marshs,n'ysH as ii.z sft.H ditz+ I The interpreter explained aA ,1s, fehcls -sa{1 la Tss1oa!tnR ss{s fsrIsoa
 r ane old man answered terselysvsY sSft