The Lake Charles echo. [volume] (Lake Charles, Parish of Calcasieu, La.) 1876-1898, 1879-02-08

the sun never seemed to shine. Thu
4 ghostly pictures ON the wall, and tn,
heavy furniture were i'm keeping with
this dismal dwelling. The Colonel,
family consisted merelyof his wife and
daughter; the former haggard and nsr
vous, the latter plain and stupid, widths
frightened look, I Thought in her dull
eyes. Madame la barrone spoke little
and mademoiselle, like most we'll
,brought~up French girls, was mute as
fish.
The only attraction in number sixteen,
Rue de Loches. was the gay good
humour, tempered by the digniied
shrewdness of an experienced man of the
world, of it's master, M. Duplessis, even
to me, seemed singularly agresable, and
gained still larger share of Oecils re-
gard. Itso happened that my pupil had
q turn for military subjects-.less, per-
haps, for dress and drill than for the
scientific side ola soldiers life--and his
boyish curiosity appeared to please the
Colonel, who himself was, as he said jest
ingly, merely q worn-out war-horse
turned quito grass, but ready to respond
to the first twang of the trumpet. So it
came shout that Cecil and the baron
made frequent excursions, now to be
present at the trial of rified cannon,
now to go over Notifications. see q re-
view or ramble through the arsenal,
without my being one of the party.
1t often happened, too, after the ex-
hibitions I have described. that Cecil
Manvers went to drink tea q PAnglaise,
and pass the evening at the baron's
house. i felt, on this hand, no mis-
givings, .guch as would have beset me had
allowed my charge to go out alone into
yayer company. TIE theater and opera,
n to those balls and evening receptions
If the Partisan great world to which
Lord Hunsdon's letters procured us easy
Iccess, Ialways accompanied Cecil. But
was not sorry whsn he seemed to grow
Indifferent to dance and drama, and to
refer spending his hours in the quiet
Cue de Loaches. Why mot? i was
thankful for the opportunity of finishing
~ versifed translates of Horace, q
rork from winch hoped to derive fame
nd fortune. And then, teo, 4 had such
Dmplete confidence in Cecil and in his
Military mentor What harm, in such 1
could accrue to him /?
eyes were not bright ,
nongh to win his young affestions, and
he barr0ne's week tea, and trictrae at {
'ur sous points, would not he likely TO |
Grange his nerves or empty his piekess. q
GA monsieur" hinted the concierge i
ne day, thrusting his bald head into the 4
Om where j sat, Wishes much to soc Y
onsieur." The stranger wasnot far of, @
Ie janitor of our furnished hosel Thus 8
oke, and perhaps was accustomed to q
e process of Standardization. At any b
tie, j soon found myself looking mp a
Dm the oblong piece of pastbosrd, ON il
INCH were autographed the werds: G
Jules Garnet, Sons-chef:: Brigade de
lreto," at the owner OF name and card, v
40 stood Blowing there before NE, q q
ossy hat of the bell.crown pattern, o
Bected by loyal followers of the new 9
nperor, in his gleved hand There II
as nothing very notable about my y
sitor--a plump middle-aged French o
an, tight coat, well-waxed mustaehes c
ID the imperialist notwithstanding, II
cept the feline quickness and keenness 4
his eyes, which ! felt to be reading me o
easily as if j carried my character, IN =
rye print. outside my waistcoat e
81 gather from this card" said sems- u
nat bashfuliy, t'that you belong ID. "
arnet, to the" a
$40 the policel" rejoined my new q
4 uaintance; ''yes, monsieur, j hsve the i
NOR telDelong to the police. 1t il now q
y duty in compliance withinstructioDsl o
nm headquarters, to apprise you that =
'ur pupil--Su Manvers--is. tdeceiving
'u.n II
"That Cecil Manvers--my pnpil--is q
ceiving mese" 4 repeated, In utter in n
edulity. Line sub-chief of the French
tective department lifted his high q
builders in a shrug THAT Rrsssenr ON p