Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1879-07-31

said, '1'll tell you all. Three months and
no work; the old woman sick, three chill
dren pershing with hunger, a daughter
gaddmg about the streets and going to
suppers with gentlemen--weIl. Still no
work; the old woman dies; the girl goes
to the bad. Two months more-and no
work. ! have earned 20 sous IN the last
| fortnight. Tonight the children gave
up crying for something to eat, and
came out to steal loaf of bread, | didn't
get chance, there were so many people
about. begged, and they told me to 60
and look for work. Look for work!
have been looking for work iors six months.
Then | saw my girl-saw herin carriage
with feathers in her hat, and the children
at home starving. ] wanted to kill every
body. That is all. You folks can laugh
you don't know"
Monsieur" said the priest to the gen.
tleman whose assistance, fortunately, had
not been needed 81 thank you for COM
ing to my aid but you see what sort of a
case this is. Let me attend to the poor
fellow, and lbeg Of you say nothing about
this.
The prisoner listened in stupefaction
The priest dragged him onwards, though
from time to time he hestruggled to get free;
finally, recognizing his powerlessness. he
abandoned all idea of resistance. Ques-
toned he rccitcd his suffenngs, going
over and over the melancholy refrain
"Thc girl gone to the bad and the little
ones starving
The priest whispered a word to him.
"YOuP" exclaimed the man in surprise
and embarrassment as he uncovered him.
self, you! will come with you quietly,
reverence.
Half an hour later the gentleman who
had followed them entered the Cafe de
Princes. His friend was waiting for HIM,
in company with a young and pretty wo-
man, who was engaged with Il SOrba
WELL" said his friend, "what news
have you brought? What did you see?
Cora, here, has been quite nervous at your
long absence and made sure you had been
killed, or something"
He narrated briefly what the reader al.
ready knows.
"Dear me, how nice and intcresting!'
said the young lady; "and what thenp"
"Well, the police took his companion to
the police station, but did not 90 ln-in.
stead, they went into Ragachc's rcstaur-
ant,'which happened to be OPEN
'Skip the bill of fare-what then?"
"rhen they went on, and ! walked near
enough to them to hear the man say that
though his daughter had gone to the bad,
she was pretty good-hearted sort Of a
girl, and that if he had revealed himself
to her when he saw her driving past she
would certainly have given him what
money she had, but that he did not want
that sort of money, and"-
"Well, and thenp"
'I4ast scene of the last act-a window
with no curtain; tallow candle to the
right; in front two children eating greed
lily; up the stage big, black shadow hold
ing third child IN its arms, this child
also eating grccdily; and at about the
second entrance left my ragamuiiin on his
knees. Praying, | fancy"
"And where was tins highly satisfactory
tablcau exhiDited?" said his friend.
"Rue Cambronne, No. II, second
story"
Cora, with the deliberate luxuriousness
of cat at forbidden cream-pot, finished
the last drop of Der shcrbet, smoothcd
down the lace over her plump arms, set.
tied her pearl bracelet above an exqui-
gray glove, and said:
eleven, Rue Cambronne, second floor.
That must have been pa. Now, if you
are ready for supper, | am