Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1879-07-17

SUE uhs the advantage 81 being q
hump-back will give her a doary
of 300 francs. Y.u know, tesides
with what skill she performs. 1t is,
in short, q good thing that | offer
you.
Il accepted-yes, sir, l az cepted;
and | who had killed man for love
of a women ideally beautiful mar.
ried that monster, whom | love,
and who loved me also. We made
happy family. She has me three
children whom we adore, and who
already aid US. Matters 90 on ra.
Their untowardly, but there is not
much to complain OF, and if health
continue, we shall have in three
years fine booth of our own. and
we will not peform any longer in
open air.
'And shall carry your news to
your parents?' l asked him.
oh. no, sir. They belive me long
since dead, and ought to be consol-
ed. What would they say if they
knew their SON was mountebank?
| do not wish to give them this vex-
alton. Would you see me returning
to the village with Dorothee?'
Thereupon Bombochou left me.
respected is wish, and never spoke
OF him TO his father, whom l often
saw.
Last Sunday went to the ginger.
bread fair. The grand duchess
loved the military; l loved the noun.
tebanks. Not because of their feats
of strength but because, 10 our so.
ciety, measured off by cord they
form world apart, with usages,
custums, laws which constitute a
group very curious to study. Some
say when NJ. lola may conclude to
carry his eye,glass and his scalpel
through this unknown region he VIII
make q fine book.
1t was early. No part of the show
had yet commenced. l suddenly
stopped before very modest booth
on which l read: 'Theater of the
Bombochou family AT once rails
ing with my cane corner of the
canvas | entered the booth. There
/ found Dorothee' surrounded by
five children. to whom she was about
giving their food.
What do you want here p she de
manded in harth voice.
Il wish to see Pierre
At these words the poor women
broke into sobs. You do not know
them she said. that he is dead three
years2 Bat who are you then that
you should be Interested in him ?
am sure yon are his twony.'. the
gentleman whom he visited 10 Paris
one morning ten years ago.
And, as l nodded my head she
added: Take a chair, then; ought
to tell you how the poor man died.
Here Augustine, dress your little bro.
theirs; you know that we commence
in an hour
l took the chair, which was only
tripod. Dorothee seated herself at
the end of q bench and related to
me the story of her husbands death.
in a voice broken every moment by
tears.
We were at the Gueret fair she
said; the weather was delightful, and
everything was going on we'll when
all at once Pierre fell i'll. We thought
nothing of it. | cared for him under
the tent. But the malady grew worse
and | called physician. 1t was the
typhoid fever. l wished to place nv
husband in the hospital, but they re-
fused permission under the pretext
that he was stranger there, but
think it was because we were
was compelled to
put him in an inn where they made
US pay in advance. The malady last.
ed four months with improvements
and relapses. Then all our Savings
were spent and l sold our booth, our
jack and other little effects. Think,
sir-four months without working,
and the doctor and the druggist and
The inn keeper, who always insisted
on pay in advasce. Well, one morn.
ing our time being up and having no
more money we were put out of
doors. Pierre had been getting bet
ter for some time, but he was thin as
a rail and weak as a child. Never
sheless it was necessary to work that
very day TO gain supper for the eve.
ming. We betook ourselves to the |
he square. | began the exhibition
but contributions we're not forthcom
ng. 1t was cold, being winter. The
lew spectators put their hands in
their pockets and kept them there.
Then Pierre, who was fretful, said
hat it would be necessary to try the
task exercise. You know what it is
'ir. One takes a large cask full of
water, ties cord about it and takes
he two ends of the cord in his hands
md this burden ON his back makes
circle of the audience. Pierre had |
lone this hundred times and it al |
ways called out applause and brought
'ous into my bowl; but then he was
rot ILL.
Now gentlemen says he, make
up a purse of thirty sous and you
shall see the tour OF the cask. Well,
We can get along with fifteen, ten,
.hree. Good, let US begin
As for me, / had something like a
resentment. You, know / whis.
oered to him, shat you are but re-
covering from a fit of sickness. In
your place l would not lift the cask.'
Yes, else afterward they would
,all me a robber.'
Then he filled the cask to the brim
and then siezing the two ends of the |
'ord he tried to lift it up, Blu. could
lot bulge it
He'll lift it'll He'll not lift itr
cried the crowd.
Pierre tried again. The veins in
lis neck and forehead swellcd out in
! frIghtful manner and cold sweat
ell from his face.
During the time jibes and whist.
ing began. AT last he planted him
'elf on the ground and gathered all
lis strength for supreme effort. The
TASK was raised half fool; then my
husband and his burden fell heavily
upon the ground
Bomhochou had hrnkan his animal