The Red Cloud chief., 1879-06-12
SIGISBERT LANCINET'S LUCK.

"My friend" said the Notary to Sig
isbert Lancinet, "here are the $500
francs willed and ~bequeathed to you by
yonr uncle. The legacy-duty, stamps
and fees have been deducted. Put the
money carefully away in your pocket,
be careful not to let any sharp-looking
stranger brush up against you, and get
home as soo as possible"
Worthy sir, your excellent advice
shall be followed" said Sigisbert Ian
cinet, squeezing the good Notary's hand
and leaving the Office with the dignity
of a man who does not have G, 800 francs
in his pocket every day of the week.
For Sigisbert Lancinet, Bohemian
both by disposition and profession, had
never hitherto been the owner of 10
francs of his own.
When he was in the street Sigisbert
Lancinet soliloquized half aloud.
What an old ass that Notary was!
To fancy that IL of all people would
be silly enough to let any r get away
with my wealth. Suppose l drove home
no, that would look like q cowardly
concession to the Notary's fears. Be-
sides, l am not sorry at the prospect of
showing myself to my acquaintance in
nv new role of bloated capitalist"
So saying Sigisbert Lancinet ap-
preached a op-window and took an
admiring glance at his image reflected
in the great mirror.
"Heavens!" he exclaimed, starting
back in CONSERVATION, "can that am
bulatory rag-bag be Sigisbert LancinetP
Lazarus in all his glory was not arrayed
like unto this. What a shocking bad
hat!-a perfect epic of decrepitude.
Let me not lose an instant in shooting
this tile, which makes me redden as
much as it reddens ITSELF"
He went to the hatter's and bought
him a hat, and when he came out he
respired more joyously and said to him.
self, snow, that is more like the thing
Il do not quite SO closely resemble a.
but hold on! On letting my gaze run
TO nv other extreme / am Mortified to
observe that the soles of my boots are
not waterproof, and that the uppers are
a libel upon shoemanity. Let me not
hesitate one second"-
dc entered d s.
III.
"By Jove!" he said, on regaining the
street, "that jobs off my hands, but
oh, the frightful discordance The i'm
maculate varnish of my boots makes my
p~antaloons look ten years older by con-
trast, while beside my dazzling hat my
coat loses the few pretensions to respect
ability which it formerly possessed. To
appear in such guise would be ridic-
ulous"-
He crossed the street and entered q
ready-made clothing establishment,
whence issuing robed and crowned he
for he had tasted since getting-up time,
and had got up unusually early 50 as to
be at the notary's Office betimes-felI
the inner man assert itself. He found
himself at that moment at the Palais.
Royal.
"And to think" soliloquized the
nourean richie, ''that not once in my
brief life have I set foot within the plate.
glass doors of these opulent restaurants
IN the " ndows whereof are heaped fas.
cinating trophies of game and fruits OF
Tantalus! Yet l had always hoped
and, indeed, why should 1 not CRAFTY
myself Just for once. One doesn't ge,
q legacy every day. What stunning
truf1es!"
Just as he had placed his hand upor
the handle of the door some one tapped
him upon the shoulder.
"Hi. Sigisbertin
"Hullo, Adolphe!"
"The same. Where are you of TOP
"Going in to breakfast-don't yoy
see?"
"You ! going in to breakfast there?'
"Certainly. And what if I amp"
"Oh, nothing, only it would be
graceful act on your part to invite m,
to join you, seeing that you are iusl
and that my pockets are IS empty .
my stomach"
by all means; come along"
They b~reakfasted. They began will
Burgundy and continued with claret
and the waiter waxed so eloquent il
praise of q peculiarly fine and dr.,
champagne for which the house wa
noted that they had . bottle of that
Then they had coffee and lqueurs.
At the third glass of Chartreuse Sigis
bert Lancinet was the friend of tn
whole human race without exception.
Adolphe, with the pilots wary eye