Daily Los Angeles herald., 1883-06-19
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pY John WILSON ROSS.

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clients in the neat little town OF
Anglers. in Brittany
He had very little business as yot,
for he had not been six months
IN the place, and the first client
he obtained was our pretty little
Sophia, who was a milliner by
trade and he had fallen in love
with her coaxing blue eyes,
and had married her, which some
people thought was very impru-
dent on both sides.
But these two happy folks were
not used to mind what was said
by gossiping people; fir they
vers naturally reflected that they
married to please themselves, and
not the world, who might call
them imprudent, and upbraid
them to their hearts content;
what did it signify?
Thus they lived together, and
went on very pleasantly for the
FIRST two months, Sophia doing a
little and Eugene nothing at all;
for a lawyer must have clients be
fore no can be busy, and he must
be known before he can have cli-
enta. Their neighbors shook
then heads and wondered how
Afr. and Mrs. Colombin managed
to live.
On their side this happy pair
could not help wondering how
the world was so quiet, and the
laws were SO seldom broken on
that side OF the Loire.
For. after ALL" said Sophia,
s'they are not all young and new
" married and happy, Eugene,
like you and me. There must be
some misery, quarrels and strife,
and I really think you ought to
have few clients by this time
The Bretons used to be hot
headed +"
$50 stney are STILL" said Eu-
gene; "but l very much question
whether they are the most likely
people to patronize mo. Your
choleric man is too quick for us;
he cannot wait to go to a lawyer
to settle his quarrels; he does
that for himself, Sophia.
Meanwhile. Mrs. Colombin,
who had lately got an order for a
bonnet, was plying her needle
with great activity, and smiling
over her work with as much COM
placency as ever Monsieur Scribe
Ibid over some excellent jest in
|his new comedy. And why not,
think you? Is there nothing in a
bonnet to quicken the imagina-
tion OF the stitcher as she hangs
over IL? Could she not fancy the
pretty. saucy face beneath it, the
effect it would have, the sensation
it would createp We little know
the long dialogues that rise up
and form themselves in the pleas
ant, ingenious little heads Of the
grisettes and working-girls Of
France, as they sit for SO many
long, weary hours, in their cham
bers, under the roof. What
would they do without those pret-
ty dreams that fill up their time
and lend o new colomto reality ?
"What are you smiling at,
lover" said Eugene. dropping his
cigar and kissing off one Of the
freshest of the sunbeams that
started to her pretty, pouting
mouth.
II was Just fsncying at that mo
ment that you and were snugly
seated in our little cabinet at the
Croix Rouge. and dining like rich
people, with the incest dish and
the finest wines. How / should
like to realize that dreamf
s.And why not, Sophia2"
"Why not!" echoed the young
woman, halt seriously. "What
do you mean, my dear ?"
II mean, my darling. that your
dream can be, and shall be realiz-
ed. 1 have just received a draft
for fifty francs from my old uncle,
Claude, and you shall see how l
will play the enchanter, by con-
juring up the very picture Of your
own fancy. So put on your bon
net and shawl, and let us be of
to the Croix Rouge"
"What shall we have for din
nsr, Eugene ?"
"Something prime, I promise
you; ! mean to do honor to your
dream, Sophia"
NAY, not SO fast; we must moi
be extfarsgant."
"Well, suppose we say two
4 dozen Of oyesters, Norman
matelotte, and a bottle Of Sau
terne?'
"Nonsense, Eugene, you are
not councillor of state. Ishoulc
prefer, for my part, a nice filet 0.
veal, with mushrooms"
nRidioulous, SophiaI tha
would be pretty treat, indeed
You might as we'll say boiled bee
and cabbagel What vulgar tast,
you have! You are thinking O
your father, the green grocer.
'fYou insult me, sirl My fathel
was not green-grocer; he was
fruiterer, Look at home your
self, sir; your mother was nj
princess. I believe"
The quarrel grew high; tn
fruiterer's daughter had rather
loud voice. Eugene stood on hi
defense stoutly; they soon came t