Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1884-04-26

thcy III KNOW fust, htl tneyU lelo
: graph US, wherever we is; an III
wasn't for nuthin' else, 1t would b
u mercy to git Jones out of thi
place. He goes about like a cat af
ter her drowned kittens. Its {
: bringin' out them chills of hisn, an
the next thing it'll kill him.
can't make him believe in the find
, ing OF C0rinne as firm as do, bu
i | know as long as Perkins Indeli
bic Dab holds out (an' there's nC
rubbin' nor washin' 1t Off I'll gil
my child"
admitted, but not with Pomona's
hopefullness that the child might
be found as easy i'm Paris as here.
"And we've seen everything
about London" said Euphemia'
'except Windsor Castle. did
want, and still want to see just how
the Queen keeps house, and per-
haps get some ideas which may be
useful but her Majesty is away
now, and, although they say that's
the time to go there, Il Is not the
/ time for me. You'll not find me
going about inspecting domestic
arrangements when the lady Of the
house Is away"
! So we packed up and went To
| Paris, taking Little Kensington
along. Notwithstanding our great
! sympathy for Corinne's parents,
Euphemia and myself could not
help. becoming Somewhat resigned
! to the affiiction which had befallen
them, and we found ourselves oblig-
j ed 10 enjoy the trip vtry much.
Euphemia became greatly excited
and exhilarated as we entered Paris
For weeks / knew she had been
pining for this city. AS she step
| ped from the train she seemed TO
breathe new air, and her eyes
sparkled as she knew by the pratt
tie and cries about her that she was
really ia France.
We were not rich tourists, and
we took lodgings in a small hotel 10
which we had been recommended.
1t was in the Latin Quarter, near
the river, and opposite the vast pal
ace of the Louvre, into whose laby-
rinth of picture galleries Euphemia
and / were eager TO plunge.
But first we all went TO the Amer
ican Consul and consulted with him
In regard to the proper measurers
to be taken for searching for the lit
tie Corinne in Paris. After that,
for some days, Jonas and Pomona
spent all of their time, and Euphe-
mia and | part of ours, in looking
for the child.
In spite of the attractions of the
city, our sojourn in Paris was not
satifactory. Apart from the family
trouble which Oppressed US, II rain
ed nearly all the time. We were
told that In order to see Paris at its
best we should come in the spring.
In the month of May il was char
ming. Then everybody would be
out-of-doors and we would see a
whole city enjoying life. AS we
wished to enjoy life without wait
ing for the spring, we determined
to move southwArd and visit during
the winter those parts of Europe
which then lay under blue skies aud
a warm sun. 1t was impossible, at
present for Pomona and Jonas
to enjoy life anywhere, and they
could remain in Paris, and then,
If they did not find their child
~
would join us, Neither of them,
understood French, but this did not
trouble them in the slightest. Early
in their Paris wanderings they had
met with boy who had once lived
in New York, and they had taken
him into pay as an interpreter. He
charged them frank and half
day, and l am sure they got their
moneys worth.
But before we left Paris we deter
mined to go to the Grand Opera,
which we had not yet visited, and
Euphemia proposed that we should
take Pomona with US. The poor
girl was looking wretched and woe
begone, and needed to have her
mind diverted from her trouble.
Jonas, at the best of times, could
not be persuaded to any amusement
Of this sort, but Pomona agreed TO
go. We had no idea of dressing for
the boxes, and we took good front
seats in the upper circle where we
could see the whole interior Of the
splendid house. AS soon as theper-
fOrmance commenced the old drn-
matte fire began to burn In Pomona.
Her eyes sparkled as they had not
done for many a day, and she really
looked like her own bright sell.
The opera was Gle Prophet" and
as none Of us had ever seen any
thing produced On 30 magnificent
scale, we were greatly interested,
especially in the act which opens
with that wonderful winter scene
In the forest, with hundreds Of pe0.
ple scattered about under the great
trees, with horses and sleighs and
the frozen river in the background
where the skaters came gliding on.
The grouping was picturesque and
artistic; the scale of the scene was
immense there was a vast con-
course of people on the stage; the
dances were beautiful; the merry
skaters graceful the music was in
spring.
Suddenly, above the voices Of the
chorus, above the drums and bass
string of the orchestra, above the
highest notes OF the sopranos, above
the great chandelieritself, came two
notes distinct and plain and the
words to which they were set.
were:
"Ma-ma."
Like shot Pomona was on her
feet. With arms Outspread aud her
whole figure dilating until sha
seemed twice as large Us usual, l
thought she was about to spring
over the balcony into the house be-
low. / clutched her, and Euphe-
mia and 4 both upon our ieet,. fol-
lowed her gaze and saw upon the
stage little girl in gay, array, aud
upturned face. IL was the lost Cor
inne.
Without word, Pomona made
a sudden turn, sprang upon the
steps behind her. and Oul upOn the
lobby, Euphemia an(fi close behind
her. Around and down the steps
we swept from lobby 10 lobby aTnaz-
ing the cloak -keepersaud attendants,
but stopping for nothing; down the
grand staircase like aIl avalanche.
almost into the arms Of the aston
ished military sentinelS. who star
tied from their soldier like pruprie-
ty, sprung, inuskets in hand, tOward
us. IL was only then that waa
able to speak 90 Pomona, aud
DrCAthlessly ask her where she waa
going.
"'Fo the stage doorYn she cried,
a motion To hurl 10 the
ground the soldier before her. but
there was no need TO go To- the stage
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