St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-11-13


pretext of regaining it could return to the
sale. and perhaps, for was we'll known
to the doineStics of the house, obtain
a peach. When re-entered the room tho
walters were engaged in carrying to the
pantry the remnants of the spread. At
certain moment | found myself entirely
alone and near the buffet. upon VIII CHI had
been placed the dish of fruit There was
not second to lose. | approached the
basket. and. quick as lightning rolled two
of the peaches into the crown OF my haG'
adroitly covering them with my hand.
Carefully holding the hat against my
breast returned to the ballroom, my inten-
ton being to cross it quietly and slip away,
like the English. and when once outside TO
run every step of the way home.
1T was not as easy to do this as l had
Anticipated. for they were beginning CO.
tiilon, and all around the grand salon there
was double row of black coats and wall
flowers. surrounding third row formed by
the chairs of the dancers, and in the m.dule
of this third ring great empty space III
which the couples of the cOtill0n would
waltz. Cautiously inSinuatng myself be-
tween the groups | glided around the
chairs with the noiseless hexiblity of the
serpent. dreaGing at every step that some
unwary elbow would strike the hat and
dislodge the spois. could distinctly feel
the tossing about of the peaches as walked
along.
AT last after deal of trouble and III
Vulnerable scares, | entered the space just
opposite the door of entrance as they were
forming the coquet figure A lady was In
the center of the ring, the gentlemen Gus
terlng in circle around her. AS you KNOW
when the cavalier presents himself with
whom she wishes to waltz she places nat
which she holds in her hand upon his head
and away thew go.
The lady in the center of the room was
Mile Tabaraud the daughter OF the CHIEF.
had scarcely taken a step across the no0r
when she saw ME and came running to-
ward me.
You are just in the nick of time. M.
Herbelot said she; quick, give us your
hat, and before | could escape or stammer
a protest the hat was whiSked from my
hand and these internal first OF the sea
sons spinning over the floor. Imagine the
tableaux. The dancers Uttered the direc-
tor trowned. the wall-1owrrs exclaimed.
and Mile, Tabaraud was transtixed. Red
as a beet. and witt my teeth chatterlng
with a mortal chill. | stood like a fool. the
cynosure of all eyes.
Take back your hat. NJ. Herbelot
said the lady at last. i'll voice choKed
with emotion, and pick up your peaches.
lat this the people. no longer able to lie
strain themselves. burst into fits OF laughter.
Even the dOmestcs joined in the merrl-
ment. Haggard and staggering with con-
fusion | hastily fled from the salon.
1.-THE next day the story was all over
town. and when entered the Office | was
greeted with shouts of Pick up your
peaches. M. Herbelot; take back your hat
1t was unbearable, and it was the same
thing in the street. Everywhere | went |
was pointed at and whispered about and
followed with the hooking chorus.
The town was untenable Eight days
from that fatal night | resigned from the
Office aud entered upon course OF farming
as assistant to my wlfeS uncle. who owned
a place in the envronS of my native city.
With better liking for the calling OF
farmer than had ever had for official docu-
mems. it was but little while before L
had become creditable agriculturlSt. In
fact the land pr0spered so well Ill my
hands that the old gentleman lett 1t TO us
in his will. Since then | have constantly
enlarged my enterprise until now am al
the satisfactory stage IN winch you SOC
me-"
By this time we had reached the farm OF
Chauteraine. Entering by the orchard
way we passed Though row after row OF
fruit trees. heavy with apples, pears ana
ounces. At the extremity Of the lnclosure
a hill slope rolled to the waters edge,
covered with network of vines and
masses of ripening grapes. The clatter OF
machinery to the left indicated the granary.
To the right was the farmhouse. the white
walls cheerfuIly shining through an
espalier of loaded peach trees.
The most or my attention is devoted to
peaches, as you see" said Herbelot as we
passed through the gate; Il owe to them
the happiness OF my life"
Nevertheless my dear" cried laugh
ing voice behind the lattice. happiness
isn't always the result of stealing peaches"