The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1888-07-06


er meat But tie executioner took a re-
verge which was worthy Off Frenchman.'
Monsieur, you should not call an execu-
honer a Frenehmann
Madame, wait till you hear the revenge.
Since S~anson-his name is Samson, you know
could not wear blue, he took to green. The
Court objected to his wearing velvet; he
therefore wore cloth. AS the consequence is,
Marquise-forgive me, your glass is empty
the consequence is, that all the beaux Of the
court, with the brilliant Marquise de Letorief-
es at their head, adopted the cut and color
81 MS garment n wear their coats a la
Sanson-as / do, Marquise.n
There is no denying that your costume is
an elegant one, monsieur, and yet i think ]
h hereafter look with apprehension or
Others ofits kind, lest / encounter him who
makes a living out of murder. / hear he has
a garden Of the finest roses in France, and he
sprinkies them with blood to give them the
deep crimson which makes them so famous. ?
Il have no doubt, madame" said her com
panion, grayely," that he dimes on maidens'
hearts"
Madame looked ar. II was evident from
his tone that he was bored, The Marquise
rallied immediately. She broke out into a
laugh as musical as the song of the bird.
ut is very certain, +" said she, shaking one
finger at him, that you think me childish
because ] chatter so. But you are mistaken,
| am quite learned. Tread Voltaire, ifyou
please. ] am interested in journalism. / can
~criticise the drama, and / know the history
ofFranee by heart
u shah be afraid to speak before you
protested the gentleman, rather fattered by
her eoquetTy.
"'NeYer fear" said madame, with a magnan.
imous air. II win overlook your defcien.
cies. Twill overlook everything If you viii
confess that you adore the theatre"
sfMarquise, no one is present oftener than
''Then W shall meet there. I am hasten.
ing home now to see Mile. Clarion. / never
miss a chance. For one thing I am watching
to see if she will ever grow old"
The landlord came in with the dessert. The
young man no longer felt any embarrass
ment. It was evident that the wine was o.
good quality.
There was a stir in the yard.
Another arrival" murmured madame
With some veHation.
Il shall hasten my departure, said Gnt
young man. "Let me make apologies for its
abruptness. ! am very grateful 10 you, Mar
quise," he cOutinued in a low voice, raising
her soft hands to his lips, ''for the pleasure
you have conferred upon 1ne. 1t will be Q
treasured memory with me, In the many
dark days which are before me ! shall cherish
this bright hour" The Marquise arose and
lifted q scarlet face.
Really she said gently, 81 see no need
for this tone OF pathos," and she ventured to
smile saueily. "You are doubtless acquainted
with many of my friends. They win present
you,
The officer bowed over her hand again and
hurried from the room just as a newcomer
entered ii.
@Tontel," cried the Marquise "ft is you?'
[ Il wa harJ - onf hnr Fann ha,l~ 90 see ,ycY,al
expression, and she put up her painted fan til
hide it. The new conner looked first at the
Marqnise and then after the departing officer
He gaspedand blushed and stared again.
"Mon Dieu," cried the Marquise impatient
", what ails Your"
A post-chaise ratified into the yard. The
handsome officer took his seat, he dotted his
green hat to madame with melancholy state
illness and was driven away.
fsSpeak, Tontelri said the MaFquise, stamp
ing her pointed shoes.
MAY I ask you, Marquise, if you knew this
occupation of the mar who hasJustlefty your
"He said he was an officer Of parliament,
said the lady clasping her heart with appre
hension
The gentleman burst into a loud laugh.
"Well, SO he is" said he. HHe is Samson
the executioner of Paris. He has just beer
down in the country to help three good fel
lows to q nights lodgin."
You mean" screamed the lady, holding
up her hands as il blood were dripping of her
fingers.
a mean that yesterday was a busy day
with him"
'sFor the love Of heayen bring me waterl A
basin of water, Nicolel Quick. Mon Dieu.
Mon dieui''
The maid rushed in breathlessly and mad.
anne as she bathed and rebathed her dimpled
hands and sobbed:
I'm havehim hanged"
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