Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1888-06-26
CHAPTER VIII.
THE WAGES OF PHILOSOPHY.

THE WAGES OF PHILOSOPHY.
On the morning of the next day the doc
tor, mere specter Of himself, was brought
back in the custody Of Casimir. They found
Anastasie and the boy sitting together by the
fire; and Desprez, who had exchanged his
toilet for ready made rig out Of poor mate
rials, waved his hand as he entered and sunk
speechless on the nearest chair. Madame
turned direct to Casimir.
"What is wrong?" she cried.
swell, !" replied Casimir, "what have told
you all alongl 1t has come. 1t is a clean
shave this time; SO you may as well bear up
and make the best of it. House down, too,
ehi Bad luck, upon my SOUL"
"Are we--are we-ruinedr she gasped.
The doctor stretched out his arms to her.
"Ruined,r he replied, "you are ruined by
your sinister husband"
Casimir observed the consequent embrace
through his eyeglass; then he turned to jean
Marie. ''You hears" Ne said. "They are
ruined; no more pickings, no more house, no
more fat outlets. 1t strikes me, my friend,
that you had best be packing; the present
speculation is about worked out" And he
nodded to him meaningly.
"Never!" cried Desprez, springing up.
"Jean-Marie, If you prefer to leave me, now
that am poor, you can go; you shall receive
your hundred francs il SO much remains to
Inc. But il you will consent to stay"-the
doctor wept--'Casimir offers me a place--as
clerk" he resumed. "The emoluments are
slender, but they will be enough for three.
1t is too much already to have lost my for
tune; must lose my sonl"
Jean-Marie sobbed bitterly, but without a
word.
II don't like boys who cry,n observed CAST
mir. "This one is always crying. Herel you
clear out of this for little; have business
with your master and mistress, and these
domestic feelings may be settled after am
gone. march," and he held the door open.
Jean Marie skunk out, like detected thief.
By 12 they were all at the table but jean
Marie.
"Heyr' said Casimr. "Gone, you see
Took the hint at once"
II do not, I confess" said Desprez, ~ do
not seek to excuse his absence. 1t speaks Of
want Of heart that disappoints me sorely."
"Want Of Manners corrected Casimir.
Heart, he never had. Why, Desprez, for q
clever fellow, you are the most gullible mortal
in creation. Your ignorance of human ma
ture and human business is beyond belief You
are swindled by heathen Turks, swindled by
vagabond children, swindled right and left,
up stairs and down stairs think it must
be your imagination. / thank my stars
have none"
Pardon me-" replied Desprez, still hum
bly,, but with a return of spirit at sight OF
distinction to be drawn; "pardon me, Cast
mir. You possess, even to an eminent de
gree. the commercial Imagination. 1t wa:
the lack of that in melt appears it is my
weak point-that has led to these repeated
shocks. By the commercial imagination the
financier forecasts the destiny Of his invest
ments, marks the falling house,
.Egad," interrupted Casimir; "our frient
the stable boy appears to have his shar'
of it"
The doctor was silenced; and the meal wa
continued and finished principally to the tun'
of the brother-in-law's not very consolator,
conversation. He entirely ignored the tw'
young English painters, turning blind eye
glass to their salutations, and continuing nj
remarks as if he were alone in the bosom o
his family; and with every second word b
ripped another stitch out Of the air balloon o
Desprez' vanity. By the time coffee wa
over the poor doctor was as limp as napkin
''Let US go and see the ruins" said Casimii
They strolled forth into the street. Tn
fall Of the house, like the loss of q front tootf
had quite transformed the village. Throug
the gap Tile eye "a ~ cab slicIS
of open snowy country, and the place shrun
in comparison. 1t was like room with a
open door. The sentinel stood by the gree
gate, looking very red and cold, but he had
pleasant word for the doctor and his wealth
kinsman.
Casimir looked at the mound OF ruins, b
tried the quality of the tarpaulin. HIM
he said Il hope the cellar arch has stood.
it has, my good brother, will give you
good price for the winea"
I'VE shall start digging tomorrow" sal
the sentry. "There is no more fear Of snow
my friend,n returned Casimir sentel
tiously, you had better wait till you g
PAID
The doctor WINGED, and began draggiI
his offensive brother-in-law toward Tenta
Ions. In the house there would be few
auditors, and these already in the secret
his fall.
"Halloo," cried Casimir "there goes 4
( stable boy with his luggage; no, egad, he
taking it into the ihn.n
And sure enough, jean Marie was seen
cross the snowy street and enter Tentaillon
staggering under a large hamper.
The doctor stopped with n sudden, vi
hope.
"what can he haysF he said. "Let US
and see" And he hurried on.
.His luzgage. " be SgrsN ensusr