Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1889-04-17

son were trying to play it. The sounds
emitted wei e internal.
''My precious trombone the gift of
my pupils ~ exclaimed the professor.
Leave that instrument alone"
IN. Bouvard," replied Anatole, ''you
have imagined that have departed. [
imagine that you are absent. and /
amuse myself while awaiting your re-
turn" Then, after blowing iuriously in
The trombone, he exclaimed: "Ah,
what beautiful note p
"You will cause my landlord to give
me notice to leave the house. He will
not let me play on the trombone after
midnight
"Ah, the man has no music in his
soul !''
Again the from bone Numbered.
"For heavens sake, stopr'
''Do you CONSENT"
ITO what ?''
"To give up the idea of this marriage"
"But [ cannot do that"
Every well then"
The trombone finished Anatole's sem
tence.
m Capdenac is terrible fellow. If
[ should offer him such an afront he
would kill me-"
"Does that fear restrain your"
eyes"
''Then leave the matter to me. Only
promise me if l obtain NJ Capdenac's
acquiescence ny cousin shall be free"
eyes, promise you, she shall be free"
"Bravo! | have your word. Now |
will leave you. But, by the way, what
is this Capdenac's address,"
cit is 100 rue des Deux-Epees."
81 will GO there at once. Good by"
''An ~ thought Nc. Bouvard, "you are
going to thr, W yourself into the lions
den and you will get what you de-
serve"
Anatole fastened to the address the
Professor had given him. 1t was 6
o'clock when he reached the house.
He rang the bell violently.
who is there ?' cried deep voice
behind the door.
"Let me in. have an important COM
munication from M. Bouvard.
Anatole heard the rafting of safety
chain which was being removed, and
the sound of key which was turned in
three locks successfully.
"Well, this man is we'll guarded ~
exclaimed Anatole.
At last the door was opened, and
Anatole found himself in the presence
of man who had fierce curling mus
tache and was arrayed like bucca-
neer.
"You see-aIways prepared" said NJ.
Capdenac. "That is my motto"
The walls of the reception room were
covered with panoplies. In the little
room to which Capdenac led his visitor
one saw nothing but arms-yatagh
poisoned arrows, sabres, swords, pis-
tolls and blunderbusses. 1t was a veri-
table arsenal. 1t was enough to strike
Is, l. i
''Bah !" thought Anatole. "What
does it matter? I shall die within three
Monsieur" said 3, Capdenac, "what is
Monsieur" replied Anatole, inter-
rupting him, ''you wish to marry Mile.
Nicette ?"
Eyes, Monsieur"
Monsieur, you shall not marry her."
"Ah, thunder. All, blood and who
will prevent me?"
Capdenac gazed at Anatole who was
not very large but looked very deter
mined.
''Ah, young man." he said at last,
"you have the good fortune to find me
in good hunor. Profit by it. Save
yourself while there is yet time. We're
i DOl III oil diuldUl0 ulOOU L WOu1O LOU
answer for your days."
And do not answer for yours"
ga defiance to me Capdenac! Do
you know that I have fought twenty
duels, that [ have killed five of my ad-
versaries and wounded the other ff-
teen? Go, young man, go. [ have
pity for your youth. There is still time;
60"
ST see," replied Anatole, by your
manner and your surroundings that you
are an adversary worthy of me, and that
increases my desire to measure swords
with so redoubtable a man. Come
Shall we take these two swords or those
over the mantel? or these battle
axes? or cavalry sabers? or do you
prefer these yataghans? Are you I'M
decided? What do you say?
81 am thinking of your mother and
of the sorrow that awaits her.
81 have no mother. But perhaps you
prefer carbines or reviewers
"Young man, do not handle those
firearms"
Are you afraid !? you tremble ~
'sTremble I? It is the cold"
'sThen you must fight or renounce the
hand of Nicette."
81 admire your bravery. The brave
understand each other. Shall I tell you
something's"
"Speak."
:'For some time myself have thought
of breaking this engagement; but | Gid
not know how to go about it. 1 would,
therefore, willingly consent to your re-
quest, but you understand that it would
not do for me. Capdenac. to seem to
yield to your threats, Tor, you know.
you have made threats"
81 withdraw them"
"Wen, then, the matter is settled"
"Will you write and sign paper stat
ing that you relinquish the hand of Nj
cette?"
81 have so much sympathy with you
that I cannot refuse"
Having obtained this precious paper,
Anatole fastened to the house of M.
Bouvard. He reached the door about
o'clock and rang the bell.
"Who's there ?"
"Anatole."
$50 home and go to bed" cried the
Professor, roughly.
ST have Capdenac's REIMBURSEMENT of
Nicette's hand. Open the door, or I'll
hraa l. :,