The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1889-11-14

No replied Martin, forcing a
laugh, .'but with your trunks, fora long
stay?"
Me? Trunks?"
.'Yes; you said you would bring all
your goods =
And l have brought them-my par
rot and my monkey"
''Is that alp"
'.All excepting my bundle, and there
is nothing in this but some heelless
socks and old shirts But what does it
matter as long as ones conscience and
digestion are good? Excuse me, sister
in-law, but | see cider in your pantry,
and / am thirsty after my walk. Come,
lations."
He made sign to the monkey. who
leaped from his shoulder and turned
three somersaults across the room, then
sat up, grinning and scratching his
head. His master then seated himself
at the table and with glance at the
half-open pantry declared that he was
nearly furnished. There was nothing
TO be done but to set before him the
ham and cider which he had seen, but
Nine. Mauyaire shut the pantry door
on the rest of the dainties While he
was eating and drinking the traveller
gave his relations an account of his
life at sea. and ended by declaring tina,
he had saved nothing, his pay always
being spent as soon as earned.
In less than an hour the Mauvaire
family were aware that the uncle from
whom they had expected SO much, pos
sessed no other wealth than cheerful
disposition and an excellent appetite,
and their disappointment was so keen
that it soon became apparent to him.
Martin grew thoughtful and silent,
Clemence sadly left the room, and their
mother, on seeing that the youngest
grandchild was in terror of the mon
key, insisted on banishing it to the
garden. At last the uncle found him.
self alone with his nephew, and having
drained his glass he threw himself back
in his chair, whistled softly for min
ute, and then, fixing his eyes on the
young man, said slowly:
1T seems to me, my boy, that the
wind is blowing from the northeast IN
this house You are like icicles to your
fathers brother. But never mind, you
will all be sorry for it,
He took up a knife and began cut
ting a fresh slice of ham, and his hearer,
struck by his confident air wondered
whether trick were being played:
He wants to try us, thought Martin,
''he never would be so jolly and con-
tented if he had not cent in the world.
We have all been idiots!"
Muttering some evasive reply to his
uncle's last words he slipped out of the
room and fastened to tell his mother
and sister what his suspicious were. In
a few minutes the three returned to
the sitting-room with smiling faces and
profuse apologies for their absence. the
women saying that household matters
had detained them.
You have had nothing to eat,
brother" said the widow, opening the
pantry and bringing out the leg OF
lamb. why has not Julienne attended
to her duty? Clemence, where is the
tart YOU made for your uncle?n
In another minute they were all
partaking Of a generous meal and talk.
ing merrily.
The visitor looked admiringly at his
pretty niece and said: You are the
image of your father, my poor George.
Though l have never seen you before,
my dear, l have heard a great deal
about YOU"
From whom?" she asked in sur
prise, and at that moment a voice be-
hind her exclaiming, "Clemencer
made her start up and look round her.
1t was only the parrot, who was perch
inm on the back of her chair.
''Clemence Mauvaire, " it said solemn
ly.
who taught it her name?" asked
the mother.
Uncle Bruno answered: Jake
learned it from a young man who hap
pened to be on the ship with us coming
over He was native of OrmOnd-
vile"
WAS it Mark?n cried the girl.
That was his name, my dear. He
is coming home determined to settle
himself in life; he talked great deal
about you
Then he has not forgotten me, >
thought the girl, with a bright blush
overspreading her face.
Il have something for your sister,
said the sailor, but am afraid there
will be sadness"
1T is about poor Didier.' murmured
the widow, with mothers quick per.
ception.
You are right he said. Il chanced
to be on the coast of India where he
was wrecked and | found the spot
where they had buried him with some
others. | planted bush on the grave. >
.'Oh. thank YOU, brother!' said the
mother tearfully.
Then | learned that his watch was
in possession of one of those miserable
LaScars, SO | hunted him up and gave
him all | had for it, ana here ii is.
He put an old silver watch into heI
hands, and, recognizing it as her sons
pressed it to her lips and sobbed softly
The others wiped their eyes. and
Uncle Bruno hurriedly drank glass
of cider to hide his emotion. A long
talk followed, and although the Mau.
vaires found that their first impressions
had been correct-their relative hav.
ing returned to his home absolutely as
poor as he had left 1.-THE attention:
they now bestowed on him were dictat
ed by pure affection instead of by pol
icy as before.
Martin having left the room for +:
minute came hurrying back to ask hi:
uncle what he would sell the monkey
for.
Sell Rochambeau?" cried the ole
man, why, | raised him myself, anC
he has always been my companion. HI
loves me devotedly and shall never
have another master. Who want:
him?"
The young man replied, with dis
appointed air, that the count was pass
ing and took such fancy to the fun
ny animal that he told Martin to fine
out the price and bring it up to the
chateau.
Tell him it is not for sale" said tn.
uncle, lighting his pipe.
1t is very unfortunate" said Martir
wistfully, for he said that he wanted
to see me about the position-and youl
refusal will put him in such a bat
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