Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1890-05-03

"Dear maman, how Is il that you know
everything about everybody exclaimed
Rose.
She had met the new lodger on the stairs
that morning. and could not deny his goos
looks. He was tall and slim. He had dark
eyes-eagle eyes-and a black moustache,
and features as clearly cut as a profile on a
Roman cameo.
IL nave eyes and ears, and a Il heart to SYM.
pathise with my ~neiglboTs in their joys and
sorrows," sad Madame Schubert. "'0ne
might as well be the statue of King Henry
on the Pont Neuf as go through the world
caring for nobody but oneself"
This was a clever way of making a femi-
min. vice seem a virtue; but Maman Schu-
bert was really a good soul, and always
ready TO help a poor n%eighbor. She was
very fond of the O'Hara girls, and already
she had begun TO build her little castles In
the air for their benefit. Rose was 10 marry
Philip, that honest young mechanic from
the far south, beyond Carcassonne, who was
doing so well as a iourneyman cabinet
maker, and who was something OF an artist
in his way, and thus a little above the aver
age mechanic. And now here there had
dropped from the sky, as it were, the very
lover of lovers for Kathleen-young, hand
some, refined, as charming as a lover in a
play.
Maman Schubert told herself it was high
time Kathleen should have o lover, whose
duty IL would be to protect and cherish her,
and TO marry her so soon as ever they were
rich enough to marry. She was much too
pretty to remain unguarded by a strong
mans love. For such fresh and innocent
loveliness Paris was full OF snares; she
coald not 60 the length Of a street alone
without encountering perils. The wolf was
always on the watch for this lamb. Rose
O'Hara's avocations compelled her to be alb
! sent all day long, and she was obliged TO
new her young sister in the little sitting
room, fprbidding her 10 go a step beyond
her daily marketing within a narrow radius
of the Rue Git lie Ceur.
The wolf, as represented by the gdndtn
| or petit Crere, was not often on the prowl In
this humble locality. The pavements were
too rough for his dainty boots, the region
altogether too shabby for his magnifcence.
But from the Sorbonne, from the Luxem-
bourg, and from the Hotel Dieu issued
wolves of another and rougher species
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thick while erockery had never a stain or q
smear. Her brass milkcan. and tin coffee
pots were as bright as silver in . silver
smiths Shop.
Ii was in this acknowledgements apartment
that CASTOR Mortemar, the young journalist
took his breakfast every ~day-cotfee ant
eggs, roll and butter, occasionally DIVERSE
fed by a Plate OF rediSheS.
fro Be Continued