The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-07-18

the cocodettes, had emerged from retire
Tent, or had come back from exile. Paris
was Paris again; but a sorely impoverished,
somewhat Inundated Paris.
Kathleen's life pursued its beaten round
all this time. The oppressive heat OF those
August days did not deter her from her las
Dor. Every morning before the shops were
opened she was in the streets, neatly clad
in her black gown and close black bonnet,
a little market-basket on her arm, as of one
who went upon a housewives GRAND. In
the dim early morning she walked to her
destiIation--onc OF tlose'two hundred and
thirty-two workshops which she had writ
ten down in her list. Some of these were
in the remotest corners of Paris, and many
of her morning walks were long and weary;
but she was careful to allow herself ample
time for these long distances. She always
studied her map overnight, and learned tile
names of the streets by which she had to go.
She was thoroughly systamaticin her work;
and she had by tlliSst11e acquired a wonder
fnl eSpertncss in finding her way, a wonder
full knowledge of the great wide-spreading
town. 1t seemed to her as ii there were not
a corner of Paris, not q nook or an alley,
which she had not explored.
Sometimes her destination was some foul
smelling lane at Belley,'le, some dingy
street near Montmartre. She went as far as
Vincennes on one side, beyond Passy on the
other. But whatever the distance, she went
to her work with the same quiet patience,
the same tranquil aspect. Nobody ever re-
marked her as an eccentric-looking person;
no one ever saw wiidncSs or cXaltation in
her manner She walked quietly onward,
at n moderate busincss-like pace, her little
basket over her arm; her pale earnest face
| shaded by the neat little Grape veil, tied
closely round the small black bonnet; and
she inspired no ones wonder or curiosity.
A clerks wife, catering for her little house
hold a sempstress going to her work. She
might be either.
When she reached her destination, and
stood in front of the curriers' workshop, her
task became more difficult. She watched
for the going and coming of the workmen
at their hreakfast-hour, between nine and
ten o'clock. She had to observe without be-
ing observed. She lowered nearthe door of
the restaurant where they took their soupc
Gu JrOmdge. she had to loiter in the
street or the lane, without appearing to be
a ~loiterer. This exacted all her powers as
an actress; but, as every intelligent woman
is instinctively an actress, she contrived to
perform this part of her task so skilfully as
to escape, for the most part, unquestioncd
and unremarked.
If there were shops In the street all her
little purchases for that humble mcndge
which was not much better than genteel
starvation, were made upon the spot. This
gave her the opportunity of wasting time,
and of making inquiries. 1t was so easy
while buying a pear or q handful of plums
at the little fruit-shop, or a roll at the
bakers, to ask n few questions, in mere idle
curiosity as it seemed, about the curriers'
on the other side Of the way. Was 1t a small
or a large trade, for instance? How many
workmen vera employed1and what kind
of men? Then if the %shopkeeper was inclin-
ed to gossip, and was friendly, she could
watch The men go to their work from the
threshold of his shop, and hear his remarks
upon them, and be sure that she saw the full
complement employed there.
Now and again 1t happened that a work
maj was i'll, or drunk, or idle, and did not
go to his work; and then, after ascertain
Ing this fact, she had to come back to the
to make sure of that .one Grant workman.
WY aloii olbS ~ hNo ctiS Lihi
among all the curriers' of Paris, and to lei
one escape her might be to lose him.
She hunted her prey with the t~enacity OF
n Red Indian.
The work was very slow work. August
was nearly over, and 81, had not completed
the third partef herli is The curriers' shops
were scattered. 1t was rarely that she could
do more than two in a d%ayf-One in the
morning, when the men went to their work
one in the evening, when they left work
She was getting to be curious!y familiar
with the curriers' of Paris, their ways ant
their manners; the restaurants where they
dined or supped late in the evening, at long
narrow tables in low dingy rooms, by tht
light of tallow-candles, and amid ovcrpow
er!ng odors of cognac and cheese soup; I'll,
winc-shops where iley swilled gallons o
little blue" Or stupefied themselves Will
cheap cognac.
She learned q great deal; but in all thi
time there had been no sign of Serizier, ne
clue to the whereabouts of that one work
man.
Now and then she ventured to accost on,
of these blue blouses, who ans>:erad civil,
or brutally, as Fate willed. But, for til
most part, they were civil, in their rougi
way. She told her little pathetic story OF
brother, a currier by trade, of whom she hat
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