Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-10-27

ret had finished his time of service in the
army and as soon as he was free he re-
turned and established himself in the muir
dered mans shop, determined, doubtless,
TO drive away care by labor. But it was
clear that suffering was gnawing at his
heart. At nightfall he was seen wander
ing about the village as if in search of
somebody, that somebody being surely the
criminal.
Time passed-weeks, months, years.
The murder was forgotten by all save the
orphan and-other, who could not but re-
member it.
Quite recently Pierret had gone to Paris.
and remained there several days making
purchases, bringing back with him the
magnificent clock, which set everybody
who saw 1t longing to possess it.
Come in, gentlemen" said Perret to
the admiring groups who pressed closely
about his shop window.
What is the price of it'"
Zone hundred crowns"
Does it striker"
Certainly. Distenp'
The clockmaker caused the bell to sound
clear, sonorous, silvery.
But nobody will buy ." said Pierret
II am afraid have done foolish thing in
bringing it from Paris"
"Oh, that depends, Pierretl We are not
rich enough, but there is somebody here"-
Really Whomf"
"Ehl Locard-good looking Locard-
who is going TO marry and doesn't mind
what he spends"
IF you would not mind putting in a
with pleasure; and--who knowsf-by
fd1rrbinu him IN fba gida ~ hiC ffufi
you would be doing me great service"
Jacques Locard was not very much liked,
and that for several reasons. In the first
place, he had made his fortune too sud
denly. 1t had come to him from the clouds,
by the intermediary of notary-ohl not
of this village, but of long way off, over
the mountains-an inheritance which had
at once put him at his ease, and he had in
creased this by dabbling in business.
For all that he was closefisted, spoke in
loud voice. staggered in the street. drank
heavily and had a following. When any
body wanted to unloosen his purse strings
for a bowl of punch or a bottle of cham
payne they knew on which side to deal
with him. A man like him-the king of
the ceuntryl He wagged his head and al
lowed himself to be taken in.
The thing, however, was not SO easy as IL
had at first seemed to be. When the name
of Pierret was pronounced before Locard
IL evidently produced an unpleasant effect
on that persons nerves. He disliked Pier
ret, that was clear. Well, everybody is
free to like or dislike according to his i'm
pressions, is he notf Pierret, a pettifog-
ger, an idler No, no; he was not that,
but even If he were, WHIT had that to do
with the greatest wonder that had ever
been seen in the place? Besides it cost
nothing to look at it,
While talking Locard had drunk a good
deal. He begun to get warm, saying YES"
saying NO" and finally consenting 10
stroll as far as the ockmaker's shop, then
withdrawing his consent.
why, any one would say you were
afraid to go to Pierret's"-
Afraid II What dol care for Pierreti
Come on"
The little matchmaker was at his bench,
his magnifying glass in his right eye, bend
ing over the works Of a watch. Certainly
he was not looking at anything that was
going ON outside Of his shop, yet he saw,
very plainly observed the approaching
group, and something very much like
smile might have been seen to play about
his lips as he did so. He hoped for Gus
toner, and TO pqSr tr2desman that must
always be pleasant feeling, must it not?
Oh, doubtless. But for all possible Gus
toners Pierret hoped for one, and that one
was now at the door
Locard entered.
SIS that it," he said contemptuously.
Pierret rose politely I,ocard turned his
back upon hin-from hauteur evidently.
In short, he Immediately agreed to give
the twelve pounds, and threw down five
pound note on account, on condition that
the clock should be that same evening in
stalled in his dining room at his house.
This evening, friends" cried Locard (of
course he did not include Pierret), well
drink to my new piece of furniture"
"At what hourf'
mine o'clock"
As soon as Pierret found himself quite
alone he burned the bank note in the fame
Of candle. Then he went into the room
behind the shop and took up a small box,
on which theIewere English labels pasted
Returning, be opened the case Of the clock,
no doubt to regulate the movement
Within the promised time it was placed
prominently placed-amid the rich fur
niture of Locard's dining room.
Around the table f., n which, point up
ward, goodly array Of bottles stand, Iso-
card and his old friends drink, laugh and
sing
Eleven o'clock-the silver bell records
the hour. What q voice-a song. rather!
One could listen to IL through the whole
night. Midnight-the voice puts forth all
its delightful power.
Attention. One--twoi Light the punchi
The fame fits, goblinlike, over the surface
Of the bowl, tapping it with upthrown
tongues Of yellow and blue The sugar