Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1892-11-24
hkchan@pwn Frederick County, Maryland Thursday November "a !S92

AhN u'" t'"toA
He drank glass of Cliquot and look.
ed thoughtfully at the sheet Of paper
before him.
10 whom shall bequeath my 5000
francs year? l have neither father or
mother---happlly for them Among
the persons who interest me, l see only
one-Nicette.'
Nicette was a charming girl of Is,
with blonde tresses and large black
eyes an orphan like himself-a CON-
munlty IN misfortune which had long
established between them secret and
complete sympathy.
His last will and testament was
speedily drawn up; universal legatee,
Nicette
That done, be drank glass of cham
payne.
1t was four o'clock in the morning
when he rang at the door Of NJ. Bouv
ard the guardian Of Nicette. He rang
once, twice, and at third tug broke the
bell wire. Atlength, NJ. Bouvard him
sell, in his night dress and in great
alarm came and opened the door.
What is the matter-is the house on
fire.
No, my dear M. Bouyard,' said An.
atole, 4 have only Paid you little
visit
AT this hour !!
1T Is pleasant to see you at any hour
my dear M. Bouyrrd. But you are so
lightly dressed-pray 60 into bed
again.
am going TO do so. But, suppose,
Monsieur, that it was not simply to
trouble me in this way that you have
come at such an hour! You have
something OF importance to Say to me?
Very important, M. Bouvard. It's
to tell you that you must renounce the
idea of marrying my cousin Nicette to
Monsieur Capdenac.
What do you say?'
You must repounce that project.
Never, MOnsieur-neVer
Don't fly in the face of providence by
using such language
NV resolution is fixed ; this marriage
will take place.
1T will not.
We will see about that. And, now,
that You nave had my answer I'll not
detain you
A speech none too polite, NJ Bouv.
ard but, as | am as good natured as
| am tenacious, | will pass over 1t, and
remain
Stay if it pleases you to do so but
I shall consider you gone and hold no
further conversation with YOU.
Saying which M. Bouvard turned his
face to the wall grumbling to himself:
Was ever such thing seen. Rous.
ing Il man at such an hour-breaking
hi. sleep, only to pour into his ears such
a mack of nonsense -
Suddenly NJ. Bouvard sprans to
sitting posture in his bed.
Anatole had possessed himself Of the
professor S trombone, into which he was
blowing like u deaf man and sending
from the tortured instrument sounds OF
indescribable detestableness.
My presentation trombone give
me my pupils. Let that instrument
alone, monsieur!
Monsieur, YOU consider me gone; I
shall consider you gone-absent, and
shall amuse myself until YOU return.
Couac couac from brout Eth -
that was fine hote !
You will get me turned out OF the
house. My landlord will not allow
trombone to be played here after mid.
night
"A man who evidently hath not mu.
sic in his soul Froutt 'front.' prr!
You will split my ears You'll spoil
my instrumental trombone badly
PLAYED on is trombone destroyed,
monsieur !!
'Couac! prounn, pfa --pra-prrr-
For mercy's sake give over?
will You CONSENT?
TO what ?
TO renouncc the idea Of that mar
rlage?'
Monsieur. cannot!
'Then-colac -
Monsieur Capdenac---
'Prrrroum -
is terrible man to deal with"
'Frrrout =
off were to offer him such an eff.
front he would kill me.
is that the OH y reason which stops
you9'
.That-and several others.