St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1893-04-13
THE ST. JoHNsBURY CALIFORNIAN, APRIL 1s, 1898

ing centuries of time, Belize came
back 70 France-to Paris. Then 1t
was he blossomed out into the bou-
ieVardier, and was as we have first
seen him pictured
He bought q htllc hit of land back
OF M"ntmorlrc. the neig hborhood
IS not exclusive. so land v not ex-
pensive there; and retired colonel
is not a CrGsus. In this spot he
pottered about and planted and
dug and raised his roses, and, with
the aid of his old woman house
keeper led quite an ideal existence.
His one extravaganza was a large
white laponica every day; for "she
loved white japonicas," he was
wont to say to himself. The after
noon would see him take the bus
Tor the town., and then promenade
in the Bots. This life led him to in
dulge in day dreaming, and it was
thus that he began to believe that
people who saw him always COM
mented, "Ah c'est IN brave, ce ca !"
The exposition saw him haunting
the Algerian quarter, and day after
day he would wander about and chat
with those in charge, vastly pleased
at the Difference paid him as an old
Algerian officer. But the exposition
closed, as such things will, and then
ne wandered over to the gardens
around the old Tuileres, glad to sit
there and muse for his last view Of
his emperor had been in these gar
/ dens.
One day he noticed a very fat and
torid-faced woman on a bench near
him, who was accompanied by a
child OF three or four years and the
chIld's nurse. He was much inter
ested in the behavior of the young
one, and after finding them in the
same spot day after day, he once
ventured to say to the stout wom-
an:
Madame this is your grandson, |
presume ~
Not grandson, monsieur, but
granddaughter. The only child OF
my only son"
He bowed and said Alas am
childless, but | love children. May
be seated, madame? Thank you
What is the little ones name?"
Justine, monsieur Justine d'Aux
Giles Bernard. You are ILL.," inquir
ed the fat woman.
Nothing. 1t is really nothing
madame. am an old soldier; {
) wound hurt me. Believe me it i,
nothing. You have spoken a name
have not heard in thirty years. Die
you know Justine-Justine d'Aux
: elleS ?"
Justine d'Auxelles?" went on TIL
fat woman. why, I am, or was
Justine d AuxeIes."
Col. Beltec murmured: Il had I
cousin who once knew her, and wa
ever talking OF her. He told me sh
died in Brussels years ago"
All Well, he was mistaken
My sainted father was afraid
would marry a scamp of fellow
the colonel wnced-"who wen
e out to Algeria, so he had some
thing put in a paper in some littl
town in Belgium, and had som
q copies sent to Algeria assure 70
b | am alive
a Colonel Bcltec smiled-IIeave'
/ such a >ickly smilc,-and said, 80
G see, madame Then he hastil
added: well, 1 must go May
n kiss the little Justine' Yes Her,
D little one come to an old man for
=, salute Al revoir, madame an
b lifting his marvellous hat, he bowe
{ and lett
+ That night at dinner Old Cecil
5 heard him murmur, with a sad ton
c in his voice
+ "Shc was wrong Justine, m
u little Justine, is dead died Ion
J. years ago, and is buried Then
>. pause. Then They are sad"theS
d thoughts Heaven..how fat tina
3. woman ISL Harper's Weekly.
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