The morning call., 1893-10-29

Elise. ia santel The church candles, big
as mast. will be lighted when we anchor
in the Rance, nest pas?"
"Oh, la la! A man married is q bird In
a cage. Of you would fly when the sun
came out and the door opened"
What. with my wings clipped? No.
shall only go fishing for turbot and lobster
then"
That's what l intend to do. Elise, with
my new boat, and you will go sailing with
me" said BOulu. with merry twinkle in
his eve. Il shall venture no more on the
seas"
INA foil A lovely yacht with me on
board, fit to go to Havre for show! You
would complain that your wife is too beau
tiful."
Elise. am yours when L come back" 4"
pleaded Boulu.
What happinessP'
"Pourquoi nonl Wait till October
There will be no more fish left on the
banks of Terre Neuve."
mo. not If you keep going there. All,
captain. a widow knows when she's
happy. You are all flaTterers and shifty
and deep as the sea. When the elders
good the fields grow roses"
''Eh. bienl Elise, you are the queen of
the roses. You will look handsome in
church beside me! l ain a proper nosy
myself"
''With the leaves falling" interiected
Blanche as she glanced at the rotund
Davigators scanty locks.
Yes. and changing color soon." added
the widow.
The fire of the Pigeon Blanc has the right
warmth"
Only for the good people privileged to
sit by it. Who is 10 carry the Iogs?"
Trust me for that. Elise! First get
the candles lighted and then we shall sing
by the hearth"
well, don't both get drowned and then
one of you may have chance, laughed the
widow roguishly with teasing look and
arch set of her coifed head.
"Oh, hol Ha. hap And the company
broke into merriment and banter, and
shouted, Which is it to be? Who is to
be drowned 2"
"a race for the bride~ roared Pierre
Leroux. Royals and bonnets spread !
CAPTAIN Lapaix. good fortunep'
Captain B0ulu wins" vociferated the
friends of the round favorite, and then
there was clattering of cider glasses, and
Widow LetaQuennou, no thought her joke
had been accepted too seriously, had her
health toasted rapturOusly.
You mean t?" said the thin Lapaix.
with touch OF earnestness.
THAT settles it," said the happy Boulu.
Don't stay too long. The bells may
ring merrily before you see Cancale again.
.femme bonne, vaut une couronne.'
Messleurs les cspitaines, nous verronsi
Only one Of you get drowned, and as for
the other he can swim ashore"
An! Elise. you tease us. Boulu. a race
with you! First in port first in favorl
The last conner to salute the victor"
"Parbleu! race be ii Oui, par ex-
emple, the Loup is a good runner. The
first round Cape Frehel hoists the flag,
Elise, the Loup Will winP'
And so the understanding. half In ear
nest and half in jest, was duly ratified aud
vowed with bumper in cider. and then
the big kitchen was cleared of all imnedi-
ments of furniture, and the COMPANY for
good hour had lively set-Io in dancing.
the rival captains in turn leading the fair
Elise through the Quadrile and telling one
another that the dancing would be more
merry in the autumn, as TO which the
widow gave the caution that the sea is
wide and abounds in fine fish.
The Loup and PAigle sailed within the
same week from ST. Malo, had prosper
Gus voyage and were without delay out on
the fshing-grounds and their crews put to
work catching the cod which there have
abonnded since the historical time of
Jacques Cartier, the dIscOverer Of Can
ada. who also was a ST. Maloene. The
season, with brief spells at st. Pierre or
MiaueIon, passes In hooking all the fish
that can possibly be lured ON to the lines
and splitting and preserving them for the
French market. The peche de mo rue is
one of the most important that the French
follow. and employs thousands of men.
This year the luck of the catch was