Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1893-06-30
A SECOND MARRIAGE.

have you-and quite right-and she took
what was left of that Benoit, who'll laugh
at you over his mush and milk"
"Ha, hal Benoit will want some -four
some day, with no money" And the old
man chuckled and rubbed his hands on his
knees.
That's nothing; he has the girl-an an
gelr'
"That is what said of her-an angelo
Get married yourself, Farette."
For reply Farette thrust a bag Of native
tabac into Medallion's hands. Then they
went over the names of the girls in the viii
lage. Medallion had objections to each for
whom he wished better future, but they
decided at last on Julie Creeve, who Me-
dalton thought would in time profoundly
increase Farette's respect for the memory
of his first wife, for Julie was not an angel.
Then the details were ponderously thought
ont by the miller and ponderously acted
upon, with the dry approval of Medallion,
who dared not tell the cure of his compile
ity, though he was without conjunction.
He had a sense of humor and knew there
could be no tragedy in the thing-for Julie
But the miller was a careful man and
original in his methods. He still possessed
the wardrobe of the first wife, carefully
preserved by his sister-even to the wonder
full gray watered poplin which had been
her wedding dress-and these he had taken
out, shaken free of cayenne, camphor and
lavender and sent upon the back of Par
pom, the dwarf, to the house where Julie
lodged (she was an orphan), following him
self with a statement on brown paper show
ing the extent of his wealth, and parcel of
very fine -four from the new stones in his
mill. All was spread out, and then he made
Il x-;r nd
doning his one offense of age by assuring
her that every tooth in his head was sound.
This was merely the concession of polite
ness for he thought his offer handsome.
Julie slyly eyed the wardrobe and as sly
ly smiled, and then initiating Farette's
manner, though Farette could not see it
and Parpon spluttered with laughter, said:
Monsieur, you are great man. The gray
poplin is noble, also the flour and the writ
ing on the brown paper Monsieur, you go
to mass, and all your teeth are sound. You
have a dog churn, also three feather beds
and five rag carpets. You have sat on the
grand jury. Monsieur, l have a dot. &C
cept you. Monsieur, will keep the brown
paper, and the gray poplin, and the -four"
Then, with a grave, elaborate bow, Mon
sieu "
That was the beginning and end of the
courtship. For though Farette came every
Sunday evening and smoked by the fire
and looked at Julie as she accumulated and
arranged the necessities for her dot, he only
chuckled and now and again struck his
thigh and said, Mon Dieu, the ankle, the
eye, the good child Julie, there' Then he
would fall to thinking and chuckling
again. One day he asked her to make him
some potato cakes of the -four he had given
a taS no ha
could not cook she was even ignorant of
buttermilk pudding.
He went away overwhelmed, but came
back some days afterward and made an
other speech. He had laid his plans before
Medallion, who approved of them. He
prefaced the speech by placing the blank
marriage certificate on the table. Then he
said that his first wife was such "A cook that
when she died he paid for an extra mass
and six very fine candles. He called upon
Parpon to indorse his words, and Parpon
nodded to all he said, but catching jules
eye went off into gurgles of laughter, which
be pretended were tears by smothering his
face in his capote.
Madame" said the miller. II have
thought. Some men go to the avocat or the
cure with great things, but l have been on
pilgrimage; have sat on the grand jury.
There, madamel' His chest swelled; he
blew out his cheeks; he pulled Parpon's ear
as Napoleon pulled his Wallets. Madame,
allons Babette, the sister of my first wife
-ah she is great cook also-well, she was
pouring into my plate the soup-there is
nothing like pea soup with a fine lump of
pork and thick mOlasses for the buckwheat
cakes. Madame, allonsl Just then
thought. 1t is very good; you shall see;
you shall learn how to cook. Babette will
teach you. Babette said many things
got mad and spilled the soup. Madame-eh,
holyl what turn has your waistp'
At last he made it clear to her what his
plans were, and to each and all she consent
ed, but when he had gone she sat and
| laughed till she cried and for the hundredth
time took out the brown paper and studied
the list of Farette worldly possessions.
The wedding day came. Julie performed
her last real act of Remuneration when she
wore the gray watered poplin in spite of the
protests of her friends, made modern by
her own hands The wedding day was the
anniversary of Farette's first marriage, and
the cure faltered in the eXhortation when
he saw that Farctte was dressed in COM
plete mourning even to the Grape hat
streamers, as he said, out of respect for the
memory of his first wife and kind of trib-
ute to the second.
At the wedding breakfast. at which Me
dallion and Parpon W. = in high glee, Far
cite announced that ne would take the
honeymoon himself n leave his wife to
learn from old Babetl how to cook. Sc
he went away alone ecrfully with by
mental rice fallingi in i ,crs on his mourn
ing garments, and he new wife was as
cheerful as he and ia ~ rice also. She
learned how to cook al Ina time Farettt
learned that he had his nctrue inspiration
when he wore mourning 6 his second mar
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