The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1894-04-28

| genuine III or anger when ] wanted to
sit down at the corner OF field, under a
tree that afforded a scant shade. He set
10 barking in little irritated voice, cast.
Ing impatient chances at me- Plainly
what was doing was against the rule II
wasn't the custom to stop there. And his
yelps were 80 sharp and exasperating that
| arose 10 resume my walk. Noiraud in
stantly quoted down and went trotting
tayly In advance. | had comprehended
He was satisfied.
Some minutes later we entered on a de
licious road, all flowers, perfume, shade,
oil full Of GOODNESS and the murmur OF
iprings NOiraud suddenly slipped among
the trees, took TO a gallop and vanished
down n little path. | followed him out Of
breath. had not gone hundred steps
when found my Noraud awaiting me.
his head high, his eye shining, In sort OF
hall Of verdure made gay with the song OF
a dainty waterfall. There was an old
rustic bench, and Noiraud's glance turned
lmpatiently from my eyes TO the bench,
from the bench to my eyes ! was begin
ming to understand the language Of MOI
raud. Now" IL said to me, there's
place 10 rest. It's nice here-it's cool You
were stupid. You wanted to stop in the
hot sun. Come, sit down: you may sit
down; / allow you that"
And stopped, and sat down, and
lighted n cigar. | was just on the point OF
Offering Que to Noraud Perhaps he
smoked. But it occurred to me that he
would prefer bit of sugar He caught it
very adroitly on the fly. crunched IL with
zest, lay down and settled himself at my
feet. Evidently here he was used to "A lit
tie halt and little nap.
He scarcely dozed ten minutes. | was
now completely at ease. Noiraud began to
| Inspire me with absolute confidence had
made up my mind to obey him blindly. He
rose, stretched, gave me little sidelong
| glance which signihed Lets start, my
friend, let's start" And away we went
like two old friends, through the wood at
gentler pace. Noiraud was enjoying the
charm. the silence the sweetness of the
place. On the road awhile back in haste
to escape the heat and dust he had gone
on with a little firm, quick gait. He was
marching to get through. And now
refreshed, relaxed. Noiraud was walking
Tor the pleasure OF walking in one of the
prettiest little paths Of the Canton Of
Vaud.
A road opens to the left A slight hest
tation on Noiraud's part. Then he passes
by and keeps on his route straight ahead,
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trouble in his manner. Now he stops. He
must have made a mistake. Yes, for
he retraces his steps. and we take the road
to the left. which, at the end Of hundred
PAGES, brings us to n sort OF amphitheater,
and NOiraud, nose in air, invites me TO con
template the very respectable height OF the
impossible wall Of rocks that forms this
amphitheater When Noiaud and have
contemplated sufficiently about face, and
we resume the little path through the
wood. Noiraud had forgotten TO show me
| the rocky amphitheater-a slight error
quickly repaired.
The route soon becomes very steep,
broken, difficult. | can only advance slow
ly with infinite precaution. Noiraud leaps
lightly from rock TO rock, but does not de
sert me- Ie waits for me, fixing upon me
a look Of the most touching solicitude
Finally begin to hear a sort of boiling:
Noiraud yelps ioyousy.
Courage" he says to me. Courage.
We are nearing it, You shall see the
Caldron." a stream, modest enough and
from a modest height falls with backward
Jets and rebounds into great rock slight.
ly followed out. | should hardly be paid
for this laborious ascent by seeing this
mediocre marvel il had not had for a
companion this brave Noiraud who is
much more interesting and very much
more remarkable than the Caldron.
On each side of the stream, in little
Swiss chalets, are placed two milk stands,
kept by two little Swiss girls. one blonde,
one brunette. both in the national cos
tune, eagerly watching my arrival from
the threshold of their houselets, veritable
little boxes, cut out by machinery.
It seems to me that the little blonde has
very pretty eyes, and | had already made
three or four steps toward her. when
Noiraud breaking into furious banks, res
olutely bars my passage. Can he have a
preference for the little brunette'
change my direction. Yes that was it.
Noiraud's friend enters her little play
house, and Noiraud follows at her heels.
Through a half open window ! followed
Noiraud with my eyes The wretch. He
Is being served before me. II is he who
first has his big bowl Of milk. He is
venal
After which, with little drops Of milk on
his mustacbes, Noiraud comes to keep me
company and watch me drink my milk.
give him IA bit OF sugar, and, both satisfied
absolutely with each other, breathing our
lungs full Of the light and lively air OF the
mountain at this height OF thousand or
twelve hundred feet, we pass delicious
half hour Noiraud commences to give
signs Of impotence and perturbation.
read his eyes now like an open book. We
must start. | pay, rise, and as stare to
the right toward the road that brought us
up the mountain, notice that my Noiraud
has gone and planted himself ON the left at
the entrance TO another road. He fastens
upon me serious, severe look. How
much progress have made In a couple Of
hours, and how tho silent eloquence OF
Noiraud has become familiar to me.
What do you think OF mef' says moi
raud to me. do you suppose I'm going
TO take you over the same road twices
No. no. really. PM good guide. | know
my business. We shall go down by ano-
Their road"
We descend again by another road which
IL far prettier than the first. Noiraud
merrily turns toward me often with a lit
tie air Of triumph and joy. We pass
through thu village, and on the square by
the station Noiraud il assailed by three
or four dogs Of his acquaintance who seem
strongly inclined TO gossip and play liz
tie with their comrade. They try to stop
him as he passes, but Noiraud. growing
grumbling. sharply rcpulses their adj
vances. 'You see what have to do.
am taking this gentleman TO the station -