The Meeker herald., 1894-06-23

VI 'ie season, you know, darling. It's
sure, almost, to rain, and / certainly
risK serious pneumonia, but for 2G,-
ooo francs; and for once, at any rate,
am bound to go with him."
10 as you think best dearest.
business before everything, always.
only you will not return too late?"
No, at II o'clock, sharp The last
.rain leaves Versailles Mt II. He'll
hold, to dead certainty, that fellow,
to seeing everything to an end"
But for such 4 good client one
must endure it."
"how good you are, darling! But
you will not be lonesome. Happily
your people will be with you to keep
you company"
mo, should only miss You the
more. shall go to mamma, | think,
Tor the evening, If you do not mind"
"a happy thought, my Adele! Have
you no others, perhaps?"
And thus the brigand caioled and
embraced her, and the delicate little
point that had given Moisinel such
trouble and pondering to properly ar
range had arranged itself in the
twinkling of an eye and without the
slightest hitch or difficulty.
Sunday arrived; the program de-
cided upon was agreeably carried out
by Moisinel-the trip to Chaville for
violets first: the dinner later on. at
the Cafe Richie.
dinner very jolly and familiar,
the pretty little dressmalSer was full OF
spirits and gay jokes, and the dinner
and the jokes were both well washed
down with plenty OF good wine, which
added considerably very naturally, to
the ordinary spirit of such occasions.
But this was not the only consc-
quence of the washing down. The
wines of the Cafe Richie and other res
taurantS of its kind are fully as high
in price as they are excellent in quail
ity. Moisinels stock of small bills
was soon exhausted. He was a pru-
dent man; a thousand franc note was
too big a sum to trust to the hands of
garcon he did not know; briefly, he
must go himself to the cashiers desk
to change it to coin, merely an alb
sencc of minute or two from his
charmer's side.
And firm in the thrifty and cautious
habits of lifetime of business exacti-
tudc, and in spite of the brunette's
chatting suspicion that he intended to
leave her in the lurch there to foot
the bill, Moisinel held to his deter
mination and the door of cabinet Is
temporarily closed upon him.
In the interval, while changing his
bill, Moisincl was busily thinking,
mentally drawing contrasts between
the plump brunette and "his Adele
not entirely favorable to the former,
She was distinctly n little vulgar with
her loud lau ghter and still louder an
ecdotes.
1t was not "his Adele" that spoke q
language like this-''his Adele!' and
to think that he should deceive such
an angel. Rascal! Scamp! Scallawag
lie had had enough of it already. He
would never rccommcncc. never. OF
his word of honor!
All the same, he must now return
to the little one; he was not the vi
comte of her friend of the workshop,
MOI And the cabinet-ah behold it
before him-No. Is! And Moisincl, as
he spoke, turned the handle. Three
cries simultaneously resounded.
The first from the waiter, who, toe
late, clamored: stop, stop, please
Monsieur deceives himself! That is
not Is, but No 49,"
The other two cries were uttered by
the guests of cabinet 10, into which,
he found himself, all unwittingly,
making this brusquc interruption and
deranging an obviously very tender
interview.
The gentleman had roared:
"Sa-a-c ere blcu"
The lady shriekcd:
"Ciel, My husband"
And her husband. for fact, the
lady being no other than "his Adele -
thus occupying the leisure time left
upon her hands by the springtimc
fugue of her lord and master. Drawn
by the stir and outcry, the occupants
of the other cabinets had run to the
spot, and there, among them, ran the
little brunette of No. IS.
But the pencil of simple chronicler
renounccs picturing the scene thai
followed. How have they settled it,
you ask? In the only way it was pos
sible to settle it-Moisinel and his
wife have decided to pardon each
other; sort of double-entry case OF
forgiveness, you know, upon one con-
dition-that each has a day of going
out, but the same day, and always to-
rether-n naturally.
Advice Wanted.