The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-07-10

transported 20 tie chamber of deputies,
but he was alone In his seht in the de.
| serted room, which was dimly lighted
1 BY faint twilight All the desks were
locked, all the doors closed. No trace
| ct anything human was to be seen, but
an enormous MAt very high and shaped
like d garden reservoir stood ON the
presidents desk. Grandcadet gazed al
it stupidity. All nc once the morstrosity
became convulsed and commenced to
voinit an innumerable quantity Of little
squares Of white paper, ON each Of which
the unfortunate deputy, endowed with
supernatural sight, could read the name
OF his opponent at the last election. Bnt
suddenly the hat collapsed like q gibbet,
the top lowered, the walls contracted,
and Grandcadet, overwhelmed with sur
/ prise and horror, found himself before the
court Of assizes between two gendar1nes
and recognized under the red sleeved
robes and gold braided caps Of the presi-
dent and two assistant judges his porter,
his hairdresser and his housakeeper at
Paris. all three ruined by the Panama
scheme And the president rose, and in
. deep voice read the following extraor-
dinary sentence. which condemned MI.
Grandcadet, the ex-deputy, to gild the
Eiffel tower at his own expense from
top 20 bottom in six months time and
then TO be impaled ON the lightning rod
Of the edifice.
This was too frightfull The member
OF parliament awoke with start. It
was just dawn. M. Grandcadet recog-
nized the hillsides and vines OF his cleo
toral county.
Decidedly, .civet' 10 not good for
me, he thought ut gives me very
stupid dreams. But / must mot give
into these bad dreams ann sure OF my
constituents. No Socialists among them
and the only possible candidate OF the
Monarchists, the Marquis de La Tour
Prend- Guarde, the partisan of M. Jaime,
Ii not to be feared Besides no one
knows the story Of my 90, 900 francs.
Come. have courage !"
a carriage stood waiting for M. le
Deputy ct the station. The perfect tran
quillity OF his native city seemed good
omen to him. On his way home the
white horse painted ON the signboard Of
the hotel at which the Boulangists
met did not neigh at him and cry out.
Down with robbers!'' or the cock on
the weather vane Of the church steeple
sing, Panama. under pretense of
Growing.
As soon as he reached home his serv-
ant Theregine, who had been expectin.
him, served his cafe an lait and while
he was thoroughly enjoying it, IN.
Grandcadet, said the young peasant,
with worried air, II have something
very distressing to tell You -
And what is 10, my girlf''
I'm the first place, am about to be |
married.
To Pierre, the harness maker across |
the street? Well, that has been decided |
upon for two years past ] know all |
about that. Is it still for next week?''
Yes But listen. Before could be |
married it was necessary for me to go |
to confession and tell H. le Cure of a
sin had committed against you. y
A sini And against me?''
Yes, monsieur, forgive me, cged /
Theresine, bursting into food Of tears |
II have stolen from you. yes, for the |
last two years, and ] told nj. lie Cure, |
and he has ordered me to return the |
money which have taken from you,
and here is your money. Oh, to the last
penny, swearP'
And the unhappy girl, putting her
hand in her pocket, pulled ont hand
ful Of gold and poured it on the table
In front Of her master. -
What is tAat you say2 You have
stolen from mep' cried M. Grandcadet,
filed with astonishment and anger.
Alas, monsieur, do not dismiss me
and tell no one, implore you. You see
! was not altogether dishonest, as have
every sou 20 You =
well, that id all right, but leave
me, replied her master impatiently.
And left alone NJ Grandcadet fell
into reverie. Do not for one moment
imagine that he for an instant thought
of making restitution Of his %, 900
francs Doodle Once for all let it be un-
ierstood he considered it profit acquired
and legitimately acquired No; in face
of this poor girls action, TO whom the
priest had recalled her forgotten cate
shism, IL was q sociological reflection
10 the statesman which presented itself
% M. Grandcadet's mind. He dreamed
'or q few moments. Then gathering mp
;he money left by Theresine and stuffing
t into his pocket-and then, would you |
believe it?--he, the ardent free thinker
Who had voted for all the anticlerical
nils, murmured softly TO himself: 1T
. true saying. You must have re-
igion for the poor Francois Coppee.
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