The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1894-09-06

II shall keep her." answers my
grandmother.
1T is over two years that you have
kent her from US. want her, " adds my
mother. IF Juliette had brother or
sister. would give her to you, assure
you.
.sWhy has she neither brother nor /
q sister?'' asked my grandfather, with a /
smile us it our fault:'
I, too, ask myself why L have not a /
little brother or q little sister tea
myself my grandmother IS right, ana
that my parents from Blerancourt are
wrong.
You must give Juliette back to Us
says my father again.
mo, neveSr' answers my grand
father.
Then begins a scene which has been
renewed during my whole childhood,
in which they cry out sharply; III which
they pull me first to one side, then to
the other; in which they kiss me, with
faces all wet; in which they grow angry
and scold; in which they make me
idiOtic by asking me:
"Win you come with u.s." "WiH
you remain with as"
| answer, crying, having no idea OF
nav cruelty toward my father and moth
er: Il want my grandmother! L want
Artherise and my grandfather!
On that day, as very often afterward,
nv parents yielG-they become ap-
peased. Ny grandmother, by force OF
! tenderness, obtains from them the con-
| ceesion tat they will leave me at
Chaury. My father repeats to me
| hundred times:
do you love your papa and mann
| MAJ
Yes, yes, yes
NV grandmother adds:
I'VE must begin her education, which
can only be done at Chauny. She shall
! 90 to the boarding school tomorrow.
NV mother puts on her hat, my IA
ther wraps her in her shawlS, they enter
the carriage, and I send them some
kisses on the tips Of my fingers.
The next morning l am awakened
early. I am still very sleepy. That
which, when very little, according to
the expression Of my grandfather, l
called ''the family drama, has IT,
tigued me.
As it is my habit, III the large salon
with four windows, which my first rec
objections paint to me as immense, and
which since then has grown a good deal
smaller. [ am seated near the fire be-
tween my grandfather and my grand
mother, OF going from the knees OF the
one to the knees Of the other. Arthe
mise is standing up. and my dresses ar
snread out upon q chair. They dres
mo after having washed ne-a thing
7,,,1oh olthOj1 oh
is a small matter-a little ON the face
and the hands, and even then my grand
: father says to my nurse:
l LET her alone. You will make pm
; pies come to her face. "
Instead of my pretty white dress O
the evening before, they have put O
: me a dark one. My white apron IS GOV
, cred all over by black apron L fin
,, that [ am not pretty, and feel SAD
Ny grandfather says:
> Poor, good little wOman!'
> 1 burst into sobs. know well enoug
Z what q boarding school is. have som
: LARGE friends who go there. l might b
proud Of it, but [ am not. am afralo
[ repeat through my tears: GRAND
1 mother, I will be good. / do not wan
to so to boarding school. Keep III
" here.
J My grandfather says that they miSt
u let the winter pass before sending me
= boarding school
Ie Arthemise declares that / am yet tC
ittle-that it is a murder!
~ That word murder is sounding to tn
. day in nv ears, like the explosion OF
:" bomb.
"A murder, a murder!" exclaims IL
grandmother, with her face all rex
10 You are crazy.
d Here is again "a family drama.
10 Nv grandfather calls Arthemlse ms
IT lent. After having become angry the
III do not get ever il as easily as my pa
=. ents.
!, This evening you shall pack yo'
- trunk" says my grandmother to II
. nurse. land tomorrow you shall retul
y to Caumanchon. Leave the room!'
You might have scolded her, b
~ ~ not sent her away says my grandt
~ Their This girl loves the little o.
- sincerely. Besides, after all, she
~ right. 1t is murder. Let Jullette PHI
y, a year or two more.
- Il want her to surpass all the OF
~ ers," answers my grandmother d
sides-be still. -
~ eta, ia, tar' repeats my grandf
IL Their, who always gives up with the
three words.
~ My grandmother takes me by t
In hand, and there I am, on the way
boarding school.
Ny friend the grocer, to whom
~ bring all my pennies to get sugar bal
- yellow, red, white ones, Sreets Us, a
my grandmother tells him that she
~ taking me to boarding school.
ssYou want to make a savant of her
=, answers the grocer.
III The butchers wife is at her desk
no the wide open shop. She asks wher
W. am going thus with my black apron
it is for punishment. As my gran
-. mother answers, ITO boarding school
81 the butchers wife adds: 1T is the sa'
- thing Poor little dear!'
IN The large door of Nine. Dufe
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