Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1895-09-04

"Bien!'' you should see the linen and
the petticoatsr said Isidore. the hui
morous one of the family He was
great-She was an angel-P' tite Louison
joliv'
Attends. what love! what history!
What, passion;Lthe perfect P'tite Loui-
SOM cried Emile, the Youngest, the
most sentimental ''Ah, NIoliere!" he
added, as if calling on the master to
rise and sing the glories of this daugh-
ter OF romance. Isidore's tale was after
this fashion:
L YER we'll remember the first of it,
and the last of it-who can tell? He
was an actOr-ah, so droll. that Tall.
yer smart, and he play in theater at
Montreal. 1t is in the winter. P'tite
the ,theater and as she go by she slip
on the snow and fall. Out from door
with a jomp come M'sieu Hadrian. and
pick her up. And when he see the
pretty face of P'tite Louison, his eyes
go all fire and ne clasp her hand to his
breast.
'Mademoisellei Mademoisellev he
say, we must meet again!'
She thank him and hurry away quick.
Next day she is skating and she try to
DO the dance of the Blue Fox on the
ice: While she do it, some one come up
swift and catch her hand, and say,
Mademoiselle, let's do it together'-like
L
M ,sleu Hadrian. He not seem like the
other men she know, but he have a
sharp look, he is smooth in the face and
he smile kind like a woman. P'tite
LOuison, she give him her hand and they
run away, and everyone stop to look.
teeth shine, and the ladies say things of
him, and he tell P'tite Louison that she
look YER fine and walk like a queen. l
am there that day, and | see all. and l
think it damn good. [ say, That P'tite
Ll9 g she beat them ALL am only
give her two seats for the theater, and
we go. By gosh, that is grand thing
that play, and M'sieu Hadr1an. he is a
prince; and when he say to his minister.
But, no, my lord, l will marry out of
my star, and where my heart go, not as
LouIson, and she go all red, and some
OF the women look at her, and there is
whisper all round.
Mex day he come to the house where
we stay, but the cure come also pretty
soon and tell her she must go home And
so we come out home. Well. what do
come, too, and we have damn good time
-tlorian, Octave, Felix, Emile, they all
sit and say: 'ParfaitementI 'Ci! Cir
to him all the time Holy. what fine
stories he tell. And he talk about P'tite
LOulSOn, and his eyes get wet, and Emile
say his prayers to him-by gosh, yes. /
think. Well. at last, what you guess?
NJ sieu he come and come, and at last
one day. he say that he leave Montreal
and go to New York. where he get
good place in a big theater his time in
Montreal is finish. SO he speak to Flori-
an and say he want to marry P'tite
Louison, and he say, of course, that he
is not marry and he have money. But
he is Protestan', and the cure at first
YER mad, by gosh! But at last when he
give a hunder' dollars to the church. the
cure say yes. All happy that way for
awhile. P'tite LouisOn, she get ready
quick-holy, what fine things had she,
and it is all to be done in a week. while
the theater in New York wait for I'sieu
And he sit there with us, and play on the
fiddle, and sing songs, and act plays, and
help Elorian in the barn, and Octave to
mend the fence, and the cure to fix the
grapevines on his wall. And he show
me and Emile how to play sword sticks;
and he pick flowers and fetch them to
P'tite IOuisOn, and show her how to
make an omelette and a salad like the
chef of the Louis Quinze hotel, so he say
By gosh, what a good time we have. but
first one, then another. he get a sob in his
throat when he think that P'tite Louison
go to leave us. and the more we try. the