The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1896-09-08
presented an isresistibly comic ap.

presented an iffesistibly comic alp.
pearance.
Threateningly, he came towards me.
The hinges THE hinges, fool - he
yelled
l could not see his face, but l felt
that it was red to bursting.
when you have done laughing,
idiot!' he cried.
But the helmet swayed so oddly on
his shoulders, his voice came from out
1t IN such strange tones, that the more
he gesticulated, the more he yelled
and threatened me, the louder 1
laughed.
At that moment the clock of the
Hotel-de-Vill, striking five, was heard.
"Tho Municipal Councilr' muir.
INJURED my uncle, in q stihed voice,
Quick help me off with this beast
oil machine Wen settle our business
afterwards /"
But suddenly likewise, an idea--o
wild, extraordinary idea-cnme into
my head; but then, whoever is madder
than lover? Besides, L had no
choice of means.
"No" | replied.
My uncle fell back two PAGES in
terror-and again tho enormous
helmet wobbled on his shoulders.
Ono" | repeated, firmly, "I'll not
help you out, unless you give me the
hand of my cousin Rose ~
From the depths of the strangely
elongated visor came, not nm angry
exclamation, but veritable roar. /
had "done It'll had burned my
shipsl
eff you do not consent to do what
| ask OF you," / added, mot only will
| not help you off with your helmet,
but | will call in all your neighbors,
and then go and find the Municipal
Council -
you'll end your days on the scat
fold !" cried my uncle.
"Iho hand of Rose" / repeated.
"GOu told me that it would only be by
force that you would he made to say
'yes'-say lit, or L will call in the
neighbors !"
The clock was still striking; nv
uncle raised his arms as if to curse
me.
Decide at once" 1 cried, "some-
body is coming!"
"Well, then-ycs! !" murmured my
uncle. "But make haste -
con your word of houor?"
con my word of homer! !"
The visor gave way. the gorgct-
piece also, and my uncle's head issuel
from durnnce, red as a poppy.
Just in time. The Chemist at the
corner, colleague in the Municipal
Council, entered the shop.
care you coming?" he asked "they
will be beginning the business without
us"
"rm coming" replied my uncle.
And without looking ut me, be took
up his hat and cane and hurried out.
The next moment all my hopes had
vanished. My uncle would surely not
forgive me.
At dinner time ] took my place Mt
table on his right hand in low spirits,
ate little, ana said nothing.
cit will come with the dessert"
thought.
Rose looked at me, and l avoided
meeting her eyes. As had expected,
the dessert over, my uncle lit his pipe,
raised his head, and then
"Rose-cOmc here !"
Rose went to him.
"Do you know what that fellow
there asked me to do, yesterday"
/ trem6lcd like leaf, and Rose did
the same.
10 givo'him your hand" he added.
"Do you love him."
Rose cast down her eyes.
every WELL" continued my uncle
con this side, the case is complete.
Come here, you"
l approached him.
Here l am, uncle" md, in n
whisper, / added quickly: "Forgiye
me !"
He burst into hearty laugh.
"AIarry her, then. donkoy-sinco
you love her, and | give her to you -
"Ah uncle !"
"Ah!-dear pnpa :"
And Rose and threw ourselves into
his arms.
every good very good!" he crioI,
wiplng his eyes. "Bo happy, thaGs
ali l ask.
And, in turn, he whispered in my
ear:
81 should have given her to you nil
the same, you big goose; but-keep
the story of the helmet between us
two I"
l give you my word that / have
never told it but to Rose, my dear lit.
tie wife. Aud, if ever you pass along
the Rue dos Claqucttes, No. %, Mt the
place OF honor in the old shop, I'll
show you my unclc's helmet, which
we would never cll.-From the
French, in Strand Magazine.
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