Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1896-11-12
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lOle, WHO WIS UlO"iuS Win OIL AAC
might in one of the professors instru-
meHs.
my trombone, sir! Presented by my
pupils! Let go, sir!'
Consider you as departed, sir, and
am beguiling the tedious moments
waiting for your return"
stop, l say! My landlady allows no
practicing. She cannot love music as
l do"
II beg of you. stop"
do you consent, then"
What do you mean?"
you must give UP this marriage"
Mr. Capdenac has my word"
promise me that II make him give
up my cousin will be free"
III you can do that. yes"
where does he live?"
"No. 100 Rue des Deem-Epees"
"Au revoir." cried Anatole. hastily
leaving BOuvard.
1t was o'clock when he arrived at
NJ. Capdenac's.
who is there?" called a rough voice
through the door.
"Open. l have a message from Nj.
Bouvard.'
The noise Of three different keys In
as many locks was heard.
"a very prudent man." thought Ana
tole. At last the door opened.
Mr.. Capdenac's rooms were literally
hung with arms OF all kinds, yatagh-
ans, poisoned arrows, pistols. swords,
a veritable arsenal. This alone was
enough to make timid soul quail.
Sir" said Anatole, you wish to
marry Miss Nicette. 1t must not be!'
"And who will prevent it?"
Il will"
Capdenac looked at Anatole, who.
though not very large, seemed q de-
termined man.
"Ah, young man. you are very lucky
to find me in kind mood. Do you
know that out Of the twenty duels l
| boast five of my adversaries were
killed, the rest wounded? consider
your youth and spare you. Go away
while it is yet time"
Il am aware OF your great skill, sir.
and Judge you are a worthy adversary.
Come, let us take these two swords.
| or these marine axes or these firearms.
What are you thinking about?"
"Your mother and her grief
Il have no mother. Come. what do
you think of this revolver"
Don't trifle with firearms!
Are YOU afraid? You are shaking
with cold"
"Come, will you fight or give up Nj"
| cette?"
II like your bravery. Let us un
| derstand each other. For some lime
back l have thought Of getting out 81
! this marriage But must not seem
| to be threatened out of 1t. You have
| threatened me"
II will take 1t all back"
Every we'll. then"
will you write and sign your with
drawal?"
II see 1 must do as you wish"
| Armed with the precious document
| Anatole ran back to Mr. Bouvard's. He
handed him the paper and ran to Nj.
| cette's door, calling to her to wake up
dress and come down.
! what can be the natter" she asked
soon after appearing In the drawing
| room.
"Your cousin is a mailman" an
nounced Mr. Bouvard.
"Mad I may be-" said Anatole, ''bu
Nicette will thank her stars for wha
I have accomplished this night. Mr.
Capdenac releases you and your guar
dian consents to your union with tn
one you love-"
Truly. guardian, may marry Ana
tole?" .-.-..
WHAT! exclaimed Anatole.
"Since 1t Is you love. cousin"
At this moment Anatole felt his hear
give a leap. Was it Joy. or anguish
or death?
"Oh. misery! She loves me. Hap
piness within reach. and yet I mus
die!
Then he laid his fevered hands o.
Nicette's and told her all.
"Impossible!" she cried. THAT doc
tor is mistaken. Who Is he?"
"A man who is never mistakenly
Bardais.' 90
laughing loud and long. 'Bardais
See what the paper says of him."
"Bardais, the eminent savant. ha
been stricken with mental alteration
His mania takes a scientific turn. Hav
ing long made a study of poisonou
substances, he fancies every one b
meets poisoned and doomed" etc.
"Nicette!
"Anatolew And they fell in eac
others arms.