The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1896-08-06

t&istakable and restless look Of the
Eaff. On his head was g crown of but
cons, silver, bone, pearl, presumably
sewn together on cardboard and
shaking a headgear of remarkable bril-
Nancy. Behind him walked a gray
Aeiret: gray-eyed woman in ordinary
syarb. Her look was clear and steady.
Her demeanOr in every way sane.
Vet though it was plain to see she was
r. commonplace, rustic woman, there
was something august in her carriage,
rnaccountably so, perhaps, but as nat
lral as the studied pose of the other
was constrained md unnatural. He.
eyes were set fairly upon the fantasia
cal figure before her with a meek, pa
Gent look and an evident interest be-
yond his ludicrous pOmp and preOccu-
patton.
1t was not surprising, then, to the
notary that this apparition, empha-
E!zed in the magic atmosphere of the
E-SnneF twilight, should have made
Brabon cry out with astonishment:
"Allons! What is this monsieur? l
Awe been III st. Pyx many times be-
fore. but declare this is newv'
"A very pathetic affair it is, Bra
eon." said the notary, taking a chair
f.ra looking ut his watch, to be assured
Ne had time to tell the tale before GO
Ang for his customary evening chat
's1i:th NJ. LIE Cure in the presbytery rose
garden.
''There is taleY'
swell. as you villa history, moth
TSng absorbing, but very human very
touching. Old Cesaire Moisson, q man
with large family, thrifty, sober,
ss,God-fearing man, ence owned the mill
:: 10y the River Of Angels
Eyes. | see it from here-the suat,
y white building near the cluster of will
~Icws yonder."
EXACTLY Well, he was man with
e considerable family, said-did 1
. not ?-and when the epidemic Of small
/. pox occurred in the village-that was
many years ago, monsieur-poor Mois-
SONS family was attacked, and one
sRfter another, his wife and children,
passed away, and he himself, indeed,
till there was only left his son Zeph-
rim, whom you saw go by moment
since"
f 1T left him so-the small pox?"
S'NO. He was not at home when the
epidemic occurred; he was at college,
sOld Cesaire managed to put by enough
rsilver to educate the lad-the brightest
~of his brood-and M. LIE Cure also con
=tributed, for he had hopes that Zeph-
fEin would become a priest"
'"Then, presume, the shock Of the
great calamity unbalanced the young
mans mind?"
THAT may be pretty true monsieur,
though for long time after the affair
Ee was thought to be perfectly sound
mentally. Well, Zephrin was obliged
to leave college and take up the bust
ness of the mill-a lonely task it must
have been for one W no had tasted the
ssweets of knowledge. Then every
dusty timber of the islill must have
seemed to him like a ghost of the hap
Ply Gays when the place was brimming
with laughter and good cheer.
''1Ie was not liked by the villagers
ION account Of his silent and arrogant
manner; he was unlike any other mill
-er who had ever been known When
sthe inhabitants came with their grists
fhe received them with the grand air of
"a seigneur of the old days, who, amid
his courtly encourage, received the
:feifs of his dependents. It's like that
always grumbled the crones; poor
parents fill their children's minds with
foolish notions of greatness! Poor old
Cesaire himself-rest to his bones
was not like this peacock, Cesaire
knew his place bon vieux! A miller is
a miller, if his head be crammed with
-I.E.in or -four dust!'
Every one pitied Zephrin, OF
.coSrse, on account Of his great be
re1vement, and the business of the
mill suffered no great retrogression il
consequence Of his singular demeanor
Il Tk.s exclusiveness, this hauteur, how
ever, was taken lightly by the young
fox Of the village, and often Of a sum
mar's evening, like this one, for in
stance, they passed by the mill cryins
up at Zephrin, who invariably poret
over his books in the little dorne
window, 'Eehold the king of the mill!
Then, with gestures of mock gravity
Z think of him mighty empire of rats!
Quite so,v said Barbon, s.the,
tkunted him into insanity with thes
Kibes. The crown! the robes! j Sc
q new how they camel
Indirectly these taunts may hav
affected his mind. monsieur. His cur
sosls attire ard mien are obvic us!y sue
gesti*a nf 40 fact: but it is my opill
K Tor ~, sad Geran@e;n ant is only partl
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