The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-09-04

'What do tho gentlemen desired"
asked tho little old man.
IN Bidoehe replied Edgar
"Yoa tho wretched Bidoobe,
added Anatolo, shaking bis ruined
bat IN one hand, aud with tho other
placing the potato on the tip Of the
musicians nose.
M Bidoche2" replied the old man
politely II do not know him. ]
never heard Of him.
whats that2 What's that?" cried
Edgar "Aro you trying to deceive
us?"
"Not at all. " answered the old man
quietly. ''Taero must DO a mistake
somewhere. Ny name is Molesquin.
l am the solo bassoon in the orches-
ira Of the Theatre des Gobelins, and /
moved in this morning"
Just our luck, cried EdgaR "Bi-
doehe must have moved out"
Then, continued Aualolc. "you
arc not the man who threw this pota-
to on my hatl@
II only cat green vegetables an
swored MolesQuin Nevertheless If
the gentlemen will come in for O short
while l will play them my part IN the
Tour de Nesles' There are some
interesting passages in it
Anatolo and Edgar did not like TO
refuse, and went into the old musi-
clans room. Molesquin gave them a
seat aud then going up to his music
stand he played through, for their
benefit the whole Of the first bassoon
part in the "Tour de Nesles.
Edgar made brave face over it,
while Anatole sat atthe window with his
potato in his hand and scarcely able to
contain his impotence.
Suddenly the musician struck false
note. 1t increased Anatole's impa.
tience 80 much that he gave a jump,
and in doing so allowed the potato to
slip from his fingers. It rolled over
the window sill and with a hop disap-
peared into the street below.
When Mile. Aglae dropped her po-
tato into the street she was overcome
with fear. She hurriedly shut her
window so that in case there had been
an accident no one would suspect her
Then she sat down and quietly waited
the turn of events What then, was
her terror when she heard steps COM
ing up the stairs-the steps of men ;
of two men, heavy and loud.
They're policemen" she thought
and at the thought her little heart be-
gan to beat more quickly, while cold
perspiration broke cut on her pretty
white shoulders
But just when she expected to hear
the mems cruel fists knocking at the
door Of her little room her face sud
denly resumed its calm and peaceful
expression
The steps had stopped at the dooi
of the neighboring room, and sh,
heard the bell ring, the door open an(
the strange visitors pass into the room
behind.
Still she was afraid to move for
some time, fearing with logical min,
that when the police found the tenant
next door were innocent they woul
come in and accuse her. After som
moments, however, she gained enougI
courage to conceal the basket and pc
tatoes, which must otherwise hav
appeared so much against her, AM
forced herself to put on an innocen
expression with which to meet tn
police.
After waiting little longer an
hearing no noise of steps, but onl
the bassoon, she became completed
treasured.
In order to make assurance doubl
sure she opened her cupboard and
taking out the milk jar, opened th
door quietly and crept down the stail
and into the street to get four sous
worth OF milk from the dairy az tn
corner. In this way she hoped t
make an alibi, and her case would b
too strong for the slightest suspicion
Besides, she wanted some milk to DO