Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1896-01-23

was hastily locked upon him and ID,
wretched cure was loft TO his tate.
why MOI cher Auguste, what bring
you home ct this unusual hOurr Have
you forgotten something's"
mo-" was the rattle, Impatient response
u have . most abOininabie cold In the
head, IL gripps, ! think, from riding on the
dummy Of the Rue Suttaire cable. Make
haste and get mustard and faxseed In
readiness while I retire In your bOudoiI
that you may nurse me.
Madam exp0stulated but in vain.
You will b. SO much more comfortable
In your Own apartment, my love.
The unhappy Nicotine from his sti6lDg
quarters, . few feet distant. felt that biz
time had come. His eyes glittered as they
never had before, and hts scanty locks
fairly bri>tled upon his perspiring head.
lie calculated how long 1t would take him
to breathe the few remaining cubic feet u
air around him, stood cautiously and un-
easily upon n foot until he could endure
the position no longer, when In shifting
to the other, he unluckily knocked some-
thing from It's place.
"Ehi" exclaimed Mr.. Dlondeaux. starring
up from the couch, 'there are mice in the
closet, Marie, / hear them.
Yes, Auguste. ] have q trap In there
that 10 sure to catch one"
n. Nicotine groaned In spirit. The min
utes passed slowly BY. The supsense
seemed intolerable. His brain reeled; ev-
cry sense was deadened rave the one feel
i''g Of fear. It seemed q century before
he heard q velvely football and the door
bit by bit opened upon madame. She
held a warning finger and the cure wild
eyed and disheveled tiptoed past the sleep
er to the hall. All might have gone well
had he no, stumbled ~nprvOusly and fallen
hSadlOng down the stairs, alightipg at the
bottom with q crash that brought the poul-
ticed master of the Mais0n Blondeaux upon
the GENE before the half dead fugitive
could unfasten the door.
"Aha, a burgular!" and he sncured a
pistol while the religious intruder fulnbied
with .he lock.
Bit! Bang! In another moment NJ. Mic
0tine was running down the Rue Suttaire
at q pace that would have done credit to q
professional Splinter. The gendarme ut
the corner awoke and CAV. chase. On and
on he few with q speed born of terror,
and dashed w a dark allevway, where his
pursuer lost MIN. But monsieur was not
yet out Of danger. In the far depths OF the
alley he ~ncOuntered q gang Of that species
of criminal known as the fOOtpad; who
promptly Invested him of his watch, chain
and car fare. He sat ~dejectedly upon q
curbstone fter the episode until n kind
heartel milkman making his rounds, dis
covered him and took him at q II ely rat
tie over the cobbles to his lodgings.
= =
Last Sunday the sympathetic eyes of IA.
Nicotin es congregation followed him as
he limped painfully to the pulpit and faced
his hearers. Large sections of sticking
plaster held his features together and an
od0r of arnica prevailed the atmosphere as
he walked. His narrow escape from death
has made him q hero to his flock.
sic pauve cure" they say TO each other,
''hOw ~valiantly he must have e~nfeavored
to defend himself. the night tnat he was
attacked by thieving assassins on his way
home from visiting the poOr!"
A handsome subscription has been taken
to buy him a new watch and chain, and
the monsieur Is more popular thar ever.
Thus are the good and righteous reward
ed in the charming city of Paris, whers
life is a dream and existence dangerously
enjoyable. San Francisco Town Talk.