The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1896-08-12


somewhere. My name is Molesquin.
/ am the solo bnssoon in the orches-
ira of the Theatre des Gobelins, and /
moved in this morning"
Just our luck" cried e lgar. "Bi-
doche must have moved ont"
Then" continued Anatole, "you
are not the man who threw this pota-
to on my hatl'
81 only eat green vegetables" an
swered Molesquin. Nevertheless, if
the gentlemen will come in for n short
while will play them my part In the
Tour lie Nesles.' There are some
in terestiug passages in it.
Anatole and Elgar did not like to
refuse, and went into the old musi-
clans room. Molesqnin gave them
seat AMI then going up to his music
stand he played through, for their
benefit, the whole of the first bassoon
part in the Tour de Neslcs."
Edgar made brave face over it,
while Anatole sat at the window with his
potato in his hand and scarcely able to
contain his impatienca.
Suddenly the musician struck a false
note. 1t increased Auatole's impa-
thence so much TINT he gave n jump.
and in doing so allowed the potato to
slip from his fingers. 1t rolled over
the window sill and with hop dsap-
peared into the street below.
When Mile. Aglae dropped her po-
tato into the street she was overcome
with fear. She hurriedly shut her
winlow so that in case there h I'd 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 ut the thought her little heart be-
gan to beat more quickly, while cold
perspiration broke out on her pretty
white shoulders.
But just when she expected to hear
the mems crnel fists knocking at the
door of her little room her face sud-
denly resumed its calm and peaceful
expression.
The steps had stopped Mt the door
of the neighboring room, and she
heard the bell ring, the door open and
the strange visitors pass into the room
behind.
Still she was afraid to move for,
some time, fearing with logical mind
that when the poles found the tenants
next door were innocent they would
come in and accuse her. After some
moments, however, she gained enough
courage to conceal the basket aud pu.
tatoes, which must otherwise have
appeared so much against her, and
forced herself to put on an innocent
expression with which to meet the
police.
After waiting little longer and
hearing no noise of steps, but only
the bassoon, she became completely
reassured.
In order to make assurance doubly
sure she opened her cupboard and,
taking out the milk jar, opened the
door quietly and crept down the stairs
aud into the street to get four sous
worth OF milk from the dairy at the
corner. In this way she hoped to
make an alibi, and her case would be
too strong for the slightest suspicion.
Besides, she wanted some milk to boil
her potatoes in, and it was her inten-
tion to put in caulifower MS well.
So she bought her four sous worth
of milk, aud started on the return
journey with her spirit at rest and her
mix jar carefully held In front OF her.
Suddenly she felt violent blow on
her fingers, aud at the same moment
her hands, her bare arms, her cor
sage, face, eyes, hair and mouth were
covered with milk.
1t was the potato that had slipped
! from Anatole's hand and had landed
with remarkable precision right in the
very mouth of the milk jar.
"Oh, mammal" cried Aglae, in des-
pair "What has happened? Who
has done this?" And she fled up the
staircase only to run plump into the
arms of Anaiole.
Anatole, as u matter of fact, when
lie saw the potato flying down
ward, remembered the police ordi-