Rocky Ford enterprise., 1897-10-28
lOG0O ASSOCIATION.

q MISS A980C1ATl0s0s
! mo one. Monsieur Fernand."
Death Of my life. Caussidiere is
late" muttered the man. Bring me
some absinthe and packet of cigar
ettes."
The woman disappeared with the
parcel Of manuscript. and returned al
most Immediately. bearing the things
ordered. She had scarcely set them
down, when foot was heard upon the
stairs, and our old acquaintance. Caus-
sidiere. elegantly attired. with fault
less gloves and boots. entered the
room.
Here you are!" cried the man. you
come q little late. mon camarads. /
should have liked you to hear the ar
ticls have Just dispatched to the Bon
Citoyen."
"It will keep till tomorrow. Huet."
returned the other. dryly. when shall
behold 1t in all the glory of large type" !"
Huet, as the man was named. ripped
out round oath.
at is firebrand. bombshell. by
-" he cried. "The dagger-thrust Of
Marat. with the epigram of Victor HUI
60. have signed 1t at full length.
mon camarade-'FernandH Huet, Work
man. Friend of the People"
Caussidiere laughed and sat down.
mo man can match you. my dear
Huet. in the great war of-words."
"Just 10. and in the war Of swords.
too, when the time comes. Mature has
given me the soul of poet. the heart
of lion. the strength Of Hercules, the
tongue of Apollo. Behold me! When
heroes are wanted. I shall be there"
The two men talked for some time
on general subjects: then Hust. after
regarding his companion with Q pro-
longed stare, observed with q coarse
laugh:
You are q swell as usual. my Oaus-
sidiere. Parbleu. 1t is easily seen that
you earn not your living, like good
patriot. by the sweat of your brow!
Who II the victim, mon camarads!
Who bleeds?"
II do not waste what have" re-
turned Caussidisre. land love clean
linen. that Is ALL
Huet snapped his fingers and laugh
ed.
do you think I am fool to swallow
that canard? No. my Caussidisrs. You
have money. you have little nsst-sgg
at home. You have a wife, brave boy:
she is English. and she is RICH"
"On the contrary. she 10 very DOOR"
answered Caussidiere. "She has not q
SOU"
"Diable"
Nevertheless. will not disguise
from you that she has wealthy connsc-
tions. who sometimes assist us in our
struggle for subsistence. But It 10 not
much that comes to me from that quar-
ter. assure you. My correspondence
and my translations are our chief re-
lance"
Then they pay you like q prince,
mon camarade!" cried Huet. "But
there, that is your affair. not mine.
You are with US. at any rate, heart and
soul?"
"Assuredly."
Sinking their voices. they continued
to converse for some time. AZ last
Caussidiere rose to go. After q rough
handshake from Huet, and a ,Erufily
murmured "A bientot." he made his
way down the narrow stairs. and found
himself in the sanded entresol of the
cabaret.
Several men in blouses sat at the ta-
BILE drinking. waited upon by Adele.
AS Caussidiere crossed the room the
girl followed him to the door and
touched him on the shoulder.
How is madame?" she asked. in a
low voice. 81 trust much better"
Caussidiere gazed at the questioner
with no very amiable expression.
DO you say Madame Caussidisre?
How do you know that there II such q
person?"
The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"Your wife or your mistress. 1t is all
the same. You know whom mean,
monsieur"
"she is better. then"
And the little garcon?"
quite WE'LL" answered Caussidiere,
passing out into the street.
Leaving Mouche dor behind him,
and passing along the banks of the
Seine, Caussidiere crossed the river
and reached the neighborhood of the
Palais Royal. From time to time he
exchanged a nod or greeting with
some passer-by, generally a person
much more shabbily attired than him.
self Lingering among the arches, he
purchased ono or two journals from the
itinerant vendors, and then passed slow
ly on till he reached a narrow back
street, before one Of the doors of which
he paused and rang bell. The door
being opened by man in his shirt
sleees. who greeted him with "bon
soir," he passed up dingy flight of
wooden stairs till he gained the second
floor, which consisted Of three rooms
en- suite. small salon. a bedchamber,
and smaller bedchamber adjoining.
In the salon which was sau-
dily but shabbily furnished in red
velvet, with mirrors on the walls, a
young woman was seated sewing. and
playing near to her was child about
a year and half old. Both mother
and child were very pale and delicate.
but both had the same soft features,
gentle blue eyes and golden hair.
The woman was Marjorie AMMAN