CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1898-01-20
THE c0BBhER's STORY.


i up ms spectacles and gave me a
whimsical glance.
"1t's GURUS" he remarked. ats Gu
rus What a difference il makes to
mans family how he Is put out of the
world. Hang him. and his folks feel
disgraced forever; cut of his head with
a Ruiliotine. and
The old man made a flourish with
his head. as though the matter were
one for serious scongratulation-
''Leastways," he added, returning to
his mendiDg again. that's the way
some folks think. Lord, how set up
NJ. I-afirte was about il. to be sure. and
all on account of an ancestor of his who
happened 10 lose his head on the scaf-
fold with Louis XVI,
Who was NJ. Lafit,e? Well. he was
Frenchman who once took loicin's
ON the upper floor OF this house. a-i old
ramshaclle affair now. but once n man
sion. as you can see. and a. fashionable
street as there wss in London
$50 have heard" assented.
The Frenchman.- he continued.
was man somewhere about co years
of age. tall and stiff in his bearing. and
though his clothes were worn and shah
by-lookin'. his linen. i noticed. was neat
and tidy. and as white as snow
bloomsbury said he. when had
showed him the room-I'n the care
'aker of the building. you see. sir--'ees
ia respectable quataire of the city.
ees il not SO. Meesier ConciergeT
More than respectable. mossoo.'
said ]. trifie iarily. 1t was once
fashionable part OF London
lie sighed as he looked about the
room.
"'Eet will do. Meester Concierge'-
he would always call me that, sir.
though / told him time and again IL
wasn't my name-'eet will do for the
praisant.' with n flourish Of his white
hand. as though the next month would
find him In Park Lane; and so he en-
gagged the room. and paid for ii in ad-
vance.
I'm n few hours they moved in-him.
his sick wife. his daughter, Mile. JUS
tine. aud Polly. as cunning parrot as
I ever eee-
-Purty7 Wei. I don't know. For
a foreigner mn'm'selle might her been
called purity. She was slight little
thing. with grea, bg eyeS. and long
eyclashes throwing deep shadders into
'em like rraSses into brook
He cleared his throat and spread his
hands. ms though the matter Of looks
vas of no consequence
''Iiut. Loni,- he exclaimed with sud
den animation. ''iow she could sing,
Gay songs. too. in Frcnch aud Eve
Italian. with sometimes an English hal
lad or SO. Why. sir giving the boot
tremendous whack. there was fortin'
in her voice. fortin' as big as PATHS;
aud only for the fact Of that precious
ancestor of hers a-losin' OF his head on
the scafrold with Louis XVI. shed a
made It. too. as easy as-;hat," giving
the boot another whack.
"But the mossoo, How stiff he did
draw himself up, 10 be sure. at the
very mention of IT.
''Undrrstnnd me- the cobbler cx-
planned. LIT wasn't out of any ofiirious
mcddiecomeness that first suggested
the thing to him. No; Il wasn't tin he
was behindhand in his rent. and his
poor cyes-he was a diamond cutter,
YOU sec. sir. and sat all day with his eve
glued TO a glass-was giving out, that
! thought Of some way in which MANI
seile could help him better than by en-
broidering.
The day the diamond got lost. N.Y.
how they did go ont l thought the
house WINS a-fire; and when run up to
see. there was the old lady moaning.
aud ma'm'selle and rnossoo a-turnin'
everything topsy-,urry in the room.
What diamond?' says |. wonderin'
IL they all had gone crazy and then