The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-03-03
Able Sauter's Dog,
"a Translation from the French. II
Two Parts)
PART TT

"a Translation from the French. In
Two Parts)
PART II.
| 1t was Friday LIE Faiard has just kill
ed his pig, and would probably have a
| sausage for dinner.
The priest soon reached his destination
"Good-day, LIE Faiard," said he, in a
fatherIy tone.
Good day. Father" replied the disci-
pie Of Valtaire
With that they fell into a chat, inter-
rupted from time to time by the yelps
Of Oremus, and punctuated, so to speak,
by the handfuls of seed that the young
farmer scattered right and left as ne walk
ed along.
Dinner hour. The two men seated them
selves on a little hillock. and lie Faiard
! pulled a sausage from his pocket; a SUI
perb sausage, red as a tomato, and with
an odor to have made saints mouth
water.
Holy Virgin. LIE Faiard, what a sin!
! On Friday, in Lent, too. Don't eat it,
my SON.
Not eat it! That's good The idea! I
would eat it on Good Friday if I had it.
Besides, haven't l seen with my own eyes
! bishops and archbishops, too, for that
matter, in India. who always ate meat
whether it was good or bad Friday"
Your joking is ill-timed. God is good
but he will not always have patience with
you. Some day he viii open your eyes
by a miracle, but who can say if then
the gate of mercy may not be closed
for you"
Father, miracles are always in sea-
son, but unfortunately, the time for them
has gone by. AS for me, death of my
life, l wouldn't ask better than to see
what you threaten me with. Meanwhile
the sausage claims my attention-and-'
| And the rascal took a great mouthful Of
his dinner.
Oremus had lifted his eyes from the sau-
sage since its appearance on the scene.
Every time LIE Faird took a bite, the
poor bow-wow licked his chops, and wag-
Ged his tail, which distinctly said in dog
language:
''Oh. what an elegant sausage. How 1
would like some!' The Able covered his
eyes. Heavenly Father" he exclaimed,
make this sinner realize that even brutes
have more religion than he. Permit thy
humble servant TO work the miracle he
dares to ask, and shall praise Thee with
my last BREATH Then, turning to the
young man, who was still eating, he said:
Watch my dog, you mocker. See how
he is devourins the sausage with his eyes.
Well, when L say, 1t is Friday. Oremus,'
he will not touch the piece that l am
going to offer him. And he is only a
dog"
lie Faiard was convulsed with laughter.
'Oh, Father, that's too much! All the
same, though, 1 would like to see your
miracle-it would take me to mass-yes,
and vespers, too
The Able raised his eyes to heaven, and
after an instant's contemplation. he turn
ed again to the farmer, and said in
solemn voice:
lie Faiard, you shall see the miracle
you desire" Taking a delicious morseI
of the sausage, he called: "Oremus"
Oremus came like q streak
1t is Friday, Oremus," went on the
Able, but Just see what have for you"
and he offered the tempting bit, which
he held, be it understood, in his left
hand.
Imagine if you can, the establishment
of LeFaiard, when he saw Oremus halt
suddenly in front of his master, head low
cred, tail between his legs and with the
air OF an actor who had forgotten his
lines.
Good doggie. Oremus, eat itI'
Sure of his success, the priest put the
sausage under the dogs nose. Not a
4A4OF ChitIlI- OIcnluS eyes were good. he
saw that the sausage stayed in the left
hand, and after few minutes he turned
tail and retreated to the shade of a bush
close by. where he sadly flung himself
down and tried to forget his disappoint-
ment in little nap.
During this scene LIE Faiard had been
petrifed; with open mouth he watched the
priest and his dog as a criminal watches
his judge. When Oremus finally beat a
retreat, lie Faiard reused himself and
erected the mouthful already half-masti-
Gated.
Father" he cried, 81 have seen enough. !
and too much. am the most miserable |
sinner on this earth, and it has taken a
Dog 10 convince me of it,
The following Sunday lie Faiard went |
TO mass and vespers, and ever since that
memorable day it is he who lights the |
candles and rings the bells in Abiho. !
where the holy peace of God reigns now as |
formerly.