Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1898-04-27

Chapoulot is as good-tempered and
easy going as one would expect in a
man of sixty, who had been like John
Gilpin, in his day. n linen draper bold,
and has in good time retired to enjoy
q modest competency in repose. Your
wealthy London tradesman, now, who
has grown rich beneath the shadow Of
st. Paul's, if he retires at all before
death or disease puts him suddenly
hors de combat, flies off to spend his
fortune at Brighton or Bath, or
Cheltenham-anywhere rather than in
the great metropolis where he has
made it. But NJ. Chapoulot, like the
true Partisan no is, will never desert
his Vile Lumierc, and has retired no
further than from the hustle of the
boulevards to the more peaceful Rue
do Ia Trocadero.
There he now lives with his only
daughter Charlotte and an old faithful
servant of the family, and it is the
former whom he is at this moment i'm
patiently awaiting.
1t is dinner time with the Chapou-
lots, who dine at six.
NJ. Chapoulot always begins his
dinner with punctuality, but he has
never begun it without Charlotte.
And Charlotte comes not, Fivo min
utes past six, and NJ. Chapoulot's i'm
patience becomes annoyance; ten
minutes, and it is even anger; a
quarter past, and he is furious. Hun
ger, they say, will tame lion, but it
will none the less ruAle the equanimity
of q saint. Wherever can Charlotte
be? She has gone this afternoon to
take her music lesson in the Boulevard
Barbesse. She goes three times a
week, and always returns in ample
time for dinner. Twenty past, anger
begins to give way to nervousness;
fiTe-and-twentY, it is alarm; half-past
six and no Charlotte, NJ. Char oulot is
trembling with anxiety. Rurriedly
fEhe summons the oldiserEant, >asks-for
his hat and boots; he will himself go
out and see whatever may have hap
pened.
But suddenly there was o merry
little rap at the door, and Charlotte
enters. No evil can have como, for
there she stands in the doorway, smil-
ing radiantly, in all the ease and grace
of la petite Parisienne.
"Oh, papa-I-"
But N. Chapoulot's fear gone, his
impatience again usurps supremacy,
and reassured about the safety of his
daughter, ho begins to feel anxious for
the flavor of his dinner.
"Come to the table first. You can
tell me while eating. 1 shall under
stand better then
ooh, but pap! You don't know. /
have had an adventures"
can adventure!" exclaimed N. Cha
poulot, starting from his seat and drop
ping his spoon into the soup upon
which he had already commenced.
eyes, papa! An adventure in the
omnibus with young man.
'The omnibus-with young man!
Parbleur'
"But with q young man CONNIE il
faut, papa, can assure you"
"You ought to know, Charlotte, that
q young man CONNIE il faut has no i'd
ventures, above all in On omnibus.
Whatever do you meau?".
cit is very simple, papa. You need
notmake such acruel face. I hadfo
gotten my Purse. Thai is the thing
which happens often enough"
eyes, yes; especially to those who
haven't got one. Go on"
''I never discovered it until the con-
ductor held out his hand to take my
fare. What could I do? What could
Isay? should be taken for q paper
for an adventures, perhaps. Twas
crimson, I waspale, Ifelt that I should
faint; when, happily, young man who
sat next to me gave the conductor n
piece of silver, saying: Take for two. ;
This gentleman, seeing my embarrass-
ment, had kindly paid for me-:
"Well, miss, you have done nice
thing. Accept six sous from stran-
ger! You had better have explained
to the conductor, to the driver, to ell
the company. Butpeople should not
forget their purses-I never do. And
now, how will you return his money?
You will never think OF keeping it?"
'l have his card, papa; NJ. Agenor
Baluchet, clerk at the ministry Of"
But papa, without hearing another
word, had snatched the piece of paste
board from her hand, e1claiming:
"What? This gentleman, not con-
tent with insolentiy lending his six
sous, has had the impudencc to force
his card upon you in the bargain! He
is very scoundrel, your young man
CONNIE il faut
'But, papa, could not return his
money if I did not know his address. :"
N. Chapoulot has not word to
answer to this ingenious argument, but
with gesture of the intensest irrita-
tion throws down his serviette upon
the table.
sit is written that I shall not dine
this evening"" he says to the old SER
want. "Find me a cab at once. am
going to restore to this Agenor his six
sous Immediately, and to tell him a
few truths as we'll.
':But. papa, that will be ingratitudc.
You must remember that this young
man has saved your daughter from un
faux pas. ;"
''Un faux pas! He has rather led
you into one. But, silence, miss! J.
nun not going to receive lessons, above
all, lessons in memory, from silly
girl who forgets her purse. "
". Chapoalot has taken his hat,
anl looks even more cnrased than
ever.
rhe old servant comes back. "a