The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-06-25
THE r1ONSTER:
OR, AN INTERNATIONAL MATCH.

.hovs a pretty tributary Of the Con-
ssot;cnt He is an excellent fellow,
.nd though his establishment is on q
' ';mnle scale, because he happens to
o s it, he has made his pile.
F'fH; his wife is dead, and he has only
ma child, pretty daughter. At
wa ursseut Dorothy was acting as cook,
Esr cook in tot wrath having taken
rrench leave and her waitress having
h., hands full caring for the house.
II was warm summer afternoon,
and Dorothy was alone in the kitchen,
tha ingredients for sponge cake
n ma hid out before her. The clock
st,uck three, and just as it struck the
.lectric train stopped before the house
and dropped q young man. He was
isir, his eyes blue, his moustache
i;sht but it was not the fairness of
ia Anglo.Saxon race. In fact, Max
i. Resal had only very lately arrived
in America.
Opening the small wicket near the
lrper entrance, through the high red
nslipg, he walked upa white pathway,
Endowed by tall trees, and took in
tha character Of the house he was ap-
preaching at picturesque, ivy-cov-
cred angle.
ALapland wolf-dog, aroused from
his slumbers in an armchair on the
yersndah, broke the intense stiffness
that hung like spell over the house,
and his noisy alarm brought a lousy
mop Of hair to one of the Queen Anne
windows in the roof. Max felt he
was expected to explain himself and
said interrogatiyely: ''Alr. Corbins ?"
but the maid, seemingly misunder-
standing him, waved him around to
the kitchen.
eLet us find the kitchen, then," he
said to himself; "but Pierre shall hear
Of this, sending me to such place,
wasting my time"
A little farther on a door was open
with a screen drawn across it inside,
and Max, without any ceremony, walked
in The shutters were half closed to
keep out the light and flies, but he
distinguished woman's figure.
/. II have an introduction for Mr.. Cor
bins. he said, addressing her.
Miss Corbins took the envelope
from bis hand, pulled out the card it
contained and, to the horror of Max,
calmly read it:
1.-THE Marquis de st. Cybars begged
10 remind Ms, sCorbins of their &C.
workmanship and to introduce his
great friend, the Vicomte de Resol,
who was travelling in America for a
few months.
While Dorothy read the letter, Max,
becoming accustomed to the dim light,
was making up his mind that the
beauty Of American cooks was quite
IS uncommon as their manners, and
Dorothy was turning over in her mind
schemes for battling this would-be for
tune hunter. She spoke French fair
ly,and her next speech was in that
language.
80 it's not on business you want
to see Mr.. Corbins?"
Up went Max's hands as if words
we're inadequate to express his amaze
ment.
she speaks French, tool" he cried.
"Madamoiselle, in my country 1 should
think you disguised princess. But
here have sworn that, after all the
strange things I have seen in the last
month, nothing shall astouish me.
Shll, Unjust confess I think Mr.. Cor
bins cook breaks the record, as you
say. Yes, if I have still any vestige
ofsense left, think may say I only
wanted to pay Mr.. Corbins visit Of
courtesy"
Travellers like you," she said, a
pice Of malice in her tone, care not
very common in America. French
men, especially don't generally visit
a'!ust for the pleasure Of it,"
But he went on, seating himself
ona pltch-pine chair, II give you my
Nord l am neither an engineer, a
painter, a writer nor singer"
We'll, then," said Dorothy, using
ne egg.beater vigorously, II know
Nnat has brought you here. You
want to catch an heiress! Oh! you
may as we'll tell the truth to apoor SER
want like me-
When a young man wants a wife, ~
Ma Max, ''of course it's an heiress. "
Then you had better go to New.
Port, Sir. It's the season there just
.0v' But stay, Newport is perhaps
@ grand for a viscount. Such very
.ea girls go there. What pity,
ssoas,you're not a marquis, like Mr.. de
" Cybars. He managed his affair
SaoSly, l can tell you'll might al
aost say I saw the bargain struck.
Ds,vants do see so much, you know,
~ guess more. Poor Lily Everson,
~ !; afraid she knows by this time that
; Suoes not make girls life happy
", Vt to be a marquise!"
~. Cybars hasn't behaved we'll, y