The Worthington advance., 1899-11-03

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was in tears. The young man took his
savings and had the novel printed. No
one would sell it; for there was no one
to buy. :, s.%,
'Then, came an act of still greater
devotion. Louis, with so much of his
salary as he could spare, purchased cop
les of the work from Marie, telling her
that they were ordered by the book
sellers. These copies he would place
on the bookstalls by stealth, hoping
that they might be read and appre+
ciated. 1t was for such an. act that
I had caused his arrest. The papers
told the pitiful story, and since then
there has been great demand for the
book"
"But what of the trouble to-day?" in
terrupted the Member, impatiently.
''Why did he treat her so cruelly?''
I'm return for her ingratitude," re-
piled Antonio. "When success came
she forgot Louis, who was poor and un-
attractive. Her smiles were all for an
other. Heaven only knows what has
worked so great change in her heart,
and ght her to SO passionate a
deed. Perhaps she has only now learned
all that Louis has done for her,
"Ah, friend," sighed the Membe,
show could he resist such an appeal?
She has the eyes and hair of an angel"
"See," said Antonio, ''there is jour-
nalist using my bookstall for desk,
while he makes notes of this interest
ing happening. How his pencil flies
over the paper!"
The Member withdrew his gaze from
the river. On beholding the object of
Antonie's remarks, he exclaimed:
my nephew!" and then louder:
"Pierre, I congratulate you on being
an eyewitness of this event. Your pa
per will doubtless appreciate your ac-
count"
Pierre glanced up, smiled, nodded,
and went on with his writing. AT last he
closed his notebook, placed it in his
pocket, and then waved handkerchief
above his head.
"Now, uncle" he said, coming to the
Members side, "you will soon have a
enter their cab at this spot. They are
now ascending the steps from the river,
followed by the boatman.''
Before the Member could form ques-
ton, the crowd fell back and the lovers
appeared on the quay. Hand in hand
they advanced toward the bookstall,
where cab was in waiting. AS they
passed Pierre, the Member saw Louis
direct sly kick at the journalists
shins, while Marie favored them both
with an expansive grin.
"Nephew,'' said the Member, when
the cab had driven off with it's wet occu-
pants, ''do you know these persons %
I'm one moment,' said Pierre, as he
transferred some bank notes from his
pocket to the hand of the gallant boat
man who had rescued Louis and Marie.
"You may question presently. Now"
he laughed, when the boatman had
moved away, II am at your disposal"
''What do you know of this AFFAIR.""
Everything"
"What. will be the end of it?"
"A third edition of 'Une Feuille
Morte.'"
II cannot believe" said the Member,
''that they would be guilty of making
public their inner lives for the sake of
vulgar advertising.'
"Yet such is the case," replied Pierre.
''The book would never have sold with
out it. This is an enterprising age,
uncle. Look!"
A wagon piled high with books and
decorated with ''Une Feuille Morte"
posters had driven up. The crowd
closed in around it, struggling to push
forward their money and secure a copy
of the novel.
"Behold the fruits of vulgar adver-
tising," murmured Pierre.
''Is the book worth reading?" in
quired the Member.
Judge for yourself" answered
Pierre. "You have witnessed patt Of
it. Louis and Marie are pla ying the
plot Of the novel-this was the second
act. Would you call it Interestingly"
"That goes without saying"
II will also add, for your ears alone,
uncle, that the actors are hired ones.
The Zoinni brothers, high divers, were
paid for leaping into the riyer, just as
the boatman was paid for being there
to pull them out. It was all carefully
planned by the author.''
ut almost surpasses comprehension"
said the Member, earnestly. ''But the
real Marie d'Amoureux, the author-I
would give something fine to meet a
person of such genius. Minds of that
calibre are rare, nephew; exceedingly
rare.'
You fatter me, uncle" said Pierre,
the journalist.-N. Y. Times-Democrat.