Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1899-07-06

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Had been less homesick it might have
been temptation to investigate, and,
if fortune favored me, to establish a
rival claim, but thirsted for sight of
the street, forbidden pleasure.
Soeur Marie, a lay sister, had taken
me to task when / first arrived for de-
iberately standing at the front win
dow, where I could see and be seen.
1T looked SO bad,'' said she, for q
demoiselle to appear before the pub
lic.''
Presently q man carrying box OF
tools came out Of the house. Instead
of turning to the right or left, he;
crossed the street. The door-bell
tangled and moment later Seour
Marie led the man into the refectory.
What are you doing, mademoiselle? 2"
she asked.
Looking out Of the window" soeur
Marie rolled her; eyes. 4 "a
'Imagines vous,'' she said to the car
penter, ''the demoiselle likes to look out
Of the window. She says that in her
country every young girl can look out
into the street all she wants to-"
| He shrugged his shoulders politely.
He was much younger than she, and
possibly had broader views. / decided
to cultivate him as far as possible, so
as to rout utterly the girl whose adj
mirer lived across the court. There had
never been any doubt in my mind but
that he was a valet, and it seemed that
q present carpenter promised more ex-
element than distant valet.
Soeur Marie hustled around nervous
". From time to time she eyed me
curiously as though celebrating. She
finally beckoned me to follow her into
the hall.
st have to go down to the kitchen for
q few moments said she, and don't
like to leave him in there alone. All
the silver mugs are out in full view, and
who knows when the hour Of tempta
ton approaches? Blessed is he who is
prepared to resist it. Now you are an
American, and it will be proper for
you to remain in the room while am
downstairs, so just stay and watch the
mugs, but don't go to the window"
Every well, ma soeur,'' answered
quietly.
There was evidently a struggle in her
mind as to the propriety of this, and
to betray interest would have settled
any doubt at once.
The carpenter by this time had
opened the door Of what I had supposed
was closet. When / returned to the
room, he was kneeling by hole in
the floor cut in the bottom of the closet,
taking measurements.
'sWhat are you doing 2" asked.
He stopped in his calculations.
"Les BONES seours," he said, have
given me Job. I wanted to put the
dumb-waiter out in the room, but no,
it would look untidy, so they have made
me use the closet for it, which is CON
trary to the laws Of carpentering!"
fare there laws Of carpentering?"
asked.
ooh, mademoiselle! There are laws
to everything, but carpentering isSone
OF the most difficult and complicated
Of arts! = Having found already that
every. Frenchman considered his trade
an art, proceeded to converse amiably,
plying him with questions, and really
having almost as much fun as the day
the charbonnier came and brought my
lille dog and made him perform tricks
until q sister came up from behind and
sent me on an errand. a.
The dumb waiter was concession to
the march of tue. Who shall say how
many years the patient sisters had
toiled up two flights Of stairs, carrying
every mouthful eaten by the is or 90
boarding scholars, and carrying down
every utensil used in the service?
The meals and the service were Of the
simplest. The refectory was large,
well-lighted room, with whitewashed
walls and bare floor. The only or
nament was a large ebony crucifix at
one end Of the room. When the girls
went to q meal they walked in ..two
by two, s not dressed in the traditional
yellow, pink and blue, :" but clad in.
black smohairaapr which complete
II covered every vestige Of the dress.
Each girl halted at her place at the
long black marble table, and, fixing
her eyes on the crucifix, hurried the
sing-song grace to q close. There was
no cloth on the table only bottles OF.
wine at regular intervals, and a silver
mug at each place. The monotony OF
this arrangement was never varied ex-
cept BY an occasional medicine bottle.
When the meal was over girl passed
around sloppy dish rag and a bowl Of
|stepid water, in which each washed her
cutlery After this dainty operation
the girls filed out. leaving the sisters to
toll up and down with the soiled dishes.
Who had ever put the idea Of q dumb