The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-03-16

" "EoSt7NAN" "oNAS NtSS
In on Fleche and point out to him the
faults in the poem he had under way.
Surely. now he was in for it. he could
think OF haudred things which woulG
assist in pleasantly passing the time
till evening and the theater. Now for
the small glass at the Americans. for
he was shsky after last night. And
what droliery there had been last
| night. Arsene with castanets was in
imitable in that grotesque imitation of
Calye AS Carmen.
Mam1elle. In the Place Lacrosse,
heard him ri daybreak fumbling at the
lock. She often had to go down and
admit him st shout this hour. as he
had more than once filed the keybee
with bits Of pencil and the like, mis-
taking them for his latcAkey. 80 1t
was better. all things considered. to let
him in as saon as one heard him.
II regret. a~Innzel!e," he said wien
she opened the door, ito be the u
OF rousing you from the morning sium-
Der which increases beauty. l have
been to the theGter."
AS any Il may know" Namnclle
responded shortly, though not unkind-
~.
Her father had often gone to the the
alter and ONE home to this very house,
ct this very hour, in this very condf-
ton. Indeed. old Cariere. across the
way. had told her on more than one cc-
casion that it must seem like old times
to have her ledger going Oh like this.
And 1t was a bad play" Besson was
saying. smiling SO blandly that Nam
zelle frowned. 1t too wildly reminded
her Of the old times. "Sardou knows
no more about French affairs than
than you do. The next thing we shall
have you doing historical plays, Nam
zelle."
THE good God forbidn' she ejacu-
lated. And if monsieur would kindly
enter l will close the door. Monsieur
is still outside
II believe Mamzelle is correct" he
apologized. Permit me-" And, enter
ing, he shut the door in an elaborate
fashion. Does Mamzelle ascendY'
ut is my hour for beginning the
day." she told him.
at is an admirable hour for begin
ming anything" smiled Besson and zig
Jagged his way up to his room. Mann
zelle waiting at the foot of the stairs
in case of an accident. Then she took
the lamp from it's stand and went into
her parlor.
But" she sighed, 81 only wish he
would pay me GO francs on account l
pity him. l pity all men. They are of
the sex Of my father. l cannot press
him for the rem Of his room. and yet
| have promised Dalcour 60 francs by
oon of the 25th of the month, and |
have not a franc of it. fully expect
ed monsieur to settle the LIST Of this
month, which made six months rent
due me, but he has not done so, and
now that he has taken to going to the
theater every night, in place of twice
a week, and writing not at all, i see ne
prospects of the money"
She threw open the window SO that
she might catch the first light OF day
and have a box Of flowers under way
by the time she partook Of dejeuner.
4 will wait as long as possible,
/ SAOd6h, ~ SdlO, WILL u Slkn. / luuSl
not despair. Despair ruins my skill.
and this time l ain making orchids"
The days passed. and Besson offered
no part OF the money he owed her. OF
course in the midst of her increasing
perplexity old Cariere had to come
over, when he saw her working at the
window. He folded his arms on the
window Sill and talked in al her.
"Ah. Mamzelle." he chirruped, such
a tombstone as your father will have!
1t must be pleasant to rest under such
a tombstone. Dalcour is proud Of 1t
himself. He says that but for my
friendship for you 1t would have cost
you considerably more than he charges
you. He is an agreeable man. that Dali
cour. By the way. our young man. our
Besson-I hope his late hours do not
interfere with his work. Is he always
prompt in paying what he owes? ]
ask al a friend"
II find no fault with monsieur
Mamzelle stitiy replied. HE is a writ
er for the newspapers. Writer'S for the
newspapers frequently keep late hours
understand"
Again old Cariere sauntered over.
"Dalcour says the marble Of thai
tombstone is without q flaw. Ishave
seen it. Dalcour says that 60 francs
you pay him on the 25th will just de
fray the expense of the marble and the
carrying of it to the cemetery. not q
sou for the carving he has executed
such a rayishing wreath Of acorns
round your fathers name. Our young
man. u Besson-does he write mucl
for the newspapers? l meet him Sc
frequently on the boulevard"
DOUBTLESS it is wearisome. But. then
these writer's for the newspapers gath
or ideas on the Boulevard said she.
Old Cariere smiled and disclosed his
two eyeteeth, which were separated by
a sad stretch of unrelieved vacancy
and, busting his elbows, wen awcy
only to come back in a day OF SO an(
say something to the same effect. fol
he watched Mamzelle and saw thai
something was or her mind. And as
in forme.1 times only one thing hat
been on her mind namely, her father
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