The Dupuyer acantha. [volume] (Dupuyer, Mont.) 1894-1904, 1900-01-11

changing color like a revolving pharOS,
twisting his fingers Historically, swal-
lowing air, the picture of guilt.
"You knew where it vas putt" re-
sumed the inquisitor.
YES" from Jean-Marie.
"You say you have been a thief be-
FORE" continued Casimir. "Now, how
am I to know that you are not one
still? I suppose you could climb the
green gate?"
eyes," still lower, from the culprit.
"Well, then, it was you who stole
these things. You know it, and you
dare not deny it. Look me in the face!
Raise you sneak's eyes, and answer!"
But in place of anything of that sort
Jean-Marie broke into a dismal howl
and fed from the arbor. A~nastasie, as
she pursued to capture and reassure the
victim, found time to send n Par
THAN arrow-"Casimir, you are a
brute!"
my brother" said Desprez, with the
greatest dignity, "you take upon your
self a license"
"Desprez," interrupted Casimir, for
Heavens sake be a man of the world.
You telegraph me to leave my business
and come down here on yours. I come,
I ask the business, o say Find me
this thief!' Well, I find him; I say
There he isl You need not like it,
but you have no manner of right to
take offense."
"Well," returned the Doctor, 81 grant
that; I will even thank you for your
mistaken zeal. But your hypothesis
was so extravagantly monstrous-'
Look here" interrupted Casimir;
"was it you or Stasie?"
Certainly not" answered the Doc
tor.
Very well; then it was the boy. Say
nc more about it," said the brother-in-
law, and he produced his cigar-case.
II will say this much more,' returned
Desprez; "if that boy came and told me
so himself, I should not believe him;
and if 1 did believe him, so implicit
is my trust, I should conclude that he
had acted for the best"
"Well, WE'LL" said Casimir, indul-
gently. Have you a light? I must be
going. And by the way, I wish you
would let me sell your Turks for you.
I always told you, it meant smash. I
tell you so again. Indeed, it was partly
that that brought me down. You never
acknowledge my letters-an unpardon-
able habit"
my good brother replied the Doc
tor h1an6Iu fT hauo nnUQr 6nniQ6 UnIIT
ability in business; but l can perceive
your limitations"
"Egad, my friend, I can return the
compliment" observed the nan of
business. "Your limitation is to be
downright irrational"
Observe the relative position" re-
turned the Doctor with a smile. "It
is your attitude to believe through
thick and thin in one mans judgment
your own. I follow the same opinion,
but critically and with pen eyes.
Which is the more irrational?-I leave
it to yourself"
ooh, my dear fellow!" cried Casimir,
"stick to your Turks, stick to your
stable-boy, go to the devil in general
in your own. way and be done with it.
But don't ratiocinate with mel an
not bear it. And so, ta-ta. l might as
we'll have stayed away for any good
I've done. Say goodbye from me to
Stasie, and to the sullen hang-dog of
a stable-boy, if you insist on it; I'm
Off"
And Casimir departed. The Doctor,
that night, dissected his character be-
fore Anastasie. "One thing, my beau
tiful," he said, "he has learned one
thing from his lifelong acquaintance
with your husband: the word ratioci-
nate. It shines in his vocabulary, like
a jewel in a muck-heap. And, even so
he continually misapplies it. For you
must have observed he uses it as a sort
of taunt, in the case of to ergotize, i'm
plying, al it were-the poor, dear fell
Iowa vein of sophistry. AS for his
cruelty to Jean-Marie, it must be for
given hint is not his nature, it is
the nature of his life. A man who deals
with money, my dear, is a man lost"
With Jean-Marie the process of re.
Cancellation had been somewhat slow
At first he was ~inconsolable, insisted
on leaving the family, went from par
oxysm to paroxysm Of tears; and it was
only after Anastasie had been closeteC
for an hour with him, alone, that sht
came forth, sought out the Doctor, anC
with tears in her eyes, acquainted tina
gentleman with what had passed.
cat first, my husband, he would hea,
Of nothing" she said. Imagine! If h
bad left US! what would the treasur,