The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-09-18
SIT is not necessary to hold the nose

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My agony for the woman who was to be
looked at turned SO sharp that l. uttered
a click in my throat. But they passed her.
and merely glanced at my next neighbor.
The old marquis encountered my fixed
stare. Visibly it shocked through him. He
was all gray, and cured and powdered,
instead Of being clipped close and smooth
in the style of the empire; an exquisite,
thin featured man, high of nose and eye
brows, not large, but completely turned
out as a ample man and bright spirit. The
slightest fragrance of scent was in his
presence. and a shade of snuff on his upper
lip appeared fine supercilious hairs. /
I did not look at the servant of the Hotel
Dieu. The old noble and I held each other
with unf1inching gaze
do you recognize him, MONSIEUR"
II do the old noble deliberately
answered. II should know this face any
where. Have him taken to my carriage
directly"
Your carriage monsieur! He can be
SENT
II said take him to my carriage"
cit shall be done. His eyes have opened
since he came in. But they sometimes
look as if they would speak! Their faces
change constantly This other man who
is grinning tonight may be quite serious
tomorrow" D.: 49,.
AND by the end of the month sorry
The servant of the Hotel Dieu Uttered
amiably, and I knew he was going for
help to lift me off the slab, when he ut
| tered a cry of surprise. The old marquis
wheeled sharply. and said:
Eth, bien! Is this another OF them.
| promenading himself?'
I felt the Oneida coming before his
silent moccasins strobe near me. He did
not wait an instant, but dragging me from
| the wet and death cold marble to the
stone floor where he knelt upon one knee
| and supported me. o S5enedonk! how
| delicious was the warmth of your healthy
! body-how comforting the grip of your
hunter arms! Yet there are people who
say an Indian is like a snake! could
| have given thanks before the altar at the
side of the crypt, which my fixed eyes
encountered as he held me. The marble
dripped into it's gutter as if complaining
| of my escape
"Oh, my dear friend!" cried the servant
Skenedonk answered nothing at all.
Who is this gentleman" the marquis
inquired, that seems to have the skin OF
red German sausage drawn tight over his
head?'
This is an American Indian, monsieur
the marquis"
AN Indian?"
Yes monsieur; but he understands
French
THANK you for the hint. 1t may save
me from having a German sausage drawn
tight over my head. I have heard that
American Indians practice giving their
friends that appearance. How do you
know he understands Fhench?'
II think it is the man who used to
come to the Hotel Dieu years ago, when
I was new in it's service. He was in
structed in religion by churchmen in
Paris, and learned the language. Oh. my
dear monsieur think it is Iroquois that
! he is called-I am aware the Americans
| hav
not go into the mortuary chapel OF the
Hotel Dieu and disarrange the bodies
without permissiOn
Skenedonk's eyes probably had less Of
the fawn in them than usual. I felt the
gutteral sound under his breast:
II have found him, and now will take
him.
but that is the marquis servant!
'"The marquis is his servant!'2 -
':Oh my dear monsieur the Indian! You
speak of a noble of France, the Marquis
du Plessy! Be satisfied pleaded / the
servitor of the Hotel Dieu, with this
other body whom no one is likely to
claim! I may be permitted to offer you
that, if you are Observation-Disclosures it
! may cost me my place!-and after four
teen years service! If you would ap-
pease him. monsieur the marquis-though
7 do not know whether they ever take
money"
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go about your errand and be quick.
The servant fled up the stairs.
This man is not dead, my FRIEND" said
the Marquis du Plessy.
Skenedonk knew it. - :: ..,
But he will not live long in this cruel
crypt" the noble added: You viii get
Unto my carriage with him, we will take
him and put him in hot Sheets and see
what we can do for him.
1 could feel Skenedonks antagonism
giving way in the relaxing of his muscles.
But maintaining his position the Oneida
, asserted:
| He is not yours
'He belongs to France
France belongs to him. the Indian
), reversed: ...-.
Eth, Ell! Who is this young MANI"
1.-THE king" 49,
1--WE have no king now, my friend. But
, assuming there is a man who should be
king, how do you know this is the one? ?"
II Skenedonk made answer in words it
was lost to me. The spirit sank to sub
mergence in the body. I remember COM
batting motion like drugged person.
Torpor and prostration followed the re-
i. curing eclipse as that followed excite
ment and shock. I was not i'll; and gath
cred knowledge of the environment, which,
. was different from anything I had before
experienced De Chaumont's manor was
/ a wilderness fortress compared to this
private hotel Of an ancient family in the
t heart of Paris. .+s- Il e.. .-.-. ....,,.-
I lay in a bed curtained with damasll
K and looked through open glass doors a a
: garden. Graveled walks, bosky trees and
masses Of flowers, plats of grass where
> arbored seats were placed, stretched theil
y vista to a wall clothed in ivy, which
proved to be the end of cha pei. Fol
Q high over the curtain of thick green shone
a rose window. The afternoon sun lait
G bare it's fine staining, but only in. the
darkness when the church was illumin
ated and organ music rolled from it, die
y the soul of that window appear strucl
through with light. s.-~a, 49,. 4
;, Strange servants and Doctor Chantr.
= by glimpses, and the old noble and tn,
20 Oneida almost constantly, were about me
- Doctor Chantry looked complacentl.
70 through the curtains and wished me good
morning. T. smiled to see that he wa
!. lodged as he desired. and that his clothe
had been renewed in fine cloth, with law
4 to his neck and silk stockings for hi
J., shrunk calves. My master was elderl
=, beau; and I gave myself no care that h
y had spent his money-the money of tn
expedition-on foppery.
/. Skenedonk also had new toggery il
scarfs and trinkets which did not recog
h nize, and his fine buckskins were cleaned
l. The lackeys appeared subservient t
it him, and his native dignity was neve
! more impressive than in the great house
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