The Marlboro democrat. [volume] (Bennettsville, S.C.) 1882-1908, 1902-09-26
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llim2p asked the old woman, III adnrls-
ion. q . n o mo; my handsome JacGuos
Will do that ono Of these days .8 IIe's
no e, lSsop. Nothing tfrlghtens him.'5
tS.' ~ n o, not eyei Il tho Sight Of 1loodP,
answered Pierre, With Il shudder. az
ShuG UP! I on are good for nothing
but to be ilonest!' screamed Mother
|lrrochard, , ina fury. &C hate honest Honest,
people! scum that impose on the poor
At this moment tile Old wolnan's tf-
rade was interrupted by tho appear1
ancc Of several people who were cOns
Ing toward them, and changing her
voice suddenly from one Of the dcopest
anger for a whining tone habituat to
professional beggars, SHE went toward
them with outstrctchcd hands, repeat
ing tho words she had SO yainly endea-
yored to force Pierre to repeat,
Charity good people. Charity, for
the love Of HcaYenl"
machine with u despondent' air, and
poured out his troubles in an under
tone to that companions
"Perhaps she Is right. am good for
nothing except to be honest. Alas! I
have never had any one to teach me -
Picrro's musings were destined to be
disturbed on this evening, for he heard
q loud, rough voice behind him, which
caused him to start with fear.
~ w s that Of his brother Jacques
Inc hauIdsome, Jacques, as his
mother had. called him, anu If q good
specimen ora rutflan may be callcu
nandsOme, thcn Jacques was q perfect
beauty.
He was a tall, strong, well-formcd
fellow Of some tWenty-fotir years, With
u face that betokcncd brutality in
every feature.
Lie was dressed with "a vlcw to effect,
wearing the lowered walstcoat SO
much In vogue at that period; AIRED
handkerchief was bound around his
head, and on 1t was q -brimmcd
nat, blue stockings reaching to his
knees, and IN his ears hung largo gold
hoops, which were supposed to lend an
air or ofdlStinction to the whole costume.
and his whole bearing was that Of q
man who iswell satisfied with himself,
and who expected the rest Of the world
to admire him.
"Iallo Here is the old woman and
her precious abortion Of q SON." was
his first greeting, us he laughed
heartily at the sight Of poor Pierre
bending over his work. 'Has Marianne
come yet, snother?n
MOT yet, my son." replied tho old
woman, gazing athim In admiration. 4
Never mind, she'll come In time"
ne said, half to himself and half to Ills
nOfhnr @ In II k>of
from the crowd he had just left In the
cabaret, he cried out: ''You can order
everything you want, wine, brandy,
anything, I'll stand it.'' 4
Alarmed at this outbreak Of liberia
lity on her sons part, Mother Frochard
asked, quickly:
My son, are going to pay2 Have
you found a pursc?"
| mo but Marianne has. l have or
dcTcd her 10 bring nle some money,
and she'll do it," n
This answer appeared to please the
old woman, for she claspcd her hands
as II IN ecstasy Of JOY and admiration,
and exclaimed, In a low voice:
"Isn't he in good humor?o
| Come here, Pierre" ordered
jacques, In stern voice.
The cripple looked up, and for an
Instant seemed hcsitating whether to
obey or not; but warning look from
his brother decided him, and lie went
slowly toward the man who knew
neither pity nor love for his afflicted
brother. >
Look here, cripple! Good children
!alWayS give an account Of their earn
ings to their parents" said Jacques, in
sarcastic tone, Then turning to the
lold woman, he asked: isn't that so,
bmother?"
| "Ccrtainly, my lamb. You have ex-
|cellcnt principles" and again the old
woman compared one son with the
other, as she had done hundreds of
times since their birth.
| But poor Pierre looked up pltcously
| at his brother, and said:
when give you an account of my
earnings you pocket ALL"
swell, what if 1 do?" was JacQnes'
brutal answer.
j. Its unjust" said Pierre. "It's so
That's enough" interrupted JAG
ques. want your money, but none
OF your line spcechs. How much have
you got?' n
And he made a gesture as though to
Strike his brother, should his demand
not pc complied with quickly enough.
. 49, oecN piIttU WttS tlSClCSS W
resist, and drawing out a handful of
small coin he proceeded to count them
"Iwenty-tWO livrcS, seven sous, and
six dcniers," he answered, as soon as
he asccrtancd the amount
Jacques took the money from Pierrc's
hand with motion which caused the
cripple to vince with pain, and as lie
put them in his capacious pocket, he
said, with the tone OF man who has
been defraudcd out OF his dues;
And all this fuss about that. Why
what have you been doing for whole
week with those spindle legs and
arms?'
II have walked the streets from
morning until night, with my wheel
upon my back" answered Pierre, as
II eager to convince his brother that
he had not been idle. "I have lived
upon bread and water ] could do no
more"
"Well, your trade don't pay" was
Jacques rough answer II must find
you something BETTER"
Something better? You? No-nO!"
exclaimed Pierre, as he moved away.
trembling in every limb 1T tile thought
OF being Obliged to work after his
brothers fashion.
Jacques did not fancy Pierrc's re-
jOinder, and would have heapcd some
fresh insult upon the cripple, had not
LIZ Frochard came forward, anxious to
show her fayoritc how we'll she had
done. 1,
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