The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1902-12-17
FUNERAL MEATS.

One dreary afternoon in January,
during the siege of Paris, NJ. Reboullet
left his Office in state of great men,
tai perturbation. He went directly
home and, bursting in upon his wife,
exclaimed tragically: Virginia, We
must kill Adolphe,"
Nine. Reboullet sat beside table
sewing. At her husbands emphatic
words she rose, trembled, grew pale,
then dropped back into her chair in an
ettitudc of abject helplessness.
"Yes, we must kill Adolphe! 1t is
hard, hut there is nothing else to be
done. We really ought to have ex-
pected it. What did you say?"
Nine. Rcboullet had said nothing.
She sat quite still in limp helplessness
and great tears went chasing each
other down her pallid checks.
you are crying! Well, that's quite
natural, and If | weren't man-but
what good would it do? One should
be reasonable!"
"But couldn't we-wait little while
longer" sobbed the lady.
'You know, Virginia, that there is
one thing l have always been very
careful about; that is my reputation.
Well, that is now at stake, and all be-
cause Of Adolphe. You have persist
ed in taking him out for exercise
daily on the avenue. He is insolently
fat, and people think it strange that at
such time as this, when many poor
creatures haven't even a piece of
horse meat to eat, that we should keep
a useless mouth to feed. Talk Of it
has even reached the office. For some
time past have noticed a coolness
among my companions. couldn't un-
derstand 1t, but today Sergt. Bose said
to me. at the distribution of provisions,
'Adolpe is still thriving, presumed!
Then | understood that the sacrifice
was necessary, and 1t must be made"
After a silence, Nine. Reboullet
stammered: But 1 shall never have
the courage"
Nor l." replied her husband. I'VE
shall have to leave it to Rose"
Rose, who was the domestic, and
who hated Adolphe as much as her
masters loved him, agreed to perform
the agreeable task.
II may be said right here that
Adolphe was a dog, and an extremely
i'll favored one at that. A curious
mixture Of pug and hound, with long
ears. stubby tail and slender legs
he certainly would have been no loss
10 the world from an aesthetic point
of view.
M. and Nine. Reboullet went out to
walk the next morning at 10 o'clock
leaving Adolphe to the tender mercies
OF Rose. They were disconsolate, but
spurTed on by the cold, they were soor
walking at brisk pace up and dowr
the avenue. Both were silent. Aftel
time, Nine. Reboullet gasped out
ut must be over by this time!"
Reboullet looked at his watch i
was only ten minutes past IL, so tn,
couple resumed their mute promenade
In few moments Nine. Reboullet ex
claimed again with a start: I'VE for
got to tell Rose what to do with poo
Adolphe after-where to bury him.
"True; / never thought of it. Blu
don't worry; he shall have the sort o
burial he deserves"
Distracted in spite OF themselves b,
the movement in the street and exhi
arated by the nipping air, they begal
70 think less exclusively of their dog
and when at noon they found then
selves in front of their home. Rebou
let exclaimed "How hungry / am!
"And I. too," sighed Nine. Reboullet
Immediately after they gave eac
other q look that promptly brough
them back to due sense Of propriety
The pair wore soon seated at tn
table in the little oak dining room, o
sntes1ng this room. 70 full Of hauntin