The Washington times., 1902-09-28
BOOK n-wANDER1Ne-continued.

HIS Is inc mOTtuaEy CudPSA Va tAiS
Hotel Dieu?"
''Yes, monsieur the marquis, this IL
the mortuary chapel"
"Um. Cheerful placei"
Much more cheerful than the bottom
Of the-river. monsieur the marquis"
mo doubt Never empty. eh'"
Il have been q servant o: the Hotel
Dieu fourteen years. monsieur the mar
quis. and have not yet seen all the mar
tle slabs vacant"
You receive the bodies OF the drown
ed?"
And place them where they may be
seen and claimed"
How long do you keep them?"
THAT depends. Sometimes theil
friends seek them at once. We have
kept a body three months in the winter
season, though he turned very green"
Are all in your present collection
gathering verdvre?''
NO. monsieur. We have a very fresh
one, Just brought in; big stalwart fell
low, with the look Of the country about
him" n 80
Small clothes,"
Yes. monsieur"
Buckle shoes?"
Yes, monsieur
Hair light and long?"
The very man. monsieur the mar
quis''
Il suppose I shall have to look at
him. II he had to make himself un-
pleasant he should have stayed at the
chateau where his mother could identi-
fly him He is one of my peasants. come
to Paris to see life! must hold my
nose and do it.
1T is not necessary to hold the nose,
monsieur"
heard the snap of snuf-box lid as
the maruqis fortified himself.
Ny agony for the woman who was to
be looked at turned so sharp that ut
tered 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 ali gray. and curled, and pow
dered, instead Of being clipped close and
smooth in the style of the Empire; an
exquisite, thin-featured man, high of
nose and eyebrows, not large, but COM
pleteIy turned out as ample man and
bright spirit. The slightest fragrance of
OF snuff on his upper lip appeared fine
supercilious hairs.
did not look at the servant of the
Hotel Dieu. The old noble and held
each other with unflinching gaze.
do you recognize him. monsieur"
Il do the old noble deliberately an
swered. 81 should know his face any
where. Have him taken to my carriage
directly" 70
Your carriage, monsieur! He can be
sent"
II said take him to my carriage"
1T shall be done. His eyes have open
ed since he came in. But they some
times look as IL they would speak! Their
faces change constantly. This other
man, who is grinning tonight, may be
quite serious tomorrow"
And by the end of the month sorry
enough, eh?"
The servant of the Hotel Dieu tit
tered amiably. and l knew he was going
for help to lift me off the slab, when he
uttered cry of surprise. The old mar
quis wheeled sharply. and said:
Ell, bien. Is this another of them
promenading h,mself?"
/ felt the Oneida coming before his
Silent moccasirs strobe near me. He did
rot wait an instant, but dragged me
from the wet and death-cold marble TO
the stone floor, where he knelt upon
cne knee aad supported me. o Skene-
donk, how delicious was the warmth of
your healthy tody-how comforting the
grip of your hunter arms! Yet there are
people who say an Indian is like a
snake, / could have given thanks be-
fore the altar at the side of the crypt,
which my fixed eyes encountered as he
held me. The marble dripped into its
gutter, as If complaining of my es-
cape.
"oh, my dear friend!" cried the SER
want
Skeuedonk answered nothing at all
who is this gentleman" the mar
quis inquired. who seems to have the
skin OF a red German sausage drawn
tight over his head?"
This is an American Indian, monsieur
the marquis"
IAN Indian
..Yes. monsieur; but he understands
French g
THANK you for the hint. 1t may save |
me from having German sausage
drawn tight over my head. / have heard |
that American Indians practice giving
their friends that appearance. How do
YOU know he understands French?"
II think ii is the man VIII, used to
come to the Hotel Dieu years ago, when
/ was new in its service. He was in
structed in religion by churchmen in
Paris. and learned the language. Oh,
INV dear monsieur thin,. il is froouois
that he is called an aware that the
Americans have different manners, but
here we do not eS into the mortuary
chapel Of the Hotel Dieu and disarrange
the bodies without permission"
Skeaedonk's eyes probably had less i