Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-01-04

now, sowing winter grain, making wine,
harvesting late fruits. If the fine wearh-
er continues little longer, we shall have
splendid crop of winter pears"
Nancel-1 am delighted to hear it.
see that even in this solitude yon have
no time for ennui-especially if you
have plenty of good books"
Mile. DucernauX-'I never read. All
those novels are only the same thing,
over and over again
Nancel ironically Certainly But |
think | recall that YOU used to be inter
ested in art and music.
Mile. DucernauX-"My poor mother
was crazy ON those subjects. They
amused me little when | was girl,
but after | entered upon the serious du-
ties of life By the way, painting is
your profession, / believer
Nancel-"Yes."
Mile. Ducernaux-"D you paint land
scapes or fancy pieces!'
Nancel (suppressing smile)-"Neith-
er. Portraits"
Mile. Ducernaux-''Ah. bat the pho
tographers take such good lkencsses
now. Don't they draw your customers
Nancel-"No. There are some custom
ers who prefer good likenesses in oils. Z
AJuNNi IDuI lutN EOSl SD
much more! Have you ever had any
thing IN the salon? Perhaps you have
Won a price"
tEEdncel-'Yes, the first prize-the med
al of honor" tRising) Il must not
take up any more of your time | see
that your minutes are precious"
Mile. Ducernaux-"Oh! | am well
ahead of my work this morning. have
been labelling and putting away pre-
serves. Wouldn't YOU like to see my
fruit cellar?"
Nancel- Thanks; but l fear it would
bel mean, TAlleges is waiting, and MS
horse is very restless"
Mile. Ducernaux-"I will accompany
you to the gate" (She claps a weather
beaten straw hat on her head, where it
balances in unstable equilibrium II
Will show You my poultry and rabbits
mails, / see.'
Mile. DucernauX-"Not at all, but one
must have them in the country. / keep
guinea-hens. The butcher comes only
once wEeek--and. besides. poultry is
cheaper than butchers meat
Nancel--"Ahr
Mile. Ducernaux-"Ycs even allowing
for the. cost of the feed there is a great
saving"
After all the coops have been inspect
= 'fANf " Ah"A dtNCthPl " IL
kindle the embers
Nancel-''I see you still have that fine
old oak How it has grown! Do you
remember how we used to climb out on
that branch?'
Mile. Ducernaux Gndiferently)-"M
poor mother was so careless! Children
left to themselves always get into mis-
chief, They should be ruled with a
strong hand"
Nancel giving it up)-" Certainly"
Blowing very stifiy)-"Goodby, made
moiselle, and once more accept my apollo
gies for this intrusion"
A few minutes later Nancel, seated be-
side, his friend in the cart. is gazing ST.
lently and intently at the horizon.
Talleges-"Well, old man, what are YOU
thinking of! The scenery or Mile. Du-
eernauX?"
Nancel (goomily)-'I was thinking
that time, or life. if you choose, works
strange changes in rs. and that it is I'M
wise to revisit the scenes and the persons
that we loved quarter-century ago"
TallegeS-"The tooth of time and the
mirage of the heart. eh?"
Nancel-"E Especially the latter. You
were right. In the morning of life our
souls are IN too active fermentation to be
transparent to the light of truth. To
think that | loved, adored to the point of
thinking happiness impossible without
Talleges-"That Mile. Ducernaux, who
81 all the people | know is the most COM
pietely devoid of sentiment, intelligence.
klndllneSs, and taste, imagine yourself
YOU, with your artists SenSitiveness. YOU.
the exquisite painter of smiles and tears
-,yoked for life with this weakened.
Shrlyeled creature, who economies on
her ducks. and Expresses her dependents.
ana whose horizon is bounded BY pre-
serves and winter pearsr'
Nancel (lcoking at him sharply)-"You
knew what you We're sending me to,
Talleges-" Perfectly we'll"
Nancel-"EOu made a mistake, 1t is
better to let the flowers bloom on the
ruins
TaIleges-"No. 1t is better to see the
RUNS as they are. TO tear the lying gla-
mour from the past. Ii makes us less
dissatisfied with the present"
Nancel-"That is a poor philosophy for
one who seeks consolation"
T0llegeS-''A strong man like Won has
no need Of it, and the true philosophy. 10
my opinion, is 10 press forward toward
the grand goal without a backward
glance or regret Come old man, light
your cigarette! Make some more ashesl''
Translated from the French of Michel
Provins. for the New York Evening Posi-.
by Lawrence Il. Fletcher.
In the funeral sermon the colored mar
son said that the deceased brother was
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