The Minneapolis journal., 1902-09-06
AWAklNG,
Chapter ". Continued.


We did not go into the subject Of his
travels at that time. for I began to Won
der who was going to teach me books, and
heard with surprise that 1t was Doctor
Chantry.
But struck him with the little knife
that springs out Of a box"
Skenedonk assured me that Doctor
Chantry thought nothing Of it. and there
was no wound but a scratch. He looked
on mo as his pupil. He knew all kinds Of
books.
Evidently Doctor Chantry liked me
from the monment I showed fight. His
from the monument I showed fight. He re-
ceiyed me from Skenedonk, who shook my
hand and wished me well, before pad
ding away
De Chaumont's house was full as hive
around the three sides Of its f1owered
court. A ball was In preparation, and all
the guests had arrived. Avoiding these
gentry we mounted stairs toward the roof
and came to a burst Of splendor. AS far
as the eye could see through square east
and west windows, unbroken forests
stretched to the end Of the world, or Lake
George wound, sown thick with islands,
ranging IN size from mere rocks support
ing tree, to wooded acres.
The room which weaned me from abort
gnal life was at the top of the central
building. DR.. Chantry shuffied over the
appointments. There were curtains like
frost work, which could be
pushed back from the square
panes At one end Of the huge
apartment was my huge bed, formidable
with hangings. Near 1t stood a table for
the toilet. He opened a closet door In the
wall and showed a spiral staircase going
down to a tunnel which led to the lake
For when De Chaumont first came into
the wilderness and built the central house
without Its wings, he thought it well to
nave secret way out, as his chateau In
the old country had.
THE tunnel is damp" said DR.. Chan
try. Il never venture into it. though all
the corner rooms below give upon this
stairway. and mine Is just under yours"
1t was like returning me the lake to use
In my own accustomed way. For the re-
matnder Of my furniture had a study
table, a cupboard for clothes, some arm
chairs. case Of books, a massive fire.
place, with chimney seats at the end OF
the room opposite the bed.
1 asked DR.. Chantry, WAS all this made
ready for me before I was sure of COM
ing here?'
y When the count decides that a thing
Will be done 1t Is usually done," said my
schoolmaster. And Madame de Ferriel
vas very active In forwarding the prep
arations.'
The joy Of youth in the unknown was
before me. My old camp life receded be-
hind me.
Madame de Terriers missal book Law or
the table, and when I stopped before II
tongue-tide. DR.. Chantry said was tc
keep it.
She gives It to you. It was treasured
IN her family on account of personal at.
tachment to the giver. She is not Cath.
Ollie. She was brought up as good Prot
estant as any English gentlewoman."
/ told her it was my mothers.
seemed to be my mothers. But dom
know-I cant remember"
My master looked at the missal, ant
SAID it was fine specimen Of illuminn
tlon. His manner toward me was s,
changed that I found It hard to refer t,
the lancet. This, however. very naturall,
followed his examination Of my head. H,
said 1 had healthy blood, and the wount
was closing by the first intention. TIL,
pink cone at the tip of his nose worked
in a whimsical grin as he heard my apol
ogy.
1t Is not often you will make the medi
cine man take his own remedy. my lad :"
We thus began our relation with tn.
best feeling. It has since appeared tha
was a blessing to DR.. Chantry. NV edu
cation gave him something to do. For
although he called himself physician t.
Count de Chaumont, he had no real occu
patton in the house, and dabbled wit
poetry, doing among books. De Chau
mont was one of those large men VIII
gather in the weak. His older servant
had come to America with his father, an
were as attached as kindred. A nature
parasite like DR.. Chantry took to De Chau
mont as means Of support; and 1t wa
pleasing to both of them.
My master asked me when wanted
begin my studies. and I said, Now.
We sat down at the table. and
learned the English alphabet, some phrase
Of English talk, some spelling, and trace
my first characters in a copy book. Wit
consummate desire to know, did NO
want to leave off at dusk. In that hig
room day fingered. The doctor was fret
full for his supper before we rose from ou
task.
Servants were hurrying up and dow
stairs. The whole house had an air {
festivity. Doctor Chantry asked me t
wait in lower corridor while he mad
some change in his dress. -.-s.-=.,s.r
I sat down on broad window sill, an
when I had waited few minutes, Mad
emoiselle de Chaumont darted around
corner, bare armed and bare necked. Sh