Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-11-05

THE regent, be sure, was angry enough
at this cheapening of his own wares before
all, and perhaps It's true he had fancy
for the woman. At any rate, tits said that
this very morning he Quarreled holly with
Mr.. Law. The latter gave back words hot
as he received, and so they had 1t violent
enough. IT'S stated on the Quinquempoix
that another must take Mr.. Laws place.
But If Mr.. Law goes. what will become of
the System? And what would the System
be without Mr., Law? And what would
Paris be without the System? Why, listen,
Lady Catharne! 1 gained fifty thousand
ltvres yesterday. and my coachman, the
rascal, In some manner seems to have done
quite as well for himself. 1 doubt not he
will yet build mansion of his own, and
perhaps my husband may drive for him!
These be strange days. indeed. l only hope
they may continue, In spite of what my
husband says
And what says he?" asked Lady Cath
arine, her own voice sounding to her unfa-
mliar and far away.
why, that the city is mad, and that this
soon must end-this Mississippi bubble, as
my Lord Stair calls II at the embassy
Yet have heard all France is prosper
GUS"
ooh, yes indeed. IT'S said that but yes
terday the kingdom paid four millions OF
its debt to Bavaria, three millions of its debt
to Sweden-yet these are not the most
pressing debts of France"
Meaning"
why, the debts of the regent to his
friends-those are the important things. But
the other day he gave 90, 600 livres to Mad
anne Chateauthiers, as a little present. He
gave 2O0, 600 livres to the Able Something
or-other who asked for 1t, and another
thousand livres to that rat Dubois. The
thief D'Argenson ever counsels him to give
in abundance now that he hath abundance,
and the regent is ready with a vengeance
with his compliance. Saint Simon, that
piggish duke, has had a million given him
to repay debt his father took on for the
king a generation ago. To the captain Of
the guard the regent gives 100000 livres,
for carrying the fan of the regent s forgot
ten wife; to the Prince Courtenay, 100000,
most like because the prince said he had
need of it; pension of 100000 annually to
the Marquise de Bellefonte, the second such
sum, because perhaps she once made eyes
at him: a pension of 10000 livres to three
year-old relative to the Prince de Cont,
because Cont cried for 1t; 100, 600 livres to
Mademoiselle Haidee, because she has a
consumption; and as much more to the
Duchesse de Falarf, because she has not q
consumption. Bah! The credit of France
might. indeed. as my husband says, be
called leaking through the Stats of fans"
But, look your she went on, ''how Mr..
Law feathers his own nest. He bought
lately, for half million livres, the house
Of the Comte de Jesse; and on the same
day, as you know, the Hotel Mazarin.
There is no limit to his buying of estates.
This, SO says my husband. is the great
proof Of his honesty. He puts his money
here in France. and does not send it over
seas. He seems to have no doubt, and in
deed no fear. of anything
Lady Warrington paused. half for want
of breath. Silence fell in the great room.
big and busy fly, deep down in the crystal
Cylinder which sheltered taper on near
by table, buzzed out droning protest.
The face of Lady Catharine was averted.
'You did not tell me, Lady Emily said
she, with womans feigned Indifference,
what was the name Of this poor woman
of the other evening"
"Why. SO had forgot-and tits said that
Mr. Law. after all. comported himself
something of the gentleman. No one knows
how far back the affair runs. nor how
serious It was. And indeed have seen no
one who ever heard OF the woman before"
"And the manner"
Twas said Mr.. Law called her Mary
Connynge."
The big fly, deep down in the crystal cage,
buzxed on audibly; and to one who heard
1t. the drone of the lazy wings seemed
Hike the roars Of thousand tempests.
CTo be continued tomorrow.}