New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1903-08-14

morrow viii teach thee Athena juliet"
turning suddenly upon the Frenchwoman.
Pig! Imbecile. Give me my guitar"
Julie obeyed in silence but her eyes flashed
dangerously
Madam took the beautifully inlaid instrument
without troubling to say Thank you and be-
gan to strum with nervous. uncertain fingers.
Philip keeps it in tune for me-" she ex-
plained-"keeps it ever ready"
She began to sing in a thin. cracked voice, in
expressibly pathetic. La Depart Pour la
Syrie."
Partant pour Ia Sy-rf-e
lie jeune ct brave Du-nois
enait pTt-er Marie
De-de-de"-
She could get no further seeking vainlv FOR
forgotten words and notes
"De-mais de quoi? Which fret was I press
ing! This-nO-that? No-oh. bon Dieu, Why
may not remember"
she looked helplessly at me. tears blurring the
brightness in her eyes. Julie came forward.
Monsieur VIII sing it for madame when he
returns" she said an odd note In her voice
Monsieur. who sings SO beautifully I speak
OF NJ Erranti. mademOiseIe. the son of ma
dame-M. Philip. All. but mademoiseIIs
should hear him, He sings as the birds. So
handsome, also. though not with the look OF
madame his mother. A grief to NJ Erranti
doubtless, that he should not resemble madame.
Monsieur is so entirely devoted to madame-sa
merer'
jules handsome face through this rhapsody
remained as cOldly expressiOnless as usual
looked at her mistress She had lost her color.
the sweet old face wore hunted, frightened
look. Then knew that in some hidden way
the maid had revenged herself for insults en-
dured. Madam held out the guitar in two
shaking hands.
Take it away she said. feebIy. IT am tired.
want my nap I rose to go. NO" she cried,
mottoning me to sit down again NO I forgot
See. Julie. open the oak chest there-the third
Going to a divan. Julie pushed aside the
cushions. removed its cover and disclosed a
large chest of oak
Eth, bien, madamer she said. awaiting fur
Their orders
Madam looked at me.
For whom do you mourn. my chiId?"
1 told her.
But I can't live with black people!' She
cried pettishIy. It don't like black peopleI
And you do you like black people?'
Black people?" repeated stupidity. bewil-
dered both by the heat and madam's oddities.
DO you mean negroes. madam
She burst out laughing
Absurd child! mean"-she stopped laugh
ing. frowned. looked at me suspiciously. Ne
groes? What did I say about negroes? Moth
ing. nothing nothing! What do you know OF
negroes? Speak. child-what what what?"
Nothing at ALL" said, ashamed Of my dull
ness. as realized she had but alluded to my
black clothes. Il have never known any ne
groes-I have seen very few
Grand Dieul" exclaimed the old lady Never
known Niger! Seen very few! Grand DieuI
What a strange chiId-whiIe l. r.
Perhaps mademoiselle will consent to wear
white when with madame broke in Julie. I'M
conscious apparently that she was rudely in
terrupting. See" pointing TO her pink frock
with shrug of her shoulders, when had the
honor of serving mademOiseIIe's mother wore
always black, a femme de chambre should
while now. behold mel She raised her eye
brows. spread out her hands ITO please ma
dame! a livery-rien de pIus!"
May 1 think it over. MADAME"
Every moment the room grew warmer and
more befogged.
Yes. yes said the old lady. peevishIy- This
afternoon, when have had my siesta"-
Julie drew from the chest a number Of morn
ing gowns, pink. blue. many tinted
"AH mine!" cried madam, proudly. and
many. many morel Every box is fuIEyes
they are all great bOxes"-a sweeping gesture
toward the divans-"and heaping. heaping full
Open some. Juliet; let mademoiseHe see
Nothing loath, Julie complied. Soon the floor
was covered with displaced cushions. while
chairs and bed dis appeared beneath mountains
of fnery. Nine. Erranti was evidently a
magpe, since many of the gowns were cut after
a fashion OF twelve years before. Brocades.
rich silks that would stand alone. shimmering
satins, India muslins. shawls. laces. enbroid-
cries. undergarments. even gloves came out Of
the chests that lined the walls.
Julie had two passions-money and dress. In
her element among madam's treasures. she for
got their owner. who now lifted her voice IN
complaint.
II tired, tired!' she walled IT want
my nap-I want it immediately want it nOwI
Put up her hair; send her away. Vite. wife,
vite,"
Julie came to herself with a start. and hurry
ing TO me coiIed up my hair with nimble fingers
Il will ring for Claude madame; mademoisella
VIII desire her luncheon"
MATS oui Oui. QUIZ screamed madame. irr4ta-
bic through fatigue. ''Vite. vite vite."
AS 1 left the room julie whispered; When
madame sleeps I will come. that together we
may arrange this little matter OF the toilette.
n'est-ce pas?"
1 said yes quickly, only anxious to escape from
the heat and the weary old lady. 1t was with
a keen sensation Of relief that re-entered the
cool marble gloom Of the great hall Mentally
I was very. very tired.
(TO be cOntinued)
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