Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-09-17

shall have q goodiy dot when you get
married, my child
And did you attend any parties or
balls?" She inquired quickly, ignoring
his concluding remark. Tell me about
them. | want to know what you saw
in the great towns-in the fine houses
how the ladies looked how they act
ed-what they said-the dresses they
wore-how"-
"Ciel. You will split my ears, child.
Can't you fill my pipe and bring it to
me with a coal on? Then I'll try to
tell you what 1 cam he cried. assum-
ing hunorously resigned air. Per
haps if | smoke l can remember ev-
erything."
Alice gladly ran to do what was
asked. Meantime Jean was out on
the gallery blowing flute that M.
Roussillon had brought him from
Quebec.
The pipe we'll filed and lighted APP
parently did have the effect to steady
and encourage NJ Roussillon's mem
DRY, or. if not his memory, then his i'm
agination. which was Of that fervid
and liberal sort common to natives. OF
the Midi and which has been exquisite
" depicted by the late Alphonse Dau-
Diet in Tartarin and Bompard He
leaned far back in a strong chair, with
his massive legs stretched at full length,
and gazed at the roof poles while ne
| talked. Ee
| In the first place. he had not been in
Quebec or Montreal during his absence
| from home. Most of the time he had
| spent dsposing of pelts and furs at De
! troit and In extending his trading re-
lations with other posts, but what mat
tered trifiing want of facts when his
] meridional fancy once began to warm
/, up? A smattering of social knowledge,
gained at first hand in his youthful
days in France while he was a student
whose parents fondly expected him to
conquer the world. came to his aid. and.
besides. he had saturated himself all
his life with poetry and romance. Sc,'-
derry, Scarron. Provost. Nine. La Fa-
yette and CalpreneGe were the CHER
sources Of his information touching the
I life and manners. morals and gayeties
of people who, rs he supposed, stirred
the surface of that respiendent and far
off ocean called society.
Alice was absolutely charmed. She
1 sat on low wooden stool and gazed in
to Gaspard Roussillon's face with dilat-
ing eyes in which burned that rich and
radiant something we call a passionate
soul. She drank in his famboyant
/ stream of words with a thirst which
nothing but experience could ever
u,ssIlch. He felt her silent applause
and the adrniring involuntary absorb
ton that possessed his wife. The con
seriousness of his elementary magnet
ism augmented the flow of his fine de
,scriptions, and he went on and on unit
the arrival of Father Beret put an enc
to it ALL
The priest, hearing Of NJ. Roussillon's
return, had come to inquire about some
friends living at Detroit. He tool
luncheon with the family, enjoying thu
downright refreshing collation. OF broil
ed birds. onions, meal cakes and claret
ending with d dish of blackberries ant
cream.
Nj. Roussillon seized the first oppor
tunity to resume his successful romano
ing and presently in the midst Of the
meal began to tell Father Beret about
what he had seen in Quebec
"By the way he said, with expan
sive casualness in his voice, Il called
upon your old time friend and coad
jutor, Father Sebastian, while ur
there A noble old man. He sent you
thousand good messages. Was
nightly delighted when l told him
how happy and hale you have always