The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-05-12

CHAPTER ,lxII.-contlnued.
The Distressing Adventure Of Mrs. Bin

The Distressing Adventure OF Mrs. BInes.
4 Mauburn too, was shrewd enough to
Il see that, while she frankly liked him, he
]. was for some reason less a favorite than
4 the Baron de Palliac.
i 1t" be no easy matter marrying that
1 GIRL he told Mrs. Drelmer. She's really
! a dear. and awfully good fun, but she's
!, not bit silly, and dare say she'll marry
i some chap because she likes him, and not
! because he's anybody, you know. "A
I Make her like you." insisted his ad .
4 wiser
ION my word, I wish she did. And
! I'm not SO sure, you know, she doesn't
fancy that Frenchman, or even young Mil
! brey.
I'll keep you before her promised Mrs.
Drelmer, "and wish you not think you
! can't win her. 'Tisn't like YOU S.
Miss Bines accordingly heard that it was
such pity young Milbrey drank so, be-
cause his only salvation lay in making q
rich marriage, and a young man, nova
days, had to keep fairly sober to accom-
plish that. Really, Mrs. Drelmer felt sorry
for the poor weak fellow. Good hearted
chap. but he has no character, my dear,
so I'm afraid there's no hope for him.
He has the soul Of merchant tailor, actu-
ally, but not the tailor's manhood. Other
wise he'd be above marrying some unsus-
pecting girl TO her money and breaking
her heart after marriage. Now, Mauburn
+ is a type so different; honest, unaffected
healthy, really he's a man for any girl
| to be proud of, even If he were not heir
( to a title-one of the best in oil England,
and an ornament Of the most exclusively
correct set; of a line. my dear, that is truly
great-not like that shoddy French nobil-
| ity, discredited IN France, that sends so
many of it's comic-opera, barons here look
! ing for large dowrtes to pay their gambl-
ing debts and put furniture in their rattle
trap old chateaux and keep them in alb
sinthe and their other peculiar diversions.
| And Mauburn, you lucky mink, simply
adores 5you-he's quite mad about you,
I reallyl'
sword, Miss Bines continued rather more
! favorably to the line of De Palliac. The
| baron was so splendid, so gloomy, so
deferential. He had the air of laying at
her feet, as a rug, the whole glorious his
| tory of France. And he appeared SO well
| in the victoria when they drove in the
| park.
/ It is true that the heart Of Miss Bines
| was as yet quite untouched; and it was
/ not more than a cool, dim, aesthetic light
in which she surveyed the three suitors
4 impartiaiily, to behold the Impressive
figure Of the baron towering above the
| Others Had the baron proposed for her
| hand, it is impossible that, facing the
/ question directly, she would have parted
4 or evaded.
But certain events befell unpropftiously
4 at a time when the baron was most GER
tain of his conquest; at the very time,
i indeed, when he had determined to open
his suit definitely by extending a proposal
i to the young lady thru the orthodox medi-
UNI of her nearest male relative.
I Il admit, I" wrote the baron to his ex-
Il pectant father, that it is what one calls
i very chances in the English, but one
! must venture in this country, and your
81 son is not without much hope And If
not, there is still Mile. Higbee.''
The baron shuddered as he wrote it. He
preferred not to recognize even the ex-
istence of this alternative for the reason
that the father Of Mile. Higbee distressed
him by an Incompetence Of suavity:s;
He conducts himself like pork, . the
baron would declare to himself, by way OF
+ perfecting his English.
i The secret cause of his subsequent de-
termination not to propose for the hand OF
Miss Bines lay in the hopelessly middle
class leanings of the lady who might have
incurred the supreme honor Of becoming
his mother n-1aw. Had Mrs. Bines been
above talking to low people, a. catastrophe
4 might have been averted. But Mrs
Bines was not above it. She was quite
unable to repress vulgar interest in the
+ menials that served her.
She knew the buffers life history two
days after she had ceased to be afraid al
him. She knew the distressing family at
fairs Of the maids; how many were the ig-
noble progeny of the elevator-man, ane
what his plebeian wife did for their GROUP
how much rent the hall-boy's low -borr
father paid for his mean two-story dwell
| ing in jersey City; and how many hours
a day or night the debased scrub-womer
devoted to their unrefining toll.
Brazenly, too, she held converse will
Philippe, the active and vo1uble Alsatia1
Il who served her when she chose to dine II
the public restaurant instead Of at he
own private table. Philippe acquainted
her with the joys and griefs of his diff
= cult profession. There were fourteen
thousand walters in New York, if, b,
walters, you meant anyone. OF cours,
there were not so many like Philippe
men Of the world who had served thei
time as assistants and their three year
as sub-waiters; men who spoke English
French and German, who knew somethin,
of cooking, how to dress salad. and hoVV
to carve Only such, it appeared, coul,
be members Of the exclusive Geneva c1,ll
that procured a place for you when 70,
were idle, and paid you SO a week whe1
you were sick.
Having the qualifications, one could ear
$50 q month in salary and three or fou
times as much in gratuities. Philippe
income was never less than $125 a month
Europe as master, after. two seasons a
Paris where a man acquires his polls
I-h1s perfection of manner, his fnish hi
grace? Philippe could never enough priz
that postgraduate course at the Maiso
dor, where he had personally known
= madame might not believe 1.-THE incom
parable Casmir, a chef who served tw
generations of epicures, princes, kings
statesmen, travelling Americans-au tn
truly great.
With his own lips Casnnir had told hin
Philippe. of the occasion when Dumas
y pere, had invited him to dinner that the
might discuss the esoterics Of salad dress
ing and sauces; also Of the time whe
the, Marquis de ST Georges embraced Cas-
mir for inventing the precious soup tina
afterwards became famous as Potage Ger
mine. And now the skilled and puissan
Casn1ir had retired. It was a calamit,
The Maison d'Or-Paris--w no longe
be what they had been.
For that matter, since one must live
Philippe preferred 1t to be in America. ia
in no other country could an adept &C
quire SO much money And Philippe kne,
the whole dining world. With Celine ali
the baby, Paul. Philippe dwelt iii an apart
ment that would really amoxe madame b
its appointments ofsluxury, in East Thirty
eighth street, and only the four tlishts t
climb. And Paul was three the larces
for his age, quite the largest that eithe
Philippe or Celine had ever beheld Eve
the brother of Celine and his wife, VIII
had a restaurant of their own-servir