Lexington gazette. [volume] (Lexington, Va.) 1871-1962, 1904-01-06
Seeking
A Home

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
1t must be said that Anatole
Pluchin was on the eve of getting
married. These things may happen
to anybody, and | don't mention the
fact in order to ask your pity on
his behalf, because his intended was
charming girl. Her name was
Andree-delightful name! She was
blond-agreeable color. She was
twenty years and seven months old
attractive age. She belonged to
a family that was worthy of all re-
spect, fact to be considered.
That rogue Anatole. He knew
the young girl was in love with him
-madly in love with him. Had she
not confessed to him that she would
die rather than marry another! |
know well that these things are Of
ten said and rarely executed. But
in this case, although Andree was
blond, she was the owner of al en-
ergetic and decided character. When
she said things like this her blue
eyes darted terrible lightnings.
Doubtless it was this strong tenn
permanent that prevented her par
ents from making any objections
and placing any obstacles in her
way. There was no good talking to
Andrce.
"You know, mamma" she had re-
peated again and again, Il want
this matter to be finished quickly"
"But, my dear child, there are
certain delays and certain formali-
ties
"The delays can be hurried"
"That is true"
"And the formalities can be SIM
plifed."
81 have no objections, dear, if it
will give you pleasure.
"Then, mamma, let us consider
the engagement as settled"
Settled. Your lover has only
exchanged a very few words with
your father"
"You know that my father does
what you wish"
"My daughter, you exaggerate."
at is understood. Let us waste
no more time discussing it. l shall
be married on the 10th of next
month"
eve shall see"
'Not the 18th; the 10th. 1t falls
on Saturday. l have already look
ed in the almanac.
"You have thought of every
thing"
ppm thinking only of him."
"Well, he is a happy man to be
able to inspire such Ct affection"
when you were married didn't
you have the same feeling?"
"The very same, my child. But
perhaps my thermometer-that is,
the register of my feelings-was not
quite so high as yours is"
"Well, now, mamma, let us start
the campaign"
"Start the campaign? What do
you mean?"
'Find an apartment"
as it possible ?"
"You do not wish US to live in
the street, ! suppose?"
"No, but
Tomorrow morning, then, We
will start out"
"The"@
Tomorrow, directly after break
fast, for apartments are sometimes
difficult to find. Now, mamma, let
me give YOU a kiss. You are so
good"
She spoke the truth. Her moth
er was al excellent creature, and
.Anatole Pluchin was-well, his
mother, her future mother-in-law,
was of the kind that are nowadays
seldom to be found.
The day following at the APP
pointed hour Andree was ready to
attack Paris and ransack it from
end to end in her endeavors to find
the nest-that is, the apartments--
of her dreams. Her valiant mother
was prepared to accompany her.
The poor old woman had burned
her throat with her coffee and had
nearly chokcd herself over the sugar
at the bottom of the cup.
"Forward, march, cried the joy
Gus voice of Andree.
Young and inexperienced, she lit
tie knew what terrible thing 1t Is
to hunt for rooms in Paris, to climb
up dozens and dozens of steps anc
to undergo the searching question.
ing of Jealous concierges and indis-
Greet porticres.
:. After an hour and half Of this
exercise the unfortunate girl was
exhausted. And her mother! She
followed her daughter, pulling like
a grampus and dragging her leg:
after her n Il they were loss OF