The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1904-07-14

something else to say. My cabin is
finished" looking at her with joyous
eyes. Il hung the last door this morn
ing"
Isn't that nice:" rather listless,y.
She was thinking of Paris.
Yes" eagerly. And now there is
nothing to do hut furnish it. have
$40 you know. You must 90 down
and help ne select the things We
will want a cooking stove. That will
be $12, for | went yesterday to see.
Then six chairs will be 81, and a rock
Ing chair for you will be 81 more.
do not know about the dishes and such
things. You viii have to select them.
But there will be money enough"
yes, plenty" agreed Suzette absent
ly.
The next day was holiday, and ev-
erybOdy went into the woods on a
basket picnic. Jean sought Suzette at
once and kept persistently by her side,
soon leading her into a shaded path in
the deeper woods. AS they moved
away monsieur joined them. Jean
looked at him challengingly. He was
the first man to join Suzette and mon
sieur the second; if either left it must
be monsieur. So the three walked on
together.
Deeper and more shadowy the path
became, and at length they arrived at
a depression which had been a brook
not so very long before, but which had
now dried to three or four yards wide
of soft mud. Monsieur looked at it
discontentedly.
Owe will have to mire through, sup
pose" he grumbled. That's the trou-
BILE with this abOminable country
you're always running up against
things like this. We must walk as
carefully as we can, ma belle Per-
haps you can follow in my footsteps.
See, l shall try to walk on my heels"
And he stepped carefully into the mud,
picking his way 50 as to get as little
as possible upon his shoes.
Suzette was about to follow, but
Jean was by her side, and in a perfect
ly natural, matter of fact way he lifted
AlNl III LIS III LIS anu CLl LlCOl ltl ~ luC
firm ground beyond.
There you are" he said cheerily,
with not as much as a splatter Of
mud on your shoes"
But look at your. own cried mon
sieur disgustedly. you're muddy to
the knees"
ooh, it doesn't matter about me-" re-
spOnded Jean indifferently.
A little farther on they came to a
broad, fiat rock which looked so invit-
ing that even monsieur made for it
with returning good nature.
This is better" he said. 81 have
rocks like this on the chateau grounds
at home, with roses dropping over
them. When you go there, ma belle,
We
Eyes; l know it is beautiful" inter
rupted Suzettc pensively, but 1 shall
never see it, monsieur"
"NIa fol, yes eagerly; 'just as soon
as set another letter we will start"
But Suzctte shook her head. dropping
her lashes TO veil something which she
was afraid might show in her eyes.
NO, no. monsieur" she persisted. 81
shall marry Jean, and it is not so easy
for two to travel as one 1t costs more.
l have been thinking it over. and L
know / would never be able to take
care of a chateau. You say we would
not work; then things would get IN
tidy, and | could not be so eXtravagant
rs to hire help for work that I could
do myself Here it is different. I can
take care Of a cabin, for | know how
to sweep and cook And-and there is
another thing, monsieur" evidently
forcing herself to say something Itch
she found very difficult Il like Jean
better than any one else