Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1905-07-14
CHAPTER TX.

through an oasis. We shall soon be in
the open desert 1t Is half past 10.
Breakfast will soon be served in the din
ing car.
Where Is Ephrinell? l do not see him
at his post by the side of Miss Horatia
Bluett, whom questioned on the subject
after saluting her politely.
'Mr. Ephrinell has gone to give an
eye to his cases." she replies.
In the rear Of the second car Faru-
skiar and Ghangir have installed them
selves. They are alone at this moment
and are talking together On low tone.
As I return meet Ephrinell, who IS
coming back to his travelling companion.
He shakes my hand, Yankee fashion. l
tell him that Miss Horatia Bluett has
given me news of him.
"Ohl' says he, what a woman yon-
derI what a splendid saleswOman! One
OF those English"
"Who are good enough to be Ameri-
cans" / add.
wait bitr he replies, with a signi-
hcant smile.
As l am going out, notice that the
two Cinnamon are already in the dining
car, and that DIR. Tio-King's little book
Is on the table.
do not consider it too much of a lib
erty for a reporter to pick up this little
book, to open 1t, and to read the title,
which is as follows:
The Temperate and Regular Life;
Or, The
Art Of Living Long in Perfect Health.
Translated
From the italian of Louis Cornaro,
a Venetian Noble"
And this is the favorite reading of DR..
Tio-KingI And that is why his disre-
spectful pupil occasionally gives him the
nickname of COnaro!
There Is no change in the order in
which we sit down to breakfast. l find
myself close to Major Noltitz, who Is
looking attentively at Faruskiar and his
companion, placed at the extremity of
the table. We are asking ourselves who
this naughty Mongol could be.
"Ah! said l, laughing at the thought
which crossed my mind, IF that is"
Whop asked the major.
The chief Of the brigands, the famous
Ki-Tsang."
Have your joke, Monsieur Bombar-
nae, but under your breath, I advise
you7
You see, major, he would then be an
interesting parsonage, and worth long
interview"
After breakfast l went to smoke my
cigar on the platform behind the dining
car. Oaterna almost Immediately joins
me. Evidently the estimable comedian
has seized the opportunity to enter into
conversation with me.
Sir, said he to me, care two French
men going all the way from Baku to
Pekin without making each others ac-
quaintance?
Sir" | replied, when 1 meet a com
patriot am only too glad to shake hands
with him. And so, Monsieur Oaterna-''
you know my name?"
As you know mine, am sure"
"Of course, Monsieur Claudius Bonn
barnac, correspondent of the Twentieth
Century"
"At your service, believe me-"
"A thousand thanks, Monsieur Bonn
barnac, and even ten thousand, as they
say in China, whittier Madame Caterna
and are bound"
ITO appear at Shanghai in the French
troupe at the residency. 1 may add.
from sundry nautical phrases have no.
ticed, that you have been to sea-"
Il believe you, sir. Formerly cock
swain of Admiral de Boissondy's launch
on board the Redoubtable."
At this point Nine. Caterna came up.
She was in every way worthy of her
husband, sent into the world to reply to
him in life as on the stage, one Of those
genial theater folks born one knows not
where or how, but thoroughly genuine
and good-natured.
II beg to introduce you to Caroline
Caterna," said the actor, in much the
same tone as he would have introduced
me to Patti or Sarah Bernhardt.
Having shaken hands with your hus-
band" said l, II shall be happy to shake
hands with you, Madame Caterna."
There you are, then" said the ac-
tress, land without ceremony, foot to
the front and no prompting"
"As you see, no nonsense about her.
and the best of wives"
AS he is the best of husbands"
II believe am, Monsieur Claudius. 4"
said the actor, land why? Because I
believe that marriage consists entirely
in the precept to which husbands should
always conform, and that is, that what
the wife likes the husband should eat
often"
CTo be continued.I