The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-06-10
JUNIOR MINNEAPOLIS MINNESOTA SUNDAY MORNING JUNE TO- 1895

MINNESOTA, SUNDAY MORN
that had been given to him time before by the
Count de Saint Victor. Faben can we not buy some
"Give me the money! said Fabien, 'and will buy
you will not be and will have refreshments brought
at once.'' .s-> 49,. =
Faben long away that Pedro said uneasiy:
~ am afraid he is playing trick. It would be like
him not to back at all and to return the to
me tomorrow morning." - .~.
''He could not be so cruel, said Petronilla while
the countenance of Brother Francois fell, for it is
thing to expect good meal and then to
stand face to face with the possibility of disappoint
ment FL. -:-E-=.:c ..-<-.
. After long time, during which the twins grew
and more uneasy and the frar and more hungry,
Fabien appeared, accompanied by who bore
tray the longexpected refreshments-a startling pie,
roast bird and fagon of wine. l. -. F. =.
We thought you. were not coming back again, Fa-
bien said Peronia while their guest thus pleas
anty engaged. - :@<@~ - -:
II do not why you should have thought so' said
the little marquis haughtily 'I told you going
to find refreshments and have brought them. Do I
ever break my word?' -: %<~' - '"
The boy clustered for while, and them the
s s b one ne could mot deny he So I'D down and
1t had just been put on the spit when went to the
''Did YOU 90 to the kitchen?D asked Petronia in
,,of course Where else would you go to find food'
To the picture gallery?'' - - .
.What kind of bird is it, Fabiene'' asked Pedro
Never you mind what kind Of biz bird it is 1t is
iii is delightful'' replied the friar, who, helping
himself generously did not at all curious regarding
meal was finished he took his leave with many express
sons of thanks to his young friends who had been
thoughtful for his comfort and had given him royal
a supper; -. ,ao- ,o+ b o,,a ,,,o s.;z h,a b.
known what do about that bird, - said Faben with
litter, when the frar had left them. Ill.,.
'What there wrong about isl Oh Fabien
it poisonedg'' asked Petronilla in horror.
At this question the boy, and not without reason,
fair hOile ed with in0iD
going to accuse mes Why should want to give Brother
feod Ann cor
I know you would not do such a thing, but L
heard madame that poison often finds its way to
kings kitchen But tell me, there anything wrong
with the birds You would not tell us what kind of
fowl it was.'' E
it, When went to the kitchen they just put
ting the spit fine golden pheasant which the kings
always getting the best, offered the cook the gold
piece for it. He said he did not dare to let have it,
for it was for the kings own supper and was the only
dent of some kind with the others: ~.
<*Does his majesty expect golden pheasant for for
majesty knew nothing about it, did else for
that matter Then give it to me- said, and roast
but gold piece that the light would shine
it and the temptation too great he let have
wne s''i't thought should die laughing when Brother
Francois called it royal supper for that is what is
"a very clever little conspiracy said deep voice.
and time tall form darkened the doorway
of the grotto. j..
The three children shrank together terrified, while
the speaker leaned against Of the trees that formed
the natural portal His face they could not but
shaft of moonlight struck chain about his neck and
brought flashes of fire from the jewels hands It
evidently of the gentlemen of the court who had
overheard their conversation and who would tell the king
of the robbery of his supper The three children
very uncomfortable themselves anywhere else
than in that grotto that particular moment Faben
who always ready to plan mischief prone
shrk the consequences of his misdongs and
his teeth were chattering with fear.
heard only the last sentence distinctly" said the
gentleman, but before that thought heard something
about poison in the kings kitchen. Was I right9"
It necessary for some one to answer this ques
tion Pedro forward and stood in the full light
of the sThat was but foolish remark Of sis
ters monsieur he said respectfully and he glad
that his voice steady for, truth to tell he
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