The Meeker herald., 1907-02-16
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MONSIEUR SARDOU /
By PAUL c. WILLARD
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Copyright. 1901. BY Daily story Pub Col, i.

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But 1t seems that this sort of conduct
Is not appreciated. Good day."
For an hour he tramped aimlessly,
his mind full of plans by which to de-
feat his recent obstructiontst. and
that night he slept little. He rose
early and set of In the direction Of
the seminary and. when he returned.
towards noon, he wore the expression
OF one who has solved perplexing
problem. The company was to close
Its season on the coming Saturday
and now Wayne announced his wish
to finish his work on Wednesday.
Il don't like to let you CO." pleaded
the manager, but Wayne insisted and
he had his way.
For Miss Hard Wednesday brought
two distinct annoyances: In the first
place. Miss Porter wished to attend
the matinee. and, when permission
was refused. she said something point.
ed. In the second place, Adolph, the
chef. suddenly resigned. At this Miss
Hard announced a sick headache, and,
after sending advertisements to thu
papers for another cook, retired to her
room.
The next morning. after . memoi-
able breakfast. prepared by the laun.
dress and second girl. Miss Hard nj,
most smiled when the maid Mi.
nounced that man had applied for
the position of chef.
Show him in." she commanded, and
moment later he stood before her,
tall and swarthy, with a small black
mustache and imperial. "A French,
man" she exclaimed to herself and II
struck her that chef de cuisine
straight from Paris would add to the
sum of the schools attractions.
Your name" she asked.
Emile Sardou," he replied with 4
kingly bow.
"Sardou! You are not related to
the great dramatist?"
"Oui, oui, madame; he ees my grand
father"
Miss Hard gazed at him almost with
reverence. She was thinking how she
would point out her chef to visitors az
the grandchild Of genius.
You are a good cook, q good chef!
You understand it all?"
"Oui. Out, madame" He let fly 4
volley of assurances II cook any
ting. anything at all. Eet ees deleeci
ous."
You can make pies?"
He rolled his eyes ecstatically.
"Ah. madame, eet ees re pattie zci
l make more best Fan all. All, u
pattie. he shall be 30 grand. so beau
tiful. so-what you call-so magnit
ique." After this outburst Miss Hal.
lost NO time in securing Monsieur Sal
dou.
At lunch there was . dearth OF eat
ables but Miss Hard reflected that
Monsieur Sardou had scarcely had
time to prepare anything. At dinner
the roast was burned and the coffee
weak enough for nursery but she
made allowances and carved deeper
The other servants wondered at Emile
He talked French when they asked
him about himself. yet. when be
burned his hand he swore in perfect
English; and he seemed possessed to
leave the kitchen and wander through
the halls. The "magnifque" pastries
came and went uneaten, for they were
unspeakable. and then Monsieur Sar
dos blamed the range. Zen my coun
tree" he told Miss Hard. "eet ees NOT
so. must have re brick oven
Thenceforth all pastries were pur.
chased from the bakery.
So for week Monsieur Sardou
reigned. amid smoke and culinary
calamities unnumbered; then he de-
parted, and. about the same time
Miss Porter disappeared. Three days
later Miss Hard sat In the library
reading this letter:
my Dear Miss Eard-Forgive me
for causing you dyspepsia; but. really
1t was all your fault. When you re-
fused my frank request l was Obliged
to fall back upon my art and I next
appeared to you in one of my favorite
characters-Beauciar 1t seems that
am much better actor than cook,
but intend to abandon both occupa.
lions and go into business now that I
have found the best girl In the world
for wife. and, az Beaucaire says at
the close OF the play. her name lie
the sweetest name In all the world
just Mary. Robert Wayne"