Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-06-04

mademoiselle-"so something, I don't know
what it was, carried me away, and ate
and ate until both portions were van
ished Ahr he exclaimed. Triumph!
The waiter returns. He brings chicken,
too, for my friend. Garcon, you have
done we'll. You shall be rewarded. 1t is
excellent"
The waiter. still with a protesting air,
passed up the chicken. The little party
was convulsed with merriment. They
all watched Julien eat his tardy course.
Hendricks with an air of recklessness,
slipped more wine.
ct ffatter myself he said, that be-
fore very long shah have taught you
to forget that you were ever a cabinet
minister, that you were ever at Elton.
| that you Were ever. at Oxford. One does
not live in those places. you know, JUL
len. One shrivels instead if expands.
My friend, we have dined."
els there nothing more?' Julien asked.
There is fruit" Hendricks admitted.
1t was in my mind to spare you the
| fruit. see it to right and left of us
being handed around-nuts, banana, ap-
pies whose exterior 1 trust is mislead-
ing. Never mind. you have desired
fruit and you shall have it. Waiter,
monsieur desires his fruit.
] The waiter disappeared and in a mo-
| lllCllb VI LWO OulACh was ANONs
Coffee, if you will?"
mo coffee, thanks" Julien decided,
IF we are really going to spend the
evening visiting places of entertainment
| of a similar class, let us reserve our
coffee. A large cigar, think"
| Hendricks sighed.
ST hate to go, mademoiselle opposite
| is pleased with me. have made a good
| impression upon madame. Monsieur Is
/ ay@eer h1y1 Of
! fellowship. One of those pleasing little
romances one dreams about might here
| find a commencement. In weeks time
might be accepted as a son-in-law) of
the house / see all the signs of assent
already beaming in Inadames eye. Per-
maps we had better go, Julien!'
They took their leave, not without the
exchange of many smiles and bows with
the little family party they left behind.
They walked Slowly down the room, arm
in arm.
I'VE were fortunate, you see. in our
neighbors," Hendricks declared. There
are Germans everywhere here. One is
curious about these people. One won
ders how far they have imbibed the
| manners and customs of the people
among whom they live. Are they still
absolutely and entirely Teutons, do
you suppose? Do they lntermarry here,
make friends, or do they remain an
alien element?'
'To Judge by appearances" Julien
remarked. they remain an alien ele-
ment 1t is astonishing how seldom
you see mixed parties of French people
and Germans here"
"It is exactly to make observations
upon that point that 1 am in Paris"
| Hendricks asserted. MY people are
curious They want me to watch and
write about it. Do you know that there
| is a feeling in London, Julien that we
are reaching the Climax
Julien nodded.
at can quite believe it," he replied.
"FauIkenberg seems to show every de-
sire to force our hand"
May the Lord deliver us from a
Germanized Paris!" Hendricks prayed.
''They may have the Ritz, if they will.
and the EIyses Palace. They may
have all the halls of fashion and gilt
| and wealth. They may swamp the Pre-
Catelan and the Armenonville, so long
as they leave us the real Paris Come.
we take our coffee here This is a
German cafe if you like, Never mind.
let us see if by chance any French peo-
pie have wandered in.
! They drank coffee at a little table in
huge building, hung with tobacco
| smoke, with the inevitable band at one
end, and crowded with people. Ken
bricks smiled as the waiter brought
them sugared cakes with their coffee.
ct is Germany" he declared. Look.
| An odd Frenchman or two, perhaps; no
French women. Look at the hats, the
women's faces. The hats looked we'll
enough in the shop-windows here.
What an ignoble end for them! From
an aesthetic point OF view, Julien,
nothing is more terrible than the do
mesticlty of the German. If only he
could be persuaded to leave his wife
at home! Think how much more at
| tractive 1t would make these places.
| He would have more money to spend
| upon himself, upon his own beer and
| his own pretzels, and in time, no doubt
a lonely feeling. feeling of sentiment
would overpower him, and the vacant
chair would be filled by one of these
vivacious little women, who might
| teach him in time that blood was
meant to flow, not to ooze like mud.
1T shall begin to think" Julien re-
marked, ''that you don't like the Ger
mans -
'sThere You are wrong" Hendricks
replied. TN their own country like
them. They have all the good quail
ties. Germany for the Germans, |
should say always, and me for any
| other country. We have drunk our cof-
fee Let us 60"
They passed on to music hail. Where
they listened to mixed performance
| and drank beer out of long glasses
tseryed to them by a distinctly Teutonic
waiter. Greatly to Hendricks annoy
ance. however, they were surrounded by
| English and Americans and were too
tightly packed in to change their seats.
on the way out, however, he suddenly
\ beamed. 81
/ 'sBehold!" ne exclaimed.
! He swept his hat from his head. 1t
1 was their companions at the dinner ia
BILE. Madame was pleased to remember
him, also mademoiselle.
l 'I shall invite them to supper" Ken
| bricks declared
of you do" Julien retorted, II shall
| go home"
Hendricks heaved a long sigh as he
regretfully let them pass by.
Its just a touch Of Oxford left in