The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1912-10-10

the hgures on each side of her she anok q
| Il knew that house as girl. som
after Napoleon's brother left it: and NV
father knew it when he was there
These very statues here before you. with
other things, were given to nv father
when the King of Spain returned to
England in 1880 to advocate the placing
OF his nephew, Napoleon's son, on the
throne OF France; They were in the
GRAFTON or more; but when people began
to put electric lights into their houses
: conceived the idea that they might be
made useful to light this long drawing.
room by holding clusters of electric
did in Bonaparte's day. So here thev
are as you see them, and after Won al,
have gone home am going to have the
butler bring in hammer and find ont r.
perhaps, after all these years. thew are
not made of gold, too. He NAV have
stolen them from the Pope with the
Others" Then pulling out drawer she
produced an old newspaper clipping civ
ing most interesting list of the works
of art which were in the house when
Bonaparte left it.
thought this was enough in the way
of condolences, and considered the Point
Breeze incident closed; but a few weeks
later the subject came up again at a
house party near Boston, as follows.
While at Bordentown learned that the
estate had recently been sold to a gentle
man who had some idea of restoring it
to its former magnifcence and of using
it as place of residence. He was awav
at the time of my visit and I did not
happen even to hear his name. NV sur
prise can be imagined when the son of
our host at this New England house
party exclaimed while was speaking of
the place, "Why, we've just bought
that estate ourselves, and everything
you have been saying about it is just
what we want to know. We are going
to open up those subterranean passages
and make the place as nearly as possible
what it was before. We think there's
nothing better in America of the kind,
unless it is Mount Vernon
The Deep Water Ways Canal, when
finished, will pass its doors, and with
fast motor boat one will then be able to
reach New York in three hours or less;
now, on account of the five mile speed
limit in canals, it takes longer. ''You
must come down to see us there very
soon," my host added, land study the
place to your hearts content. Thus my
enforced ''day of rest' at Bordentown
resulted in chain of condolences never
dreamed of at the time.
hadn't been able to interest Charlie
in Joseph Bonaparte, but evidently he
had enjoyed the day in his own way, for
it was while Myrtle was lying at the
foot of the Point Breeze gardens that
the Swede picked his second great bunch
of delicate, early wood violets and placed
them in his own beer mug among the
letters, manuscripts, papers and charts
on my table. They remained there till
We reached New York, Charlie voluntar-
lily drinking out of the bottle mean
while. This was one of the rare streaks
of poetry in my Caliban.
When climbed down the steep, chest
nut-wooded bank to the lock after my
day at Point Breeze, found bevy of
Seminary girls who had come to see the
Myrtle, her fame having spread through
the village. Charlie, seeming them from
afar. had closed ali the portfolios and
cabin doors, and pulling her off into the
stream sat on the top of the cabin
house, back to them as they stood on the
bank, a piece of broken oar held sug-
gestively across his knees. He was evil
IDENTIFY much relieved when | came
aboard, and whispered to me that 'they
hadn't lugged of nuthin' YETI
He had profited by this day of rest to
'clean himself up.'' he explained to
me, and indeed l scarcely knew him,
shaved as he"was, and with his luxuriant
growth of yellow locks, usually flowing
loose in the wind, now parted we'll on
one side and plastered down with soap
in a long wave over one blue eye. He
removed his pipe-butt, now lighted, and
pointed it with satisfaction to his 10th
err shirt which he had washed in the
fresh waters of the canal and which was
now suspended from the boom to dry,
together with two pairs of maroon silk
socks of mine, now nearly footless-relics
Of dances at Mardl Gras in New Orleans
and at the Colonial Hotel in Nassau
My wardrobe, when | left home three
months before, had been selected rather
for the requirements of New Orleans
society than for a catboat trip, and
was obliged to press some queer combina-
tons into service as We struck cooler
weather; and when the party clothes got
so rent and torn couldn't keep them on
or up with strings and nails, I'd pass
them on to Charlie, who had a savage's
love of color and soft textures, coupled
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him ashamed to admit that such little
things could move him. l have seen
him, when he thought l was not looking,
furtively handle some of these old things
of mine with touch that was almost a
caress.
So, on the whole, with his cleaning up
and shaving and washing and violet
picking. he had put in just as happy a
day as land perhaps just as profitable
one-who knows? He had had nothing
to eat, for as he explained to me, "he
thought he'd take rest from the galley
stove, so l gave him dollar anc told
him to eat the best supper the town
afforded, and have bottle of beer
thrown in. He grunted his thanks, but
his eye lighted up appreciatively as he
added ''I'll make it t'reep' And l,
meanwhile, turned my attention to the
young ladies' seminary.
THROUGH THE LOCKS.
That evening we ran up to the next
lock-about three miles-after dusk by
the light of half moon. We then turn
ed in and slept till nearly midnight, and
at IL. OF a. m. Monday l aroused the lock
tender and according to the rules he had