Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-08-26
S. l. n z AR p E Kz
By MARY HARTWELL CATHERWOOD
- ..--- copyrght by the Bobbs. .Merrn Company

IL have been a servant of the Hotel
( Dieu IA years, monsieur the marquis, and
have not yet seen all the marble slabs
vacant"
''You receive the bodies of the
drowned?"
And place them where they may be
seen and claimed"
How long do you keep them?"
That depends. Sometimes their friends
| seek them at once. We have kept body
three months In the winter season, though
b he turned very green"
Are all in your present collection gath
! ering verdure2"
NO. monsieur We have a very fresh
one Just brought in: a big stalwart fell
low, with the look of the country about
! him."
Small clothes?"
! Yes, monsieur"
| Buckle shoes?"
! Yes, monsieur"
Hair light and long,"
The very man, monsieur the mar
quis."
81 suppose I shall have to look at him.
II he had to make himself unpleasant he
should have stayed at the chateau where
ms mother could identify him. He is one
OF my peasants. come to Paris to see life!
must hold my nose and do it."
1t Is not necessary TO hold the nose,
| monsieur"
After Ia years, perhaps not"
heard the snap of a snuff-box lid as
the marquis fortified himself.
My agony for the woman who was to
| De looked at turned so sharp that 1 ut
tered click in my throat. But they
passed her, and merely glanced at my
next neighbor.
The old marquis encountered my fixed
stare Nisibly IT shocked through him.
| he was all gray, and curled and pow-
dered, instead of being clipped close and
| smooth In the, style of the empire: an
exquisite, thin-featured man, high of
nose ana eyebrows, not large. but COM
pietely turned out as ample man and
bright spirit. The slightest fragrance of
| scent was In his presence, and a shade of
snuit on his upper lip appeared fine SUI
percilious hairs.
l did not look at the servant of the
Hotel Dieu. The old noble and 1 held each
other with unfinching gaze.
DO YOU recognize him, monsieur?p
Il do" the old noble deliberately an
swered. 81 should know this face anv-
where. Have him taken to my carriage
directly"
Your carriage, monsieur! He can be
| sent"
II said take him to my carriage"
III shall be done. His eyes have
! opened since he came I'm. But they some-
times look as If they would speak! Their
| races change constantly. This other man
who is grinning tonight may be quite
| serious tomorrow"
And by the end of the month sorry
| enough, eh?'
The servant of the Hotel Dieu Uttered
amiably, and ! knew he was going for
help to lift me off the slab when he
uttered cry of surprise. The old mar
| quis wheeled sharply and said;
En- bien! Is this another of them,
promenading himself?"
felt the Oneida coming before his
silent moccasins strobe near me. He
| did not wait an instant, but dragged me
from the wet and death-cold marble to
| the stone floor where he knelt upon ono
Knee and supported me. o Skenedonkl
| how delicious was the warmth of your
healthy body-how comforting the grip
| OF your hunter arms! Yel there are
people VINO say an Indian is ike a snake!
L could have given thanks before the al
tar at the side of the crypt which INV
| hXed eyes encountered as he held me
| The marble drlpped into its gutter as n
complaining of my escape.
"oh, my dear friend" cried the SER
want.
Skenedonk answered nothing at all
Who is this gentleman" the marouis
| inquired, that seems to have the skin Of
red German sausage drawn tight over
his head?"
This is an American Indian, monsieur
| the marquis"
"An Indian?"
Yes. monsieur; but he understands
French"
Thank you for the hint II may save
me from having a German sausage
orawn light over my head. have heard
that American Indians practice giving
their friends that appearance. How do
you know he understands French?"
II think II is the man who used 10
come to the Hotel Dieu years ago, when
l was new In Its service. He was in
strueted In religion by churchmen in
Faris' and learned the language. Oh, my
dear monsieur-I think 1t is Iroquois that
ne Is called-I am aware the Americans
have different manners, but here we 40
not go into the mortuary chapel of the
hptei Dieu and disarrange the bodies
without permissioni"
skenedonks eyes probably had less Of
the iawn In them than usual. felt the
cultural sound under his breast
him" "'' 'AAo
But that Is the marquis servantp'
The marquis is his servantl'
On my dear monsieur the Indianl You
speak OF a noble OF France, the Marquis
servitor OF the Hotel Dieu, with this
other BODY whom no one Is likely TO
Il may be permitted TO oner you that,
II you are determined-though II may
cost me my place!-and after II years
service. II you would appease him, mon
sleur the marquis-though 1 do not know
whether they ever take money"
viii appease him." said the old
noble Go about your errand and be
| quick"
The servant fed up the stairs.
This man Il not dead. my friend" said
the Marquis du Plessy.
hkenedonk knew n
But he Will not live long IN this
cursed crypt. The noble added. you