Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1915-01-28
A Magnificent Assortment of Indian
Rugs.


from the Far East, ct cetera.
seins, jumping to his feet. "This
Jacques Velizay has just come from
India. Ten to one that he is the
buyer for the Bon Marche."
He snatched up his hat and ran
down to the street and hailed the
first cab that he saw.
"The Bon Marche," he said.
A few minutes later he was elbow
ing his way through the crowd in the
handsome gallery, where the import
ed rugs were exhibited.
Excuse me-" he said, addressing
the head Of the department, "but
these rugs have recently arrived ?"
eyes, monsieur, our traveller re-
turned two days ago; we have not
even finished marking them all yet.
He brought this lot with him and
there are others to arrive by the
next boat"
"I have met your buyer. He is an
awfully good fellow"
ooh! You know him ?"
"Only slightly. l met him one eve
ming at club. 1t was the evening
before he started on his voyage"
Merseins continued to examine the
rugs, hoping that the manager would
mention the name of their foreign
buyer.
He saw a magnificent Afghanistan
rug whose exquisite coloring ap-
pealed to his artistic taste. He de-
cided to buy it for his den: this at
any rate would show that he meant
business.
A clerk from the General Office
came to the head CT the department.
He held letter in his hand.
"In the Office they have M. Veli-
zay's Paris address only. He might
like this forwarded to him." said the
clerk.
eyes, give it here. He left the ad-
dress with me. All his mail for the
next few days is to be sent to this
place."
The manager took out his foun-
tair-pen and crossed out the Paris
address and then wrote: "Saint-
Jean, Bases, Pyrenees." Paul had
moved nearer and watched while he
wrote. So Velizay had come straight
to his firm and had now gone south,
probably to see his people.
He quickly mede his plan; he
would start off at once for Saint
Jean and have this man arrested. He
wanted to get him himself; the po-
he took the express for Bordeaux.
He arrived at his destination late the
next day. Every one around him
spoke patois composed Of Spanish
and French.
He was so near Spain that he was
afraid that his man might have
crossed the border and escaped. The
cabman laughed at him when he said
that he wanted to get to Saint-Jean
that night.
"a four hours ride. All! non,
monster, pas possible; tomorrow il
you like"
"How much will you charge me to-
morrow"
"Ten francs"
"I'll give you forty francs if you
get me there tonight. Whip up your
horses"
The offer was too tempting. The
cocher jumped to his box and gath
cred up the reins. -
They drove along the magnificent
route which crosses and wi..ds in and
out Of the mountains, but Paul had
no eye for the magnificent woods
which overhung the rushing torrent.
He was thinking of Valentine and
this man whose arrest he was going
to cause.
When they were at short dis
tance from Saint-Jean, Paul asked
the driver if he knew the place and
the size of it.
"I was born there" replied the
man; at is only a little village, and
everybody knows everybody. ! don't
go there so often, but it happens that
this week shall have been twice.
Two days ago ! drove young fellow
named VeliZay along this very road.
He was all excited because he was
going to see his old people, who live
there. That young chap has made a
pile of money, so they say"
Merseins thought it would not be
wise to question his cabman. The
Saint-Jean could now be seen as the
moons rays fell aslant them. Mer-
seins put up at the principal inn Of
room, which also served as cafe
layers who liked to spend their even
ing playing dominoes and smoking.
Merseins only took time to put his
suitcase in the room allotted to him
Then he hurried down to the main
room. Saint-Jean was such tiny
village it would be quite easy fol
him to find his man.
At nine o'clock the habitues Of the
cafe began to arrive. They politely