Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1923-10-10


"Oh, moi" returned Jor,.;s tn
-, lou We're discussing the plot. WHY
SIT with Dominique, the alderman and
neiuche' the admiral, save upon orr
nice intrigue? Ho" he reared sud.
ueniy, so that the glasses ouivered
De ulscreet our plot NAPOLEON ~
The two former buccaneers ,ool,a5
WHY at him. 1.-THE devil take Won
jarvis growled Beluche. at was Of
ora days, and our vanished cantain
nou' yourself, whom Jean rescued
from perdition once"
Inc plot!" shouted Jarvis so loud
~ that even bystanders across the
coooied way looked into the shadow
portals of Maspero's. "Ah. am %.
ing to my studio, gentlemen | have
an Idea! My new assistant IS very
cIeVer at painting birds-NIonsieur
Audubon is crazy to paint birdsl He
sprlnkles salt on their tails to catch
tnem. Now I shah take our plot TO
the studio, and Monsieur Audubon
shah paint salt upon it to catch the
Emperor Napoleon"
Inc two worthless glowered upon
him. De Almonaster's idle laugh rang
out. He, too. arose with Jarvis and
the latter could not resist a last gibe
at his cronies. 1.-THE alderman and
the admiral-and in the one picture
that l cared about, done down at La
mites red fort before the Americans
piundered it, had the bad taste to
paint them In with my captainI What
downfall from piracy to politics
for Dominique; and old Beluche blus-
terlng about having lawful commits
sion" He put an unsteady finger on
the laughing De Almonaster's sleeve:
Come on, Raoul! There is no more
romance since Lafitte abandoned the
town to the steamboat Yankees: and
yet, last evening, upon the Esplanade.
saw woman's face. I-Raoul-un-
shaven, dirty, i1le-looked back at her
coach. l, Raoul-hanging to a lamp
post-made her smile!'
De Almonaster motioned the Jester
toward the gaming rooms. "The lady
who arrived with the British colonePs
party? Of course-I am told she had
the gallants astir when she drove"
Jarvis nodded absently: 'rhey are
wishing no bad luck to Colonel Carr
beyond that this Sazarac shoots him
tomorrow at the Oaks. Eth, we'll
comet"
From the door they could see the
throng in La Bourse de Maspero. The
wide door of the small room was
packed with silent, attentive youths.
Jarvis twitched the coat Of the
nearest. "What has happened, De
Marigny? Is the devil still dicing as
to which to takeT'
"Carr loses steadily" Young Ma
rigny had but recently attained fame
by naming a street Of the Faubourg
Marigny-his patrimony now being
cut into lots and sold to the Unsuitable
Americans outside the city walls
Rue de Bagatelle," to commemorate
his losses at the game He therefore
parted the skirts of his bottle-green
coat, thrust his hands upon his
breeches of snow-white leather and
tapped them significantly: "a ruined
man. Eli, bien! The British consul,
Langhorne protested, seemingly very
uncomfortable at Colonel Carr's in
sistence at play with this Captain
Sazarac, who, it is said, is a mere
professional gambler of the river
packets with the manners of a gentle
man. I will say he has acted so-he
tried in every way to avoid Cars
game. but 1t pears that the British
officer involved himself badly on the
way from st. Louis"
"How then" ventured De Almonas-
ter. "a professional gamester at Mas
pero's?"
"Carr, himself, introduced the fell
low; the game must continue" young
De Marigny shrugged; "and there is
talk of some affair Of women between
the twoi"
"The lady who looked back from
her coach" unused Jarvis to himself.
81 must get me new waistcoat."
A massive silver candelabrum cast
a ruby light upon the cloth about
which sat a quartette. Langhorne,
His Majesty's consul; dealer Of Mas
pero's: Colonel Carr Of the newly ar
rived British mission en- route to the
Mexicoes; and the stranger from the
West.
"Sazarac-" muttered De Marigny,
"whose fame at the cards has over
leaned the town in one night. Mark
him. Raoul Ia peruke, whitened as
silver! Where has the fellow been
these years as to know not the fash
ions?"