The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1923-06-22

"Oh, nor returned Jarvis aIrily.
you were discussing the plot. Why
sit with Dominique, the alderman. and
Beluche, the admiral, save upon our
nice intrigue? Hor' he reared sud-
denly, so that the glasses quivered:
'Be discreet l-our plot Napoleon 70
The two former buccaneers looked
wryly at him. 1.-THE devil take you,
Jarvis" growled Beluche. at was of
old days. and our vanished captain
You, yourself whom Jean rescued
from perdition once"
"The plotI" shouted Jarvis so loud
ly that even bystanders across the
cobbled way looked into the shadowy
portals of Maspero's "Ah, l am go
Ing to my studio. gentlemenl l have
an ideal My new assistant is very
clever at painting brds-Monsieur
Audubon is crazy to paint birds He
sprinkles salt on their tails to catch
them Now l shall take our plot to
the studio, and Monsieur Audubon
shall paint salt upon it to catch the
Emperor Napoleon"
The two worthless gowered upon
him. De Almonasters Idle laugh rang
out. He. too. arose with jarvis, and
the latter could not resist last gibe
at his cronies "The alderman and
the admiral-and in the one picture
that cared about. done down at La
fitte's red fort before the Americans
plundered 1t. / had the bad taste to
paint them In with my captainI What
downfall from piracy to politics
for Dominique; and old Beluche blus-
tering about having lawful commits
sionl" He put an unsteady finger on
the laughing De Almonaster's sleeve:
Come on, Raoul There is no more
romance since LATTE abandoned the
town to the steamboat Yankees; and
yet, last evening, upon the Esplanade.
/ saw woman's face. I-Raoul-un-
shaven, dirty. idle-looked back at her
coach. /, Raoul-hanging to a lamp
post-made her smile 7"
De Almonaster motioned the jester
toward the gaming rooms. 1.-THE lady
who arrived with the British colonel's
party7 OF course-I am told she had |
the gallants astir when she drove"
Jarvis nodded absently: '@fhey 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
no k.r NJ
Marigny7 Is the devil still dicing as
to which to takeT
Carr loses steadily" Young Ma
rigny had but recently attained fame
by naming q 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-whlte leather and
tapped them significantly: "a ruined
man. Eli, bien The British consul,
protested. seemingly very
at Colonel Carr's in
at play with this Captain
Sazarac, who, 1t is said, Is a mere
professional gambler of the river
packets with the manners of gentle
man. l viii say he has acted so-he
tried In every way to avoid Carr's
game. but it appears that the British
officer involved himself badly on the r
way from ST Louis" t
'How them" ventured De Almonas- c
ter. "A professional gamester at Mas a
pero's?"
Carr, himself, introduced the fell
low; the game must continue" young
De Marigny shrugged; land there Is q
talk of some affair of women between Z
the twoi"
"The lady who looked back from !
her coach" unused Jarvis to himself.
II must get me new waistcoat."
massive silver candelabrum cast
a ruby light upon the cloth about
which sat quartette. Langhorne,
His Majesty's consul a 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 .
capped the town in one night Mark 4
him, Raoul Ia peruke. wbitened as =
;ilverl Where has the fellow been .
.hese years as to know not the fash :,
ons?"