Evening star., 1933-07-16
AmirthnI tale
OF American aPpetites
on foreign soil

''Tiensr' she said. "You'pe had your
hair cut" Augusfe inclined his head.
linda friction" he confirmed, ",Dith
the ne,cest perfume. Smell it, it is called
Apex of Love-"
What do you suppose he meant by that?"
God knows! Remember the strange cries of
M. Sneedair!'
knife rang imperiously against wine glass
in the dining room.
He wishes more Claude reported, return
ing with the empty dish.
Two more helpings were required, with an
other bottle of wine, before the stranger was
satisfied. Claude reported: He has loosened
his belt and is breathing heavily through his
nose He desires you to drink glass Of wine
with him."
Let this be lesson to you Claude" said
Auguste. True merit always finds its reward"
In the dining room, Auguste listened atten-
lively while the American delivered a long ha-
rangue. Again and again the traveller uttered
the mystic word Porquinbinnes.
Claude received a 5-franc tip, and Eugene,
the upstairs man, who was flicking the automo-
bile with feather duster when the departure
took place received as much more. Driving
away, the stranger raised his hat and cried:
viva Porquinbinnes" before he vanished from
sight.
WHO do you suppose this Porquinbinnes can
be?" Auguste wondered.
Claude took a change purse from his pocket
and added the 5-franc note to the 2-franc piece
received from M. Sneedair three years before.
Somebody" he surmised, lin the genre Of
, Washington
Three days later Auguste made trip to town.
When he returned, Julie awaited him in the
courtyard "Auguste" she called. "Auguste!
A telegram has arrived"
As he mounted the steps with her, new note
of dignity in his bearing aroused her attention.
"Tiens!" she said. you've had your hair cut"
A UGUSTE inclined his head. And fric-
tion," he confirmed, with the newest per-
fume Smell it, 1t is called Apex of Love-"
"And your mustache" she exclaimed en-
bracing him. you've had it curled Not since
our honeymoon"
Not only that" he said but have mus
tache curler in my pocket"
Then you consent? You will exchange the
Auberge for the Hotel de la PLACE? This tele-
gram" She held it out. 1T is from Leon"
LET us see," he said taking the message from
its envelope.
He read:
WILL EXCHANGE HOTEL DE Ia
PLACE FOR AUBERGE EVEN TRADE
IF YOU ACCEPT IMMEDIATELY. IN
TEREST IN YOUR WELFARE ALONE
PROMPTS ME TO THIS STEP BY
WHICH SACRIFICE ENORMOUS
PROFITS LEON.
"Ha, ha," laughed Auguste coarsely He
crumpled the dispatch and tossed it on the
ground "That for you, M. Leon"
"Auguste," Julie cried, "are you mad?"
"Leon," said Auguste, "is low fellow. He
wishes to do us a dirtiness. Read this" He
took q letter from his pocket and she read
CULTURE CARAVANS, INC,
bis Rue Robinson Crusoe,
Paris.
Main ONCE Boston.
Cher Monsieur:
The president directs to say that
after the delicious dinner of pork and
beans ,phich you served him in your
aube7ge, he has decided to reroute oil
tours so that our clients may enjoy the
same privileges.
All tours therefore ,ohich in the past
haze lunched at the Hotel de Ia Pld1e in
Moule sur Mer ,oiu be directed to you.
Accept, dear sir, the dssurance, etc.
L. DUBOIS. Secretary to the Prestdent.
Leon undoubtedly knew this" Julie agreed.
'But what u pork and beans?"