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FRIDAY, MARCH 6, 1908. THE MORNING ASTORIAN. ASTORIA, OREGON. NICE LITTLE GIRL Being a Flirtation and a Love Story. AND ALSO A COLLABORATION An American Olrl in Paris 8lghtie ing ii Accoitd by Franco Student ' Thinking HcrMll Insulted Beata Him With Parasol- Marrlta Him. "As ih walked along the Quai Saint Michell!' old de Crussol began the story ''ihe was a pastel in pa1e blue. lfr gown was ,a well tailored linen, line, cool linci; her hat wai wreathed with .forget-me-nots. Per .ni ii ii an uiu lanmuii imp ws gome time ago. uut ner suoei, ncr glove and her eye were black. Her cheeks, her lip and her Baedeker were red. So wai her parasol, which he carried under her arm. She waa American, and very serious jutt that minute, for the mad thirst of eight' aceing wai in her velna. And when to an American buaineia becomei pleasure , or pleasure becomei busl ne, it ia beat to beware of that American." :. - "But he did not know this," Mad ame do Cruol Interpolated.' "He waa French, with that italicised Gal licism which ia youth's way over there of being aggressively patriotic. And he wa concentrated student, wide of brown velveteen trousers, eccentric to the verge of madness in cap, free and fully flowing as to tie, elaborately generous as to hair which is youth's way of emphasising and illustrating life; making it picturesque and very much worth while, and filling the world with its optimistic perfume as the flowers in the marks near the bridge make redolent the whole Place Saint Michel." "Hevhad seen her," continued de Crussol. "Oh, truly he had seen her before she crossed the bridge with her eyes bent upon the open Braede ker, a pretty frown on her clear brows, an altogether insulting pre occupation about her that challenged him." "He sauntered up," Madame went on, her fat shoulders shaking now, "arranging carefully to pass her so that she could not overlook him an altogether ridiculous figure, his hands distending his wide trousers and thrust deep into his pockets; altogether ab surd, really, were it not for the color o' youth in his olive skin, a certain mother-of-pearl luster in his eyes, and an impudent gay happiness wreathing his red lips beneath a faintly penciled mustach." " 'Une bonne enfant,' he said to her in his musical tongue, smiling straight into her eyes which she raised start led as his shadow fell on the page. tfJne si bonne enfant eo bleu!' " (It was Monsieur who took up the dialogue, acting as he' talked and mak ing the little scene vivid with eyes and hands and animated speech.) "In a moment" Madame threw out 'her hands with a comic gesture of despair "in a moment she knew it had come that unspeakable, inexpli cable, unforgivable impertinence of the foreigner, against which she had been w)irned, and at length, at her pension, But she was ready for it. She had her own plans for defense. She intended merely she had always Intended to effect utter ignorance, not only of any flirtatious implication, but of the language, too; and if the attack had not been so unexpected she might have carried out these excellent in lentions of hers. . A remembrance of her prearranged system did indeed come to her, but it waa faintly and forcclessly, as the theoretical Instruc tions of the awimming teacher come to one when he feels his heels com ing up vip up. and his head relent lessly going down. In spite of all she could do, she was conscious of the red that mounted from her throat above its ' broad,turned-down white collar to , her very temples the shameful flag of acknowledgement that made her ache to beat herself for being beaten." "He saw the blushi and laughed aloud, a gay French note of exhilara tlon and enjoyment. Oh, but she was mlgnonne like that!" put in Monsi cur with enthusiasm. "He was intox icated with the delightful result of hi experiment and sought for an in spiration as to the next step." ' "But she waa American and intol erant of being conquered. Being her self, she had but one weapon the weakest; she had but one course the hardest. But with an infinitesimal lift of her chin, she was on her way again before he bad time to realise that she had recovered. She walked swiftly and resolutely, and" ' "And something in the set of her shoulders." 4 interrupted Monsieur, ried to bim Take carel' Yet every thing that she was and he was called to him 'Dare darel' So he com promised. When she disappeared in the direction of the Sainte Chapelle (the rage these Americans have for old stained glass and for old stained royalties!) he set his elbows on the parapet ami watched the boys fish ing in the Seine; watched and waited as patiently aa they waited and watched the end of their lines. . Such is the patience of all kinds of anglers". ' ;S ' ';. "Half an hour later when she came down the boulevard," said Madame' soft voice, "he had passed utterly from her mind. She was very imag Inative and very romantic and very American; consequently the rainbow ed glory within that jewel-box of i chapel, and its aroma of royalty at its apogee, had intoxicated her. She was bemused, belated, in a dream of color and kingly splendor." She was walk ing through the Grand Monarque's Paris where courtiers in satin and laces strutted about on their high red heels, and if her shinning eyes stared straight at their sartorially degener ate descendant, she was not aware of It" ' "He was, though," declared de Crussol. "And by some esoterlci psychial process her innocence gaze changed impcrtinance to audacity lie walked up behind her, as she pas sed him. , 'Hier stir le pont Saint Michel, J'ai vu marcher la Belle' he sang almost in her ear." "She did not turn. She did not know the old song." explained Mad' V :4 A ' ft : . : p7 ' "Ztrm Gwj rJaycf SeilMg Paint ia to make you satisfied by pvkj you material that does what you want it to do. If h'g a floor, woodwork, a table, bath-tab, or the whole boose you're about to paint or vanish, enamel or stain we can supply exactly the article that will do it best. 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Come yourselfdon't send or telephone M STORE Successors to Morse Department Store rEiE BO ame, "nor could she make application ot his saucy parody." "So then, partly because the very gratuitousness of the insult provoked it, or merely because it was slender and round and tempting, he stepped to her side and put his arm about her waist. . . . Oh, lightly and for less than a second a mere sketch of agesturel I would not say he really touched her." (This from Monsieur, with a chuckle that belied his depre eating shrug.) "She turned, upon hira then still with no memory of his personally; but with a consciousness of indignity that she had not believed she could experience and live, she recognized that same antipathetic breed of impu k!nce. If she had not been overtired she took sightseeing very cbnscien tiously, and was either in an almost hysterical condition of merriment at the close of a hard day of it, or easily excited and irritable as I said, if her nerves and her temper had not been so sorely tried sTie would not have done it. No no, Christophe," Ma dame de Crussol glanced indignantly at her collaborator, whose attitude was all contradiction. "No, she would not I feel sure she would never have done it. . . . but- well, anyway, with a flaming sense of righteous wrath she seized her pretty parasol and with all the force of nervous excitement she she beat him about the head! Yes, she did actuallyF" "He ducked he laughed he gave utterance to a profusion of amazed, rattling-r'd exclamations. He retreat edhis' foot slipped on the wet pave menthe fell, and a fitre tearing clown the quai charged full upon him." This fromMonsieur. . Then Madame: "There ia only one thing quicker and more irrational ! than a fiacre driven by a Paris coach man. And that thing gave a 'great' enp now in the girl's breast and then esumcd operations she found her self back on the sidewalk kneeling, with his corduroy sleeve still clutched ictween her fingers, while he he " And Monsieur; "He lay at her fect, holding his breath, so close had been lis escape, so nearly had that mad ochcr come to murdering hira." Madame All she had done, all she tad strength to do was to drag him partly to the side, so Monsieur So that only v his arm was broken. "I have but one left, mademoiselle," he said, smiling up at hei really, though, he was faint with pain as he got to his feet, but, as has been said, he was very, very French "but it is still and always at your ser vice." Madame she thought he was about to repeat the insult she did not know how badly he was hurt and a murderous fury blinded her. Monsieur He laughed, assured her that she misunderstood him though I'm not sure that she didn't gauge him rightly, the jackanapes! and of fered to conduct her home. Madame "Thank you, I don't re quire an escort," she said curtly, and turned to leave him. Monsieur But the frightened, half sobered driver, the gardiens de la paix from the bridge and the foun tain, the street boys and the women from the flower-market had collected about them by this time. .Madame She found herself the center of a chattering crowd of for eigners and ; Monsieur And her prudish Ameri can soul was filled with dismay.. Madame And indignation at him for being the cause of it. Monsieur He realized it in an instant oh, but he had learned a lot about American women in a short time 1 and humbly be strove to ap pease her wrath. "It is nothing, you owe me no apology, it was my own carelessness," he said quickly to the cocher. "Go then go, it is nothing; here is a franc for the fleetest!" he cried to the boys, and spun a coin glittering down the bridge toward the quai. "Mesdames, I see thieves down in the market," he told the flower-sellers. To the gardiens he passed a, couple of francs and in a swift , whisper, "Demand her name and address." he urged., Madame l he hypocrite! But., she was not to be bullied, she was American, you ' see, and in America Cop ies of T tie Investors and Home- seekers Edition of The Morning Astorian Can be had at this office, all wrapped and ready for mailing--i5c a copy, a for 35c one does not readily yield up one's identity to impudent strangers. "Your name and address, Mademoiselle," said the big sergent, pulling out an official-looking b6ok. "That is my own affair," she answered haughtily. "Mademoiselle, it is my duty to in form you'" began the functionary, stern with the necessity of earning his pourboire. . . . 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