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mat part of the Rue St. Antoine where the moon, shone, " I assure you, Madame, this child has cost me not a eeping a most respectful distance frem the darkened side. little_”

few steps pearer, and the herbalist would have gained the Ah, neighbour, that's exactly the way with my thir. ccoucheur's abode, which he could already sce, although teenth. My husband, the stationer, went out just as you e was the shaded sides

, which not a ļittle disconfited him ; did, to call the accoucheur. We lived at that time in Rug ut, ou throwing à fearful glance across, he was horrified des Lions, and you know it is not in the very best neighy the apparition of a man standing exactly opposite the bourhood : it was about three o'clock ; the night dark as ouse he wished to enter. The herbalist came to a dead pitch; and I recollect it had rained all the evening. lu lop, then took two or three steps, feeling for his pocket turning the corner of the Rue des Lions, my husband heard andkerchief, no longer recollecting that he had left it at footsteps. Fortunately, I had made him take his._" ome. He then 'wiped the cold sweat from his forehead

“ Oh !” cried Madame Durand, « Ah, there, it is returned rith the handkerchief he had tied ronnd his neck, and again." tood with his eyes fixed on the man whom he perceived

© Who's returned ?" said the herbalist, starting up and tarough the darkness.“ There's some one there : a man, looking behind him. erhaps two. It's so dark there's no telling; but he is not

“ Faith Sir," said Catherine, “ here's my mistress, as bad here for nothing. What man is it?—if it was a question

as possible, and no signs of any accoucheur !" f simples, your, I could tell about them and their proper

Just then, a violent knocking was heard at the door of ips. Confound the man!—exactly in front of the Doctor's the alley. The servant hastened down, without waiting for ouse. I am unarmed--that infernal Catherine hurried me

a light ; she ran and opeucd the door, calling to the persons u. What shall I do? I believe I had better go first to in the street, “ Come in, come in! follow me: you are fadame Moka ; I can come back here, and by that time, just in time!” and poor Catherine was again at her miserhaps the man will be gone. It is very odd, it is not near

tress's bed-side in an instant. o cold as it was."

“ Oh, Madame !" she cried, “here they are all come;" We cannot give M. Durand's adventure with a drunken the stairs. The door was thrown open violently, and &

and as she spoke the steps of several people were heard on sorkman, who has lost his money in the gutter, in attempt. corporal at the head of four soldiers, entered the room, cry. 2 to count his wages.

He finds the doctor called outi at home ; and in terror of the drunken man, whom he ing out, “Where are the robbers ?” kes for a ghost or a robber, and raises the hue and cry, as

At that very instant of time the crisis had arrived, and runs home, while twenty windows are opened, people Madame Durand ushered a boy into the world, which Ma. aveling

dame Ledoux received in her arms saying, “ He will be just But what's the matter? what ails you ? is there a house as strong as my fourteenth." a fire ?"

M. Durand sank back into his chair, as he gazed on the “- Help! help! at my house-herbalist--Rue St. Paul,'' soldiers with lack-lustre eyes, muttering, “ Gentlemen, it

M. Durand could say no more; he saw the dreaded is a boy !" Isanger was nearing him, and darting down the street as

« It is a boy!" repeated Catherine. And the corporal, Last as he could run, he turned and doubled, till, without turning round to his men, who were all lost in astonishwell knowing how, he reached his door, and opening it with ment, re-echoed, “ Ah! it is a boy." 1 Eateh-key which Catherine had slipped into his pocket, he After the first moments of grief and joy, which the prey rried into his alley with all the feelings of a man who sence of the new-born had occasioned, who had come into and just had an escape for his life.

the world graced by the presence of a corporal and four sol. Madame Durand's sufferings had increased. Hearing the diers, each began to eye his neighbour, and to ask an explaloor of the alley shut violently, she cried, " Here they are nation of this curious scene. at last 1" But M. Durand entered alone, pale, horror « Well, my, brave fellow," cried the corporal, “ I suptruck, and his forehead hathed in sweat, with his stockings pose it was as witness to the birth of your sou that you sent per his heels. He sank exhausted into a chair.

for us?" “Ah, my dear, you have run fast," said Madame Du My dear, what are you thinking of ?” said Madame and, who had a minute's respite from pain.

Durand. “Yes-yes_'I did run certainly,” said M. Durand, cast, “ To bring a regiment of soldiers bere!" muttered Ca. ng a wild look round, as if not quite sure that he was even therine. how in safety.

« For certain," said Madame Ledoux, “ I have had four“ Nevertheless we thought the time long enough," said teen myself, and have seen upwards of one hundred boen; Madame Ledoux.

but this is the most military lying-in I ever witnessed.” “ And 1, too; do you think I was very comfortable in M. Durand, who had by this time recovered from his the streets ?"

fright and surprise, said, “I never required your services, « The accoucheur-is he coming, my dear?"

gentlemen ; and I have no conception what brought you “ Yes, yes, every body is coming ; I did my best_” hither.”

“ But what's the matter, Sir?” said Catherine; “ you look “We came here by desire of two young men of Rue Noas if you had seen something."

naindieres, who ran to our guard-hause and begged us to go " Eh! seen something! I was attacked by a robber-two as quickly as possible to the herbalist's in Rue St. Paul, or three robbers. They followed me a considerable time; who had awakened the whole street by his cries for help: and if I had not had strength enough to run away—it was that's what brougḥt us here my good man." all over with me."

M. Durand bit his lips at this recital, and Cathering "Oh, my poor husband !"

turned her head away to prevent laughing in her master's

* Good day, my dear Durand. Well, the art

* Thank you, thank you. I know, M. Bellequeue, the

face. Madame Ledoux exclaimed, “ There is some mistake side; who found, in the assurance of that fact, a full com --you seem to have alarmed the neighbourhood unawares." pensation for all her sufferings. Madame Ledoux bad se

M. Durand pretended not to be able to understand how tired to her own room, and M. Durand, 'after kising a the mistake could have arisen, and whilst they were dis- wife on the forehead, returned to his bed saying " This be cussing the point, they heard the shrill voice of Madame been a trying night to my wife and me." Moka, who cried, “Hold a light! Catherine, here's the It was hardly six in the morning, when a little man var Doctor!"

seen ringing at the herbalist's door. This little gentleen. “ High time, indeed ;" said Madame Ledoux.

who was in dressing-gown and slippers, and were bolj The accoucheur and nurse in fact, arrived the day after had his hair powdered and frizzed as if dressed for a la the fair; and the nurse would not have come at all, but two large curls hung over each ear, and his hair bekar that she had heard M. Durand's house was on fire. The was gathered into a pigtail, which, though short, was som first thing was to get rid of the soldiers; but as they were thick; and being tied round with a black ribbon, plemi present at the birth of his son, M. Durand would not allow gracefully from side to side of his neck. True, it was a them to go away without drinking his health.

longer the fashion to wear powder and pomatum; bal Catherine was therefore desired to take them into the gentleman we have been describing had his reasons for ca shop, and to give each of them a dram. M. Durand fol- tinuing the powder : he was a hair-dresser and wig-manuk lowed, in order to give them their choice of a little violet or and had been heard to declare that the political change linden-water, but they one and all professed to be quite sa- Europe had been many and great; but that nothing tisfied with brandy.'

ever induce him to cut off his tail. “ To the health of the new-born," said the corporal,

M. Bellequeue, the name of the hairdresser, (and wat emptying his glass ; the soldiers followed the example of named he was,) was thirty-six years of age; büs face reen their leader.

and fresh ; his nose, although rather large, not ill make M. Durand bent his head, and swallowed a large glass of his eyes, although rather small, sparkled like tro dia sugared water, saying, “ To the health of my young son

monds; his mouth, perhaps too open, disclosed extrema" primogenitus."

good teeth; joined to which his eyebrows were black ule “ To the health of the little Primogenitus !" cried the cor

cheeks rosy, his waist small, and his legs well made: poral, thinking that was the child's name.

is no wonder, then, that with pleasing manners, M. B: Catherine clapped her hands ; “ Ah, he will be a fine fel- queue had the reputation in the neighbourhood of being u low," said she, “ already to have his health drank by sol- extremely well-bred man, a great admirer of the faires diers !"

and credit for dressing hair with as much taste as any of The corporal twisted his moustaches and vouchsafed a even in the Palais Royal. gracious smile to Catherine.

Catherine opened the door, when M. Bellequeue rau iz, “ And my mistress! won't you drink her health also ?" saying, “Well, my dear, so all is over ! all is well. 1b3 said she.

just met the doctor at one of my customers.” “ Well recollected, my girl," replied the corporal, bolding “Yes, M. Bellequeue, all is over, thank God! My parents out his little glass; “ it would be a thousand pities to for- mistress! what she has suffered ! get the mamma."

« And we have a boy!" M. Durand mixed another glass of water and sugar, whilst Catherine filled the glasses of the soldiers, who, with

“ Yes, Sir; a thumping boy, who is as handsome"

“ Who is he like, Catherine ?" one voice, drank, “ to the health of the lady in the straw. “ To my wife's health--mea uxor !” said M. Durand, rather more like mistress.”

“ Egad, Sir, it is hard to say yet ; though I think hes clearing off his glass. « My poor dear mistress !" said Catherine, “what she shall be delighted to see this child, for I feel as if 120

« So much the better, for Durand is no great beauty. bas suffered !" “ I think," said the corporal, turning to his men,

to be his godfather." should be wrong to forget the papa."

“Yes, Sir; but you can't see him yet, før he is on my ex « Certainty, certainly ;" replied the soldiers, holding out

tress's bed, who I should think, is still asleep: for we bort their glasses immediately to Catherine, whilst the herbalist had a busy night of it. What do you think of my manter prepared for a third mixture of sugar and water.

bringing the patrol here?" “ Comrades, the papa's health !" cried the corporal, hold

« Bah! soldiers !" ing up his glass; the soldiers did the same.

“ Yes, Sir; and with their bayonets fixed!". M. Durand made a point of hob-nobbing with them,

“ Why, what the devil could Durand have been thinking and bowing profoundly

, he said, “ Gentlemen, here's my of? And good breeding! for one should never forget our's health--suum cuique. I drink your

toast with the greatest manners with the ladies. Catherine, I must begió the day pleasure."

well by kissing you." The soldiers were getting quite at home, and seemed to be

“ Oh, Sir !" * ready to drink the hcalth of any other relation or friend of M. Bellequeue kissed Catherine on both cheeks; thm the family; but M. Durand,

who could scarcely get down stepping softly up to the loft, he found M. Durand dressing his last glass of sugar and water, affected to believe they himself. were pressed for time, and opening the door, bowed them papas now." into the street.

“ Yes, my dear M. Bellequeue, we are." By this time all was quiet in the sick-room : the Doctor “ I wish you joy most sincerely, my friend.” had given his directions; the nurse had taken her post ;

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hich reason both my wife and I are determined to make “ Ah! exactly so, a circular," u godfather to our ehild, in preference to some near re “ Although I am a bachelor, I assure you, I have often tions who might expect that compliment. But a friend helped a husband. One always begins in this way, I -fore all the world."

have the honour to inform you.'

" Ah, exactly so, I only wanted a beginning." I ought. "I be second father to your son, and M. Durand took a sheet of paper, and wrote, “I have ist that he will always consider me as such. By the by the honour to inform you that my wife is delivered of her 10 is to be my gossip ?"

first" “ Will that do ?" * An aunt of my wife's."

“ Very well,” said Bellequeue ; “ go on." How old may she be?"

“ The infant is a boy." "I should think about fifty-five-an extremely respecta “ Extremely well turned.” & woman."

“ The infant is a thriving child-and all the family are leltequeue made a wry face, muttering to himself, “ Two quite well.”—“I think that says every thing, does not orange of comfits will do."

it ?" Durand, as he finished dressing, related the strange “ The very thing! could not be better. Here, I will nts of the night.

make some copies for you.” You should have called on me," said the hair-dresser, This important business settled, Bellequeue left Durand, d I would have gone with you. You know that I am promising to call again in the course of the day, and as the dart blade. I would have taken my sword-cane with christening of to-morrow must necessarily be followed by a and we would have settled these raseals. What is that family dinner, the herbalist's household were put in reare drinking ?"

quisition to celebrate, in a fitting manner, the birth of his Some linseed tea; to prevent any ill consequences from son and heir. shock of last night. I intended to have taken some M. Durand, nailed to his counter, began already to think g vulnerary, but as I did not fall_"

of what he should make his son; and, whilst dispensing caEb_I think I hear some one crying."

momile and poppy-seed, saw him in his mind's eye invested Ah i no doubt it is the little stranger. He has done with an advocate's gown, or bedizened in the uniform of a ing else all night.”

colonel. Madame Durand pictured to herself her child old What a fine mellow voice he has. I must go and kiss enough to give her his arm, and to accompany her in her -00 doubt his crying has awakened his mamma. walks. Her son would be handsome, well-made, witty. 1. Bellequeue dragged the herbalist after him to the She saw all this whilst looking on the little doll that could 's room, who was sitting up in bed, already dressed in scarcely open its eyes. She laid plans-plans : who does 15 pretty morning cap; for once out of pain, a woman's not ? But those of a mother are very pleasing, and at least thought is to look well.

are not always traced in sand. {adame Durand smiled graciously on the perruquier, Bellequeue returned in the afternoon. M. Durand had stepped on tiptoe to the bed-side, where the nurse pre run up for a moment to his wife, and they were puzzling w him the child, saying, “ What a handsome fellow he themselves what name to give the child, when the god

Bellequeue kissed the child affectionately, and hung father arrived just in time to settle the question. him in the most languishing manner; whilst M. Du. “ What do you call yourself, my dear Bellequeue ?" said l, peeping over his shoulder, and looking at the child, the herbalist. * He has my chin to a nicety, and the shape of his “ What do I call myself!” l is exactly the same."

“ Yes, gossip ; what is your Christian name," said the Yees," said Bellequeue, “ I think there is a kind of a lady. We were thinking of a pretty name for my son," ething. When is he to be baptized ?"

“My dear gossip, my name is Jean Bellequeue, at your To-morrow, gossip, if you please.”

service.” How—if I please, my pretty gossip? don't you know I “ Only Jean!” always ready."

After a long discussion on names, Durand wishing for Write at once to the nurse, M. Durand. You know something Latin and learned, JEAN is fixed upon, and the Germain."

christening day arrives. St. Germain-en-laye, iş not it ?"

After a night which would have passed very quietly had Yes

, my dear, en-laye, and take care you do not forget the little stranger been silent, which he did not find it conrrite to our friends and relations. You know, I made venient to be, as he cried for five consecutive hours, the bap

tismal morn appeared, accompanied with a pleasant small Yes, Madame: how shall I get through all this? My rain, or rather hail, for it froze as it fell, and rendered the ? M. Bellequene, could you spare me a moment to help streets extremely slippery. Fortunately the nurse arrived with these letters ?"

safe. She was a ruddy country woman of four-and-twenty, Willingly: it is still early, and the fashionable ladies whose husband let out asses to the inhabitants of St. Gerson I have to dress won't be up yet a while.”

mains, whilst his wife disposed of something better to the Come down to my desk.” M. Durand led the way to little one's of the metropolis. When Madame Ledoux saw shop. Bellequeue kissed the lady in the straw, and her, she said she was as like as two peas to the nurse of her ked all the godfather at the child, and then followed the twelfth, the child of the stationer. balist, as usual, on the points of his toes, a habit he had The party most interested in this affair, was probably trago contracted, in picking his way through the dirty equally well pleased with his nurse, for he darted with eets, from one customer's house to another.

eagerness at what she offered to him, and, pressing with his The herbalist scratched his head and bit the top of his little hands the bosom which promised to supply his every 2 saying, “ How shall we phrase these letters ? You see, want, fixed himself for an hour, without its being possible being a first child, I have no practice. If it were a to move him from his quarters. The nurse wanted to repscription for a sedative or aperient draught, I should be turn the same day, but Madame Durand could not bring ite up to it."

herself to part so soon from her son, and it was decided "Oh, then, you are a bit of a doctor, are you ?" said that Susan should stay over the christening, and go back lequeue, sitting down opposite him.

the next day. Why, I am thoroughly acquainted with simples. I M. Durand dressed himself in black from head to foot, ve botanized at Pentin, St. Denis, Fontenay, Sévres. thinking that, in this costume, he had very much the ap"hen I walk in the country I stop, at every step-J look pearance of a physician. The relatives invited to the cereevery corner.”

mony arrived in due time. First the aunt, Madame Gros" You must have seen, then, some very strange things bleu, who kissed her niece, and begged her acceptance of a it, we are forgetting my godson. You must write a cir- little christening cap, which was trimmed with fine lace, ar that will do for all."

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from meeting her half way, cried and kicked with all his teenth, by the stationer, was born with very weak ** force.

We had cataplasms and I know not what to put to thr: “ What a lovely child! he is your very image, my dear and lie was blind for life. So much for experimenti bi Felicite."

every body seems to be come. What are we waiting the She was soon followed by M. and Madame Renard, bon “ The godfather, my dear friend." net-makers in the Rue du Temple, and cousins of M. Du “Ah, that's true; I forgot the godfather." rand. M. Renard had intended to show that he was piqued And my cousin, M. Mistigris, the professor of daer at not having been chosen for godfather' ; but his wife had -I should be sorry indeed, if he did not come such a made him sensible that there was a certain expense saved, sant man, and so obliging--his kit always at the servi to say nothing of birth-days, Christmas-days, &c., anniver- his friends and he plays country datices so beautif saries on which a godfather was sure to have a visit from with such taste and such style." his affectionate godchild. M. Renard admitted that a god. “ Ah, yes_hah, hah, hah! how funny !said Mi son was an indirect tax on one's purse, and dismissing his moiselle Aglae, laughing with all her might. ill-humour, determined to make himself as agreeable as pos “ Madame Ledoux replied, “ I think I have hear) sible. Then came M. Fourreau and his sister, Mademoi-play in your shop; he seemed å most capital stirtselle Aglae. He was a saddler of the Rue St. Avoie, and a thought you had at least four blind fiddlers with you" relation of Madame Durand. He was a man who filled “I think the violin is apt to make one nervous," his chair at table most respectably, but who was perfectly M. Endolori to M. Durand. ignorant of every thing unconnected with his business. “Yes, replied the herbalist ; “ but you should take a Mademoiselle Aglae Fourreau was on the verge of her thir- pinches of mint, mentha menthe, a fine anti-spalmas tieth year, and had not yet met with an admirer of serious A little man, four feet seven inches high at mes: intentions. Naturally very lively, she affected a childish entered the room, with the lightness of a zephyr, and piss giddiness, which did not become her, for wé readily pardon himself at the bedside in a graceful mouvement cu et that at eighteen, which is quite unbearable at eight-and- In this aerial entrée, it was easy to recognize M. Miss twenty. She spoke in such a mincing tone as to produce a the professor of dancing, who, although forty years very monotonous effect, and tittered not only at every thing seemed scarcely to touch the ground; his legs were in: that was said to her, but also when she spoke herself, no tinual motion_his whole appearance betrayed his pres matter what the subject might be. In a word, Made. sion, and stamped him as a man who thought of nel moiselle Aglae had been rather well looking at eighteen, and but pirouettes. would have been generally considered so even now, could “ We were speaking of you my dear cousin," said Nu she have learnt to laugh a littte less.

Durand, holding out her hand to M. Mistigris

, wbuki Two neighbours, one of whom, always ailing, and ever it, while standing on one leg. “I was afraid you o taking M. Durand's prescriptions, was one of his best cus not coming." tomers, and the other an everlasting domino-player, com “ You know I promised to be here at twelve, and to pleted the party who had met together on this auspicious am. I had some lessons to give which made me s'i occasion, and joined in the cuckoo note of “what a beau- late. Besides, the streets are very dangerous; I saw tiful child !" is what a strong fellow!” “ what fine eyes !" | than one person upset. Good day, Durand; where is To each of these exclamations, M. Durand made a profoud child ?” bow; whilst, with a kuowing look, he said, “ I have not « Here," said Madame Moka. done much in this way, but when I set about it in earnest “What do you think of him, cousin ?" said Modo

Durand. M. Endolori, the hypochondriac, whispered the herbalist, « Oh, there is no judging of him in that way ; let : “ Have you given hini an infusion ?"

his legs." Who?"

“ Impossible just now ; he is dressed for the christenin “ Your child."

« If I saw his legs, I could tell you exactly what soft “ I wished him to take a decoction of pellitory Helxine, a man he will make. You may depend, consin, it is tim? a capital thing for the bowels; but the nurse pretended it the legs alone that you can form a correct opinion. Als would be too strong—these women will never hear any or small calf--well or ill turned are the unfailing pra thing new, But this morning, whilst my wife was asleep, of wit and ability.” and the nurse at breakfast, I washed his face all over with “ Hah, hah!” said Mademoiselle Aglae Fourreau ; “w? elder water, sambuceus, an admirable cosmetice, See however heard of wit in the calf?". clear the skin looks already."

“ Every thing is there, Mademoiselle, even the soul." * Very true, one would think his cheeks were varnished.” “ As for the soul, cousin," said the herbalist gain

Just then Madame Ledoux, in full dress, ran into the “ Hippocrates conceives the seat of it to be in the left va room crying out as loud as possible, “ What a crowd there tricle of the heart; Erasistratus, in the membrane at t is in the room! why you have no brains, to get about a brain; and Strabo, between the eye-brows." sick person in this way and then asking her questions “ Well, if these gentlemen think the sonl dirells it ! when she ought not to speak á word. “Well, neighbour, stoınach, in the brain, or between the eye-brows, I think how do you feel? what sort of a night have you had ? not have just as much right to place it in the calfmeter; got over your fatigue yet, I'll engage ? and the childlét has his system." me see the child-how he smells of elder-water ! What, has “Again, gentlemen,” said Madame Ledoux, at the 7 he had anything the matter with his eyes ē”.

of her voice, in order to drown the others. * I tell to “ No," said M. Durand ; “it' is only a little experiment, you make too much noise, you speak too loud, Fort a little preventive, that I have used.”

give my neighbour a headache, and a fever, just as !! “ What! Monsieur," said Madame Durand, “ have you with my sixth, the child of the cabinet-maker."been washing this little love in elder water? I never heard here is the godfather." of such a thing."

At this annotincement all was quiet'; for every one “ I assure you, Madame, it is all for inis good—I am well anxious to know who had been judged worthy of this bar acquainted with the virtues of simples."

our, and to see the presents he had brought

. M. Bel “Well, Sir, do what you please with your simples, but I queue presented himself, dressed in a blue frock cott, beg you will leave my son alone.”

buttons shining like gold; white silk waistcoat * I bave had fourteen, and never used elder-water with black breeches ; and it may be well to note that sucks this a little wine

, which set him coughing and almöst choaked events took place which we have the honour to relate. Bele hin. At the birth of my seventh, niy husband, the cabinet queue, whose hair was dressed with more than orgifully naker, bathed the child with brandy, as he said, to stretch care, held his three-cornered hiat in his hand, nider cars his joints, and the poor thing died humpbacked. My thir- ) arm boxes of comfits, two little pareels tied up with faravura

uog by his-fingers, and a handsome boquet was fastened cellent flavour. The eggs å la neige, were at length served = one of the boxes. The godfather, although a little em up. The herbalist said nothing, but smiled when he saw arrassed with his load, entered the room with that pecu- the surprise which the taste excited in his guests; who look. arly grave air, often affected by those who are fearful of ed at each other inquiringly. atting rather a ridicnlons figure, and by which none but a “ I will tell you what it is,” said M. Durand ; «o' for i sol is deceived. But he soon felt himself at home, and had think you will puzzle a long time before you find it out. smide for every one Stepping lightly towards the invalid It is a selection of simples exceedingly purifying for the

presented her with four boxes tied with blue favours, blood, and at the same time particularly aromatie, from nul a little parcel containing four pair of gloves.

which I have distilled an extract, which I secretly mixed * I kuew yon would do something, foolish,” said Mme. with these eggs, in order to give you an agreeable surprise. Durand, throwing a soft look on the hair-dresser ; who I am certain that even at court they have never eaten any now from his right pocket two little pots of confiture de thing like this. How delicious! is it not." Bar, and presented them, saying, “this is for the stomach." The guests looked at each other, and muttering “ Yee-e-s'' * What, more! Upon my word I am quite ashamed." “ rather strange"_" à very particular taste." "And this for the chest," said Bel lequeue, drawing from « Oh, I knew what I was about; the more you eat, the #s left poeket a pint bottle of Schubac.

better you will like it." "Ah, this is too much.”.

“ It's very odd,” said Bellequeue, “ I cannot get on with * Here is your gossip, my dear Belleqneae," said the it at all."erbalist, intrudncing Mme. Grosbleu, who made a low “ Nor 1,” said M. Mistigris, throwing an antrechat un, wtæk - He then begged the godmother's aceeptance of der the table, by which means his left leg canze on the right ur boxes which he had made up his mind to buy, as well of Madame Renard, who did not know what to make of * packet of gloves) But whilst Mme. Grosbleu was oc this, being about the fiftieth she had received since the appied with her presents, Beklequeue found means to ap pearance of the soup. The other guests availed themselves muchy Mae Durand and whispered her, “ Hers are Gre- of the example of Bellequeue, and left their eggs à la neige obudes hut yours are Parisian gloves ; your comfits are à la' unfinished, except M. Endolori, who hearing that it was a Camilles and you have plenty of pistachio, whilst she has purifier of the blood, sent his plate a second, and even a othing, but common nuts."

third time; as the herbalist assured him that it was å sure Mme Durand replied to all this by a tender look, and a preventive for many maladies. At squeeze of the hand.

Fortunately, M. Durand had made no experiments on the * By the by, my dear aunt, what is your Christian dessert, and his entremets aux simples was forgotten in 130 ?” said she.

drinking the health of the new-born and his parents. The * Jane, my dear friend ; don't you recollect f was always Champagne sparkled in the glasses, and Mademoiselle Uled Jenny."

Aglae laughed like a fool, because the cork struck Madame " It follows then,” said Bellequeue, “as a matter of Renard on the nose. Belleqneue refilled the glasses. mrse, that our godson's name must be Jean; however, if “ What will you do with my godson ?" said Madame se mother wishes a second name

Grosbleu; have you already been scheming for him, my * Well, then, let it be Stanislas-that is a very pretty dear Felicité ?" ime, Jean Stanislas - but it must be time to be going.' “ I should wish him, above all things, to be a handsome “ 'The two hackney coaches are at the door,” said Cathe- young man, my dear aunt. As to his employment, we shall

observe his bent." (We omit the church ceremonial, and come to the feast.) “ The principal thing is to have him taught early to It was near 'chiveo o'clock, and the breakfast, or rather dance," said M. Mistigris ; " that is the way to develop inner, was laid out in the chamber of the invalid, who both body and mind." wold by no means consent that the fenst shonld take place “ Let them make a brave soldier of iny godson,” said

another rodina" Catherine had out-done herself, and the Bellequeue, who had seen service, and always spoke with veury smeb of the first course promised most favourably. pleasure of his campaigns_“Eh ! that is the way to push adame Durand had fixed the seats ; and not particularly him forwards; he should enter the service at eighteen, and tahing that Belleqneue should sit by Mademoiselle Aglae I will bet that before twenty he will be a captain.” be placed him between the godmother and Madame Renard. « Ah, M. Bellequeue, would you kill my son ?" ademoiselle Fourreau had no resource but to laugh with ".« No, my dear gossip ; but I say the army is the best 1. Endolori and the domino-player, who was as gay as a profession nowadays.” onble-six. I

“ I should like my son to be a man of science," said M. Daring the first course there was nothing to be heard Durand. * When he is four or five years old; I shall take nt tåe rattling of the knives and forks, relieved by the him to botanize with me. Once well acquainted with sim. vise of M. Mistigris's feet, who was practising steps under ples, and the business is done." e table all the time he was eating. At the second course "Buy a box of dominos for him," said the neighbour, my found time to talk, and the conversation became gene “nothing will so soon teach him to reckon." als and whilst discussing the herbalist's old Burgundy, M. Endolori had said nothing for some time. He'kept ey usiversally agreed as to the beauty of the new-born; twisting about on his chair, became pale, and every now nd the virtuous character he was sure to prove, if he fol- and then made a wry face, as if the entremets aux simples wed the good exanrple set him by his parents. Made- did anything but agree with him. misle zlae tittered at M. Endolori's soft speeches, which In the meantime, as they could not make little Jean a iety consisted of recommendations not to eat anchovies, hero, nor a man of science, M. Bellequeue proposed a genend to be careful of the mushrooms which favoured some ral bumper to his health. M. Endolori filled rot, but whis

the dishes. 1 As for Bellequeue, he eat and drank almost pered a few words in the ear of the herbalist: much as Madame Moka, who cleared her plate with “A sure proof that it agrees with you.” . dncirable dexterity. Madame Ledoux eat but little, and M. Endolori, not wishing to exhibit these proofs to the mimbri talking of the children of her three husbands, the company, gave a ghastly look in reply, and hurried out of allif, the cabinet-makor, and the stationer; to all of which the room, bent almost double. Nevertheless the gaiety in1. Renard smiled and listened with an air of the greatest creased. Bellequeue sang, Mistigris capered about the atereste, Maiane Renard was silent, and busily calcu- room, and Mademoiselle Aglae laughed at every thing. ased the probable cost of the dinner. M. Fourreau gorged, Madame Durand at length admitted, that she felt a little tid drank, and filled again. To the domino-player nothing tired, which was a hint for the breaking up of the party. zame amise M. Durand impatiently awaited the appear The guests made their adieux, and retired through the nce of a dish of eggs, à la neige, into which, whilst Cathe-shop, where M. Mistigris proposed to dance a gavotte with ine's back was turned, he had thrown an infusion of sim Mademoiselle Fourreau. But as it was very cold, every oles, which, according to him, would impart a most ex one preferred returning home. M. Endolori, who just then

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