Bohemian Days

ublic, the street corridor of the lofty house near t

took off his hat a moment. The Southern Colony were in the landlady's bureau enjoying a lunch and liquor, and precisely at three o'clock they came

y, "parasite

sprucely painted and decked with funeral cloth. The driver wore a huge black chapeau, a white cot

om the coffin, it was seen to be constructed of strips of dea

its own fragility, but the chief croquemort expl

to-day," he said; "see how nice

oquemorts kept a little way ahead, sauntering upon the sidewalk, and their cloaks and oil-cloth hats protected them from a drizzling rain, which now came down, to the grief of the mourners, walking in the middle of the street behind the body. They were seven in number, Messrs. Plade, Pisgah and Simp, going together, and apparently a trifle the worse for the lunc

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ied to the crosspiece, was interw

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d man seemed to evidence tha

f which he should ever receive. He could ill afford to lose the money, and had known, indeed, that he should never be paid, a year previous to the demise. But the friendlessness of the stranger had tou

hapter of exile, still be

d to the landlady: "I will make it right;"-and in

gment upon them. He has the least heart of all who thinks that there is not some heart everywhere! The charity which

, through slush and mist and rain, the little company kept straight toward the

of the dead abroad as our

bs, and Mont Parnasse and Monte Martre, the remaining place

e to the left, with maple trees on either side, and vistas of mean-looking vaults, a corpulent priest, wearing a cape and a wh

ry, appropriated to bodies interred at public expense, and presenting to the eye a spectacle whic

could of course be given at the surface; the thickly planted crosses, therefore, looked, at a little distance, like a great waste of heath or bramble, broken now and then by a dwarf cedar, and hung to the full with flowers and tokens. The

sh, this economy of space; but to this little approaching company

barriers looked widowed through their mournful windows; and now and then a crippled cron

ado, threw the coffin over his shoulder and walked to the place of sepulture. Five fossoyeurs, at the remote end of the trench, were digging and covering, as i

trent

res on the box, and to the num

he rain. The box was nicely mortised against another previously deposited, and as there remai

looked straight at the trench, half covetously, half vindictively, as if he meant to turn the body out of the box directly, and run away with the grave-clothes. It took but two minutes to run through the text; the holy water was dashed fr

with the cross, and gave it to the chief fossoyeur, dropping a franc into his hand; each of the women added some sous,

on a

kind!" whispered Andy Plade, who kne

unchback stopped on the margin, and looked once mor

Dieu!" he said, "as w

d gentleman standing so gravely over the fosse commune might have attracted more regard from the angel

bullet, but also that honor which a soldier's death conferred-and thus, abroad and neglected, had existed awhile upon the

mounds beneath the pine trees. The landlady's daughter may come sometimes to fasten a flower upon his cross; but, like that cross, he

rtunate! Now that they thought it over, how absurd had been this gambling venture! They should lose every sou. They had, for a bli

mother's niggers. Bigad! a cabin, a wood fire, corn meal and a

aid to enter alone, the loss of his baggage being det

all ever receive for you! You will please pay my bill to-night, or I shall go to t

ce. "Yah-ah-ah! hoora ah-ah! three cheers! we

den, O

seven thousand one hundred francs. I have se

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