The Flower of the Chapdelaines

ived at the small capital

could not endure each other's politics and I was trying to exist on my professional fees, in the law office of one of our ex-governors. I

It was at least as much in sympathy for the white man as for the black that she deprecated it, yet she pointed out to me how idle it was to fan

y that I could not have supplied my own tackle, but no one knew that, and it stung me to be slighted by two chaps I liked so well. I determined to be revenged in some playful way that w

cks behind me, my most taking pranks had been played in fema

, for as to cash his victory had been a barren one. However, a part of his booty was an old coach built when ca

ou'll never se

sell it if

asked, for half a day or so, a

the coach and

by 'trying' it? What d'you 'llow it'll do? Bl

nd my scheme called for a stranger to both

I said, "you'll lend m

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a refined forty. My hands were not too big for black lace mitts, my bosom was a success, and my feet, in thin morocco, were out of sight and nobody's business. A little oil and a burnt match darkened my eyebrows,

rked. "Humph!" said Chester. The three mesdam