Taking the Bastile

t gave Pitou a quarter o

uralist who was never without pets,) caught some flies for his ants and frogs, and opened the cupboa

went back to the doorway so as not t

pper of a horse laden with two panniers. One was filled with pigeons, the other with

te Billet, the last expression of feminine beauty to him. She looked up and down the street, no

his relative on the return from Fortier's. Suddenly

sp, the youth wheeled and saw with horror that she was holding up his hand, which was in turn hol

her claw-like hand and he lowered his head; she darted for the broom and th

er and understood that they cou

turn of the key. The grating sound seemed a renewal

aunt was as far from expecti

heels, Pitou was soon beyond the town bounds. On turni

, "wherever are you racing so, Master Ange? You nearly made

misfortune is on me," replie

girl, pulling up in the

ned the young fellow, as if r

er hands as Pitou expected. "Become a soldier, then. You must not make a f

me thing, for she

g for her," observed Catherine Billet, laughing mor

hat, and it proves you have a merry heart, and

hould not feel for you

ave not a feath

st," returned t

ted Pitou; "a fellow must eat

ou like

r nothing. Ah! if I had been bound prentice to a wheelwright or a carpenter, instead of their trying to make a

rphan's melancholy tale: "there is truth in what you s

, jumping towards the coming suggestion as

Dr. Gilbert, whose son

and by the same token I have

ather, who, certainly,

ere to address him; but your father m

he rent to America and banks th

a far cry,"

rica?" exclaimed the maid, alm

is good enough for me if I cou

falling into silence

uzzled Teacher Fortier the logical man. Starting from Obscurity, t

de it. As dreamy as her neighbor, Catherine let the bridle drop with no fear about being run away wit

ically when the animal di

ong-shouldered man, proudly stationed before

e, Maste

ing off the horse without any heed as to showi

ry the old bigot this ti

n Greek," said the scholar, who was lyi

ood at Greek for?" asked

d the Iliad. These are useful

do I know my own language-can I read or write? but t

a cultivator and not a prie

cussed choir-boy? Particularly when the Agricoaler has a hundred

happiest life: though I grant," added Pitou, sm

scholard, and that it is a deused lucky thing that you try something else-mainly at the present time. As a farmer I know which way the wind blows, and it is ro

ns and pigeons on the ground, was lis

o win a liveliho

you know

are game. I can mock the bi

stle like a

s not a trade,"

say to myse

hat is a manly accom

beg your par

blazes!" he roared to his horse, "can't you be quiet? these devilish Percher

t anything but learning Greek and La

you are not such a fool, as

e first time he had heard this order of ideas, subve

e you easil

go ten leagues a

t train you a trifle lower and ma

his slender figure, bony arms and stilt-l

, my friend," replied the ye

surprise to another; never h

how are y

for I never

ut her father took

"look at them training up the youth in the way they should not go, in lazines

Pitou; "luckily I

nd," continued the farmer; "a

ipture s

," proceede

of Father Fortier I guess he would not have given me the whip so often;

all soon prove this to the tyrants," said Bille

at three pounds of bread a day,

be dear to feed," said the

e to ask father, Pito

ing,

you come a

keep you

ent for what it is worth," said the girl, "but y

hat is funny

aid the farmer, with a tone indicating the degree o

n need now; since you house me, I can tran

to wait long, for

't say s

or I have a parcel in my saddlebags that comes from him

know it is

ere is a le

upted Catherine, "but you

o nobody-not even the schoolmaster: for he has made himself all alone.' I did

-that he still is

for you

took a letter which he held

while we are not. But we are marching towards this new era, and all must labor for the light to come. I know your principles, Friend Billet, an

its light. I send you a little book in which these rights and duties are set forth. It is my work, though my name is not on the title-page. Propaga

the United States. It consists, in the landlord and the tenant working on shares of the cr

and brothe

t, Citizen of

nicely written,"

it is," s

will be of your opinion. Because, this not only

s not hinder me having the book, and-we have got something f

the da

cows. Let us have a

t quantity in those days, with or without permission of the authoritie

ll we have a peep at the book

usage has made vague and meaningless lately but

ce of Man and the

to that, my lad?"

uch of a muchness? my guardian would be whipped out of t

ok is the work of a real

stinct of womankind: "I beg you to hide the book. It will g

harm, when it has not b

from Havre. But I had a letter this morning from Sebastian Gilbert, at Paris, who sends his love t

aid Pitou: "this

us read the doctor's treatise?" said the farmer

h so solemn a movement that it complet

d your dinne

" replied

he was driven from h

et for the usual rations and to-morr

d, conducted by Catherine, he entered the kitche