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Updated: May 29, 2025
But respecting friend Cuiller, we are willingly converted to your delusion. He is honorably acquitted of his crime." "And now," he cried, "Oyez! Let all who have not forgotten how to make their marks, sign the requisition which I observe in the hands of Maître Descarries."
Maître Descarries, Notary, an elderly, active little man, carefully attired and wearing his white hair brushed back from his forehead, in a manner resembling a halo, or some silvery kind of old-time wig, stood at the door holding a document, a paper nominating Sieur Chamilly Haviland to represent the Electoral District of Argentenaye.
"Maitre Descarries for Secretary!" "Maitre Descarries!" "Carried!" were the responses shouted together from all sides. "We have to consider this evening," continued the Chairman, after the white-wigged official had seated himself in his place as Secretary, "our general organization and appointment of districts. The aim is to work hard for Monsieur during the times coming.
Zotique, posing at the head of a large table in front of the Chair, almost at once had installed De La Lande assistant-secretary, to do the real work of which punctilious old Maître Descarries could only make a courageous show; had swept towards him an inkstand, shaken open a drawer and whipped out some foolscap, and darting his cadaverous eyes from one to another around, despotically appointed them to places of various service, now sharply answering, now ignoring a question by the appointee, while De La Lande scribbled his directions; and everyone was so anxious to find some post that there was no grumbling at his heedless good generalship.
The Notary, advancing, laid it on the bar of the Court, and everybody crowded to look on and see those requested to sign do so. The Honorable, the first to be called, went forward and affixed his name, and Maître Descarries turned to a person who was apparently an old farmer, but a man with a face of conspicuous dignity. "Will you sign, Mr. De La Lande?"
"The Honorable presides!" intoned Benoit, like a crier; and Genest, accustomed to understand their wishes, seated himself in the chair, while a momentary lull fell over the noisiness. "A Secretary!" "De La Lande!" "Calixte Lefebvre!" "Le Brun, Le Brun, Le Brun, Le Brun!" "I nominate our good friend Descarries," smilingly spoke the Chairman. "Does the meeting agree?" "Yes!" "Yes!"
"Ah yes, Monsieur Descarries 'with both hands," answered he, bowing quickly; and his signature read, to the Ontarian's astonishment: "De La Lande, Duke of St. Denis, Peer of France." Thus, at this after-mass reception, Chrysler was introduced to a circle of whom he was to see much in the events to follow.
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