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Updated: June 8, 2025
There is pine wood all about eastward from that place. It is all shadow there at midday and has a weary sound. Me, I like it not, that pine wood, so I push the flock and am very glad when I hear toward the ford the bark of dogs and the broken sound of bells. I think there is other shepherd that make talk with me. But me, M'siu, sacre! damn! when I come out by the ford there is Filon Geraud.
He has come up one side Crèvecoeur, with his flock, as I have come up the other. He laugh. "Hillo, Raoul," say Filon, "will you cross?" "I will cross," say I. "After me," say Filon. "Before," say I. M'siu does not know about sheep? Ah, non. It is so that the sheep is most scare of all beasts about water. Never so little a stream will he cross, but if the dogs compel him.
If I go stand by that game, Filon is win, win all the time. That is because of the devil. And if there are women no, M'siu, there was never one woman. What would a shepherd, whose work is always toward the hills, do with a woman? Is it to plant a vineyard that others may drink wine? Ah, non!
Eh, how you make that, M'siu; is it the devil or no? Well, it go like this eight, ten year; then it come last summer, and I meet Filon at the ford of Crèvecoeur. That is the water that comes down eastward from Mineral Mountain between Olancho and Sentinel Rock. It is what you call Mineral Creek, but the French shepherds call it Crèvecoeur.
It was another surprise, and our last, this snowy reef with jagged crest, at least 500 metres long, forming the finest display of an exposed filon we had as yet seen; but the first glance told us that it had been worked. We gave the rest of the day to studying and blasting the quartz-wall.
This complicated relationships, for Queen Hortense's son, Louis Napoleon, afterwards Napoleon III., was thus at the same time nephew and step-grandson of Napoleon I. M. Filon, in his most interesting study of the Empress Eugenie, points out that Napoleon III. showed his Creole blood in his constant chilliness.
One year I come by La Crevasse there is nothing there; I go on to Moultrie here is the grass eaten to the roots, and the little pines have no tops; at Bighorn is the fresh litter of a flock. I think maybe my sheep go hungry that summer. So I come to Angostura. There is Filon. He laugh. Then it come into my mind that one day I goin' kill that Filon Geraud. By the help of God. Yes.
When he arrived at the court he announced himself as the son of King Filon, whereupon Tsar Afor received him with all honour, and enquired what purpose had brought him thither, to which Prince Astrach replied: "Great Tsar of all the lands of Egypt, I am not come to your Court to feast and banquet, but to ask for your lovely daughter to wife."
To-day, when I see such a sceptical smile as I saw a few moments ago on your lips, it seems to me that I am ridiculous very often so even always when I sit at some ideal embroidery and when I begin to work at some withered flowers on the forgotten, despised canvas of the past. It is a curious and old fashion from times when faithfulness was not looked seriously on, and people sang of Filon. Leon.
And the door swallowed her up. "She is right it is like a theatre," soliloquized the merchant "and so is life. Poor Filon!" We should have been very content to remain where we were.
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