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and conduct the old man. Unfortunately there was no daughter to give in matrimony so that they might marry and live happily ever after. But on my last trip home I caught a glimpse of an unknown girlish face behind Madame Lemot's counter, and somebody told me it was her niece. It would not only be unfair, but a gross error on my part to attempt to depict life in our quarter without mentioning one of the most notable inhabitants--namely Monsieur Alexandre Clouet, taylor, so read the sign over the door of the shop belonging to this pompous little person--who closed that shop on August 2nd, 1914, and rallied to the colours. But unlike the vulgar herd he did not scribble in huge chalk letters all over the blinds--"The boss has joined the army." No, indeed, not he! Twenty four hours later appeared a most elaborate meticulous sign which announced: MONSIEUR CLOUET wishes to inform his numerous customers that he has joined the ranks of the 169th infantry, and shall do his duty as a Frenchman. His wife returned to her father's home, and it was she who pasted up the series of neat little bulletins. First we read: MONSIEUR CLOUET is in the trenches but his health is excellent. He begs his customers and friends to send him news of themselves. Postal Sector 24X. I showed the little sign to my friends who grew to take an interest in Monsieur Clouet's personal welfare, and passing by his shop they would copy down the latest news and forward it to me, first at Villiers, and afterwards to the States. It is thus that I learned that Monsieur Clouet, gloriously wounded, had been cared for at a hospital in Cahors, and later on that he had recovered, rejoined his depot and finally returned to the front. One of my first outings during my last trip sent me in the direction of Monsieur Clouet's abode. I was decidedly anxious to know what had become of him. To my surprise I found the shop open, but a huge announcement hung just above the entrance. MONSIEUR CLOUET gloriously wounded and decorated with the Military Medal, regrets to state that in future it will be impossible for him to continue giving his personal attention to his business. His wife and his father-in-law will hereafter combine their efforts to give every satisfaction to his numerous customers. I entered. For the moment the wife and the father-in-law were combining their efforts to con
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