THE PROGRESS OF MONSIEUR LE COMPTE
D'ANVERS IN LOVE AND AMERICAN METHODS
"In France, You Go to ze Papa or ze Mamma, But in America "
It wasn't the fault of Monsieur
Le Compte D'Anvers. He'd been
brought up in sunny Provence,
where young men who. wish to
wed go and ask tne gifl's" parents.
' So when D'Anvers met Virgin
ia Gross, daughter pi the Chicago
packer, in Paris, and decided she
was .the girl for him, he did the
natural thing. He called on her
aunt, who was chaperoning her.
"Where," he asked, "will I find
ze mamma of Mees Gross'
"In heaven; I hope," said the
aunt, who didn't like Frenchmen.
"Arid ze papa?" asked the
"In Chicago;" said the aunt.
"Then," said the Couns, "I shall
go to ze Chicago." '
And he did. He'd never been in
America before, and he wasn't
quite sure-whether or not he'd
find Indians running, wild in the
streets ojf Chicago or not, but, he
was quite certain of what he
He went directly to old Gross'
office. Gross, who had hear'd of
the Count from the aunt, had
been making inquiries. He had
told his confidential secretary to
find out all about" the Count. The
confidential secretary did so, and
reported a's 'follows:
"Vivien Anne Marie Compte
D'Anvers, 25 years old, scion of
one of the noblest 'families in
Provence, rich in-own right, edu
cated at Paris, won grand prix at
Rheims aviation meet for fancy
flying, fought duel with -"
Old Gross interrupted him
"Fought one of these fool
French duels, did 'he? 'Snough.
I'll have no fool for mv son-in-law."
"But," said the.confidenlial sec
retary, grinning, "this duei didn't
end the usual way. The man had
insulted Vivien, and Vivien chal
lenged him. In the first few pass
es, Vivien pricked his opponent in
the arm. The opponent dropped
his sword, saying his honor was
- "Vivien dropped his sword, too,
said his honor was NOT satisfied
and sailed into the fellow with bis
fists. Licked the stuffing out g
"BuUy!'.' said old Gross, "and
you say he's rich in his own
"Income's about 1,000,000
i ranees a year," said the confiden
"He'll do." said Grqss. "Now
about that C. S. & L deal"
So Gross wasn't unprepared.'
The Count stalked into his of
fice on La Salle street at the busi
est hour of the day, clickdd his
heels-together, saluted, and m-
quired if he had the honor to
speak to Monsieur Gross, Old
Gross said he had.- j.cc-m.. -
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