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168 ALFRED DE ROSANN. neighbourhood of the smoking ruins, joyfully hailed a manger as a comfortable couch “for the rest of the night,’ to use a common expression, although the sun had already risen above the eastern horizon. He quietly opened the door; and having assured himself that there were no dogs to dispute his right of en- trance into the sorry abode, he was about to betake _ himself to a bundle of hay which was spread in the midst of the stable, when he recollected that De. Ro- sann might also stand in need of sleep. He accord- ingly sallied forth, and made known his discovery to our hero, who was far from displeased at the prospect of enjoying an hour’s repose, not having closed his eyes the whole night. They entered the stable, and carefully shut the door to expel the advances of the morning air, which imparted a shivering to their frames, and penetrated to the very marrow of their bones. “Having taken this precaution, and wished each other a comfortable slumber, they lay down to- gether upon the.inviting hay: but their bed apparently possessed a considerable degree of elasticity; for by a sudden movement, which agitated the bundle from its very foundation, they were both hurled off, and thrown violently one on one side, and one on the other. Belle-Rose stretched out his arm to save himself, and his clenched fist encountered something, neither hard nor soft, that seemed to bear a most remarkable re- semblance to the cheek of ahuman being. A momen- tary terror seized upon him—he thought he had encountered the touch of a dead body; but aloud ery, which he well knew did not proceed from the lips of De Rosann, reassured him on this head, and he start- ed on his feet to search for the individual who had alarmed him. In an instant the whole bundle of hay flew to the other extremity of the stable, exposing to the view of our hero and his companion the elongated countenance and petrified form of the gastronomer, Champignon. | The astonishment of Belle-Rose and De Rosann, when the lengthened countenance of Champignon GomichbooksrGom