"I did very well, lived comfortably and saved a little besides,
so that when the war broke out I had invested in cotton which was in a
warehouse waiting to be sold. A large fire destroyed the warehouse
with its contents, leaving me penniless once more, as there was not a
dollar of insurance on it.

"In the meantime my friend had died leaving his family--wife
and daughter--in my care. I decided to carry out his wish on his
deathbed and married his wife soon after. His daughter became my joy
and happiness. She was docile, ma foi, so perfect, that in a few
years, when she married, I was irreconcilable." Here the music master
would stop, let his face drop into his big, white, soft hands for a
moment and then go on with his story. "She died three years after her
marriage, leaving two children, a boy and a girl. These children were
adopted by people here in this state and I followed. Jefferson was
recommended to me as a good place to begin a class in music. I am not
sorry I came as I have made friends and in my old age I can look
forward to peace and a few devoted pupils to brighten the days." Many
times during his recital he would exclaim: "Mon Dieu, mon dieu, I have
seen many trials and tribulations."

Jaffray was always sorry to see Mr. D'Archais leave; his
personality and story were romantic and picturesque. Long into the
shadows of the night he would sit watching the stars come out one by
one, thinking of the troublous life of the nobleman and simple music
teacher.

In the Autumn Jaffray took to his bed utterly worn out and grew
very ill, so ill that the family doctor felt a great deal of concern