M.Treudeaux, a Galant Life of Mystery and Intrigue.
M.Treaudeaux, born 1811 to the Gasteux family, grew up within a life of laze and ploy. Mainly raised by the family's butler, M.Bourotle, she was provided with money, vacations, and proper jaunts to far away thoughts only heard of by the Bourjoise.
He wrote:
February 13, 1823 - I look at my life and touch the nearest timber which stands tall. It feels of pastry and cactus: a touch-toned sense into what was and what seems not to be."
M.Treadeaux maintains a residence in Baltimore, MD, where he resides with his sister, Francis DeMaru.
On the 3rd day of July, 2002, M.Treadeaux writes:
The Lords and Ladies fritter on down the rock-path, walking abreast, toasting the season!! It was 3 fort-nights plus 4 rounds of the clock since weather of such sanctity came and bestowed this blessing!
Cheers, indeed!
This happened to me during the cock's crow on this day. I sat on my wicker in the veranda, when Gaston awakens me from a deep slumber. As my eyes saw light, I noted he held with him a baker's dozen of Farmer Troix's Wheated Ale. As he coaxed and heaped for me to join him at the local tavern, jumping up and down like a disdained ostrich who yearns for laughter (a sight to be seen!), I waved a hand for M.Gaston to remove him from my presence. A ghastly nuisance, that Gaston!!
