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dsd NOS pay his Subscri psion.
| t1ransitt'd fro. Pesis Jowsaal for tie Ria


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!. Twas. at Strasbutg: two old men from
MY to sixty years Of age, were amusing
themselves over two glasses Of sseau sucyse.
(sngar and water in solitary Inn, in III,
rue de France. One Of these old men VIII,
had the appearance Of settled, reflectin,
merchant, speaking little and never laugh
ing, was expediting the melting Of Ift
sugar by violent motions Of his SPOON


The other dressed in black silk can
covered BY hat Of the most respectabi.
age, had the air Of man who had ius,
escaped bankruptcy; for grief for los,
money characterizes the physiognomy in ,
peculiar manner. Between him who he.
lost his wife, and HIM who has lest his
fortune, you will find as great difference
as between the position Of cathedral and
a grave digger. The old man with the
black silk night cap, slipped two pieces Of
sugar IN his pocket, casting the darkest
possible glances around him, with the air
Of saying, "Thank God, Ihave right at.
ter SO many inisfortunes." 5


His friend, who had just laid his halt
empty glass on the table, now pushes il
from him, and folding his arms in reso-
lutte manner, exclaims: H.,


"Boncaud, something is the matter!''


boucaud is silent for moment, and
then besides to answer 'sYes." 10 aA~s


"tell It me, my old friend"


+" 'Tis long and sad story"


Il suppose SO, yet it is solace to tell
our griefs to friend Of fifty years stand
ing"


You are right, my good Quentin. But,
repeat it, It's sad story: the saddest
possible. Listen to me and you will ac-
knowledge that | am very unhappy.


"There are newspapers everywhere
now; they are a plague-a neetle which
stings, no one knows how nor why. They
are found at Pontoise, at Carpentras, at
Quimpee Coventin, l know not where!
There is one even at Chatean Thierry. our
common country-confound them!''


''You mean that there were such papers;
but there are none now-the director has
crushed them. Formerly, any low fellow
favored by little wit, might ridicule the
most respectable persons. s' s5


"To whom do you tell this? But let me
my story. l had the misfortune
to receive for whole year, on the plea Of
being countryman, doubtless, the news
paper Of Chateau Thierry without ever
perceiving that a previous notise bound
me either to refuse the cursed paper or to
regard myself as subscriber. l was so
unfortunate as not to refuse, and al the end
Of the year, 8 months ago, my newspaper
ceased to make it's appearance, and the ed
itor demanded twenty francs, the price
,f years subscription. My signature to
his effect had been obtained only through
! little note which l had written, asking
one paper 10 be sent as a specimen. /
therefore repudiated the debt"


sand you acted well.'' ~


81 acted very III, as you viii see. A
week after my refusal, / received letter
from Chateau Thierry, which cost u CEN
lines postage. You know that have
many friends and much business there, and
received unfranked letters frequently from
The city and from the environs. Do you
guess what was in this letter? Very little
Sir, you owe metwenty -four francs, and
you refuse to pay them. You are ras-
cal" i ''se9
esTmpossible! And did yoa not hand
over this letter to the Solicitor ofthe Kinp?''


"There was no signature, and I hoped
to get rid Of the writer at the price Of this
insult. A week after, another letter came
to me from Fire en- Sardenois, where l
have funds invested. 80 centimes was the
postage. What do you suppose / saw on
opening itp-"Sir, you ONE me t,centy- -four
francs, and you refsssto pay them. You are
. rascal" oe.-sT IS l.s,.#;


"Ah! that is too much" 75ai


.'In word, my friend. paid success
sively, in the course of a month, 8 or 10
postages on letters to the same purport.-
One came to me from each place with
which l had business transactions. /
even received one from scissors, where
my son, who is a physician, resides, and
Ills handwriting was initiated in the d.
rection. hes1 4 0ss, ssa....


why, this editor must be great ras-
cal u .8,- -, f.s.


sDo not speak too vehemently. was
no longer myself. When the post-boy
brought me letter l hesitated ten min
utes before receiving it. felt it, weighed
il, smelt it. Sometimes it was serious
letter from my lawyer or from one Of my
debtors, but oftener it was from this
wicked fellow? He went so far as to
frank letters from great distances, to add
to my uncertainty and to ruin me more
effectually. What was / to do? Must I
give notice to forty or fifty persons that |
would not receive unfranked sletters?-
Impossible! / must then tell the reason,
and this I dared not, do, nor ought / to do
il. ! wrote to this fellow to offer him
his twenty y-four fancs / even ffanked
my letter He had left, the country and
no one knew what had become Of him. /"


"This is an, sbominable story H. s!


Eyes, abominable, and worse when YOU
know It all. In the end I lost my. wits.
I took Or refused letters at hazard,l and
the devil always impelled me to choose
those, Of his own dictation., 4 have J !
drawer full Of then.','a asal .aail4tts


"This man was enough to ruin You IN
postage" fa s8sin AK !


"That was slight matter. Ono day