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The following incident, says the Even
ing Mirror, was told us in our younger
days. Possibly, it has been in print-but
the newspapers are so full now Of Louis
Philippe's grand visit to the Queen, that
this glance at one Of his adventures while
an exile among us, may be at any rate
worth recalling.


The present King Of France. one very
cold evening, was riding from Boston to
Salem on the outside Of the Stage. He
was entirely without money to pay for .
lodging that night, and he began to make
friends with the driver to get part Of his
bed. Alter while, the drivers compass
sion was aroused. "You are not very
clean looking chap" said he to the poor
Frenchman, ssbut my bed is in the harness
room, where there's a stove, and If you
keep your trowsers on, and sleep ON the
outside, don't mind.