The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1861-10-08 00:00:00

FOREIGN MISCELLANY.

A FOLIC! TB tP.—ln the neighbourhood of Toulon
real many country houses have lately been robbed at
sight during the absence of the owners, and the police,
from ineestigatior.s made, came to the conclusion that
the perpetrators of the burglaries were a number of
men who adopted the ingenious pretest of pretending
to be travelling musicians. They were accustomed to
play guitars and mandolines before the houses, and
when after a while no one appeared, they inferred that
the pinee was unoccupied, and accordingly effected an
entrance and carried off everything of value they amid
end. A number of police officers were a few nights
beck moot to a house where the musicians had not
visited • after a while the musicians arrived, and pve
a seran;ide, to which the policemen listened without
moving, to that the others were tempted to enter the
house To their dismay they were as once secured.

HEROISM IN Cosmos Livg.—ln one of the Police
Correctional Courts in Paris the other day the following
interesting incident took place: A fait-faced and blue-
eyed child, delicate, gentle-looking, and badly dressed,
was brought up to be dealt with as • vagrant. On
being asked her history she replied, " Alas I Monsieur,
I ain the child of an honest workman and couturiere,
but they are dead, and I don't know ill have any
grown up relationa or not. I have only one brother.
but Jacques is very little, and he does not know that I
ain here.; " But," answered the judge, "he being a
child, I must, lam sorry to say, condemn you." The
little girl on hearing this began to sob and cry out,
" Poor Jacques! poor Jacques ! what will he do ?"
Bile was presently interrupted by a childish voice
calling to her, "Hero I sin, take courage, and don't
be afraid." The speaker, an Intelligent looking little
fellow in • groom's dress, advancing towards the bar,
cried out in • supplicating lose, " Hear me, hear me,
11. le President, and don't pass sentence on Lucile,
who
Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Monsieur,
forgive her; for lam able to take care of her." "How
old are you, my little man ?" "Twelve," said Jacques
while Lucile cried, "Oh, how good youare ; I thought I
was lost." "My child," said the magistrate, "I shall
do all in my power to set your sister free, but you
must first give me an explanation about both her Mid
youreelf." "Oh, If that's all, I can do It at once.
Villen say father and mother died of fever, we were
left without anything, and geeing Lucile young and
helpless, I said to myself I will be a workman and earn
money to send her to school. I accordingly apprenticed
myself to a brashinaker, and every day gave my sister
the half of what they gave me to eat • in the evening I
brought her intoinay room and made her sleep in my
bed, while I wrap myself up in my blouse and rug,
and slept on the oor till she got up before daybreak to
go away. The poor child is growing, and she must not
have had enough to eat since she begged, hut sines
yesterday morning I have been hired to mind horses,
and have now enough of wages to give her plenty. If
you are not willing to mind what I say, my employer
can bear me out." Ti,. president's voice trembled with
emotion, as he said, "Your conduct is admirable ; per-
severe in it and God will bless you for it. To-morrow
you can come and take your sister." Lucile listened
all the while, apparently in agony and suspense and
when her brother had done speaking, exclaimed,
"Won't you kind, good Jacques, come beck early?'
The two children then embraced each other; and
Jacques, after 'having gained his point, giving way to
a revulsion of feeling, fell into • tit of sobbing, saying,
several times, "How good is God to have given we
back my poor lost little sister."