The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1851-05-01

thing
'Oh, indeed i, is,' said Pierre with deep
sigh. Then take courage be added.
However, father, if YOU would'-
Send y", to school Isuppose you mean =
interrupted bis father. You know ! have
not .hc means; ! eau, afford to feed idle
moutl,s.'
Here Is your SUPPER said his mother,
giving h'm basin Of soup and . bit Of
bread.
NAV have my book?' asked Pierre,
taking his supper with one hand aud ex-
tending the other towards his father.
The latter handed j, to him, and asked
swl,o wrote this book?'
'Jean dc Roly,' replied Pierre
who was that Pierre?' asked his mother
as she helped him to the soup.
.lie wss one Of the most eloquent orators
Of the last century, raother,' replied the
child. He wns chancellor and nrch dea-
con Of the church Of No,re. Dame in Paris
He knew how 70 read and 10 write too,' add
ed Pierre with n sigh; $50 ;hs. in l46l, when
Parliament sent reinnnsirance to Louis
Al !. il was he who composedit. afterwards
IN l4S3, the clergy of Paris sent him io,he
Assembly of the States General at Tours
where he spoke Of tho Suppression nf
abuses.
Charles VIII, the son Of Louis Xl. and
father Of our present king. XII, was SO
much pleased with him. ihs, he appointed
him his almoner, and Kept him Al his
court
There. ,here-that will do,' cried Calm
cite.
.Yon see how was the ,nesbs Of teach
ing all iha: to the little fellow said Richard
proudly.
Sine things I'm sure 10 teach him! Go
to bed Master Wiseacre,' added she, giving
her son slight push-'go aud look for your
Jean Jolly"
tJean de Rnl!y, mother; and can't 60
look for him, bccause he died twenty six
years ago.
But Cor thai, suppose you'd 90 to him
and all the grand people in Paris; snd you,
torsooIh, the son Of charcoal burner in
Picards
Nv father certainly burns CHARCOAL
said Pierre in low tone. 'and yet he has
gentle blood in his veins
And YOU think yourself gentleman
SUPPOSED said his mother.
Oh cried the boy, Il care not for rank
or wealth; all want is to gain know
ledgeo
well, 60 10 bed and dream that YOU have
il, sud j, will be all the same thing
Good night mother; good.night father.
good nigh, r chard,' said Pierre and went
to sleep in the stable among his sheep.
The next morning, when Pierre prepar-
ed MS usual 10 take m1l his flnk for the da,,
he paused on the threshold If his fathers
cottage. and turning back he said, kiss me
rnothere y
'Nhat for child?' replied Cnlinel'e.
Odd Louison says replied Pierre, Hhat
we never know when VIC may die. II YOU
were never 10 see me asain'-
.Wha, strange ideas The boy hns! said
his mother. giving him hearty kiss
There Pierre; 'tis time for you to GO
An hour afterwards Pierre, having led
his flock To thei. accustomed pasture, com
menied them 10 the care Of his iai'hf,d dog,
and turned his steps the Paris road. Some
thing in his hear, repreached him for lsav-
ing his parents, and that an enterprise COM
menced asnin.t their wishes could no, pros
per: but the boy tried TO siiffe tie umensy
feeling, aud walked on, carryingn s,ick'nhd
a bundle CONTAINING change Of clothes,
a few books, aud the provision given him
by old kouison.
He had no, gone far when Ire saw Rich
ard coming toward him.
sWhere arc you going!' asked the man.
i can't tell you Richard; for it they ask
YOU II, home, want you to be ablc TO say
veu do no, know
i guess il, child you're going TO leave
us and the old servants voice ial,ered as
he spoke.
'Richard,' said the child bursting into
tears, 'denr Richard don, betray me.
You ,augh, me 10 rend; that was like O.
peniug the gate to beautiful garden, and
now want 10 enter aud taste the fruit.
am going 10 Paris
'Wi'hout your fathers permission?
Yes: you know if bad nsked him ne
would have refused. ] shall never forget
you, Richard; aud when ] am learned and
happy'----Ho could say no more; but
dashing away the ,ears that blinded him.
was some distance on his way before Rich
ard turned slowly toward home.
Tba, evening there was sad consterna-
ton in the farmhouse when the sheep re-
turned under the sole escort Of Louon the
dog.
'Pierre! Pierre!-where is Pierre! re-
sounded on all sides.
Richard alone sat silently in a corner
praying to God to protect the l:1,lc tray,
eler.
After much fatigue, Pierre La Rance at
length reached Paris. While passing 'hro'
the country, he was kindly received, lods-
ed and fed by pensar,s, so that he had no