The Abbeville banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1847-1869, 1853-04-14
MISCELLANY.
TS-T T;J-iT,
q Story with a NCoral.

IN the ycar 1865. when Tie peace Of
Til<t put :, stop t, the coi1ucs.s Of Napo-
leon i'll Gcrianv. I'll" Kin" Of Prussia. cx-
ilau:!cd by his astonishing efforts to main
tain the w;ir against France reduced i. ar
my 20 the pc;lve establishment. Con<e-
Iucn,lv many lrusSi.n officers WHO were
";ati"'.r,! ri iiran!,ury's, received t.rv;iy',s.
or were dismissed from tie service for Il,
time; and life Of military danger and ae-
,ivity gave place 20 habits Of i,!lcncss and
dissipation.
In the early part Of Scpt"inhcr, several of
these officers lla,ing dincd together, and
sacrificed rather freely mt the shrine Of the
jolly god, adjourned towards evening to the
Exchange Coffee House. the most noted ho-
tel'in the city. They entered singing and
shouting in the most tunulluol,s manner,
setting lit defiance the rules OF rroprcty
and dccorum. The Youngest of the Joyous
ban, the Baron de ", who bore the
Tcommisson OF a lieutenant in the army,
vas about twenty-five years of age, wealthy
handsome and elegantly formed. But his
mind did not correspond will. his person
lac was vain, insolent, self-conccited and
presuming. When they entered the public
we'd an individual Of snal: stature, in dark
suit seated alone at a table he held in his
hand the journal of the day, while his right
supported pipe. lie paid hut little atten-
tlo', 20 the entrance of this formidable host
Of blackguards, scarcely dcigning to raise
his eyes from the paper he was reading
The young Baron, doubtless offended at an
appearance ofindiifrrcnce, which lie thought
bordercd on contempt, approached the man
in black, and familiarly sIapping him OH
the back, said with smile of bitter ironey
-'Ah! my friend, good evening. From
your appearance should take youto be a
schoolnastcr-or, perhaps, t;.ilor-am 1
right? where is your goosep
The citizen raised his eyes, and fixed them
for moment OIL the countenance OF his in
tcrrogator, and then resumed the perusal OF
the journal.
God forgive my SINS continued the Ba-
ron, 'hc will not answer me. Come my
little fellow, We must be more sociablc.-
d, All! | preccive the reason of your silence,
that. pipe incommodes you. AS must
hear the sound Of your voice, allow me to
relieve YOU So saying, he snatchcd the
pipe from thc hand Of the stranger, and
dashed IT to pieces OH the floor; piece OF
wit which Ills companions applauded with
shouts Of laughter. 4
Without laying down the journal, the in
suited individual turned towards the en-
trance of the inner room, and coolIy said
Waiter, another pipe
'Well done,' returned the young imperti.
ncnt, 1 have gained something. however,
!, have made him open his mouth
The pipe was brought, filled and lighted,
!. and the citizen continued perusing the jour
nal, as if nothing had happened.
s My little man. said the Baron, where do
Jou belong? In what village do You exer-
'Ecise your talents i? What! No answer
Have you resolved to enter into 10 conver-
lion with me'
Here the insulted person again raised his
lead and looked the officer full in the face
at the same time putting out at immense
volume of smoke: he then dcliberatelvsre.