The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1856-02-22

letter. "I Iguess its cont 1
list, even before he had broken tho SEAL
Tancred wrote to say that over and above
his usual occupations, he was now canvass
ing to be elected member Of the Chamber
of Depnties, which obliged him to postpone
their meeting.
81 am afraid the 3lst of October will be
struck out of the calendar" said Conrad to
himself. "IIowevcr, let us see what next
year brings"
This time the lawyer came to meeting in
his carriage.
Great changes take place in Paris in the
space Of three years. Tancred was now IN
important parsonage. He had been elected
senior advocate n second time, he was q
member of the Chamber Of Deputies, and
was, in short, one of the fifteen or twenty
men Of the day, who concentrated the at.
"Isupposc You will soon be minister, "
said the artist, after they had taken their
seats.
81 prefer my Office to tho cabinet" !"
answered Tancred, because 1t brings me in
at least two hundred thousand francs per
annum."
"Do YOU still think 50 much ofmoneyT'
asked Conrad.
"How can ono do otherwise? It is the
sinew of modern life. Besides, I have en-
larged my plans"
81 cannot congratulate you on that
score"
"I thought couple Of millions would
have done, but see i must have three
one for each Of my children, and one tor
myself"
Meanwhile Conrad asremarking to him.
self how greatly his friends was charged
since last they met. Nor were tho symp-
toms of decay confined to the more surface
YOU could see that 1t was undermining the
vital springs of the human machine. lie
who could hold forth without an effort
during three consecutive hours, now spoke
with painful degree Of slowness. Hif
gestures were languid, and his eyes scarce
ly ever flashed as heretofore.
"Do you persist in gaining these three
millions? }" resumed Conrad.
cit would be folly to give over, with the
influence now possess 1t will be but the
work of three more years-a mere triac."
"You call three years triae," muttercd
the artist, +" When we arc none of us SURE
of the morrow! Alas poor madman, you
will never learn to enjoy life"
They parted, each saying to himself"
don't think we shall ever hold our October
meetings again."
A year and half afterwards Conrad wa
sauntcring through the Tuilerics, when h
met his friend in the sunny spot called Pc
lIe- provence, where children play, ant
men come to seek the warmth. Tancret
: was pale, and disease seemed to have mad
, fearful hayocin his system. Hckept lean
ing every now and then against the horse
, chesnuts as he crawlcd along.
al have come hither to enjoy the sun,
! said he to Conrad. The artist offered hin
his arm in q friendly manner.
81 completed my three millions yester
t day, said the lawyer, adding that his healtl
0 had been so injured by sitting pat night
4 that his doctor had ordered him to spen'
the winter in Italy.
: We all know what that means in the cas-
Q of an invalid.
Six months after, letter scaled wit
d black brought Conrad news that Tancre
; had died at Pisa, of brain fever, combine
4 with disease Of the larynx.
"That comes Of the worship Of mamon,
: said the artist.
r Eight years have now elapsed since hi
!, death.
8 The one Of the two friends, who pretend
cd he alone was rational, is now sleepin
; in his narrow bed in the ccmotary OF PERI
: la-Chaise. The other, supposed to be o VII
9 ionary, Is still living and In excellent health
and is living in his snug little retreat at
: Gcrmain-en-IAye. where be related to US b
story about week ago.
e 81 Beware of bills on tho I" Easter
: Bank, }" Killingly, CT. The bank b broker