The weekly Butte record., 1862-09-13

en- gallery OF the palace IN question, when
being somewhat pressed by the crowd and
fearful of beng injured in his suffering limb, be
took sudden step aside, and accidentally trod
on the foot of an officer of the royal guard.
Quick as lightning the latter, young man Of
spirit and FIRE. seized the former by the nose,
and then cufed on both sides of the head.
The face Of the imperialist turned deadly pale,
as he said, quite calmly and politely, evidently
controlling his passion by master effort of
the will
:" would have apologized for what was re-
ally an accident, had not Monsieur put it out
of my power"
:" l do not want an apology from such as
you" was the insulting reply.
." Your name ?n demanded the other
Lieutenant Duvias, of The royal guard, at
your service"
Il shall remember !" rejoined Captain IIoni-
TAM as he turned to depart.
Pray do not forget, said the lieutenant,
at the same time treadng heavily upon the
equity foot of the captain. and thus drawing
from him an involuntary cry of pain.
Duvias then walked away with proud and
naughty air, leaving the other suffering fearful
ly with pain and rage As soon as he could
extricate himself from the crowd, the captain
called for carriage, and was quickly driven
out of sight.
For whole week Lieutenant Duvas re-
mained in momentary expectation of ehal-
lenge from the man he had so grossly iusulted,
but none came. Another week passed away,
and the imperialist was not heard from.
He is coward, and unworthy of my no.
tice,' said the dashing young officer, with
proud smile OF contempt.
Why, what could you expect of man
who doubtless disgraced himself at Waterloo
rejoired one of his brother officers, with a
sneer.
Bah! this comes of plebean blood, Henri :"
Months passed away, and Henri Duvias, who
was the younges; son of an ancient and honor
able family of royalists, Was promoted to a
captaincy. He had fought two duels since his
insult to Capt. Honitan, but still nothing had
been heard of that officer, and the little affair
was nearly forgotten, or remembered only as
sneerine jest. More months passed. and Capt
Duvias, aifianced to beautiful lady of rank,
began to prepare for his wedding.
The morning of the intended wedding day
arrived, and Captain Henri Duvais rose early
to prepare for nuptials that were to make him
the happiest man in Paris. While engaged at
his toilet, a servant announced a visitors
stranger.
Il am engaged, and can sec no one, nos"
was the reply.
a beg your pardon, Monsieur lie Capitainc,'
said the voice of the stranger, who had follow
ed on the heels of the servant, but l know
you will see me-
And who are you, sir ? and why this intru-
sion ?" demanded the young officer, in an in
perous tone, as lie coolly ran his eyes over the
person of middle-aged man in plain citizens
dress
Il am Capt. Honitan, formerly of the Impe-
rial Guard, at your service"
We'll, sir ?"
Monsieur lie Capitaine seems not to know
me but yet Monsieur may have the happiness
to remember the pleasure he once had n pull
ing the Dose boxing the ears, and treading on
the foot of quiet looking gentleman, under
the gallery of the Paais Royal, some twelve
months since.
This was said with the most freezing polite
ness but there was something awfully wicked
in the cold gray eye of the speaker, as it all
the time rested quietly and steadily upon the
other.
Ha - said Duvais," flushing TO the tenn
pies, Il know you now; bat to save your
reputation you should have come sooner"
Ny reputation, fortunately, was not in the
keeping of rather forward boy" returned the
other, with grim smile and mocking bow. Il
have come at last to ask the pleasure of Mon
sieur lie Capitaine Henri Duvais to a little
quiet walk, thinking the beautiful bride elect
might be pleased to hear of the proves of her
lover on bis wedding day"
Duvais bit his lip.
think" lie said, g should be justified in
putting you off for the present but l will not
balk your kind intentions We need not go
far, nor wait long. Here are small swords,
aud twenty PAGES hence is the garden
Monsieur lie Capitaine is so obligiug,"
bowed the other. Perhaps they lied who
said Monsieur was a coward and would not
fight !"
You shall see :" cried tie young royalist,
almost bursting with suppressed passion
Coward or no coward, have sent your bet
tiers to the devil, and you shall soon follow
In less than ten minutes the two antagonists
were in the garden-their swords crossed
Honitan was perfectly cool and selfpossessed,
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