The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1863-11-14
LIFE AND DEATH IN THE PARIS
HOTELS.

we nave had traglcal week OF It-thTe
suicides and the death of low commediar
in a madhouse. The Grand Hotel, though
not year old, has been the scene of two
suicides already, and these suicides were
perpetrated by well-known people. It:
tragical history has began, you see. How
mantled every chamber of the Paris tayernc
are with the romance the vicissitudes, the
griefs and the joys of life! Could the walls
of Meurice speak. what tales they could
tell Bridals and death beds; unhallowed
rapture of erring wives in flight from their
old happy home, to be so soon followed by
years of unspeakable misery; dying hours
tortured by rapacious intellopers; death
chambers where escritoires are forced to
gain possession of wills burned in the chin
ney; the swindler's first night after be
throws off all disguise, and by flight and
robbery irretrievably confesses himself a
rogue; the first step taken in Voluptuous
life, where estate and good name and health
shall pass away; the hour Of anguish, when
the beggared prodigal, too poor to procure
husks for hogs, writes home and implores
forgiveness; the first quarrel which breaks
MARRIAGES. happy spell and leads both par
ties to the divorce court. Such a series of
stories as would freeze the blood and bristle
the hair, could be got from the quaint
chambers of these old hotels. built round
odd fashioned yards. where no grass
ever grows except the parasite which wrig-
giles itself in between the stones of the pave
ment, and where no sun ever shines except
during the longest days of June and July,
when for few minutes at noontide a soil
tary pencil of light darts, as if out of curl
II - - Ill ,Iv
~ withdraws itself again, as if it feared to
be mprisoned-old h1tels where three gen
CREATIONS of wealthy Europe have sought
pleasure, father, son and grandson sleeping
successfully in the same bed, dining at the
same table, following each other as shadows
of clouds follow shadows of clouds on the
walls.
Although the Grand Hotel has been open
only few months, it has seen the suicide
of one of the most beautiful lorettes of Paris
"a girl of scarce five and twenty. She
loved and her love was not returned. She
lived in the Grand Hotel (many lorettes do
live there). She sent message to the loved
one that she would wait for him until one
O'Clock A. NJ, and that if he came not then
she would be a corpse. The chimney piece
clock struck the hour, he was not there to
hear it, Nine de Hare took piece of paper,
lighted it at the gas jet and applied it to
her princely lace dress. In an instant she
was a mass of flames. She fingered few
days and died.
The other evening the report Of pistol
was heard in one of the private dining
rooms of the restaurant of the Grand Hotel
The servants fastened to break open the
in his blood and almost insensble. He was
taken to a private hospital, where he lin
gered in great anguish for some days. He
made no remark, except to exclaim repeat
edlv, "What an awkward shot, to miss my
heart with the pistols muzzle upon ~
This gentleman was Mons. Aladenize. He
was one of Louis Napoleon's adherents at
Boulogne, for which he lost his commission
in the army. He lived in great poverty
until the revolution of I848. when he was
made field officer in the Gardes Mobiles,
and he distinguished himself during the in
surrection Of June He was one Of the
persons who resisted Gen. Changarner,
when the latter broke up the Guardes Mo
biles, and he was thrown in prison. After
the coup d'etat Louis Napoleon gave him a
lucrative sub treasurer's place; he could
not keep it; then he was make project; then
he was made consul. He could not keep
any Of these places. Some persons say
that he looked upon himself as ll-requited
for his services and sufferings in Louis Ma
poleon's cause, and was dissatisfied with
every place given him. Some years ago
his first wife committed suicide, and an inn
penetrable cloud of mystery hung over that
deplorable event. 1t soured and depressed
him more than ever. Then he married an
actress, and this step barred all hopes of his
advancement in the consular or administra-
deeper into the slough of hopeless poverty.
His wife died; he was passionately attached
to her, and after her Joss his brow became
blacker and blacker. Nothing more was
heard of him until his suicide was made
public.
The other suicide was committed by a
wealthy young man, who threw life of from
very WEAKNESS of living. He was one of
Fortunes spoiled children. He was an
only son; the death of his parents put him
in possession of the whole of their estate,
which was great. He denied himself no
pleasure which gold can purchase (and
there is no pleasure which gold cannot pur-
chase; happiness only is beyond its market)'
and though scarcely five-and-thirty. he felt
the ''fulness of safety" He dined with a
giddy party of friends at the Cafe Anglais,
spent the rest of the evening at the Circus,
and then quietly went home and shot him
self through the head.
What drove poor Lassagne mad? Who
can bare the breast and read all the secrets
of the human heart? Some persons say
that the prince of low butfoons met one day
an humble seamstress I dare not say gri-
settle, the species is quite extinct), fell in
love with her and found his love returned