The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-06-24
The Romance of the News
papers.

"Truth is stranger than fiction. Old Ptdy
If the novel-writer would only read the
newspapers he would find nearly all his
work done for him. He would find that
it would not be necessary, in writing al
novel, founded on fact" to follow the
old style-take some out of-the-Way Incl
dent and place it under the microscope OF
lively imagination until it expands into
''strange eventful history The news
paper columns would show him that real
life has just as many startling romances
a. any that have ever been written; and
he would also find that they have this adj
vantage over the noyel-writer's romances
the denouement could not be foreseen.
A strange real-life romance has just fall
len under our notice. We find it in a
Southern newspaper.
Some month or two since there was a
bcawl and fight at popular dancing
saloon in Memphis, Tennessee, between
some braves in the audience and the
members of the company. Knives and
pistols were freely used, and after the.
fight was over it was discovered that
young Frenchman, the principal perform
er of the troupe, who had created SEN
satlon in the city as dancer of the can
can, was shot and MORALLY wounded. He
was taken up and removed to. his hotel
by his friends where he was left to die
only attended by young girl, the dan
seuse of the company, who nursed ano
cared for him as tenderly as if he had
been her husband After o time, finding
that all hopes of recovery must be aban-
doned, the young man resigned khimself
to his fate, and sent for priest to minis
ter to him the last consolation of religion
and ease his mind of the9 burden that
rested upon it. The clergyman came and
was left alone with the dying man. An
hour passed, and then some friends were
summoned from an adjoining apartment,
to witness the last act of the young
mans life and bid him farewell A
an adjoining room the young dauseuse
soon made her appearance. She was
dressed as if hastily prepared for a
bridal At the bedside the priest
placed the hand of the dying dancer in
4 that of his mistress, and in a few minutes
a marrige ceremony had been performed.
One who was rich in beauty, youth and
health had heen joined to one whose dy-
eyes were fast closing on the light of
this world
The ceremony over, the friends depart
ed, leaving the clergyman and the wife
alone with the dying man.
A few days passed, and then a stsange
history was revealed. This history we
now give the readers of THE TELE-
GRAPH.
Two or three years prior to the in
cidents above related there lived
in one of the Departments of the
South of France young gentleman nam
ed Albert de Pcllgrieu. He was one of
those favored mortals of whom it
seemed as if nature and fortune had
combined to make him happy. He
was rich, handsome, cultivated, and bless
ed. with more talent than ordinarily falls
to the lot of men. Ali that wealth could
purchase was at his command, life had but
few honors he could not reach, and had
he been SO inclined, could have chosen a
wife from among the high-placed daugh-
tiers of his country. But wealth was of
little worth in his esteem; the honors of
life to him were empty, and to his mind
love had no charms. He was thorough
Frenchman, and saw the emptiness of
life before he entered upon it. He was a
sort of French Glide Harold-differ-
ing from Byron's Childe in that he was
sated with life before going through
its pleasures Like Byron's Childe,
she longed him from his native land
to go" so turning his back upon the art
thescience,the literature of Europe, he sail
ed for the shores of America A year or 50
he spent in travelling over the country,
visiting its grand lakes and mountains,
wandering from city to city, looking with
the eye of a philosopher upon all that he
thought worth seeing and learning all
that was worth knowing. This palled at