Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1870-02-18

cause 1 loved him, mo. because I respected
him, not because l wished TO curry favor
with his relatives. Yet / wept.
"They have fried him." said the King.
W Alas, poor Gaultier. However, let us
cheer up, let us be content But / will
have my cook for breakfast for this--vand 4
will fry him, and see how he likesit There
Is nothing ike sharp example, To teach
man, my friend. But don't be idle, Sir
take some more OF the fried Fren3hman. /
ought TO be ashamed 70 offer you such a
dish, but you sec how am situated. He
ought TO have been baked-this fellow
ought. VIC always bake Frenchman--we
never tlfink offrying him. But wish you
had known this fcllow-so kind, so gentle,
90 loving, and you soe yourself how
tender he is. But that Williams business
i wish you would straighten that up for
me when you go back TO America. If your
people could only know the facts in the
case, they would not blame me. Il is q
little hard, after have spent all these years
In building up good name, TO have Il all
knocked in the head by this shabby ad.
yenturer Now, what he called 'hideous
revel,' and feast of DEVILS and all sorts
of vile and wicked names, was nothing in
the world, give you my sacred honor,
but n simple barbecue seventeen old
crippled natives, no account under the
san, Just an expense to the community,
and fricasseed them to give little treat
TO some visiting town chiefs. (Aldermen
you call them in your country who were
here for day or two from Wonga Island.
"Feast of DEVILS indeed Feast of dried
up, skinny old rapscaliOns that the island
is thousand times better off without,
and / am sure IL was honorable in us 10
be hospitable to those strangers. Though
between you and me IL was an awful swim
die on thcm-tough, oh, don't mention il
more cholera morbus and indigestion and
general suffering among those chiefs, y0U
never saw the like in all your life Now,
| Twain, you see how much truth
there was i'm Williams statements-all
that row about nothing. You can set this
thing right in your country-you can do
it casy-sim2ly just explain the facts
and anything can do for you, I'll do it
you can depend on me. Send me copy
of your weekly. | can't read it, but a
little literature can't hurt a man, anyhow,
CUsar's ghost"
| ooh, Heaven what is the matter,
Your Gracious Majesty?'
ooh, misery, oh, murler, Oh, despera-
tionp -
"Oh 'ohat is it, Your Imperial Majesty
i beseech your
Gle had sprung to his feet, and his
fixed eyes were staring wildly at the fried
meat before him.
"Oh my brain reels This hair a
Frenchman's hair? There must be some
mistakcl A horrid suspicion bursts upon
mel All, what is this | see ?-this thing
this Accusing mark A Strd,Cberry on tht
LEFT arm I-itis, it is, my long lost brotherr
Alas, it was even so. 1t was his long
lost brother-what was left of him. Poor,
poor fellow, he was only fit to be shoVcled
into basket and given to the poor now,
The King fell to the floor insensible. HC
grew worse and worse, and the next day
his removal to the country was ordered
Many sympathizing relatives and friends
followed the palanquin and did what they
could to alleviate the sutlerings of theil
unhappy sovereign.
1t turned out afterwards that the sweet
heart of the Frenchman had made a sur
rcptitious exchange of marketing in tht
Kings kitchen before daylight on the
fatal day. She had bought the King
brother from wandering tribe that be
longed in the great wilderness at thu
other end of the island. She bought hin
purposcly to make that exchange, though
of course she did not know who he was
The girl and the Frcnchman escaped from
the island in canoe that very night ant
were happily married, or drowned, l dom
know which. | would have liked TO tast,
that Frenchman.
| fNorE-This IL the process really followed in al
the South Pacific lslands.-Ad'k 7tOdiH.