The Daily state journal. [volume] (Alexandria, Va.) 1868-1874, 1872-11-23
THE BROTHERS.

to the Fortress of the house in an attic OF
which he had his lodging. 6 Very dry
fare; I'll bet that young gentleman who
lives under me has something to make his
more ralatableP
"Oh! are you going up stairs, Chas-
sagne ?'' said the FORTRESS; for, if you are,
please to hand in this letter at No. s; the
postman has Just left it."
Why can't he fetch it himselfT' said
the water-carrier.
"Why? poor fellow, he hasn't left his
room these three days; and more than
that, I'm sure he hasn't had a mouthful to
eat since yesterday morning. If had not
been afraid he'd snap me up, as he did
once before, I should have taken him some
warm milk and a bit of bread to-day"
Really now, do you think he is so
clemmed? 1t almost makes me think to
take up to him mine. All! you should
have tried him with the bread and milk,
missus."
The Auvergnat ca rries up the letter, and
finds the young student very pale and thin,
writing on the bed, amid heap of books.
The letter is from rich cousin and guardi-
an, enclosing an order for louis-d'or,
and volunteering abundant adyices and re-
tections on the youths indiscretion in go-
ing up to Paris and making himself bur-
den to his relations. The student is young
Dupuytren, reduced for the time being to
great want, owing to the breaking up, in
1894, of all the public educational estab-
lshments. He had held bursary at the
College de la Marche in Paris. At such q
time his Cousins treatment is heart-rend-
ing he tells it oil to the sympathizing
Auvergnat.
swell, if l were you, young gentleman,
should just pack up the money again, and
send it back, and say that | neither wanted
his money nor his advice"
"Thank you. my lad; you've almost
made me feel myself again. But dear,
dear! What shall do? Pm starving.n
Before he could look around the Au-
yergnat had disappeared. He soon
returned, however, with his bread and
cheese, which he placed on the table. He
cut off some slices, and began to eat quite
cheerfully. Poor Dupuytren's heart was
too full he seemed more likely to faint
than to eat.
"There, now l warrant you won't eat
with me, because you're gentleman, and
Pm only poor water-carrier.
At last Chassagne's kindly tact succeeds;
he makes Dupuytren share his breakfast,
and promise to accept further help.
"You see, it's my turn to help body
now. The parson, who brought me up
when l was left an orphan, said to me
when he sent me off to make my way in
Paris Now be sure you do to others as
you've been done by; if you ever find any
one you can do a good turn to. mind You
do it!u
The student, who feels that he has somo-
thing in him, says:
'I'll pay you hundred-fold when I'm
head-surgeon at the hospital"
"Ah! come now, that is too good. Why
that's like my wishing, as / do, when / put
my wishing-cap on, to have, instead Of that
pair of buckets, barrel all to myself-a
fine new barrel, painted red, with the hoops
picked out with blue. What proud day
it'll be when first put myself between
the shafts and wheel my own BARREL"
Dupuytren could not help smiling at
the extent of his friends ambition.
How much does a barrel cost, then ?"
"Why, 260 francs, at least; but I'll tell
you q secret. I've got 200 towards it safely
slowed away in stocking"
While the student is gone to post his an.
swer to his cousin, the owner of the house
comes to gather his rent. He turns the
Auvergnat out, locks the door, and is walk
ing away when Chassagne says:
"Where will he go, poor fellow ?"
"That's his business, not mine; he owes
me for five months, that's enough for me.'
"But his books and papers? You'll
kill him, tell you; he's not WE'LL"
The end is that the Auvergnat takes the
landlord up stairs, opens the stocking, and
pays the rent.
But Dupuytren knows nothing of this
till long after. He posts his letter, and
before finally accepting the water-seller's
help, determines to put his pride in his
pocket, and call on ayoung fellow-student,
Count Leon de ---, son of the Duke OF
-. The Count is going to have party,
for it is his birthday.
"Come, stay, old fellow, and dine with
US. What! you won't? All! it's those
old college clothes that you've got on.
Stop bit; you and are pretty much of q
size my man will put you into one of my
suits in few minutes"
mo, l can't stay; WANTED a word with
your
"What ? business, is it? Oh! do put it
off till you call again. can't and won't
hear it to-day. But tell me, what have
you been doing since all the collegers were
scattered? By the way, Dupuytren, do
you know Pm worried every day by class
fellows, who come to me for help, because
I'm dukes son. . They'd keep my purse
empty enough if / listened to them ALL"
Despite this discouraging prelude, the
poor lad unfolds his sorrows to the Count,
and begs the loan of ten pounds.
"You see, Leon, | only want it till the
schools reopen, and that must be very soon.
They cannot do without doctors and sur
geons, any more than bakers and when
once they open can get q scholarship inn
mediately, you know. So all want is to
be kept going till then. Now know you
can lend it me if you will"
Leon bursts into loud laugh.
"Ten pounds why that's whole
months pocket money. You're coming it
rather strong, my FRIEND"
A cold sweat came out on Dupuytren's
forehead; but still he forced himself TO try
once more.
swell, then, do without pocket-money
for one month, and you'll give me the
means Of living and studying for the whole
quarter"
You are surely not serious Dupuy-
tren--but there's the bell; that's some
of nv, frsou6g Gno6- hu if Won won)t