Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1872-12-27
re WA DAV"H,
Publisher and Proprietor,
FIELD-DAYS In PARIS.

oe BY CHALK LEVEL.
THE following charmingly written
sketch taken from To-Day, a Philadel.
phia magazine. is by its Paris CORE.
spondent, who, by the way, is lady well
known in Memphis.-EDIToR OF LED
GER. eTnaMa agMMA
Have you ever seen the Count de
,Waldeck2 49, G a e4&A 81 ii
No. Who is heY
The most authentic antique in exist.
ence. You search daily in the bric-a-
brac shops for curiosities; | win show
you the greatest OF ALA human an
tique, and in good state of preservation.
oh, l understand-one of your num-
Yes, but a mummy who has never
been CONFERENCE.-The walks, talks, and,
best Of all, works for his daily bread, at
the age Of one hundred and seven yearsl
Impossiblel asiafs #HiAt ~
Very possible. But come, we will go
there now. You are doubling Thomas,
and must needs examine the proofs |
will tell you his history in few words,
for earnest, virtuous lives are soon
summed up. Vice leaves longer re-
cord. All things balance well. The
short account is soon audited at the
Great Day A4tss AtF +A f4AA4s -
The Count de Waldeck, a cadet of the
princely German family of that name,
came to France with Marie Antoinette; (;
consequently you will see man who re-
members Louis XIV. He was still at
tached to the service of the Queen at
the time Of the revolution. ak4
In his youth a very good amateur
painter, he made two excellent portraits
of his illustrious mistress--one as Dau-
phiness, the other when she was pris-
oner in the Conciergeris. Both are ex-
cellent likenesses. But you will see
them, for amidst all his reverses of fer
tune, sometimes lacking his daily bread,
he has guarded his two treasures. His
admiration for the character and his de-
votion to the memory Of Marie Antoi-
nette are part of his religion. Risking
his life with every instant of his stay and
every step that he took, he remained in
Paris until after her execution, aud suO-
ceeded once in visiting her in prison.
From his memory of that interview he
has painted the last portrait. A'
During the Revolution and the First
Empire he Travelled constantly, visiting
America. He wac the pioneer of the
researches in Yucatan and Mexico. he
has made most faithful and finished
drawings of the ruins he found there,
and is nov trying to get subscribers
enough 20 publish his work. 4Atf e..
He was many years in England, and
married there at the age of eighty-four.
At the time when most old men leave
the families that have grown up around
them. this man first had leisure to think
of creating home and family. He has
one son, born when he was eighty-Gve
years Of age. "a 1AA4tL y ~ tA I.
Never very wealthy, he lost his patri-
mony at the time of the first Revolu-
ton, and ever since has lived from his
labors as an artist. A man Of talent
but not of genius, faithful, conscien-
tious worker, with modest habits and
simple tastes, he has accepted with resig-
nation the loss Of fortunei patient and
painstaking, has supported himself and
falaily by constant work.
Several years ago, in consideration of
his character ana great age, the empe-
ror allowed him a peesieR Of six thou
sand francs q year. The republic has
stopped his pension. During the siege
he was forced to sell article after article
Of his household effects, and he is now
living in the siKtb story Of an old house
in the woFking-auaEtsgp Of Paris.
This is the history ef tbs Count de
Waldeck, as told me by my friend ID.
Henri Matthew, the great Oriental tray
eler, and one Of the sayans Of Paris.
The history was finished as we reached
the rue les Martyrs, in the Batignolles.
A narrow. dirty street. dark, damp en-
trance, creaky, steep, dirty stairs, up,
up, until my legs sehea and my breath
failed, In the mansard we Fssts5 an
instant before ringing the bell Of little
low, narrog door. 1t was opened BY the
niece of the e6Sptess, a gentleman
nered, sweetfaced gir1, SCt With that
paauliar lock of care which in yoGGg
face tells Of daily struggles with the
hardest OF al foes- poverty --embittered
BY culture and refnel tastes. AT the
first chamber-door an old man oaHe With
steps to meet US. And what
an old nam u. Matthew might well
say q grand ruin" A profusion Of
snowy hair and beard, clear blue Ger
man eyes that time had not dimm
ewes from which courageous and pa
tient soul looked forth; eyes that seemed
to read men as We read books. and yet
withal there seemed an angelic pity in
their depths for the uncured ills they
looked op. alL
Ny friend gave me the Introduction. !
find passport here to ely places and