Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1873-07-25

that the despatch announcing that NJ Paul
Granier de Cassagnac has been seriously
wounded in his duel with NJ Ranc is not an
exageration. This young man has been a
pest in Paris for several years. He has done
more to discredit the character of French
journalism than any other person. He early
formed his plan of campaign, and has adher
ed to it with singular fidelity. He is one
of the best fencers in Europe, and relying
upon that, he has made it his constant prac-
tice to abuse with bruta, personalities every
one who engages in discussion with him,
until, according to the Partisan idea of gen.
tlemanly responsibility, one is force to chal
lenge the other. His skill and experience
have hitherto invariably given him the ad
vantage. lie is, by long odds, the first due
list in France, and has never been touched
before. Lieutenant Lullier once slapped
him after he had refused to fight with him,
but NJ. GARNER simply called for the police.
When Nermorel declined duel with de Cas-
sagnac, the latter spat in his face on the bou
leyard and described the exploit at length in
his paper. His most notable duels were those
with lFlourens and Lissagaray Flourens
fought with great energy for half an hour,
but finally fell exhausted by his wounds In
his fight with Lissagaray, Cassagnac simply
parried, refusing to TO expose himself until
he had thoroughly tired out his antagonist.
The fiery Gascon, losing his prudence and
his strength together, at last cried out, ''Why
don't you strike?'' to which CasSagnac
smilingly replied, That's my affair" As
soon as he saw that Lissagary was helpless
from fatigue, he coolly ran him through. On
the 18th of August, 1865, when the empe-
ror made uphis Jewels, the only journalist who
received the Legion of Honor was this young
ruiian. The Empress sent her own Cham
herlain. NJ. de Cosse-Brissac, to congratulate
him. Ever since the war, the most abusive
attacks against the Republic and the Repub-
licans have been signed Paul de Cassagnac.
We have no means OF knowing what is the es-
pecial insult which proved intolerable to NJ.
Ranc, but the Pays has not been sparing of
its assaults upon him since his election as De
putty from Lyons If it should result that
this scene in n forest of Luxembourg should
prove to be the end of this violent and dis
orderly career, it cannot but be beneficial to
Paris journalism. They will at least be
spared the anomalous spectacle of a furious
bravo sustaining daily pOlemic against free
and order.-Nac York Tribune
A SAD RECoRD.-I was in Father Taylor's
study talking with him about his eyentful
life We were discussing some features Of
the Temperance question. when he took down
from a shelfa plain pocket Bible and asked
me to examine it. On the fly leaf was writ
ten. t.. from his mother" Turning
| IL IL 4l.. ,aln
ces thev torn, blistered and stained with
blood. | asked for the history. He replied
''Some years ago | was sent for in haste 10
visit a young man who was dangerously ILL.,.
| | went to the house In a miserable garrett
found lad, pale, weak and faint from the
| loss Of blood lie told that he had been at
tackled with severe hemorrhare, and knew
that he was soon to die that he had been
lea1ing life of dissipation, had become a
slave to drink. and had been brought by it to
his present position. My mother he said,
/ was cody woman. She instructed me
faithfully. PRAYED for me teaderly, and tried
/ to make me a good man | left home and
came TO Boston to make my own living. |
| intended to do right, and follow my mother :
counsels. Her last gift to NE was this Bible.
| At first read it daily, and attended worship
every Sabbath-but fell into bad company
and gradually went astray, until lost allmy
manliness and becamea wretched drunkard.
| have burst a blood vessel and am dying.
For Gods sake and my mothers. pray for
me left him in great distress. The
next day found him dead. He WAS lying
with his book clasped to his lip. 1t was wet
with his tears and blood. and torn with his
convulsiye agonies. Some years after made
a Temperance speech in Philadelphia. re-
lated the incident and held up the book as
did So There wasa stir in the audience. y
poor woman, with a sad, heart-broken ex-
preston. arose and totteTed to the platform.
She implored me TO let her have the book.
The stiffness Of the room was terrible. Every
eve was fixed upon her. With trembling
hands she turned to the fy-leaf-then with a
scream, fell faintiug to the floor. She had
read the name Of her own son: and for the
first time knew Of his sad fate Sc