The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1875-04-09

efs Of both mind aud body. failed me.
This is my history a royal origin, sue
cess, reputation, almost glory and its
end a meal owed to charityl Adieu, and
thanks; I viii bring the tickets for the
play .N
y So the old man departed; but as he
stepped intothe road he found himself
intercepted by two or three cavalry reg
iments returning to their barracks after
a review.
The band was playing a lively air, and
in the midst Of his troops rode, in the
place Of honor, general dressed int a
magnificent uniform, and mounted on a
splendid Andalusian charger. Happen
ing, as he passed, to cast glance at
Dorvigny, he uttered a loud exclamation
of surprise, Without needing his men,
he stopped, jumped off his horse, and
taking the old man by the hand, saluted
him with great affection. Dorvigny
stared with astonishment, not recogni-
zing his features.
"You do not know mel Have twenty
long years caused Monsieur Dorvigny to
forget his idle, good-for-nothing servant
boyl"
"Jean Duboisl"
eyes. Jean Dubois-Jo Jocrisse, as you
called him. You ought not to have for
gotten me, for have served as model
of one of your happiest dramatic crea-
tions." ~
"Whatl My poor boy monsieur,
mean-you are become a general"
Precisely. While in your service
was terrible destroyer of plates; now,
in the emperor's, 1 perform the same Of
flee for his enemies. How glad am to
have met youl During the two orthree
days have been in Paris, I have sought
for you in every direction, but vainly."
81 have no longer an abode"
''Then you must come and take VI
one with me.
General"
ga general is accustomed to be obeyed
arrest you as my prisoner. Co." he
continued, addressing a soldier, ''fetcE
me carriage, and lead my horse home.
Now, Monsieur Dorvingy, step in"
i Half resisting the old man took his
place in the carriage next the general.
'Do you remember" said the latter
as they drove on, ''the day left you
service, because, as you told me, yol
were no longer rich enough to keep
servants 1 tried my fortune in severa
situations, but did not find any maste
E so lenient as you; so, as last resource
enlisted in a regiment. 1 was jeered b,
my comrades for my awkwardness, anC
for many months led an unhappy life
until one day we found ourselves at Bor
milo, in the Valentine, facing a redoubt
which opened a murderous fire on ou
ranks. The order was given to advance
and we rushed to the attack; but pres
emily most of our men were moved dow
and those who escaped hesitated anC
drew back. L threw myself alone int,
, the redoubt, shouting Follow me, boysl
They did so. The Austrians, astonisheC
at this un looked for attack, fed, ant
we took twelve pieces of cannon. TIL,
same day was made a sergeant, ant
afterwards, by degrees and the fortun,
of war, rose to the rank Inow occupy
Perhaps may get still higher"
Dorvigny was installed by the genera
in pleasant apartment next his own
and for some time the old man enjoyed
all the comforts and luxuries of life
At length his friend received an order t.
{ set out for Russia.
During the first three months of tn
campaign, General Dubois sent letter
and remittahces to his former master
but they suddenly ceased, and on
morning, from the column of a new
paper, Dorvigny learned that his frien
had fallen ut Moscow. He was forcet
). to leave his pleasant lodgings, and tax,
refuge in an attic in an obscure part O
Paris. There, after selling his Goa
off his back, overwhelmed with age an,
; illness, he went back to the proprieto
> of the Theatre de Yarities, whose fortun
. he had made, and begged for smal
weekly pittance. 1t was refused. Th
old man smiled bitterly when thesentenc
was pronounced, and from that time h
Stunned meeting his acquaintances.
The bookseller, Barba, who felt som
friendship for him, sought him in var
GUS parts of the city, abut in vain. !
short time afterward, Barba happene,
TO hear that in a mean lodging in tn
Rue Grenetat was lying unclaimed AM
unknown, the corpse of an old man
With sad presentiment, he hastene
thither. 1t was indeed Dorvingy dea
from cold and hunger, uncared for i
: life and deathl
: The son of a peasant, the awkwar
servant boy, became general and afte
a glorious career, died the death of
hero; the son of king, the charming
poet, the bewitching dramatist, lived i