American citizen., 1876-04-22
A Fight to the Death.

An affair of honor'' is reported to
us from Paris, and its issue has been
that one of the combatants is dead of a
sword thrust through his heart, while
the other lies in fair way to join his
departed adversary beyond the grave.
The defunct duelist was M. Olivier,
Captain of the Garde Mobile, aged 33,
who was decorated with the military
medal for his gallantry on the sanguin-
ary field of Gravelotte. The moribund
man is NJ Feuillerade, officer of the
Lancers, seven years younger than his
opponent, but lately his rival, it ap-
pears, for the favors OF one described
| as "a worthless woman named Adri-
enne Buisseret, sister of a danseuse at
the Gaite Theater in Paris.' These mil
itary gentlemen quarreled, it seems,
over some incident connected with the
dancers sister, and, their wrath or jeal-
ousy being unappeasable, the matter
was referred to the arbitrament of
STEEL" in spite of all that their friends
could do to prevent an encounter. 1t
was arranged that the belligerents
should fight with rapiers on the neutral
territory of the grand duchy of Luxem-
bourg; the conditions being that the
combat should not be stayed until one
or the other was no longer able to hold
his weapon. Accordingly, on Tuesday
evening, last week, the "incensed OPP
posites" took tickets by the night train
for Longwy, and travelled through that
pleasant but memory-haunted country
by Scissors, Rheims and Charleville,
where one would say enough French
blood has been spilled in the last few
years to make what remains too pre-
cious to be poured out in ibatiOns to
vice. Every station along the line
might indeed have recalled to these
furious men the duty they owed to
France, and they had long journey in
which to bethink themselves, for it is
over two hundred miles to Longwy,
where they descended at precisely seven
minutes past seven in the chill March
morning. There they breakfasted, in
separate hotels, as we are carefully in
formed; but the shadow of impending
death seems to have already darkened
the spirit of the elder officer. "1t
would be rather curious" he remarked,
with melancholy smile, if this should
turn out to be the funeral repast."
Carriages were presently hired, and
the hostile pair drove, with their sec
onds and the doctors, to Rodange, a
l;++lo 1-;IJo oa ~, tho T ,1xamboIIrr soil of
most peaceful character, for the scandal
lized maire came forth with all his
gendarmes and vehemently forbade the
manslaughter, just as
swords were being crossed. The homi-
cidal party submitted with great polite
ness, it is narrated, to. the vigorous OBJ
jections of the functionary, and drove
back to the frontier, where they again
drew their weapons upon patch OF
grass by the high road. Their first and
second assaults were without any re-
suit; on the third engagement the blade
of M. Feuillerade passed clean through |
the breast of M. Olivier, who staggered
for an instant, but, gathering his forces
for final effort of rage and hatred,
his own point deep into the side
of his adversary, who thereupon drop
ped his weapon. The seconds closed in
to put an end to the duel, bestowing |
their principal attention upon the
younger man, whose linen was crimson
with gore, while NJ. Ollivier's shirt
front did not show a speck. Suddenly, |
however, the elder of the two fell to the
earth stone-dead, while~the other faint
ed, and the doctors, after examination
pronounced his hurt probably mortal.
The dead body was conveyed to the
hospital at Longwy. where it was laid !
out by the Sisters of Charity, after the
fashion of France, with tapers burning
round the stone-white corpse, and the /
crucifix of the {" King of Peace" placed
at its head Hard by, in another cham
Der of the little Maison Dieu at Longwy,
the wounded man groared and gasped
upon his pallet.-LondOn Telegraph.