Claiborne guardian. [volume] (Homer, La.) 1877-188?, 1877-10-31

his lips fell dead. LAroquiere turned
on his heel and departed quickly, In
company with Delaraie, while !
aided the surgeon In his brief ex.
animation Of Paurs body. Surely
enough, The bullet had passed
through his heart. He must have
died almost instantaneously, for he
did not move after he fell, and the
last smile with which he had looked
at me was still upon his face. II
was . melancholy business In every
respect. had to brcak the sad
news to Alice and her mother, and
the two ladies were 30 terribly over.
come that l feared the shook would
have some permanent effect upon
their health. For my part l was
obliged to bury to England a. soon
a. possible; and Laroquiere, / heard,
also got away, and remained out Of
France] until tho affair had blown
over.
kept up a correspondence with
Mrs. Rae, and was glad after a time
to hear from her that Alice, though
still terribly upset, had learned to
look with o certain amount of
philosophy upon her misfortune, and
had to s0me extent recovered her
usual health, II not her usual spirits.
Meantime / settled down In London,
and unable to forget my Partisan
habits usually dined ut one Of the
then much. frcquented taverus in
Fleet street. The Chesire Cheese,
which was then in much the same
state as it is now, was my favorite
haunt; and there, rs months passed
by, l gradually picked up q fow
pleasant acquaintance, chief among
whom was All extremely well.man-
ncred young gentleman named Bar.
ton, . man of independent means,
good family and first rate education.
One day after no had been dining
with me the conversation turned
upon Continental manners aud par.
ticulafly upon duelling. As an
illustration OF my adherence of the
system 1 told my companion about
poor Pauls death, o matter in which
Barton appeared much interested.
He asked mo a good many questions |
about the parties concerned, and
after expressing . remarkably strong |
opinion to the effect that Laroquiere |
was a BLACKBOARD, bid me good.
night Iwent home to my rooms in
the Temple; and next day, ON visit
ing the Cheshire Cheese, found no
He had left word with ono
Of the walters that urgent business
had called him away, but that he
hoped to see mo on his return.
Weeks passed, and then months,
and still Barton did not como back;
sni l confess that had begun to
forget him altogether, when one
evening he dropped into dinner a.
though he had not been absent for
moro than day or two.
"Where have You been p I asked,
liter l had heartily shaken hands
With him.
~ have been to Paris" no said.
'On arriving there l found out q
little moro than you told me about
Laroquiere, and when l had thor.
oughly convinced myself that he
was tho BLACKBOARD you painted
him, I arranged for q series of les.
IONS at q pistol gallery. Every day
'or o month went and shot for an
hour or two, until l was 20 perfect az
10 be able TO hit small coin every
lime at distance of twenty PAGES.
After satisfying myself as to my
proficiency took a box at the opera.
It may have been the same box that
you used to have. Laroquierc was
pointed out to me. He sat in the
stalls, and between the aCts he left
his seat in order to speak to a lady
N another part Of the house. II
descended as quickly as possible
and took his place. He returned,
and asked mo In an overbearing |
Tone 10 move. I refused. He per.
sisted. l struck him. Hc sent me
, challenge, and We met upon the
same spot, curiously enough, where
no had killed your friend Fcffand.
Before the signal was given, l said
N. Laroquicre, listen to me. am
not hero to trifle with you; but l
am ~ generous rs you were with
Paul Ferraud l will shoot You
only where You wish He turned
deadly pale. we will sec,' no said,
whether l shall not mako you q
second Ferrand Then l will shoot
you,' I returned, las you shot him
through the heart. 1t win teach
other bullies not to challenge mo-
Whether no was 20 upset as to be
Of aiming or not, cannot
ny but ny dear fellow, shoe him
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