The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1879-08-17
FORGOT HIS BUSINESS.
4 Story Of a Journalist and Tailor Of Louis
Napoleon's Time.

Something has brought into notice NJ. Au-
plste Dasaatoy, the tailor Of the Emperor
Napoleon III. He made fortune out Of the
imperial patronage, and Immediately pro
ceeded to found newspaper, the EDog.se. ".
de Eiliemessant told an amusing anecdote OF
him.
Having definitely abandoned the goose and
shears, and having got his new journal well
under way, MI Auguste Duaaut0y invited his
editors to soiree. The Journalists were ar
irving In state, when Paschal GrOusset was
announced.
The future Minister of Foreign Affairs Of
very handsome fellow. His auburn hair,
parted scrupuously In the middle, OVerhung
with carefully arranged Tinglets fine white
forehead, while his beautiful mustaches were
waved TO the sharDest possible points lie
wore, that night, a blue coat with gold but
tons-a fashion which some elegants CT the
empire were trying to aecIimate-a white
wafsteoat with Robespierre collar, and pearl
gray pantaloons. All Of this was shining
with newness and was worn with the easy
grace Of an elegant gentleman.
In fact, he presented an appetiztng spec
taee to retired tailor. Mr.. Dusautoy shook
Groussets hand warmly, looked him all over,
gradually became enthused over the perfec.
ton OF his costume, and finally forgot himself
and his new profession.
@Ohl Gronsset," he exclaimed. "who got
you up ike this? Dieu' How you are
dressed. And how to perfection this costume
fits your
And he began to walk around his editor,
smoothing down with the palm Of his hand
some slight wrinkle here pulling up the cloth
little there, and adjusting the garments adj
miriDgly to the young mans figure.
Suddenly loud cry resOunded through the
sAUGUsTE!lr,
It was Nine. Dusautny. who had for some
moments been showing signs Of impotence at
her husbands naneuyers. and who thought it
irup tn to
Of bis present position as the proprietor and
political director Of the Epoque.
A Tale Of the seaside.
Jennie June In letter to the Baltimore
American, tells this pitiful tale Of the sea,
Comes In" There is sadly romantic story
connected with Far Koekaway. which any one
can verify, as the poor sufferer still lives.
Years and years ago woman watched with
agonizing dread the fate of q vessel tossed
upon the breakers, and which depended upon
the turn of the tide for its chance Of safety.
Her husband was on board, and the tide did
turn, and the schooner came safely into port,
were too much for the faithful wife, and
she died In giving birth to q little girl, even
as It's father clasped 1t In his arms. The
child, however, now and for many years a
woman, has always lived IN state Of hall
idiOcy, half insanity, her sufferings fright
fully augmented BY each recurring foWing-in
Of the tide. There are times when she is com
paratively quiet, and only means, like the
sound Of the sea, but the tidal change wakes
In her the inteDsest agony. Then she PAGES
the beach, wringing her hands, and can hard
IL be restrained from throwing herself into
the waves, until the time is past, and she sub
sides into sad, wistfnl, weary apathy again
Probably it was upon these seif-saTne shoals
that the hapIess ship containing Margaret
Fuller, her husband and child, was stranded,
and It would not be q bad idea to have a
grottn, sacred to the memory Of one OF the
most truly representative Of American women
as al ornam ent of the new park.