Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1880-09-01

logne, hit upon speculation still more
curious. The story is incredible but strict
w true. One day last month the Viscount,
who had dropped good deal OF money at
his club and at the races, was looking over
his papers. He came upon the plan of q
superb monument-the new family tomb
OF the De Poillys, constructed in the
Cemetery of Pere la Chaise by an uncle
who thus far had it's gorgeousness all to
himself. The young man had never seen
| it.
"But this belongs to me-" he cried, as
he restored the plan of the architect to its
place among the other papers; "this
monument is part Of my inheritance;
suppose we go and have look at it,"
He went. When he left the city OF the
dead-one of the curiosities of Europe by
the way-a queer project was buzzing IN
his head. Some hours later in the day he
was closeted with wellkncwn money
lender.
"Will you sell for me my family tomb ?"
he asked "The plot alone cost $4,000
francs 1t is in the best part part of the
cemetery. The structure cost 10000 francs.
There is only one of us-my uncle, who
had the thing put up. The condition Of
the sale is that his ashes shall not be dis
jurbed. There must be rich fellows in
Paris, you know, who want a family tomb.
Does it strike your
The money-lender, who scented in this
affair possible repayment of the sums he
had lent to the VisCount, and snug COM
| mission to boot, jumped at the PROPOSE.
ton. He found at the Hotel Continental
brave Brazilian, fresh from Rio, rich rs
Jew, and greatly embarrassed for the
moment by inConslderate conduct of q
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escutcheoned tomb dazzled in the Brazil
ian's fancy, the bargain was closed, and
| an ex.merchant OF hides now reposes by
the side of the uncle of Nj. the Vscouut
Polly.
From the celestial heights where he
doubtless rests from his labors, M. Guizot
must note with satisfaction how faithfully
the present generation is following out
the programme he laid down when he
was First Minister of Louis Philippe /:
"Get rich! |" Everybody in high society
| is trying now to make money. That
would not be such bad thing if society
dad not play the hypocrite about it, did
not lie about it, did not feel false shame
about it--not the money itself, but the
J getting it.
or course there are great and shining
| exceptions. 1t is no part of my purpose
TO throw ridicule on noblemen who have
won deserved distinction as manufac-
/ turers, engineers or cattle breeders. The
people honor them, and rightly. Bu. is 1t
not laughable to see people who made
their money yesterday, aping the pride of
this aristocrscy whose faded coats of arms
they have regilded with the marriage por-
tions of their daughters
Nothing can paint the indignation of
Madame the Countess de la Ferronays.
You must know that the Mayor of the
| Eighth ACCOMPLISHMENT of Paris took the
shocking liberty of addressing to this
noble lady, as to all the other residents of
the strict circular letter requesting
her to illuminate her house on the evening
Of July IA, in honor OF the fete of the re-
public.
ILLUMINATED And in honor of the Re
public1 The Countess gasped, shuddered,
flushed, grew thoroughly angry, sat down
at her cost y writing desk, aad penned 8
reply to the Mayor which deserves to be
rescued from oblivion:
Tue shades of our ancestors, m aesacred
by your Republic, would rise Up before
US to curse US.
And who were the ancestors of the
! Countess de la Feyronays up to 1879?
| Rude peasants, of the name of Gilbert
They enriched themselves in the shadow
Of the Revolution. The grandfather of the
| great lady WAS clothier, her father an
agent; she is Countessi
Are not these shoddy aristocTats as
| laughable as that avaricaSus NJ ar1uis lie
| TlllancOurt, who secretly makes his own
| bargains in the fish market, or that Mar
| chiOless de VrincOurt, who insists in
weighing all the meat brought into the
| house with her own han6s'?
This manner of doing ones own mar.
| keting is not as rare as it might be in the
escutcheoned world. Coaut Pusocki, the
sas@bSsn9inSsetmus, who died lsstyear, had
it. SO has Count TrimoH, Cardinal Bona
parties bro,her-in-law; his greatest pleas
| ure is to ransack the markets and ret IN
home loaded down with impossible mel
ons end Bre5dingnagian cabbages.
L have In my mind gentleman well
known, victim of this mania, whose
msrket-basket, expressly made 4or him,
was to all outward sec miRg a handsomely
! bound quartz. Every body in his part OF
Paristook hEln for bibliophile, and there
| was even talk at one time of ,electing
! him to the Academy.
If the masters thus invade the province
Of the servants, it is not surprising that
! the servants should sometimes retaljate.
The noble faubourg hasn't yet gotthrough
| laughing at the exploit Of footman of
| the Countess de b.
| Not long since all her friends received
| invitations to attend the wedding of nj
| Auguste Martin and Mile. Julia Petit.
| VINO was Martin and who was Mile.
Julia, and what did it mean, any W y ?
No one knew except the Countess. She
remem bered that her address book had
been missing for an entire day. Auguste,
her footman, had avalled himself OF it
to invite the bearers of some OF the
nobest names in France to his wedding
! with the daughter of the coachman over
| the way.
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