, 1881-03-25
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''Io what am / indebted" said the
Comte, for the honor of this visit ?"
Il believe | am addressing the COmte
de l." said the Doctor.
The same, replied he, with slight
bow.
My name is \" rejoined the Doctor.
after pause.
Il have not the pleasure of knowing
you, said the Comte.
To be so coolly and sensibly received
by a mailman was a circumstance beyond
the Doctors comprehension. The Comte
shrank not from his fixed gaze, which,
from custom immemorial, had been
known to enthrall the insane, nor did
any ''Saucheries" betray the ''comPres-
sion of his cerebellum." However, the
Doctor determined to persevere until
some symptom should manifest itself to
Justify calling in his posse comitatus.
Were you never-that is to say, have
you ever n-hem--Monsieur lie
COmte-affiicted with violent vertigo,
or headache. proceeding from-ahem
pressure of the cerebral particles? In
deed, sir, you look pale-let me feel
your pulSe-there II is-unsteady-tre
mendous acceleration-ahr'
Sir" said the Comte, who had yield
ed his hand in passive astonlshment,
your language is entirely incOmprehen-
sible. Explain yourself, sir, or L shall
order my servants to show you the
door,"
Now, don't be getting warm, replied
the Doctor, cody delighted at what he
thought equivOcal symptoms; don | f1y
into "a passiOn-a little touched (polnt-
ing to his head Just as your wife, the
Comtesse, said-very sensible ut times,
aside to the jeweler).
"My wifem almost gasped the Comte;
''this is beyond all endurance. L have
no wife; and sir, let me tell you
Poor man-poor man! just as she
said. Forgets his mothers friends and
relations. | suppose, then NJ. lie Comte,
YOU do moi remember the jewels you or
dered for the Comtesse? nor your sollcl-
tations against her will? nor
Mon Dieu! que deviendrai-Je| al
most yelled the Comte as the Jeweler ad-
vanced with his bill a foot long IN his
left hand.
''Now, now," said the Doctor, as the
incensed Comte approached him, You
had better be quiet; then as he rang
the bell furiously-''no use-servants
know your situation-won't come"
And the Comte exhausted by passion
sank into chair.
by what authority do you invade my
house? and who are you?" he exclaimed,
You'll know soon enough-got 'em
outside strait jacket. all-here! cried
the Doctor stamping his foot.
The man stationed without burst IN
with cords, canvas and all the apparatus
for confining lunatics, and made rush
upon the astonished Comte, who, at the
moment of their entrance drew con-
cealed pistol and fired at the Doctor.
The ball grazed the left side of his head ,
carried off curl of his perrIwig and so
Jared him that he fell completely
stunned.
The rest rushed upon the defenseless
Comte and oyerpowered him. They
then slipped a straight-iacket upon him
and bcnnd his legs with ropes prepara-
tory to carrying him to the Doctor s
maison de sante.
The Doctor himself recovered imme-
| diately from the stunning effects of the
shock, and superintended the operations
with all professional precision, ''bear'
/ ing he said, ''nO ill-will to the pauyre
( Comte for what he did, mente non com
/ pote, and laboring under mental 'pIe'
thora of sensibility."
/ But the cries of the Comte were long
4 and loui; he roared, foamed and grin
/ ned at the benevolent Doctor, and was IL
| fair way to occupy cell of any maisor
de sante with due lunatic prOpriety
when the neighbors and passers-by
alarmed at the outrageous cries, poured
into the chamber from all quarters, and
among them, his intimate friends, the
| Duke de G. and the Vicomte de S.
| On seeing them, the Comte suddenly
| burst into tears, and entreated them tC
| free him from his confinement, assuring
them of his sanity of mind in such con
vincing terms, that the Vicomte could
hardly be restrained from drawing hi:
sword and making an example of the
Doctor on the spot.
"Ecoutez moi, done! ecoutez moir
was all the terrified man of physic coulC
utter.
His story was told-the jewelers. coin
cided; but where were the lady and the
casket?
| About two weeks afterwards 1 made
an official visit to the conciergie to attes
the dying confession of a female whC
was arrested by the police as an agen
of the Carlists, and had taken poison a
she moment OF her apprehension. Sht
was evidently sinking fast, yet her eyes
seemed to grow more lustrous, and hel
speech more artieulate and pathetic, a.
the lividness of death overspread hel
beautiful countenance. There was
wild and fearful energy in her manner
as if she dreaded that life would fail ert
she could unburden her conscience o.
its secret load.
She began: my name is Madelaine
Alaine, otherwise Jenne Patigon, other
wise the Comtesse de L."
Eng and's Latest War.