Connecticut western news., 1883-06-06
THE LAST KISS.
HOW A FRENCHMAN sQUANDERS A
 FORTUNE.
Tired of Life He Starts to Commit Suicide
 and Gains a Wife Instead.

Tired of Life He Starts to Commit Suicide
 and Gains a Wife Instead.
 Emile Peckerel was born at Saint Michel near Montherz. His parents sent him to Paris to study law, but before he had passed his last examination he lost suddenly both father and mother. When young man thus comes into possession of $100, ,000 he does not see the necessity of living at St. Michel. On the other hand he imagines that his $1OO, 900 will last forever, and pitches the law books into the fire.
 Peckerel began to lead gay life. Such life could not last long. M. Peckerel soon found himself at the end of his resources. He was courageous enough to try and reduce his expenses. He sold his phaeton; he sold his horses, and at last sold his furniture and went into lodgings.
 There one fine evening he began to think.
 "It is pity" he reflected, "that na- ture has been decidedly unkind in not giving me either uncle or aunt from whom I might entertain expectations. Where can one get money? I cannot gain any myself. might, perhaps, earn $10 week as an attorneys clerk. What is the use of that? I have known the pleasures of this world. I had better go and see if there are any pleasures on the other side of Jordan. Poison gives one pain in the stomach, the pistol spells ones looks. I have one resource left. l have never learned to swim, and there is the river.'
 Peckerel smiled like an author who has discovered new incident.
 "Now, then," he added, "I must make my preparations. A good Chris. tian takes the last sacrament--a good Parisian must take his last kss.' But he was somehow or other suddenly fastidious. He went on the bridge St. Peres and waited till there should come the nymph he had pictured in his mind should be the recipient of his last kiss.
 She was to be somebody he did not know. She must be young, pretty and oi style that pleased. A score of girls had passed him. Some had brown hair, some dark chestnut, some light chestnut. None of these would suit, for he had sci his heart on blonde. Suddenly he started there came the angel of his dreams. His death knel | had struck.
 At No. no Ruo du Bac was a pretty little hotel, in which lived rich Ameri- can. He had come to Paris with his only daughter, Helen. A little garden with great trees, lawn on which the sparrows hoped about, conservatory that was little winter garden. Such was. the home of the fair Helen.
 Miss Helen, aged sweet IS, accompa- nied by her governess, Miss Peabody, was out for walk this fine day. Miss Peabody had allowed herself to be born in Salem without murmur. By her side walked Miss Helen, with her pretty little nose in the air, like lark going to take wing.
 Peckerel felt all the blood rush to his heart, and his temples beat furiously.
 Miss Helen came slowly on in maiden meditation, fancy free. Peckerel walked straight up to her, seized her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. Then, with spring over the parapet, he plunged into the stream.
 Helen gave cry of terror; Miss Pea. body fell back against lamp-post; the crowd rushed up. "Save him save him p was the cry.
 A boat shot out from the quay. "There he is p "He is dead p Mo- he has tainted p 'I tell you he is dead p Such were the confused cries that were heard by Helen as Miss Pea body led her away homeward.
 When she got home, she fell into { fever. Her father was informed of tho occurrence and was blue with wrath Miss Helen asked if the ruffian wal alive or dead. The father said h, was alive.
 "Then, papa," said she, ''I want t. kill him or marry him."
 "My own dear child," murmured tho stern papa.
 He at once set out to fine Peckerel.
 ''What do you mean, sir" he began "by insulting my daughter p 'I wanted to die." The Yankee produced Bible, "Un cle Toms Cabin" and Innocent Abroad" He made Peckerel swear O the Bible that he would be faithful t his wife. He swore on "Uncle Tom Cabin" never to neglect his home for hi club. He swore on Mark Twain avoid all the pomps and vanities of tn world.
 Peckerel sworo freely. He immed ately married the fair Helen.
 So says Aurelin Scholl. ll.-Freuod Daily.
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