The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1886-11-04
NJ, SEGUIN'S GOAT.
The Fate Of One Who Wanted to
Be Free.

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You will always be the same, my
poor Gringoire.
What! You are offered the place of
chronicler in a good newspaper in
Paris, and you have the face to refuse.
But only look at yourself, you unfor-
tunate fellow. Look at your torn doub-
let and dilapidated hose, at your thin
face that cries famine. And yet that is
what your passion for rhyming has
brought you to. That is what you have
gained by ten years of loyal service as
page to my Lord Apollo. Are you not
ashamed?
Take the place of chronicler. fool;
take the place of chronicler. Earn
your five rose mobiles, and you can dine
at Brebant's, and show yourself on first
nights with new feather in your cap.
No? You will not? You mean to
keep your freedom till the end. Very
well, listen to the story of Monsieur
Seguin's goat. You will see what one
gets by want'ag to be free.
Monsieur Seguin had never had any
luck with his goats. He lost them all
in the same way; one day they would
break their cord and escape up into the
mountain and there be eaten by the
wolf. Nothing could keep them, neither
their masters caresses nor their fear of
the wolf. 1t seemed they were inde-
pendent goats, determined to have
their liberty and live in the open air at
any price. s75
Poor NJ. Seguin, who could not at all
understand the character of his goats,
was in CONSERVATION. s'The fact is"
said he, ''the goats are bored here.
shall never be able to keep one.''
However, he would not be discour-
aged. and after having lost six goats in
the same way he bought a seventh; !;
only this time he took care to buy a
very young one, so that she might get
used to living with him.
All! Gringoire, she was a beauty,
M. Seguin's little goat! She was
beauty, with her soft eyes. and her
beard like young officers, with her
shining black hoofs, and striped horns,
and the long white hair of her coat;
she was almost as charming as Esmer-
aida's goat, you remember, Gringoire?
She was gentle, too, and caressing, and
let herself be MIXED without stirring,
or putting her foot in the milk-pail; q
love Of a little goat.
M. Seguin had field hedged with
hawthorn behind his house. And there
heput his new guest. He fastened her
to stake in the prettiest part of the
field, and took care to give her a very
long cord. and from time to time he
came to see if she was comfortable
there. The goat considered herself
very lucky, and browsed on the grass
with so much pleasure that M. Seguin
was delighted. ''At last thought
the poor man, II have found one who
Will not grow weary with me.''
M. Seguin was mistaken, his goat did
weary, like the rest.
One day she looked up at the mount
ain and said to herself:
How nice it must be up there! How
pleasant to gambol about in the heath
er without a t;resome tether to tear
tne skin off ones neck. 1t is all very
wen for . donkey or COW to browse
ID field. But goats were made to
1--we in the open."
And from that moment the grass in
the field seemed tastelcss to her. She
was bored. She began to grow thin
ana to lose her milk. Itwas sad to see
ner pull against her tether all day long,
With her head turned toward the
mountain. shifting and crying sadly:
ME! NJ. Seguin saw that something
", was the matter with his goat, but he
ad not know what. One morning, as
ne finished milking her. the goat turned
70 nlm and said in her languages:
Listen to me, M. Seguin. 1 am bored
mountain.''
sAh! me! She toor' cried M. Seguin
aghast, and dropped his milk-pail; then
u. ~ SAT down in the grass by the side oi
IA And SO. SO. Blanquette, you want to
blanquette answered:
Yes. NJ. Seguin."
..aaaven't you grass enough here7''
~ yes, NJ. Seguin.''
rerhaps your cord is too short, shall
give you a longer onep''
c,,;l y Is not worth while, Monsieur Sc.
W. wen, what is the matter with you!
'nat do You want?''
Moa.want want to 60 into the mountain,
monsieur aan Seguin.
L,ouI; ouI; foolish creature, you do not
.;n INV Inat there is wolf in the mount,
hinpa" wat would you do if yog me,