Connecticut western news., 1890-11-05
A TRAGEDY OF GENIUS.

Paris landed at Castle Garden, New York. EFsF#
 The name of this emigre was Pierre Leger. His alleged mission was to give more profitable exercise to his mechan- ical skill in the broad field of American industry. He had come to our shores to escape that curse of pauper labor competition existing in his own ancient and somewhat overcrowded continent.
 Possessing characteristic French fru- gahty and an avowed degree of prof. cisncy in his profession, this sanguine young foreign mechanic felt already as- sured that 8 few years of well directed to1 in bis line in the New World would enable him to win comparative wealth here, when he would return to France, transporting his fortune as a marital tribute to his fair and plump flancee living far away in Paris.
 The misfortune of not having pre- viously learned the United States Ian guage proved to be tremendous ob- stAcle against this young mans imme- diate prosperity. After wandering wearily for many days through the strange streets of the American metrop- oils, he could find no doorway open for him to that magical domain of modern American industry.
 Pierre Leger at last lost heart, He had not another franc left to pay for nights lodging, not another sou where with to purchase 8 morsel of bread. Thus, shrugging bis shoulders with e1- pressive sang froid, he decided to termi- nate bis existence.
 An hour after midnight, exactly one month after bis arrival in America, this Respondent young Frenchman, with haggard eyes, hollow cheeks and shiv- ering frame, stood on the very edge of an East river quay, gazing down into the dark depths of the water. The tide below lay like @ lake of cold blue steel, polished dimly by the waning Hght of . wintry moon. Above was an equally pitiless expanse of chill blue sky, in which the cheerless stars ap- peared to be but pale points of frozen light aud the moon but round frag ment of soans celestial iceberg A self doomed wretch, this poor man leaned forward further-furthar, as if some tTsast1bas power were behind pushing MA-Aewly to bis untimely fate. No friend in the night was near to reach fortA . rescuing hand and drag him away from that certain embrace of death.
 IA that dread self sacrifice was about to bs completed, Leger drew back with . staxtled and less dreary expression on bis palhd features. A single wavelet had cut athwart the reflected face of tho ruund moon looking up at him from the steel blue water Its ripping light. milling Back, as 1t were, to his own mou1nful gaze, reminded him of the bright face in his distant native city which bad inspired him to go forth and seek bis fortune across the wide
 It was Cochonette who looked at him thus from the fnstrous reflected sphere, divided into the semblance of silent laugh by that dimpling ripple across it's middle; Cochonette, the companion of of his holiday rambles in the Bois and Champs Elysees, when humber PatiS takes the air; Cochonette, the happy ooosoaer of long gone hours of lonei- nes; Cochonette, whose little round hands and pouting lips had pressed him with alternate farewells as he went forth, a voluntary exile, for few or many years into a remote and strange landi
 It vas thus fortunate for Pierre that the moon was both full and. in the nsnith But for this he would not have seen the reflection, nor been reminded of her from whom he had parted. As 1t wa, he saw what he did, and decided to postpone his tragedy, to make yet another trial.
 Providence seemed to reward him for his better resolve; for, on looking upward, a new idea was at once i'm planted in the brain of the reinvigo- rated man. Before him lay moored a rag transporting vessel from Marseilles. It was the latest arrival. The day be- 6oee.he had read from The Courier des , Etats Unis, in small French wine shop of the city. that the cholera had ap- peaxed> in certain Mediterranean ports, aad the New YoRk hsalth board would pRnit tAs impogtatkon of no more eaasoes of rags hsneeAorward from that QussSas of the woeld
 Pfaue resolved at ence to turn chif fea30sGnd oven bsfoee the morning sn Id risen the industrious young man hAd gathered about as large a bundls cf rags as hs could convenient ly ceuy h hs smacdated condition. For 1haso hs was paid, to his astonish- menA Q oenta or about l franc. After . lsv days of wdEk, with 8 bag upon his shouIdess, the snesgetic citizen of Ffanes vas enabled to purchase and propA Ab own push cart, with it's sound bass we'll stuffed with rags and it7 meSzily jtn9ling bells.
 At the end of . year LeSer resided, in . modest habitation of the "Ffve Points," which he had procured for himssh He no longer picked bis own fae1 There were whole battalions o1 bare&ootsd and bareheadsd gafnins in tho locality where he lived He en- Nsted great brigade of these to pur' sus his procession in community od
 interest He called them with pride
 his "Gardes Sans Culottes," and shel
 tered their captains in barracks, up in
 the little garret under his roof.
 Another year of constantly increasing
 business passed after the first, and the
 faithful lover was enabled to send fo1
 Cochonette, his plump little grisette
 who had patiently waited for him te
 bring her his fortune behind g counter
 in little second hand glove store nea1