Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1890-10-11

MI tHA this emigre was
Pierre Leger.
His alleged mission was togive more
profitable exercise to his mechanical
skill in the broad field OF American
industry. He had to our shores
to escape that curse of pauper labor
competition existing in his own an
Gent and somewhat over-crowded
continent.
Possessing characteristic French
frugality and an avowed degree OF
proficiency in his profession, this
sanguine young foreign mechanic felt
already assured that few years Of
well-directed toll inhis line in the New
World would enable him to win COM
parative wealth here, when he would
return to France, transporting his
fortune as martial tribute to his
fair aud plump fiancee living far
away in Paris.
The misfortune of not having pre-
viously learned the United States
language proved to be tremendou
obstacle against this young mans
immediate prosperity. After wan
dering YEARLY for many days through
the strange streets of the American
metropolis, he could find no door
way open for him to that magical
domain of modern American indus
try.
Pierre Leger at last lost heart.
He had not another frame left to pay
for nights lodging, not another
sou wherewith to purchase "a morsel
OF bread. Thus, struggling his
shoulders with expressive sang-froid,
he decided to terminate his existence.
An hour after midnight, exactly
one month after his arrival in Amer.
lea, this Respondent young French
man, with haggard eyes, hollow
cheeks and shivering 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 a lake of cold blue steel pol
ished dimly by the wasting light Of a
wintry moon. Above was an equally
pitiless expanse of chill blue sky, in
which the cherries stars appeared
to be but pale points of frozen light
and the moon but a round fragment
of some celestial iceberg. A self
doomed wretch, thispoo man leaned
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES as if some
irresistible power were behind push
ing him slowly to his untimely fate
No friend in the night was near tc
reach forth a rescuing hand anC
drag him away from that certain
embrace of death.
As that dread self-sacrifice was
about to be completed, Leger drew
back with startled and less dreary
expression on his pallid features.
single wavelet had cut athwartthere
fected face ofthe round moon looking
up at him from the steel blue water
Its ripping light, smiling back, as il
were. to his own mourniul gaze, re
minded him OF the bright face in
his distant native city which had in
spired him to 90 forth and seek hi.
fortune across the wide sea.
1t was Cochonette who looked al
him thus from the lustrous reflected
sphere, divided into the semblanct
of a silent laugh by that dimplins
ripple across its middle; Cochonette
the companion OF his holiday ram
bles in the Bots and Champs Elysees
when humber Paris takes the air
CochoDette the happy CONSIDER o
long gone hours OF loneliness; Co
chonette, whose little round hand
and pouting red lips had pressed hin
with alternate farewells as he wen
forth, voluntary exile, for few o
many years into q remote AM
strange landl
1t was thus fortunate for Pierr
that the moon was both full and i
the zenith. But for this he woul
not have seen the reflection, nor bee
reminded of her from whom he hal
parted. As it was, he saw what h
did, and decided to postponehi fra
gedy, to make yet another trial.
Providence seemed to reward hin
for his betterresolve; for, on lookin
upward, a new idea was at once i'm
planted in the brain of the reinvigC
rated man. Before him lay moore
a rag transporting vessel from Maj
seilles. 1t was the latest arriya
The day before he had read from til
Courier DIES Etaes Unis, in sma
French wine shop of the city, tina
the cholera had appeared in certai
Mediterranean ports, and the Ne
York Health Board would permit th
import HSion of no more cargoes {
rags henceiorward from that quartz
of the world.