The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-01-09

Behold one Jar full OF small pieces
OF money--thou wilt distribute them
among the poor. This one full Of
silver. will be employed TO procure
prayers for the repose OF my soul.
The third. filed with gold, will be
for thee II thou wilt promise me to
make punctually OF the others the use
that have prescribed.
Jean accomplished scrupulously the
task which was imposed upon him, and
with the sum thus gained acquired q
considerable domain. But who was
not happy 1t was Lucifer. He had
hoped TO take the soul OF the returning
visitant and. losing that soul. saved
by the prayers OF the poor and of the
church. no vowed vengeance on Jean.
A little devil. very lively and very cum
ming. promised to bring the guilty one
to him.
III thou succeedest In fulfilling that
promise" criod Satan, In joyous mood.
Il will give thee a fine assortment oil
jewclry and OF diamonds to pervert
the daughters OF Eve and cards Ia
pervert the sons of Adam" One
morning the little devil found the
soldier seated TRANQUILITY In his garden.
Good morning. Mr.. Jean" said he.
Good morning my little man. Thou
art very ugly. But that will amuse
me as l look at thee. Wilt thou
smoker" mo, smoke not" wilt
thou drink somethingp"
mo. | do not drink" why,
then comst thou to see mep" ITO take
you with me-"
Very we'll. It will not be difficult
for me to accompany thee. Jean. the
soldier fears nothing. But to make
the long journey where thou wouldst
lead me we must have provisions
While 60 to seek them amuse thy
self by climbing this fig tree and in
gathering some of Its fine fruit"
The little devil who was glutton,
hastened' TO profit by the invitation.
Jean returned holding in his hand his
instrument OF safety. and cried lin
my sack!"
Swearing. growing and making
frightful contortions the imp was
forced to enter the terrible sack. Jean
took bar OF iron and was about to
lay 1t on his captive so vigorously as
to break his bones But he relaxed
his hold without striking a blow.
Satan exhibited the most frightfu1
rage on seeing the unhappy state Of
his favorite on his return. by the
horns OF the moon" cried he this
naughty soldier will pay me for the
injury he has done me! go myself
to seek him"
Jean, who awaited the visitor. stood
on his door-sill with his sack in his
hand. and when he saw Lucifer appear.
emitting fire from the eyes and smoke
from the mouth. said to him quietly:
You know that fear nothing"
Thou art about to see, wicked
mountebank replied Satan. lin what
corner OF my dominions will place
thee"
..Ah truly! 1t is who intend to
give thee Il good lodging" Thou
vile insect" Yes. thee entirely, in
Guiding tail and horns" -
Enough Of trihingr' cried the
king OF devils, extending toward the
soldier his great arms with their long
claws. I'm my sack!' cried Jean.
The devil In vain essayed to save him
self in vain struggled and fought
Roaring and believing. he was finally
forced 10 surrender. Jean took
heavy hammer and began to beat hi m
with all his force fattening him like
sheet OF paper. When he was quite
fatigued he said to him:
Enough for to-day; but remember
II thou essayest to return here as sure
as have served the king for twenty
four years for pound Of bread and
six coins, l will cut of thy tail thy
horns thy claws. and we will then
see who will fear thee"
When the demons saw their chief
mangled flattenod dragging his tail
between his legs like a beaten dog,
they cried angrily: What is to be
doneP" 1--WE must" replied he ''have
the locksmiths put new locks on all
our doors. and the masons to stop all
the openings OF the inferno, so that
the abominable Jean will not be able
TO reach u.s."
On his part Jean had no wish to go.
When he felt the hand OF death weigh
ing on him he took his sack and started
toward Paradise. At tho cato OF the
celestial city was St Potter. who said
10 him: "lIallo, friend where goest
thoup" 'You see. responded tho SOL
der, tranquility. permit me TO enter"
"Ah, my friend, one enters not here
at pleasure. Let me know something
Of Thy norris ,
IL hsvo served the king for twenty
four years for pound OF bread and six
corpora Is not that fine recordp
What think you OF it?" my friend.
that docs not suIIlca" 'Ah. that not
su,fice! We viii see." SO saying the
old soldier advanced resolutely. st
Peter stopped him. "Ih my sackr
cried Jean.
'Oh jean" said the guardian OF
Paradise, think OF the respect that
thou owest me-" I'm my sack!" re-
pcated jean. And ST. Peter was
obliged to enter the sack. Reflect
tho,. said he with all the gates OF
Paradise open. and I not there to de-
tend thom al the world may enter"
That is precisely what / desire"
replied tho old soldier. entoring with
head erect. Think you tho trooper