St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1893-09-02

kept in his parlor, in the place OF honor.
the humble dress he wore as . ship
boy. Pope Sextus v. wore inlaid in
the pcntifical golden cross the last cent
which q charitable passer-by had given
him when, in his childhood, he was
herding swine. Marins Balochard dis
played on the mantel-piecc of his din
lng-rocm magnificent frame of violet
velvet in which appeared silver I've
franc piece.
Balochard, who now was settled in
Paris, at the head of large dry goods
establishment which he managed with
his partner Bourdalin n-Balochard, the
happy husband and the kind father,
the possessor of a great fortune. and
who enjoyed the consideration OF his
neighbors--had begun his career in .
very humble way.
Having come from Marseilles, at
twenty years of age. with the avowetl
intention of conquering Paris, he sue
ceeded without too much difficulty in
obtaining a situation As clerk in the
Magazins du Louvre at . salary of
eighteen hundred francs year
There he found time to do two
things: to become intimate with fel-
low clerk working at the same counter,
and to fall in love with Mile. Estelle
Becot, the daughter of Mime. Becot,
whO ow ned a large dry goods store in
the Rue des Petits-ChampS BOurdalin
belonged to the race of fashionable
clerks When evening came, he dressed
elegantly and went to the clubs As
for Balocharsl. he invariably spent his
evenings wandering under his Dulcina's
balcony and watching through the
lighted shop windows the desk behind
which he already saw himself sitting
by Estcllc's side
Things went on so for quite awhile;
then on q certain day Marius thought
that there was no reason why \ clerk
from Marseilles could not aspire to the
hand Of q Partisan. even if she were
rich; and on fine Sunday he ventured
TO call and state his aspirations All!
good reader, what = repulse! He was
almost kicked out of the door.
He FASTENED to relate his sorrows to
his friend lsourdalin: hut the latter
was himself in IN absolutely lugubrious
state Of mind. lie had lost three thou
sand francs the day before in = club,
where, on account of his fine appear
ance, he had enjoyed some credit, and
had mot the first cent to pay it with
The contact Of two misfortunes in
creases both The friends already were
talking about rope, revolver and char
coal, when Bourdalin had an inspira-
ton. There was still one glimmer of
hope left TO them. One OF his friends
from Bordeaux had just won thirty
thousand francs n Monaco. Why
could they not have the same luck?
Yes, by the way, why not? Could
not Marseillais and and m Arlcsien
beat the bank when . simple Bordelais
had. single handed, got the best OF it to
the tune of fifteen hundred louis?
They called in all the money they
could, they borrowed. they invented al
kinds of stories to get cash from their
families, and at last they succeeded in
collecting eight hundred francs
Provided with that amount, and with
leave for . weeks absence. the two
friends took the train and landed the
next morning at Monte Carlo 1t had
been agreed that each one should take
half of the capital and that they would
operate separately: after that they
would share the profits
BY virtue Of this agreement, Bourds-
lin and Balochard made only one jump
from the train to the Casino. and I'M
mediately took their places. one at .
roulette table, the other at table OF
fyenss It gHarante. Fortune greeted
Them with her most gracious smile. Al
seven o. clock they met again; one with
twenty Thousand francs. the other with
s,xteen thousand. They wisely resolved
n he satisfied with that and with JOY
ous hearts went to the hotel ana treatco
themselves to fine dinner.
Every one knows that one e0ect Of .
bouutiful neal y 70 make evesyts'ag