Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1897-10-21
PoLLlNET'S DUEL.
BIZ J. c. HIGG1NB0THAM. IL

WAS indebted to my good friend
Felix Depaille. professor of music
in our town, for the following story,
which happened in those bad old days,
when scoundrels who were expert with
weapons terrorized over a whole city,
because the insane code of honor COM
PEELED an inoffensive citizen to go out
to meet certain death at the hands of
a rufian who had wantonly insulted
him.
"Ah, those days, mon ami said De-
pai]le, $50 different from my life now!
You love not the duello in England
you laugh at us, and beat a man with
your brutal arms and fists when he in
Englishman who came to Dion so, 60
years ago, and fought duel. All, but
he was drole. that Englishman!"
1T is good story, can See" said,
glancing at Depaille's deep-set eyes
sparkling.
You will love it, mon ami; out in
those days I was furious against your
brutal ways. have learnt better since.
This Englishman. seeyou. cameto Dion.
He was great and rich, and he was
named Sir Evelyn Booth Baronet; but in
those days we did not understand your
English titles, and we called him Milor
Sir Lord Booth. He was young and very
rich, and he roamed about France with
his attendant who was his secretary;
perhaps remaining day in one place,
n month in another. He was great,
tall man, with powerful limbs; but he
was lazy, oh, so lazy-when he seated
himself, twas to sprawl on three chairs.
He looked upon us as an inferior race,
and was very insolent and arrogant,
but spent layishly. Also he disdained
to speak our language, which he called
lingo, and M. Pointon. his secretary, in
terpreted for him. Milor, assure you,
was we'll known in the city, where he
stayed three weeks.
Nov, at that time Pollinet, one of the
most Infamous duelists, was residing
in Dion, where he had made himself
feared; but when Milor Booth came to
Dion, Pollinet, to the relief of good
citizens, was away in Paris, and there
were many who hoped he might meet
tai, and never return. But they were
Disappointed; Pollinet, returned, more
insolent than ever. ....-
"You: must understand that Pollinet
professed to have the greatest hatred
for the English, whom he declared were
all brutal, ignorant, and clumsy, unfit
for association with refined race, and
tofkill whom was duty ond service
to- humanity. AT that time you were
not popular amongst us-it is often so,
my friend-aud these sentiments were
looked upon as highly patriotic, and
were applauded by his friends. What
more natural than that on his return to
Dijon he was told of the rich English
Milor who was, what you call. swagger-
ing about the city in his insolent way ?
Il, "'Ah,' said sPollinet, 'one of that ac-
cursed race in this city? Well, we shall
see, we shall see! If it be possible to
force him to fight, there shall be one
less of those insolent fools. Bah, but l
4 doubt it! They are towards, and will
lick the dust rather than fight. Where
is he to be found" a
'''He is staying at the Hotel Lisbon,
but he is often in the Cafes said Bra
CONNER, big-bellied, loud-voiced fell
low, who looked up to Pollinet as his
master.
Tonight, them said Pollinet, with
a meaning smile. This Pollinet, Unjust