The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-07-06
POLLINET'S DUEL.

POLLINET'S DUEL.
Twas 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 ex-
pert with weapons terrorized over
whole city because the insane code
OF honor compelled an inoffensive
citizen to go out to meet certain
death at the hands of rufian who
had wantcniy insulted him.
sAh, those days, mon ami!' said
Depaille. $50 differentf1om my life
nowi You love not the duello in
England. You laugh at us and beat
a man with your brutal arms and
fists when he insults you. That re-
calls to mind the Englishman who
came to Dion SO. 80 years ago and
fought a duel. All, but he was a
drole, that Englishmani"
..It is a good story, / can see, " I
said, glancing at Depaille's deep set
eyes, sparkling
"You will love it, mon ami, but
in those days was furious against
your brutal ways. I have learned
better since. This Englishman, see
you, came to Dijon. He was great
and rich, and he was named Sir Eve
lyn 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 roam
ed about France with his attendant,
who was his secretary, perhaps re-
maining a day in one place, a month
in another. He was a great, tall
man, with powerful limbs, but he
was lazy-oh, so lazyl When he
seated himself, it was to sprawl on
three chairs He looked upon Us as
an inferior race and was very inso-
lent and arrogant, but spent lavish
~; also he disdained to speak our
Language, which he called lingo, and
N. Pointon, his secretary, interpret
ed for him. Milor, assure you, was
well known in the city, where ne
staid three weeks.
"Now, at that time Pollinet, one
of the most infamous duelists, was
residing in Dijon, where he had
made himself feared, but when Mi
lor Booth came to Dijon Pollinet, to
the relief of good citizens, was away
in Paris, and there were many who
hoped he might meet a better man
than himself in the capital and nev-
er return. but they were disappoint-
ed. Pollinet returned, more insolent
than ever.
"You must understand this Polli-
net professed to have the greatest
hatred for the English, whom he de-
clared were all brutal, ignorant and
clumsy, unit for association with a
refined race and to kill whom was a
duty and service to humanity. at
that time you we're not popular
among us-it is often 80, my friend
and these sentiments we're looked
upon as highly patriotic and were
applauded by his friends. What
more natural than that on his re-
turn to Dijon he was told OF the rich
English milor who was-what you
call-swaggering about the city in
his insolent way9
".Ahi' said Pollinet. One of that
accursed race in this citya Well, we
shall see-we shall seel If it be pos
sible to force him to fight, there
shall be one less of those insolent
fools. Bah. but ! doubt itl They are
towards and will lick the dust rath-
er than fight. Where is he to be
found9'
ne 40 Staying oe IA0 AAOeoA NAN
bon. but he is often in the cafes,
said Braconnier, big bellied, loud
voiced fellow, who looked upto Pol
linet as his master.
:. Tonight, then said Pollinet,
with menacing smile. This Polli-
net, must tell you, was great fell
low Of nearly feet, broad and
plump and q very good liver. He
must have the best and plenty Of it,
and he daily increased in embon-
point, though he lost little of his
activity. With rapier or pistol he
was supreme, and it was said that
he had already killed his twenty
irst. He had served in the army as
colonel, so he declared, though
there were some who could take an
oath that he began life as bakers
apprentice and was afterward valet
to Colonel de la Tournies.
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