The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1899-11-11
One Way to Fame
BY Howard Marcus Strong.

A NTONIE, a bookseller Of the Quai
~ d'Orsay, tried two matches on the
asphalt pavement, and was then forced
TO resort to the lining of his coat, for
the morning was very damp. Having
at last lighted the tobacco in bis short
clay pipe, nc proceeded to arrange his
wooden cases along the parapet of the
river Next he affixed the price tags
ranging from 10 TO 100 sous and hung
out two glaring "Une Feuille Morte"
posters.
Thus prepared for custom, the an
cient Antonio seated himself on his
little camp stool and shivered until the
sun came through the fog, bringing
with il fat priest who purchased, and
a shabby bibliomaniac who simply
browsed. Along toward noon business
grew brisker, and even a Member of
the Institute paused to look over the
stock.
This is a glorious day, friend" he
observed in measured tones; but be-
fore Antonio could word reply, sal
iow-faced young man pushed forward
and demanded instant attention.
zone copy of 'Une Feuille Morte,
he cried. Two copies-three--all that
you have-quickl"
There is but one left" said AN
tonic, producing a red-and-gold vo'-
ume; they sell very readily of late"
With 6ercc cry Of anger, the young
man flung down a gold piece. Then, TO
the astonishment of all beholders, he
caught up the book, wrenched IL in
two, and tearing out page after page,
wildly stamped them under foot.
"A curse upon it," he raved. II will
'destroy every copy in Paris-in Franco
none shall escape me. 'Une Feuille
Morte' must not be read"
Persons in the street paused 10 learn
the cause of the disturbance. The gam
ins formed circle around the young
man and jeered at his insane conduct.
In return the victim crumpled up
.handfuls of printed leaves and hurled
them in the faces of his tormentors. At
the very height of the excitement a car
iriage drove up and n beautiful woman
sprang out.
"Louis" she cried, forcing her way
through the dense crowd. Louis, my
love, forgiveH'
The young man started violently and
gazed about as il unable TO believe his
senses. In hoarse voice he cried:
"Who speaks?"
vi my love-" said the woman, as she
ran forward and threw her arms around
his neck. II, Marie d'Amoureux."
There was a murmur of surprise from
the onloolers. The writer OF "Une
Feuille Morte' "-"They were once
lovers"
Louis" pleaded the woman, "forgive
be. / was carried away by my sue
cess. still love you"
Leave me-" cried Louis harshly. 81
will have no words with you"
Louis, said the woman, as she quick
ly mounted the parapet, "if you do not
forgive me-if you still renounce my
love, will throw myself into the
river"
The young man turned on his heel
without n woodland that instant Marie
d'Armoureux leaped from the parapet.
AS she struck the water, Louis uttered
a wild cry of remorse, and, before any
one could stay him, followed the won.
an into the Seine.
Old Antonio was so overcome by
the excitement that he sank down on
his stool and painted for breath. The
nignifed Member OF the Institute
Drized book-back and famed him Wig
orously.
"They are savedl" shouted the
crowd. "a boatman has rescued them.
lie has dragged them into his barge"
"Thank Godi" calculated the Mem
Der. "She has the eyes and hair OF an
angel" And then 10 Antonio: "Iave
you seen them before? You must get
me her book-'Une Feuille Mortc.'"
"The man | have seem" replied the
old bookseller; but the woman never.
II Is not long since caused the arrest
of this same Louis. IL was very sad"
"They are being restored on the
bargr." sald the Member II will wait