The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1899-11-03
One Way to Fame
BY Howard Marcus Strong.

Nrn\IE bookseller oil the Sual
n 5,orsav. tried two matches on the
.Ahalt pavement, and was then lorceu
-. r.sort 10 the lining OF his coat, tor
NJ. morning was very damp. Having
a. last lighted the tobacco in MS shor'
,ay uipe. he proceeded to arrange his
,,.odeu cases along the parapet OF the
,r Next he affixed the price tags
,.o.ino from ~ TO 100 sous-and hung
~, TWO alaring "Une Fenille Morte'
posters.
THUS prepared for custom the an
,sant Antonie seated himself on his
uttls camp stool and shvered until the
KIM came through the fog. bringing
win ii a fat priest who purchased, ana
a shabby bibliomaniac who simply
browscd. Along toward noon business
Drew brisker. and even Member OF
The Institute paused to look over the
stock.
This is a glorious day, friend he
observed in measured tones; but be-
fore Antonie could word a reply, sal
lov-faced young man pushed forward
and demanded instant attention.
Y one copy of 'Une Feuille Morte'
he cried. Two copies-three-all that
/ you have-quick!"
There is but one left" said An
.oaic. producing red-and-gold vo'-
ame; "they sell very readily OF late.
With fierce cry of anger, the young
man flung down gold piece. Then, TO
,he assonishmcnt of all beholders, he
caueat up the book, wrenched IT ~
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 France
none shall escape me. 'lne feulile
Morie' must not be read"
Persons in The street paused TO learr
Tie cause Of the disturbance. The gam
ms formed n circle around the young
man and iecred at his insane conduct
III return the victim crumpled VI
hanafuls Of printed leaves and hurled
them IN the faces of his tormentors. a
the very height Of the excitement a car
riage drove up and n beautiful woman
sWaus ont.
"Louis," she cried. forcing her wa,
through the dense crowd. Louis, IN,
love. forgive.'
The Young man started violently an'
gd1cd about as if unable to believe hi
senses. In hoarse voice he cried:
Who speaks?'
II my love-" said the woman. rs sh
ran forward and threw her arms aroun'
bis neck. II. Marie d'Amoureux.
There was a murmur of surprise fror
thc onlool1ers. The writer of I'm
Fcullc Morte' "-"They were ono
lovers"
Louis" pleaded the woman, ''forgiv
be. ! was carried away by my sue
cess. | still love YOU"
Leave me" cried Louis harshly. :
Will have no words with YOU"
Louis" saidthe woman. as she qucl
ly mounted the parapct, 'if you do nc
forgive mc-if YOU still! rcnounce IN
loNr | will throw myself into II
rtcr."
lh" young man turned on his he
without woodland that instant Mar
.ft A'fNntNhN ltdbfi lioAi NV l't''l'
n Sue struck the water. Louis uttcrt
wild cry OF remorse, and. before al
> one could stay him, followed the wor
an into the Seine.
0id Antonie was SO overcome
lhe excitement that he sank down {
Tvs stool and painted for breath. III
aynfed Member Of the lnstitu
Nked a bouk-back and famed him Vi
crously.
They are saved" shouted q
CROWD. ~ boatman has rescued thel
lie has dragged them into his barge
Thank God" CALCULATED the Mel
per. she has the eyes and hair Of
angel" And then to Antonio: Fla
yen seen them before? You must G
me her book-'Une Feuillc Morte.
m man | have seem" replied I
o'd BOOKSELLER; shut the woman new
~ = not long since caused the arr'
OF this same Louis. 1t was very sac
They are being restored on I
barge snid the Member. II will WI