The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-11-09

in the locality to visit or old walls to
investigate, Mo- she would reply,
but we have here NJ. Folichon, who
has saved two flags"
The sort Of mystery that lowered
over the former deed of arms only
added to the glorious souvenir evoked
and conserated by the tri-color rib
bon. Each time that some curious
person had tried to find out:
tNever mind that" interrupted Fo-
lichon. at isn't worth speaking Of
/ only did my duty, no more and nc
less" And the good people of Sologne
although they were disappointed, only
admired their hero the more for it.
His reputation, passing the limits of
the village, had reached the Chateau
Of Eberniers, where Count Oscar of
Nefe lived during the hunting season.
| He was a free-and-easy, hospifable
| gentleman, although he boosted that
he belonged to one of the best families
! in France. The noble ears OF the
Count had heard rumors with regard
| to the pensioner Of the State, and he
made inquiry of his gamekeeper for
| further details about him. Hes an
old soldier" replied the keeper, without
| hesitation. He gets a pension from
| the War Ministry for having saved
his regiment in Tor "Tnunderationw
exclaimed the Count. $50 at once to
this valiant old captain and tell him
that l should like very much to shake
hands with him" Folichon was given
the honor of touching the hand OF the
last of the Nefies.
Pray tell me, my good man, on
what occasion you saved"
"Oh, Count 1t isn't worth speaking
about. I only did my duty. No more,
no less"
Count Oscar from a feeling of deli
cacy did not insist The interview
impressed him most favorably. He re
peated TO each of his guests: THAT is
truly brave man. and as modest as he
is brave. He did not say a word about
his heroic act. Let US show respect TO
him, gentlemen, for people like him
are rapidly dying Off F"
The Count stopped calling him "old
man Folehon" and addressed him very
respectfully as m. Follchon." lie
became his panegyrlst. He told every
one the legend of the regiment
snatched from disaster. At Paris all
his friends knew the story OF the Thir-
| ty-eighth Dragons tremendously res
| cued from butcheYy; and to induce
them to come to Eberniers he promised
them a sight of the hero. Gradually
new page of history was inscribed
country squires, who retailed it proud
" 20 their tenants and their men. The
whole country became enthusiastic
over the deeds Of certain Oliver.
And the day arrived that the legend
on its way back from the south was
| implanted in the counties Of Yierzon,
| Romorantin, Sancerre. Saint Armand
and Bourges--a definite history III
which Folichon. alone. had delivered
corps Of the Army and had almost cap
tured the Emperor Of Germany.
Before long it was Il unanimous cry
in the country, which was at that time
in the midst of its elections: How
can Republic that respects itself
think that it has done It's duty to the
most devoted of its children when it
has given him only medal from the
Humane Society"
There was a general cry Of indisna-
ton. Each one OF the candidates took
up the wrongs Of Follchon as one OF
the planlls of his platform. Each one
swore to use his influence to have
him decorated with the Legion of
Honor. The Radical and the Conserva-
tive each pledged his word solemnly.
The Radical, however, bethought
himself to look up the title OF the old
soldier who had become bugbear to
him. He had no trouble in finding out
what he wanted to. and one fine morn
ing a placard was pasted up ia the
fortythree districts of his riding.
"rhe individual named Folichon
OLIVER. about whom so much fuss is
being made, is a former policeman Of
Paris, retired and pensioned after thir-
| ~ Years u loyal service. his regular
beat was the quay of Bercy. The It'll
of July, 1875 at o'clock in the after
noon he saw drunken man who was
lying on his stomach with his lips to
the water and was trying to drink.
He drew him away by his feet took
him to the station and left him there
till he was sober again. On this oc-
casion report having neen sent in
the medal Of the Humane Society was
awarded to the said Folchon OLIVER
and he now wears its ribbon"
The people Of Nancay could not be-
lieve their eyes.
rs it true what's written on
that paperF' asked Mother Cretu with
a trembling voice.
why, yes" replied the thunderbolt
that had almost taken the Emperor Of
Germany by the scruff of the neck.
And always modest, he added:
4 never told you anything 10 the
contrary. did II"
The Oak and the squash.