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

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N the little village OF Nancay in


I'm the little village OF Nancay in
Sologre there lived a worthy man
by name of Oliver Folichon. He
lived on apension of 900 francs paid
him by the Government The fact OF
his being n pensioner without any
other visible means of support had at
once won him general respect. In the
country, however modest your income
may be, provided you get it as pen
sioned-off functionary of some sort
and not from filling the soil, you at
tract attention and command esteem.
At first Folichon kept aloof from
people and had nothing to do with any
one. lie stayed in the miserable little
room that he had rented from Nine.
Cretu who Kept the village inn as well
as the grocery and dry goods store,
and made no attempt to insinuate him
self into the village society. II was
extremely exclusive TO outsiders. Any
stranger and, above all. any Partisan
was looked upon as a dangerous in
truder. Try to tell man Of Sologne
tAAAl Il ~ tHlNu Is a Ills ItiiOW ~tDlu~
tryman, and if he does not call you a
liar it is only because he does not dare
to- but you may be sure he thinks it.
The only means Of escaping the ira
ditlonal ostracism Is to have your name
on the pension list. When he arrived,
therefore, the newcomer was the topic
of conversation for those who patron
lied the inn.
Who on earth is that man?' asked
one.
II don't know replied another.
He's one of those people that mo-
body knows anything about They
come mere without telling anything of
their past history. and then you find
ont that things have happened
But old Mother Cretu bawled ont:
what are you talking about Sos
themes? DO you or don't you know
this manY'
rs for saying don't know him.
why, i do know him since I've seen
him, but as far as anything else is
concerned why I'm not acquainted
with him personally"
Then you're just slandcrlng Hes
not a good-for-nothing fellow like you,
to be sure, that has never amounted to
anything. He's an educated man. His
name is Follchon, and he was an Of
fetal at Paris. Its so and l can prove
1t, for the clerk at the town hall, who
Keeps the register, told me so. and nc
said that Monsieur Folichon had q
pension from the Government There
no use in trying to make ont that ev-
cry one is bad
And she added rs n final argument:
He's an honorable man, FOR lie pays
me my rent without trying to beat
me down, and besides he wears the
tri-colored ribbon in his button hole
That's So" said customer Il
saw him this morning and said Good
day. and he even took Off his hat"
There, You can see he's an honest
man." cried Mother Cretu.
Sosthenes defended himself. If Mon
sieur Folichon wore ribbon, why, hC
must be somebody. of course. But yor
A"t't " NAitN INOiftts NbN. lUdI III
knew who Monsieur Folichon was. hc
was satisfied, and he had no reason Il
have anything against him.
and he's not proud, either. con
tinued lie who had seen the tri-coloreC
ribbon. HE bows back whenever any
one bows to him."
But" asked Sosthenes, what i;
that decoration Of his:"
After moments hesitation the shril
voice of Mother Cretu replied; "Tha
is given to those who have saved The
flag"
AT the back OF the room an old mar
arose and took off his cap. Then nj
took Off their hats one after the other
From that time Oliver Folichon hat
the freedom of the village Whereve
he went he received homage and mark,
of friendship. Whenever he went int,
the inn to take glass with his pro
prietress, busy tongues were quiet
glasses remained untasted eounte
nances assumed a thoughtful air as i
they were in church. and no one dranl
before the rescuer of the flag had givel
the signal by saying, TO your health
gentlcmenm
The consideration with which he fel
himself surrounded at last inspire,
him with esteem for himself. He III
longer walked as he did before: hi
steps were measured. majestic; he car
ried his head thrown back with a loft
air. and his former modesty woul
have been astonished at the admira
ton that he now considered merel
just. He became the curiosity o
Nancay. They spoke of him as "
speak Of historic monument, and n
village was proud Of owning hin
When tourists or bicyclists aSke
Mother Cretu il there were any ruin