The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1912-06-02
COUNTS DEATH NOT
GENERALLY NOTICED

Ing at all to our age, or 10 the ages
Immediately preceding it,
bon compagnon." they called
him, but he also had inherited very
likely from that little land OF stone,
heather and gorse which was the era
die OF his race the immense stub
wave beaten Brittany.
When once this dehonair gentleman
got an idea into his handsome head
1t was an impossibility absolute and
complete TO make him Yield In any
shape or fashion. For many years
Count Jean served in the French cav
airy and received the Legion Of Honor
as well as the military medal. for his
magnificent conduct In lsTo-lS7l, dur
ing the Franco Prussian War. Since
then. having been severely wounded
towards the end of the conflict, he
led less military but quite as ag!-
tatcd a life. And yet, being one Of the
chiefs of the royalist party. one cannot
say that that life was an entire sine
cure.
Many may remember still the role
he played In the royalist campaign Of
the Nineteenth ACCOMPLISHMENT of
Paris. otherwise OF la Vnlette. In the
latter part OF the nineteenth century.
The men who became his adhercuts
and who are called in France the eos
lowed to the very heart of Are the
man whom they still call their com
mandant,' remembering the time when
they had served under his orders and
who also Kept I'm mind the old Proven
cal saying to the effect that parole
dc Sabran vaut parole de roll" a small
anccdote concerning that time typifies
the man. During that particular cleo
toral contest, he spoke very great
deal for the first time in his life, and
with very much success too, although,
as might be expected. his adversaries
were as numberlcss as the sands of
the scashore.
One night, attending meeting at
the schools of the Rue Bolivar, which
Is situated in the midst of the MAR
chiste' quarter, he created a sensa-
ton we'll worthy Of being related.
NJ. Lcpine, Prcfect of Police, and the
bravest man that has ever held that
post, nevertheless had sent one of his
agents to the Count de Sabran hoping
to dissuhde him from going to the
reunion, as there was Il plot. OF which
he knew, to assassinato him. l need
not add. having already sketched the
character of this modernized knight.
that this warning only added fuel to
the flames, and that II became for
him supreme reason why he should
show himself. lie therefore started
at once. accompanied by his private
secretary. Count Gabriel de Pontiac.
(who IS the son of his sister Margue-
rite de Sabran- Ponteves Countess de
Pontac). and actually forced his en-
trance into tho great hall. where the
battle between the two parties had
already begun. II need not be said
that at such a meeting the clements
were extraordinarily mixed. and that
when the Comte dc Sabran took his
place regular storm of applause and
Kisses burst forth: but. alas, amid the
din cSild be heard. high and shrll. the
, cry of Mort n Sabran.' while revol-
vcrs were drawn from many dingy
pockets. The hubbub lasted so long
that at length NJ. Lepinc with his able
agents. followed by the regular police
came forward to interfere. But Jac-
ques de Sabran made one bound from
his place to tho platform, where an
unfortunate and Thoroughly friehtened
adversary. who wns vainly cndeavor-
ing to get himself heard. stood trcmb-
ling: and lcaping upon the table, Jac-
ques called out In his best voice OF
Chef d'Escadron commanding his
troopers: IF YOU want to kill me,
here ] am. Go ahead. but don't make
so much noise about IT,"
The French always were, and are to
this day. an undoubtedly brave people.
who passionately admire bravery. and
at these words silence fell like a
shock upon the whole assembly. gaz-