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THE THREE PELLETS OF BREAD.
I.
THE FIRST PELLET.
In 1824, towards the end of October,
ten young men were concluding a re.
past at oue of the tables of the Cafe, do
Paris. The succulent dishes had been
apparently well seasoned with wine, for
all their faces were illuminated, and all
were talking at the same time.
Nor was it surprising that the meet
ing had been a jovial one. The ani
pliityon George Benier by name
only the other day sub-lieutenant of the
the 5th Regiment of Dragoons, 1i a3. tit),
expectcdly inherited a fortune estimated
at six hundred thousand francs. Barely
a month had elasped since he had re
ceived, whilst Fcr7ing in Spain, the
news of the death of an uncle, who had
left him heir to the accumulations of an
industrious and well-spent life. lie had
obtained eav of -absence, and had hur
ried'bff to tho capital to realize his for.
tuner II o had also invited what few
friends, chiefly college chums, he had in
Paris to participate in his happiness.
He had nine in a day or two he would
have fifty. A man with a well-lined
pocket has always plenty of friends.
The banquet hold in honor of this
sudden accession of funds was coming
to a conclusion that is to say, the party
were at their last bottles of champagne.
Awaiting coffee,,cvery one was laughing,
talking, and gesticulating, without con.
cerning himself about listening or be
ing listened to. The host, who was
more animated even than the others,
probably because, iu his quality of host,
he had deemed it ncccessary to set a
good example, was endeavoring to get
a word in concerning his feats of valor
in the Peninsula ; expatiating upon the
assault of the Trocaderc on the 31st of
August, 1823, and the delivery of
Ferdinand VII, from the hands of the
Cortes ; but every one was too happy to
listen t details.
In the meantime, coffee had been
brought in. Tho young man George
Bonier was in his twenty .first year
was lifting his eup to Lis lips, when he
suddenly put it down again with an ex
clamation of surprise and disgust.
'kGaron 1 ' he shouted, in a voice
that made the whole establishment
start, ' take this cup away at ouce.'
And, as ho said this, pa pointed to
two flies that had been stupid enough
to take a bath in the hot fluid a bath
which had cost them their lives. Oue
of the garcons took away the cuj , whilst
another busied himself in repairing the
disaster. The guests were lauguing
heartily at the discomfiture of the
lieutenant of dragoons. ' Ah 1 ah ! '
said one, George is afraid of a fly ! '
Bu Prosper Dyobnet, a college chum,
interposed : Don't you remember ? he
used to kill them by hundreds, his con
science troubles him, and now the sight
of two dead flies awakens his remorse.'
The interpolation excited ienewed
laughter, in which George joined hear
tily. ' True, gentlemen, I always had a
horror of flies, and I became so skilful
by dint of practice in killing them with
pellets ot bread, that I got the surname
of ' Tueur de mouchct.' I havo not lost
my fekill yet, I can toll youf; but if I ass
assinate nict, tbat is no reason Why I
should also swallow them.
' Well said, observed one of the
guests : and with after dinner thought
lessness, and the love ot fun natural to
youth, he proposed that George should
give them proof that he was still entitled
to what he was pleased to designate as a
glortous title to distinction.
To this effect a roll ot bread was taken
from a table close by. Georgo Benier,
os serious as it he were about to solve a
problem in mathematics, broke it, took
out the crumb, and began to prepare his
ammunition. Having made three pel.
lets, he held them out in Ins open hand.
' Now,' he said, ' who ii bet that 1
don't kill a fly at each shot ? '
We 11 all bet,' shouted the guests.
What shall it be ? A monster punch?'
' Good : but what distance do vou al
low me ? '
' We leave that to tou a pellet of
L 1 . . . . ......
Dreaa is not precisely a conical ball.'
In the interval, a man, apparently
above fifty years, with a-rav mouBtaches
and coat buttoned up evidently an old
soldier had oome into the cafe. Or
dering a cup of chocolate, and was read.
log as be awaited his refreshment. The
room was crowded with flies, halt stupe
fitd by the approach ot winter, aud
George Benier had settled upon the new
ooraer one on his arm, another on his
neck, and a third had the i:upultiioe
actually to alight ou the very hand that
held the paper. I he guesta watcliud
the direction which George's eyes had
taken, and the sorao malicious idea uo.
curred the same moment to all their ex
cited braiuM. This idea as mutually
exchanged by a oils, and smiles, aud ir
tclligeut glance, but not formulated in-
RID G WAY, VENN A.,
to words. That would havo spoiled the
fun. Qeorye, encouraged by these
looks of approbation, made his prepara
tions for tho commission of a grievous
act ot folly.
Placing one of the pellets on his
thumb, and holding it there by the mc
dium finger curved into a bow, so as to
act as a spring, he took aim at tho right
hand of the man with tho gray mor
taches. It must be said to his credit,
however, that he hesitated ior a mo
ment, a ray of aense fl- bed across his
mind, and be turned round to look at
his friends. But all he saw there was
encouragement by nods,and winks and
smiles. It was such fun 1 Alas 1 how
many foolish things ate done under the
absurd impression that there is some,
thing- funny in them 1
George's thumb went off ; the pellet
was shot forth, and killed the fly that
lay on the officer's hand.
Superb !' cjaeuluted his friends, but
in subdued tones, not to interfere with
the progress -of their rich friend's cxper.
imenls.
As to the veteran, he never moved,
but continued to read bis paper as if
nothing had happened. Encouraged by
his success, and excited by the applause
of his friends, as also by the attention ot
other spectators who had been attracted
to what was going on, Geoogo Benier
took aim at his shoulder, and the second
fly fell a victim to his skill. After this
there was no receding. The man in
the buttoned up coat persisted in ignor
ing the insults upon his person ; there
was only one fly more to kill to inaugu
rate the monster punch, and that fly was
stretching out is fore-feet not many in-
ches below the formidable gray mous
taches. Oil went the third pellet and
tho intrusive insect fell doad. Tho ex
periment concluded, there was no longer
any cause for silence, and all the guests
united in shouting ' Vive le Tueur de
monches 1 '
But whilst they were thus jubilant
and triumphant, the man in tbe but
toned-up coat had slowlv raised, and
stooping, he deliberately picked, up the
three pellets of bread, which done ho
walked over, quite calmly, to where
George sat with his friends. Ttela igLI r
now suddenly ceased, aud the attention
ot tne other spectators became breath
less. Strangers, as well as the friends
of the ' Tueur de raouches,' knew that
matters could not stop there. A pin
might have been beard to tail in tbe
whole cafe.
The man with the gray moustaches
saluted the company. The salutation
was respectfully returned by George and
his guests. George was a little pale
but calm. The veteran, extending his
hand, in the pain: of which were the
three pellets of bread, was about to
speak. But George, who would not
allow, even for half a second, that it
should be supposed that he would leave
the responsibility on any one but him
self, anticipated him.
4 It was I, sir ; I shot those pellets.'
1 be unknown bowed again.
' That is sufficient, sir.'
So saying, he quietly unbuttoned his
eoat, and crew forth a card from his
waistcoat pocket-
' Monsieur,' he sid, ' will be good
enough to show me that he is as skil
ful with a sword as he is with a pellet
oi oread.
At your orders, sir,' replied George.
as he exchanged cards with his adver
sary.
Upon tho stranger's card was gra
ven : ' Louia Itodet, et.Captain of Light
IDIautry.
Next morning at ten tho youug
soldier ot the irooadero aud tbe v eteran
of Austetiiti and of Wauram met, ao.
companied each by two friends, in the
Bom de Boulogne. George was a pro
ficient in sword exercise, but by no
means ns much so as the captain.
After a few passes he had to give up
the combat, Lis right arm being piereeil
through and through. As the veteran
left the field, he saluted his wounded
and discomfited antagonist with great
com tesy :
Till we havo the ploasure of meet
ing again, sir,' he said.
' Vou are really too kind,' retorted
George Benier.
And following the old soldier with
biscyesashe took his departure, ao
companied by two Veterans of his own
stamp, ;
All ! ca 1 ' he muttered, ' what does
that animal mean with his ' pleasure of
meetiug again t ' Docs he nut think one
lesEon of politcuess sufficient ? The idea
is anything but reaatturing ! '
George Benier had to keep his bed
two mouths. . Ilia wound was severe.
and he bad to observe complete reposo.
Alter these two months, a third was eu-
joiucd in his room for eonvilcsceuce.
' It was well worth while, he said to
himself, ' to hurry from Spain to claim
my iuheritance, and to have to spuud
iniee months in suffering and tedium ! '
But at length he was free, and happy
iu being alio to walk, eat, iun, aud
laugh like everybody cUo. iWpur
DyoQuct remained his loou-compaaioa
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although he entertained a slight grudge :
towards him ior his folly in resuscitating
his talents as a collegian in so inoppor.
tune a manner. But he remembered also
tnat George had had a tew glasses of
champagne too many, and he forgave
him. Prosper, besides, knew Paris inti
mately, and not only assisted him in -procuring
a carriage and horses, but
also introduced him to the world.
II.
THK . SECOND PELLET.
During the carnival oi 1825, George
Benier made the acquaintanoe at an op
era ball, of a lady who was much sought
after at that period, and who wps known
as the Baroness of Bclmontc. Wo eay
known, for she was no more a baroness
than her mother, who sold artichokes in
winter and oranges in summer. Despite
her humble origin, however, tho baron"
ess was beautiful and clever, and she
.managed to captivate the young man.
He oould not sleep at night, and spent
the day in deploring to his friend, Pn
per Dyonnet the cruelty of the fair one.
Not that the baroness objected to the
young man's attentions, but elio knew
her interests too well to succumb at
once. Three weeks had passed in walks
and drives, the lady had acoepted both
cashmeres and diamonds, but as yet
had given no signs of a reciprocal affec
tion. George began to weary of laying
siege to bo impregnable a place ; scenes
of recrimination occured, till the lady,
fearing she might lose ber lover, showed
some symptons of relenting.
George was walking arm in arm with
his frieud Prosper on the Boulevards ;
he was in high spirits : visions ot hap.
piness were before him which he did
not fail to confide to his bosom friend,
and they agreed to celebrate tbe happy
turn in events by a repast at 'the Cafe
Anglais. They had just reached the
threshold, and George was about to step
in, when he was stopped by a voice inter
posed
' I beg your pardon, sir. A word, if
you please.
George turned round in anger. The
voice was well known to him very uu
pleasantly so and he and his friend
Prosper recognized at once tho man of
the Cafe de Paris, the man with the
gray moustaohss and buttoncd-up cost
Captain Bodet. Both were discon
certed the meeting was not agreeable
but the young officer of dragoons,
quickly recovering hi nselt, inquired, lh
baughty tone, what the veteran want
ed with bint.
' Very little, sir,' replied the latter, in
a tone of exquisite politeness. I wihh
to return this to you, and at the same
time to announce to you that, now you
are perfectly recovered, 1 will put it in
your power to receive a portion of the
remainder.
George had mechanically opened the
paper handed him by the captain. It
contained a pellet of bread.
'Monsieur!' he said and he was
about t3 add, I thought tbat a meet
ing, followed by a severe wound, was
sufficient punishment for an act of
thoughtlessness ; ' but there was some
thing so austere and implacable in the
vetcren's looks that the words etuek in
his throat. But Prosper had not the
earue reasons as his friend for declining
to reason upon the matter.
Monsieur,' he said, addressing the
captain, ' unless you are impelled by
motives of personal hostility, I cannot
understand what interest you can have
in exacting another meetiug on tne patt
of M. George Bonier. The itikult was
slight, you most admit ; and u not your
honor satisfied by the blood alreadv
spilt 1 '
JJut the veteran never wavered in the
iuflexible expression which he had as
sumed, and, with his eye fixed on
George, he awaited an answer without
vouchsafing a reply to Prosper.
Uaptain, said the former, seeing
there was no alternative, I do not ao.
cept the words pronounced b? mv
friend. I am ready to meet you where
and when you like, and wo will fight as
much as you like.
' fo morrow morfiins; the same place
and the same hour as before,' replied the
captain who had resumed his most affa
ble manner.
' Be it so,' replied George Benier.
Poor George 1 his skill in killing flies
with pellets of bread was destined to
entail a vast amount of misery. Ou tho
occasion ot this, Ins second encounter,
anger and hatred of his rival imparted
double strength to his arm, and gave
unwonted vigor to his thrusts. But it
was in vain : the veteran parried his
sword as cooly an if fencing with foils.
The otniggle lasted a long time ; George
became exasperated by his efforts and
exasperation, and at length fell on the
greeusward ; the captain's nword had
penetrated lus chest. To add to his
horror, as ho lay fainting fiom Ions of
blood, he heard the old aoldier sav.
Adieu till wo meet ngain.' - .
This time George remained three
months in boJ, and another month in
his arm chair. Duringjheie long days
ot suffering aud debility, friendship
alune remained faithful tn thn iw.r
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VOLUME SEVEN-NUMBER 10.
TERMS I 50 PER ANNUM.
tient. Love had taken its flight. The
first day that George whose life the
surgeons had despaired ot for three long
weeks was allowed to speaic, Prosper
felt inclined to avoid hi in, but George
said :
1 Stay, stay ! Who would love me if
I were fool enough to quarrel with you?'
Prosper frbook his -head sorrowfully,
Alas 1 ' he said, 1 sickness tries
friendship, and love, too, does it not f
Well, frankly, you could not expect "
' That Madame de lielmonte would
become my nurse ? No ; most assured
Iy 1 did not expect that, But did she
send to inquire alter me r
Xes, lor four days consecutively.
' Four days ! Well, when I get well
I will send her four bracelets. e
must not expect impossibilities."
VV hat most surprised .Prosper JJyon
net was, that as George Benier recov
ered his strength, instead of gaining- spir
its with improving health, ho seemed to
remain anxious, and at times sorrowful
What troubles you George ?' ho in
quired. The doctor has said that on
Saturday you can go out in tho carriage,
and yet you seem to experience some
secret grief. J 3 it possibio that tbe
memory of Madame Bclmonte haunts
your fehe was not worthy of your love !
George, smiling grimly, replied.
' Prosper, I am melancholy because I
am afraid.
' Afraid of what ? '
George contented himself with hand'
itig a card to his friend and buried his
face in his bands.
' Captain Louis Bodet I ' exclaimed
Prosper. ' Fool, idiot that I was 1 Yes,
I understand now, my fcoor George.
You need sot blush ; you fear to meet
that man again, who is more implacable
than if you had deprived him of honor,
fortune ot all that was dear to him.
' Yes, Prosper, that is what I dread.
He has still one pellet to receive satis
faction for, and he keeps it for thn last,
Ii I meet that man again he will kill me.'
' Listen, George,' said Prosper, taking
a seat by his side, ' lhat man is an
assassin. I am not a soldier, and I
snouid have recourse to other means of
getting rid of so bloodthirsty an antago
nist. I would denounce him to the po
lice."
George shuddered.
' No, he said, ' I would never humble
myself to that extent. I have been an
officer, and I could not, without brand'
ing myself as a coward, take tbo Btcp
WLicn you recommend.
1 Well, then, George, there is only one
alternative, we must separate.'
' Why bo? '
' Because you must go to Italy ; and
what is more, you must leave this in
fortnight. You must remain thero six
months or a year.
III.
THE TIIIHD PELLET.
George Benier, although deeply
grieved to part from his friend, resolved,
after mature consideration, to follow his
advico. A fortnight had not elapsed
ere he was on his way to a change ot
climate and scenery. After a month's
absence be bad regained his health and
spirits. He had dismissed from his
mind all thoughsof his formidable c ,-iii
tor, who, poaessed of a miserable pellet
ot bread instead ot a dishouorel bill.
had made an ex-officcr of dragoons lake
flight to other realms. It was at this
epoch that his friend Prosper received
a long letter from him. It was dated
6th of September, 1825, Naples. Ile
ferriog to previous communications,
George reminded his friccd that he
had mentioned to him his having met
a youug person walking with her moth
er on the Mouto Olivetto, with whom he
had been very much pmitten ; that he
had ascertained through his friend
Count I'opoli that tho ladies wero
Frensh, that the mother's name was
Madame Castillion, that she was a widow,
and wealthy j that the daughter's name
was Blanche, that bhe was pretty
enough to put iu a frame. Wbll, fi'mce
he bad made that commumchtion he hud
been introduced to the parties, aequain.
tanee had ripened into affection, and in
a mouth's time he was to bo married at
the church of San Domenieo. Ho in
sisted upon Prosper Dyonoett bciug
present at the wedding ; ho must" come
away at once. The ladies, on their
side expected ono of theii relations a
brother of Madame Castillion whom he
(George Benier) was said to be aeq'nin.
ted with ; but they would not to!l him
his name, as they intended to ive him
an agreeable surprise ! Perchauco, he
said, he aud Dyoouet might travel to
gether. Gecrgo was ssatel behind his be
trothed, in a box at the theatra of San
Curio. The curtain had jtwt fallen
upon the second act of uo opeva of Pio
eini's. George wa-j muttering some
words iu Blauolio's ear which uiado her
smile. Madame Oatil'.on, Hka a go.nl
mother that she was, was looking vUc
where, so that George might talk arcd
Blanche might aiuile.
Suddenly George, whose eyes were
wandering mechanically towards the
stalls, stoj.ped in the middle of a pharto.
lie turned rale, and a ctnn. that
almost resembled fie rattle of a mori
bund, escaped from li chest. The two
ladies surprised and terrified, turned
toward him.
' Farewell 1 farewell 1 ' he exclaimed.
Ami hurrying to tho door of the box.
he threw hinwclf into the con i. lor, ih1
thenre gained the square of Pun Carlo.
' Wlictc is tny carriage ? O, here it
is 1 Whip, coachman, whip 1 '
V heic is Muiinsieur going to r
' Where am I going '( Where vou
like. Bight before you, if you liko it ;
only start.'
Without replying, the driver mounted
his box, and when the horses, worn out
with tho speed at which they were
driven, came to a dead stop, Gcoigo was
eight leagues from Naples.
What is the matter f ' said George,
putting his head out of the window.
Why don t wo go on, John r
' Because monsieur's horses cannot
go any farther,' replied John.
George jumped out, and, alter some
loss of time, it was ascertained that a
village and post.house were -clcc bv.
and thither ho hastened. There nap.
pened at the very moment of his ar
rival to be a po?t.chaise at the door, to
which a couple of post-horses were being
harnessed. Tho niaj-tcT etood by
superintending tho operation.
' Monsieur,' said George to this man,
' I want two horsc3 for my carriage.'
The man shook his head.
Very sorry, sir, but I havo no more
horses. These two are tho last,'
George rushed at the chaisa and
opened the door. A man an English
man, to judge by bis whiskers was
seated within.
Monsieur,' said George, ' I havo a
request of great importance to make to
you-'
' Speak, sir,' replied tho traveller,
with an accent that did not belie hU
whiskers.
' Will you give up your horses ? '
' Impossible, sir ' '
1 1 will give you a thousi d, two
thousand francs in exchange for the con.
oession.
I do not want your money sir.'
' Sir, your kindness will save my life.'
' I have not time to be kind.'
'Sir, 1 will make you repent your
cruelty ! '
' Repent ! Ah ! Postillion, stop a
moment.'
The Englishman stepped out of tho
chaise, and with characteristic calmness
said : ,
' What do you mean, sir, by saying
.you will make me icpent ? '
' What I meant I scarcely know.
Perhaps I am mad ; but 'mad or not, it
depends on you to prevent me from be.
ing killed ? '
' And what is it to me, sir, if you aro
killed ? '
G eorgc, irritated by his contemptuouj
indifference, raised his band.
At the very moment, a noise was
heard on the road. It was a post-chaiso
coming at full galop. Georgo heard his
own namo called ont iu a well known
voice.
'Ah! I am lost!' exclaimed tho
young man, and a cold perspiration be.
dewed his brow.
It was Captain Rodet in pursuit, it
was Captain Rodet who was calling to
him. George saw him stepping rapidly
toward him. At the sight of the man
whom ho looked upon as his executioner,
Georgo advanced to the encounter.
' Kill mo, assassinate me, sir I ' ho
exclaimed, ' for I warn you I shall not
fight. I am a coward ; I admit it.
Kill mo at once ; for I am frightened of
you ! '
George notwithstanding his unmanly
avowal, stood iu the presence of his ene
my, his head erect, his arms crossed ou
his breast, as if awaiting death. The
captain looked at the young man as if
thunderstruck, but a strauge smile
played upon his lips.
At last tho captain opened his mouth,
and holding out his right baud to
George, said,' Who says anything about
killing, sir? ' he said in an affectionate
tone. Who speaks to you about fight,
ing? Why should I kill you? I am
Blaachc'ts uaelo, sir, aud I come ia her
name to give you this trifle, which bo
longs tojou yourself.'
Georgo looked at tho hand that wn
held out to him and uttered an excla
mation of joyful surprise. It contained
tho third pellet of bread ! Tho captain
reuounced the last meeting to which ha
was entitled by the code nf honor.
Had Captain ItDdcr, in reply to
Gcorge't invitation, raised a dagger at
his breast, the young mm would not
havo shrunk, but to find that he was
forever delivered of an implacable hos.
tility, was too much for him. Ho fell
fainimg to the ground.
Whou he regained consciousness, he
found himself on a bed in the inn. and
Captain Itodet by his side. Involunta
rily ho shuddered ; but tho captain was
smiling.
hat, sir,' he said, ' aro ycu
' Yes, I am going to be your unele,
young man, precisely so' And, a
Georgo, was about to n uv T,i
words more.' euid the other soldier. I"
have, pcihaps, shown my-clt' verv
fevere for a blight fault. I admit it.
But mv CICUI3. vou ill nnd.'Mtjinil it
my eicusj -good or bad. is tliut 1
served tho Emperor uu 1 jvj nerve-'
IU0 Uourbous. Atwtrr itz m.h ,1 h i-
ermit iuo'.f to U et-linseJ bv th5
fr.cuJeio. But s,t t li it yuu may not
iieoui me nn-re trueulnit than I rei'.ly
am, ku w, ynunj; tuai:, t!i:.t l.iiig hel'ou
my mSterwro'e to in i thai ym Ii-sttu-l
to be Iter son iu-law. I 1ml ma !e up tjiy
ml that I w jul 1
tut lot.-
r 01):
swords with '.oi
t wai q'li'.
twice, w iH i: not ?
George rce u-i iu
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