2 TWO SURPRISES. TJ IK name of Journot la historic In France, belonging to one of tboee ancient fiimllles who have maintained, even to tlio present day, the honor of ft proud nunie, though the representatives have pnssed through all manner of vicis situdes attendant upon revolution and loss of property, and we may add life itself, since more than one who bore the name died by the guillotine. It was nea: lb close of the reign of Louis XV., ore January afternoon, that a crowd might have been seen gathered upon one side of the Hue de la Palx, Paris. There stood in the midst of the group a woman, neatly but simply dressed, with an infant In her arms, while hard by a couple of officers of law were forcing a man away from the spot. A few busy hands were loading a cart with furniture and other doinestio arti cles. , It was not an unusual scene In Farls In those days. A creditor had this power over his debtor when the debt due amounted to a certain sum. lie could seize upon his debtor's personal proper ty, even to the bed he slept upon, turn wife and children Into the street, and could also send the father to prison. Such was the explanation of the scene to which we have referred as now occur ring in the Hue de la Paix. In vain the wlfe'B tears. An advocate, as he was called, had been employed to enforce the law, and he stood there as rigid and cold as marble. Hard by a good cure was trying to comfort the wife, and interceding, but fruitlessly, with the agent of law, who acted for the creditor. In the struggle with their pris oner, the coat of the husband had been torn from his back, and he was now be ing borne away to the prison through the cold January atmosphere In his hlrt sleeves. The wife.also Bhlveiing from exposure to cold, could only press her Infant to her breast and sob aloud. At that moment there rode down the Rue de la Palx, a young and handsome man in an open carriage. As the vehi cle came opposite the throng It was stopped by the crowd, so that the driver could only draw up his horses and wait for it to disperse. The occupant of the vehicle leaned forward to ascertain the cause of the Interruption. His eyes caught those of the good cure, who in stantly came forward, saying : " It Is a poor unfortunate family ,Mon sleur, who are being driven from their home by a heartless creditor. They are worthy and good people, as I well know." "And cannot pay the debtr"" asked the young Marquis Journot, for that was his name. , " The man cannot pay." " And how much is the debt " " Fifty louls, Monsieur." "Is that all V" " A small sum to you, perhaps, Mon sieur, but quite too much for this poor man to attempt to pay.' . The marquis was a young spendthrift, R gayi dissipated sprig of nobility, scarcely yet of age, but he was not with out generous instincts, and, indeed, he was known to have a good heart. He lived in a , dissolute period, . when few young men of his rank escaped the con tamination of vice. Gambling was a daily pastime, and the honor of women was held of light account. The young Marquis had taken out his pocket-book as he remarked, " Is that all t" 11 IT ,1 I . , t. I J iicio, Illy guuu H1CHL, 1IW HtUU, "you seem to be the friend of this un fortunate family. Take this money, pay the creditor, and restore them to their home." "But this is a hundred louis, Mon sieur. The debt is only fifty," said the cure. " Never mind, there will be some ex tra expenses in getting the family to rights once more." May Heaven bless you, Monsieur," said the cure, solemnly lifting his cowl and looking up to the sky. " Such dis interested charity must be recorded above." "Drive on, Antoine," said the mar quis to the coachman, as the crowd who readily Interpreted the generous act, sent up a ringing shout of "Vivele MarquiesI" The priest settled the account and took a receipt upon the spot. The advo cate and his officers slipped away, and the crowd vied with each other in en ergetic efforts to replace the poor man's articles once more within doors. He was a modest trader, who had trusted out too much in small sums to his cus tomers, and, being unable to collect it all in at the day and hour when he re quired it, had been thus summarily dealt with by a hard creditor. " And who was that generous man V" asked the wife. , " It was the young MarquU Journot," replied the cure. "He shall be remembered In my prayers," she said. "Amen," said the husband, as he kissed the baby. " And three fifty louls over?" sug gested the cure. "Aye, what shall we do with them 1" " it Is the very sum I need to set me all right in my small business," said the tradesman. " That is just what the marquis sug gested." And bo the priest handed over the money to the happy man and departed. lu the meantime the Marquis Jour not was being driven towards his hotel, which was situated on the Hue Itivoli. Bcarcley had his coachman turned out of the Rue de la' Palx when he was once more suddenly brought to a stand still by the body of a man lying across the horses' path. " "Vell,Antoine,what is the trouble V" asked the marquis a little petu lantly. "A drunken man beneath the very feet of the horses," said the driver, striving to keep the animals off the body of a man Justin front of them. " Egad, that won't do," said the mar quis, with more energy than one would have supposed him to possess, and at the same time jumping out of his vehi cle, he seized upon the Insensible man and by sheer physical strength dragged him out from under the horses feet. " Oh, Monsieur, it is my husband," said a pretty young woman coming out of an humble abode. The coachman having handed his reins to a citizen, took hold of the in animate body of the man, and together they bore him into the house. " Does he get often in this way V" asked the marquis. , . " No," said the young wife. " But he has been sadly disappointed to day." "In what way V" " Nobody would be godfather to our baby." On the bed lay a sweet little infant, clothed In very poor attire to be sure,but yet very neat and clean. "Is that your baby V" " Yes," said the young mother. She too was very pretty and neat. These poor people had no one to befriend them. " How old Is the little fellow V " " Only ten days." "Indeed." " And oh I we want him christened, because you know, Monsieur, if he were to die by any accident before he was christened, why he would go to purga tory." ' " Do you think so " " Of course," added the pretty little mother. " And what an awful thought it is I" she added, clasping her hands In an attitude of unconscious gracend earnestness. " Bring your baby with me, you dear little woman," said the marquis. "Whither, monsieur?" " To Notre Dame." "To churchV" " Aye." " But we have no one for god father." "1 will see to that." " Do you mean so , monsieur V" " Jump right Into my carriage. Here, wrap up your baby," said the young marquis, entering fully Into the spirit of the affair. " We'll have him christened before your husband awakes from his stupid condition." - Ten minutes later the little party en tered the open doors of Notre Dame,and the Marquis Journot gave his name to the humble child. He was not a person to do anything by halves. ' Mother and child were put into his carriage and driven back to the humble quarters from whence he had taken them. He emptied his purse of some thirty or forty louls into her hands, and bade her good-bye after wishing her much good fortune with her baby. The young mother seized his hand, and pressing her lips to it, Bald the baby should be brought up to revere his name. The Marquis Journot drove to his hotel, and in half an hour had forgotten both episodes of that January day. And now we must ask the reader to pass over a period of twenty years twenty years of French history, crowd ed with incidents, with tragedy written in letters of blood. Twenty years Of checkered Parisian life. Louis XV. was dead. The new king, Louis XVI., had appointed the Marquis Journot to an important local civil office. He had married, nis wild oats were long ago sown, and he had become a worthy and useful member of the government. Political France was at that time in a ferment. Jacobinism began to rear its head. "Human equality" (socialism was asserting itself, the same spirit which in later years showed itself under the name of the Commune. Even nature seemed to lend its hand to the turbu lence of the period, for Just then occur red the awful hurricane of July, 1788,by which all France was devastated, and banditti ravaged the country, the pre cursor of the revolution which followed so soon after. Then came the great uprising the destruction of the Bastile, the attack upon the Tullerles, and the reign of ter ror. This reversal of the wheel of fortune found the Marqula Journot stripped of everything. Fortune, place, all was gone, and according to the popular ver dict he wasa traitor. True, he had been a traitor so fur as to defend his king against to attack of the Red Republi cans. He freely risked his own life to protect that of the royal family, and consequently he was denounced, seized upon, thrown into prison, and con demned to death. Journot was a bravo man. He did not fear death. Yet still he could not forget that he had a wife and two lovely children dependent upon his protection. Indeed, he knew not what had become of them, what had been their fate In this terrible confusion and uprising. He was permitted no intercourse with any one, but was kept under strict guard in that famous prison,the Conclegerle,upon the banks of the Seine. It was midnight. Journot was awak ened from a deep sleep by a sound which at first he was disposed to think was the fabrication of a dream, but at last the sound became so regular and dis tinct that he got up from his straw bed listened intently. It was all darkness in his lonely cell. The sound evidently came from beneath the floor, until pres ently it came nearer and nearer. What could it possibly signify V Was some fellow prisoner trying to make his es cape V He could only wait patiently and see. Soon a large stone which formed part of the pavement of his cell floor was removed, and a light from a lantern burst full upon hi3 eyes. In another moment the body of a man came up through the floor and stood in the ceil. " Be silent," said the new-comer. " Who are you 5"' demanded the marquis. " Listen, and I will tell you." " I am all attention." "I am a jailor here." " Then you have the keys ?" "Of course." " Why seek entrance to my cell after that extraordinary fashion if you have a key to the door V" " You shall he informed." " Or why have you come at all V" " You shall know. Citizen Journot, do you remember twenty years ago when you were riding through the Rue de la Paix, of stopping and freeing from the officers a man who had been turned out of his house for debt ?" The marquis thought for some mo ments before he could recall the circum stances. " I do remember something of the sort." " I am that man ! I have never lost sight of you or yours, and I have sworn if ever I had the chance, let it cost me what it might, I would repay that generous act, so noble and so disin terested." " What do you propose V" " You are condemned to die to-morrow." " I know it." " You shall live 1" " But you will sacrifice yourself in freeing me." " I will take the risk, at all events." " I now see why you enter my cell after this style." " Exactly. I would have It appear that you effected your own escape." " Excellent." " Now follow me." ' " Instantly," replied the marquis. In one minute later the jailor and Journot disappeared through the aper ture in the floor, and after passing through one or two dark passages, they emerged at a gateway guarded by a single sentry. " Journot," said the jailor, "here is your god-father. You understand all. I can trust you." " What does this mean ?" asked the marquis. " Another surprise," said the jailor. " You called him Journot V" " I did." , ' " Explain." "Do you not remember that upon that same January day when you re leased me from the minions of law you also befriended an unfortunate young mother, gave her baby your name in the church of Notre Dame, and supplied her with money to feed it V" " "I have a dim recollection of some such event." " This lad is the one to whom you gave your name, and now he is ready to befriend you in turn." " Strange that we should meet thus, and after twenty years. " You cast your bread upon the waters and it has returned to you," answered the jailor. Then turning to the young man,' the jailor continued : " Lead him to a place of safety, Journot ; give me your gun, and I will keep this post until you return." " Come on, Monsieur," said the young man. s " Whither do you lead meV" " You shall soon learn, but be sure it is a place of safety, since I have sworn it to my mother." " Go on, then ; I will follow," said the marquis. The young man led the fugitive down to the liver's hank, where they embark ed and were soon on the opposite side of the Belne. Here, after landing, he con ducted him by back lanes to the rear of a house on the Rue St. Honore, where, after knocking gently, they were ad mitted by a fair young girl about the same age as the young man who bore the marquis' name. She was so pretty, Indeed, that the fugitive gazed admiring ly on her charming features. " Citizen Journot," said a matronly woman, ns the marquis entered a large and comfortable room, " do you not remember me?" " I do not." ' Well, it is not strange. But when we last met it was in the Rue de la Palx, twenty years ago. This young woman was then an Infant in my arms, and you saved my husband from going to pris on." "Ah lyes, he has Just recalled the fact," said the marquis. " He Is temporarily in charge of the Conciergerle. But from that hour, with means you furnished, he has pros pered lu trade, and we have been abund antly blessed. Pauline, my daughter, Is about to wed this young man, another of your proteges. And now please to step into the next apartment." The Marquis Journot obeyed, and instantly found himself in the presence of bis wife and children. His kind but humble friends had secreted them in the hour of their great peril, and now brought them In safety to each other. Could gratitude have had better expres sion. That very night the marquis and his family were conducted in safety outside the walls of Paris, and Boughtand found in the provinces a place of safety until the Reign of Terror had ceased, and the demon of discord had drunk his fill of blood. Truly the kindly deed of the young marquis twenty years before had proved to be " Bread Cast upon the Waters," and had furnished him two surprises of an agreeable nature. ,, A Parrot Story. Two sailors who had a parrot with them, went into a magician's show, in an upper room in some foreign city. The three constituted the audience. After each feat of the magicians, one of the sailors would remark, " that's pretty good ; wonder what they'll do next." Finally one of the sailors asked permis sion to smoke, which the magicians granted, forgetting that in the room be neath was an immense quantity of gun powder. The Jack tars and the parrot Continued to enjoy the show, one sailor adding the pleasure of his pipe, and the other remarking after each trick, " That is pretty good; wonder what they'll do next." A spark from the smoker's pipe chanced to drop through a crack in the floor into the powder, and something suddenly occurred. Sailors and magi clans parrot and all, " rose above party prejudice," and were all blown to king dom come, in a million fragments, all except the poll-parrot. He landed in a heap of bruised flesh and burnt feathers in a potato patch, fyur miles away. 1I& was utterly demoralized. It took some moments to collect himself, and when he had partially done so he hopped limpingly upon a fence rail and remark ed: " That's pretty good ; wonder what they'll do'next." v KJ An Irishman chanced to be present at ajumping match, and seeming much interested in the contest, he was invited to try his skill. He gladly consented, and taking off his long black coat, laid it across a fence near by. Three dandies who had Just halted to witness the sport, thought it was a good chance to play him a trick. Accordingly, when his back was turned, one of them procured a piece of chalk and drew an ass' head on the back of Pat's coat, and waited to see the fun when he discovered the trick. He Boon returned for his coat, with a smile on his comical face. 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