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It would be wicked to withhold a pleasure from the good, in passing
over what happen'd to this poor Chevalier of St. Louis about nine
months after.

It seems he usually took his stand near the iron gates which lead
up to the palace, and as his croix had caught the eyes of numbers,
numbers had made the same enquiry which I had done.--He had told
them the same story, and always with so much modesty and good
sense, that it had reach'd at last the king's ears;--who, hearing
the Chevalier had been a gallant officer, and respected by the
whole regiment as a man of honour and integrity,--he broke up his
little trade by a pension of fifteen hundred livres a year.

As I have told this to please the reader, I beg he will allow me to
relate another, out of its order, to please myself: --the two
stories reflect light upon each other,--and 'tis a pity they should
be parted.


THE SWORD. RENNES.


When states and empires have their periods of declension, and feel
in their turns what distress and poverty is,--I stop not to tell
the causes which gradually brought the house d'E-, in Brittany,
into decay. The Marquis d'E- had fought up against his condition
with great firmness; wishing to preserve, and still show to the
world, some little fragments of what his ancestors had been;--their
indiscretions had put it out of his power. There was enough left
for the little exigencies of OBSCURITY.--But he had two boys who
looked up to him for LIGHT;--he thought they deserved it. He had
tried his sword--it could not open the way,--the MOUNTING was too
expensive,--and simple economy was not a match for it: --there was
no resource but commerce.

In any other province in France, save Brittany, this was smiting
the root for ever of the little tree his pride and affection wish'd
to see re-blossom.--But in Brittany, there being a provision for
this, he avail'd himself of it; and, taking an occasion when the
states were assembled at Rennes, the Marquis, attended with his two
boys, entered the court; and having pleaded the right of an ancient
law of the duchy, which, though seldom claim'd, he said, was no
less in force, he took his sword from his side: --Here, said he,
take it; and be trusty guardians of it, till better times put me in
condition to reclaim it.

The president accepted the Marquis's sword: he staid a few minutes
to see it deposited in the archives of his house--and departed.

The Marquis and his whole family embarked the next clay for
Martinico, and in about nineteen or twenty years of successful
application to business, with some unlook'd for bequests from
distant branches of his house, return home to reclaim his nobility,
and to support it.

It was an incident of good fortune which will never happen to any
traveller but a Sentimental one, that I should be at Rennes at the
very time of this solemn requisition: I call it solemn;--it was so

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