Paris, Sept. 19.
M. Paul Deschanel's hard fate is a short but striking homily on the folly of worldly ambition. Here we have a gifted, cultured and industrious man who starts in life with many advantages and @evotes himself to one purpose—that of becoming chief magistrate of his country. He soon distinguished himself in Parliament and receives offers of portfolios, but he is resolved to avoid identifying himself with any section or party and to maintain a strict attitude of independence. By adherence to this policy he gradually establishes a reputation as the one man fitted to preside over the Chamber of Deputies. He sees Parliament through many crises and _steadfastly refuses to step down from the presidential chair and join in party strife. Finally, after waiting until he is well over 60, he achieves his ambition, is elected President of the Republic, and in three asionths becomes_a physical and mental wreck. He makes: a pathetic attempt to regain his lost strength by burying himself in the silence of the country, but in vain, and, only eight months after his election, he is definitely compelled to abandon the dignity for which he has been striving all his life. It is a sad ending to a long and dignified public career.
Eanty Stens or Faticue.
Almost immediately after he took up his residence at the Elysee, M. Deschanel complained of overfatigue, which he attributed to the sudden change in his mode of life, from the constant activity required from the President of the Chamber to the more sedentary occupations of the chief of the State. He took a few days' rest on the Riviera and returned to Paris feeling nich better, but i a few (weeks overstrain again showed itself. He caught influ. onza, and before he had recovered he undertook a long journey by train for the purpose of unveiling a monument. During the night -he opened a window of his saloon to get some fresh air, was seized with giddiness and fell out. He escaped with a few bruises, but the shock of the fall completed the overthrow of his nervous system. His doctors ordered a complete yest, and after stitying for some time at a country house in the Cure, he removed with his family to the chateau at Rambouillet.
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