m in v Saved by a Medal of the Virgin. There has recently died in Paris a man who was not only a brilliant journalist, jour-nalist, but an inveterate duellist. That is, he was a duellist in the dnjv when that was fashionable, and when a witty phrase might have had a very serious' consequence. Luckily French duels1 have never been, as a rule, so serious as duels among Anglo-Saxons, possibly for the neason that while the Latin likes a dramatic climax, he does not particularly crave for bloodshed; and Paul De Cassagnac, the man in question, ques-tion, lived to the age of 61, despite the many "affairs of honor" in which he participated. One duel which he fought: will!.'. ever, be remembered ; among French journalists, for it was the means of bringing to ridicule Henri Rochefort, who was at that time far and away the crudest blasphemer of the Catholic religion in France. The story, as told by "S. D." in the New: York Evening Post, runs: "The duel was with pistols and CassagiiHe did not I miss his aim. But the ball, hitting j Rochefort plumb in the abdomen, was j found to have been flattened against. I , some hard substance and to have pro- I duced only a bruise. On further ex- j animation it was found that the cynical cyn-ical Voltairian had been" protected by ' a medal of the Blessed Virgin cew'ed j into his waistband. Rochefort, made ridiculous and mortified beyond meas-sure, meas-sure, declared loudly that the pious medal had been placed there by some ! female relative without b;r knowledge but it probably saved his life all the same."