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Show Tales of Clemenceau. When Georges Clemencenu, tho now prime minister of Franco, wns appointed ap-pointed minister of tho Interior nnd pnld his visit to tho ofllco ho camo upon a secret document concerning himself which sot forth minutely all tho details of his political career and Innumerable episodes of his life. Ono Item related to certain weekly visits which ho had paid to a mysterious person, supposed to bo nn enemy of tho government, with whom he spent an hour or so on each occasion. Tho mysterious ono, ns a matter of fact, was M. Clemenccnu's.chlropodlst, nnd tho minister took pains to havo this grotesquo information Inserted In tho serious document. A couple of months ago ho knocked nt tho door of tho prison of St. Laznro nnd desired the portor to give him a little bread. He looked so little llko a beggar that the porter burst out laughing, but at tho same time promised prom-ised tho bread. "Still," ho added, "I don't think you'll llko It." "Thnt Is oxnetly what I want to sco," replied the llttlo old man. "I am M. Clemencenu, Clemen-cenu, tho minister of tho Interior." Tho portor looked Beared as ho mechanically me-chanically handed tho minister tho bread, then rushed wildly off to tho prison authorities. M. Clemenceau ate his frugal meal In silence and, turning to the ofllclals, who hnd by this tlmo assembled, snlil: "Tho bread certainly Is not good. A complaint has been niado and I determined deter-mined to tasto the stuff myself." Next day now Hour of higher grndo replaced tho old nnd hotter bread resulted. |
