trouble has brung these gray hairs and this premature balditude, Yes, gentlemen, you see before you, in blue jeans and misery, the wanderin', exiled, trampled-on, and sufferin' rightful King of France."

Well, he cried and took on so, that me and Jim didn't know hardly what to do, we was so sorry—and so glad and proud we'd
"I AM THE LATE DAUPHIN."

got him with us, too. So we set in, like we done before with the duke, and tried to comfort him. But he said it warn't no ure, nothing but to be dead and done with it all could do him any good; though he said it often made him feel easier and better for a while if people treated him according to his rights,