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'AUTHOR AND CRITIC HAVE A CUTE LITTLE DUEL
OVER IN DUELLY PARIS
Paris, Feb. 16. The funniest
duel that ever happened in this
1 city.of funny duels was pulled off
It. was between Emile Mas,
critic of a theatrical journal, and
Gaston de Caillavet, author of a
comedy now playing at the Com
And it was very ferocious oh,
1 awfully ferocious ! One of Cailla
vet s seconds is in the hospital
from coming too close to it.
The trouble was all over Cail
lavet's play. Mas had said in the
paper that he didn't think much
of it as a play, or as a joke.
Caillavet stopped the critic in
the lobby of the Theatre Comedie
Francaise, and called him a prune,
or something like that.
Mas retorted that Caillavet was
a flat-faced Esquimaux, and Cail
lavet let his temper get away
with him, and actually slapped
Of course, such an insult could
only be wiped out in blood, es
pecially as there were ladies
present when the slapping took
Mas challenged Caillavet to
fight for his life. Caillavet said
they would fight with swords.
"But I don't know how to fight
with a sword, monsieur," ex
"Neither do I, monsieur, so we
shall 'be equal," said Caillavet.
So, this morning, at 6 o'clock,
Mas and Caillavet, four gentle
men friends and six physicians,
hied them a shady spot outside
When they got"" their swords,
both Mas and Caillavet started
for each other, holding the
swords by. the business endsand
evidently intending to wallop
each other with the' hilts.
Their seconds dissuaded' them.
"You mustn't do that," they ex
plained. "No gentlenia'n clubs
his enemy with a sword. He
pricks htm so !"
After a lot of explaining, Mas
and Caillavet got on to the'game
of holding the swords by the hilts
and went at each other again.
But they still had the club idea
in their head, and instead of try
ing to pink each other with the
swords went slashing away as if
they wanted to carve up the
That's how one of Callavet's
seconds got his. He came too
close, and was run through the
arm twice by Mas. '
Oh, it was a bloody affair!
After about half an hour of
chasing each other around and
Mas' sword touched Caillavet on
Anxious seconds stopped the
"Voyez vous de le sang?" cried
one to a physician, meaning:
"Can you see any blood, kid?''
"Oui oui, oui, oui," -said the
physician dancing up and down,
and pointing to a tiny spot on
Caillavet's forearm, about the
size of a dime.
"Then honor is satisfied," sigh-