he reached France, all were anxious to see the wonderful fighter—the hero of the Colonial navy—the conqueror of the “Drake.” But Jones was there for a purpose which it took him a year to accomplish, but which had great results, as we shall see in the next chapter.
Meanwhile he enjoyed himself as people are apt to do in care-free and merry France, and his agreeable manners and charming personality took him into the most polite and cultivated society of that polite and cultivated land. He became a “lion,” which is a name that people give to men who are very much sought after, though why a man who is thus honored should be called a lion in preference to a tiger or a giraffe, I am sure I do not know. However this may be, I am glad to tell you that John Paul Jones was not spoiled in the least by all these flatteries and attentions, though I am equally sorry to have to tell you that he remained an old bachelor all his life.
