The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1847-06-12
Vol. 10. No, At. Whole No. 515

had become so familiar with his dangerous
situation, that he was almost in love with liz
exciting periIs, lie had even taught the pam
Their her name. She looked up in his face
when he called 'Mignonne.'
When the sun went down she uttered n
deep and melancholy cry. 'She is well edu
Gated exclaimed the soldier. She has earr-
ed 10 say her evening prayers.
He reioiced TO see the panther stretch her
selfout in drowsy attitude.
THAT is right my pretty little blOnde, said
he-'You had better so OF sleep first
He trusted to his own activity 10 escape
during her sumber He waited patently;and
when she seemed sound asleep, he walked
vigorously towards the Nile. But he had not
gone quarter of league over the sand,
when lie heard the panther bouncing after
hun, uttering at intervals long sharp cry.
'Ofa truth said he, her friendship is very
hatterng; il must be her first love. Before
she came up, the Frenchman fell into one Of
those traps Of loose sand from which il is ul-
most impossible to eXtricnte ones self The
panther seized him by the collar, and with i'll
credible strength brought him to the other
side of the ditch at a single bound.
my dear Mignonne! exclaimed the soldier,
caressing her with enthusiasm, our FREUD
ship is for life or DEATH
He retraced his steps. Now, he had crea-
ture that loved him, TO whom he could talk il
seemed as if the whole desert was peopled.--
Having made signal flag of his shirt, ho
concluded to wait patiently for human sue
cor. Ii was his intention TO have watched
during the night, hut sleep overpowered him.
When he awoke, Mignonne was gone. He
assembled the cminence TO look for her, and
soon perceived her at a distance clearing the
desert, with those long high bounds, peculiar
to her species. She arrived with bloody jaws,
When receiving his caresses, she purred IA
loud and fixed her eyes upon him with even
more loudness than ever. The soldier pated
her neck, ard talked to her as he would do To
domestic animal-'Ab, all, Miss you have
been eating some ofthe Margarine. Amt
you ashnmed2 Never mind-they are worse
animals than you are. But please don't take
a fancy to grind up Frenchman. Ifyou do
you won't have me to love you any more
This singular animal was so fond ofcaress7
es and play, that if her companion sat many
minutes without noticing her, she would put
her paw in his lap TO attract attention. Sew
eraI days passed thus,
The panther was always successful in her
excursions for food, and always returned full
Of affection and JOY; she became used to all
the infections ofthe soldiers voice, and I'M
derstood the expressions ofbs face. Some
times he amused his weary hours by counting
the spots on her golden fur, and observing
how beautifully they were shaded: she show
ed no dspleasure even when he held her by
the tail to count the splendid white and black
rings, that gttered in the sunshine like prec-
ions stones. Ii was pleasure 10 look upon
the graceful outlines Of her form, the CLASSY
smoothness of her neck, aud the majestic car
riage other head. She delighted him most
when in frolic. Her extreme grace lllness
and agility ms she glided swiftly alongjumped,
bounded, and rolled over was truly surprising.
When she was daring up the rocky eminence
at her swiftest speed, she would stop sudden
ly and beautifully, us the. Frenchman called
'Mignonme."
One day very large bird sailed through
the air over their heads. In the desert any
thing that has life is intensely interesting
The Frenchmnn quilted the panther TO watch
the flight of the bird as ne slowly and heavily
famed the air. I'm few minutes the Sulta.
ma of the desert began TO growl. 'Shr is Ger
tainly Jealous thought the soldier, as he look
ed at her fierce and glittering eyes. They
gazed ntelligiby at each other-and the
proud coquette leaped ms she felt his hand OF
her head; her eyes flashed like lightning, and
she shut them hard.
The creature must have SOUL exclaimed
the FreDchmau.
L MS dCCOHlIl WIS gwen Hlb ny lIle suIulCf
himself while was ahmring the dociliiy Of
The powerful animal in the menagerie at Paris
/ do not know continued the parrator, 'whn,
had done TO displease Mignonne so much
Or whether the creature was merely in sport,
but she turned and snapped her teeth at me.
md seized bold ofmy leg. She did it without
'iolence-but thinking that she was about 10
ievour me, plunged my dagger INTO her
neck. The poor creature rolled over, utter.
ng a cry that firoze my heart. She made no
,ttempt TO revenge my bow,hu looked upon
ne in her dying agony. would have given
Ill the world 10 have called her to life. 1t was
rs if had murdered friend. Some French
soldiers, WHO discovered my signal, found mo
some hours afterward weeping by the side
If her dead body
Ah,well,' said he after a mournful silence,
/ have been in the wars of Germany. Spain
Prussia and France-but never have seen
anything that produced such sensations as the
1esert--oh, how beautiful it vast
what feelings did it excite?' asked ].
Feelings that are not TO be spoken, re-
,lied the soldier solemnly. q do not always
egret my cluster of palm trees and my pan
her; but sometimes their remembrance make
ne sad; in the desert there is everything and
here is nothing.
'What do you mean by that%
q cannot tell,' said he, impatiently-afters
PAUSE he added, God is there without man.
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