The examiner. [volume] (Louisville, Ky.) 1847-1849, 1849-11-17

as " as Inc custom, TOOK the boquets one
by one, thanking every giver by some
spriehtly word. Pretending to play with
the spaniel, and to repress its indiscreet ca.
resses, he placed every bunch Of flowers
near the animals nose, and then laid j,
down on the mosaic table. Madame de
Pompadour laughed, but hid her laughter
with her fan.
III they feel hurt p said she, in wits.
per.
'lt is your spaniel, countess, replied the
king gallantly.
The foreign ministers had precedence.
and had presented all their boquets. The
members Of the royal family came next,
having courteously allowed the diplomatic
corps to precede them. The king took the
boquet from the hands OF the nearest Of the
blood-royal, who stepped back bowling ~
held the flowers to the spaniel's nose; the
poor brute shifted it, reeled, and fell deed!
Madame de Pompadour turned pale, and
would have shrieked, but the king had
warned her by look.
Not word whispered he; it is MOTH
ing Drop the folds OF your dress over the
poor animal. 1t has died to make true the
saying, "Son OF king-brother Of king
never king!"
The ceremony proceeded, Louis XIV.
completely concealing his emotion, while
Madame de Pompadour smothered her alarm
and curiosity. AS soon as all was over, the
king retired to his chamber, and sent for
the lieutenant of police, who at once was
struck by his solemn manner.
Am ! to arrest the guilty, sire?
You were correctly informed, Bellisle.
Last year the dagger Of Damiens; this time
bunch Of flowers; and always from the
same quarter. l cannot, nor ought to
punish. order you to desst from inqur-
ing into this mystery Where is the man
who saved me?'
Close at hand, sire, replied the lieuten.
ant, who knew well whence the blow
came, and also that it descended from too
exalted hand and too near relative to be
noticed.
Bring him TO me-
i am al your orders, sire; and the lieu.
tenant of police bowed. NJ. Berth de
Bellisle was far too honest a man to do as
most Of his predecessors would have done:
used the discovery, and kept all the meri, to
themselves.
i have brought this good man with me,
sire, continued Berlin: he is in the guard
room, all confused and alarmed at being in
palace in his rude working dress
so much the better, said the king: it is
at least an honest costume and an honest
occupation. Bring him in, Monsieur de
Bellisle; will receive him better than
would courter.' Berlin de Bellisle went
out, ard returned leading the frotteur by
the hand. Jean Preyost-bold, stout iel.
low though he was-trembled, held down
his head, and turned and twisted his cap in
his hands, quite unaware that he was pull
ing it all to pieces.
Embrace your king cried Louis XIV.
with grateful tear in his eye; that is your
first reward.
Sire said Jean, falling on his knees, i
ask no reward but the feeling of having
saved your majesty
Come hither';' and The king seized him,
and kissed him on both cheeks.
Il am unworthy of such honor.
What can | do for your asked Louis
XIV, who was capable Of very good emo
tons.
Il ask nothing, sire.
But insist. Whatever you shall as
you shall have
If your majesty could give me Pauline,
whispered jean Provost.
On, OH laugned Louis XIV, once more
himself again: "a love affair. Come, the
frotteur shall sup tonight with the king
whose ife he has saved, and tell his story.
Bellisle, send coach for him in the morn
ing, or rather come yourself. will give
you further instructions about this matter.
But silence, my friend; not a word
The Lieutenant Of police retired, and
Louis XIV, who was always delighted at
novelty and an unexpected amusement,
took the frotteur, Just as he was, to the Tri.
anon, where he was to sup with Madame
de Pompadour; and there, in the presence
Of the beautiful court favorite, made him
tell his story, which Jean did with a mai |
vete, truth, and sincerity, which deeply in
terested the king, used wholly to another
atmosphere. Next morning Louis, after
shaking Jean warmly by the hand, and
holding private conference with Bellisle,
said, You shall have house in the park,
my friend, near the Trianon. You shall
be honorary head gardener, with hundred
louis month for your salary, and every
morning you shall bring ME a boquet. /
shall thus never forget you, nor the cause
which conpels my everlasting gratitude
Next morning, at an early hour, before
the business Of the day commenced, and
while porter was taking down the shut
tiers of the shop, NJ. Boulard called his
wife and Pauline into his little office. The
good mans air was grave, and little an
noyed. He had gone out the previous eve
ming, and returned at late hour. Pauline
had long since retired to rest, but NJ. Bou-
lard had he'd long conference with his
wife. The excellent citizen spoke with
and not without little anger,
but finally cooled down before the soothing
IF his wife.
Besides said he triumphantly, she can
never hesitate. Bah prefer a wretched
rotteur to Q substantial citizen-never!
Pauline began M. Boulari in the NOR
hing, Il have to speak seriously to you. 1t
Gems your marriage must be decided on at {
'nce, since high people have troubled them. t