Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1856-02-21
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language has an Interpreter in every heart
They are faithful troops who die at their posts.
but want cohorts, Zouaves, bnuch-bou-c -chouks,
who will vex the enemy. I have found them
hardy, sanguinary, invincble. legion Of
birds ere attracted by the vioets, some of them
have flown on jules windows.
MY voITlGEuRs HAVE SCALED THE PLAcE-THE
have thought of having lover of the time
of Catherine de Medics | have called to my
aid sorcery, that mine of platonc love. In my
library is little book called Secrets of the Great
Albert. have sought the simplest means of
knowing her who loves me. Behold the
recipe:
{, " Place at mid-day mirror at the back of
| your chamber; open your window to the sun in
its full sprinkle salt on the suns rays, say
Ade Kab three times, and your future will
appear"
As that didn't need the blood of new born
babes, nor vpers' tongues picked, nor four-leaved
shamrock to complete the spell, tried the sor-
cery placed my mirror before the sun, sprink-
led the salt, and Julie appeared 1t was not
miracle, it was she herself Mirrors, which they
call fatterers, are ungreatful; they do not respect
the absent.
OPENING OF THE BREACH
1t is a religious fete to day. Monks are
moving in procession, and triumphal arches are
| b,y n,
ced an arch which unites jules window with
my own. The prizes! has blessed US both on our
knee He has said " "Dominus uobiscun.,'
and we both replied " Et cum spiritu tuo, and
our voice have mingled in the same prayer
They have disappeared. The rain falls We
must save the flowers which have been blessed.
Julie looks at me. loose my neck-tie, and say
tmidly. "DraW towards yourself Madam"
Julie smiles. She draws in the flowers, and
with them note, an avowal declaration, which
placed among the lilies. wrote as follows:
81 love you with pure and holy love- Do
you allow it! Do you Repulse itl A sign will
signify If am odious or ridiculous, throw the
uuNCIo lHto lilC 1tlcCt
Why do troublel Have not made a
breach
THE EPIDEMIC.
She has not thrown away the flowers, but she
has shut the window. | am then an intruder
| have taken away her liberty, her air, her sun.
| have manacled her with famine-I. What to
.l,1 I Lo, n Z
what am doing, but they have placed me on my
couch. | talk of my sopeery, am in a de-
lirium.
THE TREATY OF PEACE.
have been sick long time My good moth
er has watched me like saint. | return to life
as feeble as a child.
"More sleges?" my mother asks. more
dangerous views from your window"
30, mother" said I, g the siege is raised
But my army of flowers, deprived of water, is
dead"
You caluminate your troops. In loya
war, the victorious enemy leaves the soldier his
sword, the flower its perfume, t. bird its song.
|
able capitulation.'
"You JEST" =
"No As mother, having the sixty years
necessary for diplomatist, have called together
a congress, have arranged the protocols, have
discussed the guarantees"
81 don't understand"
| Having TO treat with noube power | have
contracted with her an alliance offensive and de-
fensve.
"What 'yould you say "
:" Look behold the interview of the two EN-
perors."
81 gazed, by my bedside stood Julie. She ex
tended her small hand and said, Monsieur,
here is one half of bouquet which belongs to
you"