The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1856-01-11
NUMBER I31.

heart. They are faithful troops who die at
their posts, but | want cohorts Zeuaves,
bouchi bod -chouks, who will yex the enemy.
A legion of birds are attracted by the yiolets;
some of them have flown on jules VIM
dows.
MY voLTIGUERs HAVE SCALED THE PLAcE--THE
MINES, 8. ,ssfs1s
have thought Of having a lover of the time
of Catherine de Medieia. / have called 70 my
aid sorcery, that mine of platonic love. IH
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:
aPlace at midday mirror at the back of
your chamber open your window to the sun
lin its full; sprinkle salt ON the SUMS rays, say
.Adel Kabf three times, and your futures will
appear sss 4..s.s
AS that didn't need the blood of new born
babes, nor yipers' tongues picked, nor four
leayed shamrock to complete faF' spell, tried
the sorcery. placed my mi- or before the
sun, sprinkled the salt and JuAa appeared lt
was not a miracle, it was she herself. Mirrors,
which they call fatterers, are ungrateful; they
do not respect the absent. e
OPENING or THE BREAoH. s
It is religious fete to-day. Monks arc
moving in process sion, and trirmphal arches ae
everywhere erected. Some ingenious PERSONS
have placed an arch which unites jules win
dow with my own. The priest has blessed US
both on our knees. Ee has said D6Da5nTs uobas-
citna," and we have both replied +" Et cam spiy-
itu tao" and our voices have mingled in tho
same prayer They have disappeared The
rain falls We must save the flowers which
have been blessed. Julie looks at me- I
loosen my neck-tie, and say tirnidly, "Draw
toward yourself, Madam Julie smiles. She
draws in the flowers, and with them aotes
an avowal, declaration, which placed
Iamong the lilies. wrote as follows:
81 love you with pure and holy love. Do
you allow it? Do you repulse it? A sign
| will signify. If am odious OF ridiculous
throw the flowers into the street."
Why do I tremble2 Have I not made q
breach?
THE EPIDEMIC.
She has not thrown away the flowers, but
she has shut the window. / am then an in
truder. / have taken away her liberty, her
lair, her sun. I have manacled her with FAM.
tine-Ii What to do? am mad. l have
fever know not what / am doing, but they
have placed me on my couch. / talk of my
flowers of my sorcery, / am in delirium.
THE TREATY OF PEACE.
] have been sick a long time. My good
mother has watched me like saint. l re-
turn to life, but feeble as child.
| more siegesf my mother asks. R "More
dangerous views from your window p
40, mother,' said |, 'sthe siege is raised. But
my army Of flowers, deprived of water, is
dead.''
You calumniate your troops. In a loyal
war, the victorious enemy leaves the soldier
his sword, the flower its perfume the bird its
song. Your soldiers have had the benefit of
an honorable capitulationg'
ssYou jest?n
aNo As a mother, having the sixty years
necessary for diplomist, have called togeth-
er congress, have opened conferences,
have arranged the protocol, have discussed
the guarantees.n
Il don't understand. = a
4 "Having to treat with noble power, have
contracted with her an alliance offensive and
defensiye.'' =
"What would you say?y
aLook! behold the interview of the two em-
perors."
II gazed; by my bedside stood julie" She
extended her small hand and said, "Monsieur,
here is one-half Of boquet which belongs to
you.Y
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