The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1867-09-14

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a.sa PARIS, August %, 1867.
A disclosure, readers-many dis
closures! IF the sun were not so fear
fully hot that cold anywhere, even a
cold in ones head, would be almost
acceptable, I should say that what /
have to reveal is fit tale for the fire.
side corner, when, as novel writer's
will have it, 'sthe elements are un-
chained. and the sinister moaning of
the winds, the creaking of doors on
their rusty hinges, and the cries of the
owl" &C., make stories peculiarly APP
propriate, If we believe the tradition
airy lore of authorship. a1sys''1
My story being more romantic than
a romance, and the elements being all
chained up for the glory Of gauze and
white muslin, there existing besides
more gorgeous plumage abroad than
owls, / must cody relate what have
to say by the futter Of fans instead of
the flicker of flames. & -. ~,
A Russian princess In the Partisan
grand monde has lately spread the re-
port that opals are the surest and tru-
est soothsayers that ever woman con-
suited in narrowing doubt. She had
set Of these gems; it had been given
her by an admirer, a gentleman, of
course; he was absent, and had sud-
denly ceased to correspond regularly.
The melancholy lady one morning
opened the box containing his p.osent
and fancied her opals looked wan.
She held them to the light; they pos
lively shone less than mother Of pearl.
The image of my heat size sighed,
and put the box aside. That day she
received letter; her admirer was very
ill. ..Ah. the opals." exclaimed the
lady, and FASTENED in search Of the
box The set looked very sickly in
deed. Hes worse" exclaimed the
princess: and all her visitors that day
had to be witnesses of the hourly
change in her gems. The following
morning at day dawn the box, was
again consulted. The opals were per-
fectly colorless. They looked like
fishes eyes; just as expressive, without
shade of wink or blink in them. The
princess tears can be fancied but not
described. At twelve the opals had
erumbled into dust, when shrieks and
spasms eusued. At one, the postman
delivered letter, bordered round
with black edges--the admirer was
dead! need not say that 5prostration
completedthe sorrows of that day. and
the news ran like wildfire that opafs
were magnetic fortune tellers-mag-
netic, electric, mesmeric, or anything
ladies do not understand. The Paris
papers have all. more or less, recorded
the above circumstances, consequently
there isia great exchange of pearl land
diamond rings for opals. To have the
state Of ones beloved ever plainly in
Dictated on ones fingers is too evident
an advantage to be gainsayed.
While this opal mania is on the fair
sex itwould be useless to expostulate
or. to try to explain causes and effects
The opals crumbled and he died. is
the staggering answer to reasoning.
But before your readers invest, too
largely IN opals, ere the mania has
reached New York, the following is
worth consideration Turquoises,
pearls and opals all died out in certain
atmospheric circumsta noes: they lose
their brilliancy first, but instead of at
ttributing to them a knowledge of the
| health or feelings of those who offered
them it would be we'll to ascertain
what has affected them. Acid damp
kills them: an opal touched by vine
gar falls into calcinated powder. se
After this disclosure, another. The
sensation of the week has been Nine.
Frigard's trial. Let no one demur to
find the account of trial in a fashion
letter. A court where the worst cases
are judged is the most fashionable
place in the world ladies love to look
at VIGOROUSLY bad murder. The
Prefet's wife at 'Melum, and all the