The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-12-18

most live upon oat-cake and butter
milk. Invalids suffering from indigestion
will do well to drink buttermill1 at meal
times.
Letter of Louis veuillot to Gen. Troohu.
The following letter of the eminent jour
nalist, Louis Veuillot, to Gen. Trochu, il
well worthy of attention at this juncture Of
affairs. 1t is taken fromthe Paris Unirers
and translated for the New York Tablet:
General: To morrow am going to vote
to Keep you at the head of the Government
and to keep the Government with you.
shall say yes. But 1 confess, General
and my conscience, when interrogated,
must needs make its confession public
| confess that in voting for the maintenance
of the Republic, in doing my utmost to
swell the majority, act not from my love
for yonr colleagues, nor even with entire
confidence in you, although l honor you
Forgive me the expression, and allow me
to say: "You are not my man." You are
| tainted with being ''clerical." 1t is very
unjust to you. If my opinion were of any
account, would add that those who ac-
| cuse you of being as clerical as me are also
unjust to me. Although you may be one
of the most honest men in the world, and
a good and firm Christian as regards your
self-willing, doubt not, to die rather
than abjure the faith of Christ, you have
not, in my opinion, the quality or quantity
of social faith which we all owe to the
Gospel. You have what the world tole-
rates Of it, but not what society wants. If
I am mistaken, SO much the better for you
and for us. But 1 say as I think, and
think as see. / see nothing at all in your
public actions to convince me that the Cos
pei is for you the faith of public, as well us
private safety. You believe that it is al
1<~.vx Ii
tian in private life only. This is the es-
sence of the revolutionary poison, by it
the revolution manages to mislead minds
and deceive consciences that would be hor-
riied at it's other maxims; this is the poison
that is killing society. 1t is paraiyzing the
hearts and the arms that might save it. 1t
is taking from good men the vigorous mean
ing of just and unjust; it weakens in them
the generous majesty of the lawS it debars
them from greatness, it reduces them to
the uncertainty, the compromises, to all
the petty snbterfuges of poor human rea-
son, so mean and profoundly irrational
when it eXtlnguishes the lamp that God
You have. connected yourself with men
who could not see the light and whom you
will not permit to blindfold you. They
have with base cowardice abandoned the
Pope. You doubtless feared then to see
France crumble away, and yet you remained
with them, without, at least, imposing on
them the silence which was perhaps justi-
fed by our own misfortune. They would
persecute the Church, or connive at her
being prosecuted You, also, connived at
1t. They allowed those same men whom
you know, to insult the crucifix in the |
schools; they allowed these same men to |
force declarations of apostacy from the |
trust the education of the peoples children;
your conscience has doubtless told you |
that God would demand these souls Of YOU. |
and He will; but policy again INTERVIEWED
and you again yielded. They have re-
newed that stupid and insplent farce, the |
last legacy Of the Empire before Sedan; en-
phasizing blasphemy, they have dragged
their Voltaire into place more worthy of
him. And you are there, General; there
shall history behold you! And you are
likewise in Garibaldi's commission, making
him a French general when Plus TX. is
the King of Piedmont's prisoner. And you
are on still others of their documents. You
are-not before God hope-but before
posterity, of the number of those men who,
keeping guard on France in her agony al
low her to be nailed to the cross of the bad
thief, over the corpse of the Vicar of
Christ. All that is not "clerical.' Hither-
to L have not felt myself protected by
you, as ought to be, in my rights and
in my honor as q Christian and q citi-
zen. L have felt ON my head and on my
heart the foul feet of the mob, and have
despaired of the honor of my country's last.
day, The day before yesterday, when you
told that disgraceful crowd that you had
made Paris impregnable, did not believe
that you spoke the truth, because you had
not fulfilled the duty of making yourself
impregnable. Nevertheless, General, will
vote for you, because your words to-day
are better, and show, at least, a resolution
too long looked for in vain. In those words
/ see neither the Christian, nor the "ceri-
cal" who would on no account abandon
the Church; but perceive in them at least
the general and the brave man who will
not give up his country. Retain power,
then, or, rather, receive it, and henceforth
command boldly. Be the man for France,
mouthful of bread, to the last cartridge, to
the last drop of blood. We no longer ask
you for victory; God will give it, if He
pleases; we ask only honor. The honor of
devotion and sacrifice is ever in the hand
til at seeks to save it, and if the enemy
digs our grave, honor can we'll make it Il
cradle.