New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-12-20


And I'll sing Of Ireland's ancient days. when he,
Who led the chase and the manly race. thro' forest
field and glen;
Whose only word w.s the shining svord-~hose
For that dear old land, that sweet old Land. vheye
the beautiful rivers flow.
Relice Of the Pase.5
"Oliva" writes from Washington to the
Philadelphia Press:
At the present time strange commotion
is noticed in that unpretendiDg building
now occupied by the State Department.
There is . quaking Of nerves and rafting
of the fossil bones that comprise the clerical
force Of this time, bonored institution. The
awful archives of the government, which
have been handed down from the days of
Louis XVI. to the present Republican dy-
nasty, are being carefully laid ont in boxes
and bags prior to their removal to the
grand maus0leum prepared for them by the
great architect Mullet. of public building
fame.
A royal dust ascends from the crumbling
manuscripts upon which kings, princes and
potentates have stamped their naughty
seals. On long, broad sheet Of paper, the
color of Q dainty moerschaum, the Inflated
husband of Marie Ant0inette signed his
name in q bold, round, school boy hand.
Very precious to the American heart is this
fast crumbljng bit Of silken tissue. Not
because o royal hand has pressed IL. 1t
came to the barefooted boys Of Valley
Forge, the first of the great powers of the
earth to recognise the ragged regiments of
the wilderness, accrediting the first foreign
minister to the republic struggling for ex-
istence in the far off western world. Then
follow his letters telling rs about the births,
marriages and deaths in his own family.
Martyred Louis Cspet, whose blood was
tons! This fast mouldering paper will be-
come pinch of dust; but so long a. kings
and princes are remembered by the Ameri
can people, Leuis XVI. of France will
stand foremost ON tho list. The head of
Louis has rolled from the block, and here
is paper signed by Siezes, President of
the National Assembly. Only . few words
pass by itaaickly, for the eye has caught
sight Of pa pr signed BY ell the members
of the so-csl1ed Committee of Public Safety.
It bears the awful autographs of Robes
The faded ink has strong resemblance to
the tracings Of blood. ls the handwriting
an index Of character?. Robespierre writes
in fine, cramped characters, but there is no
trembling of the fingers that welded that
pen. 1t is placed of to the right alone, by
itself, as if his solitary nature cOlored the
smallest actions of his lite. To the left the
clear. open writing Of Carn0t, and to judge
from his signature he must have been frank
and fearless, with q will moulded and
tempered like steel. In the pictured flame
of imagination he stands superbly royal, as
a man, like Rsphsel's artistic creations of
Christ. This is the handwriting of Burere. 1t
is flung upon the paper with lightning dash
of the pen. 1t represents the highest force
below the Infinite. Power arrogated and
subjdgated from Almighty God. Blood!
Blood! Blood! Stand upon your feet! In
one sense you are in the presence of Nspo-
leon the First. This is . letter from the
great Emperor short, sharp. and direct to
Instead of writing his name in the usual
parallel way, he turns the paper sideways
and writes almost lengthwise the one single
name. "Napoleon," and his signature is as
hard to read % that Of the late Horace
Greeley or that of the absent John w. For
ney. lhe most interesting communication
of the group is where he announces his mar
riage with the Archduchess Marie Louise of
Austria. How hard he bears on with the pen,
and when he finishes he makes . stroke un-
derneath bis name, as though the instrument
Now follows the news Of the birth of the
King of Rome. This is done after the form
OF all such royal announcements. This
autograph loses the ferceness of its prede-
cessOrs. 1t seems to say. II have a success
sor now; there il nothing more to be
And here is one from the kingly
Jerome, otherwise known as the American
Bonaparte. He writes to us, but makes not
the slightest allusi0n to the beautiful Mise
Patterson, Of Baltimore. He says he has
ascend the throne of Westphalia, and he
wants his GOOD friends in the distant repub-
lie to know it.
This bit of crumbling paper has rested
the hand of Louis, husband OF
Queen of Holland. There are
some men VINO will shine in lustre, not by
the light of their own radiance, but by
OF the luminous glory cast upon
Them by the grand women with whom they
have been known.
This extensive sheet of paper, with it's
two seals, as large o. small saucer, is q
letter from Alexander, Gar of all the
Russias, contemporary of the Great
Napoleon, father of Imperial Nicholas, and
grandfather of the present noble ruler, who
ways the destiny Of half continent. 1t is
written in Russian, and the polite keeper of
The treasures did not make a translation.
And what is this. There is great deal
If writing done by our public men 30
,roOked and illegible that it would crimson
The cheek Of infancy if it was guilty Of
Iuch work, but here is q royal signature
which eclipses Choate and all his illustrious
ollowers. It is the handwriting of crazy |
George Ill. 1t could not be read except |
hat it is attached to paper recalling .
Minister in the year 1909, and the keeper Of |
he treasures says it is authentic. 1t does
lot look like writing, but resembles the |
racks of almost any kind Of small monster
# the eaurian age.
Here is a paper from the Queen OF Por. |
ueal, the first royal document from q |
hand Alas! alas how shall it |
70 described? 1t is not writing The Queen
as made her mark-five queenly dots, and
he poor little ink spots are plebian to the
ast degree. Imagine three dabs in q row, |
aeh az small i. as pin point the middle dot
OTIS which go to make the five, and you see
he sign manual of Donna Maria, once
.ueen of Portugal. Is it possible this SOW.
reign could not write, for. according to the
oval usage, kings, princes and pOtentates
re not above signing their names! In
uiry discl0ses the fact that those nations
hose existence marks the edge of civilizs-
on refrain from doing that which would
lamp them ~ other mortals. A Portu.
uese subject of the higher class knows how
} write, consequently the sovereign must
lake dot tor the sign manual Of royalty.
And here is = letter from the shadows Of
,e Alhambra. It is signed NCarlos.n in !
old, beautiful hand. It 10 the writing of
harles W., monarch Of Spain. The dainty
Avor of Moor and Castiljan lire seems to
ermeate the silken paper. Land Of Ger.
antes! Birthplace of knight errantry! Ono
! the most exquisite things on earth IL tho
panish pride. We come now to . mourn
II letter iron tho fA&her Of The present