The Indianapolis leader. (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1879-1890, 1880-04-24

somewhere to dine, after hearing great
praises of French cookery, he saw pot OF
soup brought in with bit of meat floating
on the top of it, upon which he pulled of
his coat, and being asked why he did so,
said: "Sure l am going to have swim for
that little bit of mate there"
Among the adventures recorded of the
brigade, one of the most amusing was an
occurrencein the time of the Regent Orleans.
in honor of whose birthday a grand mas
querade was given in Paris 1t was a high
class affair; tickets were double louis dor
EACH all the rank and beauty of Paris were
assembled around the Regent, and costly
and luxurious supper crowned the attrac-
tions of the night. While the entertain
ment was proceeding, one of the Princes
suite approached and whispered to him, ut
is worth your Royal Ilighness' while to step
into the supper rooms; there is yellow
Domino there, who is the most extraordi.
nary cormorant ever witnessed; he is a prod
| ICY your Highness, he never stops eating and
drinking and the attendants say, moreover,
that he has not done so for many hours"
His Royal Highness went accordingly, and
sure enough there was the yellow Domino,
laying about him as described and swallow.
ing everything as ravenously at if he had
only just begun. Raised pies fell before him
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pheasants and quails seemed to fly down his
throat, in little covey-the wine he drank
threatened scarcity, whatever might be |
the next vintage After watching him for |
sometime, the Duke acknowledged he was a |
wonder, and laugingly left the room; but |
shortly afterward, on passing through an
other, he saw the yellow Domino again, and
as actively ut work as ever, devastating the |
the dishes everywhere and emptying the
champagne bottles as rapidly as they were
brought to him. Perfectly amazed, the
Duke at last could not restrain his curiosity.
"Who," he asked, sis that insatiate ogre
that threatens such humiliation to all the
labors of our cooks?" Accordingly one of
the suite was dispatched to him. "His Royal
Highness the Duke of Orleans desires the
yellow Domino to unmask." But the DOM
inc begged to be excused, pleading the priv
ilege of masquerade. ''There is higherlaw,"
replied the offer; "the royal order must be
obeyed." "Well, then" answered the incog-
nito, eff it must be so, it must" and un-
masking, exhibited the ruddy visage of an
Irish trooper.
"Why, in the name of Polyphemus" ex.
claimed the Regent as he advanced to him,
''who and what are you? 1 have seen you
eat and drink enough for dozen men at
"Well, Them" said the trooper, 'since the
saycret must come out, phase your royal
highness, l am one of Clare's Horse-that's
the guard of honor to-night-and when our
men were ordered out wecubbed our money
to buy ticket and agreed to take our turn
ut the supper table, turn and turn about"
"Whatp exclaimed the Duke, "the whole
troop coming to supper?"
"Oh, it's asy, phase your Highness; sure one
domino would do for all of us, if ache TUX it
in turn. I'm only the eighteenth man. and
there's twelve more of us to come"
The loud laughter of the jovial Duke,
probably the heartiest he had had for long {
time, was the response to this explanation, {
followed by louis dor to the Dragon, and ,
a promise to keep his ''saycret," till the en- ,
ire troop had supped.
The career cfthe Irish Brigade closed with
he approach of the French Revolution, and
fortunately for them, no doubt;l since had
hey remained in France, there is little ques-
ion they would have maintained their loyal
y, and been massacred like the Swiss. But
before they were broken up they were adj
dressed by the King in person, who thanking
hem with much emotion for their devotion {
o the house of Bourbon, which they had dis '
played throughout century, presented them '
With banner in which the shamrock and ,
leur de lis were interwoven, with laudatory
MOTTO. There was some ground for the
Kings emotion-if the historians of the
Brigade are all to be relied on-that in the
course of the century upward Of 100000 :
lrishmen had died in the ranks of France.
What an army lost to England-what a
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