Stephens City star. (Stephens City, Va.) 1881-1883, 1882-08-05


ordinary politensss and fascinating
manners. Next to him, and close by
the greatest pile of empty bottles, 9
subordinate officer sat, whose real name
was Guerin, but better known by the
strange name of Began. Rouge; he was
the jolly fellow of the company. Before
Bernadotte he manifested a certain
dignity, as he was several years his
senior, and had given him the first
lesson in the use of arms.
Snow listen, boys" said Boyan-
Rouge, land I'll tell you who's to be
king of the bean tonight"
eyes. yesl go II" all exclaimed at
once.
Boyan'Rouge took as many cards as
the number present, it being twelve.
One OF the cards was king.
"Who has got it?'
I'll" said Monsieur.
Every we'll, thenl you'll be the bean
king; consequently you shall have the
pleasure OF defraying our expenses fer
the night"
just then the cake was brought into
the room, and received with great eclat
When cut, child was called, who at
once covered the cake with napkin,
and each OF the assemblage took a
piece.
Bernadotte, like the rest, broke his
piece in two, and, as prophesied, be-
came owner of the bean. Boyan-Rouge
triumphantly called for more wine,
drank it and again called for more; he
drank, the others drank, when sudden
ly he started to his feet, exclaiming,-
"Pay attention. the king is drinking!
Get up. boysl Why don't you give a
toast to the king? Hold on, hold on a
minute; give me the cards; amt done
yet. Put the candles there and then
look out. Now I'll shuttle the cards
and say few mysterious words which
none Of you will understand now,
Monsieur. please cut the cards"
Bernadotte extended his right hand.
"Hold onl hold on, mani" cried
Boyan-Rouge; "don't break the SPELL
You must cut the cards with your left
hand"
This done, the cards were laid in
three piles, and Began. Rouge began
the mysterious act.
you'll become general"
"If that be the case," interrupted
Bernadotte, laughing; II must serve at
least one hundred and twenty years.
II repeat, you'll become general"
said the wizard; "what'll you make me,
then?"
'My adiutant."
livery we'll; to morrow you must be :
gin to teach me how to read; but let's
continue. You'll become Marshal of
France"
eff it be SO, replied Bernadotte, with
assumed seriousness, "I'll make you
chief of my staff"
"Then I'll have to take lessons in
mathematics. But now pay attention.
The third and last time will settle the
question. Monsieurl to-day you are
only sergeant of Royal-la marine, but
the time will come when you will be a
kingl Tell me, what post of honor will
you then confer upon meg"
"Any one you like; my butler. for in
stance"
"Oh, mol something higher than that.
"Well, officer of the royal household;
will that suit you ?"
"No, fie, for shamel that's still worse. ,
"Well, I will make you my secretary
of war"
Indeed, that suits me to dot. By
Jove, I'll promote every one of YOU"
Time passed on. Monsieur had beer
six years in the army before he became
colonel; then four years passed, ani
he became general-in-chief; six more
he became crown prince; finally, eigh
years later, "Sire.'
One month after the last occurrence
Carl XIV, Johan, received the follow
ing letter (now in the possession of tn,
present king of Sweden:
"YoUR MAJESTY II dare not presum,
to call you "Monsieur' any longer, i
would not be exactly polite, but I viii
fla.ter myself that I am not entirely for
gotten by your majesty. I made you
general, and you promised to make me
your adjutant. Still I remain sergeant