Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1886-07-10

pose he ever dreamed of such an honorI
Since the death of the Comte de Chambord
the Comte de Paris has no doubt been seri-
GUS rival to the republic But if the Repub-
llcans have committed an act of tyranny
against him they have committed one of stu
p1d weakness against the Napoleons, who
have not and never had the remotest chance
of ever coming again to the French throne.
Napoleon was possible in 1851, because and
simply because he bore the glorious name of
the victor of Austerlitz; but now Napoleon
only bears the name of the vanquished of
Sedan. He is an impossibility. And when
the expulsion extends to the insignificant son
| OF Napoleon 1t becomes ludicrous, and
only for few days give little lustre to a
| perfect nonentity. However this may be, it
is evident that by constantly meeting the
| wishes of the advanced Republican party,
| the French prime minister has shown to the
| world that 1t is not a case of monarchy ver-
sus republic in France now, but case of
republic versus revolution. This is enough
| to make one grow reflective
| The good Bavarians to the number of
| about twenty-five thousand turned out to
| see the remains of their beloved King car
| ried to the grave. They were wonderfully
| attached to this man whose reign began SO
| auspiciously. In spite of the proofs brought
| forward they most of them still refuse to be-
| lieve in his insanity, and their grief broke
forth in sobs as the funeral procession passed.
| In the minds of unbiased persons, however,
| there is no room for doubt that poor King
! Louis had been mad for several years before
| his death, though it was only lately that his
| madness began to be dangerous to those
| about him. His servants must have had
| lively time on the whole. They might have
complained occasionally of harsh treatment,
as for instance when one of them was COM
PEELED to wear a black mask for twelve
months as punishment for some trif1ing mis-
take made in waiting at table; but they
could scarcely complain of the monotony of
their existence, for they were evidently treat
ed with unlooked-for severity one day and
exalted to great honors the next in delight
| fully unforeseen style. The poor Bedlamite
King used to make of his sane servants
| go about with black mask his forehead
| to indicate that his brain was affected. There
would be something ludicrous in all this if it
were not so sad. As for his ministers they
were condemned to death for the least trife,
and their royal judge was happy in the be-
lief that his sentences were carried out.
Once he sent for scientific meu from Munich
to transform one of the Hohenschwangan
mountains into a volcano. From papers
discovered these last few days, this is what
| we were to have had if the King had lived.
One of his lackeys was to have been prime
minister. In honor of another there was
| to have been grand fete, at which all the
royal household were to figure in Turkish
costumes The endless follies of the King
had cost one hundred and thirty million
francs, and how to raise more to go on build
ing castles on the tops of inaccessible noun
tains was great question with him, so the
servants were enjoined-by one royal writing
to form themselves into bands of brigands
and pillage the banks of Vienna, Berlin and
Munich. The poor lunatic had evidently
gone quite back to the feudai ages, and was
in blissful ignorance of the existence of Ger
man Chubbs and Griffiths-''the safe men,
those friends of the banker.
1t is curious what want exists in the
breast of man for chapel of some kind.
Let the man be ever so much of unbe-
lever he still feels this want. His very un-
belief takes the place of a creed to him and
he wants place to recite it in. He must
draw others unto him and persuade them; he
likes to feel that he is not alone in his ideas
and a meeting house with some kind of cere-
mony is a necessity to him. In the time of
the great French revolution the goddess Rea-
son had her worshippers and her temple, and
| the same want is still felt by some of the
countrymen of those wayward spirits who
did her honor. At least this is what might
have occurred to anyone looking in at the
Sale Rivoli in Paris last Wednesday evening:
An altar on which stood two busts, one of
Garibaldi the other of Victor Hugo, each
| hung round with the flags of their country.
| bers of Parliament For choir the young la
dies of the anti clerical school at Montreuil
| For hymns were substituted revolutionary or
patriotic songs. Instead of the reading of
| holy scriptures, some one gave reading
| from Lies Paweres Gems" Of Victor Hugo
and the catechism of the 'tRights of Man."
| The ceremony was opened by panegyric of
. the great poet and of Garibaldi, VINO was
compared to julius Csesar(a poor compliment
enough from descendant of the Gauls), and
| finished with the Marseillaise. Just before
the close of the proceedings little maiden
of tender years stood up and in her iDfaptine
voice thanked her mistress in the name of
her schoolfellows for having brought them
to that noble ceremony, for what was there
more noble than to vsnerate great genius,
"We have been born under the glorious sun
of the republic" said this little oratress,
"but we lack one thing and that is the sepa-
| ration of the church and State. We look to
you, Messieurs les Deputies, to give us this
blessing very soon.' Frantic applause, fol-
| lowed by tho great national anthem, conclu-
ded the proceedings and the worshippers dis
persed. Such ceremonies always make me
think of Voltaire's celebrated saying, 'sIf
God did not exist men would have to invent
him."
The morals of drink again! A Warwick
| shire lady misunderstood the use of the wGs-
ter-butt last Monday. This person retired to
bed on Sunday evening and was followed b.,
her husband, who slept the sleep of the
righteous until an early hour in the morning.
When he woke up he found that the pole
| star of his existence was missing. A search
was instituted in the cellars, the etsies, every
| where, but without avsii. Finally ad-
| iournment was made to the garden, and
while some of the party examined the Gu
! cumber frames others directed their atten-
| ton to the receptacle for rsinwater. There
! the unfortunate lady was found, like the
| hero of the song, call in the DOWNS She
wGs no more. Near the spot was discovered
| the cause of all her sorrow--an empty whis-
| key bottle. She had evidently lost her spir-
| its and sought to obtain fresh supply from
! her husbands stock The result was most
| unsatisfactory and under the influence of
| the firewater the lady went wrong, flew to
| the water-butt and obtained relief. The cor
| oner held the usual inquest and the jury
| found that the lady had committed suicide
'Fwhile in a state of temporary insanity"
| The husband is quite we'll
| John Bull undoubtedly scored one in Paris
| the other day. 1t appears that an attempt
| was made to eXtort money from en- English
man by an ex-eommissary of police. John,
instead of resorting to the slow, prosaic, ju-
dicial process Of bringing up the man before
a court of justice, applied his fist to thas IN
dividual's noddle and was himself subsequent
| brought up before q magistrate Now as :.
rule punching q mans head is ATTENDED. with
| unpleasant consequences for tie puncher
| but in this John was acquitted, while
| the Frenehman was administered three
| months Imprisonment. This act of justice
may tend to improve the entente cortliale
| some time imperilled by the rumor of the
| French flag having been heisted in the New
| Hebrides, which rumor after all has turned
| out to be nothing hut hoax.
MAX O'RELL.
A TROOP OF WILD HORSES