Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1888-06-22

lOuS human rum snuffing, dash him from his
boxl The judge, though in a way an admis-
sion of disease, is less offensive to me than
either the doctor or the priest. Above all
the doctor-thc doctor and the purulent trash
and garbage of his pharnacopuia! Pure
air--from the neighborhood of Il pinetun
for the sake of the turpentine-m-
aduteratcd wine, and the reflections of an I'M
sophisticated spirit in the presence Of the
works of nature-these, my boy, are the best
medical appliances and the best religious
comforts. Devote youself to these Hank.
there are the bells of Bourron the wind is III
the north, it will be fair). How clear ana
airy is the soundl The nerves are harmon
lied and quoted; the mind attuned to silence:
and observe how easily and regularly beats
the heart Your unenlightened doctor would
see nothing in these sensations; and yet you
| yourself perceive they are part of health
Did you remember your cinchona this morn
ingi Good. Cinchona also is a work of ma
ture; it is, after all, only the bark of a tree
| which we might gather for ourselves if we
| lived in the locality. What a world is this,
Though a profcsscd atheist, | delight to bear
my testimony to the world Look at the
gratuitous remedies AMI pleasures that sur
round our path The river runs 10y the gar
! den end our BATH our fish pond, our natural
system of drainage. There is "A well in the
court which sends up sparkling water from
the earth's very heart clean, cool and with
little wine most wholesome. The dis
trict is notorious for its salubrity: rhculna-
| tism is the only prevalent complaint, and |
myself have never had a touch of it, tell
you-and my opinion is based upon the cold
| est, clearest processes of reason-if l. if YOU
desired to leave this home of pleasures it
| hn hn I'm la Ina mi.
of our best friend to prevent us with IL pistol
! bullet
One beautiful June day they sat upon the
hill outside the village. The river, as blue as
heaven, shone here and there among the foil
age The interchangeable birds turned and
nickered about Gretz church tower. A
| healthy wind blew from over the forest and
| the sound of innumcrable thousands of tree
! tops and innumelabe millions ON millions of
| green leaves was abroad in the air, and filed
the ear with something between whispered
! speech and singing. 1t seemed as if every
| blade of grass must hide cgale; and the
| fields rang mCrrily with their music, ingling
| far and near, with the sleigh bells of the
| fairy queen. From their station on the slope
the eye embraced large space of poplared
| plain upon the one hand, the waving hill
| tops of the forest on the other, and Gretz it
self in the middle, a handful of roofs Under
| the bestriding arch of the blue heavens. the
place seemed dwindled to toy. 1t seemed
| incredible that people dwelled, and could find
room to turn or air to breathe, in such cor
ner of the world. The thought came home
| to the boy, perhaps for the first time, and he
| gave it words.
GLOW small it looks" he sighed
"Ay,n replied the doctor. "small enough
now. Yet it was once II walled city; thriv-
ing, full of furred burgesses and men in ar
NOR, humming with affairs - with tall
spires, for aught | know and portly towers
along the battlements thousand chin
neys ceased smoking at the curfew bell.
| There We're gibbets at the gate as thick Us
scarpcrows. In time of war, the assault
swarmed against it with ladders, the arrows
fell like leaves, the defenders sailed holly
over the drawbrdge, each side uttered its
cry as they piled their weapons Do you
know that the walls extended as far as ths
Commanderio9 Tradition so reports. Alas
what a long way off is all this confusion
nothing left of it but my quiet words spoken
in your ear-and the town itself shrunk &c
the hamlet underneath us! By'dnd by came
the English wars-you shall hear more of the
English, a stupid people, who sometime,
Numbered into good-and Gretz was taken
sacked and burned. 1t is the history OF
many towns; but GretZ never arose again: il
was never rebuilt; its ruins were "A quarry I,
serve the growth of rivals; and the stones u
GretZ are now erect along the streets of Ne
mours. 1t gratiiies me that our old houst
was the first to rise after the calamity; whcr
the town had come t0 an end, it inaugurateo
the hamlet
II, too, am glad of that" said Jean Marie
1T should be the temple of the humber
virtues, responded the doctor with n savorN
gusto, "Perhaps one of the reasons why
love my little hamlet as do, is that we have
a similar history, she and l. Have | tolC
you that | was once rlch!"
81 do not think So answered Jean Marie
81 do not think l should have forgotten.
am sorry you should have lost your fortune
"Sorrym cried the doctor. "Why, find
have scarce begun your education after all
Listen to mel Would you rather live in the 81,
Gretz or in the new, free from the alarms o
war, with the green country at the door
without noise passports, the exactions of tt
soldiery, or the jangle of the curfew bell t
send us off to bed by sundown"
81 suppose l should prefer the new" IT
piled the boy
Precisely" returned the doctor $50 d
|. And, in the same way, | prefer m
present moderate fortune to my forme
wealth. Golden mediocrtyl cried the adore
BILE ancients; and subscribe to their enthr
siasm. Have | not good wine, good fooC
i good air, the fields and the forest for m
walk, a house, an admirable wife, a DO
whom protest | cherish like a sonl Now,
We're still rich, | should individually max
, my residence in Paris-you know Paris
Paris and paradise are not convertible term
/ This pleasant noise of the wind streamin
among leaves changed into the grindin
i. babel of the street, the stupid glare of plastt
substituted for this quiet pattern of greer
, and grays, the nerves shattered, the dige
a ton falsifed-picture the fall Already yo
;. perceive the consequences; the mind is stml
lated, the heart steps to different measure
, and the man is himself no longer. | hay
+ passonately studied myself-the true bus
hess of philosophy. | know my character
!, the musician knows the ventages of his ilut,
| I to Paris I shnn1l rttin