Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1891-07-27
THE LITTLE STEAMER.

celaln. You go TO st. Cloud by rail or
river ana then drive over to Sevres by
diligence or voiture. Some does one
way and some does the other | rode up
on the Seine, aboard Of little, noiseless,
low pressure steamer about the size of
sewing machine. 1t was called the Sill
VOC Play, think.
The fare was thirty centimes, or, say,
three cents. After paying my fare, and
finding that ! still had money left, l
lunched at St. Cloud in the open air at
q trifling expense. l then took bottle
of milk from my pocket and quenched
my thirst. Travelling through France
one finds that the water is especially
bad, tasting of the Dauphin at times
and dangerous in the extreme. | ad-
wise those therefore who wish to be
well whilst doing the Continent to carry
especially III France, as | did, large,
thickset bottle of milk or kumiss with
which to take the wire edge off ones
whistle whilst being yanked through the
Louvre.
st. Cloud is seven miles west of the
center Of Paris and most ten miles by
rail on the road to Neutrality-suspicious.
Vairsi. st. Cloud belongs to the Canton
Of Sevres and the reimbursement of Yer
sailles. An reimbursement is not any
thing reprehensible. 1t is all right. You
could belong to an reimbursement if you
lived in France.
st. Cloud is on beautiful hill slope,
looking down the valley of the Seine,
with Paris in the distance. 1t is peace
full and quiet and beautiful. Everything
is peaceful IN Paris, when there is no
revolution on the carpet. The steam cars
run safely and do not make so much
noise as ours do. The steam whistle does
not have such hold on people as it does
here. The adjutant general at the depot
blows little tin bugle, the admiral of
the train returns the salute, the adjutant
general says "Allons!" and the train
starts off like a somewhat leisurely
young man who is going to the depot to
meet his wifes mother.
One does not realize what Fourth of
July racket we live in and employ in our
business, Lillian, till he has been the
guest of a monarchy Of Europe between
whose toes the timothy and clover have
sprung up TO a great height. And yet 1t
is pleasing change, and l shall be glad
when we as a republic have passed the
blow hard period, laid aside the ear split
ting steam whistle, settled down TO good.
permanent institutions and take on a
restful, sootheful, Boston air which
comes with time and the quiet self con-
graduation that one is born in Bit,e
land and Gospel privileges, and where
the right TO worship In a strictly hla
church manner is open to all.
The Palace Of st. Cloud was at one
time the residence of Napoleon in sum
mer time. He used to 90 out there for
the heated term, and folding his arms
across his stomach have thought after
thought regarding the future Of France.
Yet he very likely never had an idea
that some day it would be a thrifty re-
public, engaged in growing green peas
or pulling a soiled dove ont of the Seine
now and then to add to the attractions
of her justly celebrated morgue.
Louis XVIII also put up at the Palace
in st. Cloud several summers. He spelled
it ''palais," which shows that he had
very poor early English advantages, or
| that ne was, as have always suspected,
native of Quebec. Charles X also
changed the bedding somewhat, and
moved in during his reign He also add
ed new iron sink and place in the
barn for washing buggies. Louis Phil
| lippe spent his summers here for a num-
Der of years, and wrote weekly letters 20
the Paris papers, signed "Uno," in
which he urged the taxpayers to show
more veneration for their royal nibbs.
Napoleon III occupied the Palais in sum-
mer during his lifetime, awaiting him.
self finally of the use of Mr. Bright's
Justly celebrated disease and dying at
the dawn of better institutions for
beautiful but unhappy France.
visited the Palais, which was burned
by the Prussians in 1870. The grounds
occupy $50 acres, which offered to buy
and fit up, but probably did not deal
with responsible parties. This part Of