The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-07-16

| thicket Of foliage and flowers And
bow enticing are some OF those names.
Over the entrance of one of these was
written the name Villa Caprice" A
cafe with pretty balconies covered with
the Ivy vine bears the name a la Piche
Miraculeuse" This rningiing of the
sacred and profane is done with such a
delicate gracefuiness that the most de.
Tout forget to be shocked. We passed
the village of Sevres- Il is perched upon
a series of hi:locks, one rising behind the
/ other. The tree IS ia lis perfection here.
They are Carefully trimmed and beauii-
led by the hand Of man. Some Of iheIn
are adorned W Ill rich covering Of ivy.
Arrived at ST Cloud wendell my way
toward the church Il is built upon a
hill and its tail spire dominates the high
est points. The doors are drapea in
black asked a passer by what cele-
DRAFTED parsonage had died. They are
saying mass for Dir. -, the father Of
NJ. 1t is the end Of the end.
| understood thai be died a year ago.
Truly am IN q county where The dead
are not forgotten. But now ] saw the
castle in the distance. / was soon stand
ing before the famous cascades IN front
Of il. They are artificial, consisting OF a
great numb Der Of stone basins, arranged
in the form Of Il broad and high stair.
They ere tllroned By statues of Nep-
tune and Lethe Below you are groves
of lindens and ciaestnats. They are
planted ia straight VOWS. They are all
Of uniform height, being trimmed from
the top once every three years, and the
branches once a year. The branches
above the trunk form an even wall %
leaves. The effect is beautiful.
There was an old lady here keeping
stand. / envied her. All day
long she breathes the pure air and has
before her a panorama that a poet might
long TO see. Ii was Bryant that wrote,
The Groves were Gods first Temples. !"
never realized it until / saw q temple
that riyaled Notre Dame, formed of
trees. Two rows of noble trees lining
an avenue unite their branches on top
so as TO form q vault In the distance
you seem to see an altar. Shady walks
spread out in all directions. The acacia
and the lilac bloom in rich profnsion all
along the winding paths. The eye feasts
upon the rich spread Of color and the
The senses are almost intoxicated as they
inhale the delicious perfumes. An officer
lated to nae the history Of the castle.
Twenty-three years ago At was the SUM-
mer residence of Napoleon Ill Il was
Eere he took his departure for the army
in 1870. Soon after the Prussians were
stationed on Monte Falerien, height
which commands the castle land directed
their deadly cannon against it. The eTa-
press with her royal retinue was obliged
a.. t. \ 4 IL
who took ali the valuable jewels and
works of art and afterwards set it On fire.
Ii Is magnificent even ia its ruins. As
/ sat upon the stone steps / admired the
richly ornamented facade and the noble
columns. The ivy covered walls which
surrounds it is enlivened by the butter
cup and daisy aud offers a cosy retreat
to bird and insect. Twenty three years
ago the empress moved through the now
deserted balls. She was theh the chosen
favorite of the gods. They had lavished
upon her every gift that mortal can de-
sire. She was the most beautiful woman
of her realm, the wife of an emperor,
and the proud mother OF prince. Me-
thinks see her now. She Is seated up
on the balcony that overlooks the mag
nificient grounds. Night is falling and
the stars are appearing one by one.
Very soon the palace is itlumi-
mated with "a myraid Of
lights, the CAV laughter of the
guests is resounding through the halls.
The reverie of the queen is broken. Sue
is surrounder by band OF adorers and
lured out into the beauty OF the night.
They are nearing the cascades. Now
the waters gush out of a hundred
mouths. They reach the summit OF The
highest trees. They murmur and gliBten
ia the light of the moon, and the music
of the orchestra completes the enchant-
ment OF the scene.
All is over now, like the once beauti-
full chateau, The empress is only a
ruin, noble ruin still bearing all the
traces of a vanished grandeur. She is
wanderer row, an exile, alone, having
left but one treasure that cannot be
taken away from her, the consolation of
religion.