Alfred de Rosann — page 201: what you’re looking at

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192 ALFRED DE ROSANN. died only a few days after Belle-Rose and De Rosann honoured her cottage with their presence; and Claude —the Draconic peasant whose ideas of justice were so rigorously severe—left the miserable hut with his interesting daughter, and allured her to turn her mu- sical talents to advantage. She succeeded to the ut- most of her own and her father’s wishes, and soon became celebrated at St. Malo as the “jolie chan- teuse’’ of national airs. Her reputation followed her to Paris, whither she accompanied her sire to try their fortune in the metropolitan city—the centre of all that is polite, learned, luxurious, and dissipated. In the cafés and at the tables d’hote of the various hotels, Jeannette speedily procured for herself a hearty welcome by the melody of her voice and her blameless character; and not long after the birth of ~ his second child, our hero recognised the songstress in the Café de Paris, where he happened to be dining with a party of friends. What more have we to relate? France appreciates the blessings of peace, of national freedom, of just laws, and of a virtuous monarch. She no longer sighs for empty glories and vain honours. She has united her hand to that of England—the two puissant sovereigns have allied their respectiye forces—and nought but the most beneficial results can ensue. Let us therefore hope for a permanent establishment of those bounties which peace and tranquillity shed around; and let us not wish to see the bloody standards of war again raised amongst civilized and enlightened nations. THE END. COPMICLOOO KS .OnH