DEATH OF THE DAUPHIN

HE little Dauphin is ill. The
little Dauphin is going
to die. . .. In all the

churches of the kingdom the Sacred
Host is exposed night and day, and the
“great wax tapers are burning for the
recovery of the royal child. The streets
of the court suburb are silent and sad ;
no bells ring, the carriages go at a foot-
pace. In the neighbourhood of the
palace the curious citizens gaze through
the railings at the portly beadles covered
with gold lace who talk together in
~ the quadrangles with an air of import-
ance. All the palace is in tumult. The
chamberlains, the major-domos, go