Military life in Italy : sketches - Societa italiana di storia militare

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When it was dark, and the stars were all
out, and one could
hear in the court-yard that gay noise, and in the street sounded
the bugle-call for the retreat, he was filled with an indefinable
mixture of
generous and noble sentiments,
so much so that almost
without -being aware of it, without knowing the reason,
he raised his eyes to heaven and exclaimed affectionately :
" Perrier !
"
A short time after :
are you ? Do you hear your name ?
" Oh, good Perrier ! . . . Where
Because in looking at a beautiful sky at night, the dearest
and most revered names spring to our lips.
"