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want, lived the woman who had reigned a 
queen of beauty, as well as sovereign of a 
proud and ancient realm. She had not one 
alleviation of her misery, till a tender-hearted | 
woman thought of a blessing which even the ) 
monsters of the Revolution had not yet for- | 
bidden. Madame Richard, the wife of the 
queen’s jailor, brought her every day bou- 
quets of her favourite flowers, the JULIENNEs, 
blended with pinks and tuberoses. 
Their perfume and their beauty availed to 
soothe even such bitter woe as hers. For 
this tender pity,—this exquisite charity,— 
Madame Richard was denounced and im- : 
prisoned : but she was not suffered to be long | 
persecuted, they very soon afterwards released | 
her. Thus the Julienne is for ever united to 
the memory, of Marie Antoinette. Its per- 
fumes brought thoughts of peace and hope 
into the foul atmosphere of the prison, and 
whispered to her, perhaps, of that world 
where her sufferings would be forgotten 
amidst the roses of Paradise. 
The meaning given it in the flower lan- 

