Various, Harper's Young People, August 2…
“ Michel (entering) . Ah! Lustucru, what shall I do? Moumouth will not eat his breakfast. All appetite is fled. He is breaking his heart for the Countess. Alas! what shall I do?Lustucru. I heard your complaint last night, dear Mother Michel, and I have mixed a most appetizing hash. It is for our charming Moumouth.Michel (gratefully) . Lustucru, you are a miracle of goodness. I have it in my heart to embrace you. I shall bless you always.Lustucru. Thanks for your prayers, Michel: prayers are what I most delight in.Michel. But the hash, Lustucru? ”
