Something from Mountains In The Midst by F W Boreham
Charles Dickens wrote the scene. THE scene is laid in the villainous old prison at Marseilles. In one of its most loathsome and repulsive dungeons lay two men. For one of them, Monsieur Rigaud, a sumptuous meal had been provided. The other, John Baptist Cavalletto, had a hard, black crust. Rigaud soon dispatched his delicate viands,' Dickens tells us, and proceeded to suck his fingers as clean as he could. Then he paused in his drink to contemplate his fellow prisoner. 'How do you find the bread? ' ' A little dry, but I have my old sauce here,' returned John, holding up his knife. 'How sauce? ' 'I can cut my bread so-like a melon. Or so-like an omelette. Or so-like a fried fish. Or so-like a Lyons sausage,' said John, demonstrating the various cuts on the bread he held, and soberly chewing what he had in his mouth. Now, I am not sure whether this should be called magic. It certainly is a kind of magic. The happy prisoner waves his hand over his c...