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EVKXISG . A s pirit-feel is in the air to night , The flowers pour out the * myriad vials of fragrance ; The BUrl are trending through the holy bush jike dew-drops in tbe fields of heaven , or tears -That hang rich jewels on the cheeks of Xigbt . CO-ISO SIOB-. fffae black clouds , big with battle-thunder , lower ; Be ad calm , « Uh tnurtber'd breath , tbe earth lies husht , . And listens like a maiden sore afraid . Hearkening , heart-stifled , for tbe stealtbicst tread Of one who grimly comes to ravish her , Bis purpuse brooding over hint a gloom lo burst oa her in all Lust ' s bloody fire . FAUB . As dying limbs do lengthen out in death , Bo grows the stature of our after-fame !
aov IS A £ _ . S . here is no heart so earthy , hm at times Hatb eager leaps to clutch at nobler life , And some blind eropings after better things . Some smiles of God live in the darkest being , And soul-light glimmers even on helot-brows . Tike mellow moonlight silvering through a cloud .
BEVKBBSCE . 2 he reverent heart familiarly doth take Unc onscious clasp of hig h and holy things , lake little children playing of old with Christ . A hnmble vesture is heaven's livery— . A worshipful heart , God ' s own grand crowning crest And Love-Creation ' s cro wning miraclefa God ' s high oracle to man : while »«« rence Js Han ' s true passport to God ' s presence-cham ber . A BBA . VK MAS . Jn the world ' s wrestling ring of mighty deeds , Bo ever clutched the p alm of victory : A royal , conquering heart » -tfae Ills that grind lS 4 down kom Love ' s transfiguring height , Aye mettled into martial attitude .
THE TEACHES . He rose np as the Prophet ' s wings of flame fluttered within him : all fats aspect burned With an unearthly fire . He was caught up The mount Transfiguration , with eves fist Jn air , as thoug h he talk * with one beyond I Thus he stood looking down the centuries Like an hoar hill that lifts its silent peak , To catch the linrisen morn , while all the plains Are drowa'd and darkling . So upon him lay The morning-g lory of some distant day .
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In an ase wh en independence of principle consistsmhavmgno nrinciple on which to depend , and free-thinking , no : in thinking fr telvfbnt in being free from thinking : —in an age when men mil hold any thing except their totuues , keep anything except their word , and lose nothing patiently , except their character ; to improve such an age must he difficult , to instruct it dangerous ; anu he stands no chance of amenoingit who cannot at the same time amuse it la Dame aux Cataelks , By Dumas the Youxger . And the Literature of Licentiousness .
In February , 1847 , Marie Duplessis died in her splendid apartments in the Boulevard Bonne Nou-Telle , Paris . She was the daughter o £ an ignoble "Norman of Caen , called Martin the Sorcerer , a man of evil reputation among his neig hbours . Marie wore wooden shoes , and was brought up more in fear of the devil than of God . In 1838 , Martin the Sorcerer brought the future Sorceress to Paris , where he speedil y died , or otherwise disappeared . There were but two roads open to the girl—the road : of Industry , and the road , to Shaine . Too young for the latter , Marie went to . work at a dressmaker ' s in the Rue St . Jaques , where she was starved and beaten . Atlength
she ran away , and , having attained the years of in- , discretion , she enlisted in thfe service of the Students of the Quartier Latin . She , now appeared & % the Pradoon a Sundayin a modest little silk dress , pretty little shoes , and a coquettish little , bonnet , which , framed a face , then of budding beauty , Here . , she , soon became the Bella Donna . A young Duke happening one morning to pay a visit to the Prado , was struck with her beauty , and a week afterwards all Paris sang psans to the charms of the lovely mistress of the Dttcde Guise . "For Four years , Marie was the most courted , flattered , and famous courtezan in Paris . A hag reign ia that Metropolis of Ep hemera ! But she was seized by tbe fell grip of disease , called by courtesy ' consumption ; ' and for many months was shot up in a room , sealed from the lig ht of
day—invisible to all , even to the Count P , her then hi ghest bidder . Oh ! what fearful mysteries and tragedies are enacted behind the curtain of life ! Here , in darkness , and ia silence , the Queen of Parisian beauty languished at the throne of grim Death ! Only twice did she emerge from her living tomb , and it was on both occasions to go to tbe theatre—on her leaving which two hundred of the young aristocrats of Paris-ranged themselves in her way , and bowed before that bedizened Magdalen , who swam on in her supernatural beauty , clad in- waves of white satin—a jewelled mockery J She died ! and all Paris crowded , with , hungry eyes , to pry on the abiding place of so celebrated a woman . Such is a sketch of the . woman who is the heroine of Dumas ' novel , which has been so . successful that he has dramatised
it ! Tragic enough , if that were the object ; but no —the subject is chosen for the opportunity of presenting pictures of courtezan life . And this terrible and fatal evil is destroying the noblest life of the Preach nation . The rage for . the lascivious literature of licentiousness increases daily , and . French art has transformeditselfi . ntoapandartothefi / o ^ ea ° eoauc / teand the roue . The lifa of the courtezan , with its mad riot , its enervating luxury , its palace-brothels , and hospital-terminus , has usurped the place of noble aspiration , battling heroism , and is Lord in the very throne of Love , It is not woman , the hol y , the pure , and the worehi pfnl , painted by the magic hand of genius , and held up for admiration and chivalrous devotion—it is Circe , who with her lewd enchantments turns her wretched devotees into swine . She
is a goddess in the land where Joan d Arc , with her heroism so startlingl y beautiful , led her countrymen to victory—where Madame Roland lived , loved , and suffered , and where that glorious woman , large in heart and brain—George Sand—still lives to write . It is the apotheosis of Whoredom at the Carnival of Sensuality . The poetry of life , its . , rich and sparkling hopes , its generous affections , its wealth of pure and priceless love , and all its human nobleness , so longer please ; they ' pall on our diseased tasterpaint us the life of disease , in warm , rich colours ,
and with all the glozing , honied , witchery of sin , and if yon administer an occasional flagellation , it will enhance tbe zest , This is the cry of their corruption , and the response is such works as 'La Dame aux Cornelias , ' and other pictures of courtezan life , by innumerable writers , each emulating the other in stimulating voluptuousness , and in titillating sensuali ty . This literature circulates to a fearful extent among the Working classes of France , and Js a frightful source of immorality . Faint hope of a people thus enchanted b y lewd sorceries ! Its vitality is being sapped da * bv dav . Nor is this
tostwdl y work of catering for the devil limited to Mance . We mark the slimy trail of the serpent "JfO ugh the length and breadth of our own land . The reptile fascinates its victims b y thousands with »« apparent beauty , and the next instant the poison ot its deadl y sting is working in their blood and ™» m » w jfen , of the most viUanons organisation , Jtta . all the vices of the French writers , without a « " «& of their genius , their sparkling wit , their talent f - - —~» B v «~ .-o , ™™ opcu & uug » , £ , men baicuk to of
• ZE ^ t ^ a £ ^ y . and making sin "J » loveable . These wretched imposters have S i ^* " k ^** ** ** rf tne 0 ° arfce _ au . I ) 001 G . jfrance to such an extent that each- . nSdredL ^ the e inaI - These circulate by cW-ofKf ? ^ am tbe ignorant working * Hve a Warin . t Un ? - f" ? f P ™ curers for hell fflent ™ Jia g ade , n their ™& of seduction , defile-^« oSwtr ation ' ' w l «» w !»» their fcetori mr _ , 8 peeds amoQ 2 y ° S of tn e mann-& ave ^„ ™^ V ndit 8 ho , TiWe consequences . We _ t . < see U With hWiV , „ - » t L- _ . _ * j _ _ .
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perhaps murder . We intend to treat this subject at greater length at some future , time , and tear down the silken mask which , hides the hideous features of this whore of the modern Bab y lon , her bloated , blotched , face—the lustful glare of infernal lig ht which lurks'in her lecherous , Jeering eyes , and her flesh almost quickening into reptile life , from very rottenness , even while she flashes in splendour , and sings the song of the Syren . Meanwhile , if there be any who should chance to see these words , who are in tbe toils of the strange fascination , which this literature has for many , even hig h-natured and of noble
temperament , we would implore them to gather up their strength and burst the fetters which , though of silken seeming , canker and corrode to death . The banner of Democracy should be borne aloft , so that the pure breeze and tbe aunsbine of beaven may p lay upon it . Borne , by men who keep their hearts pure , as a holy sanctuary for the princip les which they love and cherish . Democracy is noble and ennobling , and its disciples should make their lives living epistles of truthfulness to all men . Patriotism and purity should ever be found together . Democracy scorns the pandars to Lust and the betrayers of Ignorance .
The 'Dame aux Camelias has not yet been adapted into English under a new name—tho usual mode of procedure—but , doubtless , it is being toor & ed up , and the poor slaves of excitation will riot in their saturnalia in due time . Better , say we , a thousand times better , return to the ghostly horrors of Monk Levis , The Kni g ht-of-the-bloody-shoe-string bathos of the Eadclifft'Sj or even sup brimful of Lloyd ' s blood-aud-murder atrocities—they were far , far less pernicious and corrupting , than this Literature of Licentiousness .
The Comic History Of Borne. B Y Giubert ...
The Comic History of Borne . B y Giubert A'Beckett . London : Bradbury and Evans . What a different signification our forefathers attached to the name of ' Wit' to that which it has dwindled into with us , A wit with them -was a man of brilliant parts—one who could kill an error by laughter—a man of searching , subtle humour . With them Shakespeare was a wit . With them wit meant quick understanding , sudden , luminous bursts of happy thought , keen satirical allusion , naive touches of characterisation woudrousl y suggestive . With us it means punning , conceit , and caricature ! The name of penman should be altered into pun man at once . Everybody puns , and thinks himself a wit ! It is the age of punning- —as in the time of tbe Encyclopsediasts it was the age of irony , and it was tbe fashion to sneer , and as after Byron , it was
the age of misanthropy , and fashionable to be miserable . ' Punch' has much to answer for in this punning mania and broad-grin pasquinade , V poor dear Tom Hood and Laroan Blanchard could see what their flashing merriment , and rollicking humour , and sparkling wit , have ended in , what barnacles have stuck on to tbe bulk of their Fame , —how eagerly they would forswear their claim to the . foundershi p of what is called the * ' Punch " School . ' This ambition to be thought funny , to say smart things , is working most fatally in the literature of the day—it is sapping at the root of all solemn earnestness , all faith , all nobleness . Senseless levity is fast eating out the sturdy , truthful , saxon spirit , and tbe language of Shakespeare and Milton , and the grand Commonwealth men , is scouted for the slang of Evans and , the cidercellar !
Gilbert A'Beckett is a punster , one of the modern WITT ? school ; and this book is intended to be FUNNY . "We never waded through so much dreary fun-less ness . It has not wrested from us one hearty burst of laughter—nothing but disgust , utter disgust . No humour , no truth , no subtle characterisation ! And then , the sublimity of burglarious , Louis Napoleon-like audacity , for him to parod y Iioman History ! Hois not a wit—his work is not witty . He is only a Mad-lark , and his work is a mud-lark ! It is throwing handfuls of dirt to deface the noble features of heroic statutes , and each successful daub is , a palpable bitl-r-a . pun ! Thus ^ somo atrocious effigy of a jest is made to efepend on the hook of . a
Roman nose , and the magnificent Iioman eye , that flashed lightnings and rolled red ruin on the worll , is se , t a glimmer with laughing gas , and blinks . , upon us thro' modprn . ' blueruin . ' Heroes , and the early , gods of yonog . imagination are presented ^ for the first time , for oar edification , in the Nicol ; Paletot , and the Joinville Tie ! Grand types of strength and beauty , and poetry , are metamorphosed into CrBBia , Bbjcks , Swells , Slow , and Fasi men . Some of the vapid effusions of ' Punch' itself have been bad enough of late yearsr-somewhat akin to the
cachinatiou of a galvanised corpse . ; but Gilbert A'Beckett is worse still . Ho , latel y defended this , book with a plea that it tended to . make history amusing to children , and would rivet their attention where the ordinary method failed , ' fancy cateohising a model child thus educated 1 Cains Gracchus would be a ' PLUCKET COVE , ' Hannibal a * JOMT BRICK , '' Lucrecea SXUNHBB , ' and QuintusCurtins ? an ass ;' by the bye , as a specimen not of the worst kind , this is how he caricatures that grand old legend . and < illustrious personification of the great and glorious spirit of self-sacrifice .
QOISXVS CURTIUS—ACCOBNHQ TO GILBERT a ' BECKKTTi I ? o sooner were the divisions of tbe people healed , than tbe city itself began to be torn to pieces ia a most . extraordinary manner . Rome was convulsed to . its centre :, the earth began to quake , and the citizens to tremble . " A tremendous chasm appeared at length in the Forum ; and as the abyss yarned more and more , it was thought unsafe for the people to go to sleep over it . Some thought it was a freak of Nature , who , as if in enjoyment of the cruel sport she occasioned , bad gone into convulsions and split her sides . 0 the rs formed different conjectures ; ' but the chasm still remained—a formidable open question . Some of the people tried to fill it up with dry rubbish , but they only filled , np their ovn time , without producing , the least effect
upon the cayity . In vain did the largest contractors undertake the job , for it was impossible to contract the aoertnre , that , instead of being small by degrees and beautifully less , grew every day large by fits and starts , and horribly greater . At length the augurs were consulted , who , taking a view of the whole , announced their conviction that the perforation of the earth would continue , and that , in fact , it would become in time a frightful bore , if the moat precious thing in Rome were not thrown into it . Upon this , a young guardsman , named Curtius , fancying there could be nothing more precious than his precious self ; arrayed himself in a full suit of armour , and went forth , fully determined to show bis metal . Notice was given that at an appointed time a rapid act of horsemanship would be
performed by M . Ciirtius ; and as there is always great attraction in a fete which puts life in jeopardy , the . attendance , at a performance where death for the man and tbe courser was a matter of course , was what we should call numerous and respectable . All the rank and fashion of Rome occupied the front seats , at a spectacle throwing everything else into tbe shade , arid the . performer himself into the very centre of tbe earth , which was to prove to him a centre of so much gravity . Having cantered once or twice round the ring , he prepared for tbe bold plunge ; but bis bbrse having looked before he leaped , began to plunpe in a different direction . Taking another circuit , . M . Curtius ,
spurred on by ambition , put bis spurs in to tbe animal ' s side , and the poor brute was hurried into the abyss , though , had there been any way of backing out , he would ha > e eagerly jumped at it . The equestrian performance was no * doner over , than the theatre of the exploit was immediately closed , and a lake arose on the spot , as if to mark the scene as one that might command a continued overflow . The place got the name of tbe Liens Curtius , in honour of the hero , if racb he may be called ; and his fate certainly involved the sacrifice of one of the most precious articles in Rome , for it would hate been impossible to find in the whole city such a precious simpleton .
Here the puns are among the author ' s best ; bnt , then how miserably livel y applied to such a stlbiect ! We would seriousl y ask Mr . A'Beckett , as a couscientious magistrate , how he can ever punish yoaog spreehh gentlemen for their fanny employment in wrenching off door-knockers and beU-banaleiJ 1 He ought to appreciate the wit of such ^ rf orn / anc 0 , it being so palpably akin to bis o ^ £ „ ^ j j ^ should make him kind to ^ T _ conclnBioi l . w see no earthl y reason why ^ _ ^ ^ ^_ . been pnUuneo ; on ] C 8 S some c - ; ca ] eam ^ ififl « scnool ^ u 0 ne 5 t on lhe princih of m o ] d Spar ^ n custom , of making a slave drunk that the Oknibition of his idiotcy mi ght disgust their children with drunkenness . In such wise we accept it , and recommend it as a melanchol y warning .
Ilfen Of The Time; Or, Sketches Of Livin...
ilfen of the Time ; or , Sketches of Living Noteables . London : Bogue , Fleet-street . This is a sketchey attempt to give short Biographies , and other information , of the principal Men of the Time—Authors , Artists , Composers , Capitalists , Demagogues . Dramatists , Engineers , Journalists * Monarchs , Ministers , Poets , and others , * too numerous to mention . ? The idea is excellent , but the work is pot so well carried out . It is a kind of 'Peerage for the People , ' though many of the People ' s Pegrs are not to be found in its list , Wki ! e
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undue . prominence is given to names unknown to the people , we miss those of Charles Kil lgsley , Maurice and many . othera-kaoB ' fl toScienoe , the Arts , Demo cracy , and the People . And why , we would ask the compiler , why is thehonouredname of John Oassell omitted ? That Howard of modern .. philanthropy , wbo saves the people thousands of pounds to its pockets annually , by the use of his'incomparabl e coffees , and thousands of lives annuall y by the use of his incomparable WorsdelPs . Pills , If Mr . Bogue would permit us , we should bo happy to write the Biograph y of this great benefactor of the human race for the next edition of this work , which is
advertised to appear annually . One more omission and we have done . Our friend and champion Ernest Jones is not here ; and we appeal ' to the judgment of the people , ' is not he a 'Man of the Time ? ' And an imminent one , too ? Then , why is the Editor of the 'Notes' not included in ' Sketches of our Living Nnteables V There are also some mistakes we could point out ; as an instance , 'Festus' is said to be the only work of . the Poet Philip . James Bailey , whereas , he has since published v The Angel . World , ' a poem of great beauty , though far inferior to « Fes . us . ' Altogether the ' Men of the Time' is a book of more value as a data for writers , than satisfactory to the general reader .
The following is an average specimen of its merits , being an account of Girardin , one of the foremost names of late years that every one has heard . A man of rare energy , who once sold his own-mada blacking-paste in the streets of Paris , aud bus since figured prominently in the great scenes of history . Manyof our French friends look upon him as a clever Charlatan .
SMILE X > - 01 RADIS . Emile De Girardin , a French Journalist , was born , probably in Piirw , atiuut 1802 . and is sabl to be the illegitimate son of Count Alexander Girardin , but was baptised in the name of Lamotte . He was educated in one of the Gymnasia of the capital , and when about twenty employed a small sum of money , bequeathed to bim by bis mother , in establishing a literary journal , to which he obtained a good number nf subscribers . Having signed his articles in the name of Girardin , his father commenced legal proceedings against him for ah unlawful assumption of bis name . In spite of an adverse judicial decision , Emile retained his name , and aUo contrived to escape the conscription from ' bis inability , to-give the name of his birthplace , or so much as to declare himself ' a Frenchman . The Eevolution of February found him an Inspectour des Beaux Arts . Shortly
after that event , he became tho editor of the "Journal des Connaissances Utiles , " of the "Pantheon Litteraire , " of the "Museede Families , " and of the ?• V oleur , " displaying great industry , and that practical tact which has al ways distinguished him . These journals having failed one fcfter another , he published a book called " Emile , " which had nobetter success . M ; Girardin had now no fortune but his pen , and he had lately married the clever Delphine Gay , who was in a similar position . Under theseicircumstances he associated himself with an adroit man of business , one M . Boutemy , no richer than himself , and the two projected the "Presse" newspaper , since become so celebrated throughout Europe . The prospectus , written with a ' clever au-laoity , announced a journal which was to be both larger
and cheaper than any then , published in France , and to be the property of a joint-stock company . The schemesucceeded , the shnres sold rapidly ; in 1836 " la Presse " ' appeared , and took its place at once as an established news , paper . The » nccws of tho prospectus is the more remarkable , as , in 1832 ,. . Girardin had founded a company of proprietow for the publication of a literary journal , and was prosecuted for having defrauded the shareholders by paying dividends out of capital . He was acquitted of thia charge by the court , and the rapid subscri ptions for the shares of " La Presse " seem a sufficient answer to itonthe part . of the . public . When a year old , the newspaper reckoned as many as 15 , 000 subscribers . From the first-day of its existence the " Presse " was ¦ better made up than any of its
contemporaries . These were all merely political papers , and relied for success upon theirleading articles . The "Presse " took care there should not be a fact of the least importancenot a promotion in the army , the navy , the clergy , the municipal bodies— -not a scientific , mechanical , or commercial discovery , nor an important cause pleaded , which should remain , unrecorded in its columns . Girardin gave out that bp would make war upon the cliqueism of the Parisian press as it then existed . He made a merit of being a man of no party , and took for . hia motto , Au jour h jour . True to his motto , and tbe practical , money getting character of his specu ! atioii i he has supported and . renounced , in turn , every minister and every opposition chief . To . two principles only has he been constant—hostility to England and advocacy
of Russia . His accomplished wife came to his aid in the work , of increasing the attractiveness , of his . , paper , and wrote intbe . " Presse" a , series of ; most amusing articles , ; entitled , " Causer . ies Parisiennes , " with immense success . Always busy consulting the tastes of his subscribers , Gjirardin further invented the Roman Feuijleton , as it is called—a novel or < tale , written in an a > captandum fashion , of - which , about , a . dozen columns , are pnb-Hsned ptfir diem .,. Alexandre ; Duma ? ,., George Sand , Do ; Bralzaq , Frederic Spulie , and , other , writers , were , engaged at enormous rates of remuneration , and . increased , immensely the circulation dfi the journal . With , increasing subscribers , the advertisements rapidly multiplied , as Girardin had foreseen . It-has ; been said , with truth , that he was the first to . teach the French public the uso of the
newspaper advertising sheet . In 1846 ., the Compaanift Duveyrier agreed to pay a hundred thousand francs per annum for a limited number of columns . Ten years after its establishment , "La Presse" was yielding a revenue of 48 . 000 a year . Its financial history , from 1848 ; to ' Dec . 2 , 1851 , was probably less satisfactory , to . its proprietor , ; -at the latter date it was suppressed , with all the independent journal-, by order of . M . " Bonaparte . In ^ 183 - Girardinobtained . a seat in ' 'tbe / Chamber , of Deputies ' by tbe / i ' mlu enceof the ministry , of which he wasfchen an ardent supporter , and was-returned : for . Bburganeuf . In : 1836 . ah eivent occurred which leavesan indelible , stain , on bis ; memory . Moved , less . even . by personal . anopiirl > tb & n . . by a , desire to improve the speculation in which ' be bad , embarked , be attacked Arroano Carrel , of the ^ "National , " SO grossly in the columns of " L * Presse , " that a duel took
place , in which the . greatest journalist and ' one of the nobifist patriots Franco . has knoirn fe ! l by the , hand > of this adventurer . He was , re-elected , for . Bourganeuf fii 1838 , and again in 1839 , wb . en the Chamber declared the , return void on account of his inability to prove . himself a French citizen . He , however , found his way back into ' the national parliament , and . during tbe last years of Louis Philippe ' s reign gave M . Guizot , his former ally , considerable trouble . At the Revolution of February , he was parties iarly active , and received immediatel y from'L . ouis jPhilippe the act of abdication ' . He failed , however , most completely in gaining th . e confidence " of any considerable body o ' f Frenchmen . When Cavaignac was invested with the chief authority , Girardin was confined for a time , as a , precautionary measure . He continued , to write without any fixed principle until Louis Kapoleon Bonaparte suspended his paper . ''"" . . ' . '''
History Of The French Devolution,. . B Y...
History of the French devolution ,. . B y Louis Bl ^ nC , Vol ; 3 . London : Jeffs . Of all the French , historians , we prefer Louis ' B ^ aiao —he combines the brilliant force / of Michelet , the perspicuity of Thierry " , the logical acumen of Guizot , with ! the grace of Lamartine . '; He is a- poet as well as historian—a prophet as well as a painter . ' There is little doubt but' this will be the revolutionary his ^ tory ^ of the'Revolution par excellence . M . Louis Blanc has found valuable materials for his work in our Museum , which is far "richer in the records of that magnificent era than the Paris collection . Thus , he is enabled to shift the . Conspiracy long known : as that of Philip Egalite from ' his shoulders to' those , of' the Count de Province . ' There is no writer who so
thoroughly penetrates and reveals the causes and undercurrents of Eevolution ' as M . "Louis Blanc . "Witness his-mdst masterly commencement' of the * History of Ten Tears . ' ; 1 -. . „ . ,. ; And . as an instance of this insight or instructive genius for that purpose , we would point to ihe opening chapter of this work oh the * stateof property before theRevolufcioD , " and the consequences of the fall of the Feudal system ; after which follows' the gospel before , the Revolution ; then succeeds Eomo of the most glorious writing in all history , and pictures as y ivid . as those of Carlyle , and far more , hi gijl ' y ; finished * ( How different to the humdrum : prosiues ? of ; nvest of our historians !) There are two gaUe'i'jp ' - •* '"' , * " tionarv ' nor traits in " the volume ' © fib" "' » of
revolurest thebne is filled with tho m- ^ st eioitihg mte-Assembly ; the other , wit * \ - ^ of th e Constituent others are Maury , Pr ¦ ¦* -. JoumalislB , & o . Among Mirabeau , Cair , ! i 4 > ort , Bavnarve , the Lameths , Robespier- ' ^ pesmoulins , Brissot , Marat , and Blau ^ ' * ' P er , ectaell ? , n g ; D augerreotypes . Loiiis P' * -.-.- has made a noble and a manful effort to put aie maligned character of Marat in its true light , and he has succeeded . , He deserves the grateful thanks of aU patriots for his praiseworth y defence . With his reputation , it is nofile and chivalrous . Of this man whom Camille Desmoulins called a ' divinebeing ' - — this ' monster' whose bust was thrown into the sewer ! M . Louis Blanc asks in conclusion— .
How came he to inspire so many passions in the people , a people remarkable for . tbe constancy of their instincts ? Question profound ! Besides , what were his motives ? Ambition ? Why , when be desired a dictatorship , be wisbed it not for himself but for Robespierre , whom personally lie did not know .-Cupidity ? At his death , an assignat of twenty-five sous was all the money found in his house . —Thirst of honours ? While living he protested against the injury that would be done to hia ashes if buried with the great . —The passion of glory ? . He had it when Young but had it not been violently exposed since then to ' many curses , and could he be ignorant that after bis cries of vVnfeance would come to trouble the silence of his tomb ?—'he taste for popularity ? Each morning he scattered his own to all the winds , 'Where is room for egoism to bo
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found in , the voluntary Choice 01 a dark existence surrounded w th anxieties , always menacing and always menaced , ' and of which the horror was ouly lessened by the affecttoaofa woman , the second star which li ghted this belt ? ' We shall only have space for the following brief sketch of the ' Incorruptible : — Robespierre was there ! . Not that any one bad at that time [ 1789 ] divined his future ascendancy , in the eves of those gentlemen who , with , tho easy and gracefu l indlff " . renceof men ' of ' wit , attempted to pl ;) y the part of the Gracchi , tho advocate of Arras was an object of mirth . The Revolution not being as yet transformed into his iraa £ 9 they found his speeches heavy and formal . His appearance in the tribune , which afterwards made them tremble then made them smile . Of all that there was of grand and fatal in the man , nothing appeared j only that in every debate he went to the bottom of the question . Alone , in the midst of men tormented with so many opposite sentiments he
marched right on , without icar , without hesitation , without regard for persons or consequences , his mental ey e fixed on the horizon . The warmth which other men have in the heart he had fn the intellect . Ho was impassioned by his intelligence . He had beliefs ; but they were ay solid and as cold as steel . His convictions were at the same frme sullen and unchangeable . It was enough for them to distrust the powers of agitation that lay in him . They only learned tocomprehend him when thoy learned to understand the Revolution itself . As lie explained his ideas m profound and infl . xible formuius , on all sides bur > fc forth a peal ot insultinji laughter . Nevertheless , on studying these fixed maxims of his , —on putting his faith to tho proof — on looking into his sad eyes , —on contemplating his thin face , of which tbe olive complexion became in certain moments like the colour of the ' sea —some of these men had a confused presentiment of his destiny . " This man , " Mirabeau remarked one day , in a moment of involun .
tary emotion , " will do something : —he believes what he says . "
The Countess Of Rtjdolstadt. {Sequel To ...
THE COUNTESS OF RTJDOLSTADT . { Sequel to " Consuelo . " ] i Et Ghorob Sand . Cons-bio was born in Spain , in what part she knew not . Her mother was a wandering gipsy , living-by hersongs . When Consuelo was a child , she was , with her mother , entertained hospitably at a Chateau in Bohemia , where a handsome youth , the lord ' s son , treated them kindly . That chateau was Giant ' s Castle , of which she was one d . iy to refuse to become the chatelaine . That young lord was Count Albert of Itudolstadfc , whose wife she was to be . At . ten years of age she beg m-to sing- in the streets of Venice ; andthere the justness ' of her voice attracted the attention of Master Porporina , who placed her in one of tho free schools of music . She then loved Anzoletto , an orphan ; . but ho , becoming jealous , wished to break with , her , and' Consuelo fled to Bohemia .
She was welcomed by tbe Budolstadts , at Giant ' s Castle , and became the governess of the Baroness . Amelia , the old Count ' s niece . Here she was beloved by Count Albert , who passed for a . crazy man , but who possessed a mind poetically exalted far above those that surrounded bim . One day tbe perfidious Anzoletto arrived at Giant ' s Castle , with the intention of carrying Consuelo away from Albert ; but , becoming aware of bis design , she , Joffc the chateau early in the' mornine , and travelled to Vienna On foot , to seek her old master Porporina . Thinking Consuclo ' s love foolish , Porporina suppressed iheir correspondence . When she again saw Albert he was on his death-bed ; she became bis wife , and when his spirit had passed away , her master dragged' her from her husband ' s corpse , and she retunied to the stage .
Having , with Porporina , left Vienna for Berlin , Consuelo met the King of Prussia , disguised as the Baron e Krenfz , at the chateau of Roswald , in Moravia , where sho prevented the assassination of Frederick . Porporina was in t allowed to cross the Prussian frontier , and Consuelo was compelled to go on alone to Berlin , to fulfil his engagement . f One evening at the Opera , Consuelo saw tho pale face of Albert looking down upon her from the first tier of boxes ; and , some divya afterwards , Cilgliostro , ft sorcerer , having promised to show her the person of whom she then thought , showed her , not tbe Porporina whom she bad figured in ber
mind , but Albert . Sbe again saw the same face at the entrance of the Cabinet of Curiosities in the Royal Palace . This mystery was , however cleared up when sho ' lrarntthat this apparition was no other than Trismegistus , a man consulted as a sorcerer by tho Princess Amelia , and who was an associate of thV famous Cagliostro . Tho Princess Amelia had long loved the celebrated Baron Trenck , proscribed by Frederick for presuming to love the sister of a King ! Consuelo had become the confidant of this unfortunate passion . Watched by the emissaries of Frederick , her , secret relations with the Princess , and herlover were doomed ; and the despot , determined to punish her . *
TBEARBBaT . When Consuelo awokeJn the morning she found a wreath of white roses suspended above . her head , round the crucifix which she . inherited-from her mother ,, and ; from which she had never parted . ; At . the , same ^ tinie , she , remarked that , the . branch , of cypress , . whiqh ,,. from , a , certain evening of triumph : at . Vienna , when it , had been thrown on the stage by an unknown hand , had' never ceased' to ornament the crucifix , bad . disappeared . In rain she sought for it on ail s | des . It . seemed aa . if in placing . this , fresh , and . sparkling wreath ih ' its , stead , this , m , burnful trophy , had been purposely removed . He * servant could neither tell her in what way , nor at what hour thisoxohange had been effected . The flowers , were as fresh as though they had onl y been gathered the moment before , and as full of perfume as if it were in
, the midst , of summer . Consuelo . sighed , bitterly as . she . thought that such beautiful roses were to be found at this , sjeason in no other place than the royal greenhouses , and . that her , maid might , well attribute this homage to the king . ; •? And yet he did not know bow much I valned . my cypress , " ' th ought she ; "why has he taken it from , me ? Wherefore , - . indeed ! Accuwed be . tbe hand ; that committed this sneri-; lege f i to , whomsoever it may , belong !'' But as Porporina angrily threw the crown far from her , a small piece of parchment fell from it ; which having picked up , she read tjhe following words in an unknown handwriting"Every noble , action deserves its , reward , and the ; only reward worthy of great minds , is the homage of aympathe-_ ic spirits . let the cypress disappear , generous sister , and let these flowers bind your brow , if . it be but for a moment .
It is tbe diadem of your bethrothal ; it is the token of your external league with virtue , and that of your admission to the communion pf . helievers . " . Consuelo , stupified , examined , the characters ,, for some , tyme , bef imagination in vain trying to detect in them some resemblance to the writing of Count Albert . In spite of the distrust inspired by the circumstances in which she was p ' aced , and without clearly knowing why / she ' obeyed the affectionate injunctions of those unknown friends . She placed the wreath upon . ber disordered hair , fixing her eyes -ijpon . a , eias 8 , as though she expected to see a beloved and cherished shade behind her . Her revery was broken by a ; violent ring at the bell , which ; wadb'her tremble ,, arid . a . servant came to " inform , her that 1 M . de Biiddenbrock had a message to . give her directly . This message was delivered wiih all the arrogance of a king ' s aidecfe-camp , when be is no longer beneath the eyes of his
master . " Mademoiselle , " said he , as soon as he , bad entered the salon , ' " you must follow me directly to . the king ; make haste , for the king must n » t be kept waiting . " ' " I shall not eo to ' the ki « £ in my slippers and dressinggown , " replied Consuelo 1 " I will / give' yoii five minutes to dress yourself , " returned Baddenbrocki . drawing out his watch , and making her a sign to withdraw into her chamber . ' ' '' . ' '' . ' Before the time , Consuel 6 reappeared before Bnd-lenbrock . She appeared so calm and undaunted , that he begun to fear
that her influence with the king might bring him into « ig ' racefor bis bad treatment . He , therefore , became bu Title , ajod said to her , hat in band , ih _ bis' imbsi p » ijie manner . '" This '' ilademoiselle , ' is a magnificent winters morning . '' ' . ' Certainly , sirharon , " replied Consuelo , with an ironical smile ; "the weather is magnificent for a drive outside the walls . " - ¦ ¦¦ ' ¦ - ¦ ¦¦<¦ ¦¦ While saying this , Consuelo thought that she might , indeed ^ pass the rest of this magnificent ( lay on tbe road to some fortress . But Buddenbrock thought that she threatened hith with that fate ; and in ' apitepf his ' anxieiy to please , he could not conceal the anguish he frit , '•¦'* '' ¦ '
! Consuelo was shown into a ' Small and d ' rty apartment , where she . heard the king " declaiming " to Voltaire against female ccm _ p . atoT 9 . ' ; After a quarter of on hour of pinnivu anxiety , the terrible . Frederick at last appeared , frightfully disfigured by passion . -- : ' . ' ! " listen to ' me attentively'" he said to Consuelo , darling a dreadful look at her ; " ypu are unmasked , you are lost ; yoivbave but one means of saving " yourself , that is , to Cinfess all this very moment ^ honestly and unhes'tating ly . ' And as Consuelo was preparing to reply : "On your hopes , unfortunate creature ; on yonr knees ! " hecrje ^ pointing to the ground ; "it is " n *> t Ending you m infikesur . Ii a
,- .-.: . > -. wow should already be humbled W tie a ; st : "" To your knees , I tell you , or I will not Usten to if rt y 0 » h & IhaVeahsoiutelynothine to tell you , " re plied Consuelo , in a calm tone , "you have nothing to hear ; anu » for kneeling before you . you will never ma H % lVben ^ ' - For & moment the king thought of trampling her b ene ^ his feet . Consuelo . involuntarily looked ;;¦ Frederick's hands , which were stretched convulsively towards ber , till she almost ^ ncied 8 be 00 U 1 Q see his nails lengthen and stand out from h , 8 * a ? . » ke the claws of a cat about to rush on its " pre )"" .. " . * he royal olaws were asooickly sheathedFrederick ! l ^! l emidstof ; . iis iaednneh had
. ,., . _ , too much grandeur of mi ! .. n , " ?' '" pot to admire courage in others . He smiled whir .. ** a e ' ng a contempt he was far from feeling . . " Miserable child ! " said he , with - " ° ^ P' * ! " tney have succeeded in making a ' fanatio o ^ f - But Jisten ! the moments are precious . You mav ' ve . Purchase your life ; in five minutes it will be too late I _ iVq T 0 U five minutes ; use them to advantage . Determine to ' . ' fe » l everything , or prepare to die . " " . ^? ^^ ^ " ¦ S ^^ . ' fonsuelo . indignant at a threat which ? he though it impossible that he could carry , nto exoout . on , and which she believed to have been devised to frighten her .
•• Be silent and . tako time for Mftjotton , " said the Mug , gratlnc himself before his desk and opening ; a book with an effect . tion of tranquillity which couldnot altogether conceal deep and painful emotion . k 8 * ' . « portion of this work , of which' the above is a brief outline , appeaiiU , inextento , in the last six numbers of tbe J _ uwp or tdb Pb-pie , now incorporated with this journal .
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The king continued to read for florae time ; while Consuelo resolved to bravely beard the tyrant and treat him with contempt . ' . '¦"" " "Hareyoucbhietd a resolution ? 'he ; asked , at laafc laying down bis book and crossing his legs , his elbow leaning oh tho table . ' ' . ¦ _ "I have no resolution ( o come to , " replied Consuelo ; "lam under the dominion of injustice and violence . and nothing rem . iinsfor mc but to submit to tlio consequences . " Is it I whom you tax with violence and injustice V " If it be not you , it is tho absolute power you exercise which degrades yoiir character and misleads your judgment . " "Good ! you tnke upon yourself to judge my conduct , forgetting that you have but few moments to save yourself from death . " " You have not tlio right to dispose ot my life ; I am not your subject ; and if you Woiate " rislits ° ' ° much tho worse for you . As for me , I would rather die than hvo one d iy longer under vour laws !"
• j ^" ! . nai ;"' towards mo is at all events ingennous , " said tbe king ; "but you are id ftn « Mimed with the rights 01 nations and human hiws . y 0 ttr * ovcrewn has the right to put to death whoever comes into his sWs'to conspire against him . * " « 'I conspire ? " cried Consuelo , carried away by the consciousncss of truth , and too indi gnant to exculpate herself ; and she turned away as though she would depart , not knowing clearly what she was about . ' « Where are going ? " said the king , struck with her air ' of innocence . "I am going to prison , to the"scaffold , or wherever you wish , provided only that you spare me this absurd accusation .
"You are in a passion , " replied the king , with a sardonic laugh . "Shall I tell you why ? It is because yon came here to play the part of a heroine before mo , and now you see . that your acting only serves mo as an amusement . Nothing is more mortifying , especially for an actress , than to fail in her part . " Consuelo , disdaining to reply , crossed her arms , and looked fixedl y at the king , with au assurance which all tut disconcerted him . To smother the passion which wnsonce . more swelling within him , he was obliged to break the silence and fall back upon his raillery , always hoping to irritate the accused , and lead ber to lay aside her reserve and distrust in self-defence . However he was at last overcome by tbe dauntless Cousuelio , and caused her to be conducted to another chamber . He rung . the bell , and the aide-de-camp hastened to his master . The King appeared softened and communicative . ° fr
" Buddenbrock , " said he , "this girl is an admirable creature ! At Rome she would have deserved a triumph , a car with eight horses and crowns of oak ! . Cause a postchaise to bo got ready , conduct her yourself outside the town , and put ber under a good escort upon the road to Spandau , to be there shut up and subjected to the discipline of state prisoners—do you hear ?" "Yes , sire . " " Wait a little . Get into the carriage with her as yon go through the town , and frighten her by your conversation . It will do her good to make her think she is to be given up to the executioner and flogged ovev all the causeways of the town as was the practice in the time of my father the king . But , while telling her these tales , remember that you are not to hurt a hair of her head and put on your glove when you offer her your hand . Go and ieavn , as you admire her stoical devotion , How to conduct ' yourself towards those who honour you with their confidence . Th . t will do you no harm . "
THE PRISON . Consuelo was carried back to her lodgings in Ihe same carriage that brought her to tlio palace . Two guards were placed be ' ore each door of her apartment in the interior of the house , and M . de Bruddenbrock gave her tin hour to make her preparations , warning her that her packages would bo searched by the keepers of the fortress she was about to inhabit . The locks of her trunks had been broken op ° n , and all her manuscripts and jewels carried away , by the rapacious agents of the secret polite , who , being poorly paid , were allowed thus to make up for the smallness of their salaries .
Her Cl'UCifix , 'however , had been left , and Consuelo took it down , and put it in her pocket . She next examined the crown of roses , which lay faded upon the floor , and remarked with affront that the slip of parchment containing the mysterious encouragements was no longer there . As this was the only thing which might seem to connect her with any conspiracy , she sought anxiously for it . and it last , chancing to i > ut her had in her pocket , found it there . Reassured on this point , she hastened to put together tho articles necessary for an absence , the duration of which it was impossible to tell . Suddenly , the noise of something heavy falling in the . middle of the chamber attracted ber attention ; it was a large nail run through asniall note . The style was laconic :-- " Do you wish to escape ? Show yourself at the window—in three minutes you will be in safety . "
The first impulse of Consuelo was to run to the window . But she stopped half-way , as she thought that her flight , in case , it could be effected , would seem like tbe avowal of her culpability , and such . an avowal , in such a case , always s ' uppo-esaceomplicesi ' "Oh < Princes Amelia ! " thought she , "if it be truo that you have betrayed me I will never betray , you ! I will discharge my debt to Trenck . . He saved niy life ; if it must be so , 1 wjll lose it , for him . " Animated by this , generous idea , sbe finished her package with great presence of mind * and was quite ready when Buddenbrock came to warn her that the time of departure tia _ arrived . She thought his manner more hypocritical and disagreeable than usual . He did not forget the instructions of Frederick ; , and as they rode through the streets of Berlin , he laboured to terrify her with the prospect of infamous punishments in
store for her . ' When they reached the gate of Berlin , one of the grana-( jters , who accompinied tho carriage on horseback , _ approached the , opposite , door , and said to her rapidly m a low . voice ; " Be easy , signora , much blood will be shed be- , fore . any evil is allowed to bel ' al you . " In her confusion , Consuelo failed to distinguish the features of the unknown friend , who immediately withdrew . The carriage took the road to , the fortress . at full gallop , and in an hour Consuelo was incarcerated in the chateau , of Spandau with all the customary formalities , or rather with tho few formalities , which absolute power has occasion to employ . ' During her first nig ht in prison she was troubled by fearful dreams . She had just awoke , when three knocks at the door were heard , and the keeper cried , in a loud , voice"Prisoner , No . Three , get up and dress yourself ; 1 shall return in a quarter of an hour . "
Upon his return , the jailor , wboso name was Schwartz , informed Consuelo that sho mig ht live here as well as at home , at ber . own expense . . . ' But , " said ' Consuelo , "my purse has been taken from me ; I have no . money . " ' ' ' . ' Well , madame , " rej . lied Schwartz , not without a visible effort over himself , " I am going to prove to you that my family is honest , and that you have to do with worthy people . Your purse is in my pocket ; here it is ! " and M shook the purse ' before the eyes of Consuelo , and then quietly replaced it in his pocket . ' "May it profit you ! " said Consuelo , astonished at his impudence . ' ,,,..,.,. Schwsvrt-then proceeded tossy that be wonjld Repp the money and supply all her wants ; and that ber harpsichord and music would bo sent to her chamber . ( To be Continued . )
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. The current number of the " Quarterly Review conlains 3 an interesting article oil'"Recent Epics , " in which his 8 magniloquent reverencp , Robert . Montgomery , g < - £ s utt- .-ffo ' eked of bis ( poetic ) Divinity , after a glorious dressing . ' One of Genera ) Washington ' s slate papers , the " Farewell II Address , " accounted one of his choicest and most masterly y compositions , is discovered to have been written by Mr . r . Hamilton . ' In " Prazer , " Kingsley ' s tale ot " Hypalia" moves along g Bpa U ngly , evincing a t , every page his knowledge of human in nature , especially in its religious development and its fana- aticism . The critics , however , will have it that the subject ct is a failure . " We shall see . ' Macbeth and Shylock vpoiM i \ d
have ' been predicted failures to our dramatists , only Shakes- ispeare has succe' -dfld with them . \ Y , e think No . II . of the " Westminster Review" an im- improvement on the first . The crack articles are on " Physical ical Puritan ! m , " by Dr . S . Brown , and the new " Theory ot y ot Population , deduced from the General Law of Animal ter- fertility , " , by Herbert Spencer , and " Europe , iti Conditions ions and " prospects . " There is also a * very clever article'by 3 'by G . H . L «" » otl " Shelley ' and the letters of Poets . " eta . " The summaries o ' f contemporary literature—English , ^ rhe-Vrhe rican , French , and German , are loo short and sketchey . chey : Mr- Horace May hew has 'delivered three lect»— " ' •' ¦ ' ' ' ¦' bnreli , on "Hidden Life in T . « - ¦ ' , - _ Bt Ri ,. - ,. - 5 p ' VL " al Bi 5 in E
• . .. w « r > : • •— ^ Poor / " Ihe ^ or V- _„ . " Subjecte- " Tb « Thu < . . * . " — . « cn , " and "theThieves / ' ' « . oong forthcoming literary novelties , it is ahnounceounceci , that Jerrold has a story in . preparation , and that Thackery : kery that twin Hogarth and Fielding , of our century , will bavl bavin his new work put in four or five weeks from this time . ' . .. ' Among tbe novelties already issued , is a work on " Salt ; ' Salt ;';' in which the author asserts that the true meaning of thof thai myth of the pillar of salt , into which the self-willed . pouaspouas of Iiott was transmogrified , is , that she killed herself witllf witltl eating salt . Indeed , according to this philanthropishropisia Howard yclept ) salt , is roan ' s '' original depravity . " \ Vh * Whh knbvy but be may be tbe " coming man , " destined to realfz realiziz Fourricr ' s prophecy , and turn the Ocean into a " bowl powl 11 punch ? " Pray God he may .
Laihartine ia writing a serial work , called the " . Civilizer , » ilizer , r , jn which ha proposes to write the History of HumanitymanitVV [ Modest man !) in the lives of its great men , from Mosea looses 11 NapC leon . The " ^» des deux Monies" contains a beautifa ] p . o'f . uV B 0 0 trait of the German poet , Henri Heine , and a notable article article on Margaret Fuller . .. < .. < : H » w are tbe mi Bhty fcNen ! Dooglass Jerrold is instalh instalWh Editor of "Lloyd ' s Weekly Newspaper . "
A Little Boy, Ten Years Old, Drowned Him...
A little boy , ten years old , drowned himself in Derby ( Derby v i Wednesday last , from mortification at his mother havier havinin discovered that he stole sixpence ,
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