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'Nay, then, depart!

Thou wilt not stay in thy ceaseless task,
When a lingering hour is all I ask ;
But this warm heart

In eternity's sunshine soon shall bask;
Depart! depart!'

A smile, a sad, sad smile, a starting tear
Lingered an instant on that spotless cheek,
And both departed with the dying strain!

The mould now rests upon that form; and cold,
Cold as her marble is that marble brow!"

We close our extracts, and in justice to their author again repeat that they must not be viewed as finished productions. They were only the first fruits of a genius that had not enjoyed every advantage of early cultivation; and were the production of occasional hours of relaxation from severe duties; and only as such should be judged. Had Heaven lengthened out the days of their author, we doubt not he would have won a high place among the writers of our country. But it was not so to be: the shaft of the spoiler was sped, and in the morning of his manhood Griswold was called to sleep in the grave of the gifted!

"Rest thee, bard! no cares beset thee,
In the mansions of the blest;
Though a mourning throng regret thee,
Yet it will not harm thy rest:
Fare thee well! thy place of sleeping
Guardian Virtue watchful keeps ;
She will point to kindred weeping,
Where the sainted Poet sleeps!"

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MARSHAL DAVOUST.

Some business carried me to the saloon of the general-in-chief; he was standing up, speaking in a very bad humor (according to custom) to several officers. I waited my turn. Looking mechanically around me, my eyes fell upon a large sheet of paper open upon the Marshal's table; mechanically I read the line, in large letters, that was at the top of the paper. I read,

"CANTONMENT OF FRENCH TROOPS BEYOND THE

LOIRE."

During the few days that the army remained under the walls of Paris, the Emperor offered several times, even after his abdication, to place himself at the head of the troops, as a simple General, for the purpose of striking a decisive blow. At several of the barriers there were horses kept in readiness, by domestics in his livery. Marshal Davoust being informed of these propositions-he who had obtained from the Emperor a fortune of eighteen hundred thousand livres of incomepublicly announced his intention of arresting Bonaparte, in the event of his presenting himself either as Emperor or General!

THE ROYALISTS DURING THE HUNDRED
DAYS.

A provisionary government had been formed after the second abdication of the Emperor. The army was assembled under the walls of Paris. The enemy might still have been forced to purchase dearly the fruits of its lucky victory at Waterloo. M. Real, who had been appointed prefect of police, on the arrival of the Empe ror at Paris, on the 20th of March, proceeded to the house of the Duke of Otranto, where the members of the provisionary government, of which the Duke was president, were assembled. M. Real went for the purpose of resigning his office.

"I do not desire," said he," to remain in office to open the gates of Paris to foreigners, as was done in 1814."

They replied that things were not yet desperate, that Whoever is able to do so, may explain the following it was necessary to wait the result of the negotiations fact. I speak as an eyewitness.

that had been commenced, and, if it should come to that, the chances of battle.

The French army had lost the battle of Waterloo, in consequence of numerous faults committed (whatever "Could you," said Carnot, a member of the gomay be said) by Marshal Ney, Marshal Grouchy, and vernment, "arrest two or three hundred royalists, who, the Emperor himself. The army had effected its re- by their intrigues, embarrass the action of the govern treat upon Paris. The Emperor, returned to the Elysee- | ment, and prevent the execution of our plans ?" Bourbon to sign a second abdication, had left the chief "Nothing would be easier, but I will not do it; the command with Marshal Davoust. The grand head-royalists at this moment are quiet. The Prussians and quarters were at Villette.

In the opinion of many military men all was not yet lost; at any rate, things had not yet been brought to a conclusion. The army, a little recovered from its fa- | tigues, was full of anger; it demanded to be led to battle; and would not have been deaf to the voice of the representatives of the people deputed to it. What might have been the consequence of a different course from that which was pursued, no one can tell.

What I pretend to establish, is, simply, that nothing | was yet terminated. Twenty-four hours after the fact of which I am about to speak, the Prussians, chased by the French cavalry, fled along the road to Versailles, In fine, the words suspension of arms and capitulation, had not yet been pronounced.

English are at work for them; they have no occasion to meddle in the matter. If it be resolved to defend ourselves, to fight, it will be a different thing. In that event I will remain at my post; and it will not be 300, or 600, but perhaps 6000 royalists that I will arrest. And if the struggle should be prolonged, it may be presumed that I wili do more than arrest them; for in that case they may rise against us; my duty will then be to restrain them, and I will not hesitate about the means. But all this is perfectly useless. Instead of preparing for battle, you are treating with the ene my. Paris is your palladium, and you are ready to sacrifice everything to save a city. I am, consequently, perfectly useless to you, and I come accordingly to offer my resignation."

"Designate some one to supply your place."

"It is a bad trust to give to any one; I should despair, if any of my friends was charged with it." "What do you think of M. Courtin, formerly imperial attorney?"

law as it was called, which classed in the same rank and subjected to the same law, the son of a duke, and that of his farmer, and which opposed a barrier to aristocratical ambition, which time or some distinguished action could alone beat down. From that moment France was lost, the scenes of '93 were returned.

"I have heard him well spoken of. The firmness, which I am informed he possesses, would be superflu- M. de Talleyrand was a man of too much intellious; but take him if you please, and especially if he gence not to appreciate at its proper value the famous pleases to accept the office. I wish him much happi-voyage to Ghent; but he had too much tact to speak of

Dess,"

M. Real, having again become a private man, was proscribed by Fouché, his old friend. He was indebted to the Duke of Descazes for his permission to return to France.

On quitting the prefecture of police, M. Real burnt all his correspondence during the Hundred Days. If these papers had been saved, the restoration would have found in them precious information as to the value of the devotion of certain men. I could cite names, but I will imitate the discretion of which M. Real has set me an example.

THE VOYAGE TO GHENT.

The voyage to Ghent, that title to so many favors in the first days of the second restoration, to so many accusations after the revolution of July, was not equally appreciated by all the ministers who came into power after the Hundred Days. The Duke of Feltre was almost the only person who attached great value to this proof of fidelity; the Duke was himself a new convert, he had all the zeal of a neophyte, and labored by all the means in his power to cover with oblivion his former services. For him, for the creator of fourteen categories, there existed in fact but two-the brigands of the Loire, and the men of Ghent; and if in his organization of the army-(I use the word organization to express an idea, for what the Duke of Feltre accomplished in 1815 and 1816, never deserved the name of an organization)—if then to complete the rolls of officers of his shadow of an army, he resolved to use the brigands of the Loire, it was because he was unable to find a large enough number among the men of Ghent.

it as the Marshal Saint-Cyr had done.

A young man was engaged in soliciting a situation; he sought M. de Talleyrand. Louis XVIII. had particularly recommended him as having been at Ghent. "It appears to me, sir, that if the King desires to give you a place, he has no occasion for my assistance to do so. But, in fine, you have been at Ghent ?" "Yes, sir."

"Are you very sure, sir, that you were at Ghent ?" "How, sir!"

"Do you see I also was at Ghent; I am certain of it. There were three or four hundred of us in that city, and I have already given places to more than fifteen hundred as having been there. You see, that without wronging any one, I may be allowed to doubt on this subject."

ZEAL.

M. de Talleyrand is one of those men to whom the public have ascribed the greatest number of bons mots. Loans are only made to the rich, they say, and M. de Talleyrand is really rich in wit. In 1815, after the Hundred Days, M. de Talleyrand, on his appointment as Minister of Foreign Affairs, received a visit from those employed in his department. "There is one thing, gentlemen," he said, "which I recommend to you above everything else; it is, that you have no zeal. I detest zeal."

THE PROVOST COURTS.

Whenever a government creates extraordinary tribuMarshal Gouvion-Saint-Cyr, the immediate succes-nals, it appoints its judges not for the purpose of trying, sor of the Duke of Feltre, required some other guaranties than could be furnished by an emigration of a few days. The voyage to Ghent was of but little importance in his eyes. When applications were made to him founded upon this claim alone, he would reply with an ironical smile-"You have then made the sentimental journey to Ghent; you have done well; but if you have no other antecedent services on which to found your claims, I advise you to destine yourself for a civil

but of condemning. This principle must be applied to the Provost Courts-an atrocious jurisdiction, which I will describe in a single word.

career."

A Provost's Court which sat at Macon, in 1816, condemned to an imprisonment of two years an old soldier then employed as a laborer on a farm, for having called his horse Cosack; he had been found wanting in the respect due by France to the foreign armies, and the Provost's Court of the Saone and Loire thought itself charged with the duty of avenging the insult. The

This severe frankness rendered the illustrious Mar-poor man died in prison. shal, who took so much trouble to repair the blunders of the Duke de Feltre, extremely unpopular. Under the Duke they had dreamt of the return of the good old times; under him, at least, a duchess could solicit a regiment for her cousin, and a marchioness be brought to bed, as in former days, of a captain of dragoons. Marshal Saint-Cyr, to destroy at once all these hopes, to cut off all such solicitations, presented and caused to be adopted his famous recruiting law—his revolutionary

Everybody at this time refuses the responsibility of the introduction of Provost's Courts; and it is with reason they do so. He who first conceived the idea of drawing the restoration beyond the law, was a great enemy both of his country and of the restoration. It is a mistake to suppose extraordinary tribunals useful under extraordinary circumstances. It is a violent but inefficient remedy, and inflicts the most deadly wound upon the hand that employs it.

MILITARY HONORS TO PORTE-COCHÈRE.

Had I only heard the story which I am about to relate, I should not have believed it to be true; but I speak as an eyewitness, and I could call more than fifteen hundred persons to substantiate its correctness. On the return of Louis XVIII. from Ghent in 1815, he stopped at Cambray; he refused the lodgings which had been offered him in the palace of the bishopric, because the bishops had, during the Hundred Days, figured on the Champ de Mai; and he passed the night in the house of one of the richest inhabitants of the city. From 1816 to 1820, on the anniversary of the passage of Louis XVIII. through Cambray, the troops of the garrison were assembled on the parade ground, and there, formed in platoons, they defiled before the house which Louis XVIII. had inhabited; the officers saluting the porte-cochère with their swords. In 1820 this ceremony took place for the last time; the officers defiled before it on that occasion with their backs turned, shrugging their shoulders, and with such other strong marks of contempt that it was never attempted again.

THE GLASS EYE.

The true Emperor of Austria, H. M. Metternich the first, has but one eye; but this loss is so ingeniously concealed by a glass eye, that it is generally unknown, even in Germany. M. de Metternich, formerly a very handsome man, was still young when he lost the sight of his left eye in consequence of disease. The globe of the eye remained entire, but dulled and without light. A skilful artist, whose talent and discretion were well paid, succeeded in covering this globe with a moveable. envelope of enamel, perfectly like the right eye, with all its color and brilliancy. The envelope is affected by every motion of the globe of the eye, and the illusion is so perfect, that M. de Metternich was enabled to figure in all the congresses, to pass his life in the world, and to marry twice, without his secret having been discovered. A singular circumstance betrayed it to the public.

George IV. King of England, had expressed a desire to obtain for his gallery the portraits of all the sovereigns of Europe. His most distinguished painter, the celebrated Lawrence, was sent for this purpose to the continent. Lawrence concluded that George IV. would be pleased to have the portrait of Metternich, were it only as an appendage to that of the Emperor Francis. He asked the permission of the Prince, and obtained several sittings from him.

WERTHER.

Goethe represented at the congress of Aix-la-Chapelle, the sovereign of whom he was both the minister and friend. The great age of the poet, his fine figure, and his immense renown, drew upon him the attention and homage of all the plenipotentiaries of the congress. An Englishman, who had just arrived, and was but little familiar with German literature, inquired with a good deal of curiosity of one of his countrymen the name and title of a man whom the most distinguished persons only accosted with veneration. He was told that it was the celebrated Goethe, the illustrious author of Werther. He was satisfied with what he heard, and approaching Goethe, saluted him and said:

"I have just arrived, sir, from Paris; I have seen your Werther, it is a charming work, and has amused me extremely."

"How, sir?"

"It is one of the pieces at which I have laughed most heartily; there is particularly one actor, named Potier, who is full of rage-he is quite a curiosity."

The only reply that Goethe made was to turn his back upon the speaker, pronouncing the word pfest (horse)!

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HEROES IMPROVISED.

About the year 1817 or 1818, Lieutenant-General Count Cæsar Berthier had been named inspector-general of infantry in the 12th military division, of which the head-quarters, now at Nantes, were at that period at la Rochelle.

The isle of Rhé, which was a part of this division, had a garrison of two battalions of infantry; the General was to inspect them. He was received at Saint Martin, the principal, or rather the only city of the island, in the house of the mayor. This functionary thought it would be well in the presence of a Lieutenant-General of the King's armies, to make some display of the royalist sentiments which animated him.

The General professed the most perfect indifference in matters of political opinion, and it was not long be fore he grew weary of the loquacious loyalty of the municipal magistrate.

"Sir," said he to the mayor, "your opinions do you much honor; but I see in your house things which appear to me but little in accordance with the senti ments you profess."

"How, General ?”

scenes under the empire have been removed from the museum and the gallery of the Luxembourg? Ought it not to be so in the house of a functionary appointed by the King?"

"What is the meaning of these pictures, on which I On one of these occasions, Lawrence observed that a see the name of the Emperor, battles, capture of cities, ray of light fell directly on the left eye of M. de Met- &c. &c.? Do you think that we are still at that period? ternich, and that the Prince supported it without lower-Are you ignorant that all the paintings representing ing the eyelid, and even without contracting the brow. He at first admired the eagle glance which could thus resist the sun; but fearing that such a position would finally fatigue the Prince, he engaged him to change it. But M. de Metternich found himself comfortably seated, and preferred to remain where he was. Lawrence insisted several times upon the change, and was unable to comprehend the obstinacy of M. de Metternich, until the valet de chambre informed him by a sign, that the left eye of the Chancellor of Austria had nothing to fear from the sun.

"But, General, these pictures, to which I attach no sort of importance, are the only ornaments of this room."

"If you call those things ornaments, I have nothing more to say; it seems to me, however, that you might find better."

"I would have already had them removed, General,

but they were placed there at the time that the paper | lottery had not been called the royal lottery of France' was; it has changed color everywhere except under the the circumstance that I have just mentioned would pictures, and my saloon would be frightful if there were have sufficed to make it deserve the title. four large squares of fresh papering in the midst of hangings already much faded."

"At least cause the seditious inscriptions that I read at the bottom of them to disappear; you might easily make better. Take down one of thern, and give me some paper."

The General, dictated an inscription to his aid-decamp, had one of the frames opened, and pasted over the old inscription that which he had just dictated; it was-the battle of Austerlitz, gained by H. M. Louis XVIII. The same change effected in the second picture which represented the battle of Jena; this was given to H. R. H. Monsieur, Count d'Artois; the battle of Eglan to H. R. H. the Duke d'Angoulême; that of Moskowa to H. R. H. the Duke of Berry. Another and the last battle was about to be given to the Duchess d'Angoulême; but no woman was represented in this last picture, and the General, fearing lest the pleasantry should appear too striking, stopped with the Duke of Berry.

CONSEQUENCES OF MILITARY EXECU-
TIONS.

When an unfortunate soldier is condemned to death by a council of war and executed at Paris, the receipts at the bureaux of the lottery are augmented by more than a half in the fortnight which succeeds. Whenever the Gazette des Tribunaux publishes the account of the execution of a soldier, it registers with great care the number of the coach used to carry him to the plaine de Grenelle: it is this number (of the coach) which decomposed and recomposed in every possible way, reproduces itself on an immense number of tickets, all of which will be certainly successful. The calculations are infallible if it be possible to obtain the age of the prisoner, and to combine the number of his years with that of the coach.

Since the government, in its exalted philanthropy, “You see,” sir, said he, "the resemblance in your has prohibited the circulation of chances below the pictures is not so striking that one may not be deceived; price of two francs, associations of under shareholders besides all did in fact take place under the virtual reign | are formed (the fools who lay out their money in lotteof H. M. Louis XVIII. One may, therefore, without [ries are pompously styled shareholders). These under impropriety attribute to him or the Princes of his house shareholders, to the number of four or five, unite their whatever was done, because it all passed under their capitals for the purchase of the minimum chance fixed names." by the legislature.

"It is true, General; I had not thought of that, and I thank you very much.”*

SMALL STREAMS FROM GREAT RIVERS.

Besides the civil list, fixed at 25,000,000 of francs, Louis XVIII. and Charles X. enjoyed a handsome revenue, the product of certain taxes and rents, the origin and amount of which escaped the investigations of the Court of Accounts. That which is known as the privy purse of the King, was a separate affair, having, like the budget of the state, its expenses and its ways and means. In 1814 and 1815, diligent investigations were made to ascertain which of all these little branches of revenue enjoyed by the ancient monarchy could be preserved under the new laws. Among the discoveries they found that the produce of winning tickets in the royal lottery of France, not claimed by the owners, would rightfully fall to the King's share. During the restoration, when a year had elapsed without any demand having been made for the money drawn by the tickets, a sort of prescription (I do not know how legal) determined that the produce of the surns thus forgotten, should be added to the privy purse of his majesty. The King, under these circumstances, exhibited himself as the real representative of his subjects.

From 1814 to 1830 the winning tickets not reclaimed produced, at least, the sum of 500,000 francs a year.

The King of France, it will be seen, was the only person in his kingdom who could gain by the lottery without adventuring anything. If, in its origin, the

*This pleasantry of General Cæsar Berthier caused him soon to be placed in retirement.

The seat of these societies is generally in the environs of the potato markets; it is there that the chances are discussed and the dreams commented on.

.M. NEPOMUCENE LEMERCIER. M. Lemercier, as member of the French Academy, has exhibited throughout his life evidence of the most honorable independence. Though received with the most extreme favor by Bonaparte when first consul, he did not vote the less publicly against his accession to the imperial throne; and he ceased to visit him as soon as he assumed the imperial crown. The Emperor loved the character of M. Lemercier, and esteemed his talents. The only favor, however, that M. Lemercier ever accepted from him, was the restitution of the va rious confiscated property that had belonged to his family. Under the restoration, M. Lemercier was what he had been under the empire; but the restoration was less fond than the empire of independence, and M. Lemercier was from 1815 to 1830, in the most complete disgrace. He revenged himself by writings, breathing the purest patriotism, and contended cou rageously against the rigors of the censorship. M. Lemercier had, besides, to struggle under every government against the minor annoyances of those in power. His fine drama of Pinta was forbidden to be represented under the directory, under the empire, and under the restoration. Under the consulate, Bonaparte, who had not then established a censorship, supplied its place by sending on their travels the principal actors who played in the drama of M. Lemercier.

When, after the Hundred Days, M. de Vaublanc, the most original of all ministers of the interior, past, pre

sent, or to come, wished to purify literature, the sci- | being purchased in the city, were a little better and ences and the fine arts, he struck from the list of the smarter than any bought in the country. It was not members of the institute a certain number of men the bonnets and gowns we cared for, but the heads whose political opinions were considered suspicious. and hearts those bonnets and gowns covered. Among this number were Messrs. Etienne and Arnault. It was necessary to supply their places. M. Desèze presided at the sitting during which the new members were to be named. In examining the ballots, M. Desèze came across a ticket on which were the names of Molière and J. J. Rousseau.

The very morning after Mrs. Bradly's arrival in S-, her eldest son, Lyman, a boy ten years old, came to ask me to go and see his mother. "Mother," he said, "was not very well, and wanted very much to see Miss S--" So I went home with him. After walking half a mile along the road, I proposed getting

M. Desèze spoke in severe terms of this vote, which over the fence and going, as we say in the country, he said was an insult to the Academy.

M. Lemercier, rising immediately, said:

"I am unwilling that any one of my brother members should be suspected of what has been called an insult to the Academy. The ticket which has been thus spoken of is mine. Far be from me the thought of failing in the respect which I owe to the Academy; I have had but one wish-to give a logical vote. Heretofore, we have been invited to supply the places of deceased Academicians, we have naturally chosen from among living candidates; now we have to choose the successors of living members, we cannot do better than to select from dead candidates."

OUR ROBINS.*

At a short distance from the village of S-, on the top of a hill, and somewhat retired and sheltered from the roadside, lives a farmer by the name of Lyman. He is an industrious, intelligent, and honest man; and though he has but a small farm, and that lying on bleak stony hills, he has, by dint of working hard, applying his mind to his labor, and living frugally, met many losses and crosses without being cast down by them, and has always had a comfortable home for his children; and how comfortable is the home of even the humblest New-England farmer! with plenty to satisfy the physical wants of man, with plenty to give to the few wandering poor, and plenty wherewith to welcome to his board the friend that comes to his gate. And, added to this, he has books to read, a weekly newspaper, a school for his children, a church in which to worship, and kind neighbors to take part in his joy and gather about him in time of trouble. Such a man is sheltered from many of the wants and discontents of those that are richer than he, and secured from the wants and temptations of those that are poorer.

Late last winter Mr. Lyman's daughter, Mrs. Bradly, returned from Ohio, a widow, with three children, Mrs. Bradly and I were old friends. When we were young girls we went to the same district school, and we had always loved and respected one another. Neither she nor I thought it any reason why we should not, that she lived on a little farm, and in an old small house, and I in one of the best in the village; nor that she dressed in very common clothes, and that mine,

"'cross lots." So we got into the field, and pursued our way along the little noisy brook that, cutting Lyman's farm in two, winds its way down the hill, sometimes taking a jump of five or six feet, then murmuring over the stones, or playing round the bare roots of the old trees, as a child fondles about its parent, and finally steals off among the flowers it nourishes, the brilliant cardinals and snow-white clematis, till it mingles with the river that winds through our meadows. I would advise my young friends to choose the fields for their walks. Nature has always something in store for those who love her and seek her favors. You will be sure to see more birds in the green fields than on the roadside. Secure from the boys who may be idling along the road, ready to let fly stones at them, they rest longer on the perch and feel more at home there. Then, as Lyman and I did, you will find many a familiar flower that, in these by-places, will look to you like the face of a friend; and you may chance to make a new acquaintance, and in that case you will take pleasure in picking it and carrying it home, and learning its name of some one wiser than you are. Most persons are curious to know the names of men and women whom they never saw before, and never may see again. This is idle curiosity; but often, in learning the common name of a flower or plant, we learn something of its character or use; "bitter-sweet," "devil's creampitcher," or "fever-bush," for example.

"You like flowers, Lyman," I said as he scrambled up a rock to reach some pink columbines that grew

from its crevices.

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"I remember very well," said I, "your mother loved them when she was a little girl, and she and I once attended together some lectures on botany; that is, the science that describes plants and explains their nature."

"Oh, I know, ma'am," said he, "mother remembers all about it, and she has taught me a great deal she learned then. When we lived out in Ohio, I used to find her a great many flowers she never saw before; but she could class them, she said, though they seemed like strangers; and she loved best the little flowers she had known at home, and those we used to plant about the door, and mother said she took comfort in

them in the darkest times."

Dark times I knew my poor friend had had-much • This is the story promised in our last No., from Miss Sedg-sickness, many deaths, many, many sorrows in her wick's "Love-Token for Children." It is, in the language of the writer on Sunday Schools, "a touching and instructive lesson to young readers ;" yet "Mill Hill," or "Widow Ellis and her son Willie," would have been selected in preference, but for their greater length.--[Ed. Mess.

family; and I was thankful that she had continued to enjoy such a pleasure as flowers are to those that love

them.

As we approached Mrs. Lyman's, I looked for my

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