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PARISIAN GOSSIP

upon a few insignificant articles in a fashionable
magazine. All throng the drawing-rooms of the

TETE-A-TETE,

luckless voters, and, refusing to take any denial, WITH READERS AND CORRESPONDENTS persist in waiting if told that M

"is not at

home." One day last week a member of this impor

ents who have favored us with communica

HE Emperor, a short time since, had occasion to call at one of the workshops in the faubourgs of Paris, from which he had ordered a statue of Francis I., which is to stand in the Court of the tant body, a small elegiac poet and sonnetteer, glided WE wish to say a word to sundry correspondLouvre, on the very spot graced by that of the Duc through the half-opened door of M. R's house, tions, which have not been admitted into our pages. and disregarding the remonstrances of the servant, We wish most distinctly to say to them, that we who assured him that M. R was from home, made his way across the hall, and penetrated to an inner-room on the ground-floor, where he surprised Madame R busily employed in making some kind of confiture. But the candidate was by no means the man to be embarrassed by the circum

d'Orleans, in 1848. While there, he learnt the singular fact, that in this same atelier was to be found a statue of the unfortunate Louis XVI., cast in 1825, by order of the Restoration, and which had remained there ever since that time, buried in the sands of oblivion. "Very good," says an aide-decamp, "the metal will be just what is wanted for our new casting." "You mistake, sir," coldly replied Napoleon III., "it will figure with honor on one

stance.

“Ah!” he cried, “how much it delights me to see

cannot burthen ourselves with the task of returning them their manuscripts, or of replying to their let

ters of inquiry. We are very glad of such voluntary communications as we can use, but we want our

correspondents to understand, that whatever they may entrust into our hands, if in our judgment if rejected, they are at once consigned to oblivion. worthy of acceptance, will in due time appear, and

to contribute to the entertainment of their fellow

for decision.

readers, we shall be pleased to be their medium; and we promise this much-to carefully and faithfully give our attention to whatever is submitted On the morning when the papers contained the announcement and the particulars of the fearful murder at the St. Nicholas Hotel, in this city, of Captain Loring by Dr. Graham, the same journals contained the announcement of twenty-one other

of our public squares as it is." Since then the statue an accomplished lady condescend to the employ If, with this understanding, our friends are pleased has been dug up and exhibited upon the Boule- ment of her talents upon these little arts of domestic vard des Italiens, where multitudes of the curious life! I, madame, am no stranger to these delicacies. throng to see it. Thus it seems that the Bourbons You are making, I believe, a quince-jelly. I have had not the courage to do that for Louis Seize, the an admirable receipt for quince-jelly. Will you permartyr king, which a Bonaparte has dared to under-mit me to assist you? You will see that I shall take. This fact, says Gaillardet, is truly an eloquent acquit myself to perfection. One may be a poet, and commentary upon the reply which the Emperor yet know how to make confitures.” lately made to the Duke of Cambridge, on the occasion of his recent passage through Paris :-"I am astonished," said the English prince, "to observe the facility with which you have obtained possession of your throne among a people who yesterday hardly knew you." "Betwixt one king who fled, and another who dared not come," said Louis Napoleon, "it was absolutely necessary that monarchical France should take me!"

The lady tried in vain to excuse herself from the aid of a perfect stranger; but the visitor was so polite, had such a prepossessing address, and expressed himself so academically, that she was compelled to yield, and accept him for her assistant. He begged permission to divest himself of his coat, he borrowed an apron, and set to work, not only with marvellous grace and good humor, but with a skilful dexterity which betrayed the most consummate

murders, as occurring in different parts of the Union, including California. Twenty-two murders in one day's news! What startling statistics! What a terrible revelation of human wickedness!

WHILE the fancy stocks are showing in Wall Street alarmingly low figures, a new kind

The latest joke in the French Courts is fixed upon / experience. In a word, he delighted the good lady of stock has shot up suddenly above par, to the no

the celebrated advocate Chaix d'Est-Ange. A rich

cameo had been stolen from him. The thief was

arrested, and had the effrontery to choose M. Chaix d'Est-Ange himself for his counsel. "He could in no way obtain more renown than in delivering me from the bad box in which he placed me," earnestly said he, and "I will advise with him! Je lui donne ma confiance!" The above bit of pleasantry reminds us of a certain leader among the Parisian robbers who, in the same way, wished to entrust his defence to a well-known counsellor of the assize court. But

he sent off his client, telling him that both he and his were thieves, since he well knew that they had robbed his wife of a rich Cashmere shawl only the

evening before, at the Vaudeville Theatre.

"Can

it be possible ?" cried the brigand chief, "the graceless fools!" He immediately went home and summoned those of his men who had been on duty the previous night at the Vaudeville, and twenty-four hours after, the lawyer received his wife's Cashmere shawl, with a line from his client begging him to excuse the blunder of a beginner.

by the revelation of some important secrets on the
subject of jelly and marmalade. Presently the Aca-
demician returned home, and found the candidate
for the vacant chair busily occupied over the fire

upon a preparation of quince jelly. He stood like
one thunderstruck; but the candidate remained as
unabashed as ever. He explained the circumstance
with entire self-possession; doffed the apron; re-
sumed his coat, and became once more the man of
letters.

Unfortunately for him, the poet was less success-
ful than the cook. The Academician withheld his
vote, and recommended him to write verses in future
for those who had instructed him in the art of

making quince-jellies.

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flown!

With thee I feel that I can stem the rudest waves of life;
Thy voice can charm the tempest wild, and hush the winds
of strife:

Still may the wreath of fame be mine, and peace and glory

come,

small bewilderment of the wise men of the locality afore mentioned. The kind of stock to which we allude is-Baby-stock! It appears that in sundry places quite a rivalry has sprung up in baby-flesh, and prizes in the shape of cups, medals, and diplomas have been awarded to the fattest and hardiest babies exhibited. This new species of emulation should be encouraged, and we observe that several agricultural societies have made it a point to institute baby competitions, with the idea, no doubt, that if beef and mutton stock needs improvement, so, undoubtedly, does baby-flesh. Some of our American matrons have entered into this novel rivalry

with considerable interest, and in one place the mother of a fine baby, which had drawn the prize, modestly inquired if another prize would be offered next year; remarking, that if so, she would then have another one for competition. This announcement, of course, called down applause. If these prizes will serve to improve the varieties, they will do some good.

Talking of babies, have you read the account in the papers of the wonderful baby who accompanied a pleasure expedition to the Falls of St. Anthony! The first appearance of the baby, it seems, was received with some growling, but ere long it had laughed itself into the affections of everybody. During the jaunt, which occupied some days, the Laby never cried once. This remarkable fact so enlisted the admiration of the party, that a subscription was taken up, near three hundred dollars were raised, a cup was purchased, and filled with gold pieces, and in the presence of a large concourse,

There has been such a race for the vacant Aca- Come hither, Wife of many years, for now my griefs are demic chair, that nothing in the sporting world of this season has surpassed it; so many have been the candidates, and so fierce the alacrity with which they have struggled to attain the envied goal. The unhappy Academicians have been the victims of their own votes; for, as those who hold the power of election, they have been overwhelmed by the visits, cards, circulars, and entreaties of all those postulants who think themselves worthy the yet unconferred distinction. Some rest their claims upon a volume of unknown poems-some upon a pamphlet—some For those few pleasant days gone by, we may remember yet. with appropriate speeches, this elegant testimonial

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was presented to the baby in question. Imagine age is too effeminate. I cannot extend my support to your where-our compagnon du voyage delivered himself sheet, unless you publish all the law reports, the legal adver- of a preposterous conundrum, which, for his punthe feelings of the delighted mother. tisements, and my friend, the Rev. Mr. Pulkinville's sermons. ishment, we hand over to the reader. Why," said Yours, as you prove yourself, he, "why is this steamboat like an Irishman's fune ral?" We looked puzzled, and he triumphantly exclaimed-" Because it is followed by a wake." We looked upon him with pity; but as if nothing could dismay him, he broke out again—" Why is this boat like a rotten apple?" "Ah,” replied we, "because it is on-sound.” Upon this reply, he smiled faintly, and sank into silence.

Sir:

I have read the proposal of "Kate." Sir, I consider it
highly absurd. Sir, the public want information about the
army. That's the only subject worth thinking about! Peo-
ple, sir, delight in the pomp and circumstance of glorious
war. You must republish Scott's Tactics, Napoleon's Code,
and other military works.

Sir, I am yours in command,
CAPT. O. P. Q. POPGUN.
COLLEGE.

MATHEMATICAL DEPARTMENT, P-
Respected Mr. Editor :

—A RECENT Writer attributes what he calls the superior breeding of the Virginians-to what does the reader think? To corn bread! Oh, impotent conclusion! But his reasoning is curious, as thus-corn bread is easily digested, easily digested food frees us from pain and keeps the bowels regular, well-regulated bowels give birth to good health and cheerfulness, cheerfulness makes us urbane, while urbanity gives rise to good breeding and hospitality. This concatenation would have pleased Hamlet's speculative philosophy, and reminds one of the Dane's curious tracing of the imperial clay of Cæsar until it stops a beer barrel. Let us by all means take to eating "Johnny cakes." Let us universally take to singing the popular song so glowingly eloquent upon this "pecular institution" of the South. Who knows what the recognition of the principle advanced by this philosopher might not effect? The "Johnny cake" might become the most power-advise you to give your attention to Mathematics. It is the ful instrument of civilisation. Our children would have only to be put through a course to obtain a thorough refinement of manner. High-bred would only be another name for corn bread. The dancingmaster's occupation would be gone. Society would be revolutionized, and suppawn and milk become the grand educational course of the modern gentle

man.

KATE's letter, proposing the publication of a weekly summary of deaths and marriages, has called forth a series of replies, which we give below. Our object in publishing these replies is merely to illustrate the various and the contradictory tastes which the Publisher of a weekly journal has to cater for, and how utterly impossible it would be for him to please everybody, even if he should make the attempt. But here are the letters. They carry their own moral along with them. So listen, while we read them :· ;-

Respected Sir:

DIANAVILLE, at the hour of Noon.

I have read with astonishment the letter in your last issue, under the signature of "Kate." I certainly hope, sir, that you will not listen to her brazen proposal, and publish things

so immoral as births, marriages, and deaths. I'm confirmed in the conviction that I couldn't abide your paper for one

moment if you did. But, if you really wish to advance the cause of morality, by placing salutary examples before the

people, you should print full accounts of all murders, suicides, accidents, &c.; and, as a warning for all unmarried people, it would be advisable to report in full the crim. oon.

and divorce cases.

Sir, I remain with distinguished consideration of respect, your obedient servant,

CLEMENTINA SPINSTER.

MY GARRETT, before the Midnight Oil.

I

I am astonished at the frivolity manifested by "Kate" in

her letter to you. I am more than astonished, I am grieved.
am grieved to think that a human being should allow the
noble attributes of the mind to be engrossed by such trivial
affairs as births, deaths, and marriages.

In order to present her mind with wholesome food, I would
only study in the world worthy of an immortal being. If you
will publish the most celebrated authors on mensuration,
geometry, engineering, and all the branches of Mathematics,
with an occasional chapter from Euclid, to enliven the sheet.
I will consider the propriety of availing myself of the copy
taken by my neighbor Jones,
Yours, &c.,

A. B. PARALLELLOGRAM.
P.S.-I have an essay on "Spherical Trigonometry," which
is at your service. Price $75.

My Dear Sir:

THREE, P. M., August, 1854.

Let me advise you at once not to listen to the suggestions of Kate," and others that will be pestering you about the plan of your "Journal." Follow the advice of one who has had forty years' experience in newspaper reading. A word, sir, in confidence the only parts of a newspaper I ever read were the Prices' Current, the Stock Sales, and the Marine List. Nothing else is ever looked at by anybody, I assure you.

Respectfully,

INDEX LEDGER.

Talking about these Fall River boats, those who have not sailed upon them do not know the luxury of travelling. Every detail of comfort is so attended to, the servants are so well bred, the officers are so gentlemanly, the meals are such banquets, there is an air about everything of such well-bred quiet and repose, that one might fancy himself in the house of gentleman instead of on a steamboat. And the many distinguished looking people one always meets on these boats would serve to keep up the illusion. It always appears to us that the travellers on this route are exclusively ladies and gentlemen. We can account, however, for this peculiarity over other lines of travel, by the fact that all the Newport visitors take these boats; and Newport, we all know, is visited by the most distinguished families in the Union.

A new boat is building to take the place of one of those now in use, to be called "The Metropolis." This boat is to outdo everything we have ever known in the way of steamboats, in size, decoration, and appointments. It will be running by about the first of September.

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WE sometimes find the happiest wit in the roughest places. The following illustration, though as sharp as a needle, is hardly so polished. A few Sundays since our attention was drawn to a crowd at one of the street corners, where a person mounted on a barrel was addressing the assemblage Besides the above, we have one from "Grubb on the subject of temperance. He had been interAntiquarius," who wants the "Journal" devoted to rupted in his address by some disciple of Bacchus, an illustration of the discoveries at Ninevah and who wanted to dispute the question with him, and Pompeii; another one from " Sportit Fine," who upon our drawing near, the orator was administerthinks we ought to devote our sheet to races, fights, ing a sharp rebuke to his opponent. The orator and sporting matters generally; still another, signed was a man of large frame, tanned skin, rough dress "Sartain Cute," who likes to hear all about the new and his language was very coarse and illiterate, but notions invented everywhere; and last, "Rap Me- his retorts were exceedingly happy, quick and cutting, dium, Esq.," desires to extend the knowledge of Spi-and they told on his auditors wonderfully. "Now," ritualism. Well, gentlemen, only stick to us, and said he, "you jist shut up, you rum sucker. That perhaps we shall eventually please you all. ere mouth of yourn is a regular rum hole, and you can't open rum holes on Sunday. Its agin the law. Yer haint got no license. So jist shut up." A tremendous roar of laughter saluted tho witty speaker and his discomfitted antagonist.

A CONTEMPORARY asserts that England affords no market as yet for any American book, unless it be one that places the United States in a bad light. This is scarcely true. Hawthorne is better appreciated in England than he is in his own country. Cheap issues of Cooper and Irving have My dear Mr. Editor: Poetry is the fragrance of existence. I am one of the flow-reached immense editions, while numerous miscelers through which it is exhaled. Do you wish your Journal to succeed? Certainly! Then publish my magnificent poem, in one thousand cantos, which I have just completed, and your triumph will be supreme. Price $10 a canto. Cheap! Address, in haste, your friend,

laneous volumes have, in their republication, made vast sums for the English publisher. Indeed, America has become a permanent resource of certain publishers for their material, and for the last few years a very large proportion of the popular literature in P.S.-What an idea! Publish the deaths and marriages! England has been supplied by American authors.

Laughable, isn't it?

Sir.

PEGASSUS PARNASSUS.

CITY HALL, SUPERIOR COURT.

Let me advise you not to waste valuable time and space in following out the suggestion of "Kate." The taste of the

STEAMING it across the Sound the other day in one of the Fall River boats-which, by the way, are absolutely the largest, handsomest, best managed, and most comfortable boats that float any

THE sentiment of the following lines is a very good one to have always at hand,-cheering, stimulating encouraging

HOPE ON, HOPE EVER!
Hope on, hope ever! after darkest night,

Comes, full of loving life, the laughing Morning;
Hope on, hope ever! Spring-tide flusht with light,
Aye crowns old Winter with her rich adorning.
Hope on, hope ever! yet the time shall come,
When man to man shall be a friend and brother;
And this old world shall be a happy home,
And all Earth's family love one another'
Hope on, hope ever!

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"Now THEN, YOUNG GEN'L'MAN, WE CAN'T EXPECT THE PONY TO DRAG US BOTH UP SUCH A HILL AS THIS, AND AS YOUR LEGS
ARE YOUNGER THAN MINE, YOU'D BETTER GET OUT AND WALK."

JOKES UPON THE WAR.

greater efficacy than Bear's Grease, and that while
one can give a good rub, the other is compelled to
brush off.

We have been making a compilation of some of the
best jokes that have been let off recently, upon the
subject of the War. Punch, Diogenes, and Punchi-
Now that the Russian armies have been
nello, manage to say several good things every ordered to retire beyond the Pruth, instead of
week:-
numbering so many thousand strong, they evidently
ADMIRAL PLUMRIDGE has been punish-consist of so many thousand weak.
ing the Russians by making matters too hot for
them. He has destroyed all their tar in the dock-
yards of Uleaborg and Brahestad. This is the way
to pitch into them.

THE Government were anxious that a severe blow should be dealt to the Russians in the spring as the most favorable time for operations. We are decidedly of a similar opinion, as the spring, of all other quarters of the year, is naturally the prime time for shooting.

EVEN the British Cavalry will not be able to attack the Cossacks without paying dearly for it, since, inevitably all their horses will become chargers.

It may well be a matter of astonishment that the Emperor of Russia does not abdicate, for since he has lost his head he can find little use for his crown.

Tax Circassians have again defeated the Russians, thereby proving that Circassian Cream has

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A LETTER from an officer of the fleet

tells the following good story :-"One morning, a
few days since, we saw a large vessel eight or ten
miles a-head, which we fully believed to be a Russian
man-of-war, as she made all sail to get away, and
showed no colors. As we rapidly came up with
her she took in sail, until she was under reefed top-
sails-fighting trim: so we beat to quarters, and the
pipe sounded loudly: Hands, bring the ship into
action! For some three minutes everything was
bustle, casting the guns loose, clearing the decks,
&c. Five minutes more, and every gun was shotted
and primed, and the men standing with the match
lines in their hands, waiting for the word to firc.
Just as we got within good distance, the blackguard
ran up American colors, and coolly told us he
would have hoisted them sooner, but he wanted to
see how smart we would clear for action. If our
tars did not bless him to the wrong side of heaven,
never believe me."

SOME officers in the Baltic fleet have been writing to complain of their inability to get their linen washed for them on board. We have a very simple remedy to suggest. If they can't get washing done on board, why not leave their things out loose on deck, when, if the least storm should arise, they would have them washed overboard.

AN old gentleman, always on the alert for the latest news from the Baltic fleet, made the usual inquiry of a wag: "The latest news from the Baltic," replied the wag, "is that the fleet is in statu quo! "Ah! how far is that from Cronstadt!" asked the innocent old soul.

ALL-LIES OF THE CZA

I stand alone, I've not a friend,
I've not a blessed pal:

I've no Allies, and must depend,
On Lies without the Al.

-COALS are much wanted for the Black

Sea flect. Probably, until our steam is supplied with coal, it cannot reduce the Russian fortresses to ashes.

THEY say that Nicholas is laboring under a liver afection-the only sort of affection of which his nature is capable. It appears, therefore, that the Czar is troubled with bile; and there can be no doubt that he complains bitterly of Gaul.

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THE BLACK SEA.

[SEBASTOPOL.] Engraved for this Journal by Mr. J. W. Orr.

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the Black Sea, for extent, occupies a position between | pearanco. Eastward from the Bosphorus, the coast the Baltic-which extends over a space of 160,000 is rather low. From Cape Baba to Cape Carambis, S our readers would no doubt like to have some square miles-and the North Sea, which covers and still further on to Sinope and to the entrance of exact knowledge of this immense basin of 260,000 square miles. The Black Sea is connected the Kizil Ermak, the shore is high. To the east of water, it may interest them to know that the Black with the Sea of Azof by the Straits of Kertch-for- Sebastopol, the shore rises bold and precipitous Sea separates the southern parts of Russia from merly called the Straits of Yenikalé; with the Medi❘ several hundred feet. The remainder of this coast Asia Minor. Its length is nearly 700 miles, extend-terranean, by the Bosphorus, the Sea of Marmora, alternates between low and sandy flats, and consiing from 28 deg. to 41 deg. 30 min. cast longitude, | and the Dardanelles. The Black Sea receives the and from 41 deg. to 46 deg. 40 min. north latitude. drainage of a larger extent of country than any Its greatest width is 400 miles, and is from the other sea, except the Yellow Sea. Its water, in mouth of the Dn.eper to the opposite shore, near the consequence, is salt to a very slight degree. Its Bosphorous. It is narrowest in the middle, being specific gravity, compared to that of ordinary fresh scarcely more than 160 miles; but towards its water, is 1142 to 1000. The specific gravity of the eastern limits it extends to almost 300 miles. Geo- water of the Atlantic is 1288, and of the Baltic, graphers estimate that it covers a space of 180,000 about 1040. square miles. Assuming this estimate to be correct,

derable elevation. Near Mangalia is a range of the Balkan Mountains extending almost to the shore. The Black Sea is easily navigated, and presents but few difficulties and dangers.

Sebastopol is the principal Russian harbor; but, although a splendid piece of inland water, it was not a naval port until created one by Catherine II., whe founded the present town and port of Sebastopol, The shores of the Black Sea are of very varied ap- soon after she had obtained possession of the Crimea,

called the Crimea.

by conquest from the Turks. The first stone of the By a tact that woman only knows, and the sacri- But what imports it to bring forth such single fortress was laid in 1786, and from that year this so-fice of all her jewelry, she won over the grand vizier instances of heroism when every page of history but called Gibraltar of the southern frontier of Russia to her interest, and so influenced by him the Turk-multiplies these examples? Patriotism, as we obhas daily increased in strength and importance. It ish general, that peace was proposed and finally car- served before, dwells in every female bosom. The stands on the western side of the peninsula of land ried out; the nation thus owing to the presence of opportunity may not arise during a lifetime of mind of one woman their entire liberation. It is of exercising this quality, best known in its noble Catherine we are told that being, after her husband's thoughts, generous self-sacrifices, and its exertions death, styled "great, wise, and mother of the peo- in the cause of human happiness. These are but ple," she refused all these titles except the last, other phases of our national love now beautifying which she said she hoped ever to preserve. our home-hearths. Long may they dwell there, Nor is it only the noble who are heroines, for still silent household angels; but we are not the less throughout the Alps is remembered Martha Glar, persuaded that the great public to which we belong sprung from a lowly shepherd line. is never lost sight of, and that when America demands the services of her daughters, they will rise in one common cause, and prove that indeed heroism and patriotism is but another name for Woman!

The principal bay is about three miles and a half in depth, with a width of three-quarters of a mile at the mouth, widening to nearly a mile, and then narrowing to six or seven hundred yards at the head,

The entrance to the harbor is defended by strong batteries, placed at the extremity of the two points of land that form the bay. Besides these, there is another fronting the town, and two more on the double point on which the town stands, with a redoubt higher up.

About a mile from the mouth of the bay, the grand port for vessels of war forms a sort of small arm, running in a south-west direction. This arm, which the Tartars used to call Kartali-Kosh (Vulture Bay), is now called Yujnaïa-Bukhta, or South Port. It is upwards of a mile and a half in length, with a width of 400 yards at the entrance, and has a little narrow creek of about 600 yards in length, in which ships can be laid up in ordinary with perfect safety.

The town of Sebastopol itself is not much above a mile in length, and is nowhere more than 400 yards

wide.

OUR HEROIC WOMEN OF HISTORY.

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So noble a subject as female heroism, or the deeds of our heroic women of history, is a theme well calculated to inspire even the most timid bosom.

When we consider how these our sisters have

This woman at the time when her native valleys, that had slept undisturbed for ages, were beginning to echo to the rumor of French threats and Gallic perfidy, sprung forward a woman born of the times, and convoking around her a host of her coun try-people, marched with them against the approaching enemy, holding first a meeting in the churchyard, wherein she addressed them as daughters of William Tell, and told them the time was at hand when they were to prove themselves worthy descendants of that deliverer of his country.

It is reported of her, that she performed prodigies of valor at the battle of Frauenbrun, and that out of the two hundred and sixty gallant women her spirit had aroused to follow her, only eighty left the field alive. Well did she carry out her own feeling when she implored them "to conquer or to die; to live or to perish with the freedom and independence of their dear country."

AN ENCOUNTER WITH A WOLF.-A few days ago a M. Louit, proprietor of an estate situated on the confines of the Ardêche and the Haute Loire, had gone up to his bedroom, and was about to lie down. Having opened the window to close the shutters, he distinctly heard the noise of an animal splashing in the river, the overflowing waters of which were beating against the wall of his house. Believing that it was the dog, he sent his son, a lad 11 years old, across the garden to take him in. Hardly, however, had he given the order when he repented it. The animal, which could now be seen by the light of the moon, had no ordinary aspect. Having reached the shore, the real dog began to bark in Nor must we forget Joan of Arc, well as her a very singular manner, and climbed up the wall of history is known throughout the world. This simple the enclosure, scenting the approach of an enemy. peasant girl, at the age of nineteen, was the imme- The father, who could no longer be mistaken about diate cause of the establishment of Charles VII. on the nature of the nocturnal visitor, wildly cried to his the throne of his ancestors, and of the expulsion of son not to advance. It was too late; the lad had the English from her country. Joan appears to already left the garden, the door of which was have considered herself an instrument in the hands violently closed by the wind, and was thus left a prey of Heaven for the deliverance of France. She to the ferocious beast. Indeed, the wolf perceived cannot but feel that there are amongst us, even at appeared before Charles dressed as a warrior, then him, and was hastening towards his prey, howling the present day, Joan d'Arcs, Catherines, and Ma-arming herself cap-a-pie, mounted on horseback, most frightfully, which put in motion the whole and appeared thus to the whole people, the king in-household. The lad would no doubt have been torn vesting her with the supreme command of his to pieces had not the dog, understanding the danger army. We know how this persuasion in her of his young master, placed himself between them, heavenly mission struck terror at last into the hearts of the English-how she raised the siege of Orleans how she took possession of Auxerre, Troges, and Chalons, and opened the road for the king to Rheims where he was ultimately crowned. We know how she fell into the hands of the English and was put to death by them on the scaffold. Yet her unhappy fate can but make us admire more this admirable heroine, who dared all dangers for the sake of serving her prince and her country.

stood forward on the pages of history, how each of their names have become household words, and their deeds have stirred in us an amount of patriotic ardor

that awaited but the time to call it into action, we

rullas, with women as Roman-hearted as Volumnia, Valeria, and Vergilia

Has it been any peculiar amount of education or of intellect with which our lion-hearted sisters have been gifted? No; and herein is our peculiar boast. Native heroism springs not from wealth or honor, from ambition or lust of power, it is a heaven-born gift lurking in every woman's heart, and many are the fireside martyrs and spirit conquerors of whose silent footsteps the world knows nothing. There are greater victories than those that are won over cities; greater suffering than is known on the battle

field.

Of the high and noble amongst our sisters, we,

There are also more unknown instances of patriothowever, speak gladly, feeling as we do that their ism, as in the case of the Silesian girl, who not names, emblazoned on the banners of fame, are yet knowing otherwise how to contribute to the expenses great and honored witnesses of all that a noble wo- of the war which her countrymen were waging manhood is capable of completing - Catherine I., against the invasion of the French in 1813, set off Empress of Russia, was one of these extraordinary privately to Breslau and disposed of her only women; when her husband, Peter the Great, was property, her magnificent tresses, for the sum of surrounded in his camp at Pruth by ten thousand two dollars. The story, however, goes, that the Turks, and in danger of perishing through famine hairdresser, touched with the girl's conduct, rewith his army-when, despondent and miserable, he served this hair for the manufacture of finer ornashut himself up in his tent and would not that any ments, so that at last, by this generous sacrifice, no one should approach him-then was shown this em-less a sum than a hundred dollars were subscribed press's true courage. to the exigencies of the state.

engaging in a terrible struggle. Arrested in his
leap, the wolf turned his fury towards this adversary.
Defended by his collar, the dog opposed a fierce re-
sistance, and bit his assailant most unmercifully.
Meanwhile the lad tried in vain to open the door.
The wolf, having at length succeeded in throwing
down the dog, was about strangling him by his
weight and mortal huggings, when M. Louit ap-
peared on the wall with a loaded gun in his hand.
He directed the shot against the ferocious beast,
which wounded him in the forehead and rendered
him still more furious. He tore to pieces the dog,
and the boy would most likely have experienced the
same fate if the door had not been opened to him at
On the following day the body of the
that moment.
wolf was found about 200 steps from the house,
buried under a mass of snow, which had fallen the
same night. He was four feet long, exclusive of the
tail, and might weigh about 240lb.-Courier de la
Dróme et de l'Ardèche.

IT is shame for a man to desire honor because of his noble progenitors, and not to deserve it by his own

virtue.

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