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It is strange how often it occurs, whenever a per- “Messieurs de Tallard and de Marsein," said the son is disinclined to do a thing, that he is laboring monarch, turning to Louvais, “can reckon a suffiunder “a cold !"

cient number of glorious days to efface the memory THE “ Daily Times accuses the “Herald” of

Scandal, like a kite, to fly well, depends greatly on of that one. Even the sun is not without a spot." stealing its thunder. We don't know whether the the length of the tale it has to carry.

And again addressing the young soldier, he said, “ Times" is injured by the theft or not, but however

Curious CHINESE DEFINITION.- The Chinese call " Are you happy here ?" much thunder it may keep on hand, of one thing we

a pricking conscience “ a hedgehog with all the “Ah! sire,” replied Maurice, “your majesty's are certain, that just at present it wants a little points turned inwards."

goodness leaves us nothing to wish for.” lightening


The Marshal de Grancey, governor of the estaNear but not Gaudy.--"Why do you always

Sire, behold the come after tea ?" said a lady to our funny coning Barrister examining a Stuttering Witness in the lishment, advanced and said :

fruits of your beneficence! Before your accession presence of a Deaf Judge. tributor. “ I come after T.,” he answered, drawing

the defenders of France had no asylum : now, his chair closer to hers, “ in order to be near U.”

AN INVARIABLE RULE.- Let the wittiest thing be said in society, there is sure to be some fool present, reach those who have shed their blood for their

thanks to your majesty, want or distress can never The Broadway has been lately presenting a piece

who, “ for the life of him, cannot see it.” called “Ganem.” When the theatrical season is

country. And if that which still runs through our fully opened, and all the rival establishments are in LATEST FROM THE SEAT OF WAR. veins can do aught for the safety or glory of our king, operation, it will be so impossible for our playgoers


doubtless we will yet show our successors what stout to attend all the places of amusement that we think

hearts and willing hands can do."

The Russians have taken Themselvesoff !!! some of the theatres will have to play Lose 'em.

The slaughter was very great.

Once more Louis looked around, and asked in Wuy is Mr. Schuyler, the defaulting President of

a loud voice : “Well, my children, are you happy the New Haven Railroad, the noblest work of God?

here?" Because he is a non est man—an honest man.

Till that moment etiquette and discipline had im

THREE VISITS TO THE THE “ Tribune” advises us to cultivate our own

posed solemn silence ; but when the King asked a HOTEL DES INVALIDES, 1705, 1806, 1840. question, must he not be answered? So two thousosiers ; but after reading a column of print advo

and voices cried together : “We are! we are ! cating the course, we can't say that we “twig” the

Long live the King! - Long live Louis !" design. A Purse-on-at Recollection. —- Remembering ON

N the 9th of May, 1705, the soldiers of the

Accompanied by the governor and a guard of honor that you have left your porte-mon-naie on the

Hôtel des Invalides were ranged in line in chosen from amongst the invalids, the monarch then counter of a corner grocery.

the great Court of Honor. It was touching to see walked through the establishment. The guard con

two thousand brave fellows, all more or less muti- sisted of twenty men, of whom ten had lost a leg, and The True CIRCULATING MEDIUM.—The “ New

lated in war,

pressing round the banners which they ten an arm, while the faces of all were scarred and York Journal," which circulates twenty thousand.

had won in many a bloody fight. Amongst these seamed with honorable wounds. One of them, while “How do you live?" şaid our grand inquisitor to victims of war might be seen soldiers of all ages. serving as a subaltern at the battle of Berengen, threw a man who kept a patent weighing-machine.

· By Some had fought at Fribourg or Rocroy; others at himself before his colonel in time to save him, and more weighs than one,” was the reply.

the passage of the Rhine, or the taking of Mäes- received a ricochet bullet in his own leg. Another Curious PHYSIOLOGICAL AND METALLURGICAL Fact. tricht; a few of the oldest had assisted in the cap- at the age of seventy-five was still a dandy, and -Brokers are like razors. The sharper they are, ture of La Rochelle, under Cardinal Richelieu, managed to plait a queue with three hairs which yet the easier you get shaved.

while one or two could even remember the battle of remained on the top of his head. In one of the When a man finds that he has exceeded his bank Mariendal under Turenne. But all alike appeared battles his arm was carried off by a bullet. Ah, account by some thousands, the picture of his happy and pleased, waiting for the coming of Louis my ring! my ring !" cried he to a trumpeter next despair may be said to be over drawn.

XIV., who had announced his intention of visiting him—"go get me my ring!" It had been a preThe Fall STYLE OF CRAVAT.-The Erie Stock.

for the first time these, as he called them,“ glorious sent from a noble lady; and when the trumpeter relics of his battalions."

placed it in his remaining hand, he seemed perfectly At length, surrounded by a magnificent cortège

contented. of guards and nobles, the royal carriage ap- saluting of cannon, and the shouting of the inmates ;

The royal procession quitted the Hôtel amid the SCRAPS FROM "PUNCH." ' proached ; and, with that delicate courtesy so well and the next day, in order to commemorate the event,

understood by the king, the troops in attendance
were ordered to sheathe their swords and fall back, ordnance : Louis the Great honored with his

the following words were engraved on a piece of From the little gratitude shown now-a-days, you as he entered the gateway. • M. de Breteuil," would imagine that no one ever did an act of said the monarch to the captain of his guard, august presence, for the first time, his Hôtel des kindness. “ the King of France has no need of an escort

Invalides, on the 9th May, 1705." Little by little, as we travel through life, do our when he finds himself in the midst of his brave whims increase, and become more troublesome-just veterans."

II. like women's luggage on a journey.

Followed by the Dauphin, the Marquis de LouA girl at school would like to have two birth-days vais, and other distinguished personages, Louis On the afternoon of the 1st September, 1500.. every year. When she grows up a woman she carefully inspected the invalids, pausing now and Napoleon mounted his horse, and quitted St. objects to having even one.

then to address a few kind words to those whom he Cloud, accompanied only by his grand marshal, his The Parentage of a Lie is the most difficult of all recognised. One very young lad chanced to attract aide-de-camp, Rapp, and a page. After enjoying a to trace. It is, indeed, a clover lie that knows its the King's attention. His face was very pale, and brisk gallop through the Bois de Boulogne, be drew own Father!

he seemed to have received a very severe wound in up at the gate of Maillot, and dismissed his attendThe worst kind of borrower is he who borrows the neck.

ants, with the exception of Rapp, who followed him with the intention of repaying, for you know to a “ What is your name ?" asked Louis.

into the avenue of Neuilly. Galloping by the spot moral certainty that he intends to borrow again.


where the triumphal arch was then beginning to rise More beggars are relieved for the sake of getting “In what battle were you wounded ?"

from its foundations, they reached the grand avenue rid of them than from any feeling of charity.

At Blenheim, sire."

of the Champs Elysées, and proceeded towards the They say “ Friendship is but a name;" at all At that word the brow of Louis darkened. Hôtel des Invalides. There Napoleon stopped and events it is not one you often see on the back of a “Under what marshal did you serve ?"

gazed at the splendid edifice, glowing in the beams bill.

Sire, under Monseigneur de Tallard."

of the setting sun.

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" Fine ! very fine!” he repeated several times. "Come, father,” said Jerome, “do as the colonel the empire. A volley of grape-shot knocked out my * Truly Louis XIV. was a great king!” Then ad-orders you, or else the end of your politeness will eye, and carried off both my legs at the same time. dressing Rapp, he said, “I am going to visit my be, that you'll have a fine cold to-morrow. And " But,” added Cyprien, striking his powerful chest, invalids this evening. Hold my horse—I shall not then this young Cyprien is not coming yet !" “ my heart was not touched, nor my stomach either, stay long.” And throwing the bridle to his aide-de- “You must have entered this Hôtel while very and they have both, I hope, some good days' work camp, Napoleon passed beneath the principal gate- young?" said Napoleon as they walked along.

in them yet.” way. Seeing a man dressed in a military hat, “Yes, colonel ; I was but eigteen when I fought Napoleon smilod. The battle of Fleurus," he and with two epaulettes badly concealed by his at Freidlingen, and the next year, at Blenheim, I said, " was fought, I think, in 1794 ?” half-buttoned redingote, the sentry supposed him to received a wound in my neck which disabled mo, Yes, colonel.” be a superior officer, and allowed him to pass with and obtained for me the favor of entering here.” “ That was already in Bonaparte's time," reout a question.

“It was not a favor," interrupted Napoleon—"it marked Maurice. Crossing his arms on his chest, the visitor, hav- was a right.”

Grandfather,” replied Cyprien, "please to say ing reached the principal court, stopped and looked “I have lived here upwards of a hundred years. the emperor Napoleon the Great ; that is his proper around him. Suddenly the conversation of two I was married here, and I have seen all my old

title." invalids coming out of the building, attracted his comrades pass away. But, although there are only

'Ah, grandfather," interrupted Cyprien, imattention. In order to listen, he walked behind young people now in the Hôtel, I am very happy patiently, “we're tired of hearing about that them, regulating his pace by theirs, for they walked since my children came to join me.”

monarch of the old régime, who used to go to war very slowly. These two men seemed bowed down “ M. Jerome,” said Napoleon, “ how old are

in a flowing wig and silk stockings! He's not to with years. The least feeble of them led his com- you ?"

be mentioned in the same year with the emperor, panion, and as they tottered on, he looked anxiously “Going on ninety-one, colonel ; I was born in who dresses and lives like one of ourselves. Is it around. 1715."

not so, colonel ?" Jerome,” said the eldest, in a husky voice, “ do Yes," said his father, " the very year that his

Napoleon knitted his brows and answered coldly; you see him coming ?” late majesty Louis XIV. died. I remember it as

“ You are mistaken M. Cyprien; Louis XIV. was “No, father ; but never mind. I'll read him a well as if it were yesterday.”

a great king! It was he who raised France to the lecture which he won't forget in a hurry-careless “What battles have you been in, my friend ?"

first rank among the nations of Europe ; it was boy that he is !"

“At Fontenoy, colonel, at Lamfedl, at Rosbach, he who first marshalled 400,000 soldiers on land, “But, Jerome, we must make somo allowance at Berghen, and at Fribourg. It was in the last and one hundred vessels on the sea. He added to for him—we were once young ourselves. Besides, battle I lost my arm. I came here in the year 1763,

his dominions Rousillon, Franche-Comté, and FlanI dare say he thought my prayers would not be in the time of Louis XV.”

ders; he seated one of his children on the throne finished so soon this evening—the boy has a kind

" That poor king,” said Napoleon, as if speaking of Spain; and it was he who founded the Hôtel des heart."

to himself, “who signed a shameful treaty that des Invalides. Since Charlemagne, there has not been Napoleon stepped forward, and addressing the old prived France of fifteen hundred leagues of coast." a king in France worthy of being compared to men, said, “ Apparently, my friends, you are waiting “ And for the last forty-three years,” said Mau- him!" for some one ?" rice, “ Jerome has watched me like a good and

This eulogium on the monarch whom he almost The youngest looked up and touched his liat, for dutiful son. Pity that his should be so forgetfal!" idolized, oaused the dim eyes of old Maurice to he saw the gleam of the epaulettes.

“Well,” said Napoleon, “I will do my best to sparkle ; he tried to straighten himself, and said in “Yos, colonel,” replied he, “ my father Maurice supply M. Cyprien's place. At your age it is not a broken voice : and I have been waiting for my truant son. He good to be under the night air.”

“Bravo! bravo! Ah! colonel, you are worthy knows well that his grandfather requires the sup- “ Here he comes at last !" cried Jerome.

to have served his late majesty Louis XIV. Had port of his arms to reach the dormitory, as one of

The emperor looked with some curiosity at this you lived in his time he would have made you a mine is -” Here he shook his empty sieeve. wild boy, for whose youth allowance was to be

field-marshal !" “ You are a brave fellow !" said the emperor made, and saw to his astonishment an invalid of

Somewhat abashed, Cyprien stammered out, * and your son has done wrong. But how came some sixty years old, with two wooden legs, but “Excuse me, colonel; but you know, I never knew your father,” he continued, as they walked along, one eye, and a frightfully scarred face, advancing this king of grandfather's. I only heard him “ to remain so late out ?"

towards them as quickly as his infirmities would spoken of by some of the oldest men here." “Because, colonel, he always devotes the after- permit. Jerome began to reproach his truant son,

“ And those who spoke disrespectfully of him," noon of the 1st of September to commemorate the but the latter interrupted him by holding up a flask, said Napoleon,

Here, at all events, anniversary of the death of the king under whom he a piece of white bread, and a few lumps of sugar. the memory of Louis XIV. ought to be venerated.” formerly served.”

See,” he said, “it was getting these things that At that moment, lights appeared at the end “ What king was that ?"

delayed me. I knew grandfather would like a of the court, a sound of voices was heard and “ His late majesty, Louis XIV.," said the old draught of warm wine and sugar after his long stay many persons approached. Rapp had waited a man, who had not before joined in the conversation. out; so I went to my old friend Colibert, and per- long time on the spot where the emperor had left

“ Louis XIV !" repeated Napoleon, in astonish- suaded him to give me his allowance of wine in him ; but when it became dark and his master did. ment. " Where can you have seen him ?" exchange for my mounting guard in his place not return, he grew uneasy, and giving the horses * Here, in this place; he spoke to me, and I to-morrow.”

in charge to a soldier, he entered the Hôtel, and told answered,” said Maurice, grandly.

“Well, well,” said Jerome, “that was thoughtful the governor, Marshal Serurrier, that the emperor “ How old are you ?"

of you, my boy, but meantime we should have had been for the last hour incognito within the walls. “If I live till Candlemas, colonel, I shall be one been badly off but for the kindness of this noble The news spread quickly among the officers ; they hundred and twenty-one years old."

Golonel, who has made your grandfather lean on hastened to look for their beloved master, and found "A hundred and twenty-one years !" cried the him.”

him on the terrace conversing with his three comemperor. And taking the old man's arm, he said

Cyprien saluted the emperor, whom, in the in-panions. At the cries of “Here he is ! long live kindly, “ Lean on me, old comrade, I will support creasing darkness, he did not recognise, and said : the emperor !" Cyprien, fixing his eye attentively on you.”

“ Now then, sir, with your permission I will resume the supposed colonel, suddenly recognised him, and “No, no, colonel, I know too well the re- my post."

clasping his hands, exclaimed : “Ah! sire, pardon spect

“And an honorable one it is,” said Napoleon. Father, grandfather—this is the emperor him"Nonsense! I desire it.” And the emperor“ Pray, in what engagement were you wounded ?" self!" gently placed the arm within his own, although the “At the battle of Fleurus, colonel, gained against “ You the emperor, colonel !" cried the two old veteran still resisted.

" did wrong.


the Austrians by General Jourdan, now marshal of I men.


ON the 15th of


The sar

“Yes, my children,” replied Napoleon, kindly by a crowd of eager veterans, each trying who could enough to pass the remainder of my days in the holding each by an arm, in order to prevent them get nearest to his beloved generål.

Hôtel des Invalides." from kneeling, “although much younger than you, “My emperor !” cried one, “I was with you at "Then I," replied the aide-de-camp, with his I am your father, and the father of every soldier Toulon!" "And I at the passage of St. Bernard !” usual frankness, “ should like to be assured of dywho has fought for the honor of France !" “And I at Trebia !" "You spoke to me at Abou-ing and being buried there."

At that moment, Rapp, the governor, and their kir!" " I shared my bread with you at Roveredo !" “Who knows ?” said Napoleon ; “ that may hapattendants, came up and saluted Napoleon. With “ I picked up your hat at Marengo!" "I was at pen; and I myself—who knows—.” He did not a stern look, he said to his aid-de-camp, in an under Austerlitz!” &c., &c.

finish the sentence, but fell into a profound reverie, tone, “You should have had patience to wait.” Napoleon smiled at the reminiscences of these ex- which continued during the remainder of their Then, turning to the others in an affable manner, he tempore Xenophons, and tried to answer each indi- | drive. said :

Approach, marshal and gentle

III. men; help me to

N the 15th of recompense three

December, generations of he

1840, a funeral car, These brave

covered with crowns men,” pointing to

of laurel, preceded Maurice, Jerome,

by the banner of and Cyprien, “have

France, and followfought in three glo


ed by the surviving rious battles--Freid

relics of her forty lingen, Racours and

armi e s, passed Fleurus. Marshal,"

slowly beneath the to Serrurrier, “ lend

Triumphal Arch de me your cross; you

l'Etoile. shall have one in its

cophagus it bore stead to-morrow,”

contained the morhe added, smiling

tal spoils of him “Give me yours,

who, in the space of also, Rapp."

fifteen years, had Having received

well-nigh conquered the two crosses, Na

the world. The dead poleon gave one to

Napoleon was thus Jerome, the other to

tardily borne to his Cyprien ; and then,

place beneath that taking off his own,

dome raised for the he fastened it on

shelter of heroes. the breast of the ve

Late in the evennerable Maurice,

ing when the crowd saying, as he did so,

had slowly dispers“My old comrade, I

ed, when the murregret that I did not

mur of its thousand sooner disch arge

mournful voices was this debt which

hushed, when the France owes you."

solitude was com“Long live the

plete and the silence emperor! long live

unbroken, an invathe emperor !" cried

lid, a centegenarian, all present.

almost blind, and “Sire," said old

walking on two Maurice, in a voice

wooden legs, entertrembling with

ed the chapel where (NAPOLEON SUPPORTING rapture, “you have


reposed the body made the reraainder

of Napoleon. Sup of life happy to me

ported by two of his and my children.”

vidually, inquiring whether they were content with | comrades, he reached with difficulty the foot of the “My brave fellow," replied Napoleon, giving his their position, or wished for anything with which imperial catafalque. Taking off his wooden legs hand, which the old man seized and pressed re- he could supply them.

in order to kneel down, he bent his venerable head spectfully with his lips ; “I repeat that I am only At length Napoleon took leave of the governor ; on the steps ; and presently, mingled with sobs, discharging a debt which our country has long own and the crowd opening, respectfully made way for he uttered in broken accents the words, “Empe

him to pass to the gate. Rapp had sent back the ror! father!" Meantime the news had spread throughout the horses, and ordered a carriage with an escort of At length his companions succeeded in drawing Hôtel that the emperor was there. All the inmates, dragoons to be in attendance. The emperor got in him away; and as he passed out, the superior offidisregarding rules and discipline came out of their with his aide-de-camp, while the echoes of the Seine cers of the Hôtel respectfully saluted the old man. rooms, and rushed into the court, crying out, “ Long resounded with shouts of « Vive Empereur !" He who thus came to render his last homage to live the emperor ?"

“This has been one of the happiest evenings in his master was Cyprien, the grandson of father In a moment Napoleon found himself surrounded I my life!” he said to Rapp. “I should like well Maurice.



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wide range as well as the greatness of her powers. NATURE AND THE DREAMER.

To her the sock has always been as becoming as the
UR portrait of this celebrated lady, taken from buskin : she has always been a Thalia as well as a
a miniature, painted in 1848 by Meuret

, is an Melpomene—an impersonation of the comic as well WITH proud and lofty brow uplin, and earnest kindling

It is to be regretted, pera lmirable and striking likeness of what she is at as of the tragic muse. present. haps, that at present she is giving tragedy so

A poet-dreamer stood beneath the great o'erarching sky;

The setting sun was on the sea, whose mighty waters rolled Giulietta Grisi is eight-and-thirty. She was born much the predominance, especially when we think With love-gifs from the Lord of Light, with purple and with Milan, in the year 1816, of a family, several of the effect she produced by the sparkling gaiety gold.

bers of which have been distinguished in of her Norina ; but we can easily understand her sic. Grassini, the greatest lyrical tragedian of reason to be that the grand and lofty vein is the In high majestic beauty crowned with banners bright mas day, was her aunt ; and her elder sister, Giuditta most suitable to one who is past the bloom and Nature before the poet stood, a fair and wondrous world ; Crisi a singer of considerable eminence, was prima lightness of youth. It is needless to repeat what is and steeped his soul in bounding life, in rapture deep and

wild, Corina at the stalian Opera, London, the year preced- said by everybody who has seen her, that her Norma ws her more celebrated sister. Carlotta Grisi, who and her Lucrezia Borgia ale powerful and terrible so that he felt once more indeed a simple joyous child. carrivd dancing, as a beautiful art—as the “poetry in the extreme.

The poet loved old Nature well: the busy haunts of men, of motion"—to a higher pitch than has been done In Grisi's acting, as well as singing, a great charm Ho in despair had madly fled, nor thought to seek again ; by any one else in our time, was of the same family. has always been found in her unaffected straightfor- Amid the far blue solitudes he poured a reverent love

Giulietta Grisi, like most musical artists, showed ward simplicity. She seizes the plain, broad features Upon the mountain altars, with the watching heaven above. her talents at an early age, and attracted the notice of every character ; enters into it earnestly and paints “O life so free and beautiful! O world so strangely fair ! of Marliani, a composer of reputation, and the au- it truly, without the slightest parade of art. Such, o trees and flowers, and gorgeous skies! O glad pure thor of some successful, but now forgotten, operas. also, is the case with her singing. No one has ever

It is a rapture high to breathe, a joy to feel the sun, By hin her powers were cultivated by a careful been more successful in making melody what it to dream oflife immortal still when human life is done!" education ; and when Bellini brought out his ought to be on the stage, not an exhibition, but “Norma," at La Scala, in her native city, she was a language for the expression of thought and feeling. Ah, is it thus ? Then surely truth must reach that soul of

thine; selected to be the original Adalgisa, with Pasta, the And this very excellence has been supposed a defecto minstrel, decmest thou thyself than Nature more divine ? original Norma. Her subsequent career in Italy, -her avoidance of the display of art has been deemed Believe it still for crowning joys, and sufferings, and though successful was short.

a want of art. Many singers have excelled her in death, She was brought by her instructor, Marliani, to the florid or ornate style ; they have wrapped up. These are thy proud prerogatives, and these thy kingly Paris, in 1834, at the age of eighteen, where she their airs in bright and delicate tissues, which indi. appeared at the Théatre Italien ; and in the same cate consummate skill, and delight the connoisseur. 'Tis thine to search and comprehend, the world-deep

mysteries, year she made her début at the King's Theatre This Grisi has not done, and perhaps could not do ; (now her Majesty's Theatre) in London. This her full and mellow voice is not fitted for such feats Nobler in this than stars and suns, and fair insensate skies.

The soul may pierce through earth and heaven, the beautiful, debut created a sensation unequalled by anything of of agility. She sings as she acts, simply and

sublime, the kind since the first appearance of Catalani. earnestly ; but never betrays any deficiency of power, And reign in regal majesty boyond the shores of Time. She performed the part of Elvira in the “Puritani ;” either in executing the notes of the composer, or in and her youthful beauty, her lovely voice, and her giving them such embellishments as are requisite for Then was it well to shun thy kind, to whom one God hath

given pure Italien style, her innocent and graceful gaiety, beauty and expression.

The same fair dreams, the same high powers, the same so strongly contrasted with almost tragic intensity

sweet hopes of heaven?

Oh, rather work together still-God smiling from above, of feeling, threw the public into a state of enchant- A. TRAVELLING Hotel.—A Pans correspondent of One Father and one brotherhood in sympathy and love ment, the greater from being unlooked for, as the the “Cincinnati Gazette,” in a letter lately written, name of Giulietta Grisi had scarcely been heard till gives the following account of a novel mode of Rose from the depths of Nature's heart, and filled the air and

The dreamer felt the stern rebuke-a thousand harmonies she actually appeared. She has lately relinquished travelling in France. He remarks as follows :-“ If

skies; the part of Elvira to younger performers ; but it we are in advance of the world in sea yachts, the The perfume of a peace divine o'er all the land was borne, will always be commemorated as perhaps the most French have beaten us in the article of railroad And in that calm his soul laid down the burden of 118 scora captivating and affecting of all her personations. yachts. A rich capitalist, Monsieur the Count de His spirit woke to bright new life, to lofty counsels then,

Since then, Grisi's artistic life has been quite un- L-, has invented and superintended the construc- High hopes and olden memories came o'er him once again ; eventful. Her subsequent career of twenty years' tion of a railroad hotel for his own private use, with His eye with inspiration glowed, his soul was flushed with duration, and unchequered by reverse or vicissitude, which he intends to travel with his family over all light, has been brilliant beyond parallel. London princi- the railroads of France. It is a complete house, He fell amid the ranks of men to combat for the right. pally, and Paris next, have been the scenes of her with all its dependencies, principal and accessory. success; but while she has absented herself for There is a parlour, bed-rooms with beds, billiardwhole seasons from Paris, she has not, during all room, kitchen, office, a cellar, ice-house, &c.; in

LAST NI G H T. these twenty years been absent a whole season from one word, all the elegance and the comfort, the niseLondon.

ful and the agreeable of a dwelling the most comShe has never reappeared on the stage in her own plete and the most rich. It is very long, and, like country; and her only change of scene, from Lon- all French cars, very wide. It is made so that

SAW a brighter eyo last night

Than I have seen for many a day, don and Paris, has been an occasional visit to St. it can be transferred from one set of wheels to And even now its gentle light Petersburg. In 1847, she was the most important another, though that seems of no importance, since

Around my spirit's path doth play :

It seem'd to breathe some magic theme member of the magnificent company who left her the roads of France are all, I believe, of the same

Whose gentle truth the heart might moro, Majesty's Theatre, London, on the establishment of wide gauge. This travelling hotel has cost its pro- As it had watch'd an angel dream, the Royal Italian Opera at Covent-garden, and has prietor about fifty thousand francs, and at this

And ta'en that dream for carthly lovo. ever since been the chief pillar of that house. moment attracts great attention at the dépôt of the

'Twas not th' expression of that eyo, The principal characters in which she has ap- Orleans railway."

Nor yet its soft reflective huepeared have been Norma, Lucrezia Borgia, Valen A STORY WITHOUT A FOUNDATION.--The Garret My memory had pass'd these by tina (in the “Huguenots”) and Norina (in “Don story is the uppermost story; but if we add to

If this my heart would pass them, too Pasquale"). Among the operas in which she is Garret another T, we must regard the story as a base

But oh! a charm beyond the power

Of human language e'er to tell, yet to appear are “ La Favorita," ,” “Anna Bolena," story—as base as any story can be that has no

And every moment seems an hour and “ La Gazza Ladra.” This series displays the l basis.

Unless I in its presence dwell.


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