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-"He shall wear it!” exclaimed the queen, with gratified vanity.
“Never madam-never !" replied the earl.
“Not if my hand bestowed it ?" demanded Elizabeth, casting down her eyes.
The favourite seized her hand, and, with passionate joy, assured her that he should consider that a treasure more precious than the gift which it would bring.
Neither were sincere in their declaration; it was but a sentimental flirtation on the part of his royal mistress, who never had any serious intention of marrying him; and Leicester would have preferred the crown, even of the barren realm of Scotland, to the hand of the Venus herself, could it have been proffered him.
But yesterday the sweetest lustre shone
have some difficulty in walking home, gentlemen. Like starlight on a lake, amid thy tears ;
I am going the same way. Might I beg of you to And through thy soul, as through a haunted wood,
take my arm.” Although not needing his assistWent crowds of angel hopes and hooded fears.
ance, I accepted it, in the hope of inducing HayBut yesterday, along the garden walks,
don to do the same. He did so, and we began to Thy little feet went bounding in wild glee,
proceed along the pavement in a much more regular And from behind the tree-boles thy young face
I imagined that this young individual Peeped, radiant as a star at night, for me ;
might be pleaseđ at knowing whom he was assisting But yesterday, and thou didst strive to hide Behind the tangled greenery of the flowers,
to convey home thus inebriated. Consequently, I But the gold tresses glimmer'd through the screen,
turned to him and observed, “ Young man, it may And gave a richer sunlight to the flowers.
gratify you to know whom you have upon this arm,”
-I pressed it as I spoke. “I am—Wordsworth.” It was but yesterday, and thy sweet talk
He answered nothing—when, what must Haydon Open'd rich wonders to my eager view,
do but halt.”
And forms of shining angels shimmering through ;-* “Of course, I was not going to be choused out
of my share of glory," said Haydon, laughing. Was sanctified and lovely as a shrine.
“ Yes,” continued Wordsworth, “he stopped For God was near me speaking through thy lips, And making my life beautiful through thine.
short-dead, in the street, and laid hold of the rail
ings of the area in front of one of the houses." Oh, I remernber thee, my child ! my child !
“ And whom do you think I am, young man?" All lovely things that beautify the globe,
he asked. "I am-Benjamin Robert Haydon, the Stars, flowers and rainbows, and the sunny heavens,
historical painter !” For a moment the gentleman Gather'd about thee like a gorgeous robe,
looked from one to the other, and then said, “I do Even the night with thee forgot her gloom, And came out calm and holy as a priest,
not care who or what you are. But my belief is, And the rough storma exchanged his angry roar
that you are a couple of drunken lying old vagaFor the glad gambols of a sportive beast !
bonds.” I was so thunderstruck that I at once let
go his arm. He shook Haydon violently off the But now! oh, now !-a little, empty chair
other. “Take care, as a reward for your lying so Casts its lank shadow on my cottage floor,
infernally, that you do not have to spend the rest of And a dark memory ever, ever broods, Like a black mute, before my open door ;
the night in the watehhouse." As he said this, he These, and this little grave, are all of thee
vanished up the street.
Haydon, his friend, and myself laughed immode-
rately. Wordsworth did not even chuckle. His
larly enough, this was the only time I ever met WORDSWORTH AND HAYDON. Wordsworth, and consequently he is enshrined in
my memory in connection with a story, which is the
last I should ever have dreamt of his being conCORDSWORTH himself, with his grave and nected with. His quiet and reserved demeanour,
settled physiognomy, actually told another of especially to strangers, renders it very improbable his and Haydon's old friends, in my presence, the that, had I ever met him on subsequent or previous following story, which is so good that I feel an incli- occasions, I should have heard him utter anything nation to embalm it as nearly as possible in his own which could have imprinted it so powerfully upon words :-
THE FESTIVE EVENING.
Blows the festive chamber ;
In the circle pleasure smiles :
Bright as love, its warmth beguiles.
Glad the heart with joy is lighted;
As around tho goblet flows.
Fill—fill-fill, and quaff the liquid rose !
Bright it glows
Oh ! how bright the bosom glows.
Pure as light, our social meeting:
Here no passion dares invade.
Flowers we twine, that never fade.
Brighter stil they glow for ever straight. He was deterinined, it would seem, on
Glow in yop eternal day. walking in an extremely divergent manner; and
No--no-no, ye will not pass away
Ye will stay-
JAMES G. PERCITAL
Oh, but for one wild, battling thunder-burst
To leap amid these pent and laboring calms! Oh, for the husky brawling of the storm,
Whose voice, amid his hush, were sweet as psalms ! Ye clouds, grudge not your rains, but let them forth!
And oh, ye tempests, shake your dripping wings! Nay! all is hot, and pent as some black cave,
Where a wild beast is crouching, ero it springs !
In glossy goldenness, the buttercups
Look up from out the round and bossy sod
Thou latest, loveliest miniature of God!
Thou here--and darkness? Oh, it cannot be
Here-here, my Emma--yet no sign of thee ?
Away!-It is not so:--the misty night
Would blossom into stars if thou wert hero ; A tremulous glow would overbrim the clouds,
And heaven itself would swim, and horor near. I should foel little happy motionings,
Hand-clappings, looks of lovo, and tones of bliss, And tiny arms would be about my neck,
And ruddy lips would pout into a kiss.
Ah! 'tis but yesterday when thou didst come,
Dowered with all graces, from God's great right hand; Thou loveliness epitomised--thou stray
Wild ray of glory from the starry land ! Thou wert attended by all blissful things :
White-winged smiles across thy face were drawn, Bright, holy, and divinely beautiful,
Like busy, gleaming memories of heaven!
Ah! 'lis but yesterday the living words
Leaped from thy lips as innocent as fawns; But yesterday thy rich and mellow laugh
Ran like a river o'er the sloping lawns ;
BY MARY HOWITT.
RICH AND POOR.
took in nurse-children, was brought before the how these wet-nurses are bumoured and spoiled. authorities on a frightful charge which was fully They are treated just like queens ; must experience
substantiated. This fellow subjected the babies, nothing disagreeable, and must have the best of A MELANCHOLY STORY.
when they cried, to military discipline ; the poor everything. And what, after this, is to become of
little recruits had, however, no court-martial to them? And how injurious must the effect of all (From the German of Berthold Anerbach.) which they might appeal. The man himself passed this be upon the other female servants! They must
sentence and carried it into execution. He flogged not indulge themselves in any misconduct, and yet
them till they were quiet. But the old red-jacket they must be submissive to these blameworthy and NE evening three friends were sitting in a com- did in reality no more than was done every day; giddy girls, and must indulge all their humours fortable, well-lighted room. The snow was fall- be merely killed the babies instead of letting them and arrogance. It is very detrimental to morals ing without; but in the hearts of the three glowed die. For what purpose were such poor little and very provoking! the quiet fire of humanity.
wretches to live? They are merely a sort of some- “This lady was somewhat rudely corrected for They had been speaking of their fatherland; of its thing to run between the legs of fine folks when her opinions by the mother, and was called an ensufferings and its hopes. Their glasses stood unlifted they went out a-walking !"
thusiast. I had then to combat a prejudice of before them, and their countenances were mournful. “ You are detestible with your cold-blooded the husband's, who asserted that a woman preFor some time no one spoke. At length something jests,” remarked the youngest of the three to the served her beauty much longer who did not suckle was said of the Society for the Suppression of surgeon. “You are become as hard as a stone her own child. I demonstrated to him how false Cruelty to Animals, on which one of them remarked against this misery which cries aloud to heaven !" and how contrary to nature such an opinion was. that a liberal-minded, well-educated man
“ I merely state what has happened, and happens “ The young wife now re-entered the room, and would oppress an inferior animal : he would con- daily,” said the surgeon, coolly. “But I can tell in order that her mind might not be agitated, other sider that every creature in the world has its rights, you a story which describes the whole misery of the subjects were introduced ; songs were sung, and and that he, though gifted with superior powers, thing, and the vengeance of a mind which became amusing stories were related. The young wife, cannot, in justice, oppress any one of them, or wholly overturned in consequence of it. Have you who sat more silently, forgetful of self and only cause them needless suffering, and that he cannot courage to hear it?"
thoughtfal of the future, resembled a saint ; for a wantonly abuse any creature whatever. “But this “ Courage? Tell us! tell us !” said the others. woman in such circumstances is a saint; even the is the thing," said he ; " societies of this class are "Nothing ought to be too horrible to be listened to, rudest and the most untutored beings treat her a sort of child's rattle in the band, to make people if it throws light on the existing state of things."
with reverence. forget or overlook other questions which demand “ Well, then," returned the surgeon, "you shall
“I left the house only late at night. As I detheir earnest attention."
hear all. It is just about three years since I re- scended the well-carpeted staircase I thought how for“I know one of these other questions,” said ceived an invitation, on a night like this, during tunete would be this child ; how many affectionate another of the three, who was a surgeon ; " the such a severe snow-storm that it was hardly pos- embraces and how many joyful, beaming glances whole of our civilized classes are bent upon a sys- sible to find the way along the gas-lighted streets. awaited it. tem of organized murder."
It was to the house of a rich mercbant of the name “At length, after a combat against wind and “Do you mean capital punishment ?" inquired of Friedenberg. He had made one of those many snow, I reached my residence in the Lying-inthe others.
marriages which occur by thousands both in city Hospital. As I was about to ascend the stone “No; but a system which at birth condemns to and country, and wbich belong to that class in steps which led to the door, I felt something movdeath. This I know, for I have now been five years which a wife once said, “If you were not my hus- ing at my feet. A sensation of horror went through attached to the Lying-in Hospital. Thousands of band you would be nothing at all to me!' But the me. unfortunate creatores here await the hour which husband was happy, and doubly so at this time, for
« • What is there?' I cried. will give life to another miserable being. The his wife was soon to become a mother.
“* Ah, my God! the something replied, 'for the greater number of these mothers are engaged as " When I entered the bandsome drawing-room mercy of Heaven take pity on me! wet-nurses in wealthy families, and their own off the family were just at tea. The party consisted "• Who are you ?? I asked. spring are placed with women who take in what are only of the parents on both sides and a sister of the ""A miserable, miserable wretch,' replied the called “ nurse-children ;' for which they are paid a wife’s. The whole suite of rooms was thrown open, voice, which was that of a woman; “and I must small sum weekly. There are hard-hearted, thank- well warmed and lighted. In them the young wife die-I and my child !! less beings among these mothers, who are well took exercise, walking up and down through the “By the light of the lamp I now perceived that pleased if their child soon dies ; and in fact nine splendid apartments, the floors of which were cor- it was a young woman, over whose head was tied out of every ten of these so-called nurse-children ered with the richest carpets, of so thick and soft a a large red shawl. She wiped the snow from her die within the first four weeks."
texture that the foot could not be heard passing face. I pulled violently at the bell. The poor “ Can that be true ?"
over them. I joined the party around the tea-table. creature clasped my knees, and exclaimed, with “I bave purposely," continued the surgeon, The two mothers were engaged in making some sobs,“ Thank God! then, we shall not die. I have "mentioned the lowest number ; for, in fact, hardly article of baby-linen of the finest and most costly walked to-day eighteen miles, from I could one in twenty survives. The women who under- material ; and the sister was busied on a cradle- not bear to stay there any longer and be made a take the charge of these children are mostly old, quilt of crochet-work in ornamental wool and in laughing-stock of. Worn out with fatigue, I enhard-hearted beings, who have often five or six or one corner stood the cradle, covered with a green tered a public-house here; but they would not remore on their hands at once. At first they will silk curtain.
ceive me. They would not give me a night's provide suitable food for them ; but later they are “Whenever the young wife, in accordance with lodging. I was obliged to turn again into the fed with whatever miserable diet may be found on the wishes of her mother, walked about in the ad-street. I meant to try my lack at another publictheir own tables. The infant stomach cannot bear joining rooms, they began to speak of the approacb- house ; but both my heart and my strength failed this ; it rejects it; and the children waste away to ing event, which all seemed to anticipate with de- me; so I seated myself here, resolved to wait till mere skeletons, and in a few days they literally die light as well as anxiety. The thoughts and the God sent some good Christian to help me.' of hunger."
hearts of all appeared occupied with the wish to “ Thus spoke she, weeping bitterly, and shivering 6 Horrible!"
give the new little citizen of the world a warm and with cold. At length, the house-steward opened the “ In one of the northern capitals," continued the comfortable welcome into life. I was especially door. I ordered one of the nurses to be called up, surgeon," where there were well supported institu- ordered to provide a good and healthy nurse. and bade her put the stranger in bed. All that tions for the conversion of the Hottentots, and “ The sister, a sensible and noble-minded young was needful for her comfort was provided, and in where delicate ladies employed themselves indus- woman of good intellect though of weak bealth, an hour's time she slept soundly, excepting that a triously in knitting stockings for half-clad savages, remarked, 'I could never make up my mind to take convulsive movement agitated the body. a man who had held a subaltern's place in the army, a wet-nurse. I wished very much to dissuade Adele “ It was a long time before I could sleep. I was and who was the husband of one of those women who from doing so. It always provokes me when I see tormented by a question which I could not com
prehend ; how did this all appear to Him, who at or three years will have scraped together enough she sang and joked the whole day through, and had one and the same moment beheld the affluent to take us out as emigrants to America.'
not caresses enough for the child. They told me mother encircled by the warm embrace of affection, "I confess that this story did not affect me many anecdotes of her whenever I called, and we and the one here crouching homeless upon the much ; I had already beard so many such, partly all laughed at her extravagant spirits. It is amazsnow-covered steps ?-I could not solve it ; and at made up of truth and partly of lies. But when, ing how inventive passion is, in words either of love length was obliged to satisfy myself with the con- after a few days, the bridegroom made his appears or of abuse. There is nothing too extravagant for fident belief that profound wisdom forms the basis ance-a handsome young fellow, with a fearless it. Whenever Christiana seemed to have exbausted of this apparent perplexity, which in time will be expresssion of countenance, though now as much herself in expressions of love for the child, she alcome clear, and that the Divine Spirit who rules all cast down as if he were a criminal—and when he ways found something new, and she would say, things moves in a mysterious manner.
with a trembling hand, offered me a small sum of setting her teeth together the while, “ Ob you-you “On the following morning I found the stranger money, and fearful of offending, added that per-|-golden lentil porridge-you-you-sugary fireinvigorated, and almost recovered from her late haps I would let Christiana have something good tongs! and such like. I fancy poor Christiana fatigue. I also had recovered somewhat from that and strengthening, I began to have a somewhat wished to silence the cry of misery in ber heart, to compassionate spirit which had overcome me on the better opinion of the two young people. The forget herself; and to some extent she did so. On preceding night. I visited the stranger in her young man pleased me greatly. He was one of every band I was met with praise and thanks for
I knew before the kind of dismal story I those who are not accustomed to express thanks; having procured such an exce nurse. I reshould bave to hear, interrupted by sobs. I had from whose lips words of humility come with an ceived the thanks of the slave-dealer. already been too often cheated and imposed upon effort, because they prefer receiving that only which “ Winter soon wore on into spring; and Chrisnot to be sternly on my guard against its repetition. is their right. I confess a liking for such charac- tiana was permitted, during the warın hour of noon, That is the lamentable part of it. Lies and deceit ters. There is so much of the spirit of mendicity to walk on the sunny public promenade. Mr. Freiclose our hearts, and often make us blind to the and cringing in the world, that it is very agreeable denberg had ordered for her a handsome new dress; truth. And yet it is the principle of every benevo- to meet with that kind of independence which re- it was made according to the costume of the pealent heart-better shew kindness to ten undeserving quires favors and kindness with a manner that sants in the part of the country from which she objects, than let one single worthy person fall short seems to say, if I ever have it in my power to re- came. She would have been better pleased to have of the tenderness and the humanity which his turn these to you, it shall be done with the same had such a dress as was commonly worn in the city, ferings merit. But it is well that we are often good will.
so that she might have gone out as if in a foreign less prudent than we wish to be-that the gen- “On the tenth day after her arrival, Christiana disguise; but her employers were better pleased erous heart should run away with the wisdom of gave birth to a fine boy. It would be impossible to let the world see that they had a strong nurse
to describe her joy at the sight of the child. At from the country, and therefore she was obliged to “ I found the stranger cheerful, and in a comfort- this moment all sorrow and all sense of discomfort put on the handsome dress. She carried the child able state of mind. She expressed her gratitude was gone; she was an entirely happy mother. And upon a soft and beautiful cushion, over which was to me in a straightforward, simple manner. She when she said that the child was as like his father spread a rich cover, and held carefully orer it a was, according to her story, the daughter of a pea- as if cut out of his face, her countenance beamed parasol, so that the sunbeams might not incommode sant, who inherited a little property, which, how. as if it were overspread with a glory.
it. The young lady-mother watched them go out ever, he had lost through mismanagement; and “ Eight days later, the lady of the rich merchant from her window. then, from too frequent change of abode, had sunk likewise bore a son. I proposed to Christiana to “I met Christiana as she thus walked along the into poverty. She had seen better days in the take service there as wet-nurse, as by so doing she street. She looked bashfully around her, and then paternal house. But her father and mother were would get a good sum of money. She looked at told me that she seemed to herself as if she were now both dead, and she-ber name was Christiana me with an agitated countenance, pressed the baby sold ; as if she was someway exchanged—was some -took service at the postmaster's at , where in her arms, and large tears filled her eyes. It was strange person, and not berself; for she felt anxshe lived for three years. Here she became ac- some time before she could speak, and then she ious and queer. She said she had to walk up and quainted, to ber misfortune, with a man-servant. said: 'I cannot say anything about it now ; my down the promenade, that they might surprise the She wept bitterly as she told this part of her story; bridegroom will be here to-day at the christening.' child's father as he came home from the Exchange. but again she dried her tears, and her eyes beamed “ The child was christened. They wanted me to “Other nursemaids were taking their walks on with an expression of pleasure as she spoke of her stand godfather, but I had no time, and, candidly the promenade ; they were mostly giddy creatures, bridegroom,* as she always called him. She de- to confess, no great inclination. I might have been and gave more attention to the soldiers who were scribed him as a genuinely brave-hearted and in- godfather to all the world if I had accepted all the exercising than to the infants in their arms. One dustrious young fellow, and did not seem to have invitations that were given me. However, out of of them asked Christiana whether her child bad yet words enough for his praise. He would at once respect and gratitude to me, the child bore my said “adieu” to her. At these words a sort of have married her; but as they were both without pro- name. It was called Anton. The bridegroom feverish anguish overcame her. She had only once perty, and had nothing to live upon but the labor wished to take the child with him to a village, seen her own child since she bad parted with it, of their hands, they eould not raise between them where it should be well cared for. I advised this and that was on the day when the great christening the small sum of money which the police requires a also ; but Christiana made it as a condition that, if dinner was given ; on which occasion the old woyoung couple to have before it will grant a license she took the situation of nurse, her child should re- man was permitted to bring the little nurse-child, of marriage. She spoke of the solitary nights she main in her own neighborhood.
and received herself plenty to eat and drink. had spent in weeping, and that her mother could 6. The child accordingly was placed in the hands Christiana was by that time almost a stranger to not bave rest in her grave, because her daughter of a well-known woman wbo took in nurse-children; her own child; a strange feeling had overcome her, had strayed from the path of virtue. She said that and the same evening I conducted Christiana into and her heart seemed almost as if it were under a her bridegroom was ready to put an end to himself the family of Mr. Freidenberg. A shudder seemed mask. because he had led her to this great error ; and to pass through her whole frame as she laid the " The thoughtless words which had been adthen she said, “Our Lord will punish me for my stranger child to her breast, from which it turned dressed to her produced in her a singular excitesin ; but I will uncomplainingly bear all, if only away crying. The child, however, was soon right, ment; she felt as if driven by an irresistible imthis poor little innocent thing may be spared to and Christiana was located like a princess, in a pulse to seek her child : she ran through damp and us. I will gladly work till the blood comes from room, the warm temperature of which was regu- narrow streets, nor stopped till she reached the my finger ends, and I and my bridegroom in two lated by the thermometer. Whatever was most house. She found her child alone in the room, cry
nourishing was provided for her, both for meat and ing bitterly: a half-peeled potato lay on its * It must be remembered that Christiana was a German, drink; everything was done for her, and the child wretched cradle. It was like a little skeleton, and and in Germany, when lovers are betrothed, they are spoken Hermann, it was called--grew from hour to hour. had a ghastly, yellow look. When she glanced of as bride and bridegroom, even if they are not married for Christiana looked now quite rosy and handsome ; from it to the little Hermann-and this I bad from seven years.- Translutor.
the old woman who had by this time entered—it house. Onwards she flew, and at length reached and dashed the innocent baby from her arms upon was with an expression as of merciless resentment; the house where her child was. Late as it was, the the floor. It moaned but once. It was dead! as if her glance said, “See, there is the robber who door stood open ; for the old woman was gone to “At that frightful moment I entered the room : has deprived thee, my darling, of thy mother, thy gossip with a neighbour. Christiana found her the child lay dead on the floor; the mother lay in nourishment, thy life! She sank down upon the child quiet in its bed; it no longer cried ; it only a fainting-fit beside it, and Christiana rushed wildly cradle, and sobbed as if her heart would break, moaned. The full moon, which stood now calm about the room, singing. I was borror stricken. whilst the two children cried in concert. Then she and clear in the heavens, looked down upon the That same night Christiana was removed to a madrose, snatched up her child, embraced and kissed mother, who with tearless eyes bent over her child. house. It was what people call a milk fever. it, and laid it to her breast; but it refused the The old woman came in with a light; Christiana After a few weeks of the most violent paroxysms nourishment. She lifted it up playfully: now she uttered a cry that pierced through bone and mar- of insanity, she died. scolded the old woman, but soon again was over- row as she beheld her child : she tore her hair, and "The marriage of the Freidenbergs has remained whelmed by anguish, as she remembered that here then again she was still. She laid the child to her childless; but they have now left the city.” she must not stay; and tearing herself from her breast, and, oh, bliss! it opened its eyes, raised its child, she hurried home with the tenderly cared- little hand, as if to the lips of the mother, and
Such was the narrative of the surgeon. for little Hermann in her arms. sucked. She carefully laid it again in its bed, and
“ Horrible!” exclaimed his two friends, after a “Arrived at the merchant's house, she was met kissed the little quilt that covered it, and under pause. by a violent outbreak of anger-as violent, at least, which it slept—or at least closed its eyes.
“It was,” continued the younger of the two, as they dared, on account of the nursling, for they “ It happened that I was out on my rounds, and terrible vengeance on an individual for the fault feared that it should receive injury through her just passing the house at that time, when, hearing of thousands. It is lamentable, that amid such a agitation. Everything during her absence had a loud sound of voices, I entered. Christiana disgraceful state of things, we should so miserably been in the utmost state of excitement. The father rushed towards me, exclaiming joyfully, “My child fashion our happiness. But a remedy must be had returned from the exchange, but the child was lives! my child lives!'
found.” no where to be found. Christiana would not con- “I looked in the cradle, but saw that it was at “ Christiana," said the surgeon, was the last fess where she had been, but pretended merely that the point of death, and that any minute it might wet-nurse I ever engaged. I have lost the balf of she had lost her way; it was now, therefore, deter- close its eyes for ever. I wished, therefore, to in- my wealthy employers by my views on this subject. mined, that she was no longer to go out unattended. duce Christiana to return home ; but she was obsti- The true way of remedying this crying sin, however, The little Hermann cried and wrangled through nate, or lost in thought, and seemed scarcely to after all, is to bring up our girls in a more healthy the wbole day. Against my own will I betrayed hear my words. She sang a cradle-song, and manner, in order that they may be able to become where Christiana had been, and the terrible shock rocked the child. I felt its pulse, and while I dia mothers in the true sense of the word. If they which she had sustained now produced its effect on so, its beating stopped for ever-she rocked a dead would but be content to spend less time at the the child. The indignation was great against her, child! I now endeavored to compel Christiana to piano-for before everything else we want a healthy and they were quite disposed to send her at once leave the house, and return home, as I hoped by generation! But where it is absolutely necessary from the house ; but I interfered for her, and pro- this means to conceal, for the present, the fact from to engage & wet-nurse, the parents ought to consider mised to have a watchful eye upon her child—I had her. She again tried to lift the child ; and now it an indispensable duty to watch over the wellhad that already ; but of what avail was it? I saw that the dreadful discovery passed through being of her child—or, better still, receive her child
“Christiana was once more calm and cheerful as her frame like a death-stroke. She fell, without a into their own house. A society which would formerly. The third evening from this time, Mr. sound, over the cradle. When we had restored her establish itself purposely to carry out these views and Mrs. Freidenberg spent with their parents to consciousness, she smiled, and said, “ Yes, it has would pot be adverse to the spirit of the age.” Everything in the house was still. Christiana was said adieu, my little Anton : but I have suckled it, “Certainly the remedy must be sought for in this singing one of those melancholy songs of the peo- for all that; yes, yes!'
way,” said the elder of the three. “There are ple which are so abundant in our land. In the ad- “She then wandered up and down the room, difficulties in the plan," no doubt. But the first joining room sat one of the house-maids at her bodded her head the while as if she was saluting duty is to show to the world that they are guilty work. Suddenly Christiana started up, and opened some one. As I bad yet several patients to visit, I of murder, and are the means of sin and unspeakable the window hastily. The housemaid opened the desired her to remain here for a short time, wish- misery. Once prove this, and the remedy will not door between the two rooms, and asked her what sing, in her present condition, to conduct her back be far off, let it be what it may. she was doing, and that she must shut it imme- to Freidenberg's myself. She made no objection Who will lend a helping hand. diately, as the cold evening air would be injurious at the time, to this arrangement; but, when I was to the child.
gone, she persuaded the old woman to accompany “ Christiana replied by inquiring if she had not her. She walked by her side along the street as THE DUEL: AN ANECDOTE OF THE heard something; for it seemed to her as if some- quiet as a lamb, and just as they reached the house, body was calling her by name in the street below. the carriage drove up to the front door, having
CAMP AT BOULOGNE The house-maid replied that she heard nothing, and brought home the merchant and his wife. that it was only her own fancy.
“Let me get into the house before them !'' said (TRANSLATED FROM THE BOULOGNE ALMANAO FOR “But Christiana could not be calmed by this as- Christiana. She sprang forwards up the stairs and
1854.] i she rushed about the room like a wild into the nursery as silently as possible ; snatched beast in a cage. She then stood against the win: up the little Hermann, asleep as he was; kissed AT the beginning of the year 1805, Boulogne bad dow, and listened; all was still without, and yet and embraced him, and then sate down with him, reached her climax, as far as the imperial era again she seemed to hear something. She opened singing
was concerned. The great number of ships that the door softly, and went out; she then took off
u Sleep, my baby, sleep;
were equipped for sea were the means of spreading her shoes, and stole down stairs. The house-door
Thy father tends his sheep;
ease and prosperity amongst all classes of the
Thy motherwas locked; she opened a window on the ground
population. Swarms of vessels, which became floor, but found it secured by iron bars. She crept “At that moment the mother opened the door famous under the name of corsaires, swept up and softly to the servants' room ; fortunately for her it and entered the room. 'How is my child ? asked down the Channel, and inficted serious injury upon was empty, and the window unsecured ; by its she.
English commerce. The Boulogne fishermen, a means she was quickly in the street. Scarcely had “• Your child ! exclaimed Christiana, in a wild, brave and hardy set of fellows, displayed traits of her foot touched the ground, than she sprang for- insane voice. 'Away, away!—your child ! my courage worthy of being registered beside those of wards through the streets. The watchmen, who saw child 1-yes, your child, the murderer of mine!' Jean Bart and other illustrious mariners, and were her flying onwards, were greatly terrified. Unheard And as she uttered these words she stared wildly often rewarded with the Cross of the Legion of and unperceived by any one, she had fled from the around her. "Murder! murder ! screamed sbe, Honor, by the hand of the Emperor himsell.
One fine and fresh morning, towards the close of longed till late in the evening. Our corsaires then "There; behind that block of stone. Follow the month of March, an immense crowd was sta- separated, to commence their rude labors the follow-me.” tioned on the jetty. Every eye was anxiously ing day. One man alone did not rise to depart. The spot which was to witness the dénoúment of watching two ships that appeared in the offing, and He was a young sailor, who had fallen into a doze, another of the scenes then so frequent at Boulogne, seemed to be making for the harbor. The look-out with his elbows resting upon the table.
was admirably selected for the purpose of concealman on duty at the estacade soon signalled a Almost as soon as the room was empty, an in- ing it from every prying and impertinent eye. A corsaire and her prize. An hour bad scarcely dividual stealthily slipped in. He was a strong patch of ground, sunken between steep cliffs, elapsed when the “ Etoile,” commanded by Jacques- young fellow, with vigorous limbs and an athletic formed a hollow in the shape of a cradle, which is Oudart Fourmentin, one of the boldest seamen frame, dressed in a gray great-coat buttoned up to the reason why the place is called the Créche belonging to Boulogne, entered the port, and was the top, and a police-cap cocked on one side over (manger, or crib). Into this lonely gorge Jean received with energetic cheers. He was towing the ear, after the fashion of swaggerers and braw- Pierre conducted his adversary. He lifted up his behind him a handsome brig, which he had boarded lers. He gave a greedy glance at the remains of overcoat, and produced a couple of boarding-axes. and captured off Shorebam. The corsaire bore the banquet, approached the table without ceremony, “What !” exclaimed the Moonlighter. “Do you upon her rigging honorable marks of the enemy's poured himself out a bumper, and then threw the take me for an English pinnace ?'' fire. The English vessel was armed with twenty- remains of his glass in the sleeper's face, shouting “ These are my arms. A truce to pleasantry. I four nine-pounders, and was returning from the out to him, “Good health, old cbap!"
am rather in a hurry to finish the business, for the West Indies with a valuable cargo--270 hogsheads The sailor, roused by this aspersion, started to 'Etoile' is only waiting for the tide to leave the of sugar, 290 bales of cotton, rum, and other his feet, and drew himself up in front of the man harbour. Take that, and be upon your guard !" colonial produce—a class of property wbich, from who had thus insulted him.
And he tossed one of the boarding-axes at his feet. day to day, laid the foundation of the rising fortunes “ The devil fetch you, Mr. Footsoldier! What The sailor appeared to be so determined, that ihe of Boulogne's merchant aristocraey.
do you mean by shoving against a sailor? Make soldier seized the weapon, and advanced several The day following that on which a prize was the best you can of that!"
paces. He had fought so many duels in the course brought in, was always kept as a holiday by the
He seized him by the collar, as if he were grap- of his life, that he reckoned, not unreasonably, on crew, who paraded, with a band of music at their pling with an enemy on ship-board, made him spin displaying his customary dexterity, and on getting head, the trophies of their victory through the round, and laid him flat at the foot of the table. out of this affair with his usuał good fortune. principal streets. In the evening, the conquerors
“ Cursed sea-wolf !” said the soldier, brushing Jean Pierre, firm as a rock, did not stir an inch. re-assembled to hold a grand gala at one of those the sand off his coat ; " you shall pay for this. With his axe in hand he watched his adversary, houses which enjoyed the privilege of rapidly I'll give you a pretty severe drilling, I promise who mistook his stilloess for hesitation, and rushed absorbing the money earned at the risk of life, and you."
upon him. The weapons clashed and the sparks which was prodigally spent by handfuls, without “I hope you will; and I also beg that you will flew. The combatants warded each other's blows the least regard for the future.
not put it off later than to-morrow morning. If with equal rapidity and skill. It was a deadly The crew of the “ Etoile,” faithful to the tradi- you will be so good as to walk to the Créche at struggle. The young sailor, completely master of tional custom, met at the Petit Tivoli d'Hiver, in seven o'clock, we'll have a little quiet chat to himself, attacked his opponent not more vigorously the Rue du Calvaire, and which stood upon the gether, without any witnesses."
than coolly, and would not leave the circle he had spot now actually occupied by the houses that are “That's the sort of game you pretend to play, do marked out as his post. The soldier, furious at numbered 15 and 17. It was a guinguette, or you? Just as you like. I accept your invitation, such a resistance, foamed with rage, bounded round suburban public-house, very much in vogue, where and leave to you the choice of weapons."
him, made a leap, and struck at his head ; Jean private and public balls were given, and which was “Very well ; it shall be attended to."
Pierre leaned on one side, and cleft the Moonlightalso made use of for club-meetings. On ball days
The sailor retired, and went on board bis vessel er's skull in twain. it was thronged by crowds of dancers, who poured, for the night.
An hour afterwards the corsaire * Etoile" was like living avalanches, both from the camp of the Jean Pierre (the only name by which he was sailing out of the harbor, to recommence her priright and the camp of the left, and whose numbers known), although scarcely twenty years of age, vateering career. were increased by a fair proportion of men belonging was reckoned one of the bravest of the “ Etoile’s” to the flotilla. crew. Fourmentin had witnessed his intrepidity in
THE SIGNAL The principal building fronted the court-yard, and several engagements with the English. consisted of two rooms—an estaminet, or smoking The other belonged to a class of soldiers who in
BY LEITCH RITCHIE, ESQ. and drinking-room, on the ground floor, and a large spired great terror in the outskirts of the camp and room on the first floor. This estaminet was very the town, and who were designated by the title of much frequented, especially by the maritime class Soldats de la lune, or “Moonlighters.” A good I HAD occasion, in May last, to traverse a consiIts customers, when seafaring matters did not call shot, a perfect master of fence, and a successful derable portion of the Tyrol ; not on foot, howthem away, were fishermen, sailors, and privateers- duellist, every one was afraid of him ; for his ever, as such a journey ought to be performed, but men, who came thither to indulge in a chat about challenge was equivalent to a sentence of death. in the diligence. Among the finest specimens of nets, navigation, and fighting. The master of this At this epoch duels were very common ; there ex- the picturesque I saw in the whole country was the establishment, Baptiste Woisselin by name, had isted an abundance of professional bullies, who Castle of Salurn. Some idea may be formed of the contrived to gain the confidence of his clients, to seized upon the most trifling pretext to assassinate extravagant situation of this ruin, from a vignette whom he behaved with the utmost complaisance, any victim on whom they chose to get their mark.
in the number of Mr. Brockedon's work on the and was occasionally very liberal in the credit Exactly at seven o'clock the following morning, Alps, which relates to the Pass of the Brenner, but which he gave them. It must be confessed that Jean Pierre halted in front of the Fort de la Créche. only a very faint one. The very preciseness of this credit was founded on the pledge of some prize He laid down upon a lump of rock a parcel which painting, in fact, which usually gives it the advanthat had been taken, or was to be taken, from the he covered with his overcoat, and walked forwards tage over poetry in description, renders it, in this English.
to meet a soldier whom he perceived emerging case, less faithful to the object. It materializes. as The crew, then, of the “ Etoile” were celebrating from the little valley through which flows the brook it were, what seems nothing more than an odd and their good fortune in the large room at the Petit of Moulin Hubert.
fantastic idea, even when subjected to the scrutiny Tivoli d'Hiver, which displayed on this occasion "Good morning!" said the new comer. “I call of the senses. At Salurn all is dim, and shadowy. the usual character of such meetings as these this punctuality,-a thing I insist upon when I am and visionary. The scenery is supernatural. It Strong excitement, not difficult to comprehend, out a-pleasuring. We are going to have a little associates itself, in spite of our waking faculties, reigned throughout the whole course of the feast. private amusement,” he added, coaxing his mous- with draams and nightly terrors, and the recolleeWine flowed in all directions, like water, in honor tache in the most insolent way; " but where are tions of our haunted youth. of many a patriotic toast. The revels were pro- the weapons ?"
Conceive a vast range of mountains overhanging