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results had been more successful, you would have
In some stages of his manufacture of the human
a young woman.
"Quite a young woman," said Mr. Gradgrind, musing. "Dear me !"
serene apartment of the hair-cutting character, and
Soon after this discovery, he became more thoughtful than usual for several days, and seemed much engrossed by one subject. On a certain night, when he was going out, and Louisa came to bid him good bye before his departure—as he was not to be home until late and she would not see him again until the morning—he held her in his arms, looking at her in his kindest manner, and sald:
"My dear Louisa, you are a woman!" She answered with the old, quick, searching look of the night when she was found at the Circus; then cast down her eyes. "Yes, father."
"My dear," said Mr. Gradgrind, "I must speak with you alone and seriously. Come to me in my room after breakfast to morrow, will you?"
Except one, which was apart from his necessary progress through the mill. Time hustled him into a little noisy and rather dirty machinery, in a bye corner, and made him Member of Parliament for "Then I'll tell you. He's with old Bounderby. Coketown one of the respected members for ounce They are having a regular confab together, up at weights and measures, one of the representatives of the Bank. Why at the Bank, do you think? Well, the multiplication table, one of the deaf honorable I'll tell you again. To keep Mrs. Sparsit's cars as gentlemen, dumb honorable gentlemen, blind honor-far off as possible, I expect.” able gentlemen, lame honorable gentlemen, dead honorable gentlemen, to every other consideration. Else wherefore live we in a Christian land, eighteen hundred and odd years after our Master?
With her hand upon her brother's shoulder, Louisa still stood looking at the fire. Her brother glanced at her face with greater interest than usual, and, encircling her waist with his arm, drew her coaxingly to him.
All this while, Louisa had been passing on, so quiet and reserved, and so much given to watching the bright ashes at twilight as they fell into the grate and became extinct, that from the period when her father had said she was almost a young woman —which seemed but yesterday-she had scarcely attracted his notice again, when he found her quite
"Dear Tom," she answered, rising and embracing him, "how long it is since you have been to see me!"
"Quite well, father." "And cheerful?"
She looked at him again, and smiled in her peculiar manner. "I am as cheerful, father, as I usually am, or usually have been."
Why, I have been otherwise engaged, Loo, in the evenings; and in the daytime old Bounderby has been keeping me at it rather. But I touch him up with you, when he comes it too strong, and so we preserve an understanding. I say! Has father said anything particular to you, to-day or yesterday, Loo?"
"Ah! That's what I mean," said Tom. "Do
"You are very fond of me, an't you, Loo?"
"No, dear Tom, I won't forget."
of all, would weave from the threads he had already
A HAPPY DILEMMA.
That a dismal night!" said poor M. Armand, as he looked hopelessly round in search of a fiacre. There was not one to be scen; he must therefore walk to the nearest stand, and that was at no inconsiderable distance. He had just left a brilliant soirée in the Faubourg du Roule-he had passed the preceeding evening at the Ball de l'Opéra-on both occasions he had danced for many hours, and consequently he found himself overwhelmed with fatigue. The night was damp and foggy, and the wind blew keenly in his face. The young man sighed, and resigned himself to fate. He proceeded through the Faubourg du Roule, and down the Ruc du Foubourg St. Honoré; every stand was deserted, and the few vehicles that he chanced to encounter upon the way were already occupied. At last, as if to crown his misery, some premonitory flakes of snow began to fall.
"I can go no further!" exclaimed M. Armand, as staggering from fatigue, and half dead with cold, he leaned against a doorway.
But stay! On casting a last despairing look in advance, he thought that he perceived a file of carriages before the door of a large mansion down one of the streets opening upon the Madelaine.
But his troubles were not to be so speedily ended. Among the twenty-five or thirty equipages which he found stationed together, there was not a single hackney vehicle. All were private, and all were, of course, inaccessible. Any other man would have been daunted by this new disappointment; to M. Armand it suggested a bold and felicitous stroke of policy. At the head of the line there sat a coachman upon the box of a neat little Clarence The man was almost hidden in the folds of an immense rail
way wrapper, and seemed to be fast asleep. The rest of the livery servants were assembled round a blazing fire in the vestibule of the hotel.
M. Armand approached stealthily towards the carriage, opened the door softly, glanced once more around, to see that no one observed him, and glided
It was a delightfully comfortable little vehiclecushioned, soft, yielding, and perfumed withal by that soft scent of flowers and otto of roses, which seems to linger in the wake of ladies, and their "Good bye, bouquets.
He had only intended to rest for a few moments She gave him an affectionate good night, and till a fiacre should pass by or the snow cease from went out with him to the door, whence the fires of falling. Soon, however, overcome by weariness and
“Your hands are rather cold, Louisa. Are you Coketown could be seen, making the distance lurid.
the luxury of his asylum, he fell into a profound She stood there, looking steadfastly towards them, and dreamless sleep. The ball shortly after this and listening to his departing steps. They retreat- broke up. The servants returned to their seatsed quickly, as glad to get away from Stone Lodge; the file of carriages was gradually put in motion-and she stood there yet, when he was gone and all the visitors were departing was quiet. It seemed as if, first in her own fire within the house, and then in the fiery haze with"That's well," said Mr. Gradgrind So, he kiss-out, she tried to discover what kind of woof Old ed her and went away; and Louisa returned to the Time, that greatest and longest established Spinner
Still M. Armand slept on.
A lady appeared at the door of the hotel, surrounded by a crowd of attentive escorts. She wore a rich velvet cloak trimmed with sables, and yet shuddered at the
which you wished to prevent my attending; how
cold, damp night-air; appearing, moreover, somewhat wearied of the pressing attentions of her numerous admirers. The carriage drew up; the footman opened the door, let down the steps, and stood aside for his mistress to pass in.
"Nothing, thank you," she replied; "I only stepped upon this cloak, and feared for the moment that I should fall. Good night!" She extended her fair hand, closed the door hastily, and the carriage rolled away.
Still M. Armand slept on.
She leaned forward for the reply. This time M. It so happened that where he sat was in the deep-generosity." Armand felt that it must proceed from his lips, and est shadow, and no one observed the intruder. The young man, who was thus usurping a confi- was proceeding to give it, but without speaking, The lady ran lightly forward, and sprang in-an dence intended for another, began to feel that he when the young lady suddenly drew back and reexclamation escaped her lips. must at all hazards put an end to the lady's error.proached him just as his head came very close to "What is the matter, Madam?" cried one of the But his courage deserted him, when the smallest and hers. gentlemen, advancing immediately to the door. softest of hands was laid upon his own, and in a caressing voice she continued :—
The lady disengaged the mantle from her shoulders, and threw it over the sleeper in such a manner that he was completely hidden beneath the satin folds.
But M. Armand was asleep no longer. He had half awoke when the door was opened, and had seen, as if in a dream, the lighted hall, the lady, and the gentlemen who accompanied her. The danger of his position suddenly roused him. Were they all coming in? Then the cloak fell upon his head-he blessed the protecting satin-the door closed, and he found himself alone with the lady. What was he to do? He dreaded to reveal his presence, for at the
first word he uttered she might scream-faint-go into hysterics! Poor M. Armand! he had never been so embarrassed in his life.
"I was wrong to doubt you; but I have been
M. Armand thought the fatal moment was come. "Ah, I understand," continued his companion, in a tone of gentle reproach; "you are ashamed of your conduct of the cruel scene you inflicted yesterday upon me! Well, I pardon you. You would not let the night pass over without a reconciliation. You have come to seek me as I left the very ball
And the soft hand gently pressed that of the false
The young man was troubled, curious, and pleased.
The young lady, who fortunately seemed to be fond of talking, and had a great many things to say, paused for a moment, and then resumed.
"I abjure my error," she said, "and you have made me quite happy. Do you pardon me as I pardoned you?"
M. Armand pressed her hand by way of reply. Anything was better than to trust his voice with the answer.
While he was thus debating and trembling, the carriage went on. All at once the lady drew the mantle aside, and said"You know I was obliged to go to the ball to It will "How imprudent of you to hide yourself in my please my rich uncle, whose heiress I am. carriage!" never do to vex one's rich uncles,-will it Rodolph ?"
When he felt the cloak withdrawn, the young man wished that he could sink through the bottom of the vehicle; but when he heard these words, he was perfectly bewildered.
Again a pressure of the hand, a little closer, more tender,-in fact, quite a crescendo pressure.
he lady went on :
Well, well, it is all over, then! And will you promise me never, never to be jealous again? And to be jealous of such a creature as that Monsieur Chapuis!"
“Had you no care of my reputation?—no fear of compromising me? Happily I succeeded in throwing my cloak over you, otherwise-But no, I will not be angry with you, Rodolph; you have acted nobly, and I thank you!".
Monsieur Chapuis happened to be one of M. Armand's most intimate friends. He could not help smiling. We all, according to La Rochefoucault, M. Armand had begun to think that he was mis- take a degree of pleasure in the misfortune of our
sense to see that."
friends. taken for another, and these last words confirmed it. Fortunatety for him, the withdrawal of the cloak did "Such an absurd man! The most absurd man not violate his incognito. The collar of his paletot anywhere. He knows nothing-he can say nothing was up; he wore his hat, and a large silken hand--every one laughs at him; but he has not even the kerchief covered his mouth. Besides, the night was very dark; the carriage-lamps shed no light within; and he was shrinking back into the farthest corner. Thus protected, he could at least continue to pass for Rodolph till he was obliged to speak, and then his voice must betray him.
"But let us not talk of anything so tiresome. Let us talk about you. I do not think, after all, "Well! have you nothing to say to me?" said the that you would make such a bad husband-andyoung lady, tenderly. and, at all events, I think I may as well run the risk, and take you !"
and M. Armand added to it a sigh of passionate
"Chapuis!" thought M. Armand; "I wonder if she will speak of me next!" But M. Armand was particularly careful not to think aloud.
"What do you think of it? But you say nothing. It is true, you seldom speak much; but I only ask you for a single word-will you always love me?"
After a momentary silence, "Well, yes," she said softly; "I permit you; and let our embrace be the seal of reconciliation."
And the ceremony was performed to M. Armand's intense gratification.
"Ah, goodness!" exclaimed the lady, "we have already reached the Faubourg St. Germain! How will you escape from the carriage without being seen by my servants?"
M. Armand made a gesture of despair. "What is to be done? I would not have them know this for the world! Ah! an idea has occurDo you know what o'clock it is?" red to me. M. Armand took out his watch and touched the spring of the repeating movement.
"Excellent! it is only half-past two, and the Countess de Blois will keep up her soirée till at least three. My sister is there; I will ask to speak with her, and then you can escape. Here is the Rue de Bac, and the door of the hotel is yet surrounded with equipages.”
An immense squeeze from M. Arinand expressed gushed from her eyes. the proper degree of rapture.
"Come to-morrow, then, Rodolph, and we will talk over the necessary arrangements for the marriage."
Here a pressure of the hand was not sufficient,
"Is he mad?" she exclaimed; "after our conversation last night in the carriage, to treat me thus!"
She forgot that in that conversation she had been the only speaker.
She could not refrain from weeping. He had
NO. XII.-VOL. IU
ADMIRAL SIR CHARLES NAPIER,
COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF OF THE BRITISH FLEET IN THE BALTIC.
Engraved expressly for the New York Journal.
been so kind, so amiable, so affectionate last night; morning-and under most peculier circumstances. and nowHave I your permission to proceed, and your pardon At this moment a servant entered the room with for an indiscretion which was as tempting and dea visiting card upon a salver. lightful as I confess it was imprudent and rash."
Madame la Comtesse bent over a flower-stand and hid her tears among the geraniums. She took the card without looking at it.
The lady bowed her head; but she had turned very pale, and her heart began to throb like a caged bird. He told her all. He told her of his shame, his terror, his anxiety to speak, and yet his dread of a betrayal. He excused himself gracefully-he urged his fear of alarming her-he was frank, respectful,
"Shall I show the gentleman up, Madame ?" She nodded; there were footsteps already on the stairs-she dried her eyes, resumed her seat, and opened a book hastily.
A gentleman entered the room hat in hand. He was good looking, well dressed, but perfectly unknown to her.
"I hope," he said, with a quiet smile, "that Madame la Comtesse de Chalon will pardon the intrusion of one who, although a stranger, has yet spent some short time most agreeably in her society." "You speak in parables, Monsieur," and here the Countess glanced for the first time at the card, "Monsieur Armand."
"Yet, I beg to assure you, Madame, that we have met and not very long since."
Of course, it was impossible to doubt the word of so gentlemanly a person-she thought herself exceedingly forgetful not to remember him; particularly as he possessed such fine, and really such expressive eyes. She motioned him to a seat, resumed her own chair, and smiling graciously,
"We have met, perhaps, at some ball?" she said; "but I am ashamed to confess that I cannot in the least recall your features."
"Certainly, Madame, a ball was the occasion of our meeting."
"What very beautiful eyes!" thought the young lady, casting down her own with some little embar
rassment. Madame la Comtesse was an admirer of beautiful eyes.
“And pray in whose salons had I the pleasure of dancing with Monsieur Armand?" she inquired.
"Pardon, Madame: but we met last night for the first time."
The lady looked completely amazed.
"I am indeed overwhelmed with confusion not to remember" she began. But M. Armand interrupted her.
After he had concluded there was for some moments a painful silence. The lady, who had been pale and red by turns, sat nervously plucking a rose to pieces leaf by leaf, with her eyes fixed upon the ground. The gentleman sat opposite to her, silent, and pausing for a reply. She felt his glance upon her, and she knew not what to say. At last, in a voice somewhat tremulous and low, she spoke. "And pray, Monsieur Armand, how did you dis
"Before I proceed farther Madame, I must entreat We your forgiveness for all that I am about to say. did indeed meet last night-I should rather say this
cover my name and address ?"
"I found what I had before sought in vain, Madame,—a fiacre. I told the driver to follow your carriage. I watched you enter your own door. I sent my servant this morning to ascertain your name at an adjoining boutique; and now I am here to entreat your pardon and the permission to continue an acquaintance so peculiarly, and, for me, auspi
"I regret to say that I have never yet had the honor of dancing with Madame la Comtesse," replied the gentleman, with an air of profound deference, and yet with an amused expression hovering round his lips, which greatly puzzled her. "Was it at the réunion given by Madame St. Croix? or at the soirées of Madame du Nanterre? or at the balls given by Madame la Marquise de St. Hilaire ? or Madame la Comtesse Duplessis?"
M. Armand shook his head.
"It was at none of these, Madame, although I have the entrée at most of the houses you have mentioned. A ball given by Madame Delaunay first afforded me the delight of your acquaintance."
"Ah! I comprehend. It must have been a year ago, then Monsieur; for Madame Delaunay has received but once this season. Last night was the first of her soirées, and certainly it was not last night How oft, labor o'er, have I taken my station that I had the honor of being introduced to you."
The motherless one by its elbow has wept.
Who could refuse a request so charmingly solicited? Not Madame la Comtesse, decidedly, who was such an admirer of fine eyes.
As for M. Rodolph, he repented of his letter, and sought a reconciliation with the beautiful widow. He found a gentleman in her drawing-room occupied in her service in a most interesting and confidential
In fact, he was holding a skein of silk upon his extended hands, and the lady's dainty fingers were rapidly twining it around an ivory reel. "Ah, M. de Mayall," said Madame la Comtesse, with an amiable smile, as she rose and indicated a chair for the visitor. "I am delighted to receive you. Auguste," turning towards the gentleman, who yet held the silken threads, "this is one of my old friends. Permit me to introduce my friend, M. de Mayall—M. Armand.”
Beside that old chair, while a blessing was given From lips that now long with the dust have been mingled, But the spirit which mov'd them is active in Heav'n. That Chair, perhaps, unworthy the gaze of a stranger, Is highly esteem'd by a motherless child, Who now, even now, sees the parent within it,] As when in her happiest moments she smil'd.
SIR CHARLES NAPIER.
ADMIRAL SIR CHARLES NAPIER, the
'rough diamond,” as he has been dubbed, is the eldest son of the Honorable Charles Napier, R.N., of Merchistoun Hall, in the county of Stirling. He was born 6th of March, 1786. He entered the navy early in life, for at the age of twenty-two he is found Captain of the Recruit, on the West India Station. From this period of his life down to a comparatively late date, no account of his heroic services can be so interesting as that given by himself to the burgesses of Portsmouth, when he offered himself as a candidate at the election of 1833 :—
"In the course of my canvass," said he, "I have been asked who I am? I'll tell you. I am Captain Charles Napier, who, twenty-five years ago, commanded the Recruit brig, in the West Indies, and who had the honor of being twenty-four hours under the guns of three French line-of-battle ships, flying from a British squadron, the nearest of which, with the exception of the Hawk brig, was from five to six miles astern the greatest part of the time. I kept flying double-shotted broadsides into them. One of these ships, the Haulpoult, only was captured by the Pompey and Castor, the other two escaped by superior sailing. Sir Alexander Cochrane, my Commanderin-Chief, promoted me on the spot into her.
THE EASY OLD CHAIR.
"I hope," said M. Armand, with the most winning "I had once the misfortune of receiving a precious politeness, "that M. de Mayall will honor our wed-licking from a French corvette; the first shot she ding with his presence. I am charmed to have the fired broke my thigh, and a plumper carried away my honor of making his acquaintance." mainmast. The enemy escaped, but the British flag was not tarnished. On my return to England, in command of the Jason, I was turned out of her by a Tory Admiralty, because I had no interest; but as I could not lead an idle life, I served a campaign with the army in Portugal, as a volunteer, when I was again wounded. At the battle of Busaco, I had the honor of carrying off the field my gallant friend and relative, Colonel Napier, who was shot through the face.
HIE Easy Old Chair where my mother oft rested,
Come hither, ye children, from six years to sixtyComo ye with long tresses, and ye with gray hair; And each, who, like me, know the loss of a mother. Shall value as I do the Easy Old Chair.
At the siege of Martinique, the Æolus, Cleopatra, and Recruit were ordered to beat up, in the night, between Pigeon Island and the main, and anchor close to Fort Edward. The enemy fearing an attack, burnt their shipping. At daylight, it appeared to me that Fort Edward was abandoned: this, however, was doubted. I offered to ascertain the fact, and with five men I landed in open day, scaled the walls, and planted the union-jack on the ramparts. Fortunately, I was undiscovered from Fort Bourbon, which stood about a hundred yards off, and commanded it. On this being reported to Sir Alexander Cochrane, a regiment was landed in the night. Fort Edward was taken possession of, and the mortars turned against the enemy. I am in possession of letters from Sir A., saying that 'my conduct was the means of saving many losses, and shortening the siege of Martinique.'
“On my return to England, I was appointed to the Thames, in the Mediterranean; and if I could bring the inhabitants of the Neapolitan coast into this room, they would tell you, that from Naples to the Faro Point, there was not a spot where I did not leave my mark, and brought off with me upwards of a hundred sail of gun-boats and merchant vessels. I had the honor of running the Thames and Furieuse into the small mole of Ponza, which was strongly de
Portuguese squadrons, when the capture of the ful of the Western nations in the flames of a general
fended; and before they could recover from their sur-
From the Mediterranean I was ordered to America; and if my gallant friend, Sir James Gordon, was here, he would have told you how I did my duty on that long and arduous service up the Potomac; he would have told you, that in a tremendous squall, the Euryalus lost her bowspirit and all her topmasts, and that in twelve hours she was again ready for work. We brought away a flect from Alexandria, were attacked going down the river by batteries, built close to what had been the residence of the great Washington, and I was again wounded in that action in the neck. On the peace taking place, I went on half-pay, where I remained till I was appointed to the Galatea, which ship I commanded for three years on this station; and I trust I have done my duty faithfully, during that period, to my king and country."
In 1839, Napier was appointed to the Powerful, and when she came to Portsmouth for her crew, the following characteristic and somewhat prophetic bill was issued :—
It was not long before the Commodore found himself made a Knight Commander of the Bath, and at length elevated to the rank of Vice-Admiral.
No sketch of this brave man's career can be other than greatly defective that does not bear testimony to his fearless expression of opinion, politically as well as professionally. In regard to his latter feature of conduct, not few are the instances of his running foul of a minister of the crown, and of his raking the decks of a premier with a broadside. "The Navy its Past and Present State," has been the subject of many of his letters, addressed to a great number of persons in power from time to time, and also to the editor of the Times.
How well she took her own part, and how her commander played his, did not very long remain in doubt. On the announcement of her destination to join the Mediterranean fleet, it was shrewdly guessed that more was meant than met the eye; and that it was not for a mere summer cruise along the coast With respect to Sir Charles Napier having a comof Troy, or among the isles of Greece, that such a mand in the naval armament which menaces Russia man as Napier was summoned from his retirement. there exist not two opinions. Give him head in the That he thought so himself may be concluded, not Baltic, and who can doubt of his speedily showing only from his placard at Portsmouth, but also from how much depends upon striking such a hard blow the fact of his sounding the Dardanelles, and taking as may be at once decisive. careful notes of every gun in those famed batteries, as well as instructing his nephew, Major Napier, to make drawings for him of all the ports along the coast of Therapis, &c.
'Wanted, active seamen for the Powerful, Captain Napier. The Powerful is a fine ship, and, in the event of a war, will be able to take her own part."
Charlie is one who fights not for bread, but because he can no more help it than Scott could writing novels and romances. He could not get into the House of Commons in 1833, but amused himself by watching the storm and battle of party as a spectator from the gallery, and by writing for the "United Service Journal," where will be found several able letters from his pen on the subject of naval expenditure and economy. But this could not last long. Of Napier's promotion to the rank of Commodore The blast of war had sounded, and liberty herself in 1840-of the dark web of French intrigue encomseemed to call upon him for her aid in her dying passing the Eastern question, which, with the minstruggles in the Peninsula, bringing us to the war of istry of M. Thiers, was scattered like a cloud at sea succession in Portugal, where, but for the gallant by the first sound of the cannon at Beyrout, in Octoservices of Napier, the cause of Don Pedro and ber of 1840,-of the landing in Djournie Bay of the Queen Maria in all probability would have been lost. British, Turkish, and Austrian forces,-of the camp And yet he was not only badly received by the at Djournie, where Napier, the commodore, is deEmperor at the first, but often scurvily treated after-scribed as working in his shirt sleeves, up at six in wards, in spite of the most characteristic as well as the morning, encouraging, urging, and compelling all gallant exploits. to labor at the fortifications, himself setting the It will not surprise the reader when he learns that example,-of the storming of Sidon, of Jaffa, of Napier was severely wounded in the service at Por- Tsour, and of Caiffa, there is not space in these tugal-a service which raised him to the summit of columns to describe-neither does this seem necesnaval renown; neither that his achievements failed sary, as these events are too recent to be new to the to gain for him from the rulers of that country, whose majority of the rising generation. How remarkable sway he asserted and sustained, adequate acknow-was the bombardment of Acre-that far-famed forledgments. But, will it be believed, that at the very tress of the Levant—the most splendid of late achievemoment when he was so bravely and successfully ments! defending a kingdom and cause with which England But Napier had not yet crowned his glory in a identified herself, he was made the subject of malig- summary war at this period: he was to settle the nant attack by the Tory friends of Don Miguel in Eastern question in a few days-a question which this country? He himself, besides, says, "It is sin- had been perplexing the diplomatists of Europe for gular that I received an order to appear at the Ad-years, and which had not only cost tens of thousands miralty the day the action was fought," viz., the of lives, but shook the Ottoman empire to its censplendid victory off Cape St. Vincent between the tre, and also threatened to involve the most power
The Commodore, it will be remembered, having arrived off Alexandria, took the Powerful in, with her guns double-shotted, with a reinforcement of several ships, and caused it to be signified to Mehemet Ali that unless his highness would forthwith enter into a solemn treaty for the final settlement of the Turco-Egyptian question, on certain terms proposed to him by the home government, Alexandria should meet the same fate as St. Jean d'Acre. Twenty-four hours time was given for the Pasha's ultimatum; before the expiration of which he signified his assent, so that the treaty was soon signed and executed.
THE DYING GIRL.
THEY say I'm failing fast, mother,
Indeed I feel it is so ;
And my cheeks have ceased to glow,
They'll soon be still-I know they will,
O raise me on your arm, mother,
The flowers are full of life and joy-
And see my rose-how sweet it blows,—
'Tis merry May for some, mother,
I'm sure 'twill soothe my pain;
The light becomes more dim, mother,
My brain begins to swim, mother,
An angel's bending from the skies,