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“Well, captain,” said I, what has all very dress ; the same red frock, the white this to do with me?"

apron, the sweet little foot, the blue and “ Harkye, Maturin,” he answered, red striped stockings, and the silver “you are a good fellow, and a handsome buckles in her shoes. fellow besides; you shall have your hair “Mercy upon me?" I exclaimed, “how curled and powdered, and I will place clever these actresses must be to adopt so you on guard, at the door of the queen's completely the look and manner of all box."

sorts of people; here is this famous MaSo said, and so it was done. Monday demosiselle Colombe, who lives in a night came, and found me in full uni. splendid house at Paris, dresses like a form at the door of the royal box, stand- duchess, and has scores of servants to ing upon a purple carpet, and surround wait on her; and see how exactly she reed by garlands and festoons of flowers. sembles Pierrette! And yet it is clear The manager was bustling about like a enough that she is not Pierrette. My man too happy to stand still, and seek- poor sweetheart cannot sing like that, ing Gretry, whom he met, at length, just although her voice is every bit as fine.” opposite the place where I was standing. Still I continued to look, until the

* Ah, Gretry, my dear Gretry,” said door of the box was suddenly banged in the manager, “ tell me, I beg of you, may my face. The queen was incommoded I not speak one word with this celebrated by the heat, and wished it open. I heard vocalist you have brought me? Not that her speaking quickly, and laughing with I presume for a moment to doubt her great delight. talent, but you know how anxious I feel- “ This is excellent," she said, “and the queen —there has been no rehearsal.” the king will be amused with our adven

“ Time enough,” coolly answered Gre- ture. Mademoiselle Colombe will lose try, “when she comes upon the stage. no credit by permitting me to take adMake yourself perfectly easy ; Sedaine vantage of her name and reputation. My and I have seen and heard her that is dear princess,” she continued, speaking enough for you. But, tell me ; you have to Madame de Lamballe, “ we have doubled your prices, I hope ?

taken them all in, finely; these good “ Better than that, Monsieur Gretry : people are doing a good action without I have raised them to a louis-d'or ; less knowing it ; they are delighted with the than that would have been disrespectful to great actress, and we have but to give the queen.”

the signal to bring down thunders of apAt this moment there was a great plause.” Thus speaking, she tapped noise of carriages and horses, and the with her fan upon the front of the box, shouts of the people without, announced and in a moment the house re-echoed the arrival of the queen, who entered so with the clapping of hands and cries of quickly that I had barely time to pre

Brava, brava."

Rose could not open sent arms" before she had passed into her mouth without a storm of approbaher box. She was followed by a number tion, and the lovely queen was in rapof ladies and courtiers, among whom I tures. recognised the sweet but melancholy face At length the piece was ended, and a of her who had accompanied the queen shower of wreaths and bouquets was on her visit to Montreuil.

thrown at the feet of Rose, from every The performance began at once. The part of the house. “ And the real lover, queen chatted and laughed all through where is he?” said the queen to the the tragedy, and of course, nobody list- Duke de Lauzun. The Duke came ened ; but when the opera commenced, out of the box and beckoned to my capshe was all attention, and the audience tain, who was marching up and down were profoundly silent. All of a sudden the corridor. My captain bowed proI heard a full, rich, melodious voice that foundly and spoke to the duke in a low went straight to my heart, and affected voice ; the queen looked at me; in me so much that I trembled, and had to another moment I saw Michael Sedaine lean upon my gun for support. There coming up the stairs, followed by Grewas, there could be only one voice in the try and the manager; and with them world like that. I listened—I stood came Pierrette, the real Pierrette, my upon my toes, and looking over the own, my bride, the Pierrette of Monheads of the royal party through a cre. treuil. The manager, unable to restrain vice in the door, beheld the singer. It his joy, was muttering to himself, “ a was a little peasant; and I marvelled at the fine house-a splendid benefit-eighteen resemblance she bore to my Pierrette. thousand francs at the very least." The There was her height, her shape, her queen rose from her seat, and coming

BY A CANTAB.

out of the box with a bright smile and a lady an energy and activity, which I look of benevolent gaiety, she took Pier- thought her age had not allowed me to rette by the hand, saying, “ There, my expect. But the riddle was soon solved, girl, this is the only way in which a mar- for I had not been ten minutes in the riage portion can be gained in an hour house, when she told me she was in without disgrace or crime ;” and then hourly anticipation of the arrival of a turning to me she added, “I hope new work, entitled, the “ Tales of the Monsieur Maturin will have no objection O'Hara Family." I did not think it now to accept the hand and the fortune charitable to undeceive her with regard of Pierrette, since she has earned it for to the age of that exquisite book, by herself.”

letting her know that it had already been

ten or twelve months before the public, THE NEW BOOK.

and therefore let her remain in blessed ignorance. The clock had scarcely struck

seven, and the tea things barely removed " None are so fond of secrets as those who do from table, (my aunt drinks tea early), not mean to keep them. Such persons covet when John entered the room with three secrets as a spendthrift covets money–for the respectable sized, novel-looking books, purpose of circulation."-Lacon.

that is, done up in blue boards, with a What a pity it is that men will not allow little white paper title at the back of the feelings which suggest their more each. My aunt, with the avidity attritrivial and insignificant actions, to have butable only to demi.starvation, snatched equal influence also in the greater con. at the volumes, and with difficulty by cerns of life. Who can witness the trou- the fading light, puzzled out the title ble taken by the reading part of a small page. village for the first perusal of a new book, “ John! did you see any other new or, which is more often the case, of an books on Mr. Brown's counter ?" old book which has made its first appear- “ Yes, ma'am; there was three others, ance at the solitary circulating library, uncommon like them; and Miss Gibson's without lamenting that a little of the servant comes in and axes for summat energy, activity, and emulation, visible fresh, and then, ma'am, Master Brown in the beings who throng round the tor- gies those there.” mented librarian, is not put to some ser

“Good heavens! you don't say so; vice in the real business of life.

that must be another copy, and that enAbout two or three summers ago, I vious Miss Gibson got it. John, get was so much amused by an incident candles, and make haste, for we will beconnected with this prevalent appetite gin it to-night, and see whether, in spite for the first cut of a new book, that I of the two copies, we cannot get the have been tempted to put it into some start of Miss Gibson." sort of legible shape. I have an aunt, The shutters having been closed, and an old romance-reading maiden lady, the candles brought in, the first volume who, for the last thirty years of her life, was placed in my hands, and I comhas inhabited a small house in the neigh- menced reading. Just before I had got bourhood of a village lying at some dis- half through the first tale, “ Crohoore tance from the metropolis ; therefore, as na Bilhoge," my aunt became exceedmight be expected, containing only one ingly nervous. I was continually intercirculating library. As with all novel- rupted by exclamations, such as these— reading persons, the first perusal of a “ Hist! hark !" Twice did I go and see new one, in my aunt's imagination, if the hall-door was closed ; and at last, doubles the beauties of a first-rate, and was dispatched to the kitchen for the renders even the dullest of its kind, cleaver, for John had not been more piquante and delightful. By burning than three years in the family, and who one candle, instead of two, except when knew what might happen? But, notcompany are present, she is enabled, withstanding all her terrors, I was orwithout any stings of conscience, to pay dered to read on by the light of the a double subscription; and upon those flaming, long-wicked candles, which, terms, receives every new publication, though ghastly enough to frighten my uncut from the librarian; thus gratify. aunt with innumerable misty shapes in ing, at a little sacrifice, the first wish of the gloom of the corners, she had not her soul.

courage enough to snuff, evidently fearAt the time above-mentioned, I was ful of the temporary darkness it would paying a visit at her house, and was occasion. At the end of the first tale, highly delighted at perceiving in the old however, she permitted me to go to bed;

and, taking the book with her, retired ter; and Miss Gibson found room just for the night.

to say, with a mild patronizing air, and The next morning, too impatient to a triumphant smile on her lips, “ I was read the whole novel, before she triumph- going to say, my dear Miss S., if you ed over Miss Gibson, which she expect had not interrupted me, that I was well ed to do in consequence of the last night's acquainted with the story, which I read, hard reading, my aunt, immediately I believe, some two years ago in Lonafter an early breakfast, put on her walk- don, when on a visit at my brother's.” ing things, laid hold of my arm, and set “Have you really ? how funny !"out on a visit to the aforesaid lady. Sure and my aunt laughed; but oh! how enongh, when we entered, we found bitter that laugh: in it spoke a sleepless Miss Gibson in the middle of one of the night, and the bitterness of disappointvolumes of a set of books which lay upon ment! “Well! but then,” she contithe table, exactly the counterpart of nued with a groan, for she had misgirthose we had left at home. I observed ings that Miss Gibson had the start of my aunt's eye glance anxiously and vigi- her in some other works also, “ What Jantly at the two volumes which lay upon books are these? I hoped—I meanI the table, and likewise her smile of tri- thought they were the “Tales of the umphant satisfaction at the pleasing con- O'Hara Family. They are very like viction from seeing them uncut, that those we have at home.” Miss Gibson had not yet emerged from They are, my dear, the “Tales of the the first volume, while she herself had O'Hara Family;' but, the Second Series." travelled half through the second.

J. P. Jux. 6 Well,” my dear, said my aunt, after the usual inquiries at morning visits, CURIOUS ANECDOTE “I see you have got this dear, delightful OF TURKISH TREACHERY. new book.

How very good of Mr. Brown to get two copies, isn't it? It is The intelligent author of the Corresso unpleasant to keep one's friends wait- pondance d'Orient” relates the following ing; for you know, my dear, my ar- anecdote, which, as he observes, looks rangements with Mr. Brown enable me more like a page of romance than an aualways to peruse the new books instant, thenticated fact. ly upon their arrival.

But you have Some years ago, Mahmoud, already not, I perceive, finished the first story. disquieted by the growing greatness of Shocking - very shocking, it is the be- his vizier of the Pyramids, determined ginning, isn't it? But, thank heaven ! to get rid of him by the following strait all ends happily. That Crohoore- tagem. Summoning to his presence a now I'll bet you a wager you think him young and innocent Georgian from his the murderer of that old man ?”.

harem, he thus addressed her: “ My “I do not wish, my dear Miss S.,” beautiful slave, you will be very happy -.said Miss Gibson.

when I tell you, that I have chosen you But my aunt interrupted her imme- as the companion of my glorious Pacha diately. “Stop, my dear;---right enough; of Egypt, the first man on earth, next you don't wish to hear the end of the to me; I am about to give you a ring, a story beforehand; it takes away the ex- marvellous talisman, by whose aid you quisite mystery--so it does—I never like may become the absolute sovereign of it myself. But really, what do you his heart. If in any of his tender inthink? I myself thought, for a long terviews with you, he should ask to time, that that Crohoore was the mur drink, secretly slip this ring into his cup, derer, because, you know, Pearce Shea and when he shall have drunk, you will seems so different a man. Well, but set him at your feet like a captive child, I'll say nothing about it—you will enjoy so powerful is the talisman I am bestowthe more yourself, all about the White- ing upon you.” This ring, which the Boy, and the poor lawyer with his ears young Georgian received with transport cut off, &c. &c.”- And so my aunt ran from the hands of the Sultan, had a on, till, at last, she had gone through small stone or composition, which, when the work, in spite of Miss Gibson's con- dissolved in water, produced a most actinued attempts at interruption, which tive poison. The girl knew nothing of she as continually parried by saying, this, and pleased her fancy with the bril“(-ah!- true! - I'll say no more;" liant prospects proposed to her by the and then, again, she launched forth into Sultan. She soon departed for Egypt, the very pith of the narrative. At last, escorted by a numerous suite; she was she stopped for want of breath and wiat- not however, received by Muhammed

Ali; he, who had then as now, spies at ROMANCE OF REAL LIFE, Constantinople, in the very palace of the Sultan, received warning in time. He We take the following letter from the presented the beautiful Georgian to one Athenæum Journal. The story is Gerof his principal officers; the young man in all its details, and quite as frightslave wished to employ the talisman, to ful as any of the wild fictions to which secure her power over her new master ; “ fatherland” has given birth. Pity that the poor officer swallowed the poison, Goëthe is not living to immortalize it in and dropped down dead as if struck by a Drama! It is, doubtless, dramatized a thunderbolt. The ignorant girl, as- by our French neighbours ere this. These tonished at the event, began to bewail 6 sentimental suicides” are one of the her fate, and related simply what she had many indications of a depraved age. done, and from whom she had received I was about to send you a gossiping the fatal talisman. All was then ex- letter on a multitude of comparatively plained without difficulty, and when the unimportant subjects, when all interest news came to Mohammed Ali, he re- and attention here was absorbed by one of turned thanks to Providence, for avert- the most tragical and astounding events ing from him the mortal draught. ever recorded in literary biography. You

may rely on every particular I am now SUPERSTITIOUS CUSTOM AT JAFFA.

about to relate. I know all the parties Every evening during Lent, the young intimately- know all circumstances by children of Greek families go to the door direct letters-am authorized to commuof the Christian houses, and with a mo- nicate them to you—and most anxious notonous chant, which might be taken to do so without the loss of a single mofor lamentation, demand wood, or money ment, lest misrepresentations should find to buy wood. Give, give,” they say, their way into the English papers. You si and next year your children will be have, at least, heard, by fame and name, married, and their days will be prospe- of Dr. H-S-, * Custos of the Royal rous, and you will live long to witness Library at Berlin,--distinguished, as a their happiness.” The wood that these scholar, by his edition of “ Pacuvii Douchildren ask, is designed to burn the Jews. lorestes '—as a poet, by his collection of It is on the evening of Holy Thursday Greek Songs, and his Bilder des Orients.' that the young Greeks kindle their fires, He married, four or five years since, a and every little troop has its own pile. highly-accomplished and amiable young They dress a straw figure in the Jewish lady, Miss W, of Leipzig. They lived costume, and the victim in effigy is then most happily together, but had no fabrought to the place of execution, amid mily. Her whole time and attentions shouts and hisses. The children deli- therefore were devoted to him: bis suc. berate gravely on the kind of punish- cess, his fame, his happiness, engrossed ment, to which the Israelite should be all her thoughts. During the summer condemned: some say, “ Crucify him, of 1833 they travelled together through he has crucified Jesus ; ” others, “ Cut Russia, and returned to Berlin delighted him down— tear him to pieces, for he with the scenes they had passed through, has slain our God.” The chief of the and full of enthusiasm and new literary troop then interferes ; “ What need is projects. But soon after the husband there,” he says, “ to have recourse to all was taken ill.

His disorder was pecu. these punishments ? Is there not a fire liar, and the physicians expressed their kindled? Burn the Jew." The ima- fears that his mind would be ultimately ginary Jew is then cast into the flames, affected. In the autumn of last year and the children exclainn, “ () Fire, fire, they visited together the Baths of Risspare him not ; devour him; he has buf- singen, but he did not derive from them feted Jesus Christ, he has nailed his the benefit anticipated. They were dehands and his feet;" and the children tained on their return by illness at Hathus enumerate all the sufferings which nover, and only reached Berlin late in the Jews made our Saviour endure. When the victim is consumed, they throw * We have suppressed the names. To the ashes to the winds with bitter exe- the few personally interested, the parties crations, and each returns home satisfied are sufficiently indicated to the many, that he has taken vengeance on the mur- it is of little consequence, and the public derer of Christ. Have not such cus- cation might give pain, although there toms their character imprinted on them? cau be no doubt that, notwithstanding and do they not give rise to very serious our precaution, they will shortly be bruited reflections ?

about all over Europe.

FROM THE MISCELLANEOUS WORKS OF

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the season ; but as soon as he arrived, he had a deep insight into the nature of her resigned his situation of Custos of the husband's malady: she felt and knew Royal Library, that he might enjoy, un- that nothing but a real and lasting sorrow disturbed, the quiet of domestic life, and could give another direction to bis recover, if possible, his health. A friend, thoughts, and save him from madness; and one whom I introduced, had often and she offered herself a willing sacrifice spoken to them of the beautiful environs to his happiness. It is perhaps still more of Jena — of our habits, manners, and extraordinary, that from this eventful social life. Led by his description, and moment he has recovered; the physicians perhaps a wish, under circumstances, to declare that no medicine could have change the scene, they had resolved to worked with half such potency either on spend the next summer in our little town. mind or body. He feels himself strong This was especially her plan; and in ar- and able to fulfil her last declared wishes, ranging for, and talking over, the con- and to accomplish those great projects templated change, the time passed until upon which heretofore he merely conthe 29th of December, when the Doctor templated and speculated. went to a public concert. He expressed his intention of leaving it before a symphony of Beethoven's should be per

THE RIVAL LADIES: formed, fearing that it would be too much

AN ANDALUSIAN TALE, for him, and try his weak nerves too severely. His wife persuaded him to the contrary: he remained – |- was gratified and

(For the Parlerre). cheered by it--and returned home full of his plans for the next summer. When he entered his lodgings he found all in

CHAP. II. confusion. During his absence she, having Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy ; previously dressed herself all in white, This wide and universal theatre had killed herself—she had pointed a

Presents more woful pageants than the dagger to her heart, and with a resolved

Wherein we play. As You Like It. spirit struck a sure blow, and expired instantly. The maid-servant, who heard The gentleman who had been listening her mistress fall, finding both doors which to the enamoured Teodosia's story, kept led to her chamber fastened, called for silence for so long a time after she had the landlord. On forcing an entrance concluded it, that she thought he had they found her dead. The unfortunate fallen asleep in the midst of it; and to husband arrived at this moment. The know if her suspicion was right, she said, following letter, written with a firm hand “ Are you asleep, sir ? Indeed it were upon a sheet of common paper, lay upon not amiss that you should be so; for the the table:

sufferer who relates his woes to one who “ More unhappy than thou hast been, does not feel them, may well incline thou canst not be, my most beloved ; him rather to slumber than to sorrow.” happier thou mayst become with real “ I am not asleep,” answered the genmisfortune. There is often a wonderful tleman; “on the contrary, I am so much blessing in misfortune. -you will surely awake, and so much alive to your misforfind it so. We suffered together one tune, that I know not whether I may not sorrow: thou knowest how I suffered in say that it grieves my heart as much as it silence: no reproach ever came from you does your own; so that I am ready not -much, much hast thou loved me. It only to counsel, but also to assist you will be better for thee- much better. to the utmost of my power, since, although Why? I feel, but have not words to ex- the terms in which you have told me your press what I feel. We shall meet here- story, by displaying the fine understandafter, free and unfettered. But thou wil ing with which you are endowed, have live out thy time upon earth. Fulfil shewn that you must have been led away then thy destiny, and act with energy; as much by your own inclination as by Salute all whom I loved, and who loved the persuasions of Marco Antonio, yet I me in return. Till, in all eternity we am willing to admit, as an excuse for your meet, thy

CHARLOTTE. error, your immature years, too few to “ P.S. Do not betray weakness—be have been aware of the numerous wiles firm, strong, and resolute.”

Compose yourself, lady, and These are the brief particulars of per- sleep (if you can) the small portion of haps the most extraordinary suicide in the night which can now be remaining; the world's records. This heroic woman and when the morning comes, we will

of men.

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