Tol. Tin. So. 1. —Whole No. SOu. THEN AND NOW. I know not if the days gone by Have been more purely spent, :-, Yet this, I know, they seemed more bright, More pleasant as they went; ‘ And hope was tinged with such fair hue, That future hours seemed fraught With beauty, and with happiness Those hours have never brought. I know not if the smiling skies’ Were then more dear to me, And yet they do not seem so fair ■As once tndy seemed to be. : The sunlight sparkles on the stream, As when I was a child, Yet cannot now beguile my thoughts As they were than, beguiled. . .. How far it Seemed—that narrow bound Where earth and heaven meet I Ah I childhood’s fancies are too fair For anything S 6 fleet. And thoughts crowd up, as years come on. And earth seems all too cold For those warm yearnings that arise Within the feeling soul. The skies seem bending all around To close our sorrows in: The eye of faith can hardly pierce Above the world’s rude din : - And silent moments that recall l’he thoughts of earlier days, Are green oases ’mid the waste Of all'Our worldly ways. THE LIBERTIES OF GENEVA. SEVENTH PAPER.—DEATH OF LEVRIER. “I may be deceived," says D’Aubigne, "but it appears to me that the narrative of the strug gles of the first huguenots might be entitled: History of the founder* of modem liberty. My' consolation •when I find myself called upon to describe events hitherto unknown, relating to persons unnoticed until this hour and taking plaoe in a little oity or obscure castle, is that these facts have, in my opinion, a European, a universal interest and belong to the fundamental principles of existing civilization. Berthelier, Levrier, [Huguesj and others’have hitherto been only Genevese heroes; they are worthy of being placed on a loftier pedestal- and of being hailed by society as heroes of the human race.” One of these heroes, whom we gladly do out part 1 to canonize, has already been disposed of— Berthelier. His martyr-death at the hands of the bastard bishop, our readers doubtless remem ber and admire; The duke of Savoy residing in Geneva, with his wife and new-born son, as if he had no other capital, plotting—for ho dare not proceed too violently on account of the Swiss—the overthrow,of the liberties of Geneva, finds the upright and immovable judge, Levrier, so great an obstacle to his plans, that he deter mines on his downfall. First, however, he tried the effect of friendly advances. Levrier replied respectfully. But when Charley was encouraged to insinuate: “You know that I am sovereign lord of Geneva, and that you are my subject;” he found that he had made no impression on the sturdy jurist. “No, my lord,” he quickly re plied, “ I am not your subject; and you are not sovereign of Geneva.” Henceforth Levrier was in the eyes of the duke as Mordecai to Haman. His death was inexorably determined. His friends saw it and earnestly admonished him to fly. He persistently refused, resolved to stand by the liberties of Geneva to the last and die in their defence. He was seized by the duke’s emmissaries returning from service the evening before Easter Sunday, March 12th, 1524, and carried to the Castle of Bonne within the terri tory of Savoy. Here, in complete isolation from Geneva and from mankind, in the very place in which he had rejected the duke’s preposterous claims, it was determined that he should pay the penalty of his republican bluntness. Great was the agitation and consternation of the people at this kidnapping of the hero of Genevan independence. A deputation was sent by the council to the duke to intercede for the noble captive. We will let D’Aubigne tell’the rest of the story in his own thrilling words. THE ALTERNATIVE REJEOTED.-THE EXECUTION. Charles was not a hero; the emotion of the people disturbed him, the energy of the patriots starteld him. He determined to make an advan tageous use of his perfidy by proposing an ex change: he would spare Levrier’s blood, but Geneva must yield up her liberties. ‘Go,’he said to Maurienne, ‘and tell the syndics and councillors of Geneva that, full of clemency to wards them, I ask for one thing only: let them acknowledge themselves my subjects, and I will give up Levrier,' The Savoyard bishop carried this answer to tho syndics, the syndics laid it before tho council, and Charles calmly awaited tho result of his Machiavellian plot. The deliberations were opened in the council of Geneva. When there are two dangers, it is generally the nearest that affects us most: every day hoB Its work, and the work of the day was to save Levrier. The ducal courtiers flattered themselves with this well-laid plot. But the citizens, in this supreme hoUr, saw nothing but ther country. They loved Charles’s victim, hut they loved liberty more; they would have given their lives for Levrier, but they could‘not give Geneva. , ‘ What! acknowledge ourselves the the duko’s subjects!’ they exclaimed; ‘if we dp so, the duke will destroy our liberties for ever. Levrier himself would reject the proposal with horror.’—‘To save the life of a man,’ they said: one to another in the council, ‘we cannot sacri fice the rights of a people.’ They remembered how Curtius, to save his country, had leaped Into the gulf; low Berthelier, to maintain the rights of Geneva, had given his life on the hanks of the Rhone; and one' of the citizens, quoting the words of Scripture, exclaimed in Latin: 1 Expedit ut units rnoriatnr homo pro po~ pula, et non tola gens pereat ‘ The duke calls for blood,’ they added: ‘let him* have it; but that blood will cry out for vengeance before God, and Chavles will pay for his crime.’ The coun cil resolved to- represent to the duke, that by laying hands on Levrier he robbed the citizens of their franchises and the prince of his attri butes. Maurienne carried this answer to his Highness, who persisted in his cruel decision: ‘ I must have the liberties of Geneva or Levrier’s life.’ On Sabbath morning, the 11th of March, three men were in consultation at the castle of Bonne, and preparing to despatch Levrier. They were Bellegarde, sufficiently recovered from his fall to discharge his :