H 0'1 , 711 'TEEd UOVTISS'O4.a VEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1846 [From the Cincinnati Commercial.] E. Pluribus rlllllll. ' I=l n•any and bright are the stars that appear In the flag, by our country unfurrd; ArLi the tripes that are swelling in majesty there, r tinbows adorning the world; itgnt ie unsullied, as those in the sky by a deed that our fathers have done, they •re leagued in as true and as holy a tie, In that motto of—" NA? 13 OYS•" F:olthe hour when those patriots fearlessly flung Their l antler of star-light abroad,' Ever true to themselves, to that motto they clung, 1a clung to the promise of God. 5r the bayonet trac'd, at the Midnight of war, - In the fields where our glory was won : 0.! perish the heart or the hand that would mar That motto of—•" MAST IN ONE." Mid the smoke of the conflict—the cannone deep roar— Flow oft it hath gathered renown, ...Ile those stars were reflected in rivers of gore, here the cross and the lion went down ! tho' few were thir lights, in the gloom of that hour, Vet the hearts that were striking below, II God for their bulwark, and truth for their power, And they storri not to number thefoe. .1,1 where our green mountain tops blend with the sky' ‘ol the giant SL Lawrence is rear& the n ayes where balmy Hespeaides L:ke the dream of some profit of old, (es conquered! and, (lying, bequeathed to our care, N , t thig houndle:s3 dominion alone, Mat basher, whose loveliness hallows the air, tin! thetr motto of—" NAST is osx:' r are many in one, while there glitters a star, I: the 'lee of the heavens above, shad quail 'mid their dungeons afar, iCacn tlr-y gaze on that motto of love. ciean o'er the 14,..2 'mid the bolt of the storm, - trome,t. and battle, and wreck; 7..rimivbrre our guns with their thunder grow warm, • Sirct the blood on the slippery deck. re—.'d of the earth to that standard shall fly .hellt•c spread, • c,:ie .114'.1 fee , his own native sky . ;..te r'• .. 1 :a l; float over hig head. 1,o; cur., ii.erew , e till the fulness of time, h.r.r , run shalt have welcomed their mission sublime. ;LI the nations ofes: th shall be one. uc grid Vleahenry m,v tower to heaven, rd the tatter of waters divine, cols of ocr destiny cannot be ri \'• 1,1:e the truth of those words shat atm, oh ! let them glow on each her Tbo our blood like our rivers ghoul hilde u we may in our own native land, To ihe reit of the world wa OWL. 'nen up with our flag! let it strewn on the sir! Tho' our fathers are cold in their graves, lry hid hands that could strike, they had smlstbat could Ind their sons were not born to be slows, up' with that BANNER, where'er it may call, itur mains shall rally around, ltd s.nation of FILEEMLN that moment shall fall It'bCri as stars shall be trailed on the ground. The Rose. saw a rose in perfect beauty ; it rested gen ' v upon its stalk, and its perfume filled the air. 'dine stopped to gaze upon it and taste its fra ;•ilee. and its owner hung over it with delight. I ? . .ia.ed it again, and behold it was gone—its • ,t had withered—the enclosure which cur it was broken. Tho spoiler had been he i , aw that many admired it, and knew dear to the hand that planted it, wid be-' • ! , 5 is he had no other to love. Yet he snatch . 4 Gm n The hand that cherished it; he wore rt: has bosom till it hung its head and faded. : s hen he saw that his glary had departed, ' Ei , g it rudely away. Mat it left a thorn in biemm. and vainly - did he seek to extract it pierces the spoiler even in the hour of And when I saw that no man whohad the beauty of the rose gathered again its • - aitered leaves or bound up the stalk which the yr viio,ence had broken. I looked earn -3t the spot where itgrew ; and my soul 'h-o'w'ed instruction. isild'l said—let her who of beauty and admiration, sitting like a Atli of flowers in majesty among the daugh .l of women, watch lest vanity enter her ` S ri , heguiling her to rest proudly upon slip "'a places, and be not high minded, but fear. 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[From the London World of Fashion.] TILE SORCERER; • I generally spend every Saturday evening with the Prince of Montfort,the only real French house in Florence, and the only true Parisian drawing room in all Italy. One evening, after having chatted for con siderable time on the private life of the Emper or Napoleon, his habits, manners, and super stitions, I asked the Prince if he believed in the report generally circulated, of his fiyolite sorcerer, the " Litle Red Man." " I have often heard my brother speak of this -singular apparition," said be, •• but have never seen this strange personage myself; but they say he was three times in communication with the Emperor. the first time at Eamanhour in Egypt; the second at the Tuilleries, when the unfortunate campaign into Russia was decided upon, and the third and the last time on the night preceding the battle of Waterloo." " But here," continued the Prince, smiling, "is a lady who knows many wonderful things on this subject, that have been recounted to her by her old friend Zaionezek. All eves were turned towards the Princess Galitzin. The Princess, who was of Polish birth, and consequently a country-woman of the famous General whom the Prince had just named, is one of the most elegant, amiable, and intellectual women I have ever met with; in her society hours flew like minutes, and morn ing would surprise us before we thought it was midnight, so inimitable were her coot powers. Fain would I relate to you in her own words and manner the following recital, but that I find impossible; so my readers must be content with my dull prose, in contradis tinction to her glowing and poetic language, which imparted an interest to her discourse, which I cannot hope to impart. Bonaparte landed in , Egypt on the night of the 2d July, ails'. having taken Malta. with as little difficulty as a small paltry town would require, and passed, as if miraculously, through the very centre of the English fleet. The next morning the city of Alexant'ria was added to his victories, and the new Cesar breakfasted at the foot of Poinpey's pillar. The General-in-c 4 hief entered the city by a narrow street. accompanied only by a few fol lowers and live or six guides. Two persons rould wi:ti difficulty walk abrest Lbw' this con- fined street. Bourienne marched side by side lt nil bun, when on a sudden the report of a a u j i was heard, and the guide who walked be lure Napoleon. fell. Bonaparte remained six days at Alexandria; Lae six days were sufficient for him to organ ize the city and the entire provice ; the seventh le march towardi Cairo, taking the same route s inch Desaix had preceded him by, leaving the wounded Kleber in command of the captured city. On the eighth, Bonaparte arrived at Bandon ..., our, and established his head-quarters at' the ... residence of the Cheik. He had scarcely in stalled himself in this house, which was large and detached, and before the door of which arose a luxuriant sycamore, until he order ed Zaionezek to take a hundred chasseurs, and to reconnoitre the country towards Rha tuanich. Although Zaionezek's fame is well known, our readers, will excuse us saving a few words on the previous life of this General, whose fortune was one of the most brilliant of the period. Zaionezek was born on the let of November, UM, consequently, at the period of which we now speak, which was the fourth year of the French Republic, he was about forty-five years of age. The first years of his-life were spent in the midst of wars fur the independence of Poland, where he had fought under the com mand, and side by side withliosciuski. After dm confederation of Targowitza, to which the King Stamslaus had the weakness to append his signature. Zaionezek bade adieu to the Po lish army, and retired to another country with Kosciuski and Joseph Pontatowski ; but in the year,l794, an insurrection baring broken out in Poland, the proscribed repaired there, more powerful hy their very pr.scriptiim. Then commenced this new straggle. as glorious, as bloody, and as fatal to the Polish nation, as Was that of 1791. and as was doomed to be that of 1830. The 4th of November, Warsaw was taken by Suwarrow, many distinguished generals were found amongst the slain, and Zaionezek was carried, dangerously - wounded from the battle field. and had to expiate for two years in the fortress of Josepstad, the part he had taken in the insurrection of his country, until he was released by the death of the Em press Catharine. Zaionezek proscribed from Poland went to France, that eternal refuge (or the unfortunate, and which has alike. from time to time, given an asylum In kings as well as subjects. There he became attached to the Republican Army.— Sent into Italy with the rank of General of Brigade, he made in 1797, with Joubert, this campaign of Tyrol. When the enterprise to Egypt wes deter mined upon, he proceeeded thither as General of Brigade. Such had been the previous life of this Po lish patriot, glorious though persecuted. His bad luck had become proverbial, as it was enough for Zaionezek to appear in the field to he wounded, and he could count the battles lie was engaged in by his scars. But to return. Zaionezek plai•ed himself at the head of his hundred chasseure. and advan ced towards the road to Rhamanick. Scarce ly had lie advanced a league, when he perceiv ed a body of nearly five hundred Mantelukes: 'Zaionezek charged them, and they instantly dispersed. Zaionezek followed them in an instant. but as well might you think of pursuing a whirl wind of sand. or hope to catch a cloud ; the Arabs disappeared in the desert, their eternal and successful hiding-place... Zalogezek ad vanced another league, but not encountering a single straggler, he returned to Damanhour. PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY, AT TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., BY E. 0 OR S TUE LUCKY TALISMAN. A SKETCH TOMNIIPD ON TACT " REGARDLESS OF DENUNCIATION FROM ANY QUARTER." On arriving at the house of the Chick, where he had left his General-in-chief, be was about entenng, when be was prevented by Croisier, the aid-de-camp, and General Desaix. Bonaparte, they said, was closeted with the Little Red Man. Zaionezek asked ivbo was the Little Red Man, but could gain no information on the mat ter as Bonaparte merely said, I expect the Little Red Man : when he comes, conduct him to my presence•" After an interval of about half an hour, a Turk appeared, his height was scarce five feet, and his beard and eyebrows were fiery red. Several general officers joined the group. all anxious to have a sight of this strange being, who appeared to possess such influence over the mind of Napoleon. Their curiosity was now raised to the high est pitch, and as they were well aware of Bona parte's belief in fatalism, they commenced re tailing the prophecies which had been made in his infancy, and which told of such unexam pled good fortune. Of these prophecies Na poleon was wont to speak, as well as of the star that presided over his destiny. Thus the young officers, some of whom ar rived at the age of twenty, and five and twenty to the rank of Colonels and Generals of Bri gade, under a General-in-chief of twenty-eight, and who consequently had ambitious dreams of future fortune, resolved amongst themselves nut to let the Little Red Man pass without in terrogating him, curious to learn if they were to accompany in his luminous revolutions, the brilliant planet of whom they were the satel lites. As they understood the little Red Man was a sorcerer, they formed a large circle at the door let he might escape them, a thing which after the precaution taken by the best generals of the age, could not easily occur unless he could wing his flight to the skies, or bury him self in the earth beneath, their feet. "-At length the Little Red Man was seen, and his appearance and costume fully justified the name given to him. He did not seem at all surprised to see the precautions taken to en trap him, nor desirous of escaping their scruti ny, but stopped willingly on the threshold of the house: " Citizens," said he, adopting the language used at the period, " you await me in order that I may reveal to you the future destinies of France, as well as our own. That of France I have just told your General ; let three of you advance. and I shall inform you of yours." Croister, Desaix, and Zaionezek rushed for ward ; the others remained in their places. There is a precept of your religion," said the sorcerer. which says the first should be the last, permit me to reverse the precept and say the last should be the first." And he ad vaneed towards Croisier, who was. aide-de camp to the general: Croisier extended his hand. The Little Red Man examined it, and shook his head. •• They call you brave," he said, and it is true. Notwithstanding a day shall come, an hoar, a moment when your. courage will abandon you. and you will pay for that moment with your life." Croisier stepped back, a smile of disdain was upon his lips. The Little Red Man advanced towards De ; the young general, without waiting to be asked, held out his hand for inspection. I bow to you." said the Sorcerer. " as the vanquisher of Kohl, who in fifteen days shall attach another victory to his name ; three days shall make thee immortal ; but beware the month of June, and fear and avoid the Curate of Marengo." " You are too obscure, my friend," said De saix laughing: in. what time do you think your predictions will . be realized ?" •• Two years," replied the prophet. Well, that is not too long." said Desaix, " and one can contrive to wait." The Little Red Man then advaticed towards Zaionezek, who tendered him his hand in his turn. Here," said he, •' is a hand that I love to look upon—one of those horoscopes that %is a pleasure to read ; a glorious future sweetened by a brilliant past." • " The devil," said '/.aionezek, 6` here is a debut that promis , -s something." '• And which will keep its promises," said the Sorcerer. Yes, if some ball or bullet does net prevent it," repliod Zaionezek. '• Already," said the prophet, you hate suf fered considerably ; and if I count right, you have, ere this, received seven wounds." • " By my faith, that is my number," said Zaionezek. " And notwithstanding that you have been unfortunate hitherto, have still thirty years to live, twenty fields of battle to walk over:a vice royalty to obtain; yes, all that as you have said may be destroyed by a chance shot. or a random bullet. Yes. you are right; yes, I see the danger—it exists, it threatens, but listen—yours is one of the destinies that not alone, concerns Yourself anti family. but- a whole people. Have you confidence. Zaio nezek ?" " In what ?" demanded the General. "In what I-tell you," said the prophet. The Pole smiled. " As to the past, you have told the truth, but as iny past life has belonged to Europe, it is not difficult to learn. Notwithstanding. if 'tie necessary to have faith, then, I believe," " Believe, Zaionezek, as he believes," and the prophet extended his hand towards the house which Bonaparte inhabited. " Well, then. what must I believe r' '•• You must implicitly believe my words.ns I tell you a day will come. an hour. a moment. which shall menace your glorious life; this moment passed, you will have nothing to fear. but this momentous minute I cannot tell you when it shall arrive." •• Then." said Zaionezek, .• what advice can you bestow upon me, which may be a succor to me." And if followed," interrupted the prophet,. ivill preserve you from the impending evil." How is that ?" demanded Zaionczek. •• You shall see." Here the Little Red Man made a sign to a drummer to bring his instrument and rest it on the ground before him—he then placed himself on his knees beside it, drew from his belt an inkstand. pen, and a sheet of parchment, upon which he commenced Writing in an unknown language, several words with red ink." " There," said the prophet, rising and ex tending. to Zaionezek the precious parchment, " there is the talisman which I have promised you—take it, carry it always about you—let nothing induce you to part with it even for a moment, and you have nothing to fear, neither balls nor bullets." The group by whom they were surrounded commenced laughing, and Zaionezek amongsi the rest. "Do you not wish for it ?" said the Little Red Man, with a hoarse voice and contracted brows. "Oh ! give it, give it," said Zaionezek, re pressing his risibility ; " and you say, my dear Prophet, that I must never quit this little parch ment." Not for an instant." " Neither night nor day." " Neither night nor day." repeated the Sor cerer. u And if by chance I should forget it." " Then it will become powerless against the danger it is charged to protect you from." Thanks," said Zaionezek, turning and re turning the talisman between his hands. "And what am 1 to offer you forthis ?" " Believe," said the Little Red Man, " and I shall be recompensed." - The Prophet then ms,de a sign with his hand for a passage to be opened lot him to pass through ; the bystanders instantly sepa rated with a feeling of superstitious terror they could not conquer, and followed wiih their eyes this strange man, until' he disappeared from their view. Of the many that had seen him that day, not one amongst them ever saw him again except Bonaparte. And now for the truth of•hts pre dictions. The next day, as Bonaparte was writing to Bourrienne some orders, which Croisier was waiting to carry, the General-in-Chief perceived from the open windows, a small troop of Arabs, who audaciously came to reconnoitre head quarters. This was the second time that the Alamelukes had dared such a step, and Bona parte became annoyed. Croisier," said he. without interrupting himself in what he was doing, take a few guides, and give chase to these intruders for me. Crotsier. without a moment's delay, took fifteen guides, and darted off in pursuit of the Arabs MI Upon hearing„ the sound of the departing horses, Bonaparte started up, and went to the window, for the purpose of Inspecting Croisier's movements. Let us see," said he, to Bourrienne, "how these famous Mamelukes fight that the English Journalists affirm are the finest cavalry in the world ; they are fifty, and I am not sorry.that in eight of the army, my brave Croisier will give them chase with fifteen guides." And he enthusiastically exclaimed, as if Croisier was within hearing, "On Croisier—forward— forward." The young aid-de-camp advanced at the head of his fifteen followers, but whether through ignorance of Arabian tactics, or that their superiority of numbers intimidated his little troop, Croisier and his men charded slow ly, and did not prevent the Arabs making way before them; Fearing, no doubt, that the ene my would fire upon them from an ambuscade, Croisier, instead of pursuing them as a con queror, stopped even in the place from whence he had put them to flight; this hesitation re stored the courage of the Matnelukes who charged in their turn, and in their turn the guides gave way. Bonaparte became pale as death—his lips became blenched and quivered with excitement. He kid, as if by a mechanical movement, his fingers upon the handle of his sword, and as if he were within hearing, he loudly and bitterly exclaimed— ••Forward—charge briskly—what fear ye ?" And with a movement of uncontrolled rage he closed the windows. Au instant after Croisier .entered, he came to announce to Bonaparte that the Arabs had disappeared ; he found the General-in-Chief alone. Scarcely had the door closed on Croisier, when the loud and angry voice of Bonaparte was heard. What passed in the interview is unknown, but it was observed that the young officer came out, with tears in his eyes and muttering: ••Well. my courage is doubted, my life shall be the consequence." During ten months at Rabris, at the Pyra mids, and at Jaffa, Croisier did his utmost - to keep his word. This brave young man, on all occasions, threw himself like a madman into the midst of dangers, but the dangers gave place to him ; he courted death, but death would not yield to his desires. At last They arrived before St. Jean D'Acre. 'lime assaults had taken place. Croisier, who accompanied the General in the trenches, ex posed himself as the lowest soldier, and so ex traordinary were his escapes, that it was said he made a compact with the balls and bullets, for the more desperate he appeared to be, the more invulnerable he was. Upon each oceasion Bonaparte quarrelled with him upon his culpable temerity, and threa tened to send him hack to France. At length came the assault of the IQth of May. At five in the morning the Liencral be took himself to the trenches, accompanied by Croisier. Thatwato decisive assault ; in the evening the city should be taken, or the next morning the seige would be raised. This was Croisier's last opportunity of wooing death, and he re solved not to let it pass. Without the slightest necessity, he mounted upon a battery, and there exposed himself. without the slightest protection, to the fire of the enemy. & H. P. GOODRICH. Thus Croisier, scarce twenty-four paces from the walls, became a target for all the balls. Bonaparte saw all, from the fatal day when he had allowed his anger to fall on his valiant aid-de-camp: he saw that he was heart•stricken, and wished for death. His despair had more than once profoundly touched the heart of Bo naparte, and he often' by words of praise and kindness, to make him forget the accents of blame which had made so indelible an impres sion on his mind, but in vain ; a bitter and withering smile was the only reply he ob tained. u4Bonaparte, perceiving hie perilous position, cried out to him : ••IWhat do you there ? Descend, Croisier, 1 command you: Croisier, that is not your place." At these wordr, seeing that the infatuated yount man stirred not, he advanced to make him descend by force. But at the moment when he extended his hand toward Croisier, the young man staggered and fell back, ex claiming,'• Welcome at last." Upon examination, it was fottnd that his leg was broken. Bonaparte sent him his own private surgeon, who did not consider amputation necessary, and hoped not only to save the life, but the limb of the young soldier. %V hen the siege was raised, Bonaparte gave the strictest orders that nothing should be want ing for the wounded Croisier ; they placed him upon a stretcher, and sixteen men, relieving each other by eight at a time, carried him al ternately. But between Gazah and Arych, Croisier died of lock jaw. Thus was accomplished the first prediction of the Little'Red Man. [CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.] COMMIT THY WAYS TO GOD.—Reflection will teach a man that heshould trust himself to the guidance of some supreme being ; and reason unites with revelation to tell us to com mit our ways to the Lord. Human life is such a journey that man needs a guide and provide . It is not in man that walketh to direct his steps. Men are entirely ignorant of the future; hence since we know not what our circum stances will be, ourselves cannot form the plans which shall be best to be adopted. Every man may say in verity, thus far in life bath the Lord helped me. Our own present condition and that of all others, opens entirely a way that was unknown to ourselves. The great and blessed God has been our conductor, though unseen, ana it may be unacknowledged.— Ought we then to acknowledge him and com ;nit our ways to him ? Time is an: ocean, and each person's life a voyage. Its tossings and heavings, its tem pests and innumerable perils, should plainly tell to each voyager that himself cannot steer his frail tempest tost bark. He needs a pilot, if he would not dash amid rocks and quick :sands. If he would make the port in safety, he needs a helmsman other than himself. Let him commit his ways to cod. The world is a wilderness--a dark and thor ny desert. Shall the traveler attempt to tread its wilds alone? Let bim remember, tt is not in man that directs his steps. He has not been that way before, and does he not need a guide Fellow-traveler, the only proper guide is God; to him let us commit our ways. 'Tie rational and safe. Voyager. traveler, by prayer commit thy wave to God. Venture not alone upon such an ocean. through such a wilderness. Thou canst not guide thy own bark—thou canet not direct thy own. steps ; every morning and eve ning ask wisdom of God. Tempt not the journey, the vbyage alone. A MONEY DIOOER.—An inquisitive Yankee, seeing a laborer employed in digging on a re tired spot, inquired what he was digging for. I am digging for money !" was the reply. The fact of course was duly and promptly he4alded to the curious in such matters, and the money digger was visited by three or four credulous fellows, when the following dialogue ensued : Visitors—We are told that you are digging for money I Laborer—Well I ain't digging for any thing else. and if you are wise you had better take hold also. Viaitora—liave you had any luck? Laborer—First rate luck No sooner said than done : the four fellows. thanking the generous delver for giving them an invitation to ahare in his golden prospects, eff coats and went to work in gond earnest, throwing out many loads of earth, till at length getting very tired, the following colloquy took place. Visitors—When did you get any money last ? Laborer—Saturday night. Visitors—How much Laborer—Four dollars and a half. Visitors—That's tather small business Laborer—lea Kelly well; six shillings a day is the regular price for digging cellars, all over town :" The visiting loafers dropped spades and vanished, quite put ont with the man who dug money at the rate of six shillings a day ! SWEARING—We have'often spoken a word against this sin. But can we say too much when our ears are daily saluted with profane t•aths and vulgar words ? Who can pass our streets and not hear language that makes the virtuous blush? Our youth and children are growing tip exceedingly depraved. What must be done? Grown up men must be on their guard, and not set a pernicious example before children. flow many you hear talking aloud in the streets, who have not pride enough and principle enough about them to keep from words of profanity. Men must first reform, before we can hope to do much with the youth. We trust this caution may not be in vain.— When you wouWbe profane, remember who hears you. A child. perhaps', who is forming his character by your own. The last intern= between Josephine and Napalm. - The divorcee; for the sake of the marriage with another, was, however, a fearful subject for Napoleon to break to Josephine. The ru mor of lief approaching degradation had for a long time filled the heart of the Empress with the moat fearful forebodings. Still neither par ty ventured to introduce the topic which now filled the ears and occupied the tongues of all Europe. They dined together one day in the deepest embarrassment, and not one word was spoken by either during the repast. Napo leon exhibited marks of the strongest agitation; a convulsive movement, accompanied with a hectic flush. _ofteii passed over his features. and he seemed afraid to raise his eyes to the Empress except by stealth. Josephine was equally embarrassed and agitated. and bad all day been weeping. The dinner was finally removed untouched, neither having tasted morsel. Josephine has described the scene which ensued. We dined together as usual. I struggled with my tears, which notwithstand every effort, overflowed my eyes. I uttered not a single word during the sorrowful meal, and lie broke silence but once, to ask an at tendant about the weather. My sunshine I saw had passed away ; the storm burst quickly. Directly after coffee. Bonaparte dismissed every one, and 1 remained alone with him. I I watched in the charming expression of his countenance, that struggle which was in his soul. At length his features settled into stern resolve. I saw that my hour was come. His whole frame trembled ; he approached and I felt a shuddering horror came over me. He Cook my hand, placed it upon his heart, gazed on me for a moment, then pronounced these fearful words : •• Josephine ! my excellent Jo sephine ! thou knowest if I have loved thee! 'l'o thee, to thee alone do I owe the only mo ments of happiness I. have 'enjoyed in this world. Josephine! my destiny overmasters my will. My dearest affections must be silent before the interest of France." '• Say no more." I still had strength sufficient . to reply, • L was prepared for this, but the blow is not less mortal." More I could not utter. 1 can not tell what passed within me. I believe my screams were loud. I thought reason had fled. I became unconscious of everything, and on returning to my senses, found I had been car ried to my chamber. On recovering. I per., ceived that Corvisart was in attendanceoind my poor daughter weeping over me. No! no! I cannot describe the horror of my situation, during that night. Even the interest which she affected to take in my sufferings, seemed to me additional cruelty. 0, my God! how justly had I reason to dread becoming an. Em press!" The fatal day of separation at length arrived. After the painful scene was over, Josephine in silence and sorrow retired to her chamber.— The usual hour of Napoleon's retiring came.— He had just placed himself in bed, silent and melancholy, while his favorite attendant wait ing only to receive orders, when soddenly the private door opened, and the Empress appear ed, her hair to disorder, and her face swollen with weeping. Advancing with a tottering step, she stood as if irresolute about a pace from the the bed, clasped her hands and burst into an agony of tears." Delicacy—a feeling as if she had no right to be there—seemed at first to have arrested her progress; but forgetting eve rything in the fullness of her grief, she threw herself on the bed, clasped her husband's neck, and sobbed as if her heart was breaking. Na poleon also wept while he endeavored to con sole her, and they ,remained for some time locked in each other's arms, silently mingling their tears together. After an interview of abuut an hour, Josephine parted forever from the man whom she had so long and so tender ly loved. On seeing the Empress retire, the attendant entered to remove the lights, and found the chamber as silent as death, and Na poleon so sunk among the bed clothes as to be invisible. Tho next morning at 11, Josephine left the Tuilleries forever. GOOD ADVICE TO YOONO WOMEN.--Ttait not to uncertain riches, but prepare yourself for every emergency in life. Learn to work; and not be dependent on servants to make your bread; sweep your floors, and darn your own stockings. Above all, do not esteem too light ly those honorable young men who sustain themselves and their aged parents with the work of their own hands, while you care and receive into your company those lazy, idle. po pinjays, who never lift a finger to help them selves, as long as they can keep body and soul together and get sufficient to live in fashion. If you are wise you will look at this subject in the light we do ; and when you are old enough to become wives, you will prefer the honest mechanic, with not a cent to commence life, to the fashionable loafer, with a capital of ten thousand dollars. When we bear /marked. Such a young lady. has married a fortune," we always ,tremble for her future prosperity. Riches left to children often turn out a curse instead of a blessing. Young women remem ber this, and instead of sounding the purses of your lovers and examining .the cut of their coats, look into their habits and hearts. Mark if they have trades, and can depend upon them selves—see that They have minds which will lead them to look above a butterfly existence.. Talk not of the beautiful white skin and the soft delicate hand, the splendid form, and the tine appearance of the young gentleman. Let not these foolish considerations engross your. It pays well. thoughts TIIE TELEnnann.—Some wag relates the following veritable story : " Misther ! misther ! what have you done?" said a little shaver, with protruding eyes to a green 'un, who had just finished tying his home to a spruce pole, as he thought, on Merrimac street. •• Done ?" said the fellow, what t ry , . mean r I havn't done within', not's I know on." " Why. yith you have, thir ; you've jeth hitched your both to the magnetic tele graph, and you'll be in Bothton in loth than two winiths, if yoti don't look out!" BENI SIMEMII3I Lao Love and Ambition.
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