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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-'
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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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to slate can sustain.
my brothers and sisters as much
n and injury as I could well bring
o my wifefa broken heart, a life of
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id bequeath to each of my children
,norance, a low character, and the
lee that their father was a drunkard.
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tilling cologne bottles with gin and
lath, was lately observed, while tra-
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labelled Eau de Cologne." Hap'
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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.
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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
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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.
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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.