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The awful interest created several years ago, in England, France and Belgium, by the trial of the Comte and Comtesee Booarme for •the murder of the Comtesses's ill-starred brother, Gustavo Fougnies, cannot be forgotten. Within the last few weeks, Madame Bocarme has again been brought before the public, by an appeal of Monsieur Bausnies to the Civil Tribune of Tourney, on behalf of this woman's children, who, from the reckless ex travagance of their mother, must, in default of such legal help, eventually be left penniless ‘. 111-gotien, ill spent," says the old proverb, and, according to Monsieur Bauguies's show ing, and some experience which I have to offer of my own, touching Madame Bocarme, the reader may judge how aptly she has illustrated the maxim. Monsieur Baugnies declared that the ,'Com tease had, by her habits of extravagance and luxury, ruined the estate of her husband; and that since the had inherited the property of her murdered brother, putting herself promi nently forward, having carriages and valuable horses, extensive apartments, & e., and dissipa- C ting the money she bad inhrited so rapidly that she had raised by mortgage and otherwise, between October, 1851, and 1852, 84,000 francs on the property which came to her by her brother's death. With a view to preserve her children from ruin, Monsieur Baugnies had de termined to apply for a civil interdiction, &e. This suit was now instituted on account of the rumored marriage of the Comtesse with some one bold enough to mate with such a companion. It will be remembered, that by her evidence her husband was guillotined for the murder of his brother•ia-law, of which murder she had been the aider and abettor, and, by her own showing, stimulated. It was during the month of October, 1851, that I happened to be an inhabitant of the" same house at Brussels with Madame Boearme, and, although such propinquity was not of my own choosing, I could not help taking a certain interest in observing, as opportunity offered, the Various points in the character of such a person. As notoriety, no matter how glaring, was evidently her passion, I felt no compunc tion in "taking notes," and since it is not im probable that she may again appear as the heroine of a dark romance, I do not hesitate to •'prent them." One morning, then, my landlady professed herself to be semewhat mystified by the visit of afeentne de ehambre, who came to hire the spare apartment of the house for a widow, whose name she hesitated to impart. Next day a hired carriage drove to the door, and there descended from it the "widow," and her female attendant. The "widow's" bonnet was of transparent material, placed far back on the head ; bands of brown hair were widely parted off a bold forehead, and a pair of wild eyes ft fished from under heavy lids ; the nose was nondescript ; the wide nostrils indicated scorn ; the large month was sensual, the chin elevated with an air of vulgar pride, and there was a sneer upolithe lips ; the-ultruat. IN lio.t ace —and the arms were scarcely covered by the loose ruffled sleeves. In a word, the Chief characteristic of this woman's abord was auda city. She swept into the passage, scanned its lofty altitude with affected disdain, and moun ted the stairs in silence. The door of the sit , ting-room at her disposal was thrown open. The apartments were mere luxuriously, and even more comfortably furnished than those in Brussels lodging-houses generally are—but the " draperies did not please her ;" " the sofa was not so soft as she deeired•," "the street, though comme it fact, was mate;" in short, "all was very inferior to what she had been accustomed to in her chateau--" and "who were the ether inhabitants of the house ?" "An English officer and his wife," was the landlady's reply. Madame Became turned down her lip. She descended below; observed that she must send to her chateau for her bane,* de mi. eine; owned to a fancy for taking her lunch and breakfast in her kitchen—bat as this is a Bel gian fashion, it went for nothing—and pro posed adding sundry elegancies to the apart ments. She perambulated the whole house, and would have taken her choice of 'rooms, without reference to our convenience, had she been permitted ; and I confess that when, sub sequently, we learned who had stalked through our dwelling,l felt very much as if a dark an gel had swooped down and overshadowed the place with its presence. In a week her bargain was concluded, and her trunks arrived with no name on the ad dress. "Liege " and " Cologne' indicated their route. Soon after came an avocat, inquiring for Ma dame Visart. " Madame Bocarme, you mean, I suppose," said the Belgian lady, with a mischievous smile, for she had discovered the awe of her new lodger. The trial of the Countess and her husband, filling a thick volume, is one of the most ex traordinary in the annals of the Clauses Grelebres. It took place at Mons, in Belgium, in 1851, and thousands assembled to judge of the ,‘ judicial drama." For a drama, a tragic one it was. There was a dead silence in the court on the opening of the first scene, 103 the president desired that "Lydia Faugnies "* should come forward. " Lydie" appeared alone and unsupported in the doorway ; her step was assured, her toilette carefully arranged—black satin (Maria Manning's favorite material) forming her robe —and on her head rested a small black crape bonnet, adorned with a wreath of white roses; her face was veiled. Then was summoned Hippolite Visart de Bocarme. Husband and wife were desired to seat themselves—a gendarme placed himself, between them. • Nothing but the lowered voice and fidgety movement of the well gloved hands with the folds of her embroidered handkerchief betrayed emotion on the part of the Comtesse. The Compte seemed stupified. The charge against .themwas read; the names of the hundred and one witnesses! were next proclaimed. The examination of Lydie opened the trial. One or two interrogatories between the pre sident and the prisoner will aford a specimen of the manner in which she was permitted to prejudice the court against her unfortunate husband! Question.—" What have been Visart de Bo carme's occupations since his marriage ?" Answer.—" He has spent eighteen or twenty thousand francs in experiments in agriculture, in been, an d _, The end of the sentence is better omitted. Question.—" He was 'then a roue?" * It is customary in Belgium for the wife to retain her maiden name. 11 A ti. isliStsU tai l PA.., MONDAY, MAY 1.804. Answer.—" Yes ; he has squandered much • money," ei,c. Then came questions about poisonous plants; and the wife told how she had been "made, by dint of blows and threats,", to open a corres pondence with a chemist at Ghent, under' a false name. Next, she dropped insinuations of quarrels between the old Comte Bocarme and his son, of the sorrowful interpositions by the mother, and finally admitted the share she had had—involuntary she protested—in pre paring the nicotine to "settle Gustave," her lame brother. For mouths before the murder were the wretched pair engaged in concocting the fatal draught, taking it in turns to rise at night and visit the cauldron in which the potion Was transmuting from tobacco to nicotine. The woman had to pass her sleeping children on her fiendish errand, which she accomplished with inconceivable coolness and deliberation, watching the temperature of the contents of the brazen vessel by means of a thermometer. Now and then a laugh disturbed the evi dence—laughter elicited by allusion to poi soned cats and ducks on which Comte Bucerme had experimented for the edification of his wife, before "settling Gustave." The unfortunate Gustave's heritage of a few thousand francs had long excited the greedy cupidity of the Bocarmes. The eomtesse had received her fortune under the will of her father, a retired grocer, but, like all unprinci pled and selfish people, the false pride of her husband and herself had led them to expenses beyond their means. The patrimony of this poor cripple being the thing they coveted, husband and wife went hand-in-hand in bringing their dark design to an issue- As the details were unfolded at the trial, it must have become clear to the audi ence, that Madame Bocarme was not a person to be swayed by any will bat her own.. Lady Macbeth might as well attempt to make her audience believe that she was the victim of her husband's ambition, as this mmtesse per suade common sense to accept her excuses on this plan. It was shown that she had entered with zeal into the experiments on poisoned animals ; had listened with horrid interest to the report made by the medical men, whom the °nude had questioned respecting Gustave's health ; and that, ere she received her brother at the table, where he was invited to he poi soned, she bad made the necessary arrange ments for getting her governess and servants out of the house. Then the coachman was sent one way, the children and their nurses another, and the train being made, Madame made her toilette for dinner. Business had been made the excuse for the invitation. The brother and sister had been at issue for months on the subject of Gustave's intended marriage with a Madomiselle Docluele,, for his chance of an early death would avail the Bocarmes nothing if once married ; and, although Madame Bocarme had essayed to de fame Mademoiselle Dudzele, Gustave was re solved to espouse her, and by hie declaration sealed his doom. On the 20th of November the victim came to breakfast, and passed the day at the Chateau Bitremont. Be sat part of the morning with his sister, wandered into the garden, and watched the children at play, and "seemed goy and happy." One of his little nieces wove him a garland of autumnal flowerer—it was found after the murder, "crushed and faded t" And thus the day wore on till dinner time. "Infirm of purpose," the wretched comte had *ivy" - "r - '- - -f.--- -1 --ttl - -ttantlerine about the old chateau, while Madame *Mr ate - Oreg. — zee rose at her usual hour, nine o'clock. After dinner, the three relatives drew round the stove, and "sat chatting amicably toge ther !" When the gloom of an autumn twilight settled on the room, Emerance, the maid, pro posed to bring in the lamp, as usual, but was forbidden. It seems the exact moment for the deed had never been fired on, but the comtesse had set every wheel in motion, and now the sword of fate hung by a slender hair over the victim's head. Gustave rose to go ; the comic went out to order the young man's cabriolet ; the coachman was absent, but, contrary to calculation, soon returned. While the oomte was in the stable, Madame Became gave her brother a document to read, and he hobbled across the room to the stove, having in vain asked for lights. At this moment the eoMte entered. In this part of the evidence the conuessee committed herself by a series of contradictions. The facts at length elicited were, that "as the comte returned from the stables, she went to order lights, and that as she was leaving the room, she heard a fall. and the snapping of a stick—a crutch breaking—and heard Gustave say,-----." Alas ! almost the last word that passed the wretched victim's lips was an oath ! She heard the cry for mercy too—'Pardon, Hippolite, pardon I" But she hurried out of the room as soon as she saw her brother down, with her husband's grasp upon him ! There was one more cry of "Oh ! save me !" It rang through the house in its death agony. The servants rushed from the kichen and upper rooms, and saw their mistress stealing along the passage like an evil spirit. Madame Bo corms tried to evade them, but one of them swore to recognizing "the rustle of the satin robe," and exclaimed, "Ah, there is madame!" By this time the cries in the dining room had become but stifled moans, and, ere long, all was nearly over with Gustave. Justin, one of the servants. rushed up to the nursery, and told her fears to Emerance. "You are young and fearful," said Emerance, and left the room to fetch the children's supper, which Justine had forgotten in her alarm. A frightful vision waylaid Emerance. At the door of his chamber stood the comte, pale as death, with great drops of perspiration and gouts of blood pouring down his face, and a wound upon his brow ; his trembling hanos refused to do their office—he could not open the door—and his knees trembled under him. Emerance passed on, and met her mistress with a bowl of water in her hand. Madame Bocarme ordered the maid back to the nursery, and began speaking to her husband in a low voice. In five minutes Madame Bocarrne fol lowed her servant to the nursery, and sitting calmly down took one of her innocent children in her arms. Her presence of mind never de serted her for a moment. On hearing her hus band's 'agitated voice, she put the child down and hurried to him. How different was it with the miserable comte ! :He had given G.lles, the coachman, the most incoherent orders about the cabriolet, had sluiced the face of the corpse with vinegar, and was now wandering about the hones, cak ing wildly for "Help for Gustave, who was ill ?" Binerance accompanied her master into the dining-room; Madame Bocarme followed.— The latter had the race to shrink, or pretend to shrink back one threshold of the fatal scene. "Heaven !" exclaimed this blasphemer, "what is the matter with my brother ?" The comte was wiping away the vinegar from the dead man's face. The idea of Gustave being in a fit was kept up by the amts. The humane waiting-woman chafed the cold palms —a muscular movement led her to fancy life was returning. " TVS, yes I " criel Comte Boonvine. "go on, Emerance. Bee, he comes to himself." Bo saying, he, as well as-the Comtesse, quitted the room. Emeranee mutt have had good courage.— Left alone with the body, she held the candle over it, and saw the stamp' of death at once npon the distorted features. Comte Bocarme, restless and wavering, returned just as she had finished her examination. "He is quite dead," said Emerance. 4 , What shall we do with the body ?" cried the Comte. They sent for Giles the coachman, who tes tified to having found his master pale and wan, and trembling. He could only stammer out, " Take the corpse to Emerance's room." The guilty pair, leaving the murdered man to the care of the servants, retired to their apartment, and Madame Bocarme, who had never been on happy terms with her husband, now addressed him with the most endearing epithets. " The Comte," said the witness, "was deadly sick during the night, and ,madame had a cup of cocoa made, which she took at midnight !" The bold, bad woman's presence of mind remained unshaken : between her husbend's fits of retching, she sipped her cocoa, and is sued her orders " to have the corpse . waehed with vinegar," and "to put oil it a coarse shirt. Be sure," said she to Emeractce, "not to take a fine one." She burnt some of the victim's clothes, too, and his crutches, saying that she could not bear to see them ; and, so soon as Monsieur Bocarme revived, tot& him into the library, and burnt such letters as she thought might commit them. The hooks of chemistry, too, she destroyed; hid the crucible and remnant of tobacco, and, in the course of the morning, "desired her maid to go and tell those ooquines,• (rogues) Madame and Madentoieelle Dudzele, that Gus tavus was dead 1,.." Sbe pent tried to school the servants as to the- testimony they would be called on to give ; then the doctor was sent for, who at once pro nouneed the case to be that of poison; and no ecooaker were the wretched pair licensed of the murder than the Comptesse turned upon her miserable partner.' Her brother despatched, itfie resolved on acquiring his property by of fering ber evidence and thus condemning her weak minded husband to deaih. The evidence of the trial proved the guilt of both, and the spectators breathlessly awaited the deeision of the 3ury. The scene will never be forgotten by those Who witnessed it. The day bad closed in, the Courtblased with gas, and, ranged along the white end lofty walls were the officers of the Court, the gendarmes and the Judge tolls scar let robe, the most conspicuous figure of all; but the eyes of the eroWd were fixed on the two beings who were to inscribe, in blowfly charac ters, on the list of criminals an ancient name. A bell rang; silence fell upon the court. "Tisart Boca. sae," said the President. ' Hope shone on die Conttesse; many women burst into tears. rougaiss," was the next caned. Not the least emotion war visible en her face. sorhis stoicierti," says the record, "surprised and afflicted the audience." The fetal "yea" of the jury, failed to shake the calm of the coutte's features ; but at the "no," which decided the safety of his wife, an expression of happiness gleamed across them, and he cast a glance of unutterable tenderness towards the author of his rain. Meanwhile she bad sat motionless ; not a gee tore betrayed anxiety. "I &stare," said the president, u that the srmiitted, fit the charge urought against her --LydiaYougnies " —a dead patise—" you May descend." And Madame Bocanne did descend, and left the court attended by the directors, of the pri son. As she passed oat, her husband cant another look of tenderness upon her. "His eye sought hers," but there was no responsive glance; she never even tattled towards him. He 'had been humanely placed so that she should not pass him by. Then he wan condemned to die ! COunt Booarme appealed, but Sing Leopol.l refused to listen. The unhappy man's posi tion was aggravated by suspense, caused by his sovereign's absence from Belgium. His majesty, it will be remembered, was visiting his royal niece during the brilliant and event ful seasun of 1851. It was said that en extreme repugnance to execute a woman, had led to the acquittal of Madame Somme; but her husband, knowing her guilt, clung to the hope of some ameliora tion of his own punishment ; besides he was a noble and strong interest was used in his favor. But whatever may have been pleaded, the king was inflexible ; the fate of the comiesse had been decided by the law, and the decree went forth that the comte west() pay the pen alty for both. King Leopold signed the death warrant, and the Bishop of Cincinnati, an American prelate, who happened to beat Mona when the document arrived, hastened to the prison to receive the 6 6 penitent's confession." Penitent? Alas! the miserable comte had received the fatal news with rage and despair. No reply to his appeal arriving for some time, he bad permitted himself to rest on hope, and and on the eve of the intelligence, passed many hours in calm repose. On the 18i tt of Septem ber, the Proeuretir• du-Rio accompanied the director of the prison of Mona to the eomte's *ell, to announce the terrible order for the morrow. The prisoner must have exhibited some signs of a violent disposition during his incarceration; for, before imparting the tatal news, the director signed to the keeper of the cell to invest him with the straight. waistcoat. The fearful truth struck the wretched man at once. He burst forth with angry remonstran ces and frenzied protestations of innocence, crying aloud with almost incoherent vehemence —"lt was not I l—it was not I. !—what have I done ?—oh; what have I done ? 'No, no, not I !—not Il—but—but—but—it was—it was my wife !" And then he dwelt upon the pardons be stowed upon many criminals more guilty than he. In this hour of agony and dismay, the calm and dignified Abbe Descamp, robed in his ca nonicals, entered the cell. He implored the eomte to submit to the laws of his country with resignaton, and succeeded in leading him to gentler thoughts. The wretched creature complained bitterly, however, of the neglect of his freinds. His mother had even passed through Mons on her way to Milan, without seeing him, while his wife had been living at the Hotel de VAtiele d'Or. and doubtless some busy fiend had told him that on the .ay after her liberation and his condemnation she 'had joined in the excitement of the fete of the pa tron of Mons, St, Wandru. But he had seen her for the last time when she had passed free from the judicial court—free in body, but not in mind 1 Has she yet bent under the heavy load of guilt with which she bad cumhered herself? During that dismal Jay, Comte Bocarme tteciefeesed" several times to the Bishop of Cin cinnati, but still clung to the notion that. the extreme sentence of the law would not he ear ried it. to effect. At times his 'bitter feelings recurred, and despite his respect or apparent respect for the bishop and dean, he would glare PRICE TWO CENTS. upon the priests that visited him, with a scowl of rage and defiance. He must have had some woful secrets to dis close, for, ere he made his confession to the Bishop of Cincinnati, he insisted on the Dean of Mons keeping the gaolers apart lest they should overhear him. At length he was told that the scaffold had been prepared, and he then endeavored to bribe the goalers with a promise of thirty thousand francs, provided they would assist him to es cape. Poor wretch they kneW he could never pay them, but they got their credit for devo tion to their duty. * The weary hours passed on, varied by recri minations, prayers, bribes and tears. The compte scarcely slept, and at dawn of day rose to assist at the mass offered up by the bishop; be partook of the sacrament with the Sisters of Charity who attended the prison and then heard low mass. While this last was going on, a lady entered the porch of the chapel, and the prisoner paused in his devotions to ask if the lady was his wife. Alas, no! Lydie hail no sympathy for her victim, forks° we think he may with some jus tice be called. These religious ceremonies over, the last scene of the dark drama rose. The officerti of the law entered ; the Comte shuddered - and asked for a moment's -leisure. He then ex -pressed hie regret for hie past rehetnence, and submitted quietly to the operation of. the "con demned toilet," frequently imploring his beast ants to see that everything- should be done to prevent unnecessary delay. A throng lined the streets of the old city as the funeral cortege proceeded be the Grande Place, the principal square of all Belgian towns. "But," says the document from which I take this account, " to the credit of the Mon tois be it spoken, three fourths of - the epeeta tors were strangers; and few laborers laid aside the work of the day to gaze- on the- dis gusting, spectacle." The miserable oomte had earnestly thanked all officials, ecolesi4stical, civil and , military, ere quitting the prison forever, for the kind ness be Iv id received during his incarceration ; and thus having, as he hoped, made his peace with tied and man, he embraced the bishop and the dean, mounted the selfibld with a steady step and resolute couatenance r andi, sa i l supported, stood for an instant to take one parting glance upon the world be was .aboat to leave—his eye passing rapidly from thewp turned faced before him to. the glittering 'axe which hung above. They had taken off his tartan dressing-gown, and his bared shoulders bespoke thatt thehoar of doom had come. It was a bright morning ; not a sound etle red the air ; the faces were all wed on one point; the cross was lifted to the lips- of the wretched man ; the bishop and dean-prostrated themselves and prayed aloud for mercy ; a sharp noise broke the death like silence ; the multitude uttered, as with one.voice, a cry of terror ; and in a deluge of blood• the head of the Comte Bocarme fell into the chasm pre pared to receive it. Then the grand Bourdon ohne& out.-}; We th'ilk the c!osing paragraph of the report deeply affecting "The body of Comte 2n earme not having been claimed by any-of his family, has been interred in the cemetery." Bo perished the victim of an evil education, and an ill. suited marriage. • Madame Boearme had the greet to quit her ..anartmenta at the Floret le l'Aiglad'Or in the welover - co - o-- for her husband. From Belgium she retired to a temporary residence on the Rhine, and after passing three morn he incognito, reappeared in Brussels, in a jaunty bonnet andflanating ruf- Hee 7. There is something fearfully interesting in watching the phases through which the mind of such a woman passes in the daily walks of life ; and although I did not seek opportunities of meeting Madame Bocarme during our seoste under the same roof, there were certain signs and evidences of her humor open• to all occu pants of our mutual abode. The first time I saw her was through an open door. A lamp on a table near illuminated her features, and she was smiling on her boy, the little Gonzales, a manly young rebel, who pinched the maids, and even looked them up when he desired to escape from their control. She had it taste for flowers, aud filled the landing-place with fusohias and roses, helio tropes and geraniums ; but when "possessed," as we used to term it, the continued peal of her bell, her shrill angry. call for her maid, and her mode of slamming the door—that ever lasting resource and safety-valve for 'violent women—announced her mood to her neigh bors. She went to mass daily, attended by her maid, and took an airing every fine afternoon in an open carriage driven by Giles. The two little girls would sometimes cry out, ' , Giles, Giles !" from the open windows, and by de grees a crowd would gather round to see the 'exit of the notorious emcees°, whose residence in Brussels soon became well known—a fact which was a serious annoyance to me, since I was occasionally mistaken for her, and one day, if report spoke truth, narrowly cooped being atoned ! • Madame Bocarme evidently exulted in the notoriety she had so terribly obtained; ascen ded the steps of her open carriage leisurely, with an insolent stare at the mob ; and would sometimes send for cushions or shawls, as though she desired to eive the starers time to pas, and then drive off with a sneer. I used to think it fearful at hush of midnight to hear the voice of the comtesse repeating her ayes and litanies aloud, her maid joining in from time to time. Tois over the waiting wo man withdrew, and the rush-light, regularly prepared, told of dread; of gloom, and lotion npse in those hours when the pulses of the world are still.., ouring Madame Bocarme's absence from Brussels for some years, I had an opportunity of seeing her apartments, which my landlady was anxious I should recommend to some new applicant.. The sitting room was litered with working and writing materials ;f the bed rem tined as its tenant had left it; the pillow case was richly etat‘roidered with the cypher L. B , and the coronet above; and at the side of the bed hung a little shrine, with lie tiny fountain of holy water, and the image of the • * ft was said, and I have ev •ry reason to believe it, that the coratesoi had, by to ibee, obtained many luxu ries for herself whili in goal—e, good bed, confec=oso. ery, past y and w ne. 'nese awl ueen her cons.:latious during the time of the trial; and we were t..ld of the bitter wrath exalt , ' led by th • wife of one of the goal fenctionsli , ol, When, on ceiling MI 114ademie Bo Armo at Breese/a, she wan told that the cowtesae 11111.8 engaged, and cnnld not e her I foroear to add all that was me 'tinned ei 04 of thin 1.1'031:10. tTlim "greed boa don" is a huge hell in meat of the t. giemieh belirPe. which i. only a t.uck on p , •ttliar one t anndthye on in m h alone; it i the des' h-koel' of trio:A . l34a. Th moment H a y bitatte pause in hew. voices in It bei.rui through the toe their w .1k or oczap.t , ona, the etre , to :.n.l in we ho ass calli,.g to Sash oth r, -Le gran d he Men!" Ihe great bell Ido you hear the great bell?" M,d a me Bocarme had essayed anther Phip, aed I am in possension et come extra .tafrim her novel, theecene whereof 3R laid in Newland The wo-k ar• e entitled, Tee Hiato yof whet A. /Wine Reines," but th• mil- co - 're th as fell by emu ant into my bands are not worthy o' traaeomption—albeit the ercretsvy of the a Bede e den Bolencea"proaouueed at. benevolent j dgment upon the BM" • PM3LISIC. BY 0. BAl\ TEN DAILY PATRIOT AND UN. be NEMO" to lab. scribers residing lathe Borough THIN DINTS rat WINK, payible to the Carrier. Mail subscribers, r 'vs aoLLalle PER ANNEAL Tim WESSLY PATIOOII. AND UNION hi published atm° nom.aas pax arnmx,Ouvariably in advance.. Ten cop!. to one address, fifteen dollars. C animated with this establishment is an extensive JOB OFFICE., containing a,„,variety of plain and hump ttype, unequalled by any estiblieb,ment in the interior o f the State, for which the patronage of the public is so.. licited • Virgin! It was doubtlesi before this shrine that the comtesse repeated lier sires and Ma nies which sounded so distinctly through the house at midnight. Her rosary lay dear, /ter looking-glass. Reports were circulated of property left her by an Englishman who had died at Paris,. and a crowd of lawyers one day filled Madame Eo carme's drawing room. These must have been the men sent. for to arrange the mortgage af fair, of which Moos. Baugnies complains, and it is natural to suppose that the tale of the Englishman's will was an invention of the in triguing woman. She' had even then a lover in her toils ; and her conduct soon became so insolent and reckless that hadshe.not resolved on quitting the htiuse we wait, have 'done so. She hired the apartments formerly occupied by the Spanish ambassador. On tbowtorning of her departure, as the carriage dredie up, the throng gathered to see her lanthanum the door way. As she came out, she cast her'sinaileok of defiance around, and, having' seeoted,.her self, with her two little girls, sent her maid back for something which had probably been left in the house on puipbse. On the re-rip pearanee of the servant, some words were whispered to her by Madame Became, upon which the maidi addressing Giles in French,. and in a tone that all might hear, desired him " not to hurry, as Madame would be happy to remain as long as the crowd desired to stare at her." "Drive on, Giles !" exclaimed the landlady, a demi-Itak'an, with a liashing. eye, "if your mistress chooses to be stoned, I don't wish to have my windows broken." The landlady shut the door in hake, and. when evening fell, ma& the following arrange— ments in the sitting-roonavacated by the coin tease In the centre of the apartment she planed, a table ; on thin she laid a fair linen napkin, and on the napkin put a smallobronze crucifix, with a lighted taper on either bide of it. After these preparations, she threw open the doors and windows,."in order," as she told me, "that the house might be exorcised of the evil spirit."' A strong moral may be draws from the story of the life of the Comtesse Boaarme, the lead ing feature or whose character, from her child hood,. was ambition.. Eer play-fellows, in ridicule of the airs she assumed, niek-named her "the little duchess;." and on her return from the Convent of St. Andre, at *Tourney, where she had, been edncatedb she passed her time in reading the morale of george Bind and other authors whose productions Suited , her sensual tastes and indolent habits: Lydie was saperstitious. She dreamed one night that she was a oomtesse, and it had been said that she consulted a fortune-teller, Who showed her a tall i fair young man, of 'ancient and noble family, on the sea,. andhomeward bound. This was Compte Hippolite Visert de Be carme, on hie Way from Save, where his father had long lived as “Inspecteur General"—agent —on the Marquis de Chatelees . estate. The unfortunate Hippolite was born at sea in a hurricane. From his biro!' he was feeble, and the privations incidental to the voyage induced convulsions, the effects of whioh, by the showing of his mother, ••Ibuog upon kim, through life." The sketch given by the Old Comtesse Booarme of her son is too long' to quote, bat forms a melancholy episode in this romance of real life. It tells of life in exile-- for, through pecuniary difficshies, his father had teen compelled to retire toSonth America-- of days passed in great solitary forests on oper ant meditions , ;:of fever and ague scorning rrom mese study, and of Ms rejection of the principles of religion; of great suffering and almost death,. from successive Ate of illness. The poor lady had tried in vain to unite her eon to some virtuous woman ; but, in an ill-fa ted moment be met with Licile, fixed hie affec tions on her, and they were married. They took up their abobe at the ancient family Cha teau de Bitremont. Bitremont was a princely reeidence in the. days of Louis SLV., and had been the scene or many a fray dusing,the Brabantain civil wars. It is a lonely place, moitted, and with a draw— bridge, which, it is said, the Became* were wont to raise when creditors were troublesome! Ann Radial* would have made much of such a locality. L few modern rooms were occupied by the family ; the more ancient part is °tim bered with defaced sculptures, faded hangings, rickety Icabinetn and crazy tables. The great billiard-room is void, but the chapel has not been utterlyderpoiled; emblasoned arms adorn the walls, and the image of the Virgin,, richly dight in lace and 'silver, stands on the altar. No one, however, can tell when the chapel was lasE used. All without is still and dreary. Swans sail upon the green bosom of the etagnaat moat, but plunge below the waters at the sound of human voices; at night the nightingale pours her wail through the deep woods, and all the day long, a flock of black pigeons wheel round and round the towers that mark the oldest portion of the building. Its distance from any public thoroughfare makes the Chateau Bitrernont a truly desolate and silent' place. To complete the romance attached to the his tory of the, old chateau, it has its ghostly legend which tells of "one of the lords of Bi tremont, who came. back from the Holy Land with his head under his arm, like St. Denis, and appeared yearly on All Saints Eve, in an insulated pavilion in the grounds." I had frequent opportunities of seeing Ma dame Bocarme, but I own "the rustle of her dress" made me shudder : I never could shake off the idea of the fratricide stealing through the long corridors of the ohateau'at raidniget, to watch the forming decoction in the brazen cauldron. It is remarkable that the family motto of the Bocarmes protect the weak !" On the Bth of December, 1861, the sale of offsets took plane at the chateau, and great was the surprise of the persons assembled' there, to see Madame Bocarme enter undismayed, to "assist at the auction," by bidding for all the best articles of furniture ;And at the close of the day she retired to rest in her old apart ments. And now, what may we expect to hear of her next. Will it be matrimony , or murder, or both ? A large boa of freight directed to the Ameri can Glass Company, Pearl street, New York, was received on board the Ogdensburg boat, at Kingston, C. W.. a couple of days ago. It was handled very carefully, but when the boat ar rived at ,SarketViLliartor, to the great amaze meat of the passengers, the side of the boa flew off, and out willed two . soldier', able bodied men, deserters frOm the Royal Artillery, Kingston. Mus. Douglas is again in mourning for her father. She is now left alone to battle with the world as best she can. Her obildren's South ern estate is now in the hands of the rebels.— One of her sons is upon Gen - . litirnside's staff. Mrs DOuglas has busied herself for the Jost two, years at the hospitals. There is not a wo man in the country who has been more active in dojo:. good than she. On the 17th inst. 1,226..f0reign immigrants arrived at New York. ' ,
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