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(Eke Vatrint +titian.
MONDAY MORNING, MAY 25, 1863
THE BOCARME TRAGEDY.
BY MRS. WARD.
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
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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
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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" •
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C animated with this establishment is an extensive
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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. ' ,