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was very slight, and only remarkable pay the same homage. It is certain, that when he was conversing as he walked. the young man who is just entering on It did not in the least detract from the life, and who trembles at each moment imposing ensemble of his appearance. lest his secret should be betrayed, is less

Genius and power were expressed on reserved on this point than Napoleon his large high forehead. His forehead It was never he, but the women alone was sufficient to form a physiogno. themselves, that made these transitory my. The fire which flashed from his inclinations public; and I think their eyes expressed all his thoughts and feel- number has been singularly 'exaggeings. But when the serenity of his tem- rated. per was not disturbed, the most pleasing His taste for snuff has been equally smile lighted up his noble countenance, talked of. I can assert' with truth, that he and gave to it an undefinable charm, lost more than he took. It was rather a which I never beheld in any other” per- fancy, a kind of amusement, than a real son! At these times it was impossible want. His snuff-boxes were very plain, to see him without loving him.

of an oval shape, made of black shell, I have already said, in speaking of lined with gold, all exactly alike, and his tastes, that his only nicety consisted differing only in the beautiful antique silin extremne cleanliness, and that his dress ver medals, which were set in the lid. was not at all remarkable.

One day,

Nature had established a perfect barwishing to set the example of a useful mony between his power and his habits, encouragement to the manufacturers of between his public and his private life. Lyons, he appeared at one of Maria His deportment and manners were always Louisa's parties in a dark-coloured velvet the same, they were inherent and unstucoat, with diamond buttons. He was died. He was the only man in the world not at all himself, and seemed quite un- of whom it may be said without adulacomfortable in his new dress.

tion, that the nearer you viewed him the One day, during the Spanish cam- greater he appeared. paign at Aranda, he sent for me at seven in the morning, to give me some Spanish papers, which he was in a hurry to bave There is one observation, which will translated. He was standing shaving certainly not be forgotten by the historian, himself near a window; Roustan held to whose lot it may fall to delineate the ’a large glass : when he had shaved one character of this eminently celebrated side of his face, be changed sides, and man. He knew how to preserve his perRoustan replaced himself in such a man- sonal dignity unimpaired at all times and ner, that the side not shaved was towards in all circumstances, whether when surthe lighit: Napoleon used only one hand rounded by the bayonets of Europe, or in this operation.

when delivered, disarmed, to the insults Another time at Schonbrunn, during of the gaolers of St. Helena. the armistice which followed the battle of Wagram; 1809, I assisted him in put

I have often heard the Emperor say, ting on a grey frock coat, which one of that the incurable folly of Frenchmen was his valets de chambre broughit him, and carrying their sentiments to an extreme, which he desired him to place on a chair, and pretending to be much more inconwishing to finish a game of chess' which stant in their tastes than they really were. he did me the honour to play with me: He was well aware, that previous to he was going incognito with the Duke of the Revolution there existed no true paPrioul (Duroc)'in a private carriage, to tional spirits in France, because until see some magnificent fireworks which then the French nation was governed by had been prepared on the Prater, on the manners and customs rather than by fixed signature of the preliminaries of the and constitutional laws, and that it was peace. A box' had been taken under a simply the dominion of strength over feigned name. Except on these three weakness. occasions I never saw Napoleon in any He said that. Frenchmen, naturally other dress than that of Colonel of chass chivalrous and wárlike, were always led seurs, or grenadier' of his guards, or in away, and even 'overcome by the splenhis own costume of Emperor.

dour' of glory, that they forgave every

thing when followed by success and vicMuch has been said of Napoleon's passionate taste for women. Appreciating them by the unity and dignity of the

Story; but that it was necessary to restrain as he did their merit and beauty, it is not administration, and by fixed laws. to be supposed that he was free from He said sometimes that the enthusiasm those amiableweaknesses which constitute of others abated his. the charms of life, and to which all men Men, in his opinion, were so many

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Frenchman saith Hurler ; and the En“ Men,” he said, “ as well as pictures, glishman, with a conglomeration of sounds required to be placed in a favourable as bad as the Wolf's own, calleth it light.'

“ howling." In general,” he added, “ the fortune “ By the holy Dog of Tobias !” ejacuof men depends op circumstances.” lated Bonvarlet,“ and I think our Doc

These last reflections have always tor speaketh all languages, as he had appeared to me extremely discouraging had his head broken with a brick from to merit and self-love. Anecdotes of the Tower of Babel, and all the tongues Foreign Courts.

had got in at once. But where think ye,
Monsieur, that these cursed Loups Ga-
roux come from ? Are they like unto

other Wolves, or what breed be they?” SUBJECT OF THE ILLUSTRATION “ Nicole Bonyarlet,'' again began the Represents Eustatius, the Brother of God- untired Doctor, after taking a long frey, in the act of presenting Armida, draught of the flask, “ Nicole Bonvarlet, niece of Hidraotes, King of Damascus, I perceive thou hast more of good literato him in his camp, before his assembled ture than thy fellows ; for not only dost companions in arms; she has been sent by thou mark erudition when it is set before her uncle to the camp, skilled in magical thee, but thou also wisely distrustest thine arts, with a feigned story of her misfor

own knowledge, and questionest of those tunes, to endeavour to captivate by her who are more learned than thou. Touchmachinations, the Commanders of the ing thy demand of what breed are the

Wehr-Wolves, be this mine answer. Army.

Thou knowest, that if ye ask of a shepEncircled by his chiefs, the Hero sate.

berd how he can distinguish one sheep With awful reverence at bis sight she bow'd, from another, he tells you that even in Then seem'd abash'd with shame, and silent their faces he seeth a distinctio secretio,

the which to a common observer is not With gentle words the leader strove to cheer Her drooping spirits, and dispel her fear;

visible; and thus, when the vulgar see a Till thus she fram'd her tale with fraudful art, wolf, they can but say it is a wolf, and In accents sweet, that won the yielding heart! there endeth their cunning. But, by the

Unconquer'd prince ! whose far-resounding Lion of St. Mark ! if ye ask one skilled With every virtue fills the mouth of fame! 'in the knowledge of four-footed animals, Whom kings themselves, subdu'd, with pride he shall presently discourse to you of the obey,

genus and species thereof; make known While vanquish'd nations glory in thy sway! Known is thy valour, and thy worth approv'd,

its haunts and history, display its occult By all esteem'd and by thy foes beloved ! properties, and give you a lection upon all Ev'n those confide in him they fear'd before, that your ancient and modern authors And, when distress'd, thy saving hand implore.

have said concerning it." I, who a different faith from thine profess; A faith obnoxious, which thy arms oppress ;

. By the Mass now !” interrupted La Yet hope, by thee, ť ascend my rightful throne, Jaquette,

" and I would fain know the Where once my sires, in regal lustre, shone. habit in which your Loup Garoux vests

him when he is not in his wolfish shape;

whether he have slashed cuishes, and" THE WEHR-WOLF.

" Peace, I pray you, peace, good

Tailleur,” said Doctor Antoine ;
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but rarely that I speak, and even then my
discourse is brief, and therefore I beseech
you not to mar the words of wisdom,

which are seldom heard, with thy folly, And doth not Servius say the like in a which men may listen to hourly. Touchverse wherein I opine he hints at Wehr. ing your Wolves, honest friends, as I was Wolves ? Vlulare, canum est furiare' saying, there are five kinds, as Oppianus -to howl is the voice of dogs and fu- noteth in his Admonition to Shepherds; ries :-thus findest thou, Faber sciolus! of the which, two sorts that rove in the that here we have an agreement touching countries of Swecia and the Visgoths, are the voice of wolves, which is low and called Acmone, but of these I will not mournful, and therefore the word Vlula

now speak, but turn me unto those of tus is fitly applied as an imitation there whose species is the Wehr-Wolf. The

first is named TOŠEUTEP, or the Shooter,

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Malbois, and as the sounds drew nearer, “ Ha, ha, ha!” laughed Bonvarlet, the Doctor's audience evinced symptoms holding up the dreaded Wolt's paw, of alarm, which were rapidly increasing, which was yet bleeding, as if it had been when a still louder sbriek was heard close recently separated from the animal,to the house.

“ Here's no Wehr-Wolf, but a brave “ What, ho! within there !” cried a Hunter, who hath cut off this goodly forevoice, evidently of one in an agony of hand in the forest, with his couteau-deterror, “ an' ye be men, open the door!” chasse; but soft, he added, throwing it and the next moment it was burst from aside, “he recovers !” its fastenings by the force of a human “ Pierre !-Henri!” said the stranger, body falling against it, which dropped recovering," where are ye? How far without motion upon the floor.

is the King bebind us ?-Ha! what place The confusion which this accident is this ? and who are ye?” he continued created may well be imagined; the Doc- looking round. tor, greatly alarmed, retreated into the “ This, your good worship, is the fire-place, whence he cried out to the Chevalier Bayard's Arms, in the Town of equally scared rustics, “ It's a Wehr- St. Yrieux, where your Honour fell, Wolf in a human shape, don't touch him, through loss of blood, as I guess, by this I tell you, but strike him with a firefork wound. We were fain to keep the door between the eyes, and he'll turn to a barred, for fear of the Wehr-Wolves; Wolf and run away! You, Cuirbouilli, and we half-deemed your Lordship to be out with thy knife, and flay me a piece of one, at first sight of the great paw you his neck, and you'll see the thick wolf- carried, but now I judge you brought it bide under it. For the love of the Saints, from the forest." neighbours, take care of yourselves, “ Ay! yes, thou art in the right and

on't," said the stranger, recollecting him“Peace, Master Doctor,'said Bon- self, “'twas in the forest ! I tell thee, varlet, the only one of the party who had Host, that I have this night looked upon ventured near the stranger," he breathes the Arch-Demon himself.” yet, for he's a Christian man, like as we Apage, Lucifer!” ejaculated Du

Pilon, devoutly crossing his breast," and “Don't you be too sure of that;' re- kave I received a claw from his fore-foot! plied Du Pilon; “ ask him to say his I feel the enchantment of Lycantrophy Creed, and his Pater-Noster in Latin." coming over me; I shall be a Wehr

“Nay, good my master,” returned the Wolf myself, shortly; for what saith humane host, pouring sume wine down Hornhoofius, in his Treatise De Diabolus, the stranger's throat, and bearing his re- lib. xiv. cap. 23—they who are torn by viving body to the hearth, he a Wehr-Wolf-Oh me! Oh me! Libera scarce speak his mother-tongue, and Domine! Look to yourselves, therefore be's no stomach for Latin; so neighbours, or I shall raven upon ye come, thou prince of all Chirurgeons, and all." bleed me him; and when he comes too, “ I pray you, Master Doctor,” said why e'en school him yourself.”

Bonvarlet,“ to let his Lordsbip tell us Doctor Antoine Du Pilon advanced his story first, and then we'll hear yours. from his retreat, with considerable reluc- How was it, fair sir ? but take another tance, to attend upon bis patient, who cup of wine first.”. was richly habited in the luxuriant fa- " My tale is brief," answered the shion of the Court of Francis, and appear- stranger; "The King is passing to-night ed to be a middle-aged man, of handsome through the Limousin, and, with two of features, and commanding presence. As my attendants, I rode forward to prepare the Doctor, somewhat re-assured, began for his coming; when, in the darkness of to remove the short cloak to find out the the wood, we were separated, and as I stranger's arm, he started back with af- galloped on alone, an enormous Wolf, fright, and actually roared with pain at with fiery flashing eyes, leaped out of a receiving a deep scratch from the huge brake before me, with the most fearful paw of a Wolf, which apparently grew howlings, and rushed on me with the out from his shoulder! « Avaunt thee, speed of lightning." Sathanas!" ejaculated Du Pilon, “ I told Ay," interrupted Du Pilon, “ as I ye how it would be, my masters, that told ye, they are called, in the Greekish this cursed Wehr-Wolf would bleed us phrase, Nuktepi vol Kaves, Dogs of the first. By the Porker of St. Anthony! Night, because of their howlings, and Blessed beast! and he hath clawed me TOČeutep, for that they shoot along. from the Biceps Flexor Cubiti, down to "Now I pray your honour to proceed, the Os Lunare, even as a peasant would and heed not the Doctor, said Bonplough up a furrow!"

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“ As the Wolf leaped upon my horse, “this is the arm of Gaspar de Marcancontinued the stranger, “I drew my ville, yet bearing the executioner's brand couteau-de chasse, and severed that huge burnt in the flesh! and he is a Wehr. paw which you found upon me; but as Wolf !” the violence of the blow made the wea- Why," said Bonvarlet, “ that's the pon fall, I caught up a large forked habit worn by the melancholy Hunter, branch of a tree, and struck the animal whose daughter lives at the ruined Chaupon the forehead; upon which my horse teau yonder. He rarely, comes to St. began to rear and plunge, for where the Yrieux, but when he does, he brings more Wolf stood, I saw, by a momentary game than any ten of your gentlemenglimpse of moonlight, the form of an huntsmen ever did. Come, we'll go seek ancient enemy, who had long since been the daughter of this Man-Wolf, and then banished from France, and whom I be- on to the forest, for this fellow deserves lieve to have died of Famine in the Harz a stake and a bundle of fagots, as well Forest!"

as ever Jeaune d'Arc did, in my simple “Lo you there now!” cried Du Pilon, thinking.” “a blow between the eyes with a forked They then proceeded to Adele, at the stick :-said I not so from Philo-Diamo- delapidated Chateau, and her distress at the nes, lib. xcii? Oh! I'm condemned to foregoing story may better be conceived be a Wehr-Wolf of a verity, and I shall thap described ; yet she offered not the eat those of my most intimate acquaint- slightest resistance to accompanying them ance the first.—Masters, look to your to the forest; though when one of the selyes :-0 dies infelix! Oh, unhappy party mentioned their expected meeting man that I am!" and with these words with the King, her eyes became suddenly be rushed out of the cottage.

lighted up, and retiring for a moment, “ I think the very fiend is in Monsieur she expressed herself in readiness to atthe Doctor to-night,” cried the Host, tend them, At the skirts of the forest, “ for here he's gone off without dressing they found an elderly man of a strange his honour's wound.”

quaint appearance, crouching in the fern “ Heed not that, friend, but do thou like a hare ; who called out to them in a provide torches and assistance, to meet squeaking

voice, that was at once familiar the King; my hurt is but small; but to all, “ Take care of yourselves, good when my horse saw the apparițion I told people, for I am a Wehr-Wolf, and shall you of, he bounded forward like a wild speedily spring upon some of ye.”. Russian colt, dragging me through all Why that's our Doctor, as I am a the briars of the forest, for there seemed sinful man,” cried Bonrarlet, “ let's try a troop of a thousand wolves howling his own cure upon him. Neighbour behind us; and at the verge of it he Maļbois, give me a tough forked branch, dropped lifeless, and left me, still pur- and I'll disenchant him, I warrant; and sued, to gain the town, weak and wounded you, Cuirbouilli, out with your knife, as as I was!"

though you would skin him :”—and then “St. Denis be praised now !”, said he continued aloud—“Oh! honest friend, Bonvarlet, “ you showed a good heart, you're a Wehr-Wolf, are you? why then my Lord; but we'll at once set out to I'll dispossess the Devil that's in you.meet the King; so, neighbours, take each You shall be flayed, and then burned for of ye a good pine fagot off the hearth, a wizard.” and call up more help as you go ; and With that the rustics of St, Yrieux, Nicolette and Madelene will prepare for who enjoyed the jest, fell upon the una our return.'

happy Doctor, and, by a sound beating, “But," asked the stranger, “where's and other rough usage, so convinced him the Wolf's paw that I brought from the that he was not a Wehr-Wolf, that he forest ?',

cried out—“ Praised be St. Gregory, I " } cast it aside, my Lord," answered am a whole man again! Lo I am healed, Bonvarlet, "till you had recovered, but but my bones feel wondrous sore. Who I would fain beg it of you as a gift, for I is he that hath cured me ?-by the Mass will hang it over my fire-place, and have I am grievously bruised !--thanks to the its story made into a song by Rowland seraphical Father Francis, the Devil hath the Minstrel, and-Mother of God! what gone out of me!” is this?” continued he, putting into his Whilst the peasants were engaged in guest’s hand a human arm, cut off at the searching for the King's party, and the elbow, vested in the worn-out sleeve of a mutilated Wolf, the stranger, who was hunter's coat, and bleeding freshly at the left with Adele de Marcanville, fainted part where it was dissevered!

through loss of blood; and, as she bent “ Holy St. Mary!" exclaimed the over him, and staunched his wounds with stranger, regarding the hand attentively, her scarf, he said with a faint voice,

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“Fair one! who is it, thinkest tbou, whom tyme, but sapienti pauca. Wrythyne wt thou art so blessedly attending ?". the hand off your lovyng master. I wot not," answered she, “ but that

* HENRY R.” thou art a man.”.

Hear me then, and throw aside these Few letters of this reign place in a bandages for my dagger, for I am thy more glaring light the state of suspicion father's ancient enemy, the Count de in wbich Henry and his minister must Saintefleur !"

have passed their lives. Here is the King's “ Heaven forgive you, then!" return. brother-in-law, and the chief of the noed Adele, “ for the time of vengeance bility thought “ suspecte,” by the Car. belongs to it only.

dinal, with others not named, and he is “ And it is come,” cried a loud hoarse encouraged by the King to keep watch voice, as a large Wolf, wounded by the upon them. What could ensue upon this loss of a fore-paw, leaped upon the but the downfall of the Cardinal, when Count, and put an end to his existence. once the gale of the King's favour blew At the same moment, the royal train, à contrary way?--Retrospective Review. which the peasants had discovered, rode up with flambeaux, and a knight with a large partizan made a blow at the Wolf, whom Adele vainly endeavoured to pre

THE BAG OF THE BEE. serve, since the stroke was of sufficient

By Robert Herrick. power to destroy both. The Wolf gave one terrific howl, and fell backwards in

About the sweet bag of a beé, the form of a tall gaunt man, in a bunt- Two Cupids fell at odds ; er's dress; whilst Adele, drawing a pac

And whose the pretty prize should be, ket from her bosom, and offering it to

They vow'd to ask the Gods. the King, sank lifeless upon the body of Which Venus hearing, thither came, her father, Gaspar de Marcanville, the And for their boldness stript them, Wehr. Wolf of Limousin. T'ales of an

And taking from them each his flame,

With rods of inyrtle wliipt them. Antiquiary.

Which done, to still their wayton cries,
ORIGINAL LETTER OF KING

When quiet grown she'd seen them,
HENRY VIII. TO CARDINAL

She kiss'd and wip'd their dove-like eyes,

And gave the bag between them.
WOLSEY.

This Letter is without date. What the “ news” was in which the distinguished SONNET TO THE MOON. persons mentioned in it were expected to be so deeply interested, can only be con Translated from the Italian of Bernardo jectured. The whole Letter is strikingly Tasso, by Miss Strickland, authoress of illustrative at once of the policy of Henry, the Seven Ages of Women. and of the jealousy and suspicion which haunt the mind of a tyrannical prince.

Ah, scatter with thy radiance, cold and bright,
The dusky clouds that veil the earth and main :

Now night on her accustorned rounds again, Myne owne good Cardinall.-I re- In sable stole and starry inantle diglet, commande me unto you as hartely as

Returns to shut the laudscape from our sight. hart can thynke. So it is, that by cause

Already each green hill and flowery plain,

Demand thy lovely beams, and sigh in vain wrýttying to me is sumwhat tedius and for dews descending from thy locks of light. paynefull, therfor for the most part of Look forth in all thy beauty, and array this bysynésses I have commyted to our

The earth in trembling glory-rise, and chase

Each envious vapour, and unveil thy face, trusty counseler thys berrar, to be de

In rival splendour to the orb of day. claryd to you by mowthes to whyche we Hear then, oh Moon, shine forth revealed and wollde you shude gyff credens. Never

fair, theles, to thys that followeth, I thought In thy bright wanderings through the fields of

air. nott best to make hym pryve nor non other but yow and I, whyche is that I wolde you shulde make good watch on the Duke off Suffolke, on the Duke off THE DEAD MAN'S GRAVE. Bukyngham, on my Lord off Northecumberland, on my Lord off Darby, on my SHOULD any of our readers wish to Lord off Wylshere, and on others whyche become better acquainted with the spot you thynke suspecte, to see what they do known by the designation of The Dead wt thes newes. No more to you at thys Man's Grave, they may find it at the end

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