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To indulge the curiosity of those natives and foreigners, whose rank and talents do not entitle them to an introduction at court, he takes an airing every Sunday evening in the gardens of St. Cloud, with the empress, the imperial family, and his marshals: I have observed that his attendant mameluke is uniformly behind his person; and I was told that he sleeps at the entrance of his apartment, or tent, when he is on duty from the capital.”
View of Modern Paris–M. Mag. v. 25, p. 105.
A lady invited a gentleman to her house one e vening, and being there, he very obligingly carved for all the company. Seeing him do nothing else, the lady at length asked him why he did not eat?
That, madam,' said he, “is not my office, you only invited me to carve. The lady's note was produced, and instead of Monsieur est invité de venir souper, the words were Monsieur est invité de venir couper. The c with a cidilla, ç, has the sound of s; this occasioned the lady's mistake.
Mr Holcroft observes, in England such a joke would have been an affront, never to be forgiven. In France it was something to laugh at, and it is polite never to take offence at a joke. The rule is excellent, and highly deserves imitation.
Philip gained a great victory over the Athenians, at Chæronea; but, though exalted by success, he, at the same time, governed his mind and refrained from every thing insolent or injurious.
On this account, he thought that one of his attendants should be accustomed to remind him that he was a man. He assigned this office to a youth; and it is reported, that he neither left his apartinent, nor permitted any one to have access to him, before the page every day came and had accosted him three times with this proclamation : -" Philip, thou art a man.”
Ælian's Various History, p. 208.
MAJOR BERNARDI, in his Life written by Himself, informs us that after king Charles, in his escape, arrived at the late sir Geo Norton's house, near Bristol, he went into the kitchen, by the advice of his supposed mistress, the better to conceal himself: and that, as he was " standing by the fire-side, near the jack, the cook-maid desired him to wind it up; and he fumbling until the spit stood still, the maid struck him, and calling him black blockhead, asked where the devil he had lived, that he had not learned to wind up a jack? The king modestly answered her with a blush, that he was a poor tradesman's son, and had not been long in his lady's service."
Bernard's Life, p. 6.
The Roman pandects will furnish us with a piece of history not inapplicable to our present purpose, says sir William Blackstone speaking of the utility of a knowledge of the law to the members of the house of lords. Servius Sulpicius, a gentleman of the patrician order, and a celebrated orator, had occasion to take the opinion of Quintus Mutius Scævola, the then oracle of the Roman
law, but for want of some knowledge in that science, could not so much as understand even the technical terms, which his friend was obliged to make use of. Upon which Mutius Scævola could not forbear. to upbraid him with this memorable reproof, That it was a shame for a patrician, a nobleman, and an orator of causes, to be ignorant of that law in which he was so peculiarly concerned.' This reproach made so deep an impression on Sulpicius, that he immediately applied himself to the study of the law; wherein he arrived to that proficiency, that he left behind him about an hundred and fourscore volumes of his own composing upon the subject; and became, in the opinion of Cicero, a much more complete lawyer than even Mutius Scævola himself.
Blackstone's Commentaries, v. 1, p. 11.
THOMAS KILLEGREW was page of honour to Charles I and gentleman of the bed chamber to Charles II. and who, in 1651, appointed him his resident at Venice. He was a man of wit and humour, and frequently entertained the king with his drollery. As Charles was wholly engrossed by his pleasures, and was frequently in his mistress' apartment when he should have been at the councilboard, Killegrew used the following expedient to admonish bim of his extreme negligence in regard to the affairs of the kingdom. He dressed himself in a pilgrim's habit, went into the king's chambers, and told him that he hated himself and the world, that he was resolved immediately to leave it, and was then entering upon a pilgrimage to hell. The
king asked him what he purposed to do there. He said, "to speak to the devil to send Oliver Cromwell to take care of the English government, as he had observed, with regret, that his successor was always employed in other business.”
Granger's Biog. Hist. 0. 3. p. 414.
In Malabar, a stranger might easily form a false notion of the cause of so much grief, as the wives exhibit there, on the death of their husbands, if he were not previously told that it is customary to burn both parties, the living and the dead, on the same pile. An epigram, written by a friend of mine, will put this instance in a clearer light.
On a woman of Malabar weeping excessively at the loss of her husband.
Man of Malabar, "Tis true, but think not parting grieves her so: They must not part; and hence her sorrows flow.
This asiatic custom has one great merit: it ensures the wise's tenderest care of her husband's health while he lives, and the most unfeigned grief at his death.
Old Nick, a satyrical story, v. 1, p. 33. The artist, David, was educated at Rome, in the French academy of painting, at the expence of the king of France, by the recommendation of the unfortunate queen Maria-Antoinette. In return
for this generosity of his benevolent sovereign, he, from the beginning of the revolution, joined the standard of rebellion, and became one of the most violent of the revolutionary fanatics. He was called the pillar of the jacobin club; in which, in November 1791, he proposed to draw the likenesses of two thousand of the principal aristocrats, that is to say, loyal subjects, and to send copies of them to the forty thousand municipalities in France, with orders to hang on the lantern, without a trial, the originals, wherever they should appear. At the head of these aristocrats were the king's brothers, sister, and the other members of the royal family.
On the 2d of September, 1792, when republican assassins were butchering the prisoners at the prison called La Force, the national deputy, Reboul, observed David calmly drawing a picture of the dying, as they were heaped up on the pile of the already murdered: when asked what he was doing there, he answered, with sang froid, “ I am catching the last emotion of nature in those scoun- . drels;" and when reproached for his barbarity, he said, with a laughing indifference, “ If I love blood, it is, doubtless, because nature has given me this disposition.” In his cabinet David shews to his friends drawings of thirty-two mutilated heads, with the mangled and disfigured countenances of persons who perished on that day.
Revolutionary Plutarch, v. 1, p. 570.
In 1559, people of all ranks were married at the church door. When Elizabeth of France,