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another reduction of twenty thousand men in | dancing at the bal masqué. Poor Uncle Tom ! the army, having during last year already re- But this is one of the greatest proofs of the poduced thirty thousand; this certainly looks like pularity of Mrs. Stowe's work. I told you, I peace.

think, that it has been dramatised at two theaThe tender conscience of his Majesty will not tres—the Ambigu and the Gaîté. At the Ambigu permit him to give entertainments during the they have altered many of the details, not very Carême, but it is his wish that his ministers' important ones, it is true; but at the Gaîté they examples on this point should be less severe; have adhered faithfully to the story in every so there are ministerial balls every night in the point; and the youngest sister of Mademoiselle week, each one more magnificent than the last. Rachel, Mademoiselle Dinah Felix, performs the The habit de cour and the culotte court are now

róle of Evangeline most charmingly. de rigueur at these entertainments, and it is said It is only since the last few days that we have that they will soon be adopted even for private had a specimen of winter : the cold is intense, parties. The difficulty of procuring costumes and the snow falls thickly. We had begun to in time for the fête de Luxembourg gave rise to hope that we should get into the spring vithout great perplexity and to some amusing incidents; having first to pass through winter; but, like amongst others four young men, invited to this most disagreeables that we fear and dread, we féle, met together at one of the most famous cannot cheat them-sooner or later we must tailors’; each came to order his costume the submit. There has been a great deal of illness, same day, and this was only the day before the owing, I heard, to the unusual mildness of the ball; they had received their invitations late, season ; now that the cold is set in, I hear as and their last resource and only hope was in many, or more complaints of this severe weather, this artiste.

which gives people grippe, fluxion de poitrine,

&c. “ Four costumes for to-morrow night, Messieurs !" said the unfortunate knight of the witness in the street, that the prevailing malady

I should think, judging from the scenes I thimble. “But you ask me an impossibility: perhaps, tvith the greatest difficulty, I might amongst horses must be broken knees, for the contrive to make one. Yes, I can engage to and it is often infectious, as one horse pulls

poor animals slip and fall at almost every step; make one."

down his comrade when he falls. Here is what “ For me then !” exclaimed the four voices " Le Calendrier des bon Laboureurs for 1618," in concert.

says on the subject of winter :“ On which of you must I take measure, Messieurs ?"

“Si le douze février Again the four voices answered, “ On me?"

Le soleil apparâit entier,

L'ors l'ours étonné de sa lumière A lively discussion was on the point of com

Se va remettre en sa tanière, mencing, when the most ingenious of the youths

Et l'homme menager prend soin made a proposal which, for want of a better,

De faire resserrer son foin ; was accepted: it was decided that the costume

Car l'hiver tout ainsi que l'ours, should belong equally to the four. Fortunately,

Séjourne ainsi quarante jours." their height and figures were not very dissimilar. On the evening of the ball the four stepped into

The believers in somnambulism are impaa coach, one en costume, the other three en tiently awaiting the arrival of a new subject, of négligé, and at nine o'clock the fortunate youth whom marvellous histories are related-a young en costume entered the ball-room; at ten he re- berger, named Postolet, aged sixteen : it seems turned and another took his place in the dress, that, among other wonderful performances, this and went into the Luxembourg at eleven; he youth remains during thirty-six hours in a state returned, and the third took his turn; and so

of somnambulism, without awakening ; during on, the same order was preserved for supper; which time he does his work, follows his usual and the last supped between four and five in occupations, accompanies his sheep to the pasthe morning.

ture, &c., and answers all questions which are A great subject of perplexity exists among put to him with astonishing lucidity. those whose pride is in their beards and mous- The Musée des Souverains at the Louvre has taches, for they are totally out of character with just been opened to the public, and forms a the costume de cour ; some preferred the ridicule inost interesting historic collection. It occupies of appearing with these adornments, neverthe-five salles. The first contains the gilt armour less, to making the sacrifice of them; and some of François II., the helmet and brassards of who heroically shaved them off were stared at, Henri 11., the ponderous armour of lienri IV., and not at first recognized by their dearest that of Louis XIII., ornamented with fleurs de friends, so great was the metamorphose effected lis, and that of Louis XIV. There is also the

The Bæuf Gras this year was called Uncle Salle des Bourbons, containing objects having Tom; two others, also, very fine beasts, and belonged to the kings of France from Chilperic aspirants for the honours of the day, were called and Dagobert. St. Clair and Shelby: imagine the refined, the There is the Salle de l'Empereur, which conelegant, charming St. Clair represented by a fat tains only the objects which had belonged to ox. There were also a great many Uncle Toms ' Napoleon le Grand,

Among other things in the collection is the And now, my dear C., I will not weary yon bureau which belonged to Louis Philippe, and longer with my gossip, but will say au revoir. which is just in the state in which it was left

Always yours, faithfully, after the invasion of the Tuileries in 1848.





Grosours was brought before the Correctional

Police, for having picked a gentleman's pocket A mist was driving down the British Channel, of his handkerchief in the Champs Elysées. AlThe day was just begun,

though aged only thirty, the prisoner has passed And through the window-panes, on floor and panel, not fewer than twelve years in jail, and on the Streamed the red Autumn sun.

day of the robbery he had only been released an It glanced on flowing flag and rippling pennon,

hour, when he was arrested. A policeman havAnd the white sails of ships ;

ing declared that he had seen the prisoner pick And, from the frowning rampart, the black cannon the pocket, and had immediately seized him, the Hailed it with feverish lips.

prisoner cried passionately,

“Ask the ass why Sandwich and Romney, Hastings, Hithe, and Dover that way,” said the president,

he seized me by the collar !"-" Don't speak in Were all alert that day,

or you will be

expelled from the court.”—“I am wrong-I To see the French war-steamers speeding over, When the fog cleared away.

ask your pardon; but I am the victim of that

fellow. Remark, I do not call him an ass from Sullen and silent, and like couchant lions,

want of respect to justice. Why did he arrest Their cannon, through the night,

me?"-" Because he saw you commit a robHolding their breath, had watched in griin defiance bery, and he did his duty.”- “ But he was in The sea-coast opposite.

such a confounded hurry. On my honour, I And now they roared at drum-beat front their stations should have put the pocket-handkerchief back On every citadel !

again, as I only took it to blow my nose, because Each answering each, with morning salutations,

I had a cold. I am above a paltry pocketThat all was well!

handkerchief."-"Why,” said the policeman,

“ did you run away so fast, if you did not inAnd down the coast, all taking up the burden, tend to keep the pocket-handkerchief?”—“Oh, Replied the distant forts,

it was to get it washed; it would not have been As if to summon from his sleep the Warden

polite to have returned it, after using it, without And Lord of the Cinque Ports.

washing.' “That is not very likely,” said the Him shall no sunshine from the fields of azure,

officer. — “ Heaven forgive me, if I do not beNo drum-beat from the wall,

lieve the vile creature of the police suspects my No morning gun from the black fort's embrazure honour !"-"Be silent,” cried the president, Awaken with their call !

you insult the witness.”.

_" But he attacks my

honour.”_" Silence !"_“I have, I suppose, No more surveying with an eye impartial

the liberty of defending myself. That briThe long line of the coast, Shall the gaunt figure of the old Field-Marshal gand"

“ Silence, I tell you !” cried the preBe seen upon his post !


“If I am to be silent,” said the prisoner,

“ the defence is not free, and I will reFor in the night, unseen, a single warrior,

tire.” Here he attempted to climb over the In sombre harness mailed,

dock, but was prevented. “ Let me go, will Dreaded of and surnamed the Destroyer,

you? I tell you that the defence is not free. The rampant wall has scaled.

If I had an advocate he would retire; and as I He passed into the chamber of the sleeper,

am my own advocate, I may retire too." He The dark and silent room;

again attempted to get away, but being stopped, And as he entered, darker grew and deeper

sat down in a rage, and cried, “ This is infaThe silence and the glooin.

mous !” The tribunal condemned him to six

months' imprisonment. “I protest,” cried he He did not pause to parley or dissemble,

with great solemnity, “ because the defence was But smote the Warden hoar;

not free.”- Parisian Sights and French Prin. Ah! what a blow! that made all England tremble

ciples. And groan from shore to shore. Meanwhile, without the surly cannon waited,

A Room TO BE AVOIDED.-On my arrival The sun rose bright o'erhead;

at North Villa, I was shown into what I preNothing in Nature's aspect intimated

sumed was the drawing-room. Everything was That a great man was dead!

oppressively new. The brilliantly-varnished

door cracked with a report like a pistol when it From “ Putnam's Magazine,” Part I.—Pub- was opened : the paper on the walls, with its lished by Sampson Low, Son, and Co., London, gaudy pattern of birds, trellis work, and flowers,


in gold, red, and green, on a white ground, or retirement in any one nook or corner of those looked hardly dry yet; the showy window- four gaudy walls. All surrounding objects curtains of white and sky-blue, and the still seemed startlingly near to the eye-much nearer showier carpet of red and yellow, seemed as if than they really were. The room would have they had come out of the shop yesterday. The given a nervous man the headache, before he round rosewood table was in a painfully high had been in it a quarter of an hour.—“ Basil," state of polish; the morocco-bound picture by W. Wilkie Collins, books that lay on it, looked as if they had never been moved or opened since they had been WelliNGTON AND THE COMMISSARY.bought: not one leaf even of the music on the On one occasion General Picton, enraged at a piano was dog's-eared or worn. Never was a want of punctuality on the part of a deputy comrichly-furnished room more thoroughly comfort- missary-general, threatened to hang that officer less than this—the eye ached at looking round it. if the provisions were not brought up on the There was no repose anywhere. The print of the morrow. The Commissary, putting on his best Queen, hanging lonely on the wall, in its heavy uniform, repaired to the Commander-in-chief, gilt frame, with a large crown at the top, glared and laid his grievous complaint before him. on you : the paper, the curtains, the carpet: “Did General Picton really threaten to hang glared on you: the books, the wax-flowers in 'you?” said Wellesley. “He did," replied the glass-cases, the chairs in flaring chintz covers, Commissary. “Then,” said the Commanderthe china-plates on the door, the blue and pink 'in-chief, “I would advise you to go and exert glass vases and cups ranged on the chimney- yourself and get up these stores, for General piece, the over-ornamented chiffoniers with Picton is just the man to do what he threatens.” Tonbridge toys and long-necked smelling- The Commissary went his way, and the probottles on their upper shelves, all glared on you. visions were up in time.- Memorials of ielThere was no look of shadow, shelter, secrecy, lington.


Ruth. By the Authoress of “ Mary Barton.” | certainly, to equivocate with others -- rot to 3 vols.-(Chapman and Hall.)- This work, by swerve from the respect for opposite e actions, the authoress of that charming book, “Mary which may make it a matter of pei .al difficulty Barton," has, within the last few weeks, been to help the offender-but still to be true to the subjected to very various comment. We have golden rule. Nor is there a symptom of moral read the book, and the comments also, with the laxity, in “Ruth!” Morality, indeed we believe, deepest interest, and would now fain put in our is never more injured than by indiscriminate, own word. But first, and once for all, we dis- irrerocable condemnation of every grade of declaim all general theory on the subject of female parture from right in onc sex, and a sweeping frailty and its treatment by society. We deem it toleration of guilt in the other. Viewing Mrs. eminently unjust both towards the authoress of | Gaskell's aim as only that which we have stated, “ Ruth," and those who most profoundly ad- our own impression is that she is right, although mire the spirit of her writings, to regard them in some few of the circumstances of the tale and as laying down any rule newer than the Christian the development of her characters, she may not rule. All-the most-they attempt to do is have been perfectly successful. “ Ruth” exbithis : to put it into the hearts and consciences bits a care and anxiety after simple truth which of all men and women, “ of good report,” to is very rare; and even where there may be a examine themselves and their own motives when slight exaggeration of circumstances we believe any particular course of action towards the erring all is in the range of probabilities. As it is imbecomes needful; not to shelter and entrench possible for us to make even the most faint themselves behind a maxim, but to regard the attempt at criticism without some notice of the sinner as a fellow creature whose case it has action of the story, we will not postpone that become their duty to investigate and deal with fragmentary eketch we are able to give :-- We see to the very best of their judgment. Fictions like Ruth in the first instance, then, a gentle, loving, “Ruth” show, in the most simple and natural delicately-reared orphan girl, serving her appren, manner possible, the facts of many downtalls, ticeship to a mantua-maker-no exaggerated and of many dooms. Then the question comes, personage, excepting, we cannot help thinking, how has the duty of those most nearly con- on one point; not only is the head of the house nected with the offender been done? Have the generally careless of her pupils' well-being, but erring had a chance? Has not more complete in the case of this one apprentice, of whom she degradation been compelled rather than courted? knows that she has no friends, she does not What, as it appears to us, the authoress of even provide a Sunday dinner and fire. We “ Ruth” has in view, is to stimulate those kind think this hardly consistent even with the worldhearts which feel the pressure of conscience, liness of the woman who is, all the while, repre, urging them to put forth a little more of gentle sented as anxious to preserve the reputation of independence; not to distrust themselves--not, her young people, and yet throws one of them

thus adrift.* Ruth, placed in temptation, dev o, ordinary tenderness towards those of the other almost of a shelter on her only leisure day -comes, sent for by the alarmed hostess ; Ruth ignorant of the world, and affectionate, is placed is banished and spurned. Desperate, she offends in circumstances which recommend to her bene- by her passionate anxiety for him. The exas. volent feelings a man destined to be her seducer. perated lady takes the earliest opportunity which He employs her in an errand of charity. She her son's amendment affords of stipulating for the has seen him save the life of a child at some abandonment of this "unworthy creature,” of personal risk, and makes a hero of him to her whose arts, of course, the helpless son has been self. Thus is she blinded; yet we are free to the victim. He feebly expostulates ; but selfishown that Ruth falls too easily; and that, for a ness prevails. Fifty pounds are left for Ruth, with time, the interest, as well as truth of the narra- a recommendation for the Penitentiary; and the tive, suffers from this cause. It cannot be said lady and the son depart, unknown to the poor that the character, like the lot, of Ruth is an agonized girl. She, however, hears in time to ordinary one. Moreover, she has enjoyed pure dart after the carriage, which she chases over moral influences; her own mind has consider- hill and dale, but cannot overtake. Her brain able elevation; therefore we are the less satisfied reels—the consciousness of unutterable misery with her easy fall. There is, however, judgment, is too much for infirm nature and weak principle; and nature too, in pourtraying such a young she rushes on self-destruction, but is checked by person as morbidly alive to the reproaches of a movement of compassion, called forth by her superior; and Ruth, at the point when, another of the persons of the drama who must overwhelmed by the terrors of Mrs. Mason's now appear. Mr. Benson-an infirm, delicate, denunciations, she loses the power of calm middle-aged dissenting minister-had come, as judgment, is very true to nature. Our quarrel was his wont, to pass a part of his summer fur. with her is at an earlier stage. Doubtless the lough amid the scenery of this part of Wales. He authoress did not overlook the lesson we have has seen Ruth-has heard the common report most of us at some time or other had to learn, of her position-has grieved over her while reof the mortal injury done to a character by probating it-has been struck with her child-like forestalling condemnation. Often, we believe, timid appearance and look of occasional misery, it is something more than the merely finishing on this morning he has been witness to her stroke of a downward course. But now the frantic movements, and divines their cause. As second act opens upon us. The more compli- she rushes by him to plunge into the stream, he cated social difficulty has to be met. The sin tries to stop her, but meets with a severe fall, is com

jhiss the disgrace incurred-how to and his cry of pain it is that stays her desperate deal with iti ruthfully, of course. That this steps. She runs back to aid him-he faints, was one main point in the author's moral view and the effort to recover and help him back of the matter, ihough with consummate skill she diverts her from her purpose. He skilfully uses teaches her truth by experience of the contrary compassionate feeling as a commencement of a course, we cannot have a doubt. Ruth reappears new moral life, and succeeds in persuading her with her seducer in a country village in Wales. to listen to his grave and gentle expostulations. The selfishness, want of resource, and miserable She will live-but how? The life this worthy ennui of the man who to the young apprentice minister has saved, shall it be for good or for had appeared before all that was marily, noble, evil ?-a gradual, growing walk out of wrong into and generous, are day by day revealed to her. right? or a gloomy, unproductive waste of peneShe loves him-struggles with her conscious- tential feeling without moral profit? or a sinkness of his ill temper, unreasonable exactions, ing into a lower depth of ill? The worthy man and want of high feeling for the beautiful is very poor: he is dependent on his dissenting scenery which to her is so enchanting. Her congregation for nearly his all; weak in health, native taste and aspiration after the beautiful his sister faithfully sharing his resources and are repeatedly repelled by him. In this state of his cares. This sister has not the exquisite tenmind she meets with a rebuff from a child - is derness, nor, at first, it would seem, the timidity called by evil, though alas! true names. She of the brother. She sees Ruth-can no more is awaking to bitter consciousness when her abandon her to her fate than the brother can; partner in evil falls dangerously ill. His mother but, more worldly than he, she must save ap-a lofty woman, of uncompromising severity pearances. Ruth must be sheltered and saved, towards the faults of her own sex, but with the but not according to simple truth : she must be

a widow-a distant relative. A discovery is made We happen to know that it is—or lately was- that Ruth is likely to be a mother; hence a new the rule in certain establishments for apprentices to difficulty to the brother and sister, both as to be driven from the house on the Sunday by the ab- absoluté maintenance and as to appearances. sence of fire and provisions! And we suspect the The fifty pounds, we should have said, had been cases of young girls being friendless and unprotected returned by the poor girl, with her new friends' are too numerous for them to be made exceptions. entire approbation. And then it is that the It surely only rests with gentlewomen professing religion and morality to reflect on this subject, for

Benson's capital fault is committed. The merciful them to see how good and great a work rests in but persuadable man is overborne by his sister's their hands. If they would but refuse their patron- arguments, and consents to the deception which age to ill-conducted establishments, what a revolu- is to make them miserable. He does this delition would take place !-Ea.

berate wrong to himself-to Ruth-to his con

gregation. He does this evil that good may INFLUENCE; or, The Evil Genius. By come. Most unaccountably, some of those who the Author of "A Trap to catch a Sunbeam.” have read the book expressly for criticism have (Routledge and Co.)—The purpose of this tale not seen that this wrong is not palliated—that is to show the mischief and misery which may it is, on the contrary, marked out to be arise from inferior associations and injudicious wrong

in every possible mode, both by direct friendships, and the plan is carried out by assertion, by the force of the narrative, and means of an interesting and well-written story. by the effect upon the mind of the minister. Nevertheless we should have liked to have seen It is meant, we have no doubt, in part to show higher ground taken by so popular an authoress that one of the evils of excessive severity for in reference to the position of her own sex. Her an offence like Ruth's is to induce deception; experience must indeed be unfortunate if she has but this is only an accidental meuning. The found “woman's friendship" so slight and frail great moral of the whole is that no one virtue a thing as she describes it at page 10, and we can flourish at the expense of another, and that could wish she had not spoken as she does at although, for instance, Ruth's life is something page 16 of woman's mission being “the proper better than stainless during the years in which exercise” of her“ paramount influence over she is made to assume the false character, her man.” This is indeed low ground to take; for real self-redemption only commences when all all social history shows us that what is called is made known.

“ feminine influence" is a sort of agency that is The rest of the narrative is scarcely within usually exercised by the most inferior type of our compass. Ruth's child-a boy-is born; woman, for the most unworthy purposes. A the deception is complete, and Mr. Bradshaw noble woman never strives to “influence" a himself, the stately moralist of the congregation, noble-natured man. Notwithstanding this drawpatronises Ruth, and praises the benevolence of back, however, the story of “Influence” has the minister. The character of this man is sus- much of very decided merit, and well sustains tained throughout in an admirable manner; and the reputation of the authoress. Without being we know that the tyranny of such an elder, of exactly a juvenile book it is one well calculated generally blameless but harsh character, exercised for the perusal of young persons. The illustrain a small congregation, is most real. This man is tions are by John Gilbert, and have all the Mr. Benson's evil genius- his world; to escape grace and ease which are to be expected from his condemnation it is, chiefly, that he goes his pencil. astray; and one of the finest strokes of art dis

History in Ruins: A Series of LETplayed in the whole book is the manner in which the reader's sympathies-so predisposed in fa, &c., &c.-(London : Chapman and Hall. Dub

TERS TO A LADY. By George Godwin, F.R.S., vour of the good minister and against the rigid lin: M'Glashen.) This is really a most valuable elder-are gradually brought into their rightful and delightful book. It is quite extraordinary place, as the wrong done to the latter by the how ignorant in the mass what are called welldeceit of the former is made apparent. Very, informed people are with regard to architecture, very seldom have we met with anything in fiction its history, its laws, or its associations; and a comparable to this. It is needless to pursue consciousness of this fact must have impelled our abstract further; for indeed when the facts the author of the present work to the task which are once made known, and the reader's mind is he has executed so admirably. These letters delivered from its greatest burden, the actual book can alone tell its story. All that remains for embody a popular sketch of the history of archius, we feel, is to observe that, after all, the real day, and are written in that easy, interesting style

tecture from the Biblical period to the present social difficulty of a position like Ruth's is lest, which cannot fail to fascinate the reader. Nuand wisely, we think, unsettled. She dies, and

merous woodcuts elucidate the text. only in dying receives reinstatement in the respect of her harshest accusers. There is no The Boyhood of Great Men.-(Bogue.) pretension to place the penitent in a position The idea which prompted this work is a very alike in kind to that of those who have never excellent one, though we have a suspicion that gone astray. " She remains to the last a distinct it was found more difficult to carry out than and peculiar person, the early stain never once was at first expected. Unfortunately for the escaping from our thoughts. No special con- biographer, it is only when men have become clusion we believe was ever intended by the eminent, that people seek to dive back and disauthor; but to set the mind to think and feel is cover the anecdotes and episodes of their "boyan end in itself. We have said little of the ex- hood,” and meanwhile the dust of time has been quisite pictures and touches of nature and cha- gathering, and the waters of oblivion flowing to racter which abound, nor of the fine working up entomb and engulf early memories. This voof the whole. Such a novel is not for the day lume, however, shows both patience and reonly. It will live we trust to move the hearts search on the part of the author, and a deterand purify the conduct of many readers in times mination to teach the lessons of industry and far off. The sorrowing, long, and painful course integrity by example. The great men whose of an erring woman's life has been often traced early years are here illustrated are generally before; but the tale of Ruth stands gloriously presented in couples, for the purpose of contrast aloof alike from violations of our moral sense, or comparison ; thus of historians Gibbon and and from seductive pictures of evil, T. Macintosh are given; of statesmen, Canning

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