42 MARSHAL SOULT-GENERAL ROBINSON. sent in the Chamber was on the 29th of March, Gen. Lefebvre, and distinguished himself so when he merely brought in several private Bills. On the 3d April, he was attacked by the scourge which has desolated Paris, and, although the indefatigable care bestowed on him by his medical attendants had more than once apparently cradicated the disease, his frame, enfeebled by a long-standing internal complaint, aggravated by his intense and incessant application, was unable to resist the violence of the disease, and, after several relapses, he at length sunk under his sufferings, on the morning of the 16th of May. The dissection, which was performed by the first surgeons of the capital, proved that the sole seat of disorder was in the intestinal organs, and that the brain was in a perfectly healthy state; the developement of that organ, so eminently remarkable in M. Cuvier, was observed, though in a less degree, in M. Perier, and is fully justified by the penetrating and comprehensive nature of his talents. As an orator, M. Perier was energetic and impassioned ; the natural warmth of his temper, added to the irritability produced by illness, frequently imparted a brusque acerbity to his style, which injured both the oratorical and moral effect of his eloquence but his reasoning was forcible, and his style commanding and effective. It is not our province to examine the merits or demerits of his political system; recorders of, not actors in, the great political struggle in which France is engaged, we have too often had occasion to quote the en much in that situation, and his services under Jourdan in the next year, that he was brevetted of Brigade in 1794, then being but twenty-five years of age. At the battle of Alten-Kirchen, soon afterwards, he made that memorable defence and retreat which acquired him so much reputation. He had been despatched to the left of the army with three battalions, and one hundred and fifty cavalry. In the mean time a change of position had taken place, and he found himself surrounded by four thousand Austrian cavalry. Though repeatedly summoned to surrender, he rallied his forces and repulsed several general charges of the enemy, and finally carried his troops safely to rejoin the army. He also distinguished himself at the battle of Fleurus. ex Soult commanded the centre at the battle of Austerlitz. When Napoleon was giving his instructions he said to Soult, "as for you, act as you always do." It was on that occasion that he delayed obeying the commands of the Emperor to attack the heights of Pratzen, until they had been repeated several times, and Bonaparte presed indignation at his disobedience. "Tell the Emperor," replied Soult, "that I will obey, but not just now." He was watching the movements of the Russians, and when he did attack, the triumph was complete. Bonaparte, who had seen the manœuvre, rode up to him, and in the presence of the whole staff, said, "Marshal, I esteem you the ablest tactician in my empire." After thusiastic culogiums and unmeasured invectives the battle of Eylau, he was created Duke of Dal REVOLUTIONARY REMINISCENCE. The following is an extract of a letter from the late Hon. Judge Peters to Col. John Trumbull, respecting the late General Thos. Robinson, of Naaman's Creck, Delaware. heaped upon him by the different parties, to ren-matia. MARSHAL SOULT. The Baltimore American has a biographical notice of Marshal Soult, the new French Premier, from which it appears that he is now 64 years of age, having been born in March, 1769. He is a native of St. Amand, in the department of Tarn. He entered into the army as a private at sixteen years of age, and had risen at the age of twenty-two to the employment of Military Instructor in the army of the Upper Rhine, under Marshal Luckner, with the rank of sub-lieutenant of grenadiers. Within two months he was made adjutant-major and captain; this was in the year 1791. His next appointment was on the staff of Hoche, then commander-in-chief. In the same year he commanded a regiment under A day or two previons to the battle of Brandywine, he (Col. T. Robinson) was selected by General Washington to command a picked corps of two hundred and fifty men, well officered, with orders to reconnoitre and procure intelligence of the march and position of the enemy, which could not be obtained by other means in a disaffected part of the country. He advanced with all the precaution possible, but approached too near its main body, or a strong advance, sending off light horsemen frequently, with information to the General, through both night and day. At length he was pressed on, and was obliged to sustain a powerful attack. He drew up his command behind the walls of a burial ground, and coolly waiting the onset, reserved his fire till the enemy was within thirty yards. He then gave a well directed discharge, and mowed down great numbers of the foe. But he met with a severe retaliation; for a strong corps was detached to intercept him, and through superior numbers he had to cut his way. His color was taken, or nearly so, but rescued by unexampled prowess in himself and some of his detachment. In this struggle he received a wound, of which, though not slight, he was unconscious, till he began to bear off the trophy. Per varios casus, per tot discrimina rerum, he brought off the remnant of his brave but unfortunate corps. He returned to our army with LITERARY MEN-CARROLL THE LAST TIE OF LOVE. only thirty of his companions. The General's anxieties were highly wrought up, and he waited on the bank of the Brandywine, viewing with poignant solicitude the passage of the small remains of his chosen detachment, wading more than knee deep through the stream. For Robinson he always had a personal esteem; but the fate of his gallant associates the most deeply affected his sensibilities. You know how magnanimously the General could, in most instances, control his feelings, insomuch that adversity seemed to have no power over his conduct or countenance: but on this occasion his usual habit of checking his sensations forsook him. He spurred his horse into the stream, drew up in contact with Robinson, threw his arms round bim in a paroxysm of fervid affection, and marked approbation mixed with penetrating regrets. The Colonel has often told me, that he was more evercome by this unexpected reception, than by all the toils and dangers he had passed. Bleeding with wounds, almost prostrate with fatigue, and nearly incapable before this to sit on his horse, he with difficulty maintained his seat. What a moment of rapture for an honorably, yet inevitably, defeated soldier! LITERARY MEN, by some extraordinary fatality, seem to be doomed to pecuniary embarrassment. Other people make fortunes out of their labors, while they live and die bankrupts. Byron, with the enormous sums he received for his brilliant productions, and with the fortune he inherited, saw his furniture and library pass under the bailiff's hammer. Roscoe, too, the once wealthy-the talented and lamented Roscoe, was stript of his splendid library and his splendid fortune. Moore had to quit his country on account of pecuniary embarrassment-not a fault of his own; but the treachery and fraud of a subordinate whom he employed, involved him in a debt of 20,000l, we believe. And last, not least, Sir Walter Scott, after his immense labors, and immense income by the failure of others, left not a single pound for his family, but left debts to the amount of 60,000/. or 80,000, which will sweep away every thing he left, and leave his creditors unsatisfied.-Happy for the man of genius, that if he leave no goods nor chattels, Lands nor tenements to his family, he can yet bequeath to the world, what is beyond the reach of creditors and catchpoles-the monument of his genius and the immortality of his name. These at least, in common with the world, may be inherited by his children-and proud may they be of such an inheritance. The name of Carroll is the only one on the Declaration to which the residence of the Signer is appended. The reason why it was done in this case, we have understood to be as follows:The Patriots who signed that document, did it, almost literally, with ropes about their necks, it being generally supposed that they would, if unsuccessful, be hung as rebels. When Carroll had signed his name, some one at his elbow remarked, "You'll get clear-there are several of that name-they will not know which to take." Not so," replied he, and immediately added of Carrollton." -Ports. Journal. 43 Written for the Casket. THE LAST TIE OF LOVE. 'Tis past the last fond tie is broken That bound me to romance, and spoken The last word breathed to love; Oh Beauty! in thy magic power A constant earthly heaven; Those sins have sprung; With love those sins have past for ever, Again in beauty's power; All, all in this lone hour. Oh, I have knelt at beauty's shrine, But never more this knee shall kneel, Devoid of joys or fears; Oh when in boyhood's happy day, First bowed the adoring knee; So much of misery. Oh, then I dreampt that life would prove One constant scene of blissful love, Of hopes no tongue may tell; But ah, 'tis past-the vow is broken, The tic is sever'd, and is spoken The last, dread farewell. My harp-Oh, yes, my harp, that young To woman's listening ear- To blasted hope, to former love, On woman's charms, no more to praise, 44 I'll hide me from the world-and why? So witching, and not move: I cannot mark her angel grace, Thrice have I bowed at woman's feet, Just at the hour when hope was bright, Oh happy days of young romance, Back on years gone by; But they are gone, and hence, to me, To peace, the grave within. No, Ira, life shall be to me Not shown in outward forms; PALESTINE. MILFORD BARD. PALESTINE. BETHPAGE. This village was near the summit of the Mount of Olives, on the descent, upon the eastern side, about one mile and a half, from the temple. A large number of Priests resided in this place. It was very remarkable for the growth of immense quantities of figs and other fruits, hence the name Bethpage, from phagoi, green figs. BETHANY. This is situated, on the east side, at the foot of the Mount of Olives, about two miles north-east of the temple. The tract of ground that bore this name, reached almost to the top of the Mount, then commenced Bethpage. Martha, Mary, and Lazarus lived here, and at this place, Mary poured the precious ointment on Jesus' head. Here Lazarus was raised from the dead, whose mansion-house is still shown to travellers. His Sepulchre is near the house, which the Turks hold in great veneration, and use it for a place of prayer. You descend 25 steps and come to a small square room, and then creep into another, in which the body was laid. About 8 rods distant, is the house in which Mary Magdalene lived, and at the foot of the hill is the fountain of the Apostles, so called, from the circumstance of their usually calling there, to refresh, between Jerico, and Jerusalem. The spot is now shown, on which Jesus stood, at the time he blessed the apostles, and ascended, on which was once a church, but now an octagonal cupola, 24 feet in diameter. THIS MOUNTAIN. This was the Mount of Olives, lying to the north-east of the temple, about 11 mile to the summit. It extends north and south, nearly 2 miles, from which was a very commanding prospect of the Temple and City. Here our Saviour stood and wept, over Jerusalem, and delivered the prediction relative to its destruction. Groves of Olive trees still remain on this Mount. It was separated from the city by the brook Kidron, and the valley of Jehoshaphat. On this Mount, Solomon built temples to the god of the Amonites, hence it is called the Mount of corruption. It had three summits. Solomon built his temples on the south one; our Saviour ascended from the middle one; the northern one is called Gallilee. As you ascend this mount, you pass many Sepulchres cut with intricate windings into the rocks, called Sepulchres of the Prophets, and vaults built in memory of the Apostles. On this ascent, the Lord's prayer was dictated. All these things are still shown. The grove of Olives in this garden is called the valley of fullness, or silvan dormitory. GETHSEMANE-This was a village on the west side of the Mount of Olives. Toward the bottom was a garden or grove, on a level plot of ground about 15 15 rods rods square, lying between the foot of Mount Olivet and the brook Kidron to which our Saviour often repaired in the evening. This is now covered with Olive trees, some of which are supposed to be the same then standing. In the corner of this garden, is a flat rock, said to be the spot where Peter, James and John fell asleep during the agony of our Lord. At a small distance is the place where our Saviour underwent that bitter part of his passion. Only eight paces distant is said to be the path in which Judas approached his Lord and said, "Hard, Master." This narrow path is separated by a wall, from the rest of the Garden, as an accursed piece of ground. POTTER'S FIELD.-This place lies south of the city called Aceldama, the field of blood; being purchased with the 30 pieces of silver which were given to Judas Iscariot as the price of the blood of Jesus Christ.-Judas having brought the money into the Temple and thrown it down in the porch of the Sanctuary, or holy place, the priests thought it unlawful to put it into the Treasury for holy purposes, and therefore bought a potter's field, as a burying ground for strangers. It is shown at this day. It is a small place not more than 100 feet long and half as wide, covered with an arched roof. For it is an extensive vault into which the corpses are let down. It was called the potter's field because here clay was dug to make earthen ware; and the fuller's field, because it was once occupied as a place where a Fuller hung his cloth, and bleaching was done. The common fluency of speech in many men and women is owing (says Swift) to a scarcity of words; for whoever is master of language, and hath a mind full of ideas, will be apt, in speaking, to hesitate upon the choice of both; whereas common speakers have only one set of ideas, and one set of words to clothe them in, and these are always ready; so people come faster out of church when it is nearly empty than when a crowd is at the door. NTHIA... MUSIC COMPOSED FOR THE CASKET BY ERASTUS E. MARCY. sleep, And hie with me a way, Where Cynthia smiles upon the deep, With love-in - spi-ring ray. "AND HAST THOU LEFT ME, LOVE?" Words by J. N. MAFFITT, on the death of his daughter.-Music composed for the Casket, by M. HAMER. # 6 I have no place of rest, THIRD VERSE. The cords around my heart For thou art fled; Are shaken, thrill'd & sere; The ice is on my breast 'Tis bitterness to part My love is dead! With one so dear. Farewell! as thou art borne But we sha I meet above To part again no more. Where blooms my angel love, On that blest shore. Dodging the door of counsel "Catch," Military Pride. A farmer was elected to a corporalship in a militia company. His wife, after discoursing with him some time upon the advantage which his family would derive from his exaltation, inquired, in a doubting tone'Husband, will be it be proper to let our children play with the neighbor's now?" EFFRONTERY.-The crew of a man-of-war which had just returned from a long voyage, was one day busily employed in bringing up the hammocks on deck to air; and as each man appeared with his load, he reported the number to a young lieutenant stationed on the poop. An Irishman named Murphy was near the last. As soon as he gained the deck the officer demanded "what number?" "12, your honor," was the immediate reply "12! that can't be, look again." "It is, your honor." "I tell you it cannot be; the man who owned No. 12 died of a fever in the West Indies, and it has not been used since." "It is your honour," was the pertinacious reply. Down jumps the officer off the poop, struts up to the hammock, and turning suddenly round, with all the warmth of offended authority, exclaimed, "Why, you rascal, what do you mean by telling me it's 12, when it's clearly 444?" "Lurd love your honor," says Pat, scratching his head, and casting a comical leer at the officer. "I big your honor tin thousand pardons; but I always thought till now that 3 times 4 made 12." A gentleman of considerable sense and knowledge of the world, being asked whether a man possessing genius without perseverance and stability, or one of a dull but assiduous character, was the most likely to prove successful in life, replied, that it was a difficult question to decide, since it was impossible to throw a straw to a great distance, and almost equally the case with a ton. "I expect," said a young physician, on his way to New Yo York, on the breaking out of the cholera, "to witness a great many deathbed scenes this summer." "Doubtless," said a friend, "if you get much practice." EPIGRAM. "Let the loud thunder roll along the skies, Clad in my virtue, I the storm despise." "Indeed!" cries Peter, "how your lot I blessTo be so sheltered in so thin a dress!" The following item is from a lawyer's bill supplied by a firm in Red Lion Squire, London, ---" For calling on Mr.---, but unfortunately did not find him at home, 6s. 8d." The same unfortunate circumstance occurs five times in as many days. DR. PITCAIRNE.-Dr. Alexander Pitcairne, who died in 1713, but who is yet remembered most distinctly in Scotland for his strong Jacobinism, his keen wit, and his eminence as a physician, studied his profession in Holland, where he was for some ti ne the preceptor of Boerhaave. His political principles causing him to be friend to the Republican Dutch, he amused him self with satirising them in verse. Dull, however, as the Dutch are generally esteemed, they had once paid him very smartly in his own coin. Pitcairne, it at the fa seems, took great offence cility with which the University of Leyden, like some of those in this country at a more recent period, conferred degrees upon those applying for them. To ridicule them, he sent for a diploma for his footman, which was granted. He next sent for another for his horse. This, however, was too gross an affront for even a Dutchman to swallow. In a spirit of resentment, an answer was returned, to the effect that "search having been made in the books of the University, they could not find one instance of the degree of doctor having been ever conferred upon a horse, although, in the instance of one Dr. Pitcairne, it appeared that the degree had once been conferred on an ass." ETYMOLOGY. We picked up the following singular etymology the other day, from an old paper. The word " News" is not derived as man supposes, from the adjective new, but from a practice that obtained in newspapers of an early date, of prefixing to the title the expressive of the four cardinal points, thus: N E W S meaning that their intelligence was derived from "all quarters of the Globe." This must be allowed to be, at least, an ingenious etymology. |