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we descried an army in motion, as if leav
ing by the gate opposite to the one in front
of us. . It was once more the unseizable
enemy who had slipped through our hands
from the Niemen to that Moskowa, and who
was plunging into the east.
At that moment, as it the French army,
eagle like, had spread out its two wings,
Eugene Beaubarnais and Pouiatowski ex
tended beyond the city, whilst
Murat, whose movements Napoleon watch
ed with increasing anxiety, reached the ex
tremity of the suburbs without any deputa
tion presenting itself.
The Marshals then gathered about him,
deriving their anxiety from his anxiety.—
Napoleon beholding their clouded brows
and wistful looks guessed that his thoughts
were the thoughts of all. “ Patience, pa
tience,” said he, “ those people are so savage
that they perhaps do not know how to sur
render.”
In the meantime Murat had penetrated
into the city; Napoleon, no longer able to
resist his impatience, sent Gourgaud after
him; Gourgaud galloped off, entered the
city and joined Murat just at the moment
when one of Milarodowick’s officers was
declaring to the King of Naples that the
Russian General would set fire to the city
if his rearguard were not allowed time
enough to retire. Gourgaud galloped hack
and conveyed the news to Napoleon, whose
reply was, “ Let them go; I want all Mos
cow, from the richest palace to the humblest
hut.”
Gourgaud went back with the answer to
Murat, whom he found amidst a party of
Cossacks who were gazing with astonish
ment at the embroidery of his rich polonaise
and the plumes decking his cap. Murat in
formed them of the armistice, gave his watch
to their leader, his trinkets to another, and,
when he had nothing more to give, borrow
ed the watches and lings of the aids-de-camp.
Meanwhile the Russian army, sheltered
by this verbal convention, continued to eva
cuate Moscow.
Napoleon stopped at the gate, still expect
ing that some of its inhabitants would come
out of the enchanted town. No living being
appeared and every returning officer utter
ed the strange words, “ Moscow is desert
ed.” Yet he could not believe them, he
looked on and listened ; it was the solitude
of the desert—the silence of death. He
was at the gates of the city of Tombs—it
was Pompei or Necropolis.
Nevertheless, he still flattered himself
that, like Brennus, he would find either the
army at the capitol, or the senators magna
nimously awaiting his arrival on theircurule
chairs. To prevent any from escaping from
Moscow who had not such right, he ordered
the city to be surrounded on one side by
Prince Eugene, and on the other by Ponia
towski; the two armies spread along like a
crescent, and enveloped Moscow. He then
ordered the Duke of Dantzic and the Young
Guard to push on, and penetrate to the heart
of the capilol. At length, after delaying
his own entry as long as he could, as if he
would still doubt what his own eyes beheld,
he determined on passing the Dorogonstoff
gate, summoned to him his secretary inter
preter, who was acquainted with Moscow,
ordered him to keep close to him, and whilst
advancing towards the deep silence which
was only interrupted by the noise of his
steps, he put questions to him about all the
deserted palaces, monuments, and dwellings
he beheld before him. Then as if afraid to
venture into that modern Thebes, he stop
ped, alighted from his horse, and took up a
temporary abode in a large inn which was
abandoned like the rest of the city.
Scarcely had he stationed himself there
when his orders succeeded one another as
if he had just pitched his tent in a field of
battle. He felt the want of combatting a
solitude ; and silence to him was more aw
ful than the presence and ftucus of an army.
The Dukede Trevise (Mortier) was appoint
ed Governor of the Province, the Duke de
Dantzic (Lefebre) was ordered to ocaupy
the Kremlin, and take charge of the Police
of that quarter, the King of Naples was to
pursue the enemy, not to lose sight of them,
to pick up stragglers and send them to Na
poleon.
Night came on, and as it came Napoleon
grew as gloomy. Some carbine reports
had been heard in the direction of Koloma
gate ! It was Murat, who, after marching
nine hundred leagues, and being present
in sixty actions, and crossed the capitol of
the Czars as lie would have done a village,
and overtaken the Cossacks on the Wladi
mit road. Some Frenchmen were announc
ed, who had come to solicit their Emperor’s
clemency. Napoleon ordered them to be
brought in, anxiously questioning them,
thanking them in some measure, for having
come to him with news; hut at the first
words they uttered he frowned, flew into a
!>assion, and gave them a denial. They re
ated indeed strange things. According to
them, Moscow was doomed to dcsti action :
Moscow was condemned by the Russians
themselves, by its own sons, to fire. It was
impossible thought he.
At two in the morning the news arrived
of a fire having broken out in the Commer
cial Palace, or the finest quarter of the city.
Rostopchin’s threat was being realized, yet
Napoleon still doubted it; it must be the
imprudence of some soldier that had caused
the conflagration. With this belief he is
sued order after order, and despatched mes
senger after messenger. Daylight came
without the flames being extinguished, fora
Strange circumstance, no where had any
engines been found. Napoleon then has
tened in person to the scene of his disaster.
It was the fault of Mortier—the fault of the
Young Guard ; all arose from the impru
dence of the soldiers. It was then that
Mortier turned the attention of Napoleon
to a closed house which was kindling by it
self as if by magic. Napoleon sighed and
slowly ascended with drooping head, the
steps leading to the Kremlin.
He had at length reached that desired ob
ject of his enterprise; in front of him stood
the ancient residence of the Czars ; to the
right the church enclosing their tombs ; to
his left the Senate’s Palace; and in the
background the lofty steeple of Ivan Weli
koi, whose gilt cross, beforehand destined
by him to be substituted for that of the In
valides, commanded all the domes of Mos
cow.
He entered the palace, and neither its
architecture, the vast and splendid apart
ments which he went through, nor the mag
nificent view of the Moskowa, with a world
of houses, golden domes, silver cupolas and
bronze roofs, could rest him from bis reverie.
It was not Moscow lie had in his grasp, but
its shadow, spectre and phantom. Who
was it that had kindled it?
On a sudden lie was told that the fire was
extinguished, and he raised his head again.
It was another foe vanquished, his fortune
was still that of Cresar. Reports succeeded
one another. Accoiding to them the Krem
lin arsenal contained forty thousand Eng
lish, Austrian and Russian muskets, a hun
dred pieces of cannon, a quantity of lances,
sabres, aimors and trophies captured from
the Turks and Persians. At the German
gate 400,000 lbs. of gunpowder, and a larg
er quantity still of sallpetre, had been con
cealed in isolated buildings. The nobility
had abandoned their five hundred palaces,
hut those palaces were open and furnished,
and would be occupied by the supeiior offi
cers of the army. Some houses, which had
been deemed empty, would be opened;
they belonged to the middle classes of so
ciety, and they would tame or attract others.
Lastly, we had behind us 250,000 men, and
might await winter. With spring war would
revive, and with war victory would return.
Napoleon fell thus asleep betwixt con
tending apprehensions and hopes. At mid
night the cry of “ Fire !” was again heard.
The wind was from the north, and the fire
had broken out towards the north. Thus
chance seconded the flames. The wind
drove them to the direction of the Kremlin,
which they approached likeaburningstream.
Already did the sparks fly to the palace’s
roof, and fall amidst a park of artillery sta
tioned under its walls, when the wind shifted
to east. The flames changed their direc
tion—they extended, but removed to a dis
tance.
Suddenly a second fire kindled in the
east, and advanced like the first, pushed by
the wind. No further doubt could lie en
tertained ; it was anew scheme of destruc
tion adopted by the enemy, and the evidence
Napoleon had so long shrunk from began to
gnaw his heart.
Fresh columns of smoke and flames soon
arose from various parts. The wind being
still uncertain, and constantly shifting from
north to east, the conflagration enveloped
the Kremlin from all sides. At every mo
ment torrents flowed from those streams of
fire, which spread in their turn. It was no
longer a fire, but a sea of flames—an im
mense tide, even ascending towards the foot
of the Kremlin walls.
At night Napoleon beheld with terror the
fiery tempest; there his might expired and
his genius was conquered. The sun rose
over the furnace, and daylight exhibited the
night’s disaster. The fire had accomplish
ed its enormous circle, driving the workmen
before it, and drawing nearer and nearer to
the Kremlin. Reports then succeeded one
another, and we began to ascertain who
were the incendiaries.
In the night of the 11th, the very night of
the occupation, a globe of fire had fallen
upon Prince 1 roubetskol’s palace, and set
fire to it. It was no doubt a signal, for at
the very moment the Exchange was on
flames, and at two or three places the con
flagration mode its appearance, kindled by
the tarred lances of Russian police soldiers.
Howitzers had been concealed in almost all
the stores, and the French soldiers, in light
ing them to warm themselves, had made
them explode, so that the howitzers had kill
ed the men and set fire to the houses. All
night had been spent by the men in flying
from house to house, and in seeing the house
they were in, or the one they were entering,
spontaneously inflamed without any visible
cause. Moscow was evidently doomed to
complete destruction.
Napoleon was then compelled to acknowl
edge that the fires simultaneously kindled at
a thousand places were the woi k of one and
the same will, if not of one and the
same hand. He wiped his forehead, whence
the copious perspiration flowed, and uttering
a sigh, exclaimed, “ Voila done comme iis
nous fotila guerre ! La civilization of Saint
Petersburg nous a trompes, et les Russes
modrenes sont toujours les ancieno saythes!”
He immediately ordered all who should
he seized kindling or stimulating the fire,
to be tried and shot; the Old Guard occu
pying the Kremlin were to stand to their
arms, and everything was to he kept ready
to quit a city which had been sought from so
great a distance, and on the occupation of
which somuch dependence lmd been placed.
An hour after the Emperor was apprised
that his orders had been executed—some
twenty incendiaries bail been shot. They
had avowed that they were to the number
of nine hundred, and that before evacuating
Moscow, the Governor, Rostopchin, had
concealed them in the cellars in order that
they might set fire to all parts of the city.
They had faithfully obeyed his commands.
In that hour the flames had made further
progress ; the Kremlin looked like an island
cast into a sea of fire. The atmosphere
was loaded with burning vapors ; the glass
of the Kremlin’s window, which had been
closed, cracked and fell to pieces; the air
was filled with ashes and dust.
At that moment a last cry was raised of
“ The Kremlin is on fire !” Napoleon grew
pale with anger. Thus even the ancient
Palace—the old Kremlin, residence of the
Czars—was not sacred to those political
Erostrates; at least he who had set (ire to it
had been seized. He was brought before
the Emperor. He was a soldier of the Rus
sian police. Napoleon questioned him,
when lie repeated what lias already been
said. Each bad his task allotted to him;
that entrusted to him and eight of his com
rades was to fire the Kremlin. Napoleon
drove him out with disgust; and he was
shot in the palace court itself.
The Emperor was then earnestly urged
to quit the palace where the fire pursued
him, but he would resist still the evidence
he had before him, clinging to his will, and
neither refusing nor submitting. He re
mained deaf, inert, and in consternation,
when all at once a vague rumor of the
Kremlin being undermined circulated about
him. At the same moment wereheard the
cries of the grenadiers calling for him. The
news had spread among them ; they would
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have their Emperor, and declared that if lie
came not to them immediately they would
themselves bring him.
Napoleon at length made up his mind.
But how was he to get out ? So much time
had been lost that no outlet was left. The
Emperor ordered Gourgaud and the Prince
de Neuichatel (Berthier) to ascend to the
Kremlin terrace and strive to discover a
passage. Several ortlovnance officers were
also ordered to explore the neighborhood of
the palace for the same purpose. All ea
gerly obeyed, the officers rapidly descending
all the stairs, and Berthier and Gourgaud
ascending the terrace. Scarcely were they
there when they were obliged to cling to
one another ; the violence of the wind and
rarefaction of the air wcie such that they
could not resist the commotion; it was im
possible to see any thing but an ocean of
flames, without apertures or limits.
They returned and made their dismal re
port to Napoleon. He then no longer he
sitated ; at the risk of rushing headlong
through the flames, he rapidly descended
the north stairs, on the steps of which the
Strelitz had been massacred ; but on reach
ing the court no aperture was discovered—
the flames blockaded all the doors—it was
too late.
At the moment an officer hastened up out
of breath, covered with perspiration, and his
hair half burnt: he had found a passage : it
was a dosed posterngate, which must open
upon the Moskowa. Four sappers rushed
to it, and shattered it with their axes. Na
poleon advanced between two walls of rocks;
his officers, marshals, and guard followed ;
to retrace his steps would now be impossi
ble—he must go on.
The officer had been mistaken ; the pos
tern-gate opened not on the river, but into a
narrow street, which was blazing. Napo
leon set the example, and l ushed foremost
beneath an arcade of fire; all followed, deter
mined to die with him.
There was no more road, no guide, and
no stars. They walked at random, amidst
the crackling of the flames and falling roofs.
All the houses were burning or burnt down,
and from the windows and roofs of all that
still stood the flames rushed forth in pursuit
of the fugitives; beams fell, melted lead
flowed in the kennels—everything was
burning; some of the fugitives fell, suffo
cated for want of air, or crushed under the
falling wrecks.
At that moment the soldiers of the first
corps, who were in search of the Emperor,
appeared almost in the middle of the flames;
they recognised him, and whilst ten or twelve
surrounded him, as if to defend him against
an ordinary foe, the others walked before
him, crying, “Patici! parici!!” Five
minutes alter Napoleon was in safety,amidst
the ruins of a quarter burnt down since the
morning. He then dashed between two
rows of vehicles. He asked vvbat wagons
and caissons they were. The answer was
that they belonged to the Ist corps park of
artillery, which had been saved. Every
vehicle contained thousands of pounds of
gunpowder, and fire-brands lay between the
wheels.
Napoleon ordered the road to Petroskoi
to be taken : it was a royal chateau, situate
outside the city, half a league from St. Pe
tersburg gate, in the centre of Eugene’s
cantonments. There were his head quar
ters to he henceforth established.
Moscow burned two days and two nights
more ; at length on the morning of the third
day the flames entirely disappeared, and
through the smoke, which covered it like a
mist, Napoleon could behold the blackened
and half consumed skeleton of the holy
city.
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A NIGHT WELL SPENT.
BY H. It. ADDISON.
Every society, every ship, every corps,
every grade has its established butt. Paid,
liveried fools have given place to the fool,
par excellence , of the present age, the easy,
good-natured fellow, who takes every jest
kindly, every practical joke as a matter of
course, and almost fancies himself slighted
when no one condescends to turn him into
ridicule.
Jemmy Thomson was a griffin (i. e. new
comer from Europe,) and Jemmy was a
goose. Jemmy, however, was one of the
best tempered fellows alive, so every one
played off their tricks upon him.
Now it so happened that a ship bad just
arrived in Diamond harbor, on its way to
Calcutta from the Levant, and, as the plague
was said to be raging at the latter place, the
said vessel had been ordered to perform
strict quarantine for forty days. The sen
tries on shore had received orders to shoot
any one who dared to land from her, and,
under pain of death, every one was forbid
den to approach her. Os these circum
stances Jemmy was profoundly ignorant.
Our friend Jemmy hud annoyed several
of the members of a reading club in Cal
cutta, by daily seizing the (the daily
paper,) and pestering everybody to know if
the “ William and Mary,” a ship which he
had reason to believe was bringing him out
some Madeira, had arrived ?
Tlius stood matters, when one day, on his
entering the club, and making the usual in
quiries, Captain Molloy quieliy arose, and
assured him that the wished for vessel had
arrived, and was even now lying down at
Diamond Harbour, taking care to describe
tire exact position in which the tainted ship
was moored. Jemmy ran home, ordered
his palanquin, and arrived that evening about
eight o’clock at his semi-sea-port. Impa
tient to convince himself that his treasure
had arrived, he did not hesitate, even at this
late hotir, to order a boat, and instantly caus
ed himself, to the no small surprise of the
persons who looked on from shore, to be
rowed to the plague-stricken ship.
When he approached near her, a person
from the deck desired him to keep off. This
Jemmy did not understand. He had no
idea of having taken all thistiouhle for noth
ing, so he drew still yearer; nor was it till
he was assured that his boat would be sunk,
and the fact explained to him that the vessel
had just arrived from Turkey, that he con
sented to sheer off. When, however, lie ‘
learnt these little facts, he was just as eager
to return to shore as he had been to board
the merchantman.
What was Jemmy’s honor and indigna
tion on beholding, as he approached the
strand, a musket levelled at his head by a
sturdy sentinel, who swore, intolerably round
terms, that if he attempted to set foot on
shore, he would instantly blow out his brains.
“Here’s a go!” quoth Jemmy; “and,
pray, why am I to be thus treated 1”
“ You come from a plague-ship ; my or
ders are strict; advance nearer, and I fire.”
Under these circumstances Jemmy thought
it would he better to retire ; so he ordered
his dandies to pull up the river. Here, how
ever he was instantly stopped. If he at
tempted to force his way up, a gun, protrud
ing his ugly head through an embrasure in
the fortress, was instantly to be discharged
at him. The boats of the board of health
forbad him, on peril of instant destruction,
to proceed down the river. What was poor
Jemmy to do ? He had but one chance. He
quietly approached a man-of-war that was
lying at anchor. Seemingly unobserved he
came close to her, when, lo ! a sudden re
port, and a ball knocked off his hat into the
liver! Jemmy roared loudly. His boatmen
took the hint, and sheered off. What was
now to be done ? Thomson had neither
had sifjin nor dinner. He had no covering
for his head, no place of shelter. The weath
er was stormy; the waves began to knock
him about, and bring on sickness. It was
the rainy season, and the poor little fellow
was drenched to the skin. Yet here he
must remain, here abide, or run risk of being
sent into the next world by a musket-ball.
He certainly did not relish either alterna
tive; but alas!
“ Necassitas non habet leges.”
A!1 the night, and until noon next day did
our wretched little friend remain exposed to
the elements, rowing about in despair, fear
ing that, like the flying Dutchman, he was
destined to cruise here for ever.
About noon oneof bis quizzers, perceiv
ing the scrape be would be in, obtained an
order, by which Mr. J. Thomson was al
lowed to land. The little gentleman instant
ly called his facetious friend out, and shot
him through the leg, inflictinga wound which
lamed him for life. Jemmy himself was
laid up with a severe rheumatism and ague
for nearly three months, and the whole affair
finally turned out, like every other practical
joke, a subject rather of sorrow than of fun.
The Scotchman's Advice to his Daughter,
on leaving Home for a Boarding School. —
Now, daughter, ye liae just four things to
learn in Edinburgh : you hae to learn to
manage your head, your hands, your feet,
and your heart. Your head will require a
little redding up, baith outside and inside.
It is not the bobs and curls, the ribbons, and
the knots, the gildet kames, and the toppins
o’ weel sleek it up hair, that are to stand the
test for life; and yet these area’ becoming
in their places. But there is something else
required. Ye maun leant to think foryour
sel, and act for yoursel, for you canna always
have your mother and me to act fur you.—
You maun learn to calculate and weigh not
only your own actions, but your motives of
action, as well as actions or apparent mo
tives of those with whom you have to deal,
and stick aye by that, my child, o’ which
you are sure never to he ashamed, either in
this world, or in the one that’s to come.
If ever ye be spared to he a wife, there
will he mair depend on your head than your
hands ; hut yet you are nae the waur o’ be
ing able to cook your family a neat dinner,
and make yoursel anew gown at orra time,
or a frock to a bit wee ane.
But now for the heart, daughter ; that is
what requires the maist care, and the maist
watching ower of all, and there’s nought
else that I am sae unqualified to gie advice
in. Keep it aye free o’ malice, rancour and
deceit; and as to the forming of any im
proper connections, or youthful partialities,
it is sae dangerous at your time o’ life, that
no advice nor guardianship can countervail.
I maun therefore leave it entirely to your
own discretion and good sense.
I might have mentioned the management
of the tongue, as another, and a separate
point of attention; hut it is a mere machine,
and acts only in subordination to the head
and the heart; and if these are kept in pro
per order, the other winna rin far wrang.—
But dinna be ower the matter punctual about
catching the snappy English pronunciation.
It looks rather affected in a country girl to
he always snapping at the English, and at
the same time popping in an auld Scot’s
phrase that she learned in the nursery, for
it is impossible to get quit o’ them. But
mind aye this, my child—that good 6ense is
well faured and becoming, in dia
lect it be spoken ; and ane’s mother tongue
suits always the lips ot either a bonny lass
or an auld carl the best.— Ettrick Shepherd.
Swimming Masquerade. —A letter from
Berlin, dated August 3, which we find in the
New York “ Courier des Etats Unis,” says:
“On Wednesday morning last, we were
witnesses of an exhibition probably unex
ampled in modern times, at least in Germa
ny—a swimming masquerade. It was got
up by the pupils of the Royal Swimming
School of Berlin, to celebrate the twenty
fifth onniversary of the foundation of this
establishment, which, up to the present time,
lias produced in all 23,360 skilful swimmers.
“ At five o’clock, 1200 swimmers, for the
most part military, assembled in the grand
court of the barrai ks of the infantry of the
guard; and after having been addressed by
Messrs. Ziiichen & Scholtz, professors in
the school, repaired to tents pitched on the
hanks of the l iver Spree, for the purpose of
dressing for the sport. At eight o’clock
there swam out into the river the following
procession: A large flat bottomed boat,
transformed into a bower, in which were
four numerous military bands, performing
favorite musical pieces ; a car in the form of
a sea shell, containing Neptune, his hair
and head formed of sea weeds, and armed
with the trident, the car being drawn by six
dolphins and surrounded by nereids and tri
tons, the latter blowing trumpets and heat
ing symbals ; a numerous troop of Ameri
can Indians, their head dress with brilliant
feathers, their necks and arms adorned with
necklaces and bracelets of coral, and seve
ral of them armed with war clubs; Scotch- ‘
men, Norwegians, Spaniards, Italians, and
Russians in their national costumes; Bac
chus mounted on a gigantic barrel, crowned
with vine and ivy leaves, and brandishing
his thyrsis, with which he directed the move
ments of a bundled bacchantes swimming
around his throne and executing grotesque
evolutions; the king of the frogs, represent
ed by a frog of enormous size, reposing on
a car of sea-weeds, and followed by two
hundred sailors in their appropriate costume,
singing national hymns.
“ The extraordinary celebration, which
was favored by delightful weather, attracted
more than forty thousand spectators, who
traversed eilher on foot, horseback, or in
vehicles the banks of the Spree, or sailed
along the river in boats tastefully adorned
with flags, flowers, and garlands.”
Scientific. —A fact of great interest has
been proved by the borings for Artesian
wells in the suburbs of Paris, viz: that as
we go towards the centre of the earth, the
temperature increases at the rate of about
one degree for every fifty feet. That the
whole interior portion of the earth, or at
least a great part of it, is an ingenious ocean
of melted rock, agitated by violent winds,
though I dare not affirm it, is still t endered
highly probable by the phenomenon of vol
canoes. The facts connected with their
eruptions have been ascertained and placed
beyond dispute. How then are they to he
accounted for ? The theory prevalent some
years since, that they are caused by combus
tion of immense coal beds, is perfectly pue
rile, and is entirely abandoned. All the
world would never afford fuel enough for a
single exhibition of Vesuvius. We must
look higher than this ; and I have no doubt
that the whole rests on the action of electric
and galvanic principles, which are constant
ly in operation in the earth. We know that
when certain metals are brought together,
powerful electric action is evolved, and a
light is produced, superioreven in effulgence
to the splendor of the sun. Now, if a small
arrangement produces such results, what
may we not expect from the combinations of
those immense beds of metals to be found
in the earth 1 Here we have the key to all
the grand phenomena of volcanic action.
Illustration on a small scale, may be seen
in an instrument called the themso-electrical
battery, made of zinc, bismuth, and antimo
ny, packed in a box and varnished. In this,
heat is evolved below, while the top is cold;
and here we have the very case of the vol
cano, when in the interior a fiery ocean is
heaving its surges, while its peak is capped
with everlasting snows.— Professor Silli
man.
TVtfr.—Voltaire thus expresses himself
on the subject of war: “A hundred thou
sand mad animals, whose heads are covered
with hats, advance to kill or he killed by a
like number of their fellow mortals covered
with turbans. By this strange procedure
they want, at best, to decide whether a tract
of land to which none of them have any
claim, shall belong to a certain man whom
they call Sultan, or to another whom they
call Czar; neither of whom ever saw-, or
will see the spot so furiously contended for:
and very few of those creatures who thus
mutually butcher each other ever beheld the
animal for whom they cut each other’s
throats! From time immemorial, this has
been the way of mankind almost over all
the earth. What an excess of madness is
this ! and how deservedly might a Superior
Being crush to atoms this earthly ball, the
bloody nest of such ridiculous murderers!”
American Credit Abroad. —From the Pa
ris correspondent of the National Intelligen
cer, vve observe that in the pleadings on a
trial which took place in that city, against
M’lle Ellsler, for a breach of her contract
with one of the Theatres, allusion being
made to her having received here an aggre
gate sum of 740,000 francs for 178 perform
ances, it was remarked “that the Ameri
cans might have reserved some part, of it for
their European creditors /” Richly do we
merit this severe sarcasm. The prostrate
condition of American credit abroad lias be
come a by-word and reproach through infi
delity at home. And yet the people rest as
easy under it as though all was fair in poli
tics ! When the Roman name was impeach
ed, a Roman citizen felt it burning in his
cheek like a leprosy : we vaunting Yankees
merely write it down to profit and loss in
the ledger !— Daily Advertiser.
Multicaulis Paper. —An interesting, and,
as far as our information extends, novel dis
covery, has been made here, to wit, that pa
per may be made from the leaf, of the fa
mous morus multicaulis. The idea, we un
derstand, originated with Dr. P. C. Spencer
of Petersburg, and it lias been carried into
practical effect by Mr. William Miller, the
superintendent at the Mgtoaca paper mill,
near this place. Dr. Spencer favored us
with some sheets of new paper upwards of
twelve months ago, and this is the secret to
which we have playfully alluded once or
twice in this paper. The discovery is inter
esting, and there is good reason to antici
pate that it will prove of extensive r public
utility. Great credit is due to Dr. Spencer
and Mr. Miller for the prosecution of a hup
py idea to so successful a result.—Peters
burg (Va.J Statesman.
The Boundary. —The Woodstock Tele
graph states that Major Graham, Captain
Talcott, Lieut. Mead and Messis. Aylmcs
and Glass, American Commissioners, passed
through that place on Wednesday last, on
their way to the St. Francis and head waters
of the St. John, to make an exploratory sur
vey of the new line of boundary. The
Telegraph expresses the hope “that the
Government will not manifest their usual
dilatoriness in this matter, but take immedi
ate steps to procure such information as may
be necessary for the guidance of such per
son or persons as may be appointed to run
out the line conjointly with the Commis
sioners appointed by the American Govern
ment.
Hard up. —A western paper in default of
ink has to be printed with tar. They must
have tar-nation hard times in that region ;
or the editor must be atarr-iff man !
A poisoned. Spring. —Some one is writing
to Mr. Gwin, Representative in Congress
from Mississippi, giving him an account of
a poisoned spring of water that had been,
discovered in the unsettled part of the Slate
of Arkansas. One report says, “ Some
hunters, on arriving at the place, being thirs
ty, a part of them drank of the water, and
were immediately affected, and in a few
hours died ; upon which the rest became
alarmed, and refrained from drinking ; an j
on examination, they found the earth f or 8
mile or two around the spring, strewn with
hones of birds, beasts, and some hunim
bones.” . n
The New York Herald states that Mr
Tyler “has a plan in contemplation, by
which the currency, the tariff, the public
lands, distribution, assumption, and all the
financial questions questions connected with
the general and State governments may be
finally presented to the next Congress and
forever settled on the most stable basis’ and
most just and honorable principles, to all in
terests and all parties.”
Suicide of Hr. Peters.— This gentleman,
says the New-Yo.k Taller, of the I7th ulti
mo, well known as the manufacturer o r Pe
ters’ Bills, and Medicated Lozenges,’ was
ound in his room on Sunday morning, dead
hanging by the neck, to the bed bo
dy partly lying on the floor.
He has recently met with severe losses in
some coal speculations, and became some
what involved, hut not seriously. Enough
however, to produce a state of derangement’
in which he put an end to his own existence
I he cause of his death may he considered
a curious and uncommon one in this com
munity, being a morbid sensitiveness to debt.
TH E H iyj M© [& 0@ T „
Be always ns merry ns ever you can
For no one delights in a sorrowful man.
CC/ 1 ’ Spoons, of the Sunday Mercury, re
cently turned off some very good poetry
from his machine, but getting tired of the
work, he directed his Strieker to trv his
hand, who had not ground out more than
five or six lines, before crash went the ma
chine, showing that experience and genius
are as necessary in grinding poetry as in
grinding coffee, or music on a barrel-organ.
After Having turned off the stanza of the
longest measure,to the tune of the “Exile
of Erin,” Spoons remarked to bis assistant
“Now try yourself, Nimrod, without my
feeding the machine, and perhaps it may
produce something better,” upon which
Nimrod took hold, delighted with the idea,
and went off at a canter, just as might have
been expected of such an ambitious youth,
especially as it was his first effort. We give
the result.
Cliekerty ClncWiy,
Whiekerty whnckeriy
Off we go:
Ripping and tearing
Cursing and swearing—
Fire below !r s n
Thumbing and th a ■= i g
Tearing a -a clash n in
n g ,
“ Hold up ! hold up ! I thought so,” cried
Spoons, “ another smash! Now, ye see,
Nimrod, when vve have a plain, common
job of doggerel on hand you may possibly
manage it yourself w ithout my assistance;
but when we come to the fine, fancy touches,
it takes me —and I can’t, hardly.”
V efind this in the Cincinnati Microscope,
about
A valuable Boy. —What “ can you do 1”
asked a traveler of*a country urchin whom
he saw in front of a farmer’s house, tickling
a toad with a long straw. ‘* O, I can do
mor’n considerable, I rides the turkeys to
water, milks the geese, cords down the old
rooster, puts up the pigs tails in papers to
make’em curl, hamstrings the grasshoppers,
makes fires for flies to court hv. Keeps tal
ly for dad and mammy when they scold at a
mark, and cuts the buttons off’ dad's coat
when he’s at prayer in the mornin !”
“ Will you marry me ?” said on eccentric
looking youth, sticking his head under a
girl’s bonnet last Sunday morning, in the
St. Louis cathedral.
“Yes, I will, cuss your ugly pictur, just
as quick as you knows on,” said the girl;
and the young people were married.”— N.
O. Picayune.
Pedantry rebuked.. —A young student,
vain of his Latin, was invited by a seafaring
uncle just returned from a long voyage, to
pay a visit to his ship. The lad, to parade
his learning, pointing affectedly to the wind
lass, asked, “ Quid est hoc 1” His uncle,
who though lie had gathered a little Latin
in his youth, scorned any ostentatious dis
play of it, took a twist of tobacco irom his
mouth, and gravely presenting it, replied
“ Hoc est quid.”
hew Medicine. —We intend soon lo offer
to the public anew article in the medicine
line, which is bound to take the shine off all
the patent pills and medicated lozenges in
the universe. It is nothing more nor less
than the Compound Extract of Sand Paper,
for scouring out foul stomachs, brightening
rusty ideas, and giving a keen edge to the
appetite.
Technical Remark. —A printer observing
two bailiffs pursuing an ingenious but dis
tressed author, remarked, “ that was anew
edition of ‘ The Pursuits of Literature,’ w
bound, but hot-pressed.”
“ Pray, Miss C.,” said a gentleman the
other evening, “ why is it that ladies are so
fond of qfficers?” “How stupid)” replied
Miss C., “ is it not perfectly natural and pro
pet that a lady should like a good offer, sirt”
A little further. —“ Put out your tongue
a little further, ma’am, if you please : a lit
tle further still.” “ Why, Doctor, do you
think that a woman’s tongue has no end !”
cried the fair invalid.