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serving does not, it seems, show Count Casimir thing in his case," said one of the gentlemen, galproper respect.”

lantly. " And what has Casimir to do with that peas- The countess turned on him the most virtuous

of glances, and again the glory seemed to shine “ How strange and absent you are, general ! around her head. When, however, she reëntered How should I know ?-he probably amuses him the chateau, and was alone in her boudoir with self."

the unhappy Josephinka, who had felt the angel's “ Well, then, I forbid you, sir, ever to amuse talons oftener than she had seen her wings, the yourself with that man-do you hear ? If you countess inquired, in somewhat harsh tones, if she disobey me, and I discover it, you may depend knew anything of Jakubski, or had ever heard upon being sent immediately to the gymnase of the name. Josephinka had not. She must be the nearest town;" and the count rode forward. very stupid, considering the time she had been at

“ Military men,” said the countess, with a the castle. Josephinka did not defend herself. slight shrug, “ have such strange manners and The countess felt nervous and irritable. Josefancies ! The idea of sending Casimir to a gym- phinka had an unfortunate way, when agitated, nase—to a common school !--now many people, of losing her head completely; and that morning, not knowing him, might imagine from such a in her trepidation, went the length of leaving her speech that he is actually brutal, whereas it is no mistress with a walking-boot on one foot, and a such a thing. The worst that can be said of the satin shoe on the other, a delinquency which was count is, that, at such a time of life, one has no only discovered as the countess was about to addelicacy of sentiment—the keen edge of sensibil- journ to the salon. This was too much. The ity has been worn off by friction with the world. unlucky abigail's attention was called to the error The only drawback to marriage," she added, turn- she had been guilty of; and, to the no small ing to her younger guests, " is the roughness of amusement of Casimir, her cheek was made acman's mind compared to own refinement. quainted with the sole of the said slipper. This I feel more than another, perhaps, who am When the angel entered the drawing-room, gifted with such extreme sensibility. As if I however, not one feather of her wings was rufcould live without my Casimir! Is not the tak- filed; and there were few men more envied by the ing him from my sight striking me blind? why male portion of the assembly than the happy posnot at once deprive me of ears, if I am no longer sessor of so much sweetness. As the general ento hear his voice ?"

tered the apartment, his eye was attracted by a The angel wings were fast spreading at her letter, or, more correctly speaking, a petitionback when the tenderest of mothers was awkward for there was no mistaking the manner in which ly interrupted by a rough, fat, old German bar- it was folded and directed—that lay, conspicuousoness, whose thirty-two quarterings seemed to croak ly, among many more elegant and far-travelled in her guttural accents as she exclaimed :- epistles upon the table. Hastily snatching it up,

“ Bah! machère, is that the way you bring up he thrust it into the breast-pocket of his coat. boys to be men in Poland-lying them to their “ Ladislas,” said the countess, in a coaxing mothers' apron-strings? His majesty the empe- voice-for the room was full-"you know the ror has been kind enough to take six of mine suc- petitions belong to me by right--they are the only cessively, and yet I am not aware that my sight secrets of yours I wish to surprise ; but really or hearing were ever affected by the fact, and you you have done so much for your estate, and I am should see what proper men they are-perfect so little known here as yet, that my own egotism giants, my dear. Now poor little Casimir is so prompts me to demand admittance into your coundelicate

sels on such occasions." “Oh,'' said the countess, with affected bonhomie, Later-later," said the count, hurriedly. and half-closed eyes,

“of course, my child could “ Later means never," replied the lady. scarce be expected to resemble yours. I know," “Well, then, never !” exclaimed her husband, she continued, turning to her Polish friends, “ 1 abruptly, and, rising, he left the room. am a foolish mother ; but if I cannot say, with The guests looked at each other. The general the Roman matron ‘here are my jewels,' I can was a well-meaning, but rough man ; thus might at least say with all sincerity, there is my only the glances be construed. treasure."

The count retired to his own chamber, and sat " You are building something there,” said one at his desk, with the paper unfolded before him. of the ladies. " What may it be?”

Neither the style, the hand-writing, nor the or“Oh, something about the count's late wife ; I thography were perfect ; yet all were superior to don't know-of course, I am too delicate to in- what might have been expected from a person quire. His heart is in the past,” she added, with whose education had been neglected ; nor was the a deep sigh, and upturned eyes. " I understand letter couched in terms that betrayed a vulgar mind. the late countess was so charming—so beautiful- It was an appeal of Pavel's. He represented how it is natural that he should never have got over he had, in every respect, conformed to the genhis loss."

eral's desires—how he had never alluded, nor “ It seems to me I should be consoled for every- would even now allude, to the past ; but that


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day's meeting had shown that the count could not hold the stalls, in balls, in private theatricals, in wash it out of his memory. Why not spare a lotteries, there are none more charitable than yourbeing who had never offended, the consciousness selves. You don't dislike going begging for the of being hated? Why not spare himself so de- poor from house to house, with the rarest veils on testable a sight? Why not give him (Pavel) the your heads ; but as to unseen, unknown charitymeans--the only boon he had ever asked—not as to obliging where the obligation bears no echo pecuniary, but legal, of quitting the domain-lib- -Well, vanity, thy name is 'woman.'” erty to sell the small property which had devolved “Of course," said the countess, “ you have a

This was all he would ever demand. type in your remembrance to whose perfection I He had been refused education-been refused ev- cannot pretend to aspire." ery chance of bettering his moral condition—all The count was fairly silenced, and, as usual on he now asked was the power, not of making him- such occasions, beat a hasty retreat. self happier, but of suffering less.

" Descend The steward was triumphant. He had received into your heart, were the concluding words— two commissions for Pavel, which he was fully

consult your own conscience, and then deny me aware would chafe his high spirit to the uttermost, this request if you can.”

and which he, of course, determined to execute in The count, crushing the letter in his hand to a a manner most likely to produce that effect. The ball, flung it among his waste papers, then ring-countess, to spare her beloved Casimir any chance ing the bell, ordered his steward to be called. of collision with the paternal will, which she knew

“ Duski,” he said, " let the youth you pointed to be as inflexible as her son's stubbornness was out to me this morning know that he is to send no unconquerable, had held an interview with Duski, more petitions here."

in which she had commissioned him to forbid the “ Has he had the insolence ?"

young peasant Jakubski the approach to the “ That's no concern of yours—have the good-chateau, or its immediate vicinity, so long as the ness to do my errand without comment."

family should be on the estate. No reason for Duski retired with a deep obeisance.

this contemptuous treatment did she assign. The “ Wretched boy!” murmured the count, as the steward transmitted the command of his master door closed ; and the rest of the day he was more and mistress in a manner which seemed to make morose than ever. When he entered the countess' them both emanate from the former. Pavel lisboudoir, he held an open letter in his hand-she tened with suppressed passion. was alone with Casimir.

“ The count is right," he said at length, with “Well, Sophie,” he said, “ here is a petition a bitter laugh—“quite right.” that chiefly concerns you.

It from the daughter “ Do these words imply a threat against our of an officer in your father's regiment—a Pole— lord ?” said Duski ; but Pavel turned his back a gentleman—at least so she says. She wishes upon him, and left the hut. her father, who has lost his reason, in consequence A bad son, a bad son," said old Jakubska, of a brain fever, to be placed in the lunatic asylum from her corner- a bad everything. You can't at Lemberg, and her brother at the free school, her think what I have to suffer from Pavel. He lays work being by no means adequate to their care and my food before me as one does before the brutes maintenance."

he never opens his mind to me on any subject, and “Oh, I'll send her a few florins," said the hardly ever speaks to me at all." countess, negligently.

“Ay,” said the steward, " he is a discontented, “ But, my dear, she does not ask florins-she disaffected soul-we have our eye on him-he 'll represents herself to be the daughter of a gentle- bring himself and you into trouble one day—but

It is our interest, our protection, that she it's all your own fault. Why did you, against desires. She says she is obliged to pay guardi- the express command of our lord, get him taught ans night and day for her father, and the boy reading and writing? And then a precious exgrows up wild for want of proper training." ample he has had in you, mother Jakubska-if

“ Nonsense !" said the countess, pettishly—you could see yourself with your watery eyes!" “ what do poor people want with education ?- “It's weeping over my son that does it-I when one has no money, one makes oneself a shall go blind with sorrow before long." footman ; and as to the father, it wants no interest "Ay, sorrow and brandy,” said the steward. to get him into the hospital.”

He was about to depart, but a sudden thought arWell, my dear Sophie, you know best what rested his footsteps. “ He, doubtless, takes from answer to make to your own petitioners : but it you the pension my lord allows you ?"! seems to me that you ought to bring your profes- That,” the old woman said, shaking her head, sions and your practice into more harmony.' “ would be nothing; but never a word of comfort

“My dear general, there are very few ladies, can be got out of him-never a word, good, bad, or I believe, so widely known as myself for their indifferent; and nobody," continued the gossip, unsparing exertions in favor of the poor.” “ will come near me, and my limbs are too weak

Ay," said the general, “you fine ladies have and too stiff now to carry me far, so that I am but a way of your own in such matters. So long as a poor, lone body, abandoned like a dog in his kenyour charity can vent itself in bazaars, where you nel--if it was n't for the drop of brandy that you



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speak of, master Duski, how could I ever keep my her family was numerous and young—there are heart up?"

many on the estate more deservingThe steward treasured in his memory that por- “ Not another word, Duski,” interrupted the tion of the widow's complaints which suited his count, severely; “ look to it that the pension be own views. Indeed, he had only listened to them paid regularly, and in full." in order to extract from her something that might “I believe," mentally ejaculated the steward, prove prejudicial to the object of his enmity. Noth- “ that if the late countess had chosen to dispose of ing could be more groundless than the old woman's Stanoiki by will to an utter stranger, the count malicious insinuations. Far from losing anything would yield possession. Well, I don't understand by Pavel, to which she had a claim, she continually great folks—he looks pretty sharp after his money, drained his own resources ; but she had tact enough too, on ordinary occasions, and clips my reckonings to perceive the version of the story which was most close enough, and he is not ashamed to lavish it on pleasing to the steward.

those worthless people.” A few days later, Duski was again in the count's From that day forth, Pavel did not darken the presence, with a large book under his arm, the do-precincts of the castle ; but the young count's main register, on whose pages were noted down, pleasure in his future domains was much curtailed, in categorical order, the names of the vassals, and by not having the savage-looking peasant to torvarious details concerning them and their families, ment, and watch the effect of his dawning tyranny as well as the exact allotment of each, and a speci- in his physiognomy. The visitors soon wearied fication of the tithes, charges, and feudal services of the monotony of the place, and departed, leaving belonging to its tenure. Then followed observa- the house more empty and more silent, much to the tions on the more or less regularity of performance, relief of the general, but greatly to the chagrin of a black cross marking the names of those who had his wife. At last autumn came, and with it a preattempted to pass off light weights of corn, grum- text for departure ; for the countess could never bled at lending their cattle, or kept more than their spend a winter away from the capital ; and her lawful number, by which means they could lend husband, seeming to take no more pleasure in a their master their worst teams, and keep their best tête-à-tête than herself, made no objection to the for their own use. There were, too, notices on plan of removing to Lemberg. the general character and behavior of the several The peasantry felt no regret when the travelling families, of course more or less favorable, accord-carriages were seen undergoing preparations for ing to the number and value of each peasant's vol- the journey. Their master had fulfilled none of untary contributions to the steward.

their expectations; and they accused themselves of The count, after looking over the most recent folly in ever having entertained them. They gazed annotations, turned hastily the pages, as if in search in gloomy silence on the chariot containing the of a name which he could not immediately find; at count and countess, each leaning back in a corner. last, losing patience, he said hurriedly

their son sitting between them, as it rolled away And that young man- 1—that Jakubski—what of from the chateau, followed by several britzskas him ?—what sort of character does he bear in the with their suite. The countess affected to sleep, village ?"

to avoid being troubled with her husband's conver“ The very worst, my lord. He ill-treats the sation, who, however, was wrapt in thought, whilst poor, old, bed-ridden woman, his mother, and takes Casimir was assiduously emptying a large paper from her all the money your grace has been so of bonbons, with which, despite the general's degood as to allow her. Moreover, he is averse to sires in that respect, his mother never failed to the discharge of his duties—it is next to impossible gratify her beloved Casimir. to extract the dues from him. He is a sulky, ill- This journey, how little satisfactory soever it tempered man—it could scarce be otherwise, son might be to any of the parties concerned, was, to of such an old drunkard as his mother."

the great vexation of the countess in particular, to A shade of pain passed over the count's counte- be frequently repeated ; but, as she said to some of

her most intimate friends, “ Everyone in this “ If I might humbly venture to suggest,” con- world has a cross to bear;" a favorite expression tinued the steward," that woman wants no pension with many people who hardly know what it is to now—her son can manage the land his father and have a cross in life. brothers left. When the late countess granted it,



in all respects superior to the method of printing by The Monthly Review for February, 1782, con- single types, we cannot suppose that it would have tains a brief article on the “ Biographical Memoirs proved unsuccessful. Sufficient trial was made, of William Ged, including a particular account of and though perhaps some unfair practices were his progress in the art of block-p ing.” “We chargeable on certain persons who were interested have here," it says, some authentic documents in opposing or undermining Mr. Ged's undertaking, of an ingenious though unsuccessful invention, and yet both our universities and private printers seem some fugitive memoirs of the inventor and his fam- to be nothing loath in consigning not only the artist, ily. Mr. Ged's scheme for block-printing, with his but his performances, to that oblivion from which execution of the specimen which he produced, were these Memoirs are designed to rescue them.” certainly curious ; but had his invention been found


From the Spectator, of 8 Sept. the adviser and helper of his flock, by his acutePRACTICAL CHRISTIANITY.

ness in fulfilling that office actively and efficiently, Doctrine floats upon the uncertain waters of and by his untiring zeal, which no worldly interlanguage, and cannot but share in its fluctuations est or failing health could abate. His promotion as the stream grows broader and more open to the to the rectory of Christ Church in Southwark, by winds of thought; but there are things more stead- the Bishop of Winchester, is an example which fast than doctrine. The spectator of the world's can scarcely fail to animate others. Again, in life, through the last two generations, cannot fail asking Mr. Brown to name a successor for Bethto derive consolation and support under every

nal Green, who should be able to continue the doubt from observing the remarkable train of phe-ministry in a similar spirit, the Bishop of London nomena in the matter of ecclesiastical affairs. We has given a high authoritative sanction to the same are not now considering any theological doctrines, view, from a quarter in which many would have their nature and merits—which is indeed a func- been very unwilling to look for it. tion that we uniformly disclaim ; but we are sim

Meanwhile, controversy and doctrinal warfare ply reviewing the relation of such matters to the go on, not interrupted, though elevated and perexternal world, intellectual and material.

We haps sweetened, by this sort of spiritual chivalry, observe that, while controversy has not at all re- which recognizes a broad truth denied by none laxed in its activity, it has lost much of its malig- but a very debased and perverted ignorance—that nancy, on all sides; as if men, through all their active beneficence cannot be oppugnant to truth dissensions, more firmly united in the faith that nor uncongenial to divine will. with the development of human faculties must come a more enlightened and a more worthy con

TRAVELLING IN ITALY. ception of the divine powers that rule the uni

The following lively sketch of a short journey Whatever may be the merit of doctrines

in the Italian States, is extracted from a letter of now severally advocated, we believe it is impossible to deny these striking facts—that zeal, though

our own correspondent” in the London Times: not less zealous, is less intolerant; that orthodoxy

Naples, August 18.

I reached the office of the malle poste (in Rome) is less supercilious, dissent less oppugnant, in- at 5 o'clock in the afternoon precisely, and as I had quiry less presumptuous ; to a great extent bigot- been told that the arrangements were of the most ry has laid aside its malignancy, and free-thinking positive nature, and that as the clock struck the of the freest kind is no longer blank scepticism. coach would start, I had been fully employedIn every distraction of council, through every newspaper correspondents ever ars—up 10 the last change of doubt, a more reverential and trusting moment, and even abandoned an excellent cutlet, on recognition of eternal influences is apparent ; and this bustle, for when I arrived the coach was quietly

“ time” being called ; but I might have saved all at the same time, even the highest representatives in the remise, the horses busy with their last feed of orthodoxy are awakened to a remembrance that of barley, and the courier taking his siesta. The authority may be graced and strengthened by be only persons I saw employed were a priest, and a neficence ; which is indeed to the simple and ig- clerk of the post-office, who appeared to entertain norant the highest and most intelligible manifesta- a most confidential communication.

The courier and the clerk looked hard at the tion of authority. There can be no question that the Church of England has lost an immense paid no attention to what they said, until both open

stranger, and seemed to have a design on him. I amount of influence, for extending its moral au- ing a double battery at once explained that my conthority and for strengthening its own position, by sent was required to robbing the administration, neglecting its office as the adviser and helper of and at the same time suffocating myself by admitthe poor, the ignorant, and the helpless; an office ting two extra fares. To this I stoutly demurred ; performed by every church that zealously and in- but when asked in the name of God and of religion telligently seeks its own enlargement.

not to separate three sisters of charity, who had A new spirit, however, is awakening. Lord

been ordered by their superior to proceed to Naples,

how could I hold out? I insisted, however, on the Ashley has avowedly been animated in his benev- exclusion of the extra gentleman ; and thus it was olent exertions among helpless and proscribed settled that in this bonnet-box of a malle poste were classes by a spirit of piety, and has evidently ex- to be packed five instead of four--namely, the torted a respect for that spirit which would have courier, myself, and the three sisters. I hope they been very generally denied to its mere dogmatic are not fat, I inwardly exclaimed ; as yet we had assertion. Within the church itself, we have seen nothing of them, the thing being so well mannoticed the labors of such men as the late incum- to be put on outside the gates.' There, true enough,

aged to avoid the inspector's eyes that the screw was bent of St. Matthias, Bethnal Green ; and the were the priest and the three good women in waitsequel, the events that have occurred since our ing ; two monsters of obesity, and the third a sweet notice of “ The Poor Man's Pic-nic," have been pretty creature of eighteen, with a shape like a not less interesting. The Reverend Joseph Brown poplar tree, and a pair of dark eyes never intended is, we believe, held by the highest authorities to

by nature for a nunnery. Fortunately the two stout be unexceptionable in his ministry; however, that

ladies occupied one seat, and the novice sat between by which he has been distinguished is not doctri- having been so close to two men, and for the first

me and the courier, for the first time in her life nal force of utterance or polemical vigor, but his time having embarked on so long an excursion. enlarged conception of the office of a pastor as I never met such simple-minded, good creatures,

in my life; models of neatness and propriety in nervousness, carried about her, order was restored. mind and person, innocent and cheerful as lambs, The fat sisters blubbered, the novice trembled. Fra and nothing starched about them, save their nicely- Gerolimo came off with flying colors, and though folded snow-white bands and tuckers. The guard the dear ladies slept no more, and each in turn told them how well I had behaved, and they were would mistake a distant tree for a robber, the night predisposed in my favor, particularly when they passed over tolerably well, until we passed the saw a sleek, portly, well-fed personage, such as Pontine Marshes, and daylight appeared to guide “our own correspondent” ever should be, and I us to Terracina. Then we took leave of the Rogained at once their good-will and unbounded con- man States, and at a short distance further on, we fidence. I took care that my traveller's stories halted before a sentimental gateway which marks should be worthy of their ears; and when I told the Neapolitan frontier. them of my campaigns, and how I got lodgings on We were all paraded before the gate, while an the banks of the Mincio, by persuading an old lady inspector from the board of health was satisfying that she was secretly beloved by Charles Albert, himself that we had no cholera about us, and inand a bed at the French camp by representing my- quiring most particularly how long it was since we self as Pio Nono in disguise—how I had tamed had quitted England. Receiving to all questions the wild Indians in Mexico, and converted the very satisfactory replies, the word “avantiwas harem at Constantinople, they were struck with heard, and forward we went, the courier taking the astonishment, and absolutely loved me for the lead, the sisters of charity in line, and “our own" “danger” I had passed. The great object of their bringing up the rear. Thence we went on to Fondi, curiosity was to ascertain who I was, and on what where is the frontier custom-house, and as I was the business I was going to Naples and Gaeta. On that bearer of despatches for a northern court, I was head I was tormented in a manner worthy of the treated with profound respect, and neither was my Inquisition, and the novice declared she would close luggage nor ihat of the sisters examined. As the her dark eyes, and not let me see them again during Neapolitan malle poste takes but one passenger, my the whole journey, unless I told the truth. three companions had to be removed to another car

Thus entreated I could no longer refuse, and riage. The Fra and his sisters parted perhaps with strict injunctions to secrecy, admitted I was never to meet again. How we did shake hands!., the Archbishop of California, travelling incognito, and only known, when it was necessary I should be known, as Fra Gerolimo. This frank avowal won

THE GREAT SUGAR DISCOVERY. their entire confidence. The two stout ladies would We had occasion, some days ago, to translate have smothered me, and sweet sister Agatha was from the Courrier des Etats Unis a brief account melting with affection. No wonder, the weather of a great discovery by M. Melsens, a Belgian was at tallow heat, and we were five in the malle chemist, of a process by which he could, almost at poste. I not only gave mine, but I won their full confidence, and I found that the two fat souls had once, extract the saccharine matter–or, in other spent their whole time in visiting hospitals, and words, precipitate the sugar—from the juices of the waiting on the sick. As to the young thing, she beet root and sugar-cane ; expressing some doubt had been locked up in a convent at Tivoli for the whether “a pinch of the marvellous substance,” last six years, and she was now going to be im- which M. Melsens was said to employ, could promured at Naples for the rest of her blessed life, or duce such an extraordinary result. at least until the beauty of her shape was gone,

The Journal des Debats, last received, states that and the lustre of her dark eye faded. I had a long conversation with her, as the two older sisters the discovery continues to occupy all minds, not dropped in sleep their double chins in their ample only in France, but wherever the production of white bosomkerchiefs ; and I can say that a sweet- sugar is of importance. The results upon a grand er, gentler, or more angelic victim was never offered scale, in one of the principal factories in Belgium, on the altar of good works, than the resigned and during the past season, have justified fully, it is beautiful Agatha.

said, the scientific deductions and experiments of Thus we travelled on, the fat sisters buried in sleep—the courier making the most of his time in

the laboratory the same manner-and no one awake and talking

At Paris, the experiments ordered by governbut the novice and myself, until we arrived at the ment appear to have been not less conclusive. Two stage between Albano and Velletri, and were told commissioners of the Belgian government, Messrs. that the up mail had been robbed and the passen- Paul Claes and J. T. Stas, charged to inspect gers ill-treated. What an alarm was now in our them, in stating the result in their official report, little camp, and how did the stout frame of Fra give the following summary—which, we must say, Gerolimo advance in value! The fat nuns wished to throw themselves into my arms, and Agatha

is not altogether of the most lucid character. nestled close to my side in the full confidence of 1st. The process of M. Melsens, when introartless friendship. The robbers had quarrelled duced, will constitute an entire change in the manuamong themselves. One was murdered by the facture of sugar, both from the cane and the beet. knives of his companions, and as his body was 2d. It will permit the extraction of 33 per cent. found, suspicion was directed against others seen more sugar from the beet root than is generally in his company, against whom the police were in obtained at this time in most of our factories. full pursuit. I calmed my dovecot by showing that 3d. It permits the employment of means of such as the police were on the roads, all other robbers a character that the yield of the sugar-cane may would take care to be out of the way, and that it be doubled. was not probable the mail would be plundered twice 4th. It will furnish sugars of superior qualities, in the same day. The courier took the same line both as regards whiteness and flavor. of argument, and with our joint aid, and of a 5th. The chemical agent, which is the base of vinaigrette, which sister Martha, who was given to the new process, has no noxious qualities.

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