And do you not remember the name of the artist ?" asked Chantrey. Rogers replied that, from the period which had elapsed, he should not be able to recall either his name or his person to recollection. Chantrey then informed him, no doubt much to his surprise, that it was he himself who had executed these ornaments before he entered upon his career as a sculptor, when, we have heard, Sir Francis was in the habit of executing carvings in wood for any one who might employ him.-Church of England Journal.

EUGENE SUE AND THE UNKNOWN.-It has been the custom, says the Parisian Journal des Debats, for the great novelist, notwithstanding his reputation as a man of fashion, to spend much of his time in visiting the garrets of the city, relieving the poor, and at the same moment gathering a deep knowledge of human nature. On a dark and sleety night last November, he was standing in one of the most wretched holes in Paris, where a poor widow and her children were lying in a state of shocking destitution. They were without bread, or covering, or fire, and the beauty of one of the orphan children, a girl of some fifteen, added interest to the scene. TITIAN.-The anecdote of Charles having twice Sue gave them money and left, resolved to call the picked up this great artist's pencil, and presented it next day. He did call, and to his utter astonish- to him, saying: "To wait on Titian was service ment, found the widow and her children surrounded for an Emperor," is well known; but we do not reby all the comforts of life-fire on the hearth, Bo- member often to have met with the following: Tilogna sausages in profusion, and in fact every-tian had painted the portrait of Charles several times, thing necessary to make home happy. In the but now being called to the court of that prince, he midst of this scene of profusion stood a slender for the last time painted his portrait, just as it then young man very handsomely dressed. He was appeared in the latter part of his life; and this the cause of this sudden relief; the widow and picture also much pleased the renowned Emperor. her daughters blessed him with tears in their Certain it is, that the very first portrait Titian drew eyes. Eugene Sue was much struck by this token of him so struck him with admiration, that he would of feeling in one so young, brilliant, and gay. never sit to any other artist; and for every portrait When the young fashionable left, he followed, Titian took of him, he gave him a thousand crowns determined to ascertain his residence, and after in gold. Titian in all painted three portraits of the much trouble, saw him enter a carriage near the Emperor; and when he last sat to him, at the conPlace Vendome, and drive to the Chasse d'Anton. clusion of the picture, Charles said with emphasis, Sue followed, and saw the stranger enter the Hotel of "This is the third time I have triumphed over death." the Duc de R. He waited an hour for his reappearance, and at last saw a beautiful young lady of high rank come out of the hotel and enter the carriage. In that lady Sue recognised, not only the handsome dandy, but the Princesse d'Orleans, one of the daughters of Louis Philippe !

ROGERS AND CHANTREY-THE BARD AND THE SCULPTOR. In the breakfast room of Mr. Rogers, in his house in St. James's Place, stands a mahogany pillar or pedestal, about three feet high, on which a vase is usually placed, and which is ornamented with carvings very ingeniously done, and evidently executed by the hand of an artist of no small skill. It happened about twenty-five years ago that Chantrey, the sculptor, was one morning breakfasting with Rogers, when the latter, seeing the eye of his guest directed towards this pillar, took occasion to mention the ornamental part of it as the work of an unpretending but ingenious carver in wood, whom he had employed to do it about twenty years before.

least, Sir Robert Peel was his contemporary, and it is
PEEL AND BYRON AT SCHOOL.-Last, and not
now with very odd feeling, that we read the anecdote
in Byron's life, that when a great fellow of a boy-
tyrant, who claimed little Peel as a fag, was giving
him a castigation, Byron came and proposed to share
it. "While the stripes were succeeding each other,
and poor Peel writhing under them, Byron saw, and
felt for the misery of his friend: and although he
knew that he was not strong enough to fight *
with any hope of success, and that it was dangerous
even to approach him, he advanced to the scene cf
action, and with a blush of rage, tears in his eyes,
and a voice trembling between terror and indigna
tion, asked very humbly if *
* would be
pleased to tell him 'how many stripes he meant to
inflict?' 'Why,' returned the executioner, you
little rascal, what is that to you? Because if you
please,' said Byron, 'I would take half."-William
Howitt.

QUEEN VICTORIA AND THOMAS CAMPBELL.-The Low BIRTH-An incitement to high deeds, and following story narrates the most graceful compli- the attainment of lofty station. Many of our greatment and delicate return ever made by royalty. "Il est men have sprung from humble origin, as the was at her Majesty's coronation in Westminster lark, whose nest is on the ground, soars nearest to Abbey," said Campbell," and she conducted herself heaven. Narrow circumstances are the most powerso well, during the long and fatiguing ceremony, that I shed tears many times. On returning home, I resolved, out of pure esteem and veneration, to send her a copy of all my works. Accordingly, I had them bound up, and went personally with them to Sir Henry Wheatley; who, when he understood my errand, told me that her Majesty made it a rule to decline presents of this kind, as it placed her under obligations which were unpleasant to her. Say to her Majesty, Sir Henry, I replied, that there is not a single thing the queen can touch with her sceptre in any of her dominions which I covet: and I therefore entreat you, in your office, to present them with my devotion as a subject; but the next day they were returned. "I hesitated," continued Campbell, "to open the parcel; but on doing so, I found, to my inexpressible joy, a note enclosed, desiring my autograph upon them. Having complied with the wish I again transmitted the books to her Majesty; and in the course of a day or two received in return this elegant engraving, with her Majesty's autograph, as you see below. He then directed particular attention to the royal signature, which was in her Majesty's usual bold and beautiful hand-writing."

ful stimulants to mental expansion, and the early frown of fortune the best security for her final smiles. A nobleman who painted remarkably well for an amateur, showing one of his pictures to Poussin, the latter exclaimed: "Your lordship only requires a little poverty to make you a complete artist." The conversation turned upon the antiquity of different Italian houses, in the presence of Sextus V. when Pope, he maintained that he was the most illustrious of any, for being half unroofed, the light entered on all sides, a circumstance to which he attributed his having been enabled to exchange it for the Vatican.

MILTON'S HOUSE IN LONDON.-This memorable

dwelling is yet standing. It no longer opens into St. James's Park. The ancient front is now the back, and overlooks the fine old, but house-surrounded garden of Jeremy Bentham. Near the top of this ancient front is a stone, bearing the inscription"Sacred to Milton, the prince of poets." This was placed there by no less distinguished a man than William Hazlitt, who rented the house some years, purely because it was Milton's. Bentham, when he was conducting people round his garden, which is ALEXANDER DUMAS.-It is known that this versa- now in the occupation of Mr. Gibb, the engineer, tile romance writer has been in trouble with his used to make them sometimes go down upon their publishers, because he did not meet his engagements. knees to this house. The house is tall and narrow, Two newspaper publishers had engaged him to and has nothing striking about it. No doubt, when write exclusively for their papers, but he contrived it opened into St. James's Park, it was pleasant; now nevertheless to spin out seven volumes, sundry plays, it fronts York street, which runs in a direct line from and other matters besides. His journey to Spain the west end of Westminster Abbey. It is No. 19, and afterwards to Algiers of course deranged his and is occupied by a cutler. The back, its former plans, and stopped his supplies to the publishers, who front, is closed in by a wall, leaving but a very on his return instituted a suit for damages. M. narrow court; but above this wall, as already said, Dumas defended himself personally but not success-looks into the pleasant garden of the late venerable fully, if we may judge by the following, which was philosopher.-W. Howitt's Homes and Haunts of placarded all over Paris recently: British Poets.

To close a seizure of personal property. Will be sold at the public outcry of the Civil Tribunal, at Versailles, on Thursday, 25th February, at noon, a valuable estate situated at Port Marly, on the high road from Versailles to Saint German-en-Laye (arrondissement of Versailles). It comprises the land planted with trees, a principal edifice ornamented with tourelles, a summer-house surrounded by water, situated behind the principal building, and called the Island of Monte-Christo. The Villa and the Island of Monte-Christo, with their marvellous appendages, will be offered at the upset price of forty thousand francs.

M. Dumas will find it easy to pay this judgment by his record of his African travels, and his gatherings of things curious, whimsical and narratable in and of Old Spain.

ANECDOTE OF SIR HENRY FANSHAWE.-LADY FANSHAWE relates to her son the following anecdote of his grandfather Sir Henry Fanshawe, who lived in Queen Elizabeth's reign.

He had great honor and generosity in his nature, to show you a little part of which, I will tell you this of him. He had a horse that the then Earl of Exeter was much pleased with, and Sir Henry esteemed, because he deserved it. My Lord, after some apology, desired Sir Henry to let him have his horse, and he would give him what he would; he replied, "My lord, I have no thought of selling him, but to serve you I bought him of such a person, and gave so much for him, and that shall be the price to you, as I paid, being sixty pieces;" my Lord Exeter said, "That's too much, but I will give you, Sir Henry, fifty;" to which he made no answer. LORD ERSKINE'S FONDNESS FOR PUNNING.-IN Next day, my lord sent a gentleman with sixty piethis forbidden ground, the region of puns, wit's low-ces, Sir Henry made answer, "That was the price he est story, Erskine would disport himself with more paid, and once had offered him to my lord at, but not than boyish glee. He fired off a double-barrel when being accepted, his price now was eighty;" at the encountering his friend, Mr. Maylem, at Ramsgate. receiving of this answer, my Lord Exeter stormed, The latter observed that his physician had ordered and sent his servant back with seventy pieces, Sir him not to bathe. "Oh then," said Erskine, "you Henry said," That since my lord would not take him are Malum prohibitum.'" My wife, however," at eighty pieces, he would not sell him under a hunresumed the other, "does bathe." "Oh then," said dred pieces, and if he returned with less he would Erskine, perfectly delighted," she is Malum in se." not sell him at all;" upon which my Lord Exeter Townsend's Lives of eminent Judges. sent one hundred pieces and had the horse.