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is entirely forbidden. He will see no one, admit no one, || presence of some visitor, and placing the miniature in but his friends and colleagues of the Convention.” her bosom, and wiping the tears from her eyes, in a
" Then you refuse me!" she inquired in a tone of calm and collected voice she bade him enter. The despair and disappointment.
por opened, and a tall and cadaverous person, in the “I do! I do! my child, my child !" and the old man capacity of Capitaine du Surveillance, stood before her. sank into his chair and wept bitterly.
“ Your business, sir ?" demanded she. The female seized the opportunity to quit the apart
come, citizeness, answered the officer, “in the ment by the same way in which she had entered-having name of the Republic, to receive what intelligence you followed in the wake of the geňs d'armes and secreted have to communicate to citizen Marat.” herself in a small recess of the corridor 'till such time “ It is to him alone, replied the female, that I can as they departed, when the interview we have just narra- disclose strong and important facts ; with you, sir, I can ted took place.
hold no communication, and courtesying, she was about Lost in the intensity of his feelings the old man to retire into an inner apartment. neither heard nor saw her departure, and when he “Your pardon, citizeness, I am ordered not to lose looked up, he could scarcely believe but that the past sight of you 'till I am in possession of those facts," while, scene was some illusion of the brain and not the words at the same moment, he attempted to intercept her and acts of reality. He cast his eyes upon the picture passage to the door to which she was retreating: of his daughter; a thousand horrible figures were present With the agility of a deer, she bounded past him, and ed to his imagination; he felt sick at heart, he rushed to seizing a small pistol which lay upon the chimney-piece, the window to breathe the morning breeze that was now held him at bay. 'Attempt to intercept me," she rustling among the gardens of Paris, and cresting the exclaimed, and that moment is your last.” She entered blue and silent waters of the Seine. The grey dawn the apartment--the door was closed and bolted in an was setting on his misty throne, on the summits of the instant, while the minion of authority departed, abashed, mountains, while one by one were fading the tapers of chagrined and disappointed. the night—the lark was trilling his lay in the heavens, The evening of that day had arrived, heavy clouds and all the earth was awaking in its mantle of beauty i were gathering in the heavens, and the distant hurtling and fragrance--he gazed wildly upon the scene, but the of thunder foretold that a tempest was fast approaching. cool air felt to him as a furnace, he gasped for breath; | The citizens bad sought their homes for shelter, and a every object grew dim before his vision, and he sank on
death-like stillness pervaded all around. Darker and the floor, hopeless, helpless and alone.
darker grew each moment, 'till, at length, one deep, ima THE DENOUMENT.
penetrable veil of night enveloped the heavens and the The morning which dawned was the Sabbath, but no
earth, and the voice of the elements burst forth in ter marks were visible to denote the same. No priest was
rific fury. It seemed as if the Supreme Judge were deseen bending his steps to the house of prayer. In place nouncing his anathema against the blood-polluted walls of the trim-attired citizen, was beheld the soldier with of Paris. At that hour of storm and tempest, a solitary his implements of war and blood. Groups of unwashed female was seen threading the dark and intricate streets and haggard artizans were hurrying to their professions of the city. Nothing appalled by the darkness of the --the sound of labor every where struck upon the ear.
hour, she boldly pursued her course, 'rill, at last, she The wine house, the halls of gaming, and temples of entered the Rue De Saint Dennis. With caution she amusement all were thrown open, and contributed to glanced around her, then hastily ascending the steps of banish from the mind of man the day that the Lord had the mansion of Marat, she applied the iron knocker set apart for bis praise. One bell alone which fell with such vehemence, that the whole street echoed heavily upon all hearts, told that the work of slaughter from the sound. After a considerable pause a figure had commenced. As we have said, the victims of that presented itself at an upper casement, and demanded sacred morning were Doumouriez and Vergniand—their the reason of so furious a summons.
“I wish to speak trial had immediately followed their arrest--the evi- with citizen Marat," was the answer. dence was summary_they were convicted, sentenced, “ 'Tis impossible," replied the person at the caseand their blood helped to swell the human tide that ment, and was about to withdraw. daily and hourly rolled around that tribunal of terror “ 'Tis an affair that concerns the safety of the Republic. and of death.
I come from Caen, and my sojourn in Paris will admit On this morning, immediately after the execution, aof no delay. Fear nothing from me, I am but a woman." young female called at the house of Marat, and presented The figure withdrew from the window, and after an a letter, requesting an interview. Her application was absence of nearly ten minutes, the heavy iron bars that unsuccessful. She was told that no interview could be secured the door within, were heard to give way, and granted. Sick and dispirited, she retraced her steps to the female stranger was admitted to the mansion of the the Hotel du Providence, and in the silence of her Republican Tyrant. The door was again made secure, chamber, sat meditating how she could accomplish the and the old woman, for such was the Cerberus of tho sole object of her existence-a personal interview with | mansion, conducted the young female, by the feeble the minister of terror. In her hand she held a miniature, light of a little lamp, through several ancient and curiwhich she bathed with her tears, and covered with her ously-formed passages, 'till, at length, they stood before kisses. A gentle knock at the door apprised her of the a small door in a gloomy corridor. The old woman
gave three distinct knocks upon it, when a tremulous !! I find more food there for the guillotine ? Speak! voice within cried, “ In the name of the Republic, enter!" speak! What dangers threaten the Republic. Tell She applied her finger to what seemed a secret spring, me, that my fiat may go forth for their destruction. and the door flying open, the den of the monster was Speak, speak!" and as he finished, he sunk back into revealed to view. From the roof hung an iron lamp by the bath from exhaustion. a chain of the same material, whose light faintly dispel “You have heard of Charlotte Corday?" said the ed the gloom of the apartment. At the farther end was female, standing closely to Marat. seen the head and shoulders of an old and hideous-look " Yes !" said he, “the betrothed of Beauchamp. She, ing man, who was reclining in a bath—his right arm and too, must perish. The axe thirsteth for her blood. hand rested upon a block of wood which served as a Knowest thou augbt of the traitress ?” desk, where were implements of writing, with which he “I do!” replied she, “but Marat shall never live to was busily employed. He did not deign to cast his eyes bebold her perish.” upon the female, but muttered in a low and almost stifled
“Say'st thou—thou speak'st in riddles, my Diana. voice, “Your pardon, La Belle Cityoenne, you must Tell me of her-how-where is she to be found ?" wait!” Then waving his hand to the old woman, she “Here!” exclaimed she, and at the same moment quitted the apartment.
drew from her bosom the poignard. The old man Thus left alone with the man of blood and terror-it' endeavored to raise himself in the bath, but, like a is natural enough to suppose that fear would have seized tigress she sprung upon him. With her left hand she upon a young and helpless female, but she trembled not grasped him by the throat. “Mercy! mercy !” he -her pulse beat as regularly as in her most placid ejaculated, in a voice of desperation and despair. moments-her eye was intently fixed upon the minister Mercy! ha! ha! ha!" and she laughed in exultaof murder, and she only felt anxious for a fitting op- tion as the wretch, in the agony of fear, appealed to her portunity to plant her poignard in his heart.
pity for preservation. Mercy! dar'st thou to sue for Marat, at length ceased writing, and turning towards mercy, thou grey-headed rusilan? 'uis a word unknown her, with a ghastly smile exclaimed, “Ah, citizeness, to thy tribunal of murder. Seek it of the elements, into had I been aware that one so young and beauteous as which, as a dog, according to thy creed, thou say’st we yourself had thus been waiting, these important matters shall resolve!” She raised her arm to give force to the would have been deferred. Now, what seek you? Speak, blow. Marat, rendered desperate from all hope of and freely. Marat can refuse nothing to beauty like rescue being denied to him, struggled fearfully, but in yours.”
vain. The poignard descended. The blood spouted citizen," she replied, “lo tell you of danger forth from his heart, and tinged the water of the bath. that threatens the Republic.”
He made an effort to call, but the cry was feeble; his “ How-when-where,” he ejaculated. Nothing but eyes glared wildly in their sockets, and his head fell upon plots-nothing but treason. No matter, they must be his bosom. “Frederic !" she exclaimed, “thou art cunning who can outwit Marat."
avenged! The sacrifice is accomplished !” She re“In Paris, perhaps," interrupted the female—but | laxed her grasp of the body, and it fell sullenly among there are spirits beyond it. I come from Caen. I the water. The door of the apartment was burst open. wished to impart my intelligence this morning, but I The servants of Marat rushed in, oaths and imprecawas rudely driven from your door, and afterwards insult- tions were heaped upon her. She made no replyed, by your order, in my hotel, by the officer of surveil- l offered no resistance, but a smile of satisfaction played lance."
upon her beauteous features as they dragged her to the “ Your pardon, La Belle Cityoenne. I knew not that tribunal of the Republic. it was a goddess who sought me. Well, what seek you? The morning beams shone brilliantly on the towers What injuries can I redress? Who has deceived you ? and turrets of Paris. The axe of the guillotine awaited Speak, speak, my divinity. The word of Marat is his for a victim. It waited not long. A young and elegant death warrant.” And the old man seized the pen, eager girl ascended the scaffold; in her hand she held a rose. to add another victim to his catalogue of destruction. A black veil shrouded her features from the gaze of the
The young female advanced nearer to the hoary ruf-l populace. The executioner approached to prepare her fian. Marat, with difficulty, stretched forth his with for the axe. Proudly she waved her hand for him to ered arms as if he expected she would drop into them desist. She removed the veil. She stood revealed to in gratitude for his sanguinary proffer. But she paused, view. Reader, the victim was the destroyer of the and casting her eyes upon him, in which the lightning monster Marat-the affianced bride of the murdered of revenge was flashing—“You remember Frederic Beauchamp-Charlotte Corday! Beauchamp!" said she.
Marat convulsively started in the water. of Beauchamp seemed to awaken the slumbering spirit That man must have a strange value for word, when of the monster. “ Ab, ha!" he exclaimed, his whole he can think it worth while to hazard the innnocence countenance gleaming with demoniac fury. “Beau- and virtue of his son, for a little Greek and Latin, champ, the traitor. Yes, citizeness, he expiated his whilst he should be laying the solid foundation of knowlprinciples on the scaffold. Caen!—he was the spirit 'edge in his mind, and furnishing it with just rules to of that province. Is rebellion not yet subdued? Must direct his future progress in life.-Locke.
est gems, their priceless treasures, were their children.
In fact, wherever woman has participated in the affairs INFLUENCE OF WOMAN.-PAST AND PRESENT.
of a nation, her voice has ever influenced it. In the It has ever been acknowledged by the reflecting and dark ages, when learning and religion were confined to a the wise, that the power possessed and wielded by few bigoted monasteries, and almost unknown to the woman, is great, and to be used or abused for the good world, woman exercised but little sway over the public or evil of mankind. States revolutionized, cities burnt, mind. Plunged in ignorance; limited to the rude kings dethroned, empires overthrown, unite to prove it household employment of the age; they were considered
In the page of history her name is indellibly writ as mere slaves. Rude strength was then the test of ten, whether it be for superiority in virtue or crime; superiority, violent and fierce sports, or the bloody whether it be for the admiration or detestation of a “trade of war," engrossed the “lords of creation." world! There it is stamped—let us deeply ponderBut when the crusaders gave to chivalry the refinements upon it! Numberless are the examples in the lessons and luxury of the Orientals, woman asserted her power. of the past, which, in tones of fearful warning, speak to That power which had been so long smothered only to the hearts of all-“ Beware!"
burst out when it found vent, like a long-hidden volcanic On the other hand, we may be strengthened in the fire, in a fiercer, brighter flame. The presiding genius exercise of every virtue, by the contemplation of those of the age was—Beauty. She fostered the high, chibeautiful traits of character, those high heroic actions of valric daring of the knights who flew to arms in the the buried past, which, amid the surrounding gloom, cause of the oppressed; she presided at tournaments with an undying, unwavering brilliancy," burns through- and fêtes, as the Queen of Beauty, and the rewarder of out all Time."
noble deeds. A Nero was formed by the pernicious counsels of The knight who breathed nought but vengeance in the woman; an Antony lost the world by the persuasive arts battle field, or defied his implacable foe to mortal comand beauty of a Cleopatra. A woman stepped forth in bat in the lists, became “calm and gentle as an infant's the hour of her country's peril, breathed hope in the slumber," in presence of the fair. His angry passions hearts of despairing warriors, and led them forth to con- hushed; his taunts and boastful words changed to the quer. Victory perched upon her banners, and the Maid language of love and gallantry. He acknowledged the of Orleans received the crown of martyrdom! And who'potency of, and yielded a willing obedience to the could have caused the desolation of the fatal night of charms of woman. Hers, however, was not the magic blood, when the guardian genius of France slumbered ; influence of mind. The fair damsels of rank were but when the alarm rang in the midnight air, and the shrieks little versed in philosophic, classic, or poetic love. To of the living were mingled with the agonizing groans of read the wild but absorbing romances of those times; to the dying, “ piercing the dull ear of night ?" Who, but sing to the lute the love-lays of the Troubadours; to sit woman, base, unprincipled, ambitious woman? Who, at their everlasting embroidery, shading Powers that had but a Catharine de Medici, could thus have played upon no parallel in nature; this was all they wished or rethe passions of a weak son, and cansed him to shed the quired. That age is past-its ideas, prejudices, feelings blood of thousands of Huguenots, to gratify her love of with it “in the deep ocean buried.” Now intellect, power? Another form rises before me, but how unlike genius, assert their independence, and here, again, the former. Isabella of Castile, I hail thee! Patroness woman, Proteus-like, assumes a new form of influence. and friend of the great “ world-finder," thy name ever Splendid have been the creations of her mind. Released be honored! The influence of thy friendship shall be from the arbitrary fetters which had, for ages, bound felt, 'uill the world is not. The maiden monarch of Eng. it, the wing of Genius soars in power Omnipotent. Need land, too, though arbitrary and severe in her govern we point to a Siddons, a Baillie, a More, an Edgeworth, ment, and her fame stained with a dark spot which can names which dare compare with the noblest of man's, in never be effaced, yet gave an impulse to commerce and their respective walks? These, and hundreds of others industry, which is still felt throughout the world. She exercise a vast amount of influence over the present age, showed what woman can do when possessed of power which will be carried far into the future. Education to sway the destinies of a mighty people!
has, indeed, done wonders for the sex.
But religion The general character of a nation must ever depend has done still more ; it has taught them to look beyond upon that of its women. The stern lawgiver of Spartathis life, which is but preparatory to another; as a state knew this when he created those laws which made the of probation, where we are all placed to aid one another females participate with their husbands and brothers in with counsel and comfort. And it is in this, woman the rude, violent games of the age. Thus they became should find the proper exercise of her faculties. Far bold, patriotic and daring-exhorting their sons when retired from the busy highways of Ambition, she should they went forth to battle, "to return with their shield, I wander in the shady, green lanes of domestic life. It or upon it." The exhortations of the Spartan women should be hers to cheer the drooping head of Sickness, fired the soldiers ; whether they conquered or fell, they and pour balm into the bosom of the wretched. To seek were assured of the praise, and rejoicings of their out the abodes of Poverty, and cheer their inmates with mothers and sisters, and this incited them to unparal. aid, advice and sympathy. To welcome to the quiet leled deeds of arms.
hearth, the partner of her joys and sorrows, when Stern, unyielding Romans were nurtured by matrons worn and weary with the world's conflict; to rear ber of high and noble virtues, who boasted that their bright-"offsprings in the fear of God, and love of every thing
GR E E C E.--- CL E O P A TRA’S PEARL.
Original. CLEOPATRA’S PEARL.
BY H. T. TUCKERMAN.
good and holy. These are duties which every woman of ! the present day is bound to perform. Unseen, unfelt, she extends her influence far and wide. She is forming the future patriot, statesman, or enemy of his country ; more than this, she is sowing the seeds of virtue or vice, which will fit him for Heaven, or for eternal misery. Noble, sublime, is the task of the American mother see that it be well performed.
Mother of Washington! would thy name could be sounded with a trumpet's voice throughout the land! Would that the women of our beloved country emulated thy virtues and glorious example, to rear their children as “wisely and as well.” Then would Coļumbia be indeed the land of heroes, not such as the old world saw,“ basely trampling" on the sacred rights of humanity, but a rące born to bless—io humanize the world!
How bravely plunged the diver low,
Upon his weary quest, And struggled long amid the waves
At royalty's behest! The deep resigned its choicest gifts,
Enchanting queen, to thee, And yielded Egypt's diadem,
The tribute of the sea.
Original. GRE E CE,
Awhile it decked thy lovely brow,
And graced thine arm of snow, Or proudly Auttered on thy breast,
With the warm heart below; And then the pure and precious gem,
Nursed by the crystal brine, Was, in a golden vase dissolved,
And quaffed with ruddy wine,
As the heart's pledge, that costly prize
Was wildly offered up,
To melt in Pleasure's cup;
Than sea-shell's rosy curl, No jewel of deep is fumed,
Like Cleopatra's pearl.
Greece, fairy and poetic land,
How fallen is thy state !
Thy temples desolate.
To glory struck the thrilling lyre,
And sung of Grecian nerve and fire, Where Plato lived; where Solon died,
Where Socrates-Immortal name!The victim of ungenerous pride,
A martyred sage to truth became. There Ruin rears his horrid van,
O'er trellissed shaft and marble bust, And long the tyranny of man,
Bowed down his brother to the dust. But now another light hath shone
In glory o'er her classic shore,
May never bloom in verdure more!
That which hath been, again may be!
The same as Greece in “old Lang Syne.” Thy arts may grace futurity,
Without a prospect of decline. Athens, the princely and the bright,
May yet, rule mistress of the sea.
The morning star of liberty!
That shone around your sires of yore, Still deck your clime, your arts, your name,
And shine 'till time shall be no more.
of a slaver about whose origin but little or nothing was THE BUCANEER.
known. For a long time he had appeared at regular intervals, always laden with rich and valuable cargoes
which be professed to ha ived in exchange for During a period of some six or seven years, succeed- negroes, and his appearance was invariably welcomed ing the accession of William of Orange to the throne of by the merchants ; for every one who traded with him England, that portion of the American seaboard, extend was pretty certain of getting his invoices at less than ing from Cape Cod to the shores of New Jersey, was half of their original value. Having sold his merchaninfested by a set of daring rovers, outlawed from society, | dize he would stay ashore until every penny was and familiar with every species of crime and piracy. squandered in dissipation, and then, hastening aboard, The easy access to the harbors and inlets, the countless he would spread his sails and stretch away—whither no number of secure hiding places, along the coast, together one knew, but about that none were concerned; for with the great facilities afforded for escape in case of as regularly as the moon changed, his light cutter was pursuit, made it a most advantageous rendezvous for at anchor in the harbor. He was mysterious himself, those who had set at defiance all laws of right and and so were all his movements. He always came and justice. The inefficacy of the laws was also in their went in the night. Such a man had Lord Ballamont favor. Each rover boldly entered the harbors of New selected to lead the enterprise he had conceived. He York and Boston at mid-day, certain that if not welcom-| had studied his character coolly and deliberately. He ed, they would be allowed to dispose of their cargoes knew him to be entirely devoid of principle and not and retire unmolested ; and as fearlessly landed and altogether scrupulous about the means he employed so mingled with the quiet inhabitants. There were not a that his ends were attained, but at the same time he few of the wealthy traders whom public opinion had set knew that he possessed a bold and fearless mind, a perfect down as having connection, although indirectly, with recklessness of life and a disposition to seek out danger their lawless visitants.
for the fierce pleasure of the excitement in subduing it. At length Lord Ballamont succeeded Governor Flet- | Another motive which had great influence in the selection cher in the administration of the government of New was this : Lord Bellamont judged and not incorrectly, York, and being a man of strong and determined mind, that from his roving excursions upon the ocean, and he resolved to use every means in his power to extirpate depraved habits, he had been thrown frequently in the the league, and place an effectual check upon the licen- way of these very outcasts—perhaps was one himself tious depravity, which had already begun to work its and of necessity was intimately acquainted with their poisonous influence upon the little community which had secret lurking places, rendezvous, and, in fact, might been placed under his charge. Delay, he was well possibly be possessed of all their secrets.
Such an ally aware,
was dangerous. Every day, every hour, increased was an acquisition of too much importance to be disrethe evil. Gambling, carousing and midnight brawls garded, and the Earl resolved, that let the consequences were now to be witnessed in the public streets, which be what they might, he would leave no means untried to before had only teemed with the stirring, busy industry engage him in the expedition, and actuated also possibly, of the merchants of New Amsterdam. Wealth, origi- by the hopes of sharing in the valuable booty with which nally obtained by violence, was pouring in fast. Despe- the vessels of the proscribed were known to be loaded, radoes and renegades of every clime, from pole to pole, the Governor lost not a moment in forwarding his prefearlessly promenaded the streets, armed for resistance, parations with all possible speed. and unhesitatingly avowing their illegal vocation. At The sun had gone down in all its radiant glory at the length to such an extent had things arrived that it was close of a day in June, 1696, and the mild, cheerful no longer deemed prudent to overlook them. Already, twilight of a summer's evening had fallen upon the bay had the unwished for notoriety, to the scandal of New and town of New York. The waters of the harbor were England and New York, extended across the ocean. lulled to rest, and the streams of the two noble rivers The enemies of the colonies had been industriously at which washed the banks of the then little city, upon work and their dear bought fame, purchased at the price either side, were flowing gently to their confluence. The of innumerable hardships, was now associated with solitude of a wilderness seemed to hang upon every thing every thing that was evil. Reform was imperatively around. Down the harbor, the haughty-like brig of necessary and the home government arousing, as it were, from whose peak ihe insignia of Great Britain from wilful inactivity, at length, began to take measures drooped listlessly, yielding to every puff of air, floated to bring to justice or effectually exile the nefarious caballazily at her anchor. The busy bum of industry which from the waters of the colonies.
during the day had resounded through the streets, had Among the principal charges contained in the instruc- given place to a deep and almost unbroken silence. The tions of the Earl of Bellamont, was one which authorized air seemed hot and feverish. Now and then, some worthy him to fit out a craft for the capture, if possible, of the burgher as he wended his homeward way, content with gangs of pirates who infested the coast, and accordingly, the proceeds of his day's traffic, gave vent to his satisimmediately upon his arrival in New York, he made it faction in humming some Dutch melody. Now a thrifty his first business to obey bis commands to the letter. housewife screamed to a gossiping neighbor across the While Governor of Barbadoes, chance had frequently street, and then silence again assumed its sway, until at thrown him in contact with an unprincipled commander intervals the rattling of a ricketty vehicle, the challenge