ed on either side with two long lines of little "For two hours, or nearly, there is a pause: at ten a redoublement comes on.-This is the great crisis of dress, of noise, and of rapidity-a universal hubbub; a sort of uniform grinding and shaking, like that experienced in a great mill with fifty pair of stones; and, if I was not afraid of appearing to exaggerate, I should say that it came upon the ear like the fall of Niagara, heard at two miles distance! This crisis continues undiminished till twelve or one o'clock; then less and less during the rest of the night-till, at the approach of day, a single carriage is heard now and then at a great distance. low down their back.-The doors of all the balconies open, and water is sprinkled out before every house. Now the goat keepers with their little herds enter the gates, crying milk! milk! goat's milk! fresh and warm! who will have any? There I see market women pass by with their asses loaded with vegetables, bakers with bread, in carts made of Spanish reed-water carriers and porters hastening to commence their day's work, while with a hoarse voice two consequential looking alguazils proclaim the theft committed on the preceding night. By degrees, all the ware-houses, shops, and boothes are opened. The publicans, (taberneros) expose their wine cups; the chocolate women get their pots ready: the water carriers begin to chaunt their "Quine bebe ?" (who'll drink?) and the hackney coach and hackney chaise drivers, with the persons who let mules for hire, take their usual stands. Soon the whole street resounds with the various cries of numberless criers-Cod, white cod! Onions, onions from Gallicia! Walnuts, walnuts from Biscay! Oranges, oranges from Murcia! Hot smoked sausages from Estramadura! Tomates, large tomates! sweet citrons! Barley water! Ice water! A new journal! A new gazette! Water melons! Long Malaga raisins! Olives, olives from Seville! Milk rolis, fresh and hot! Grapes, grapes! Figs, new figs! Pomegranates, pomegranates from Valencia. It strikes ten; the guards mount; dragoons, Swiss regiments, Walloon guards, Spanish infant"Alos pies Vin donna Manuela!" (Let us go to mass.) ry, "Great assemblies are called routes or parties; but the people who give them, in their invitations only say, that they will be at home such a day, and this some weeks before hand. The house in which this takes place, is frequently stripped All the bells are ringing, all the streets are cofrom top to bottom; beds, drawers, and all but vered with the rock roses, rich carpets hanging ornamental furniture, is carried out of sight, to from every balcony, and altars raised on every make room for a crowd of well dressed people, square under canopies of state. The procession received at the door of the principal apartment by sets out. What anumber of neat little angels with the mistress of the house standing, who smiles at pasteboard wings, covered with gilt paper; imaevery new comer with a look of acquaintance.ges of saints with fine powdered bob wigs, and Nobody sits; there is no conversation, no cards, no music; only elbowing, turning, and winding from room to room; then, at the end of a quarter of an hour, escaping to the hall door to wait for the carriage, spending more time upon the threshhold, among footmen, than you have done above stairs with their masters.-From this route you drive to another, where, after waiting your turn to arrive at the door, perhaps half an hour, the street being full of carriages, you alight, begin in the same round and end in the same manner." robes of gold brocade! What swarms of priests! How many beautiful girls! All pleasant and in mixed groups. The clock proclaims noon day! We return. through the square of the Puerta del Sol! All the rifus, (raffles) have begun, all the hackney waiters are busy, and the whole square thronged with people. One o'clock! we are called to dinner; a great deal of saffron, many love apples, plenty of oil and pimento! but then, wine from La Mancha, oil, Ceres and Malaga! What a nice thing is Spanish cookery! La Siesta! la Siesta, Senores! A deadly silence is in all the streets, all the window shutters are put up, or the curtains let down; even the most and falls asleep at the fountain, with his pitcher industrious porter stretches his length on his mat, behind him. At four o'clock every body repairs to the bull fight, to the canal, or to the prado, all is gaiety. and merriment, one equipage after another drive full speed to those places of diversion. The Puerto del Sol becomes as crowded as before, and the water carriers and the orange wo men, the procuresses of the frail fair, are all as busy as bees. Thus passes the afternoon; and the dusky shades of evening set in at last. All the bells ring, and every Spaniard says the prayer of salutation to the Virgin. Now all hasten to the tertu- || lais and theatres, and in a few minutes the rattling of carriages resounds in every street. The lamps before the houses, or the images of the virgin, are already lighted; the merchants and dealers have illuminated their houses and shops, and the sellers of ice, water and lemonade their stalls. Every where are seen rush lights, paper lanthorns, and bougies on the tables of fruit women and cake men. Meanwhile the crowd on the square has prodigiously increased, and it is soon stowed with people. In one part you will hear the soft sounds of the guitar, or a seguidilla; in another, a female ballad singer tells in rhyme the tale of the last murder committed; in a third, a thundering missionary attempts to move the hearts of obdurate sinners, while the light footed Cyprian corps carries off his audience by dozens. Soon passes the rosary and tattoo with music, and the equipages return from the theatres. It grows still later; the crowds begin to disperse by one o'clock in the morning all the streets are still and quiet, and only here and there || resounds a solitary guitar through the solitary gloom of night. BONAPARTE. From a history of the Revolution in France in 1815. "You are addressing the Emperor of the French, and in that title I order you to repair to the square of the Carousel, with your regiment that I may review you." "General! I have already had the honour to inform you that I will receive the orders of the King alone, to whom I have sworn allegiance." "You took the same oath to me five years ago." "You released me from that oath by your ab. dication." I "I would have you recollect yourself." "You will have the goodness to recollect that belong to the Cantons." "I will reduce them to submission." "You will not easily reduce three hundred thou. sand men resolved to lose their lives rather than their liberty." "Yet you were reduced by the Austrians." "And we were relieved by William Tell.” "Enough," said Napoleon, and turned to one of his ministers. It is pleasing to find such honour, amidst so ge. neral a scene of treachery; but, then,-the Swiss were not demoralized, as the French were; and this is the secret of their most honourable distinc. tion. His confidential valet thus describes his visit to the field of battle after the victory of Prussian Eylau: "It was piercingly cold.-Some of the dying yet breathed. The immense heaps of dead bodies, and the black cavities which the blood had made in snow, formed a horrible contrast. The officers of the staff were profoundly affected. The Emperor alone contemplated this scene of horror and blood without emotion. I pushed my horse some paces before his. I was curious to observe The colonel coldly replied that he should do him in a situation so interesting. You would have his duty, and retired. He immediately assembled thought that he was devoid of all human affections. his officers, and informed them of the orders which Not even one transient glance of pity beamed he had received, and requested their advice. With-from his cold and impenetrable countenance. He out hesitation they all answered, "what duty pre-spoke with the utmost indifference of the events scribes." After the first review of his troops at Paris, Napoleon intimated to M. D'Affry, who commanded the Swiss guards, that he should on the morrow review his troops. On the 22d some regiments were drawn up in the square of the Carousel, and Napoleon at the head of his staff approached to review them. As he passed along the ranks he missed the Swiss. An aide-de-camp was despatched to require the instant attendance of the Colonel and his troops. of the preceding evening. As he passed before a group of Russian grenadiers, who had fallen together in defending the position assigned to them, the horse of one of the aides-de-camp started. The Emperor perceived it, That horse,' said he, coldly, is a coward.'" Escaped to Paris, we again see this mighty man "I acknowledge only the orders of the King," recoiling before one difficulty after another; and said the colonel with much sang froid, and the his power gradually grasped by other hands. The aide-de-camp returned with the message. Napo-picture is impressive and instructive; the moral leon bit his lips, but was silent, and the review of it may be gathered from a single incident. Af was concluded. ter a confidential conversation with his brother Lucien, The colonel was then invited to appear at the palace. He immediately complied, expecting, but dreaded not the coming storm. As he entered the hall of the marshals, two officers presented themselves, and demanded his sword. He drew it, retreated a few steps, and placing himself in a posture of defence exclaimed "Let the bravest of you take it !" Napoleon hastily retired to his cabinet, and secured the door. He there remained an hour, and no one dared to interrupt him. He was incessantly and rapidly pacing the room, and uttering the most violent exclamations. At length he rung for some coffee. It was served up to him by a child whom Napoleon had particularly distinguishThis unexpected resistance disconcerted them.ed, who was often commissioned to wait on him He again sheathed his sword, passed the officers without opposition, and was introduced to the presence of Napoleon. "Wherefore, fiercely asked he, "have you not obeyed my orders." "Because I acknowledge only the authority of the King and of the Cantons." "Know to whom you speak?" "Yes, I am addressing General Bonaparte." when his servants dared not to expose themselves to his temporary insanity, and whose innocent countenance and interesting prattle had sometimes succeeded in lulling the troubled spirit of the Emperor to rest. Napoleon was now sitting in a fixed posture, with his head leaning on his hands. He noticed not the entrance of the child, who stood some minutes before him afraid to disturb him. At of the gentlemen of the court, came down into the prison to receive the revelation which Pleignier persisted in saying he wished to make. Af length he approached nearer, and with more sensibility than his years indicated, thus addressed the Emperor; "Eat some! Eat some, Sire! it will do youter having drawn up the minutes of his answers good!" Napoleon gazed stedfastly upon him, but spoke not. the attorney general waited upon the chancellor with them who had come to the Conciergerie that morning to receive them. We understand he made no discovery whatever, but spoke mere The child again presented the refreshment. A tear started on the check of the Emperor, and hely of vague and irrevalent matters. Pleignier took the coffee. "Are you not from Gonesse?" said he. "No S.re! I am of Pierce Fete." was profoundly depressed, Carbonneau appeared tranquil, and Tolleron quite resigned. They then asked for some broth and a glass of wine, "Where your parents have a cottage and a few which were given them. acres?" "Yes, Sire!" "Ah! THEY ARE HAPPY" EXECUTION OF PLEIGNIER, &c. Paris, July 28. At half past seven the attorney general returned from the chancellor, and ordered the sentence to be forthwith executed. The three convicts were brought forth into the lobby of the prison. Pleignier made much resistance to his being undressed. He begged with a wild air, to speak again but once, sometimes to the king, sometimes to the attorney general and then to the gaoler. Yesterday at mid-day the vehicle of the Con- -The executioner having repeatedly observed ciergerie arrived at the Bicetre, to convey to him that all resistance was useless, the abbe the convicts Pleigmer, Carbonneau, and Tol- Montes, his confessor, entreated him to be resignleron to the palace of justice. On being in- ed, and submit to the will of God: "No no," formed of this Tolleron exclaimed, "We are said Pleignier, "it is not so; it was my blindness; lost!" Carbonneau was deeply affected, Pleig. I did nothing of myself; I would speak to some neir said nothing, but appeared deeply absorbed one." When his hands were tied he complained in thought. Tolleron requested that two peti that the rope was too tight; it was loosened.tions which he had left in his cell should be hand- Next, according to the mode prescribed by law, ed to him, the one addressed to his royal high-they drew a cord round his waist, in order to stop ness Monsieur, and the other to the attorney gen. eral. Carbonneau asked also for the three petitions which he prepared, one to Monsieur, the other to the Prefect of Police, and the third to the attorney general. These petitions were given to them. They then mounted the vehicle, which Tolleron maintained his coolness and tranquilwas waiting for them and which was escorted by lity to the last; he several times repeated that eight gendarmes. On their way they spoke high- he was innocent, but that he thought he did not ly of the prefect, and of the manner in which deserve to die. He asked for a glass of water, they had been treated in prison. They placed which he drank without the least trembling, almuch dependence on the effect of their petitions, though the glass was filled to the brim. "I paralluded to some circumstances in their life, and don Pleignier (said he) with all my heart: he is especially those which led them into fatal pro-the author of my death, but I do not wish the jects; but they believed that they were taken to same to him." The only emotion of sensibility the Conciergerie, (palace of justice) only to which he manifested, was the recollection of his hear the decision on their appeal in cassation.- family. Tolleron retained his firmness and all his presence of mind. the blood. It was with considerable difficulty that these preparations were finished. Carbonneau succeeded Pleignier on the stool; he kept the most gloomy silence, and resigned himself to all that was required of him. He bade adieu, in a very friendly manner, to his keeper; the executioner's assistant, supported Pleignier, who appeared ready to fall at every step. Pleignier sat in the front of the cart; Carbonneau was in the middle: Tolleron at the end; this was the inverse order to that in which they were executed. When the executioner put over his shoulders a white cloth tied before, he appeared to regret At one o'clock they arrived at the Concierge- that his face was covered, because, he said, rie. They were placed in three separate apart-it could not be seen whether he died with firmments, and the head gaoler read to each a letterness. from the attorney general, containing the rejection of their appeal. He, at the same time, annonnced to them that the execution of the sen tence must take place that same evening.Pleignier showed the deepest despair, and wept copiously; he repeated, "I thought I had my pardon: I wish to speak to the attorney general." Then, after his old manner, he requested to speak to the king. Carbonneau listened to his fate The cart set off from the court of the prison at with resignation. Tolleron said to the keeper, a quarter before 8. From 3 and 4 o'clock the "I suspected this would happen." At this mo-whole space from the gaol to the place of execution ment the three clergymen charged to administer was covered with an immense crowd. the last consolations of religion, made their ap-victs were able to convince themselves of the pearance. Tolleron, thinking he saw a move. love and devotedness of the French people for ment of hesitation in his confessor, said to him, their legitimate sovereign-the air rang with taking off his cap, "Approach, sir, I know what shouts of Vive le Roi! They waved their hats, I owe to a minister of religion." and manifested in every manner their attachment to the best of princes. Tolleron hearing these universal acclamations, told his confessor, that he answered them from the bottom of his heart: he The three clergymen remained with the convicts until six o'clock, preparing them for death. The attorney general, the prefect of police, and one The con appeared penetrated with repentance and genuine remorse. merce, and the embarrassed state of the circulating medium, as necessarily produce pecuniary dif Having reached the place of execution, the ficulties among men in business, as darkness succonvicts mounted the scaffold, while an usher ceeds the departure of the sun. Perhaps at no read, with a loud voice, the sentence of the as-period since the commencement of the war has size court on the steps of the Hotel de Ville.- the evil pressed with a more painful force than at The executioner took off from them the black the present time. Be it the labor, as it is the du crape. Pleignier and Carbonneau went down.-ty, of wiser heads to devise a system which shall Tolleron remained alone, and being fastened to come with healing on its wings" and restore to the swing board of the instrument of death, had health and vigor the impaired prosperity of our his right hand cut off on a block, and was im-country.-Mine be the humbler task, to endeavor mediately beheaded. Carbonneau and Pleignier to alleviate an evil which I profess not the ability successively underwent the same punishment, to cure. but with much less firmness. Shouts of Vive le Roi Vivent les Bourbons! were anew heard from the whole of the Place de Grave, and from the quays. Their remains were immediately conveyed to the cemetry of Taugiard. EXPENSES OF THE PRINCE REGENT'S LIVING. "Know thou thyself," is a maxim more honored, in the acknowledgement of its excellence, than by its observance. How many are there in that vast city who dare not commune with themselves, and frankly enquire into their own moral or religious state? How many are there who have not the firm. ness even to examine into their own worldly af The account of the expenses of the Prince Re-fairs, but turn away with eagerness to any busi gent's living, as given in the Lord Steward's de- ness or amusement, rather than take a cool and partment-the following are the items of the fair survey of their situations. quarter ended the 5th of January last: Bread, butter, bacon, chesse, and vegetables, Butcher, poulterer, & fishmonger, Wax and tallow lights, Grocery, oilery, lemons, &c. tea, milk and cream, servants, including 1.4,800 3 3 2,245 9 0 al wages, wages and board Compensation allowance in lieu of tables, Superannuation lowance and bounties to poor servants, and annual bounty to the widows of deceased officers and servants, 4,206 11 3 7.1,121 19 5,235 15 7 210 18 0 Could I hope that this humble essay, would meet the eye of one ingenuous, embarrassed man, I 101|would say to him, "Sit down my friend and hear 3,411 18 1 me one moment. Whatever may have been the 586 9 0 cause of your difficulties, it is now too late to 1,460 19 7 prevent them. Perhaps you may conceive them greater than they really are. At all events, ascertain to your own satisfaction your true situation. Place on paper every debt you owe, and state all the means you possess to meet the demands of your creditors. Resolve, firmly resolve, betide what may-for weal or wo'-to keep that little monitor that sits enthroned in your breast, 375 1 0 your friend. Let no temptation lead you to harbor for a moment a dishonorable thought. Character is better than wealth: a good name is more precious than the mines of Potosi. State your situation fully to some judicious friend and be go. verned by his advice. Retrench-economise, secrets, let me tell you, that contain all the virtue so eagerly sought by the alchymists. Cut down your expenses to the narrowest limits that decency and comfort will admit. Then ask your heart if it does not beat lighter? Then say if the morning sun does not rise with renewed splendor; and tell me, if the bird that warbles in your cage has not added new melody to his song." 259 19 3 14,890 14 84 2,614 0 9 Perhaps, among all the difficulties that arise to perplex the bosom of a man, who has been prosperous and lived luxuriously, but on whom fortune frowns, there are few that effect him with more pain than to disclose his situation to his family. It is firmly believed that many a man who has the nerve to go into battle with a smile, would shrink from these words to the partner of his bosom"we are poor." Do you behold that large and elegant buikling on the left. Observe the furniture: it is decorated like the habitation of a prince. Do you see those servants-that carriage? Look at the table; -12,444 14 0 it is spread with all the luxuries of the season, and the goblet flows with the choicest of wines 40,943 3 6 from the stores of Lewis and of Wager. This is the habitation of Lycias. He was rich. He married a lady of respectable family, and extraordinary accomplishments. The changes of the times, numerous and unforeseen, have swept from him the greatest portion of his estate, and he endea vors to conceal his embarrassments under the in From the Philadelphia True American. THE LECTURES OF FATHER PAUL. -It is impossible that it should be otherwise. The fluctuations in trade-the stagnation of com creased splendor of his establishment, and to drown his own reflections, in the bustle and gaiety of fashionable frivolity dom begin to descend the river till the water is at a great height, pass over without touching. In one place however the trunk and limbs of a large tree caught, and in consequence a great number more were checked in their progress. The water is now (Friday 4 o'clock) in some places over Mayo's bridge, and the logs in several places are accumulating. The river still rises, and considerable fears are apprehended that a part of it will be carried away. It has however withstood some severe shocks of large logs with much firmness. Think you that Lycias is happy? Close upon that smile there follows a sigh of anguish; and his heart is a prey to the vultures of despair. He has not the courage to tell Lucretia his situation-he cannot. Would she chide him? Oh no. The heart of a woman, in whom confidence is placed is ever kind. She might hang on his bosom one moment in tears-no more. The mother and wife would prevail-she would cheer him with her smilesshe would animate him by her fortitude, and The water rushes with the greatest rapidity opthrowing the arms of her children round his neck,posite to Haxall's mills. Such an immense quaninvite him with her to make their education the tity, pouring over the largest rocks, foaming and source of their amusement and happiness. Re-roaring with resistless violence, fills the mind unducing his expenses to a level with his means, used to such scenes with astonishment and terror. they might yet live as respectable and more hap-The wheels are now useless, the water reaching pily, until better times and more prosperous for- their hubs. tune, should enable him to restore her to the splendor from which she had voluntarily parted.-The course he now pursues is the downward path to certain and irremediable ruin. From the Richmond Patriot. RISE OF JAMES RIVER. On Thursday morning, for several hours, there was a foetid stench from the water. This we suppose to be occasioned by emptying the cavities of the stagnant water that, on account of the late lowness of the river, has long remained in them. Before noon the air became sweet. The water has risen to such a height as to oblige many near the market to remove every thing from their cellars. A freshet of the magnitude which is now pass- At Rocketts, the vessels appear like a fleet riding over the falls at this place, is a sight partak-ing at anchor at a considerable distance in the riing in no small degree of the terrible and the sublime. Allowing the river here to be 2,000 feet in width, and the water on an average to be six feet deep, the water moving at the rate of ten feet a second, which calculation is within the bounds of reality, 7,200,000 cubic feet pass every minute, about 446 million pounds, or 200,000 tons per minute; 12,000,000 tons per hour; above two thousand million tons per week. The water is very yellow; probably a twenty fifth part is earth; so that eighty million tons of earth are carried to the sea in one freshet. Let us suppose this earth when deposited to weigh double the same bulk of water: there would be 663,000 square feet; now by extracting the cubic root we have the cubic bulk, which is only 86 feet: which would cover a square mile about one third of an inch. How slow the progress; yet in process of time great encroachments will be made on the Atlantic. ver; for the water covers the wharves six or seven feet. Some lumber has been carried away, and many of the wharf bridges have been raised and borne off. The bridge over the creek is covered within three or four inches. The water continues to rise, (at sun-set.) FRESHET. For the last twenty years there has not been a the great quantity of rain which has fallen lately freshet equal to the one now in the Schuylkillhas swollen the river to a very great degree-The water rushes down the river with amazing rapidity, sweeping every thing in its way-the water still rises. It is expected that it will be at its height by to-morrow morning-a wood shallop has been carried about 100 yards from high water mark.-[F. Journal. ANTIQUITIES. It is with pleasure that we announce the progress of labor-saving machines in the United The water began to flow over Trent's bridge States; the attempts which have been made to about eight o'clock on Wednesday evening, and prevent the migration of improved machinery in by the next morning was several feet above it. The the different departments of the cotton, woollen bridge is about three feet above the water when and other manufactories, have been unavailing: lowest. It is several inches lower on the West- these improvements have, nevertheless, found ern side; so that a large quantity of water, rapid-their way hither, at the same time that American ly passing over it, has a tendency to press it down; it can take no hold to raise it. One advantage of its being thus low is that the logs, which sel genius has been at work and overleaped the European improvements. Mr. Gilbert Brewster (now in Philadeiphia, we believe) has built a machine |