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OLD ACQUAINTANCES; OR, NEW MASKS.

the Baroness, Fanny appeared to have , d'Orfeuille, who informed him that he was ceased verifying this promise for some not mistaken by the species of silence that years. At length, the Count was just on those people had kept towards him, who, the point of saying to a little old man, for certainly, owed him some respect; the whom every one seemed to have the high- || Count resolved to avenge himself in a laughest consideration, “ Gaspard, good day to able manner. you, you old rogue," which was the name At the end of the repast, when the chamhis aunt's attorney went by; but, just as paign had put every one in good humour, this amicable sentence was about to escape M. de Norville, turning to M. de Lussac, him, he was stopped by one saying, "Well, thanked him kindly for the pleasure be had M. Durivage, you say nothing!"—These procured him; but, added lie, a little sar. new qualities, mingled with former recol. castically, “I am sorry you did not let lections, this resemblance of feature, and me into the secret; I would then have this difference of the name aud profession, adopted a disguise like the others, and I am excited his curiosity in a very singular | happy in thinking that I should not have manner; the respect, besides, with which acquitted myself amiss."-" What do you the master of the house treated those per mean, Sir? A disguise!"_" Assuredly; is sons which the Count did not expect to not this the seventh of February, and, conmeet at his house, destroyed all his con sequently, the last and best day of the car. jectures, and set aside his suspicions. nival?"_“Well!"_“You imagined, I sup

A footmau announced the Baron d'Or-pose, that the season of madness was an feuille: here, the identity of the name

ne | excuse for every thing; and you wished to served to make the Count recollect the son treat me with a little masquerade?"_"A of a secretary forinerly belonging to his masquerade!” cried out, at once, all the uncle, that twelve years' service, eight guests." Why are you displeased," rewounds, and two famous actions, had ele. plied M. de Norville, smiling; "is it a fault vated to the rank of Colonel. Without | in me that I should recognize you? An any other patron than his own bravery, no absence of twenty-six years may have protector but his own couduct, young d'Or- caused you to forget my features ; but, notfeuille had pursued the path to danger to withstanding the case with which you 611 arrive at the temple of honour; he owed your new characters, there are certain hahis rank 10 lois own merit, and his nobility bits which time cannot destroy, and which to his sword. Proud of having built for were sufficient to make me know you himself a name, he took care not to change again."—“ But, Sir," replied M. de Saint his own ; and the Colonel never forgot that || Yves, reddening, “it is now eighteen years he commenced his military career as a pri- that I have held in the world a very consevate soldier : the Count and he immediately quential post.”—“ Consequential ! Ah! became acquainted; one single glance ex that is just the term that I should have sus. $ changed, was sufficieut to establish the pected my poor Dupré to make use of."- ! most perfect intelligence between them.- “ But there are circumstances," said the M. de Norville congratulated the Baron on Baroness,“ which has too much struck us # his military talents, and renewed his ac ever to be forgotten."_" The Baroness yet quaintance with him. D'Orfeuille, an en as ungrammatical as an angel," replied the thusiast to every thing that was great, ren Count; “ but I have seen the time when dered justice to the noble character of M. this provincial language was suitable to her de Norville, which never belied itself for dress. Ah! Fanny, how pretty you once an instant, and solicited the honour of pay- || looked in your corset of white dimity, and a ing bis respects to one of the most early 1 your coarse striped cotlon petticoat; your protectors of his family; a sort of intimacy | budding charms then concealed under a : was, therefore, established between these thick double muslin handkerchief! I ask i two warriors, who so well knew how to your pardon, gentlemen ; but if, like me, value each other.

you had known Fanny when she was only The Count, always puzzled by the fourteen, she would have set you all mad. change of names in those persons he thought I appeal only to this old attorney that you himself so well acquainted with, questioned " have christened Durivage, and who, at

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that time, often used to frequent the house of France, he took care never to forget his of my aunt, whose affairs he sadly neglect own. The name of Durivage fell to his ed and deranged, while he went to pay his , lot on account of a circumstance which he court to my nurse's daughter. I have often would be very happy to have buried in fancied, during my exile, that Fanny had | oblivion." become the prey of that mask."-" Sir, I “ Ah! gentlemen," said the Count, af. am truly sorry," replied M. de Lussac, | fecting an air of remorse yet more mortifywith much quickness,“ but I never thoughting than his recent observations, “ you will of the Carnival; you are not dining with excuse an error natural enough for a man masks.”—“ Indeed!” said M. de Norville, to be guilty of who has been so long abaffecting surprise.—“M. de Saint Yves, sent from France, especially as runour had Sir, is really become a wealthy man; he not made him acquainted with your brilowes his fortune to his industry, the con liant situations. Do not suffer the remain. sideration he enjoys to his wife, and he has der of this day to be clouded with my sintaken the name of an estate he has just dis- gular mistake. You will pardon me for posed of. Your pretty village fair was left i recollecting you, the same as I pardon your a widow by her first husband, who was a having forgot me."-So saying, he rose from

clerk in the treasury; her second was a table, and addressing, by turos, the differ. i captain in the cavalry; her third was a ent personages by which he was surround

commercial broker; and she became a Ba- ed, he added, “ Saint Yves, I shall meet roness by marrying an old officer, who re you without feeling any trouble. Duritired from the service about five-and-twenty | vage, I shall receive you without any cere. years ago. M. Durivage has been in place | mony. Baron d'Orfeuille, I shall ever see at all periods of the revolution; taking you with pleasure :" and drawing the arm care, in good time, always to abandon the of the Baroness through his own, he walkconquered party, and giving every assist- || ed out with her, to take a turn round the ance, and that with infinite address, as | garden. Madame de Stael observes, to the con

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PIERRE HUET; OR, THE SQUARE TOWER.–FROM A FRENCH PAPER.

Paris is a place wherein we easily Paris has all the advantages of constancy. forget both our neighbours and ourselves : The artless traditions of our ancestors are it is this indifference which gives us real preserved amongst the frivolities of the freedom. No uneasy curiosity, no tiresome present day. Extremes always border observations; every one lives for himself, close upon each other. How often does a and as best pleases him. We may, there, slight partition separate the boudoir of a be a saint without edification, a libertine coquette from the dwelling of a poor old without giving scandal, an atheist without married couple, virtuous as they are indusexciting wonder. Extraordinary actions trious. inspire but little enthusiasm, and trifles There is an union of this kind, the cir. confer glory. Montaigne, who wrote such cumstances of which might appear fabulous, a beautiful chapter against the fear of death, if all Paris could not attest the truth. At would have been surprised at the stoical the foot of that square tower, which gives tranquillity of the humblest inhabitant of its name to the Quai de l'Horloge, the fatal Paris. If a funeral procession crosses his bell of which gave the signal for the mas. path, his imagination is not tormented by sacre of St. Bartholomew, a monument it: it is an embarrassment, it is a death, which takes its date from the time uf the that is nothing. Never did one city contain crusades, and where, according to an old a greater number of philosophers : as many tradition, Clotaire assassinated her nephews, as there are iubabitants.

in spite of the tears of her mother : at the With all the charms of inconsiderateness, ll foot of this tower, an old venerable man

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every day takes his seat, and appears, like, by Pierre Huet. They had wandered over the tower, as if time had forgotten him.- this smiling country, and had repaired to Pierre Huet is the name of this man, who the shore, loaded with precions stuffs, when has lived more than a century, and who has they were stopped by an islander, of a outlived many generations; Pierre Huet | beautiful countenance, who reclined under was born in a little village near Vitry-le- || a tree, offering them a part of the grassy Français. He remembers the imposing couch on which he lay stretched. The figure of Louis XIV., of the Regent, of proposal was accepted; the man leaned toLouis XV. and Louis XVI. which will wards them in the most affectionate man. never be effaced from his memory, that per, and sang a tender air to the sound of a now receives no fresh objects, but which flute, which another Indian, according to preserves, like an antique medal, the im- | their custom, blew with the nose.

He pression of times long gone by. One day, || slowly sang a kind of elegy, the soft ex. when he was about six years of age, his | pression of which seemed to invite them to mother was holding him in her arms: all pleasure. on a udden, the couriers, guards, and

It was from this period that Pierre Huet pages, passed rapidly by: soon after ap- || began to drink wine; and on his return peared a carriage-the air resounded with | home, he married a woman who had been the cries of Vive le Roi ; and this King was a widow sixteen years, and whose portion Louis XIV. In two years time Louis was was an only son, of whom he has never

Another time, as Pierre Huet || ceased to take the kindest care: this woman was coming out of church, he saw Madame is now seventy-seven years of age, and is de Maintenon, herself, giving alms. These | very proud of having an husband who has two images were deeply engraven on his seen Louis XIV. and been present at the memory, so as never to be forgotten. This | battle of Fontenoy, She loves him, takes living witness of a century now passed care of him, and respects him, and hopes away, and who beheld the commencement fervently that she may not survive him. of this, is aged one hundred and eleven || As for him, he thinks he shall live to attain years; he walks, hears, and sees as well || the age of an hundred and twenty years ; he did at sixty: the son of a common la- | and far from repining at his lot, which has bourer, be quitted the quiet occupation of || been only poverty for all his toils, he thinks his father, to embrace the life of a soldier. || himself happy at being enabled to live After the wars of Hanover, he embarked, | from day to day, without any care for the with his regiment, and served successively, | morrow. The industry that maintains this in the marines, under the different orders | singular couple is of that kind which of Messieurs de Labourdonnaye, des Roches, could only prove successful at Paris.and de Bougainville, with whom be made Pierre Huet, after sailing round the world, a voyage round the world. Iu ludia he

finishes by coming into the flower market, saw some Bramins yet older than he him and distributing among the flower girls a self is now; at Otaheite, Sybarites yet more powder to preserve and whiten their teeth. voluptuous than those of the French me. Some time ago he sold books, but he quit. tropolis; and it is not always under the ted that trade for conscience sake: a man huts of the savages that we find the most above an hundred years of age should neibarbarous manners. The delights of Ota-ther deceive a person nor set him to sleep. heite could not, however, cause bim to forget Pierre Huet knew all the great projectors bis native country. The confidence of the of the revolution ; he saw them selling islanders, their voluptuous life passed near lies on their counters, while he was selling the tombs of their ancestors; the novelty, his drug on his own. Seated at the foot of the freshness of every object; the dangers the square tower, this aged man, with his of a tempest that the ships experienced in white beard and venerable figure, appears the roads, are all mingled in his memory ; the image of time personified. A neutral but in the midst of this confusion of objects, spectator of the agitations which actuate is one charming scene, wbich, I believe, different parties, he has seen passing before has been recounted by Monsieur Bougain. him the people and their tyrants, Kings ville, but which it is delightful to hear told and their executionera: be bas seen thema

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all disappear, while he yet remains. In , choose to understand it: he offers, to Heathe mean time, let us not conceal this sa. ven the incense of a man, chaste in the cred truth; he declares that it is religion, || season of youth, faithful to his marriage alone, that has sustained him in the troubles vows, content with poverty, arrived at exof bis long existence: this is one of those treme old age, and free from infirmity; Gothic prejudices which the modern free preserving his life with patience, expectthinker must pardon, on account of his ing death without fear, fully persuaded, great age; he even carries his super though in the bosom of indigence, he shall stition 80 far as to take his wife to his never want, because he believes in a proparish church every Sunday; but, in spite tecting Providence, and in a God that has of the fatal ignorance which prevents his never forsaken him. following the manners of the present age,

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THE WONDER OF WONDERS!--AN ULTRA-FASHIONABLE

TRANSFORMED TO A DOMESTICATED MATRON.

Divine PROVIDENCE hath benefi- || and if the wife has not finally determined cently constituted the human beart to be upon irreconcileable separation, it is income more tenderly interested, in propor sanity to expose her wrongs to the cold tion as the suffering or infirmity of our pity, the derision, or misconstruction of relatives call for assiduous exertion. Even the world. We all know, that to check mental defects or aberrations, if not con• the devouring progress of fire all external temptibly ridiculous or disgusting, or ob communication must be excluded; but Mrs. stinately vicious, seldom fail to create, in Facts as though the flames of wrath more happily poised dispositions, a com could be extinguished only by throwing passionate solicitude, wbich a small mea abroad the smouldering sparks until they sure of success in meliorating the habits of gush in raging columns from the open door an erring friend, will nurture into fonder and windows. Ah! she little considers how attachment. If the faults are eradicated, precious may be the recompence of the we feel as though our wise perseverance espoused, who, by reciprocally bearing had bestowed a new being, and self-love and forbearing, come by degrees entirely I knils us more closely to the work of our to assimilate in tastes and habitudes. A own duteous vigilance and forbearance. man of a sound understanding and gene

The writer borrows these hints from a rous feelings, will not long be callous to the valuable old lady, who, in the first years worth of a helpmate whose affection and of wedded life, had many trials of patience; prudence, suppressing and overcoming inbut at leogth succeeded in detaching her dividual resentments, tacitly forgives his basband from spurious gratifications, and ) trespasses, and concentrates all her wishes duang almost half a century received from in conducting him to ameudment and feli. hia proofs of the most affectionate esteem. city. Our sex never approach so near to

Talking of the discord in a neighbour-angelic perfection as when we benigoly ing family, this venerable matron observed, excuse in the lord of our destiny frailties

"Mr. F's infidelities cannot be pal- || abhorrent to our purity of heart and manlated by others—yet, if his wife had not ners.” infamed his resentment, and wounded his Hampden had no repulsive, despicable, pride, he might, perbaps, correct bimself. or flagitious foibles to tolerate in his Olivia, I mean not to say a flagrantly injured wife but follies not a few required countershould never seek redress from the laws of action. In the first months of their marher country--yet, where helpless infants riage Dr. Bryant engaged her to spend must be the sufferers, I would recommend || inuch of her time at home, by representing 2 mild endeavour to reclaim the tyrant; l) how injurious to the health of her beloved

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must be even a moderate participation in || intermissions improve the zest of all our dissipated gaieties. Her owo qualms soon || gratifications. You have spoken as a sage made her unfit for public places, and being matron, to admonish your partner not to reduced by bilious complaints previous to dispel the sweet illusions borrowed by ima. the birth of a son, many weeks elapsed begination from the rarity of pleasure. You fore she could leave her bed, unless carried can quote your own experience, how the to the next room while her own received poignant susceptibility of pleasure is imcurrents of fresh air. One morning while paired by two frequent excitation, and her father and husband exerted all their how restored by occasional abstinence." resources to amuse her, as she seemed un “ You are, dare I say it? superabunusually pensive, she gave vent to the dantly sententious to-day, papa. Are you thoughts that for some time had often re alarmed lest I shall again sparkle as an verted, fully relying upon Hampden's ultra-fashivnable? Indeed I must own it promptitude in asserting his right to figure will be not amiss to become whatever you in the highest circles. He was nearly re and my liege lord prescribe: but I trust lated to nobility of the first distinction ; l you will not be very merciless to your poor and though his mother's elopement with helot." an honourable who had no fortune but a A tear glistened in Olivia's downcast pair of epaulettes, had forfeited her father's || eyes, and trickled down her glowing cheek. favour and any share of his wealth, the Hampden apparently stooped to caress his settlements liberally granted by Dr. Bry- son, but his lips breathed a consolatory ant would enable him to sport a splen- sigh as he pressed the pearly drops that did equipage, and all suitable appendages. dissolved all his fortitude.-“Make no painThe attention his titled cousins had lavish- || ful sacrifices on my account, my love," ed since his marriage, increased Olivia's | whispered the doating husband. ambition to cultivate their acquaintance. Olivia saw his bright orbs dimmed by Her father had very different views. He sympathy for her distress.-“ No sacrifices had advised her to suckle the infant, hoping for my Hampden! Could I not forego to wean her from the infatuation which any fancy, every inclination for his sake, the Countess would sedulously seek to re and deem all no sacrifice, I should not new at her return; and her return to Lon- deserve his endearing kindness." don was daily expected.

Dr. Bryant had taken out his tablets " I have been thinking,” said Olivia," || and removed to a window-seat when " how vastly the pleasures of this dear Hampden bent over Olivia's pillow, and, bewitching town will be enhanced by no-occupied by his pencil, left the youthful velty, after an interval of nearly lwelve | pair to unreserved converse. Hampden's months."

reply to Olivia's foud apostrophe greeted In speaking, her imploring look baffled his ear in mellow tones of the softest fasall Hampden's resolves against concurring | cination, and hier irritated sensibility calmin Olivia's passion for amusemeuts. Hered to delicious languor, conceded whatever finely turned arms supported the babe as could promote the health and happiness of he drew nourishment from her bosom; || her heart's lord paramount. and the address with which she reconciled

“ Papa," she exclaimed in a playful this office to the strictest delicacy, without || voice,“ are you at leisure to accept a incommoding her tender charge, ineffably rarity?" heightened the impression of her lovely Yes, my child, I am always at leisure features and exquisitely transparent com when you invoke my attention in accents plexion. Hampden's heart was penetrated || so exbilirating." by recollecting how much she had endured

Dr. Bryant drew near: Olivia took his to make him an exulting father, and he hand, looked up with a thousand pleasant was on the point of utterance as she wish- meanings in her brilliant glances, and said, ed, when Dr. Bryant anticipated him, with " When a wilful girl, I expected papa seeming nonchalance responding :

:-“ I am should soothe me into good humour; now much of your mind, my dear Olivia, that a sedate matron lays at your paternal feet

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