Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, April 11, 1880, Page 19

-THE CHICAGO TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, APRIL ‘11, 1880_TWENTY ‘PAGES. PARIS. ne Decline of Wit in the Land of Voltaire. Tl of the Past and Wits of the Present— e Hewspoper-Nonsense, Qgphles” and Biddles—4 Bouquet of Journalis- tic Jokes—Very Mild Waggery. ; yeast Corespondence af The Chicago Tribune, paris March 27.—The sentiment so pithily by Burns when he wrote the fanous Ln the giftie gie “Oh evoursel Ts ithers Ad us = inly not one ditself to the average Frenchman. If are is one thing more than another to «ch he is indifferent, it is to the opinion outside world has about him. This is et paradox, —Or at least it is not more par- a ieal than tbe nature of Frenchmen in ate ‘There are various forms of vanity. ‘The anxious, restless sort of vanity, that doubts itself and is constantly mirroring it- self in {tssurroundings,is one form. The yanity that cares absolutely nothing for other ple’s opinions, and rests content in ‘self- poplacencSs is another. Besides these, there fs wating vanity that is perfectly solfsatisied, and at the same time takes pleasure in hearing the flattering opinions ‘on it by the rest of creation, This hast has been the peculiar shape worn by —~ qHE DELIGHTFUL VICE IN FRANCE. ren the Prussian victories did not seriously ater the confidence the nation had in its yvn genius. It checked the military bom- gast for a moment, to be sure. There was so getting over stern realities, like Sedan or Froeschwiller. But comfort was. quickly pathered from the fact that the detested invaders had throughout a tremendous nu- nerical superiority, And now—ten years ater those memorable disasters—ask any nitive confidentially what he thinks of his sountry, and he will tell you (by no means confidentially, but very confidently) that, firstly, France is still at the head of civiliza- tion; and, secondly, that she has a monopoly ft wit “ “Let usmuba little of the gilt off that cin- gerbread,” as John Bright once said, in the course of a remarkable debate.” Not from any want of affection or admiration for France—which is, in a sense, the land of my adoption, and a kindly and polite lend too—but simply from a love of truth, Never mmd for the moment whether France is or isnot the pioneer of civilization, That is too vast and difficult a point to be settled ina newspaper. Butsup- pose we look into the second part of our uative’s affirmation, — ANENT WIT. Morethana hundred years ago, a hnumor- ous Jesuit, Pére Bonhours, inquired, banter- ingly, “Can a German be witty?” This was excusable in the century of Voltaire. .Then indeed Voltaire’s fellow-countrymnen might pique themselves with some show of reason on their brilliancy. Diderot, Montesquieu, snd Voltaire ware great witsin diferent ways,—and all were Frenchmen. But, since they flourished, “O, what a falling off was there!” Beaumarchais was not unworthy of them, and Paul Louis Courier; but after these? Who can be named in the same breath a5 Beaumarchais nowadays? Surely uot Edmond About, or Francisque Sarcey, or (with submission to Sarcey) Aurelien Scholl? Henri Rochefort, perhaps. As to the possivility of Gennans being witty, one uight point to Heinrich Heine (though that would be a trifle more ingenius than ingenu- ous), and, in the present, to Mi. Albert Wolff, oi the Figaro. ‘The declension from Vol- taire to Courier, from Courier to Sareey, and from Surcey to the common run of Paris hewspaper-wits, is steady and evident. So uuch so, that aclever writer in the Temps yesterday drew the attention of his readers tw it in an article which was ‘inly not devoid of wit itself, The decline of wit in France SEEMS TO HAVE COINCIDED with a decline in literary and oratorical genius, and in statesmanship. The rising school of novelists appears either incapable or disdainful of being witty. I ¢an recall no deliberate witticism in the novelsor Alphonse Daudetor Emile Zola, for instance. They aimat being, before all, scientific, serious, and true to nature. Can Daudet and Zola be ineasured with Balzac and Georges Sand, or Thkopille Gautier? Are not Waddington and Freycinet rather a come-down from Guizot and Thiers? Apart from Gambetta and Louis Blanc, or, in a low degree, the Due de Broglie and Dufaure, what orators are there in the French Chambers? There are plenty of easy and fiuent speak- ers—men like Laboulaye and Leon Ren- ault; but the race of great orators, and even of great rhetoricians, seems dying out, Ofcourse, wings have not yet come to seh a as ES bu the ritish House of Com- vhere blundering and stammerin; have Jong been the rule, and ordinary duen ¢s, not to say eloquence, the exception; but they are patently altered’ for the worse. esprit qui court les -rues”—the wit that walks thestreets, and fizzes in the columns of so-called sprightly papers here, 4 HAS DEGENERATED LAMENTABLY. grows more degenerate daily. A pro- longed course of Figaro jokes and Vie Paris- ee ppierams would be likely to result. in eH tening of the brain. Such pitiful, sickly Dlaving upon words! Such puny and frivolous Satire! Such dancing and pirouetting upon pit-points! Such namby-pamby attempts at a The whole Parisian press a few mouths Lt K went heavily in for what was known as 8 comble” joke. It was a mania,—a pas- cn. You could not take up a paper, grave fy Fay, without finding a“comble” in it. iu om lew” I may observe, is equivalent to nd ‘nelish word “hight”; and the inno- a comble” joke consisted in inquiring, an at was the hight of so-and-so ?"—ot be Tor: example,—and in giving a more “Wi unatic answer, Here is a specimen: = qatis the hight of modesty?” Answer ih © blush when you look at the legs of a tie gs Columns and columnsof the Figaro, filled ‘autoix, and the Ecenement have been pa in this S fashion. Sometimes you would te wenty “combles” poured into you as a three At other times you were let off with co, or four. All depended on the inspira- Oe eg fanny men on the paper. I grew the athe the very sight ofa Figaro. Beiore Treencomble * mania there was a rage for “i ped charades and riddles. Directly ae kup a paper your eye Jighted upon a thing to this effect: “My first is a fero- tures animal; my second isa piece of furni- me {my third, a distinguished Admiral; an " Whole is an-article of dumestic con- Biaved ont, is sort of ting was gradually - very gradually. There is ‘stir 1 SRCUANY fuFran PLENTY OF ESPRIT Louie ye however, and even in the papers. re euillot and Barbey d@Aurevilly, in a fullot and Slashing way, are undoubtedly whit ‘L it The fonner edits the Univers, tion e latter is on the stall of the Consti- malice Francisque Sarcey is good at hisp0US banter. Aurelien Scholl points Hochegeaminatic shafts skillfully and well. So pee though often coarse, is clever. igh, 's Vacquerie. Albert Wolff excels in aeiretteasmn. He polishes off a sensational cat Ten ‘an inflated author neatly-and with- Hs faut Paul de Cassagnac, whatever foolisies wore oF political, and the general invects hess of his argument, is admirable in di Me and invariably lively. He was in- Pate in fingered at the other day by a third- beset vidual on the staff of the Ordre, and aise gentleman’s hash in the most ce pater conceivable. Taine, in a ‘lligead literary style, is witty. But the the d nite of such writers only serves tomake yee of the rest_more painful by con- Dein Pisfor the wit of commonplace peo- id more inept is delusion. It ects. juore , tame, hollow, ‘. Ineonclusion, here area few of Dat have mee LATEST WITTICISUS tom Fy atomned the Paris papers. This is Bates oF a laid in one of the numerous Aventieman giv Y gives a ball athis house. Sud- “aly he interrupts the dances anid exclaims: Dy niggers Stop! Col. Smith has just kissed General tu; oes, por. The bloodthirsty husband oat with hisrival. After a few moments’ prone the guests seé the two an- sarious Nyonists rec ‘edies and gentlemen.” gays the husband, that would ever com- | -| woman in any circumstances. “go ondancing. The Colonel hus givenme sat- isfuction——in money !” Here’s another specimen: __ Two veasnnts are bufiding cnsties {n the air, -“If-1 were u King,” says one of them (n cow- herd), “1 would xo on cating bacon till tho gravy flowed cn my sabots!” (7 ¥) = “ I" says another man, “weuld warm -myself with mahogany!" (1111) (What! you don’t mean acid ee i rival of the Fl —th his is ‘from a rival o! aro,—the Guautlois: eae . A brave fellow has been breakfasting with some friends. On coming home his wife looks at him carefully, and inquires if he has not had @ drop too much. « - “Ii A drop too much! Why, there wero bottles be- fifteen of us, and’ we only had six ‘tween us.” After a moment's reflection, he adds: “To be sure, I hnd three of them!" And now I must leave you to drink in all the subtle wit (or is it humor?) of this joke. Tt has made me rather unwell. Harry Merrzer. _ GOSSIP FOR LADIES. SPRING CLEANING. ‘Tis morn!—On leaving home, around I glance; AN there fs luxury and clegance; The dog and cat upon the heartbrug lie; My siveet wife kisses me and says Good-by, While servants bring my hat and coat and cane. With so much comfort, how could man com- plain? 2 1 "Tis noon!—As to my home I then draw near, I hear the sound of blows. The atmosphere Is but a stifling, blinding cloud of dust; That "tis from carpets beaten, I mistrust, And, horror-stricken, to the house I fly. A scene of desolation greets the cye: The carpets up, the curtains down, fires out, Furniture.nll unset and piled'about; While, Back and forth, with heads in .towels ound; With skirts looped up a foot above the ground, <And arms all bared, fly creatures—can it be My lovely wife and servants neat I see Teariug about in those out eous duds, And stirring up this awful smell of suds, Piblle ta thole, eyes there gleams a dangerous le! Great Her a “tis they! O what a dreadful si to say ‘you ean’t ‘The dog, once scalded, from them keeps aloof; The cat hus sought for safety on the roof; And in the dining-room, where I bad thought To ftnd a toothsome dinner, they have got f A flend of Afric blood, who joys to swing A whitewash-brush and spatter everything. But Iam not forgot. My feast is spread Qut in the woodshed on a barrel head. One slice of bread, a plate of warmed-up beans, Some water in a mug, a dish of greens. = O banquet rich! And, best of all, you sce I've brought a fellow home to dine with me. — Boston Post. 2 POLICEWOMEN. © New York Times, One Mrs. Blake has recently written a let- ter to.a. partially esteemed contemporary, calling attention to the systematic outrages on the sacredness of womanhood which are constantly perpetrated by the police. When a drunken woman is arrested, sho is arrested by a man; dragged to a police station, where she is confronted by a Sergeant, who fs also aman; and finally locked up in a cell which is frequently in close proximity to other cells occupied by men. From the moment that the policeman lays his hand, except in kind- ness, on the intoxicated woman, to the mo- ment when a masculine jailer thrusts her into a cell, the sacredness of her womanhood is outraged. To remedy this painiul state of things, Mrs. Blake proposes that 1 number of policewomen should be appointed, whose business it should be to take charge of women who are arrested, and to see that the sacredness of their womanhood is not out- raged by subjecting them to the gaze or handling of voliceuen, This is a simple and easy remedy, and it will, of course, be im- mediately adopted. Though Mrs. Blake contents herself with de- manding that policewomen shall be employed. at police stations in order to take churge of women who have been arrested, it is obvious that policewomen should also have the ex- clusiye power to arrest offenders of their own sex... If the sacredness of woman must not be outraged ata police station, it ought not to be ontraged in the street. We must, therefore have a double and bisexurl police force. The policemen will arrest male of- fenders, and the policewomen will arrest women, and the arrest of any person by an officer of another sex must be declared un- lawful... If wonien are protected from po- licemen, men must be protected trom police- women; otherwise, the male drunkard will be liable to have the sacredness of his man- hood violated by having a_policewoman’s hand laid on hig modest shoulder. The adoption of this plan would require the police authorities to double the patrols. Every policeman, when going on duty, would be required to give his arm to a policewom- an, and patrol his district in company with her. Otherwise there would be 3 difficulty in making prompt arrests, A policeman, finding a drunken woman disturbing the peace, might respectfully request her to wait while he called a policewoman to arrest her; but in all probability she would not wait, and, after taunting the officer with his ina- bility to outrage the sacredness of her womn- anhood by laying his hand upon her, would retire to another precinct. If, however, the policemen and policewomen were to hunt in couples, they would not only be able to ar- rest evil-doers with promptness and prope: i but they would-exercise an excellent in- uence on each other. The policeman would have his masculine nature puritied and refined by association with the po- licewoman, and she would gain strength and firmness of character from ‘him. Just as Mrs. Belva Lockwood has purified the atmosphere of the Bar by becoming a lawyer, women, if admitted to the force, would purify and ennoble it to that extent that a policeman would exhibit the modesty and sweetness of a young lady, combined with the morality and manliness of St. Paul. There is, however, room for doubt as to whether policewomen should be attached to the Broadway Squad, and required to assist ladies to cross the street. At present that duty: is admirably performed. The police- man shows no fear of the fiery omnibus- horse, and, with his left arm delicately sup- porting the waist of his delicate and timid chargé, brings her in safety through the throng of deadly drays and ferocions stages. Itis doubtful if the policewoman’s negyes could ever be trained to that firmness in the resenice of horses which is displayed by the roadway Squad, and if ladies would be will- ing to trust themselves to her. Instead of really helping a lady to cross the strect, she would probabl: two or three false starts, and then pause in the middle of the street and. call frantically on the policeman to help her. Whether the sacredness of womanhood is outraged when a police- man grasps a lady with the view of escorting her unt sidewalk to sidewalk, is perhaps open to question. Perhaps the sober lady’s womanhood is not as sacred as that of the drunken woman, and hence is less easily outraged. At-any rate, itis probable that the Broadway Squad will continue to consist of men, and that policewomen will be as- signed to less dangerous duties. Mrs. Blake has not expressed her opinion of the wisdom of giving the policewomen clubs. They will scarcely need shen, 10 they would surely never venture to strike 4 Moreover, it might prove unsafe to permit them to carry clubs. ‘Fhe policewoman who might have reason to disapprove the conduct of some. good-fornothing man might feel an irre- sistible desire to hit him over the hend with aclub, If the man resisted, she could call a policeman to arrest him, and the policeman’s club could then finish the good work. The male eltizen of New York woula thus find his opportunities for undergoing clubbing at least twice as frequent as they now are, and the terrorism of the policewoman would sur- ss anything of the kind which has hitherto Been charged against the force, WOMEN’S RIGHTS IN FRANCE. Early in the month of February two sprightly ladies of Paris presented them- selves at the mayory. of thé arrondissement or ward in which they lived, and informed the Mayor that they desired to be registered as voters, He informed them that he knew of no Jaw to prevent women from voting, but that, inasmuch as from time immemorial | the will of the weaker sex had been sup- posed to be represented by the vote of the stronger sex, he could not take it upon him- self to inaugurate an innovation. Upon this the ladies withdrew, and were not heard of again until the assembling of the French Women’s Rights Convention in Paris in the third week in March. This Convention was quite numerously attended, both by women anxious for their rights and by men who caine in the vague hope of seeing something amusing. This isa part of the address by which their program of action was inaugu- rated: “(In the present condition of 80- ‘| in 1789 the rights of man were proclaimed, ly gather up her skirts, make- the most unfortunate, the most neg lected, the most misused of Doings is woman, Since woman suifers most,.the Socialists ought first of all to make efforts for her emancipation. Because, although the work- ingman is the disinherited among. men, women—all, laborers or not—are the slaves of nen, to whatever elnss they may belong. If men who toil find it impossible to secure the triumph of. their rights, women not only eannot secure theirs, but they even find, that the existence of their rights'.is denied. As society stands now, woman is the slave of man.” * a With this vigorous ery of ‘Place aux dames,” the ladies held meetings in the thea- tre of the Rue Overkampf, and the wicked reporters of Paris—who would laugh at the sound of Gabriel’s trumpet, and compare it untavorably with the first cornet‘at the Grand Opera—annonnce that the intellectual women who occupled the platfurm had not been too much pened by Nature. The venerable, Blangul, who promenades his serene old head whenever anything in the nature of a reyo- lution Is supposed to be in progress, attended the Convention, and was invited to preside, which he finally concluded to do, and was saluted with “Marseillaise.” Henrich Heine has told us, that the “* Marselllaise ” is the natural and almost irrepressible ex- pression of any cluss which is irritated by profound discontent, so that we may accept this as a reason for its performance on this oceasion. Blanqul was a trifle confused by the novelty of his situation, but managed to. summon cournee and {ntroduced the eitizen- esses, all of whom belonged to the middle walk of life, or to what is known in France as bourgeois society. Mlle, Auclere—a woman of much oratorical bility, but. so little beautiful that a_hard-hearted reporter could say of her, “Her face looks as if it fect resignation. He had recently been mar- tied 1? The woman question—" Why did you stay out till this unseemly hour, sir?” Before marriage a girl frequentty calls her intended ‘‘her treasure,” but when he be comes her husband she looks upon him as “her treasurer.” . Pope says that beauty draws us with asin- gle hair. It doesn’t nowadays. When a beauty gets so bald-headed that she has but one hair left she doesn’t draw much, ‘There is one English youth who feels cer- tain that he is beloved. He lives in Dorset, and recently testified at an Inquest that he did not dare to attempt to rescue a drown- ing woman lest “the young person who was wih him should jump in after him.” A young man who held a loaded pistol to his heat and threatened to blow nls brains out unless the girl who had refused him would consent to have him was coolly told by the young lady he would have to blow pore brains into his head first. He didn’t low. “Tf you marry Grace,” exclaimed an irate father to his sou, “1 will cut you off without acent, and you won’t have so much asa piece of pork to boil in the pot.” “Well,” replied the young man, “Grace before meat,” and he immediately went in search of a minister. Home Teachings—I must tell you of 2 con- versution I overheard on the beach at Tre- pou between two children who were playing in the sand together. The small boy said:to the little girl: “Do yon wish to be iy little had been pinched in the erack of adoor ”—de- | Wife?” ‘The little girl, after retlection: lvered an address on the “Women of the Com- | “ Yes——” The small boy: “Then teke olf mune,” giorit yIng their courage and hero- | my boots! ism, and inqufring how it was that they were | __A lady was “passing round the hat” in a rendcred responsible to such a terrible ex- tent for their acts, since they are generally considered as irresponsible members in the State. One of the ladies who addressed the audience read a program very much like someof those already partially carried into effect Inthe. United States, demanding for women the right to serve on various commit- tees, ete, Butin general the remarks were of an accusatory rather than a practical turn, Two or three of the male orators were more practical, and showed that French law has almost invariably sacrificed woman. Before the Convention adjourned it was decided to organize pititions throughout France that women be accordéd the right to voto, “As so in 1889 must the rights of women be us- serted and recognized,” said one .orator by way of conclusion.” WHAT MAKES TRADE LIVELY~A GIRL’S DIARY. 7 New York Graphic. April 5.—I must buy to-day: Some cologiic. 5 E Some hair-pins. * Some ruche lace. , Some satin gloss for'shoes. April 6—Dear me! I’m always out of something. To-day I must— : d00k ie material for spring dress. of —. Bottle of vaseline, Tooth-powder. Face-powder. New toothbrush, . Jn addition, I was tempted into buying two of those beautiful new bows and a new pen- knife. : April 7.—I’venearly decided on the material for one dress. It’s more expensive than I expected, but I must have it. Bought to-day: Four yards of new ribbon. Two pair four-botton kids, Pair house-slipvers. Pair new corsets. New celluloid comb for front hair, Tortoise-shell pin for back hair, Two pair cuffs. Three collars. One paper dress-pattern, One paper pattern for jacket: Leather belt and pocket, Needles and thread. Worsted for fancy-work, ‘Two lace ties. : April 8.—I don’t think I want anything to- day. I'm just going out, though, to_look at the goods in-the shop windows. Bought, unexpectedly, Avril 8: Slaterial for three spring dresses, Lining for ditto. ‘Persian trimming for ditto, Pair of rubber overshoes, Pair of new scissors. New feather for hat, New hat. New traveling bag. New clasp for ulster. Bottle of smelling salts. Three pairs of cheap gloves, ‘Two Ince ties. : Spring parasol. rn April 9.—It’s time I ordered another'pair of shoes. Bly best silk is really setting shabby. And I must go out to-lay, for ’m outot pins! GIRLS BROUGHT UP TO DO NOTH- ING ‘Youth's Companion. i Before the French Revolution, the mem- bers of the Royal family and the grand Lords and ladies never thought of doing anything for themselyes that others could do for them. Taine, in his ‘Ancient Régime,” gives a curious illustration of the etfectof this en- forced helplesness. In the course of a con- yersntion with Mine. Louise, the daughter of Louis XV., who was a Canuelite nun, Mme, de Genlis , **Lshould like to know what troubled you mi in getting accustomed to your new profession.” ‘You could never imagine,” she replied. “It was the descent of a small Hight of steps alone by myself. - At first ir seemed to me a dreadful precipice, and 1 was obliged to sit down on the steps und slide down in that attitude.” ‘I'ne Princess jad never descended any staircase save the ‘and one at Versailles, and only that while leaning on the arm of a noble cavalier. ‘Che steep and winding steps of the convent therefore, seemed appalling when ‘she ha to descend them alone. A’ story is tuld of the Duchess of Edinburg, the daughter of the Ozarof Russia, which exhibits a sim- ilar training. Shortly after her marriage with Victoriu’s son, the Duchess was enter- tained at a nobleman’s house. A party was made up to Visit the extensive gretnhouses, the Duchess leading, as was her right, the way. In passing up the narrow aisle of one of the houses, the Royal lady came to a closed door. ‘The passage was too narrow for any of her suite to pass her and open the door, and she stood as motionless as a statue. “Oblige me,” said the Duke in a whisper, “by sending some one around to open the door trom the other side, for she'll not open it if she stands there for a month.” It may excite a smile to read such illustrations as these of the physical helplesness involved in the etiquet of Royal households, and we fear that a training similar in kind, if not in_de- gree, marks many American families. “In a Tecent sermon the Rev, Washington Gladden, of Springtield, Mass., spoke of the fact that some American girls are brought up to learn nothing and donothing. He referred to one woman who was proud that her. daughter never did any sweeping, and to another who never let her daughter do any kitchen-work. Such training must foster selfishness and in- dolence, and a loss both of respect and of, true regard for others. WOMAN’S SOFTENING INFLUENCE. Virginia (Nev.) Chronicle. “Ts astonishin’,” remarked the old forty- niner this morning ashe nodded over his glass, to our reporter, ‘* It’s astonishin’ what a coward a man is at home—a reg’lar crawlin’ sneak, by Jove! I’ve traveled a good bit, and held up my end in most 0’ the camps on the coast since 49. Pye got three bullets inside o’ me. l’ve shot and been shot at, an’ never heard nobody say I hadn’t as food erit as most fellers that’s goin’. Butat home I’m a kyote. Afore I’d let the old woman know that her hot biscuit wasn’t Al when it’s like stife amalgam, I'd fill myself asfullasaretort. I’ve done it lots 0’ times. Most _o’ my teeth is gone from tuggin’ on beefsteaks that the ol woman fried. D’ye think I roar out when Igo over a chair in the dark? No, sir, While Pm rubbin’ my shins an’ keepin back the tears1’m likewise sweat- in’ fur fear the old woman has been woke by the upset. It didn’t use to be so,” sighed the poor fellow, thoughtfully rubbing his shin- ing scalp. ‘* When we first hitched 1 thought I was the superintendent, but after a year or two of arzyin’ the vintI settled down to shovin’ the car at low wages. I kin lick any man 0’ my age an’ size,” cried the old gentle- man, banging the saloon-table with his wrinkled fist. “1711 shoot, stand up, or rough-and-tuinble for coin, but when I hang my hat on the peg in the hall, an’ take offmy muddy boots, an’ hear the old woman ask if that’s me, I tell you the starch comes right out o’ me.” : FEMININE NOTES. A young man madly in love may be said to be sowing his wild doats.’_ 3 A recent obituary notice says: “Mr. Smith yas an estimable citizen. He died with per- and father. Show me the order, 4 his saloon for the benefit of the poor. “This is for your beautiful eyes,” says gallantly a beau of the old school, dropping a five-dollar bill in. the collection box. | “O, thanks!” says the fair one with a profound courtes’ ‘and now I want something for the poor % holding out the box again. ‘They were meandering arm-in-arm up the street, and a short distance ahead of them walked _a young lady very handsomely at- tired. The suy was about setting, and its light was throwing a beautiful crimson glow all over the earth. He said, in a rather sub- dued tone of voice, ‘How beautiful! per- pectly grand!” ete. “Welt, I don’t know,” was the response from the fair one by his side, “I don’t admire her style, and the dress isa mighty poor fit.” He weakened, and the sunset interested him no more, “Emma,” said a bondholder whose purse held more than his head, ‘it is time for you tomarry. Your mother andI have chosen neighbor Grun’s son, and the affair progresses favorably.” “But I don’t love him; I don’t respect him, and Lwon’t marry hint,” cried Euma. “What bos,” answered ‘the en- raged parent. ‘So you, tego, have got hold of those new notions. Just look at your mother and me, Did we ever respect each other, I should like to know; did we ever love each other? And yet we've lived to- gether for fifty years and I’m worth a mill- ion.” i THE DEATH OF PAUL I Translated from the “Aemotres d'un Maitre a’ Armes,” for The Chicago Tribune, by Emma Stan- ley. i “TI have summoned you, sir, onaccount of a conspiracy which I understand is belng formed against me.” ‘ i “Tam aware of the fact, sire.” “How! You are aware of it!” “ Without doubt. lam one of the accom- plices.” : ~ “Here is the list which I have just re- | ceived.” “ And J, sire, have the duplicate, Here it ” i “Palhen!? murmured the Czar, terrified, not knowing what to believe, “ Sire,” replied the Count, “ you can com- pare the two lists; if your informer is cor- rect, they must be alike.” “ Look!” said Paul, “ Yes, they are,” coolly remarked Palhen, “with the exception of three names which are forgotten on yours,” . “ Whose?” excitedly asked the Emperor. “ Sire, prudence prevents,.ine mentioning them; but, after the proof Lhave just given your Majesty of the accuracy of my informa- tion, Ihope you will deign to accord me en- tire confidence, and to depend on my zeal to watch over your safety.” i “ No evasion!” interrupted “Paul with all the energy of terror. Who are they? I will know who they are this:very instant.” “Sire,” answered Pathen inclining his hend, “respect prevents me revealing august names.” “TI understand,” said Paul in o hallow voice, glancing at the closed door which con- ducted to the apartments of his wife. “You mean the Empress, do you not? You mean the Czarowitz Alexander and the Grand- Duke Constantine.” “ Sire, the law does not recognize those whom it cannot reach.’” “The Inw reaches all the- world, sir; and the greater the crime the greater the punish- ment. Palhen, you must arrest the two Grand-Dukes this instant, and to-morrow they will depart for Schulssebourg. As for the Empress, I will dispose of her myself. Regarding the other conspirators, that’ is your business.” { “Sire,” said Palhen, “give me a written order, and, however high the head that itmay strike, however great those may be that it will reach, I will obey.” “ Good Pathen!? cried the Czar, “thou art the only faithful servant who remains to me. Watch over me, Palhen, for I plainly see they all wish my death.” : On uttering these. words, Paul signed the orders to arrest the two Grand-Dukes. This was allthat was desired by the cunning con- spirator. Furnished with these two orders, he hastened to Fiuton Loubon, at whose house the conspirators were assembled, “All is discovered,” said he. ‘There is nota moment to lose. ‘Lo-night I am still Governor of St, Petersburg; to-morrow 1 shall perhaps be in prison. Look well to your duty!” ‘There must be no hesitation, for hesitation was the ‘scaffold, or at least Siberian. The conspirators sought refuge the same night at the house of Count Salitzin, Colonel of the Regiment of Preobrajenski; and, as their numbers were but few, they resolved to aug- ment their force with all the prisoners who had been arrested that day. The day had been favorable, for in the morning thirty officers belonging to the best families had been degraded and condemned to prison or exile, for faults which scurcely merited a reprimand. Palhen ordered that 2 dozen sleds should be in readiness at the gates of the different prisons where those were con- fined whom he desired to associate with the onspirators; then seeing his comrades de- termined, he proceeded to the palace to con- fer with the Czarowitz Alexander, The lat- ter had just left his father in the main cor- ridor, where, according to custom, he placed himself by his side; but Paul motioned him to retire, ordering him to return to his apart- nients, and to remain there until further orders, Palhen found him grieved on ac- count of the anger which he had read in the eyes of his father; and, immediately on- per; ceiving the Count, he demanded whether he was not charged on the part of the Emperor with commands for him, “Alas!? answered Palhen, “yes, your Hielmess, 1 am charged with a terrible order, “ And what is it?” asked Alexander. “To arrest your Higness, and to demand your sword.” * “To arrest me, and take my sword!” cried Alexander, “ and wie tea “Because, from thfs hour you are my ptis- oner.”? “Taprisoner! And of what crime am I , Palhen 2”? orant accust “ Your Imperial Highness {s not i of the fact that here, unhappily, punishment is frequently endured without having com- mitted an offense.” “The Emperor is doubly master of my des- tiny,” answered Alexander,—“as sovereign and, what- ever it may be, Lam ready to submit.’ ‘The Count gave him the order. Alexander opened it, kissed the signature of his father, and began to read; but, when he arrived at the part concerning the Grand-Duke Constan- tine, exclaimed: “And my brother also! I hoped that this concerned but myself!” But 4ef and astonishment knew no bounds on discovering that punishment was also to be inflicted on his mother. ‘*O my mother!” he exclaimed,—“ my gentle mother!—this saint from Heaven descended among us. ‘This is too much, Palhen,—this istoo much !? And, covering his face with his hands, he let the oraer fall, Palhen believed the favor- able Hemant ad arrived. ah G rd,” said he, throwing himself at his feet,—“ my Lord, ston ee me, tis necessary to prevent a great evil; it is neo essary to putan end to the outrages of your august father. To-day he seizes your liberty; Winerrony perhaps, he will demand 4, Palhen Ht My Lord, remember Alexis Petrowich!” 4 Pathen, p28 ealumniate my father.” No, iny Lord, itis not his heart that I accuse, but his reason. So many strange contradictions, so many orders impossible to execute, so many useless punishments, can only originate under the influence ofa ter- rible malady. Those who surround the Em- peror are unanimous in this opinio: and those who are remote from him ait agree therewith. be a rd, your father is en herefore, my Lord, we must save him from himself, trig not I who alone advise you,—It fs the nobility, it is the Senate, it is the Empire, —and I am but theil Itis necessary for the ‘Emperor to abdicats in your fave é “ Palhen!”? exclaimed Alexander, sta: back, “what do you say? That I Tiust ed ceed my fgther, who is still living? That I it ane the: crown fom hls head and the Ct ‘01 his hands crazy, Palhen! Never,—never!?"" whe age ‘But, my Lord, have you not scen the or- wey abo you. balleve: 4A concerns simple ety all. Believe in i your ighness ie iy danger,” ee sro ‘Save my brother,—save the Ei ‘That is all T ask,” erled Alexander. mapress “Am I their master?” said Palhen. “Is not the coutmand for them as it is for you? Once arrested, once in prison, who knows whether courtiers, in too much’ haste, under belief that they are serving the Emperor, may not go-beyond his wishes? Turn your’ eyes towirds England, my Lord; the same events are passing there. Althou; an power less ex- tended renders the danger les the Prince of Wales fs ready to take direction of the Gov- erninent; and, nevertheless, the derangement of King George is a_mild and inoffensive malady, Besides, my Lord, in accepting that which.l offer, perhaps you may save not only your life, and that of the Grand Duke Con- stantine and the Empress, but also that of your father.” ‘What do you mean?” a “Tinean that the reign of Paul 18 burden- some; that the Senate and the nobility have determined to put an end to it by any possi- ble means. You refuse an abdication; per- haps to-morrow you wil! have to pardon an assagination,”” : “Palhen!” cried Alexander, “can I noi see my father?” “Impossible, my Lord! Positive com- Taatids prevent your Highness going to your “And you the life of my father is basen ee hope {i ¥ ussiz has only hope in you, my Lord: and, if we must choose between a judgment which will destroy us and a crime which will save you, we will choose the latter.” Pathen made a motion to Jeave. “Palhen!” cried Alexander, seizing his hand, while with the other he drew from his bosom a. crucifix which he wore suspended toa chain of. gold—‘t Palhen, swear me by this Christ, that the life of my father shall not be endangered, and that you will _yield up yours if necessary to defend him. Swear this to me, or Iwill not allow you to depart.’ “My Lord,” answered Pafhen, “1 have told you all that my duty demands of me. Reflect on the proposition I have made’ to you. I will go and reflect on the vow you de- mn gering th ds, Palh tfull rT ese words, Palhen respectfully inclined himself, and departed, plaeing his guards at the door; after which he proceeded to the Grand Dnke Constantine and to the Empress Marie, to communicate the orders of the Emperor, but with less precautions. It was 8 o’clock in the evening and conse- quently quite dark, as the first days of spring- time had just arrived, Palhen hastened to the residence of Count de Talitzin, where he found the conspirators nt table, and where his presence was greeted with a hundred different questions. “I have no time to say anything,” he replied, “excepting that all es well, and that in half an hour I will ring you reinforcements.” The interrupted G Tepact continued. Palhen proceeded to the prisons. As? he was Governor of St. Petersburg, all doors opened before him. ‘Those who saw him enter their cells, surrounded by guards, be- lieved their hour of exile to Siberia had ar- rived, or that they were to be transferred to a prison more severe. The manner in which Palben ordered them to hold themselves in’ readiness to’ leave confirmed them in this opinion. ‘The prisoners obeyed. At the doors a company of guards were awaiting them, .and they were soon driven off at a allop. eS Contrary to their expectations, at the ex- iration of about ten niinutes, the sleds were drawn up in the court of a magnificent hotel. The prisoners, invited to descend, obeyed. The gate was closed behind them, and, the soldiers remaining without, there was noone with them but Palhen, who re- quested them to follow him. Without comprehending what all this meant, the prisoners did as they were requested, and, on arriving in a chamber adjoining that in which the conspirators were united, Pal- hen raised a mantle thrown on a table, and uncovered a bundle of swords. While the stupefied prisoners, obeying the order, placed at their sides the swords which had been ig- nonifniously taken from them in the morn- ing, they began to suspect that something strange as unexpected was about to happen; when Palhen opened the door, and the new- comers saw at the table, glass in hand, friends who saluted them with “Vive Alexander,” and from whom, ten minutes before, the lieved themselves separated forever. ‘They immediately precipitated themselves into the festive hall. In afew words they were in- formed of the state of aifnirs; and, still filled with shame and rage at the treatment they had received in. the morning, the regicidal proposition was received with aeclamations of joy. Not one refused to assume the réle assigned himn in this terrible tragedy. ‘At iLo’clock the conspirators, numberin; about sixty, left the Hotel Talitzin, and, wrapped in their mantles, walked towards the Palace St. Michel. The principal leaders were Beningsen, Flaton Loubon, the former favorit of Catherine; Depreradowitsch, Col- onel of the Regiment ot Semonwki; Arka- makow, Aidedle-Camp of the Emperor; Prince Tatesville, Major-General of Artillery; Gen. Talitzin; Gardenon, Adjutant-General of the Cayalry Guard; Sartarinon, Prince Werinsgoi; ~ Palhen, Governor of St. Petersburg; and Serlatin, The conspirators entered a gate of the garden of the Palace St; Michel; and, the moment they passed under the great trees, so_ shady in summer, but at this time deprived of their leaves, and twisting their naked branches in the shadows, a band of ravens, aroused by the noise, took wing, sending forth their doleful croakings, which are regarded as bad oinens in Russia, and they hesitated about going further; but Palhen and Loubon reas- cured them, and, reviving their cqurage, they continued their route. Arriving at the court, they separated into two bands,—the one con- ducted by Palhen, the other by loubon and Beningsen. The former entered by a partic- ular door which Palhen was in the habit of entering when he desired to visit the Em- peror Without being seen; the latter ad- yanced toward the great stairs, where the Count had removed the guards, and placed there instead soldier-conspirators. A single sentinel, who had been overlooked in mak- ing the change, cried,“ Who goes there?” on seeing them advance; when Beningsen advanced toward him, and, opening his man- tle, showed him his decoration. “Silence!” said he; “dost thou not see where we are going 93 “Pass! answered the sentinel, making with his head a sign of intelligence. ‘And the murderers passed. On entering the gallery preceding the ante-chamber, they found an oflicer disguised as a soldier. Well! the Emperor?” interrogatively said Flaton Loubon. “Entered an hour ago,” replied the officer, “and without doubt he has retired.” “All right?’ continued Loubon; and the. regicide patrol proceeded on his route. In fact, Paul, according to custom, had passed the evening with the Princess Gagarin. On seeing him enter, pale and more gloomy than. usual, she entreated hin to tell her the cause. “The cause,” answered the Emperor, ‘is, that the moment for taking redress has ar- rived, and that in a few days heads will fall that re the dearest to me on earth.” Frightened by this menace, the Princess, who knew the jealousy of Paul towards his family, seized the first pretext which pre- sented Itself to leave the salon, wrote some lines to the Grand Duke Alexander, in waich he told him his life was in danger, and sent them to the Palace St. Michel. As the oflicer of the guard at the door of the prisoner had orders not to allow the Czarewich to leave: the room, he allowed the messenger to enter. Alexander received the billet, and, knowing the Princess was acquainted with all the seertis, of the Emperor, his anxiety in- creased. ‘At about 11 o’clock, as the sentinel had stated, the Emperor entered the Palace and tetired to his apartments, where he imme- diately went to bed, and soon went to sleep, reckoning on the faith of Pathen. At this moment the conspirators arrived at the door of the ante-chamber to the sleepin where Arkamakow knocked, et “Who: is there?” asked the valetde- CHD NS aldede-Camp of hi e mp of his Majesty.” “What do you want ?” Jesty. our Excellency is jesting. near! mfanight.” if e 7 ‘Come! eqme! it is you whoare mistaken. Tt is veloc in the morning. Open quickly. Ihave important news.”” “ But Ido not know whether I dare obey you.’ “Tam on official business, and I command you to do it.” The valet-de-chambre obeyed. ‘he armed conspirators immediately pre- sipitated themselves into the room. The frightened valet took refuge ina corner; but @ Polish hussar who was on guard sprang before the door of the Emperor, and, diving the intention of the nocturnal visitors, or- dered them to Separt. Loubon refused, and attempted to push him aside with his hand. A pistol-shot was heard; and, at that very instant, the only defender of him who an hour before commanded fifty-three millions of men was disarmed, thrown down, and rendered helpless. At the nvise of the pistol Paul was aroused, and, leaping towards the door which conducted to the apartinents of the Empress, he tried to open it; but three days previously he had orttered this door closed so firmly that it was impossible tor him now to open it. At.this moment the door of the ante-chamber fell within, and the Emperor had only time to ‘hide, himself be- hind a fire-screen. Beningsen’ dnd Loubon rushed into the room, and Loubon walked straight to the bed, but found it enipty ‘All is lost!’ he exclaimed. ‘‘He has ea- caped |” “No,” satd Ben! n; “here he is.’”” st Palnen !” cried the Emperor, who found Bictsalt discovered, “Help! Save me, Pal- ne “Sire,” then said Beningsen, walking to- wards Paul, and saluting him with his sword, “you uselesly call on Palhen; Pathen is one otus, Besides, your life is in no danger: you are merely our prisoner in the name of the qmperor Alexander.” ‘hae ho are you?” asked the Emperor, so terrified that, by the zaint and trembling light of the night-lamp, he did not recognize those who were speaking to him. “Weare the messengers of the Senate,’ teplied Loubon, presenting the act of abdica- tion, ‘Take this paper. tead, and pronounce thyself thy destiny.’ . ubon handed the paper-with one hand, while with the other he lifted the lamp ‘from a corner of the mantel, in order that the Em- peror might read the act which was pre sented to him. Paul took the paper and read it, When about half tlirough, he stopped, and, raising his head, looked at the conspirators. “But what have I done to you, great God!” cried he, “to be treated thus ?” “For four years you have been tyrannizing over us,” said a voice. And the Emperor again commenced to read. But, as he pro- ceeded, his griefs multiplied; the expressions became more and more outrageously cutting; anger usurped dignity; he forgot that he was helpless, that he was disrobed, without arms, that he was surrounded by men with swords in their hands; he violently crumpled up the paper and threw it at his feet. “Neyer,” said he,—" rather death!” “ At these words he attempted to sei: sword, placed a few feet from -hi: in fauteuil. At this moment the second band arrived. This was composed of young nobles who had been degraded or removed from service, among whom one of the principals was Prince Tatezwill, who had sworn to be revenged for this insult. He had_scarcely entered when he rushed upon the Emperor, and a hand-to-hand fight ensued, and they fell together, overturning the night-lamp and the screen. The Emperor uttered a terrible ery, for_in falling he had received a severe blow. Fearful that this ery might he heard, Sartarinow, Prince Wereinskoi, and Seritain sprangupon him. Paularoseinaninstant, and then fell. All this passed in the night, in the midstof cries and moans, sometimes sharp and at times smothered. At Jength the Emperorpushed away the hand which covered his mouth. r “Gentlemen!” said he in French,—gen- Hemant spare me! Give me time to pray to 0 : The last syllable of the word was. stifled. One of the assailants had untied his scarf and passed it around the sides of the victim, whom they dare not strangle by the neck, as. the corpse would be exposed, and the death must pass for_a natural one. . Then-the moans changed into the death-mttle; - the rattle soon ended; some convulsiye nbve- ments succeeded; and, when Beningsen returned) with lights, the Emperor was dead. It was only then that they were aware of the injury his cheek. had received; but this mattered little, As he had been stricken with apoplexy, it was not astonish- ing that in falling he should strike a piece of furniture and be thus wounded. In the moment of silence which followed the crime, and while by the light of the torches carried by Beningsen they regarded the motionless corpse, a noise was heard at the communicating door; it was the Empress, who had heard the smothered cries, the yoices low and menacing, and who was en- deavoring to reach her husband. The con- spirators reassured themselves, as the door which was closed for Paul was also shut for her, which would allow them to proceed with their arrangements without discovery. Beningsen raised the head of the Emperor, and, seeing that it remained motionless, he ordered the body to be placed on the bed. Palhen all alone then entered sword in hand; faithful to his double rdle, he waited till all ‘was finished to place himself among the con- spirators. At the sight of his sovereign, over whom Beningsen had thrown a cover, he stopped at the door, turned pale, and leaned against the wall, his sword hanging at his side, “Come, gentlemen!” said Beningsen, who, drawn into the COnspUAEy, one of the last, was the only one who, had maintained his unchangeable sangfroia on this fatal even- ing, “it is time to go offer our homage to the new Emperor.” Ee “Yes! yes!” tumultuously cried the voices of all these men, who were now in more haste to leave this chamber than even they had been to enter it, “Yesl.yes! Let us offer. homage to the Emperor. Vive Jexander!? 5, During this time the Empress Marie, seeing she could not enter by the communicating door, and hearing the tumult continue, en- deavored to reach the Emperor’s apartinent by another means; but in an intermediate salon she encountered Pettaroski, with thirty men under his orders. Faithful to his orders, Pettaroski barred the passage. “Pardon, madame,” said he, respectfully, saluting her, “‘but you can go no further.” “Do you not know me?” asked the Em- press. “Certainly, madame; I know. I have the honor of addressing your Majesty; but your Majesty above all others cannot pass.” ** Who has given you this order?” “My Colonel.” “ Let us see,” said the Empress, “* whether you dare execute it!” And she advanced towards the soldiers. but the soldiers crossed their guns and barred the passage. At this moment the conspirators came out of the dark-chamber, crying “ Vive Alexander!” Beningsen was at their head. He advanced towards the Empress, who recognized him, and, calling him by name, supplicated him to - Jet her pass. ys Madame,” said he, “all is now com- pleted. You uselesly expose your life. That of Paul is ended.” ‘At these words, the Empress uttered a cry and fellonachair, The Grand Duchesses, Marie and Catharine,—who, aroused by the noise, were running after her,—fell on_thetr knees on each side of the chair, Feeling her consciousness departing, the Empress asked for water. A soldier brought a glass. The Grand Duchess Marie hesitated to give It to her mother, fearing it contained poison. The soldier, divining her thoughts, drank the half of it, and, presenting the rest to the Grand Duchess, remarked, “ You see the Empress can drink without fear.” + ‘Beningsen left the Empress to the care of the Grand Duchésses, and descended to the Czarowitz. His apartment was situated be- low that of Paul; he had heard all,—the pis- tol-shot, the gro: and the death-rattle; but the guard Shon Pathen had placed at his own Coor had repulsed his attempts to leave his chamber. Beningsen entered, - followed by the conspirators. The cries of “Vive PEmperor Alexander I!” announced that all was over. The manner in whicit he gained throne was no mystery to him; and, per- ceiving Palhen, who was the last to enter— “Ah, Palhen’? he exclaimed, ‘what a page for the commencement of my history!” “Sire,” replied Palhen, “those which fol- low will obliterate i.” x “But do you not know that it will be said that it is I who am the assasin?? _ “Sire,” answered Palhen, “think at this time of but one thing. At this hour—” “And what would you haye me think of, my God! if not of my father ?” “Think of having yourself acknowledged by the army.” “But my mother! but the Empress!” cried lexander; ‘what will become of her?” “She is in safety, Sire,” answered Palhen. tnne Hames of Heaven do not let us lose an ins' “Whatmust I do?” asked Alexander, too much grieved to corn My resolution, S “Sire, you must follow me this very in- stant, as the Jeast delay will be fatal.” moe . “ Do sritht meas you will,” said Alexander; “Tam4n your hands.” _Palhen conducted the Emperor to the car- riage which was f1i_waiting to take Paul to the fortress. The Emperor entered weeping; the door was closed: Palhen and Loubon mounted behind,.on the box of the valets-de- pied; and the carriage which bore the new destinies of Russia departed for the Winter Palace, escorted by. two battalions of guards. Beningsen remained with the Empress, as one of the last requests of Alexander on leaving was to protect bis mother. On the Place of the Admiralty Alexander found the principal regiments of the Guard. ‘The Emperor! the Emperor!” cried Pathen and Loubon.. “The Emperor! the Emperor!” cried ten. battalions who escorted him, “Vive VEmperor!? answered in a single voice all the regiments. Then all rushed toward the carriage. Alexander was taken out. pale and overcome with emotion. Fidel- ity was sworn to him with an enthusiasia h proved that the conspirators, in com- acrime, only accomplished the pub- ill,—thus compelling hin to abandon the idea of punishing the assasins, no matter how great his desire to revenge his father. + ‘The next morning the Empress took the oath of allegiance to herson. According to the constitution of the Empire, tt was she who should have succeeded her husband; but, when she saw the urgency of the situa. tion, she renounced her rights. The Surgeon Vette and the Dr. Stof, charged with the autopsy of the corpse, declared that the Ene peror Paul died of u frightful attack of apo- plexy. The body was embalmed, and repused on a bed of state for sixteen days. Gradually the conspirators were removed from Court,—soine receiving foreign missions, others being incorporated into regiments in Siberia, Atlength none remained but Pal- hen, who had retained his situation as Mili- tary Governor of ‘St. Petersburg, end whose sight had become a remorse to the new Em- peror, who profited by the first opportunity pile presented to send him away in his urn. “ Texpected this,” Pathen remarked on re- ceiving his dismissal, “and my affairs were arranged in advance.” ae hour after the Count was en route to ga. TRYING TO FOOL A SULTAN. The Danger of Playing Pranks in a Palace. New York Times. An amusing story, involving also some serious features, and bristling all the way through with the essential points for the plot of a racy cpera-bouffe, is told by Mr. Oscanyan, formerly ‘Turkish Consul at this port, who had obtained the facts in late cor- respondence received by him from Constan- tinople. Some two or three months ago there was telegraphed from Turkey a brict statement that a conspiracy against the life of the Sultan Abdut Hamid and the safety of his realm had been discovered and frustrated, and that several arrests of prominent parties involved had been made. Since then no further details of the affair have been made public.. It now appears that this regicidal and revolutionary plot had its origin ina shallow and thoroughly farcical Court in- trigue designed to advance the interests of two ambitious individuals, while the third was probably hired for gain to do his share’ in the job. The first of these iss vain but enterprismg young man nanied Papadopoulas —an individual who, having failed in busi- ness, was living on the bounty of, and under the same roof with, lus uncle, one Dinnitria- dos, in the village of Arnaontkeoy, a suburb of Constantinople, on the Bosphorus. The second conspirator is no less a personage than Georgnki Bey, Aristarchi, a brother of Aristarchi Bey, the Minister of ‘Turkey-to the United States now at Washington. ‘The third man in the intrigue was a vaingloricus youth, by name Galanaki, of no very great social importance in himself, but willing to take a hand in any grand enterprise: where fame, decoration, or the favor of--his supe- riors was to be gained. Papadopvulns is probably a sort of hare-brained scapegrace sort of Byzantine swell or man-about-town, Georgaki Bey, through family and politieal influence, holds a position in the Imperial household as an officer of the Sultan’s body- guard. Though living so near the glamour of the throne, howeyer, it appears he did not enjoy much favor from his monarch, snd: the Sultan, though from motives of State policy. tolerating Georgaki’s occupancy of the post o£ honor did not condescend even to speak to him, The officer of the guard tried in various ways to win the Sultin’s smile, but to no avail, and his position was a. purely noimiual one, as Abdul Hamid’s repugnance to him wassogreatthat heseldom discharged for fear of being frowned upon. i Bey is of Greek extraction, and ly belong tothe Greek Church. This unhappy courtier, in his effort 1o please the soverelgn, even went so far recently as to abjure the faith of his fathers, renounce the Greek Church, and embrace Islamism. To do this ina Mohammedan land is ty make a sacrifice that can scarcely be equaled or ap- preciated in the United States, and was a strong bid for the encouragement of the fanatical party in power as the Adiministra- tion. In renouncing his faith It was also necessary tha! should renounce his family name—for the giaour name or title is no Jonger allowed to be borne by one who Is a believerinMohammed. Georgaki, therefore, adopted the proud Moslem title of Seif Ullah, which was the name given to Khaled, a prom- inent General under the caliphate of Omar the Great, and signifies “The Sword of God.” Papadopoulas, having conceived a dislike for his uncle, who, in tarn, did not entertain any great respect for his nephew’s qualities, and, knowing of Self Ulah’s ambition to please the Sultan, conceived a plan which he thought would cnt two ways at once, and imparted it to the latter. He proposed, in short, to emulate the example of the rash youth Latude, who for his efforts to play upon the sympathies and gratitude of Mine. Pompadour paid the heavy penalty of some thirty years’ sojourn in the Bastile. The plan was carried out, and Seif Ullah was to have the honor of discovering the wicked plot to the Sultan. As he was not permitted to address him orally, le resorted to the pen to communicate the intelligence and wrote a portentous letter to Abdul Hamid, in- forming his Majesty to the effect that there was a desperate scheme to take his life and to overturn the Empire; that for the purposes of this foul enterprise there were concealed in the house of Dunit- rindos a large quantity of gunpowder, nitro- glycerine, hand-grenades, and other terrific iniplements and elements of destruction; and further, that a certain well-known banker, named Zarifa, was also planning and’ pre- paring for a revolutionary outbreak in the Capital by causing the pupils in. certain Greek acadamies and colleges to be instruct. ed in military science and tactics, and that Zarifa imported and paid Greek Instructors for the purpose. ‘ ‘The Sultan and his Minis- ters were naturally aroused, and there was a vast, though secret, commotion at the awful news. Forthwith an fradé, or royal edic was issued for the arrest of Dimitriados ane Zarifa, and they were taken into custody. This was the news of conspiracy telegraphed. to the whole world. . But it appears now that Hafiz Pepha, of Bulgarian fame, the hero of the Batak 1inas- sacre, hnd who is now Prefect of Police at Constantinople, has some of the qmatities of . a detective, and “ sinelled a rat” in the. bin, He regarded the high reputation of the banker and the merchant as of some accoun! and the fact that they were not in the way o! life or of political or personal interest to be engaged in such a scheme. ‘Chere was no apparent motive for it, and he suspected that there was something wrong about the cle. and that things were not what they seem tobe. He put his secret agents at Work, and in a short time found that Galanaki had bought the warlike munitious that, Papudop- oulas had secreted them in his dear oid uncie’s cellar, and that Zarifa was jnerely a public-spirited citizen, who took a deep in- terest in the welfare of the Greek schouls and spent his moneyto aid them. Finully, he found that Seif Ullah was privy to whole operation, and the result is that Dimit- tiados and Zarifa have been restored to bosoms of their respective families, and “ the Sword of God *” and his wicked partners are, like their prototype, Lutude, in jail awaiting deliverance and forgiveness tur fooling with @ sovereign. IF. If here, to-night, with this poniard slender, Lreach the depth of this restless heart— If a mist creeps over thy durk eyes’ splendor When you xaow that my Hfe with your owa part must Would thy tears fall for love, or but pitiful sor row, While the Mage of my life were fast ebbing ~ awa) If thus, Tor one instant, thy love I might borrow, Sweetheart, I would die, nor the deudly biade aay. AVIS Gaay. Huericase Haus, April 4, 1830.