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was a lucky circumstance for me, that by this time they had piled up the dead bodies in the town in a heap, which was at least a mile high---as I, fell upon them, I was not at all hurt.
I now expected to be made a prisoner, and was congratulating myself that it was no worse, when inoit fortunately the besiegers forced their way into the town. The Austrian troops now took an ample revenge on the garrison. They killed every soul in the place, except one old woman, who was saved as a living witness of the valour of the besiegers. On mustering the troops of the allies, we had the pleasing satisfaction to find, that the only men killed were, two horse, a trumpet, and a drum.
You will no doubt receive exaggerated accounts of this glorious action; what I have sent you, you may depend on, as I had a better opportunity than any perfon, from my situation, to see the whole. And as I fall send this express by a pigeon, you may, with great propriety, boast of the superiority and priority of your intelligence.
We now only wait the arrival of the Duke of Brunswick, to march against Paris, which is to be razed to the ground, and all the inhabitants guillotined, a full account of which you will receive in my next. I beg my best respects to your worthy coadjutors, and I am, my dear Sir, your's very fincerely,
THE BARON MUNCH AUSEN.
A PICTURE OF HIGH LIFE.
THE APPOINTMENT... THE Honourable Charles Wildflor, to whose gal
lantry a series of conquests have given an air of case, not rising to confidence, but not embarrassing its object by timidity, observed the interesting Caroline, at the Countess of Crib's rout, held unpleasantly under the eye of her Chaperon. She could not turn without
being watched, nor talk to any one of the beaux that fluttered round her, without having her words listened to and treasured. Charles saw the sparks of stifled pas.. fion flashing from her eye. There is nothing, he knew, which so thoroughly vexes the female heart, as the control that disappoints opportunity. The Chaperon: was her husband's fifter, who had by the marriage loft. what, to a heart which age had confirmed in youthful: avarice, was truly important--the profitable place of superintendant of his household ; and she had now sunk into the office which fashion, in this country, prevents even jealousy from executing for itself-of companion to her sister-in-law. Charles fancied that he saw Ca. roline looking wistfully around the gay circle for a knight sufficiently chevaleresque to relieve her, by bravery or stratagem, from her bondage; and for such an adventure he felt a prompt alacrity. A quick spirit sugçested to him, in an instant, the means of an introduction at once unsuspected and recommendatory: he whispered his friend George Driver to brush the old woman, and contrive to disorder her dress. George swore an American oath, that he would dock the barridan; and, with a precipitancy that might have betrayed the purpose, he trod on her crape train, and turning sharp round, under the pretence of an apology for the accident, tore the gauze completely out of its gathers.
Charles seized the happy moment of her vexation, and ingratiated himself in the old woman's favour, by the gentlemanly interest which he took in her misfor. tune, and the severity with which he rebuked George for his clumsiness. He entered into conversation with Caroline; and, while the old woman was venting her spleen on the monster, and putting her dress into some order, he candidly whispered Caroline, that, distracted by love, he had contrived the incident for the purpose of throwing his heart at her feet. A half-formed frown, which she was directing against him, was turned into a smile, on seeing the air of piteous fupplication that he had thrown into his features.
16 You are a most impudent fellow, Mr. Wildflor, to have the confidence to suspect that such conduct should be pleasant to me!”
“ I am not so impudent as to believe that the tenderness of your heart will permit you to see even justice inflicted on her, who gives you, if I suspect right, many irksome moments.”
« And pray, Sir,” said Caroline, kindling at the unexpected discovery, “how do you know that she makes my moments irksome?”
« From the means which my passion has prompted me to use for the sake of discovery-means which nothing but passion could justify."
“I beg your pardon, Sir: I did not suspect you to be an eaves-dropper !”
At this moment the old woman returned from the mirror, to which she had gone to adjust her dress; while Charles felt abashed at the unpromising outlet of his affair.
“ Did you ever," said the old lady, “ see any thing so shocking as my accident? -I am quite a fright! But I am fure, Mr. Wildflor, I am very much indebted to you for the very kind interest you took in my misfortune.”
« Yes,” said Caroline, with a malicious smile, « and you are more indebted to the gallantry of Mr. WildAor than you are aware.”
" What !” exclaims Charles : « Good God! my dear Madam-I entreat you:-pray, think no more of it !--Obliged to me!--not at all--not at all.” And, turning to Caroline, he whispered—“Why, in the name of Heaven ! you will not tell her ; will you ?”
« The gallantry of Mr. Wildflor is proverbial : : but how am I further obliged to him ?”
« You are not obliged to me at all,” said Charles hastily : “ I beg we may go and look at the tables.”
« Indeed you shall not :-I am determined my sister shall hear how much she is indebted to you."
Charles Charles gave himself up; and the old woman made a curt'ley, in anticipation. Caroline enjoyed the dilemma, and prolonged it by an elegant coinpliment on the graceful modesty which glowed so visibly on his cheek.
« Do you know, my dear fister,” continues Caroline, “ that Mr. Wildfor says he saw your picture at Mr. Cosway's, and that he thinks it a most faithful and elegant likeness.”
Mrs. Sourcrout made him one of the most complaifant of her bows, to which he, his heart filled with the happiness of Caroline's unlooked-for surrender, was utterly unable to attend; and, making his obedience to the old lady, he ejaculated
“ Charming Caroline, I shall hope to meet you there.”---Chronicle.
MR. EDITOR, TITE have several Translations of Horace; but
none that I have seen appear to do the author justice. There is in Horace a grace, a delicacy, a. liveliness, a fulness of expression, and a harmony of versification, that at once captivate the ear and the heart. I need not explain to you how far short of these excellencies our translators in general have fallen. Having myself studied this poet with uncommon attention, I have, with all my might, endeavoured to preserve these qualities in my version, of which I send you the inclosed Ode as a specimen. If you judge it to have less merit than the partial parent believes, you will still allow it, I hope, to soar above the common flights of modern poetry. It is not heavy as lead, like Mr. ; nor dull as ditch-water, like Anna Matilda; nor mad as a March-hare, like our present excellent Laureat; nor stupid but I should never make an end, if I went on with my comparisons. If this sample takes, I mean to publish a translation of the whole by subscription; it will be printed on wire
wave paper, and hot-pressed not to exceed two volmes quarto. A great number of engravings will be added by the most eminent artists. The obscenities will be left out of the common copies; but printed le. parately for the use of the curious and critical readers. The passages that have an improper political tendency will be carefully omitted; such as
Sed magis.. .
Densum humeris bibit aure vulgus. « The clustering mob is more delighted to hear of battles and the expulsion of tyrants.” Or that address to Fortune
Purpurei metuunt tyranni,
Concitet, imperiumque frangat. " Purple tyrants dread thee, O Fortune, lest thou shouldst kick down the standing pillar (of existing circumstances] ; left the thronging populace should summon the loiterers To ARMS, TO ARMS;-and demolish the empire.”
But these passages, thank God! are very few, and shall be studiously suppressed. Luckily, Horace is full of loyal effusions, which I shall endeavour to render with spirit as well as fidelity. What, for instance, can be more applicable than the following passage to the present holy war?--
Confiliis Juvenis repressæ,