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The Ilorth American Miscellany.. No. 17.) SATURDAY, MAY 24, 1851. [VOL. II.

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We give this week two more illustrations, country scenery—enough to make one sigh, from an English designer, of the Poems of in this month of soft winds and sunshine, for GOLDSMITH.

brooks and trees. The Landscape is a sweet bit of English |

VOL. 11.-10

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Commending both to our readers as happy | author, we run on to the ordinary miscellany belps to the appreciation of a most favorite of the week.

From “ Punch."

MR. MOLONY'S ACCOUNT OF THE CRYSTAL PALACE.

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For them genteels

Who ride on wheels, There's plenty to indulge 'em;

There's Droskys snug

From Paytersbug, And vayhycles from Bulgium.

There's Cabs on Stands
And Shandthry danns;
There's Wagons from New York here;

There's Lapland Sleighs
Have crossed the seas,
And Jaunting Cyars from Cork here.

Lay your designs with wisdom, carry them on with resolution, and, let the result be what it may, you will have discharged your duty.

All great spirits are unconscious of the work they do. The earth puts forth the poetry of the season without an effort, and Genius partakes of the blindness of Nature,

Some bave more pleasure in the exercise of benevolence than others have in receiving benefits.

To scold servants at their work is not the best way to increase their diligence, or to get it well done.

Amazed I pass

From glass to glass, Deloighted I survey 'em ;

Fresh wondthers grows

Before me pose In this sublime Musayum !

From “ Bentley's Miscellany."

Upon a projection of a rock sat a young

man, with a most touching and pleasing THE BLIND LOVERS OF CHAMOUNY.

countenance; be was dressed in a sort of From the French of Charles Nodier.

blue blouse, in the form of a tunic, and had

a long stick of Cytisus in his hand; his It was during a second visit to the beauti- whole appearance reminded me strongly of ful and melancholy valley of Chamouny, Poussin's antique shepherds. His light hair that I became acquainted with the following clustered in thick curls round his uncovered touching and interesting story. A complete throat, and fell over his shoulders, his fea. change of ideas had become absolutely tures wore an expression of gravity, but not necessary for me, I sought therefore to of austerity, and he seemed sad though not kindle those emotions which must ever be desponding. There was a singular character awakened by the sublime scenes of Nature; / about his eyes, the effect of which I could my wearied heart required fresh excitement scarcely define: they were large and liquid, to divert it from the grief which was but their light was quenched, and they devouring it, and the melancholy grandeur were fixed and unfathomable. The murmur of Chamouny seemed to present a singular of the wind had disguised the sound of my charm to my then peculiar frame of mind. footsteps, and I soon became aware that I

Again I wandered through the graceful was not perceived. At length I felt sure forest of fir-trees, which surrounds the Vil that the young man was blind. Puck had lage des Bois, and this time with a new kind closely studied the emotions which became of pleasure ; once more I beheld that little visible in my face, but as soon as he displain upon which the glaciers every now covered that I was kindly disposed towards and then make an inroad, above which the his new friend, he jumped up to him. The peaks of the Alps rise so majestically, and young man stroked Puck's silky coat, and which slopes so gently down to the pictu- smiled good-naturedly at him. resque source of the Arveyron. How Il “How is it that you appear to know enjoyed gazing upon its portico of azure me," said he, “ for you do not belong to the crystal, which every year wears a new valley! I once had a dog as full of play as aspect! On one occasion, when I reached you, and perhaps as pretty, but he was a this spot, I had not proceeded very far, French water spaniel, with a coat of curly when I perceived that Puck, my favorite wool; he has left me like many others, my dog, was not by my side. How could this last friend, my poor Puck." have bappened, for he would not have been “How curious ! was your dog called Puck, induced to leave his master, even for the too?". most dainty morsel; he did not answer to “Ah, pardon me, sir," exclaimed the my call, and I began to feel uneasy, when young man, rising, and supporting himself suddenly the pretty fellow made his appear on his stick. “My infirmity must excuse ance, looking rather shy and uncomfortable, | me.” and yet with caressing confidence in my “Pray sit down, my good friend; you are affection; his body was slightly curved, his blind, I fear ?" eyes were humid and beseeching, he carried | “Yes, blind since my infancy.” his head very low, so low, that his ears "Have you never been able to see p" trailed upon the ground, like those of Zadig's “Ah, yes, but for so very short a time! dog; Puck, too, was a spaniel. If you had yet I have some recollection of the sun, and but seen Puck, in that posture, you would when I lift up my eyes towards the point have found it impossible to be angry with in the heavens where it should be, I can him. I did not attempt to scold him, but almost fancy I see a globe which reminds nevertheless he continued to leave me, and me of its color. I have, too, a faint rememreturn to me again ; he repeated this amuse-brance of the whiteness of the snow, and the ment several times, while I followed in his hue of our mountains." track till I gradually came towards the “Was it an accident which deprived you point of his attraction ; it appeared as if a of your sight ?" similar kind of sympathy drew me to the “Yes, an accident which was the least of same spot.

| my misfortunes. I was scarcely more than two years old, when an avalanche fell down side, but be sprang up eagerly, and took from the heights of La Flégère, and crushed possession of the vacant place. our little dwelling. My father, who was “Not here, not here, sir ; this is Eulalie's the guide among these mountains, had spent seat, and since her departure nobody has the evening at the Priory ; you can easily occupied it.” picture to yourself his despair when he “Eulalie,” replied I, seating myself in the found his family swallowed up by this hor- place from which he had just risen ; " tell rible scourge. By the aid of his comrades, me about Eulalie, and yourself; your story he succeeded in making a hole in the snow, interests me.” and was thus able to get into our cottage, Gervais proceeded :the roof of which was still supported on its | “I explained to you that my life had not frail props. The first thing which met his been devoid of happiness, for Heaven comeyes was my cradle; he placed this at once pensates bountifully to those in misfortune, in safety, for the danger was rapidly in- by inspiring good people with pity for their creasing ; the work of the miners caused wretchedness. I lived in happy ignorance fresh masses of ice to crumble, and served of the extent of my deprivation ; suddenly, rather to hasten the overthrow of our fra however, a stranger came to reside in the gile abode; he pushed forward to save my Village des Bois, and formed the topic of mother, who had fainted, and he was after conversation in our valley. He was only wards seen for a moment carrying her in his known by the name of M. Robert, but the arms, by the light of the torches which general opinion was, that he was a person burnt outside ; and than all gave way. I of distinction, who had met with great losses was an orphan, and the next day it was and much sorrow, and consequently had discovered that my sight had been de resolved to pass his latter years in perfect stroyed.”

solitude. He was said to have lost a wife, “ Poor child ! so you are left alone in the to whom he was tenderly attached; the reworld, quite alone !".

sult of their union, a little girl, had occa“In our valley, a person visited by missioned him much grief, for she was born fortune is never quite alone; all our good blind. · While the father was held up as a Chamouniers united in endeavoring to re- model for his virtues, the goodness and lieve my wretchedness : Balmat gave me charms of his daughter were equally ex. shelter, Simon Coutet afforded me food, tolled. My want of sight prevented me Gabriel Payot clothed me; and a good from judging of her beauty, but could I have widow who had lost her children, undertook beheld her she could not have left a more the care of me. She still performs a mo- lovely impression on my mind. I picturo ther's part to me, and guides me to this spot her to myself sometimes as even more inevery day in summer.”

teresting than my mother." “And are these all the friends you have ?” “She is dead, then !” inquired I.

“I have had more," said the young man,' “ Dead !” replied he in an accent in which while he placed his finger on his lips in a there was a strange mixture of terror and mysterious manner, “but they are gone." wild joy! “dead! who told you so ?"

“ Will they never come back again p L “Pardon me, Gervais, I did not know her ;

"I should think not, from appearances; I was only endeavoring to find out the yet a few days ago I imagined that Puck reason of your separation." would return, that he had only strayed; but “She is alive,” said he, smiling bitterly ; nobody strays among our glaciers with im- and he remained silent for a moment. “I punity. I shall never feel him bound again do not know whether I told you that she at my side, or hear him bark at the ap was called Eulalie. Yes, her name was proach of travellers," and he brushed away Eulalie, and this was her place;" he broke a tear.

off abruptly. “Eulalie,” repeated he, while “ What is your name ?"

he stretched out his hand as if to find her “ Gervais."

by his side. Puck licked his fingers, and “Listen, Gervais; you must tell me about looked pityingly at him: I would not bave these friends whom you have lost;" at the parted from Puck for a million. same time I prepared to seat myself by his “Calm yourself, Gervais, and forgive me

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