fered to remain with us another moment. Can he, think you?" They all replied in the negative; on which he directed a subaltern to strip the delinquent of his uniform, and then to abandon him to his remorse and disgrace. This sentence was instantly executed. On his return from Colberg to Berlin, notwithstanding the flatteries and panegyrics that were poured upon him from all quarters, he still displayed the same modest, unaffected, and strictly moral character as before. Though he was the idol of the people, and it was impossible for him to appear abroad without attracting the eyes both of strangers and his countrymen, still he was disposed rather to undervalue, than to over-rate his merits. On its being once observed that the public, with its demonstrations of respect, could not but be troublesome to him, he replied, " people make a great deal too much of me. I cannot deny that it gives me pleasure to find that they are glad to see me. If they even were troublesome when they crowd so about me, I should not mind it. Who can refuse his fellow citizens so small a gratification!"

The fair sex employed various arts to captivate the hero of the day, on whom nature had conferred a robust frame, a vigorous constitution, a handsome person, and highly animated features; but he withstood all their fascinations. In love, he was a rare example of rigid morality.

He wasted not the precious moments in idle or enervating pleasures: he was incessantly employed either in business, in augmenting his stock of military knowledge, or in exercising his troops, and fulfilling the duties of his post with exemplary punctuality.

On his quitting Berlin, in the manner which has already been described, the cavalry belonging to his corps being left behind, endeavoured to get away by artifice, and many of the infantry actually followed him. What their leader did, they could not but consider right: without him they felt in the highest degree miserable; they could not endure the separation from one whom they loved as their own lives, with whom they had shared the most imminent dangers. In short, they deemed it disgraceful to remain behind. Among these troops the greatest uneasiness prevailed; they loudly required a certain major to conduct them out of Berlin. He refused to comply; and, among other severe expressions, asked if they were a band of robbers, and were determined to violate the su

bordination which they owed to their superiors. On this a subaltern stepped out of the ranks. "Major," said he, "refrain from opprobrious language; that will only make matters worse.Have we not fought like brave men, for our king and country? would to God that all had but performed their duty like us! We shall not quietly take the affront which you offered to us all." A general murmur arose among the soldiers, and many of them stamped with the butt-end of their muskets on the ground.

A general, who happened to be not far off, attracted by this loud expression of disapprobation, asked the major what was the cause of it. "These men," replied the latter, "want to follow Schill; and because I will not suffer them, they are angry; nay, a subaltern has even the presumption to contradict me." The prudent general was aware that, at a moment when all minds were in a violent ferment, every severe expression would be ill timed. "Recollect, my lads," said he, "that you now belong not to major Von Schill, but to your king and country. From him you shall receive fresh pay and subsistence, and to him you have sworn allegiance. I give you my word, that, whenever another war breaks out, I shall deem it an honour to put myself at your head. Will you now behave quietly, and as becomes good soldiers?" "We will," replied several. "But the major called us a band of robbers; and for this, we demand satisfaction." The major was put under arrest, and the disturbance was quelled.

We ought not to omit an anecdote of the servant of an officer belonging to Schill's corps, as it serves in some measure to characterize the sentiments which pervaded, without exception, all the persons of whom it was composed. This young man, who had been, from his childhood, in the service of his master, fancied, the day after the corps had left Berlin, that he was abandoned by the whole world, and resolved to follow it. In the midst of his distress, while he was with tears deploring his forlorn condition, he was offered another very eligible situation, by a person who was affected by his attachment to his master. "No," replied he, "I will not leave my master, even if you would give me a thousand dollars a year." With a dollar in his pocket, and a small supply of provisions, he quitted Berlin. Between Zehlendorff

and Potzdam, he saw a poor old man sitting by the road-side, and eating a piece of dry bread. He shared his little store with the veteran; and when the latter expressed his gratitude, the faithful fellow replied, "may God reward my master for what I have done for you! only pray that I may soon find him again safe and

sound."

Notwithstanding all the shackles which the French have with such industry imposed on the liberty of the press and of speech throughout Germany, it gives us pleasure to find, that the spirit which animated the patriotic Schill and his gallant followers, yet survives in that unhappy country. Of this, the following recent fact affords a striking demonstration:

A party of 76 French and Poles being ordered to escort to Magdeburg 67 men of Schill's corps, till then confined at Stettin, had proceeded as far as the town of Old Brandenburg. Among the prisoners were 30 Prussian subjects, who were demanded by the governor, general Hirschfeldt. The French captain who commanded the escort, refused, however, to deliver them up, and the general had been expressly forbidden by his court to employ force. The whole detachment being quartered in one house, a great number of the inhabitants assembled round it towards evening. Their indignant murmurs alarmed the commanding officer, who sent his lieutenant to claim the protection of the governor., The lieutenant, a hot-headed young man, had the imprudence to threaten the populace, by the way, with the vengeance of the great Napoleon; for which he was complimented with a sound drubbing, and other impressive marks of resentment. Nothing but the presence of a squadron of Prussian cuirassiers prevented the instant storming of the house and the deliverance of the prisoners. The captain now thought it most politic to delay his departure till midnight. The prisoners, warned by the fate of their comrades murdered at Magdeburg, Brunswick, and other places, and perhaps looking upon Brandenburg as the last place where they could hope to be rescued, proved refractory, and refused to set off. The bayonets of the escort soon reduced them to obedience; but the bold spirit which had animated their lamented chief, suddenly inspired them with a resolution to attempt their deliverance. Some of the Prussian cuirassiers happened to be near the spot. "Comrades," cried one of Schill's hussars, " will you suffer your countrymen to be dragged to prison, and their blood to be shed, by your mortal enemies?" This exclamation was the signal for an attack upon the detachment. A sanguinary conflict succeeded, and several were killed and wounded on both sides. The people, hastening from the neigbouring houses with weapons of every kind, mingled in the fray, and, by their efficient support, enabled at least the greater part of the unfortunate prisoners to escape from the clutches of their discomfited foes.

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FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

ORIGINAL LETTERS FROM PARIS,

Addressed by Rembrandt Peale to C. W. Peale, and Rubens Peale.

This interesting correspondence is from the pen of a celebrated painter who is now a resident in the metropolis of the French empire, improving himself with the utmost assiduity in his art. His opportunities are glorious and ample, his genius is ardent and inspired, and his industry never flags. We expect from his enthusiasm the most honourable results to the character of our country; and the paintings by the artist of some of the most illustrious characters in France, together with his invaluable knowledge of the style of Encaustic painting, will render both him and his labours interesting to the public.

EDITOR.

SINCE I recovered from my dismal confinement of two months with my sore leg I have got again to work, and my prospects open fair before me. I was not idle during my confinement although I could not paint, and besides reading I pursued my experiments on encaustic, and have finally succeeded beyond my expectations; so that I shall paint all my portraits in that manner, but shall be obliged to finish such as were begun in oil, in the old way. My encaustic leaves me nothing to desire, and in addition to the allvantages of a canvass that will not crack nor burn up, and the pre

servation of the colours which cannot embrown, as I have accomplished it, there is a facility of inestimable advantage, no waiting for the colours to dry, no dust spoiling my black-the advantages of miniature, fresco, and oil-painting combined. I have produced the most brilliant effects-my tints surpass the fairest complexions and equal what the imagination can conceiveBeauty shall come to me for immortality, for its texture flows from my pencil as I trace its forms; to create flesh is no longer difficult; to modify it with colour, light, or shadow, no longer tedious; consequently my principal attention may be directed to character and beauty.

Hitherto my materials obeyed reluctantly my obstinate commands, now my will and they are one, and I shall enjoy the glorious prerogative of producing almost as rapidly as I can conceive.

I have done in encaustic Delametherie, Humboldt, Carnot, La Fayette, Dupont de Nemours, Bertholet, Vauquelin, Gregoire, Geoffroi, Jussieu, Beauvois, Gerard. Mr. Warden will immediately write to Lacepede, Lagrange, &c.

Our health is getting better, the weather milder, the days longer and lighter, the children improve at school and talk with us a great deal of you all. Immense preparations are making to celebrate the emperor's marriage-Paris will be in a blazehave you received my letter in which I say I have engaged a set of crystals in wood, at about one hundred and eighty dollars? I shall visit the workmen in a few days. The marquis de la Fayette sends his kind respects and best wishes.

We have had five months of the most dismal weather I ever knew, which was rendered more sad by continual sickness and complaints in my family; myself always one, particularly during January and February, the whole of which I was confined to the sopha, my leg raised, with a dangerous sore. Before this came I had been as busy as I could be with my heads-heads so hard to find with leisure, and had done as much as the darkness and shortness of the days would permit me, since then I have resumed the task with new vigour and improved materials in encaustic. It is only after nine years' experiments that I have succeeded