have 2 for pos}00. .gbrelia might be sufficient; and to one resident ’ sony as should be deemed an adequate compensation | each for the duties and inconveniences of his public | Thus, within a distance admitting of a daily gtercourse With the town, the allowance might be jmited to the mere travelling expenditure; within a alking distance, a pair of water-proof boots and an own, there might, in like manner, be supplied a pair of| gjian rubbers, to keep his feet dry when he crossed the auare to attend in his place in that House. And it was to give time for the improvement of these sugges- yons that he viewed the disallowance of that item in the appropriation Bill. ‘There was absurdity stamped upon ihe face of the proposition.; and it would be time enough vote acompensation to their honors when they shall jave fallen so low that they cannot be brought to fulfil wer public duties from a higher and better motive. The item was unanimously disagreed to. THE EXAMINER. THE CHARACTER OF LAMARTINE, in the! members of the assembly prepared tc withdraw, in|! more. Atlength, exasperated eeG—QueEn”" - «MISCELLANY. LABOUR. Ho! ye who at the anvil toil, And strike the sounding blow, Where, from the burning iron’s breast, The sparks fly to and fro! While answering to'the hammer’s rine, And fire’s intenser glow— X Oh! while ye feel ’tis hard to toil And sweat the long day through, Remember, it is harder stil] To have no work to do. Ho! ye who till the stubborn soil, Whose hard hand guides the plough, Who bend beneath the summer sun, With burning cheek and brow— Ye deem the curse still clings to earth From olden time till now; But while ye feel ’tis hard to toil, And labour all day through, Remember, it is harder still To have no work to do. Ho! ye who plough the sea’s blue field— Who ride the restless wave— Beneath whese gallant vessel’s kee] There lies a yawning grave ; Around whoes bark the wintry winds, Like fiends of fury rave— Oh! while ye feel ’tis hard to toil, And labour long hours through, Remember, it is harder still ‘To have no work to do. lio! ye upon whose fevered cheeks The hectic glow is bright, Whose mental toil wears out the day, And half the weary night— Who labour for the souls of men, Champions of truth and right; Although you feel your toil is hard, Even with this glorious view, Remernber, it is harder still ‘'o have no work to do. Ho! all who labour—all who strive-- Ye wield a lofty Power : Do with your might—do with your strength— Fill every golden hour! The glorious privilege to do, Is man’s most noble power, Oh! to your birthright and yourselves, To your own souls be true! A weary, wretched life is theirs, Who have no work to do. ==|doubled fury,as the calm glance of Lamartine met his A second took sick, died quickly, like the other was ,, Oa the Monday following the flight of Louis Phi)-|Placed in a charity coffin, and conveyed in the same lippe, @ grand council was held of all the revolationary|"&Y, by the unfortunate mother, to the same place of leaders, assembled to dictate terms a huis clos to the| burial, and buried in like manner by her own hands. Provisional Government. ‘The wise and calm demeanor! She returned again. A third child took sick; died of Lamartine seems to have irritated in no small degree speedily also; was stretched in a coffin procured frozi: the boiling, passionate nature of Lagrange, whose ex-|the charitable, borne away as before by the serrowing citement was so fierce, and terrible, that several of che; Mother, and interred near the other two, by the help- ess peor creature’s almost cxcoriated hands. -She re- alarm. Lamartine alone blenched not, and the sang|turned a third time. A fourth child was ill; fell « Jroid and self-possession displayed in his replies only |Victim as quickly as each of the others, was cofined by served to increase the savage anger of his opponent the|Charity, and carried off'and laid by the mother beside Senedd control, the in-|her three other children. She came-back to her furiated republican, drawing a pistol from his pocket, Wtetced apartment. A fifth child was seized with the rushed towards Lamartine, and exclaiming ‘ Thou art| Malady ; a fifth coffin procured ; a.fifth wearisome jour. no true patriot,’—pointed the weapon at the head of the/"¢y made alone by the mother; and a fifth body con- minister—‘ What hinders me from taking thy life now|Signed to the earth, there at all events no longer to fee! —at once—upon the instant?’ shrieked he with re-|the pangs of disease, or the slow wasting progress 0! unalleviated hunger. These facts were told to us by a eye. ‘Your own conscience,’ coolly replied the minis-|C!ergyman who had them from personal knowledge. ‘____|ter, ‘and the utter aselessness of such an outrage ; for) We state them, heart-rending and appalling, as ther all to a man, have resolved to die rather ‘than submit to violence or to return to the senseless anarchy of 93” The words had the effect of calming for an instant the held, and turning pale as death, while his eye quailed before the steady gaze of Lamartine, he muttered be- tween his teeth, ‘ Thou art not atrue republican, nor yet atrue patriot; butl verily believe thou art an honest man! and then sank again upon his seat at the coun- cil board, trembling in every limb, and apparently cx- hausted with the effort of passion to which he had given way. It was then that his neighbour, La Caussidere, managed to seize the pistol which he had placed be- side him,and by his presence of mind-saved the Assembly from a dreadful catastrophe, for in the-space of a‘few moments Lagrange arose, and with the most frightful yells and hollowings began to rend the clothes from his back and to tear the flesh from his bosom, until the blood spirted forth, all the while uttering the most fear- evident that the fierce excitement of the last few days borne to-a maison de sante at Montmaitre, where he}: now remains, I believe, a raving maniac. LOUIS PHILLIPPE. The-selfish and heartless policy of the ex-Kirg of ithe French, in the hey-day of prosperity, and the‘ fear- 'fal retribution which has overtaken him, 1s thue gra- |phically pourtrayed in the following passage from’ J'ait’s| | Magazine : | The game of Orleans is ended. The roofless cot- tages and the burning fields of Africa--the smoke of ithe Daharra— the groans of men, and children, dying in its accursed caverns—the treachery to Spain-- the loathsome wiles to reina woman, and gaina crown ‘fora child unborn—the stoical money-making indiffer-| ‘ence to the material and moral progress of France and ‘her people—the hypocritical use of religion and the priests to secure the Tuilleries—the wretched higgling ‘with Poland as the commodity of a dealer—the sale of \Cracow—the attempt to plant and keep the Jesuits on the Swiss mountains—the transfer of the country’s ‘influence to the arbitrary powers of the North--the lavowed falsehood of the Cabinet—the corruption of |Justice—the bribery of Judges—the trafficking in Le- ‘gislation—the murderous attack on a-small Island in ‘the Southern Seas—the robbery of Tahiti, and the telaughter of its children—gather altogether in a million \of memories, in a week of retribution, when they areall avenged; and the exile of youth, having passed through every grade in life, and like the Bourbons, having Jearned } i 1 Tre Giris.—Not long since a marriage was to be celebrated in the village church. ‘The minister, after| making a very eloquent and touching discourse on the duties of those who were about to be united, suddenly exclaimed—* ‘Those who wish to be married will please rise!” and, immediately after, there shot up, above the seated multitude, the heads, handsome and otherwise, of | «crowd of young girls—who had understood the re- mark, which was addressed to the contractitg parties, as a general invitation to all who were desirous to leave the selfish state of single blessedness.— Bath (.dmericat) Tribune. [t's Wet it’s wo Werse.—After the Amerigan re- volutionary war, George IL. ordered a thanksgiving to ve offered up throughout the kingdom. A noble Scotch civine, addressing his Majesty on the subject, inquired ~—“For what are we to return thanks? ‘T'hat your Majesty has lost thirteen of your best provinces?” The King answered “No.” “Js it then that your Majesty as lost 10,000 lives of-your subjects in the contest ?” No, no,*said the King. “It is then because-you have losta bun millions of money, and for the defeat and tarnish of your Majesty’s arms >” “ No such thing!” said the King pleasantly. “ What then is the object of ‘thethanksgiving ?” -“ Oh, to give thanks that .<t is no worse.” ‘it is an extraordinary ‘fact thatwhen people «come ‘‘o what is-commenly called high «werde, they generally’ nothing, is an outcast king and a wanderer in his old tremble in the convuisions of this great earthquake. A SAD PICTURE OF IRISH SUFFERING. and Clare Examiner, Ireland. utmost destitution, and the disease rapidly mastered the young orphan’s energies. A coffin was begged. Coffin and corps would have been borne, perhaps without the mother’s assistance, to some graveyard near. But she had lived at a distance of many miles from this city, and in the burial ground of her native place her friends were interred. ‘The distance was far; andas few would unnecessarily, the poor mother resolved to bear it her- of her offspring. -She . returned te.her orphans. nice lomrlan sugges. : ~~ r should I fall, there will still remain my colleagues, who|#ré, Without the slightest exaggeration. THE SURPLICE EMBUTE, ‘The following admirable jeu d’esprit was writter fury of Lagrange—he dropped the weapon which he ‘during the wars ofthe gown and surplice:— A very pretty public stir Is making down at Exeter, About the surplice fashion ; And many bitter words and rude Have been bestowed upon the feud, And much unchristan passion. For me—I neither know nor-care Whether a parson ought to wear A black dress pra white dress.— Filled with a trouble of my own,— A wife that preaches in her gown, And lectures in her nicht-dress. Ligerty, Equatuiry, Frarernity.—The “ Man ix ful imprecations and blasphemies. In an instant the| Moon” hits off -some of the decrees of the French Pro- whole Assembly was in an uproar—the terror of the|visional Government in the following pleasant bur. seene was greater than words can describe. It was lesque: Inthe name of the Republic, the Provisional Govern- had turned the brain of Lagrange and produced a fit of| ment decrees as follows: 1. That every citizen sha!! raging madness. He was secured with difficulty, and possess an income of 50,000 francs, no more or less. ~2. hat every citizen shall be exempt from influenza ent colds in the heads. 3. That ne citizen shall cook :his dinner, or brush his boots, but that a paternal govern- ment shall do both for him. 4. That all citizens shall be equal in weight and height,as well as political :privi- leges. 5. That all citizens being workmen, shall be paid by the piece, and upon the principle that he whe \does the least shall receive the most. 6. That .any citizen who has a good coat to his back is atyrant and ought to lose it. 7. That Citizen Dumas having made great snms of money by writing novels, and the same being an infringement of liberty and equality, that al! the citizens be empowered henceforth to write as good novels as citizen Dumas. 8. That Citizens Lamaitre, Victor Hugo, and Horace ‘Vernet, having acquired great fame respectively by their acting, dramatic writing and painting, and that the same being.an infringement on the rights of man, which are naturally and eternal!v equal, that all citizens be empowered to ast as wel), write es well, and paint as well, respectively, as Citizen- Lamaitre, Victor Hugo, and Horace Vernet. 9. ‘Thai in order to carry out the wholesome principle broached in the circular of Citizen Carnot, no citizen shall be eligible for aseat in the National Convention who can spell hisown name. 10. That every loafshail be as big as two loaves. il. That every man under the republic shall be as good as three menunder the monarchy. ‘J That the future in general-shall be in France, one long inclouded holiday. Signed by ‘the members of the Provisional Government. Hotel de Ville. A Mopest Reeuest.—When the Duke of Ormonas age. ‘They are all revenged; but the stroke of retri-|was made Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, in Queen Ann’s bution terribly shakes all nations, and many thrones reign,one of his friends applied to him for some -pre ferment, adding, that he was no means particular, and was wiliing to accept either.a Bishopric, or a Regimen: of Horse—or to be made Lord Chief Justice of ‘the . _, , | King’s Bench. This, however is surpassed by Horace The following is copied verbatim from the Limerick Walpole’s anecdote of a humane jailor in Oxfordshire - who made the following application to one of his eon. “A singular instance of maternal affection and me-|gemned prisoners. “My good friend! I-have a little lancholy misery occurred in this town a few days since.| fayour te ask you, which from your. obliging disposi- A widow, who, unfortunately for them, was the mother tion, J doubt not you will readily grant. You are ox ofsix childfen, found refuge in adelapidated dwelling} gored for execution on Friday week. ‘I have a parti mone of the lanes, The youngest of her children fell| oular engagement on that day: if it makes no differ ill and died. The whole family were ina state of the] once to you, would you say nezt Friday instead?” Bacuesors.—A bill has been introduced into the Kentucky Legislature to levy a specific tax on bachelor: over thirty, the proceeds to be applied for the support 0: indigent widows and orphans. An exchange «paper says this is all wrong—thereceipts ought to be applied to the “aid and comfert of maiden ladies: whe have turs-- consent to carry a coffin containing a stranger so fer ed the sharp corner of thirty.” Becxnn to Come Orr.—Somewhere in the West, : self. She aetually did so; she had it placed-upon her| cable knight of the lather and brush was performing t!x back, anc slowly and wearily she bore it away, reached operation of sheving a hoosier with a very dullrrazer~ the graves of her kindred, scraped a trench, we have} « Stop!” said the hoosier, “that won't do.”—*Whut's heard, with her own hands, and thus consigned tothe} Je matta, boss 2"—* That razor, pulls.”—* Well no me't« rearth, wherexane wishedrthey sahakid rest rike remains tor dat,cak. ‘Ifde -handle eb-de razor don’t break,se .beard’e bound tovcum-<af!"--PHisherzh Meres