part of the premises of Mr. Thornton had been destroyed in this extensive calamity, Mr. Tweddell's deposit was secured in a portion of the buildings not accessible to the destructive element. The last letter from Athens bears date July 14th, and intimates no fears entertained by the writer on the score of his own health: yet on the 25th of the same month he was no more! Monsieur Fauvel, the French consul at Athens, communicated the mournful intelligence to Mr. Neave, an English gentleman; and the nature of Mr. T.'s complaint, with the causes to which it was attributed, will be in some measure developed by the annexed extract: "Voici une nouvelle qui vous fera beaucoup de peine, quoique la connoissance que vous avez faite de Mons. Tweddell soit encore récente. Je suis persuadé que vous le regretterez beaucoup. Nous venons de le perdre après quatre jours d'une fiévre double-tierce, fruit des fatigues excessives de son voyage. Tous ses compagnons sans exception ont eu la même maladie: la sienne n'avoit rien de plus dangereux, mais je pense qu'il s'est tué, pour avoir voulu se traiter à sa manière. Plusieurs vomitifs lui avoient occasionnés de grands efforts: il prit là dessus des poudres de Docteur James, dont il vantoit les qualités merveilleuses, et du quinquina: deux jours apres, au moment où il paroissoit tranquil, il perdit tout à coup la parole et la connoisance. On m'y appella; je m'y rendis aussitot, pour le voir expirer en moins d'un demiquart d'heure entre mes bras, sans avoir donné aucune marque de souffrance; la poitrine s'est remplie, à ce qu'il m'a paru, par la rupture subite de quelques vaisseaux; il a eté suffoqué en un instant. Mons. Tweddell avoit la poitrine fort délicate depuis un voyage qu'il avoit fait en Suisse. Il avoit beaucoup souffert ici l'hiver dernier. Il a eté inhumé au milieu du temple de Thesée, en partie par mes soins, avec tous les honneurs. La garde du Vaivode l'a salué de 3 décharges de mousqueterie. Je n'avois point ve lu de prêtres, mais le temple etant aujourdhui une eglise, il n'a pàs eté possible de faire autrement. Il a été regretté de tout le monde, et je l'ai pleuré comme un frere; il m'avoit donne des preuves si sensibles de son amitié et de son bon cœur." [To be continued.] ART. II. Paris Revisited in 1815, by Way of Brussels: including a Walk over the Field of Battle at Waterloo. By John Scott, Author of a Visit to Paris in 1814; and Editor of the Champion, a London Weekly Journal. 8vo. pp. 413. 128. Boards. Longman and Co. A FAVOURABLE reception with the public has a wonderful effect in quickening the pen of an author; and Mr. Scott, in his second report on the state of France, may be said to imitate those kind personages of whom we have heard it ob served, qu'ils donnent beaucoup, et ne se font pas attendre. А сода Though a considerable resemblance prevails between this and the writer's former book, (reported in M. R. Vol. lxxvii. p. 364.) the present is certainly less replete with outré effusions against the character of our southern neighbours. We are hence tempted to conclude that Mr. S. must have been softened by the winning politeness of the Parisians; or that the length to which his charges were carried in his preceding volume is to be attributed to the power of first impressions, in a scene so new and extraordinary to an English traveller as the gay and volatile metropolis of France. His attention, moreover, was divided in his second journey by the military feats of our countrymen, and by an impatience to visit personally the scenes of the final overthrow of that power which had so long convulsed the Continent. With this view, he took his passage in the first instance for Flanders, and begins his narrative by a circumstantial account of the occurrences of his voyage to Ostend; and here we cannot help remarking that with him, as with other authors, success has had the unlucky effect of producing an extra degree of verbosity: his rule in this second tour being to describe not only every prominent character that he meets, but almost every individual or scene which can, by any amplification or stretch of imagination, be worked up into a picture. The consequence is that the volume, though by no means devoid of striking passages, contains much that is trifling, insignificant, and below the notice not only of a serious writer but of a man of sedate years. Of such minutiæ we shall, of course, take little notice; for what purpose would it answer to relate to our readers the characteristics of his fellow-passengers on board the Margate-hoy, or to copy his account of his companions in the canal-boat to Bruges or in the Flanders diligence? A large portion of the work is appropriated to topics of a very different stamp, we mean to the battles of Quatre Bras and Waterloo. Mr. S. disclaims, however, the intention of giving a complete or methodical report of these memorable engagements, and desires his readers to regard his account as little more than a collection of particulars and anecdotes that had escaped the attention of preceding writers: but we were, we confess, much interested in his representation of the exploits of our countrymen; and we shall make use of some of his details in our next ensuing article, which will be devoted to this subject. From Flanders, Mr. Scott proceeds to Paris, where he soon finds objects worthy of description, and gives his readers an amusing idea of the bustle of that capital, crowded as it then was (August 1815) with the military of almost every nation of Europe. The French were now sadly fallen from the high REV. SEPT. 1816. C spirits spirits and frequent vaunts of which he had been a witness in the preceding year; and, from the moment at which the allies occupied the capital, a general impression prevailed that France would be made to pay dearly for the late struggle. The allied sovereigns and their ministers, maintained a stately reserve towards the French court: for several weeks, British and Prussian sentinels were placed at the very palace of the Tuileries; and even when they were withdrawn from the presence of Louis, they continued to occupy the Palais Royal, and every public building of consequence throughout the metropolis. The Palais Royal was the scene of almost all the quarrels that occurred between the French military and the Allies. These squabbles seldom happened between the British and the French,but the disputes and disturbances between the latter and the Prussians were endless. The truth, I believe, was, that the French were characteristically arrogant, and that the Prussians did not understand how to repress their insolence in a dignified, prompt, and effectual manner. The stories of conspiracies, explosions, and re-actions at Paris, which were circulated in London about this time, had no more formidable foundation than these petty quarrels, that originated in no design, and came to no conclusion; but these furnished subjects for the talk of the evening in the saloons where the correspondents of the English newspapers picked up their intelligence, and the competition that necessarily existed among these gentlemen, as to which should furnish for his particular journal the most striking communication, was nothing, and could naturally be nothing, but a struggle in exaggeration. Any one who should now refer to the contents of the private letters published in the Daily Press, to guide the opinions of the public of Britain as to the state of things in France, would find them a miserable mass of inconsistent falsehoods, in almost every particular disagreeing with each other, and scarcely ever, even by accident, corroborated by facts. At the time which I am now describing, there was no such thing as procuring even intentionally true statements from Frenchmen, and if one could have been sure of their intentional honesty, their ignorance, in nine cases out of ten, would have been no less sure. Finesse, imposition, and trick, are the political weapons which the parties in France think it most advisable to wield, and this only indicates that they are, as to politics, in a state of very imperfect information, and clumsy practice. Men are always cunning until they become wise:-the Chinese merchant cheats, and he of Lloyd's is honorable in his dealings:- the difference is to be accounted for, rather by the superior commercial skill and intelligence of the latter, than by any intrinsic superiority of his moral sense. The writers for the English journals were eagerly laid hold of by the politicians of France, ladies and gentlemen:- according to the views of the mistress or master, the conversation of the evening assembly was framed; the pun was ready where the argument was deficient; the copy of verses clenched the doctrine, and a - t lively story, vouched for, by a fair partizan, who, while she de livered it, looked the most convincing logic at the English visitor,put contradiction out of the question, and did not leave recollection enough for doubt. Thus charged home, the simple correspondent returned to his hotel, and gravely embodied in a letter, as authentic intelligence of the French capital, derived from peculiarly respectable sources, the wild lies of a heartless set of French impostors. This, in due course of time, was received and published by the editor of some daily oracle, and then it became the text for political debaters: the flimsy French fabrication was taken hold of, and examined, and tried, and searched, after the thorough manner of our country, but in a way that it was never meant to bear by its ingenious manufacturers. They would think it as reasonable to make a great coat of French gauze, as to turn a serious essay on one of their own stories.' Though Mr. Scott must, even in the present work, be deemed a severe censor of the French metropolis, we find him occasionally inclined to relax, and not only to praise the climate of Paris, but to bestow a few kind words on the political feeling of the inhabitants. He describes himself as much gratified by enjoying the air of a summer's evening in the garden of the Tuileries. In the middle of the clumps of the garden, there were numerous dancing parties of the Parisian young men and women, The dance is a circular one, the dancers joining hands and singing as they go round; - the songs were all loyal, it seemed for a moment as if a heart had suddenly got into the people. The scene was highly animating and even affecting, and it became more so when the King appeared abruptly at a window, and presented himself to the cheering of the crowds below, regarding them with a mild beneficent expression of face. I do not mention this last circumstance as a decisive proof of the loyal disposition of the public. But there was something very agreeable in the external appearance of public enthusiasm, excited in favour of a lately-returned monarch, who had suffered many misfortunes and strange reverses. One did not feel inclined to break the spell at the moment; - the spectacle had the look of that of a father blessing his children, and of children expressing their love for a father.Certainly there were discernible, in the public behaviour, certain signs that it would be very difficult to reconcile with any violent feeling against the Bourbons. A fierce-looking soldier stood in the crowd collected below the King's window on the Sunday evening he stood there unconnected with any one else, as the relic of a destroyed system. He was heard to utter to himself an execration against the returned family. In an instant I saw him assailed with the utmost fury. It would be quite ridiculous to speak here of persons paid by the police; they were evidently self-animated who acted in this way. I endeavoured to notice what descriptions of the people were most active: they were those of the bourgeois, such as shopkeepers and their wives-the country folks who had come from the neighbourhood of Paris to enjoy the Sunday, also all the young men who had not military decorations and particularly the women. The soldier was only saved from their rough treatment, which they were carrying to a great length, by the arrival of the national guard, who took him off in custody. It is a fact, notorious to every one who has been in Paris, that all the windows of the print shops, and all the stalls of the boulevards, were crammed with caricatures against Buonaparte, and his friends, of the most cutting, and often of the most indecent description. The invention and execution of these might certainly be the work of the police, but if the general disposition of Paris was so warmly in favour of the cause which these prints traduced, as to threaten another national convulsion, would their exhibition lead to no paroxysm of popular indignation? Instead of their exciting any expression of disapprobation or disgust, they were all day surrounded by approving crowds, who seemed to take infinite delight in their bitterness. In the theatres, when the air of Vive Henri Quatre was played, the peals of clapping were as fervent as those which were heard in the British playhouses when the Allied Monarchs visited them. The ballad singers, too, would seem to put the real political sentiments of the commonalty to the test. I stopped one night to listen to two men on the quays, who were singing a comic description of Buonaparte's various flights; they did it with infinite fun and severity. One of them, in particular, was an admirable comedian; he fre quently interrupted his companion, who was going correctly on with the regular words as if he had committed a blunder, and threw in an interpolation of his own, adding tenfold to the bitterness of the ridicule. The crowd was immense, and was most vociferously cordial in its mirth. All the individuals present seemed to enter with the greatest good-will into the satire, and at any particularly sharp point their delight went beyond all bounds. The soldiers, on this occasion, seemed as pleased as the citizens. I assuredly saw in Paris indications which were sufficient to convince me, that, with the bulk of its middle classes, Buonaparte was not now popular, — and that, notwithstanding certain hanker ings after glory, and vague notions about the impropriety of priests, they were, nevertheless, conscious that the government of Louis the XVIIIth afforded them the best guarantee for national prosperity, and public liberty. It was very clear that the Emperor stood much higher in the people's estimation when he was at Elba, then he did after his return from that island. They attributed his first reverses to accident; they saw him treated with respect by the sovereigns of Europe,-retaining his titles, and exercising an independent sway in their neighbourhood. They could still solace themselves with the great achievements which he had led France to accomplish: they had not been visited with enough of humiliation to impress them with any fear that their fame was not still pre-eminent over their misfortunes;-they retained all the public trophies, and were, in the mean while, profiting to |