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designed by Titian, and executed by the Zuccati, only for the completion of three or four pictures. But must be excepted from criticism, and allowed to rank what is that? The frescoes of Michael Angelo are not with all but the very marvels of recent production. imperishable, and the canvas of the divine Raphael For these, unrivalled as they are in colour, delicacy, must in time fall in pieces and decay; but the work of and fidelity, we must turn to the magnificent altar- the mosaicist is imperishable. His pictures can never pieces, and the no less magnificent, though necessarily fade. The Pyramids of Egypt are not more lasting; coarser decorations of the domes and ceilings of and when all the years of his life have been dedicated St Peter's. Here, bewildered at first, and unable to to the perpetuation of such a work as the Transfigurabelieve that they are other than they seein, we find tion, or the St Peter Martyr, he feels, at least, that he the master-pieces of the renaissance reproduced on has not lived in vain.' every side. Fresh and brilliant are they, as if removed The mosaic-worker was an enthusiast; but enthubut yesterday from the easel-changed into stone, as siasm is not rare in Rome. We have seen quite before the glance of Medusa-fadeless, perfect, inde- unlearned men-soldiers, peasants, mechanics, and the structible by aught save fire. Here is the Trans- like-standing, as if in a dream, before the great figuration of Raphael, the St Michael of Guido, the master-pieces of the Vatican, and enjoying them to the St Francis and St Sebastian of Domenichino. Far full as keenly as the aristocratic amateurs who find above, peopling the circuit of the mighty dome, and their way in for a couple of pauls on the closed days. filling the spandrels of the great arches, we see more in the artist, this feeling is necessarily intensified mosaics, as delicate, apparently, as those above the proportionately to his knowledge. Perhaps it would altars, but constructed nevertheless upon a scale pro- not be going too far to suggest that this very enthuportioned to their elevation. The cherubs up there siasm has somewhat to do with the decline of modern are larger than Gog and Magog, and the pen in the art in Italy. The student of promise is sent hither by hand of St Mark measures six feet in length.

the heads of the great academy in which he has been From St Peter's to the manufactory of mosaics in trained-he loiters away his three years amid picturethe Vatican is but a step, and no traveller should leave galleries and ruins-he perhaps adds a few rambling Rome without having visited it. Much as he may sketches to his portfolio—it may be that he copies have admired the chefs-d'oeuvre in the neighbouring one or more of the great pictures ; not to retain as cathedral, he can form but a poor conception of their life-long studies and memorials, but to sell to some value till he has witnessed with his own eyes the toil- suburban convent or chapel, for money to pay his some elaboration which they exact at the hands of the reckoning at the Trattoria di Lepre. These are, too artist. It is no trade, this working of pictures in frequently, the only results of his journey. He has stone, and the mosaicist is no mere plodding mechanic. admired, but he has not worked. His genius is A refined judgment, an extensive knowledge of art, crushed by the contemplation of an excellence to which an eye trained to follow the minutest gradations of he is persuaded human prowess can never attain a colour, and a full appreciation of the various schools, second time. By the very generosity of his delight, must guide the hand of the patient copyist, who thus by the very depth of his artistic faith, he is undone. invests the master-pieces of all time with something But this is a digression. like an earthly immortality. To conquer the enormous The manufactory of mosaics at the Vatican consists difficulties of his profession, the mosaicist must first of several long galleries, opening out one after the become, to all intents, an artist; and few who have other, and filled with busy workers. Each artist has witnessed the process would be disposed to deny his a small table to himself, the design standing before claim to the title.

him on an easel, a spirit-lamp, and a grindstone. The The substance from which the enamels are formed spirit-lamp, as we have already stated, is of use in the is a composition made with lead, iron, zinc, copper, production of minute differences of colour; the grindand gold, and subjected to the heat of a furnace. The stone is necessary for the better shaping of the little relative proportions of these metals vary with the morsels of enamel, since these, although prepared for colour required to be produced. The shades of colour him up to a certain size by the workman, can only be are developed by a greater or lesser degree of heat. It curred to the purposes of his subject by the artist is a mistake to suppose that these enamels are nothing himself. We were shewn a box of brown enamels, as but opaque pieces of glass; they are purely metallic first cut by the workman, to be afterwards dealt out combinations, harder than stone, undefaceable by to the mosaicists. Some were as large as broad weather or time, and only to be affected by the action beans; some shaped into little flat sticks; some were of fire. All along the great lines of shelves which mere threads, not much thicker than needles; and cover the walls of the vast galleries from top to bottom, others, again, were minute cubes about the size of a sorted in compartments, protected by wirework, like pin's head. Great cases are placed here and there books in a library, and labelled numerically--each along the galleries, filled with models of the tints, to number standing for a colour or shade of a colour-are the full number of twenty thousand, These models are stored the slabs of composition, ready for use. They shaped and coloured like cakes of water-colour; and embrace every conceivable tint, beginning at pure arranged in tiny square holes, something like the white, and ending with black. Their number is twenty letters in a compositor's case. thousand.

The process of forming the mosaic picture is very • Nature,' we were told, in reply to our surprised curious. A large slab of slaty calcareous stone is inquiry, has more than twenty thousand colours. prepared for the back or groundwork, and cut away to They are not sufficient even for art. We are frequently a depth varying from the sixteenth to three-fourths of obliged to temper the enamel in a spirit-lamp, to an inch, as the scale of the work may require. It is produce the exact hue we require.'

then filled in and levelled down with a soft composiA man engaged in fitting some tiny morsels for the tion, upon which the artist makes his outline. As he jagged edges of a rose-leaf, smiled at our remark on proceeds with his work, he cuts away the composition, the tediousness of the work.

and substitutes a thick yellow cement, into which the *The labour is nothing,' he said, “so long as it is fol- mosaic fragments are carefully imbedded. In the lowed by success. The artist in mosaic is content if his choice of these, the mosaicist proves himself a true work be only well done, since that which is well done artist. Through all the gradations and evanescent is done for ever. He is sometimes occupied during effects of colour, he has no guide but his eye, no ten, fifteen, or twenty years upon one large subject resource but infinite patience and judgment. The such, for instance, as the Communion of St Jerome. most valuable paintings are intrusted to him, as they Sometimes the labour of his whole lifetime suffices are intrusted to the weavers at the manufactory of Gobelin tapestries in Paris. In the first room, we were engraved; and as the mosaicist proceeds, he cuts it shewn a superb table about to be presented by the pope away without difficulty, and substitutes mastic and to Queen Christina of Spain, and a picture destined for precious stones. A little box stands beside him, filled the Emperor of the French. The original paintings, with jewels-looking, by the way, very worthless and from which were executed the mosaics in the vaultings dull, but beautiful enough when ground down and and domes of St Peter's, are all preserved at the manu- polished. When none of these will furnish the exact factory; and the designs for the portraits of the popes hue required, it is sometimes possible to produce it at St Paul's beyond the Walls, hang round the rooms. artificially. Thus, we were shewn a fine cherry in a Some notion of the value and delicacy of mosaic group of flowers and fruits, which, having been cut portraiture may be conveyed by the fact that, in a from a piece of amber chalcedony, and exposed to the portrait of Pope Paul V., the face alone is said to action of fire, had acquired all the rich and ruddy contain no less than one million and a half of pieces. tones of the natural fruit. Some laurel leaves of a

Pictures in stone-at least those produced at the delicately graduated olive-green, were brought, said pope's studios—are not purchaseable with money. the workman, from the bed of the Arno-other greens They are made only for the pontiff and his palaces, for from the neighbouring mountains, from the Low the basilicas of St Peter and St Paul's beyond the Countries, and from Russia. These mosaics of pietre Walls, and for purposes connected with the papal commesse, or mixed stones, are much less elaborate as government. Occasionally, some crowned head or regards the size of the pieces than those of Rome or eminent noble is so fortunate as to receive one from his Venice; and yet, in consequence of the extreme hardholiness; but the honour is exceptional, and seldom ness of the materials, take almost as long to execute. conferred upon any but good Catholics. The finest A small white rosebud, we were told, had occupied Vatican mosaic ever produced is said to be a copy of the mosaicist for an entire fortnight, although each Leonardo da Vinci's Last Supper, now in the possession leaf was formed out of a single piece, and there were of the emperor of Austria. It was executed for only twelve pieces in all. A bunch of flowers, someNapoleon, when king of Italy, is of the same size as what less than the palm of one's hand, was the work the original, cost between 1.7000 and 1.8000, and of three months. occupied ten artists during more than eight years. Even more tedious, and not nearly so interesting,

Totally different in style and material, but in some is the preparation of the pietro duro into which the cases even more valuable than the Vatican mosaics, mosaic is transferred when done. The pietro duro is are the gem mosaics of Florence. In the former, the generally chosen of a dark or black colour, and is colours are artificially produced by a composition of very fine, close-grained, and hard. On this, a piece metals ; in the latter, only precious stones are of white paper, delicately traced with the outline of employed, and the various tints are formed by a careful the mosaic, is pasted down. The workman then adaptation of such gradations as the material affords. proceeds to cut away the stone for the reception of Amethyst, jasper, chalcedony, turquoise, yellow topaz, the mosaic, leaving the space for every tendril, thorn, coral, cornelian, agate, lapis lazuli, malachite, alabaster, petal, or jagged leaf, with an accuracy and patience and rich marbles, are transformed by the skill of the that is almost inconceivable. When he has finished, mosaicist into the most admirable and elaborate repre- it is perfect to a hairbreadth; the mosaic is the sentations of flowers, fruit, arabesques, and heraldic same; they fit together with marvellous accuracy ; ornaments. The beautiful brooches of inlaid jaspers and it only remains for a third workman to unite which are occasionally to be seen in the cases of our them with mastic, to set them in a grounding of white best jewellers, are all from Florentine manufactories ; cement, and to complete the solidity of the whole by and many persons will doubtless recollect the superb placing a slab of slate at the back. Excepting metal, table exhibited by M. Gaetano Bianchini at the there is nothing so hard of texture as the pietro duro. Exposition Universelle of Paris in the year 1855. The point of a pin will make no impression on it,

Being already much interested in the art, and desir- even when rough; and it has to be cut by means of a ous of comparing the process with that of the workers fine steel wire, and worked down with emery and a at the Vatican, we devoted a considerable portion of wheel. Merely to cut the space for a scroll about our brief Florentine visit to pilgrimages among the three inches in length and one and a half in breadth, mosaic studios so plentifully scattered throughout that had employed one man for more than a week; and charming city. The most extensive, and perhaps the to prepare the groundwork for the small bunch of most famous of all these, belongs to the M. Bianchini flowers lately named, had taken sixteen days. But just named; and as every studio is but a repetition of the greatest marvel of all awaited us at the table of every other studio, a rapid résumé of what we there a workman who was busily joining a mosaic into its were very obligingly told and shewn, will suffice for all groundwork of pietro duro. The design represented the rest. And here be it observed, by way of intro- a basket of flowers surrounded by arabesques. All duction, that M. Bianchini is not only a mosaic master, was completed, with the exception of one tiny hole. but that the energy, liberality, and success with which This hole was left a little way above a beautiful he has carried on and improved his art, has procured blush-rose, and was somewhat less than the size of him honours and distinctions for which the noblest and the queen's head on a sixpence. wisest might here labour in vain and for ever.

The master smiled at our expression of curiosity; In the workshops of M. Bianchini, as in the Vatican, and the workman, obedient to his glance, took from each workman has his own bench and table, and the box a morsel of mosaic, and fitted it to the hole. works separately. The process is very tedious, re. It was a tiny butterfly, wrought in emerald green, quiring the utmost possible nicety of hand and eye, scarlet, azure, and gold, with purple peacock's eyes on and the tools are very small and delicate. We were the wings, and dark velvety shadings on the body. It shewn files and lapidary-wheels of lilliputian dimen- fitted so exactly, even to the thread-like antennæ, sions, and tiny saws like steel threads fitted on a bow. that it was difficult to believe how space enough could With these, the gems and the pietro duro, or stone- remain for the cement. ground, are sawn and shaped ; for marbles and jaspers The workmen were all young, or in the prime of life. being, of course, very expensive when brilliant in Several among them looked delicate, and some shook colour, are only used in thin veneers, about one-eighth their heads sadly when questioned, and confessed that of an inch in thickness.

their sight was already slightly impaired. We afterEvery mosaic is first made in a groundwork of softwards learned that the employment was injurious not gray stone, afterwards to be transferred into the pietro only to the eyes, but to the general health—that few duro. On this soft stone the outline is carefully Florentine mosaicists enjoyed a long tenure of life

and that the workmen engaged in the grand ducal swallowed into sanguinary ruffians, I did not realise manufactory are released from labour at sixty years of to its full extent the perilous predicament in which age, and comfortably pensioned off for the remainder of I was placed: very likely, a partly unconscious, and, their lives.

so to speak, instinctive reliance for effective succour But there are yet other mosaics than these—the from Webbe, gave me hope and courage. I had seen basso-rilievo mosaics of the Russians, for instance, him leave his place by M. le Maire, and push towards such as all the world beheld in their famous depart- the centre of the room, and although my fascinated ment at the great exhibition of 1851. By some these gaze, fixed upon the naval enseigne, had not followed are called cameo-mosaics, and we have heard them his movements, an impression of his near presence very aptly described as "stone modellings done in and active resolute solicitude must, I doubt not, have relief, which perfectly expresses the effect of their remained upon my mind. Webbe was one of those raised amethyst grapes, coral cherries, cornelian men that, in situations of sudden danger, assume an currants, and pebble plums. A curious, but agreeable, irresistible ascendency over others, less, perhaps, by and comparatively inexpensive kind of glass mosaic, their natural force of character and acquired coolness has of late been brought before the public. It is very of demeanour, than by an always more or less empi. adaptable to household ornamentation, and specimens rical assumption of unswerving confidence in their own of it will be remembered by all visitors to the former genius or fortune, backed by the reality or reputation Crystal Palace. The Hindoos are said, however, to of past successes. It was that aspect of imperturbable excel all other nations in the minute delicacy and superiority that I had seen impose upon the crew of elegance of their pietro duro mosaics.

L'Espiègle, who had confidence in their commander, Lastly, we read of a curious and beautiful kind of though none in themselves apart from him. It is not, feather-mosaic work, executed by the ancient Mexicans, therefore, surprising that it unconsciously influenced long before the period of their subjection by the and sustained me during Auguste Le Moine's denunSpaniards. Clavigero relates in his history that birds ciation of the English spy, and slayer of Le Renard's of rich plumage were bred for this purpose, and that unfortunate commander, and the brief, but terrible the feathers sold at high prices in the market according scene which followed. to the brilliancy of their hues. When any great Such a superstition could not for a moment support mosaic was proposed, the artists assembled, and the calm scrutiny of reason; and during the hour divided the work among them, having previously or thereabout which elapsed between my breathless taken every precaution for insuring the correspondence arrival at the Lion d'Or, and Captain Renaudin's of the various parts, and the ultimate unity of the appearance there, the folly of relying upon him to whole. So exact were they, and so careful, that the effectually shield me from the frightful penalty mosaicist sometimes passed an entire day in the attached by the law of nations to the crime which, it arrangement of a single feather. His process, though would appear from young Le Moine's speech, I had delicate and difficult, was simplicity itself, and con- unwittingly committed, was painfully clear to my sisted only in pasting the feathers upon pieces of cloth, mind. in imitation of the pattern agreed upon.

Webbe himself was excited-alarmed! He had sucEnough, however, of mosaics. We have reached the ceeded in temporarily allaying the storm by solemnly end, or what, in consideration of prescribed usages, asserting that Auguste Le Moine must have been must be made the end of our article. Of so interesting misled by the casual view he had obtained of my and widely diffused an art, one might write a volume features during a passing gleam of moonlight; that I -of the associations connected with it, an unlimited was really the American he, Renaudin, had represented number of volumes. Even thus, long trains of me to be, or he had himself been grossly deceived. pleasant recollections start up around us, and with I have promised to produce you before justice,' importunate temptations, strive to arrest our farewell

. added Webbe, should there be a necessity for doing Once more we lose ourselves gazing upward into the so; I, of course, remaining sole judge of that necessity golden glooms of the vaultings of St Mark's--once -a mental reservation which will, it may be hoped, more we are gathering violets and wild crocuses amid save you from walking in your own funeral procession, the mosaic-strewn fields that formed in time past the preparatory to the unpleasantness of serving as target floorings of hall and corridor in Hadrian's villa, under to a platoon of French tirailleurs.' the pines of Tivoli-once more we tread the green • You talk jauntily, Mr Webbe, of a catastrophe solitudes of the baths of Caracalla, where the shadows more imminent than you care to admit, and to which fall solemnly on arch and tower, and the placid evening your counsel has conducted me.' sunlight slants between. Here are some quiet sheep “You do me gross injustice, young sir! Could I browsing beside the fallen pillars; yonder lies a huge foresee the fight off Sercq-your bellicose Quixotism fragment of vaulted ceiling, overgrown with weeds —the escape of Le Moine from Jersey-his presence and brambles, and shewing glimpses of mosaic work at the banquet to-day, and recognition of the Scout between the fluttering leaves. It was amid such sad hero amongst the guests? It is, at all events, idle to and lofty scenes we learned to love Pictures in Stone; bandy reproaches or complaints. What is done, is and we part from them, reader, with a sigh.

done. The future, not the past, demands earnest and

careful consideration. I fear we have not seen the KIRKE WEBBE,

last of Auguste Le Moine.'

My own fear! Strange, too, that he should recogTHE PRIVATEER CAPTAIN.

nise a face which no one but himself could have seen distinctly. It would almost seem to be the work of

an avenging Nemesis.' I HAD been rather stunned than terrified by the cal- "To Old Nick with your Nemesis! There is nothing culated malignity of Auguste Le Moine during its strange about it. Young Le Moine was wounded and elaborate enunciation. The stupid, stereotyped abuse lying upon the deck close by where his uncle fell; and of England—that common staple of continental scribes his up-look would have a better view of your features and spouters effectually muzzled in respect of their than if he had been standing by your side. Moreover, own rulers-together with the absurd imputations you were recognised by more than one of the Scout's upon myself, added a feeling of disdain to the astonish- crew, who, from regard for me, they say, reinforced by ment which held me dumb, and even when seized by a weightier consideration supplied by my son, agreed the rude hands of convivial guests, suddenly trans- to keep the secret. They have done so, after a fashion, formed by his artful appeal, and the wine they had every man and boy belonging to the brig, being, I


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have no doubt, by this time in full possession of the Plenty of time yet, friend Cocquard, to take a bottle of fact—as a profound secret. Little, however, will Harry your best wine, and settle your little account, both of reck of that so long as he continues to shine a bright which you will please to favour us with immediately.' particular star in Maria Wilson's eyes. But this is "With pleasure, Captain Renaudin.' foolish dallying with precious moments,' added Webbe. 'It will be touch and go,' said Webbe, after the door

We have not, I repeat, seen the last of Auguste Le had closed upon the complacent landlord: “I am used Moine, unless we can manage to throw him out of the to this sort of thing; yet I could have wished thathunt, and that, stanch blood-hound as he seems to be,

Vi-ve le vin, will not, I think, be so difficult. L'Espiègle sails

Vi-ve ce ju divin,' to-night at about twelve o'clock: she will creep round the French coast towards Havre de Grace, and you he added, breaking into the refrain of a drinking song, and I embark in her.'

as Cocquard reappeared with the wine. Havre de Grace!' I exclaimed with emotion; "then know, friend Cocquard'-for whom he poured out a I shall soon see my mother-father.'

bumper—do you know, friend Cocquard,' continued * Not soon, Master Linwood. It is not impulsive, the privateer captain, that I consider it a bad cominconstant effort, but firm, patient endurance of the pliment on the part of Enseigne Le Moine to doubt bloody spur, that will enable you to win the goal. the word of a man who, as you know, Admiral Ducos When you embrace your mother, it must be with her testified, has deserved well of France. husband's lost character, his renewed life in your • Parbleu, Monsieur le Capitaine- Your health, hand. You should not wish it to be earlier.'

messieurs. Parbleu, that it is a bad compliment! But "You touch the right chord with a skilful finger, what can one expect of a young giddy-brain without a Captain Webbe. What, then, do you mean by sou except his pay! He is, besides, a Bonapartist embarking for Havre de Grace?'

enrage, which, between ourselves, will not, in a few 'I mean that L'Espiègle will sail ostensibly for that weeks more or less, be a title of honour.

I must, port. You and I shall be put on shore to-night near however, hasten to furnish monsieur with the little Granville, whence we shall leave by diligence for St memorandum he has asked for.' Malo. Le Moine will be off at once, there can be no “There is no instinct finer than that,' laughingly doubt, across country for Havre de Grace, where he exclaimed Webbe, which prompts rats to quit a will arrive much earlier than L'Espiègle possibly could, doomed ship. Bonaparte is done for, you may be sure! even supposing she did not, as she certainly will, put Seriously,' he added, there is no doubt whatever that in at Cherbourg. By the time Le Moine has been that stupendous downcome cannot be long delayed. able to ascertain, and act upon that fact, L'Espiègle Well, the foundering of the empire will, I hope, afford will have again spread her white bosom to the gale; me a plank of safety; to you, also, it may prove of whither to wing her flight, upon what particular errand service.' bound, will depend upon the providence that shapes "For Heaven's sake, in what way?' the ends of privateers—the chance, namely, of a good "Why, of course, by ridding you of Le Moine's perprize. Meanwhile, William Linwood, seizing Time by secution; if it should happen that he has not caught the only lock that swiftly speeding potentate is said and settled you by court-martial before then! The to wear, will have seen sweet Clémence de Bonneville- “Restoration” will not shoot English spies, employed ascertained beyond question that she is truly the lost to act against the Usurper, as I find many persons are child of Mrs Waller-have reciprocated sympathies, already beginning to call Napoleon, though as yet confidences, sighs, wishes, hopes, vows with that most under their breath.' charming of damsels, and, aided by the bold privateer, 'Is it not folly, then, rather than wise resolution have flown with her, and the blessings to you and based upon mature counsel, to proceed to St Malo, yours, which make up her priceless dowry, to England, before that now imminent Restoration is an accomwhence a bird of the air shall carry the glad tidings to plished fact?' the pining yet hopeful souls prisoned in France- Clémence, meanwhile, being married to Jacques hopeful because confident in the devotion of their Sicard, and all hope, consequently, of winning over son!'

that ingenuous damsel to our side, passed away for ‘One word, Captain Webbe, if you please. You ever! I think I told you before that the nearness of know that quince is a great improvement to apple-pie; the event which will open France to the English is a but that apple-pie all quince is'

chief element in Louise Féron's calculation.- Ah, here “A different thing altogether, interrupted Webbe, is the little memorandum : good! Take another glass, with a gay laugh. "True, true! The illustration is friend Cocquard, whilst my young friend I and disburse only less pertinent than venerable. In plain phrase, the amount.' then, I believe that by the course I have indicated, we Much obliged, messieurs,' said friend Cocquard, as shall successfully dodge friend Le Moine till our little he gathered up the money, which, having pouched, he affair is concluded, adversely or happily, as fortune added: 'If I might presume to advise Captain Jules may determine; and your suspicious interesting self Renaudin, I should say no time ought to be lost in is safely restored to Great Britain and your grand- gaining the shelter of L'Espiègle. Revenge, whether mother.- Ah, friend Cocquard!' he added quickly, for real or fancied injuries, is swift of foot.' 'you bring a message for me.'

Quite true, my friend. But revenge, take my word • It is true, Monsieur le Capitaine,' replied the land for it, will not be swift of foot enough this time, to put lord of the Lion d'Or; "and one that presses. I am salt upon our tails. I expect Baptiste to call about enjoined to say that Monsieur Le Moine, who made so this time,' added Webbe ; "the instant he does so, deplorable a mistake at the banquet, has ridden off on please send him to me.' horseback, to invoke the aid of the military command- Cocquard said he would, took affectionate leave of ant. Fortunately,' added Cocquard, 'the commandant's Captain Renaudin, and left the apartment. domicile is full two leagues distant from Avranches; That is a deuced queer way for a landlord to take and Auguste Le Moine, it has been ascertained, did leave of a guest!' I remarked. not finally determine upon seeking his intervention till “Yes, especially to our insular notions. Cocquard, about ten minutes since.'

you must understand, has, like Monsieur le Maire, a *Thank you, my friend. Two leagues! He will share in L'Espiègle. We are therefore united in not do that in much less than an hour; and should he much stricter bonds than the embrace which so surfind the commandant at home, another must elapse prised you. Your portmanteau,' continued Webbe, before they are here. Bah! it is nothing, after all. I looking at his watch, 'is, I know, in readiness. Swiftly

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the moments pass. It is now just upon half-past our pace was perceptibly accelerated as we neared the eleven, and Le Moine, accompanied, I have no doubt, boat, and became conscious, without looking back, that by the commandant- that worthy soldier being any- the crowd was gathering thickly behind, and beginning thing but a friend of mine-must be now about upon to lash themselves into action by cries of 'Traitre!' his return. Baptiste will, however, be here in a very Espion!'Chien d'Anglais !' and the like holiday and few minutes.'

lady terms. "But why incur unnecessary risk by remaining here The head of the narrow landing-steps being at last an instant longer?'

reached, Webbe faced abruptly about, confronting, and 'I remain here so long, simply because I would not for a moment silencing the angry crowd, passing me incur unnecessary risk. You do not, I hope, Linwood, at the same instant down the steps. The boat's crew deem me such a fool as to court danger for the mere quickly followed, then Webbe suddenly turned, and purpose of braving it! I wish to give time for the streets scarcely touching the steps, it seemed, sprang into the to clear of the excited banquet-guests and their friends, boat, which as instantly shoved off, amidst a roar of who, when I came in, were discussing the for and rage from the mob, who appeared to have, at one and against of Le Moine's accusation, in numerous groups, the same moment, arrived at a conviction that it was and with a decided leaning, I could hear plainly enough, their right and duty to arrest the supposed spy and to believe him rather than me. Numbers give confi- traitor, and of the impossibility of doing so. dence; and spite of Captain Jules Renaudin's reputa With what a tumultuous throb the checked, fluttion for daring, and a general belief that the crew of tering pulse renewed its beatings as the consciousness L'Espiègle would back him in anything, they might, of safety rushed, as in a flood of glowing rapture, had we attempted to walk down the street towards the through every artery and vein! That safety was landing-place, even half an hour ago, have made an absolute. The commandant, with 20,000 men, could effort to arrest us-you, certainly. La Grande Rue,' | not have stayed the progress of our boat towards added Webbe, after an anxious look out of window, L'Espiègle, and the fine breeze blowing would carry is much clearer, but even now Ah, Baptiste, that vessel herself in less than half an hour beyond you are here at last, then!'

range of the best telescope in Avranches ! "To the exact moment, Captain Renaudin; it is “That walk, Linwood, remarked Webbe, coming aft, precisely half-past eleven.'

and taking charge of the tiller, 'was more trying to 'It is very well. Are the boat's crew placed as I the nerves than a battle.' directed?'

Much more so, as far as my slight experience of “Yes; but if I might take the liberty of offering an battle goes. One fear troubled me," I added, which opinion, it would be prudent to gain the landing-steps you do not appear to have entertained. It was, that by the narrow street to which we may pass from the your French crew might not have been to be depended back of the Lion d'Or.'

upon, in such a case, to act against Frenchmen.' 'Bah! Why, that is the way to the Corps de Garde!' · Fiddlestick! My gallant Espiègles are cosmopo

Pardonnez. The way to the Corps de Garde is along lites, whose patrie is the whole earth, with especial La Grande Rue.'

regard, however, to that portion thereof likely to fur* That is your opinion, Baptiste; but on a moonlit nish them with the most comfortable berths. An night like this, I see further and more clearly than expansive idea that, don't you think?' you do. Now, then, take the portmanteau Monsieur Expansive humbug, you mean!' Cocquard will give you, and walk with it openly, No, I don't. You may not have a soul above deliberately, le front" levé, down that same Grande bunting, but these fellows have. Above consideration, Rue. We shall follow close behind.'

I mean, of the mode in which blue, white, and red, or Linwood,' said Webbe, do as I do: take a cigar, any other coloured bunting, may be arranged; whether and smoke it as we walk along. We must shew no diagonally, as in St George's cross, or in three persign of fear or hesitation: to do so would be as fatal pendicular strips, as in the tricolor. I have before as following Baptiste's advice, which would have observed, Linwood, that you are a person of limited ingured our immediate arrest. A bold, confident geographical ideas.' front will be our best safeguard. In case of the Stuff! Rubbish ! At all events, you yourself worst, we must, with the aid of a score of my brave must be a person of very limited geographical ideas, Espiègles, who have been carefully distributed to that or you would not the other day have so long hesitated end, fight our way to the boat as we best may. Come at firing upon St George's ensign, as to place your along !

own life in peril!' Courage begets courage, and I walked down the * Weakness, my young friend-human weakness ! He steep, ill-paved street, and past groups of sullen, is a good divine, remarks the lady in the play, who observant men-awaiting, it seemed, the return of Le follows his own teaching. Most extraordinarily good Moine with the commandant—whose scowling visages I should say, an example of the kind never having were distinctly visible in the cold, bright moonlight, come under my observation. By the by, Linwood, with more of real, as well as simulated coolness than added Webbe, I will tell you, some of these days, I had hoped for. The assumption of easy, careless when we have a leisure half-hour to ourselves, how confidence by Webbe was consummate, as acting, and, it happened that I became Captain Jules Renaudin : it was plain, imposed much more upon the suspicious, you will find that, strictly speaking, I had no choice menacing, but irresolute lookers-on, than his sailors, but to exchange for that name the one in which my who, scattered here and there, picked each other up, godfathers and godmothers, simple souls! promised as it were, as we passed along, and without apparent and vowed I should renounce the devil and all his purpose, formed at last a respectable flank-guard. works Peak oars! The boat has way enough!'

Nevertheless, the bayonets of the Corps de Garde, In two minutes, we were upon the deck of L'Espiègle; past which lay our way, though we were on the opposite and three hours afterwards, I, Captain Renaudin, side of the street, disquieted, I could perceive, even and Baptiste bad been landed upon the French coast Webbe, and, to my utter astonishment, he coolly above half a league eastward of Granville, and but a crossed over, taking me with him, shook hands with short distance from a cottage in which, when at the officer there, and having ascertained that he had home, Baptiste lived with his wife, a sharp, black-eyed no commands for Havre de Grace, bade him a friendly Granvillaise. farewell, and we went on our way slowly, deliberately, Before leaving by diligence on the third day from our as before.

landing, I was metamorphosed into Jean Le Gros, a For a while, that is to say, for I cannot deny that | French youth, of Gravelines in the Pas de Calais,

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