means of protecting the mouth and breast are available. The material made use of is suitable for the purposes of respiration and of warmth; and the article of which they are manufactured is light and fashionable, scarcely occupying the space in the pocket of a pair of gloves. It has been finely observed by Mrs. S. C. Hall that "Men sacrifice others! women themselves!" Oft from apparent ills our blessings rise. There is either money or money's worth in all the controversies of life; for we live in a mercenary world, and it is the pride of all things in it.-L'Estrange. STRIKING FACT.-Evil and good in nature are comparative; the same thing does what is called harm in the one sense, but incalculable good in another. Thus the tempest that causes the wreck and makes widows of happy wives, and orphans of joyous children, sets in motion air, that would else be stagnant, and become the breath of pestilence and the grave. THE FAIR SEX.-Woman was made out of a rib from the side of Adam, not out of his head to top him; not out of his foot to be trampled upon, but out of his side to be equal to him; under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved. THE SLOANE CASE.-Information has reached Mr. Roe, the officer who holds the warrant against Mrs. Sloane, that she is residing at Boulogne, under a feigned name, and that such is the fact that officer expresses his conviction; and in consequence he has had several interviews with members of the board of guardians and Mr. Pontifex on the subject of the propriety of applying to the Government to aid, through the French authorities, her apprehension, in the event of being identified and found residing there, upon the warrant which he holds against her; but, as his going over to Boulogne would be attended with considerable expense, he (Mr. Roe) objects to do so unless indemnified by the guardians. [Since the above was written Mrs. Sloane has been apprehended, and is now in Newgate.] UNATTRACTIVE MISSIONARIES.-" A Hoosier" from Jeffersonville, Indiana, complains to a New York journal, that a number of very "old, withered, vinegary specimens of female single blessedness, have been sent to that region as missionaries. He thinks that Indiana raises a large enough supply of plain old maids without importing any from the Eastern States. As a hint to those who have had a hand in sending these unattractive teachers, he relates the following incident :-Many years ago, during the session of the Circuit Court in Lexington, Kentucky, a most fearfully ugly man was seen daily. He was always on hand; he was, in fact, perfectly hideous. One of the lawyers could bear it no longer, and said to him, "Well, you are the ugliest white man I ever saw." The poor bumpkin burst into a hearty laugh, and said, "Well, I can't help it, can I?" "No," answered the son of Blackstone-"no, you can't help it, but, confound you, you could stay at home." Births. On the 13th ult., at Naples, the Hon. Mrs. John Hubbard, of a daughter.14th, at Ley Spring, the wife of the Rev. Henry Evans, of a son.-14th, at Godalm ing, Surrey, the lady of the Rev. C. W. Hough, of a son.-15th, at Longcott, the lady of the Rev. Edward Harenc, of a son. -17th, at the Grove, Clapham-road, Mrs. J. Montefiore, jun., of a son.-18th, at Park-place, Maida-hill West, Mrs. J. S. Mansford, of a daughter.-18th, at Torrington-square, the lady of W. H. Harrison, Esq., of a daughter.-18th, at_Park-street, Grosvenor-square, Mrs. H. Brand, of a daughter.-18th, at Chester-square, the wife of P. F. O'Mallay, Esq., of a son.-20th, at Lansdowne-crescent, Notting-hill, the wife of A. Hodgston, Esq., of a daughter. Marriages.-On the 15th ult., at the parish church, Brighton, by the Rev. H. M. Wagner, Signor Raffaelle Ciocci, to Jemima Mary Bacon Frank, daughter of the late Rev. E. Frank, of Campsall, in Yorkshire, and Earlham Norfolk.-11th, at St. Mary Abbots, Kensington, by the Rev. H. Back, M.A., J. C. Johns, Esq., of Ryder-street, St. James's, to Sarah, relict of the late Lieut.-General Cleland.-18th, at St. Nicholas's Church, Brighton, by the Rev. H. C. Bartlett, brother of the bride, the Rev. T. M. Patey, son of G. E. Patey, Esq., of Canford Magna, Dorset, to Eliza, only daughter of H. Bartlett, Esq., of Wimborne Minster, in the same county.-24th, at St. Peter's Church, Islington, by the Rev. Joseph Haslegare, M.A., incumbent, Joseph Brookes, jun., eldest son of J. Brookes, Esq., of 5, Holford-square, to Mary Sophia Esther, second daughter of the late Heniker Hare, Esq. of Dover. Deaths. On the 17th ult., at Morrison's Hotel, Dublin, the Marquis of Hastings, ensign 52nd Light Infantry, aged 19.-17th, at Cleobury Mortimer, Shropshire, E. M. Moultrie, Esq., of the Middle Temple, barrister-at-law, aged 48.-17th, at Hastings, Margaret, second daughter of the late T. R. Salwey, of the Lodge, Ludlow, aged 62.17th, at Brighton, Mrs. E. Booty, aged 35 years, second daughter of Lieut. Whittaker, after a very short illness. Deeply lamented. -18th, at Coleshill-street, Eaton-square, Rear-Admiral Rye, aged 68.-20th, at her residence at Norwood, Surrey, Elizabeth, relict of the late John Dixon, Esq., of Chancery-lane, aged 74. Rear-Admiral Wye. This venerable officer died on the 18th, at the advanced age of 86. He was a lieutenant of 1791, and a captain of 1812. The deceased officer was one of the few survivors of the immortal Nelson's brilliant victory at the Nile, on the 1st of August, 1798, when he was lieutenant of the Orion. THE FORGET-ME-NOT; OR, THE MOTHER'S GRAVE. (Translated from the French.) IN 1809 there was, in the 12th regiment of the line, then garrisoned in Strasburg, a sergeant called Pierre Pitois, who came from that half-wild, half-civilized portion of Burgundy known by the name of Morvan, and who was nicknamed by his comrades Pierre avale-toutcrú. He was brave in every sense of the word, and, as they said in the regiment, a "tough customer." Ever the first and the last exposed to the enemy's fire, it was believed that he only loved two things in the world-the smell of gunpowder and the whizzing of cannon balls. Those who had seen him in the battle-field, as with eager eye, fierce moustache, and distended nostrils, he rushed to the thickest of the fight, were wont to say that slaughter was Pierre's favourite pastime. One day our friend Pierre addressed a letter to his colonel, in which he asked for leave to go and nurse his old mother, who was dangerously ill. He added that his father, who was seventy-eight years old, and paralytic, was unable to attend in the least to the wants of his poor wife. He promised to return as soon as the old woman's health was re-established. N. S. VOL. XXX. M The colonel, in reply, sent word to Pierre Pitois, that as the regiment might receive orders to enter the field at any moment, leave of absence was not to be hoped for. Pierre Pitois made no complaint. A fortnight elapsed; the colonel received a second letter. Pierre informed him that his mother had died of grief, in consequence of not having had her son at her side; as a good and tender parent, she would have wished to bestow her last blessing upon him. Pierre again solicited a month's leave of absence. He stated that he could not make known the motive of his request-it was a family secret. He earnestly implored his colonel not to refuse him this favour. Pierre's second letter had no more success than the first; only the poor fellow's captain said to him "Pierre, the colonel has received thy epistle. He is sorry that thy aged mother is dead, but he cannot grant thee the permission thou hast asked, for to-morrow the regiment quits Strasburg." "Ha! the regiment leaves Strasburg; and pray, captain, whither is it going?" We are I know "Into Austria; we are going to Vienna, my brave Pitois. going to fight the Austrians. Art thou not glad of this? thou art; there thou wilt be in thy element, my fine fellow." Pierre Pitois made no answer: he seemed absorbed in deep meditation. The captain, taking his hand and shaking it vigorously, said "I say, art deaf to-day? I tell thee that within a week thou wilt have the good fortune to fight the Austrians, and thou dost not even thank me for the good news! And thou even pretendest not to hear me." "Oh, yes, captain, I have heard you perfectly, and I thank you heartily for these tidings, which I think excellent." "That's right." "And so, captain, there is no means of obtaining this leave of absence?" "Art thou mad? Leave on the eve of battle?" "I forgot that time no leave is granted." "No; nor even asked for ! "True We are on the eve of battle. At such a No one even asks for it; it would look like cowardice; therefore, I shall forbear asking for it again; I shall do without it." "That will be well." The next day the 12th regiment entered Germany. The following day, Pierre Pitois deserted. Three months after, whilst the 12th regiment, after having reaped in the plains of Wagram a rich harvest of glory, made its triumphal entry into Strasburg, Pierre Pitois was ignominiously brought back to his corps, by a brigade of gendarmerie. Shortly after, a court-martial was held. Pierre Pitois was ac cused of having deserted at the very time that his regiment was going to face the enemy. This court presented an extraordinary aspect. On one side there was the accuser, who said,-" Pierre Pitois, you, one of the bravest soldiers of the army, on whose breast glitters the star of honour; you who have never incurred either a punishment or merited a reproach from your officers, it is impossible that you should have deserted your regiment—almost on the eve of battle-without having been impelled by some powerful motive. This motive, the court desires to know: for it would rejoice to be enabled, if not to acquit you-for that, it cannot, it may not do- but at least to recommend you to the clemency of the Emperor." On the other hand, the accused answered-"I have deserted without a reason, without a motive. I do not repent; were it to do again, I would do it. I have to die; condemn me!" Then came witnesses, who said-"Pierre Pitois has deserted; we know it, but cannot believe it." Others said "Pierre Pitois is mad; the court cannot condemn a madman. He should not be sentenced to death, but to confinement in a lunatic asylum." The latter opinion nearly prevailed, for there was no member of the court who did not look upon the desertion of Pierre Pitois as one of those singularities beyond the reach of human probability, which no one understands, but which every one admits. Nevertheless, the accused appeared so simple, so logical in demanding a conviction; avowing his guilt with such audacious frankness; incessantly repeating that he did not regret it; and the firmness which he exhibited had so much the appearance of bravado, that no loophole was left for clemency. The sentence of death was pronounced. When the judgment of the court was read to him, Pierre Pitois did not wince. He was urged to sue for mercy, but he refused. As everybody conjectured that there was some mystery at the bottom of this affair, it was decided that the execution of Pierre Pitois should be delayed. The prisoner was reconducted to his cell; he was informed that, as an especial favour, he was allowed three days to present his petition for pardon: he shrugged. his shoulders and made no answer. In the middle of the night preceding the day fixed for his execution, the door of Pierre's prison was gently opened, and a lieutenant of the young guard advanced to the side of the pallet on which the prisoner slept, and after having contemplated him for some time, awoke him. Pierre Pitois stared wildly around, and said,—“ Ah! the hour is come. At last!" "No, Pierre," answered the other, "the hour is not yet come, but it will soon strike." "Well, and what do you want?" "Pierre, thou knowest me not, but I know thee. I have seen thee at Austerlitz, where thou didst behave like a brave man. Since that day, Pierre, I have entertained for thee a sincere and lively esteem. On my arrival yesterday at Strasburg, I heard of thy crime and of |