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rose, and forming a circle, began a measured dance, to which their voices made a low melancholy music, like the sighing of the wind amongst the rocks. The words they sung ran thus:

"There is crimson in the skies.
Green and gold and purple dies,
When dim night puts on his cowl
Ve shall hear the tempest howl;
There are shadows passing over :
See the highest peaks they cover;
From the valley comes a sound
Echoing through the gorges round;
'Tis the whisper of the blast
That shall burst in storm at last.
Fear the sunset red and bright,
Days of calm bring fiercest night:
Vain from Fate would mortals flee-
'That which is to be will be !"

While they listened and gazed, the sound and the white forms died away together, and there was nothing before them but the evening mist.

"Let us go forward," said the knight of Coarraze with a shudder, "we have seen the Blanquettes, and the meeting bodes no good."

"The words they utter, nevertheless," said the night of Aragon, "shall in future be my device-Lo que ha de ser no puede faltar."

That night, on their return home, a messenger awaited the knight of Aragon, from the lady of his love: she bade him return, and with tender protestations of affection, she related to him that her royal relative had listened kindly to her prayer, and had given his consent to their union. Her letter concluded with the word, "That which is to be-will be."

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"I will not delay an instant," exclaimed the lover: adieu, my friend; our bridal over, I will return to Coarraze, and my bride shall thank you herself for my welcome."

"Go not," said his friend, "this may be a snare-you may be deceived; wait yet a little, and let me go and ascertain its truth. No danger can reach me; and if all is as it should be, we will go back to Aragon together."

"This is her hand-this is her summons," returned the knight, "and were it to certain death I would go at once-What is to be, shall be."

Alas! he reached Saragossa; but not to meet his beloved: it was to hear of her death-to find her letter forged-to be dragged to a dungeon, and there to meet with a cruel doom. His blood stained the scaffold; and his friend found, to his grief, that his fears were but too well founded. He had his last words engraved above the

portal of his castle; and taking the cross, he departed for the Holy Land, where he died fighting for the faith. The shades of the two friends, bearing between them the carcass of a grisly monster, may sometimes be met in a certain gorge, where it is known that the fatal Blanquettes love to assemble and dance their rounds.

But it was not in telling such sad stories alone that our day passed; there were many merry anecdotes related, which caused the chamber to echo with laughter; and the sound of the Spanish guitar was heard, played by a skilful hand, in that peculiar manner which accompanies the charming Moorish ballad, with a hollow, murmuring stroke, as if pent up waters were beating against a hollow rock from which they could not escape. Several young clear voices joined in chorus, and amongst other songs, we heard the curious patois ballad of the Doves of Cauteretz, composed at the time when Marguerite and Henri II. d'Albert visited the springs.

AUS THERMIS DE TOULOUSE.
UE FONTAN CLARE Y A, ETC.

At Toulouse there are waters,
Waters fresh and bright;
And there three doves are bathing—
Three doves with feathers white :
They dip their wings and flutter,

And three whole months they stay; Then o'er the heights to Cauteretz They take their blithesome way.

"Oh, tell me who at Cauteretz
Are bathing there with you?
"The King and Queen are with us three,
Amidst the waters blue.

The king has got a perfumed bower
Of flowers amidst the shade;
And that the Queen has chosen

The Loves themselves have made."

In such a spot and amid such recollections the songs of the pastoral poet of the Valley d'Aspe, the Shenstone of the Pyrenees, Despourrins, were not forgotten; his famous song, known in every vale and on every mountain, 'La haut sus las Mountagnes,' was played and sung, and several others, among them the following

MOUN DIU! QUINE SOUFFRANCE.

1.

Of what contentment
Those eyes bereft me !
And ah! how coldly

Thou since hast left me! Yet didst thou whisper,

Thy heart was mineOb! they were traitors, Those eyes of thine! For 'tis thy pleasure, That I repine.

2.

Alas! how often
I sighed in vain,
And loved so dearly
To purchase rain:
And all my guerdon
To be betray'd,
And only absence
My safety made-
To muse on fondness
So ill repaid!

3.

But let me warn thee,
While time is yet;
Thy heart may soften,
And learn regret.
Should others teach thee
New griefs to prove-
At once thy coldness
Subdued by love-
Thou mayst glean sorrow
For future years;
Beware, false maiden,
Beware of tears!

We

Turançon's* height of generous wine,
Touched by the sun with ruby glow,
Shines forth the rival of the Rhine,
The glory of the hills of Pau.
3.

'Tis said by many a vale and rill,

That lovers sigh and maids believe;
'Tis said that on the ramparts still,
Henri and Sully walk at eve.
Fly, lovers for 'tis dangerous ground,
Where Henri trod, if this be so-
But kings and ministers come round,
And study in the towers of Pau.
Pau, Jan. 28, 1843.

THE CROWNED MOURNER.

From the Athenæum.

[Michael Wisniowecki, a private citizen, who was elected King of Poland, is said to have wept when the crown was

placed upon his head.]

THE northern sun, in his noonday splendor,
Is shining on Vola's sacred field,

It was now time that the carriages should
be ordered, as the shades of evening had
fallen, and we were all to re-assemble at
Pau, in order to finish the revels with char-But sees not Jagellon's early grandeur
ades. By starlight, therefore, did we re-
sume our journey, and large and lustrously
did they shine to light us on the way.
quitted the solitary old tower of Coarraze,
standing beside the modern chateau built
beside it like old memories in a new age;
and when we arrived at Pau, we were met
by condolence, for it had rained there sev-
eral times in the day, while we were enjoy-
ing the sunshine. The sensation was great
which our expedition created, and all those
who had declined joining us were now mor-
tified exceedingly, and resolved in future
never to be stopped by the sullen aspect of
the sky. Half a dozen other pic-nics were
immediately talked of, and if February
does not frown upon the gay folks of Pau,
spring will be anticipated by them, and par-
ties as lively as the last will chase away all
recollections of winter. Meantime we
wander and moralize amongst the ruins
and restorations of the old castle, where
Henri, the beloved of all time, was born-

Nor beams upon Sobieski's shield;
Yet still there are knightly lances gleaming,
And banners floating on Summer's air,
And the clang of the trumpets, loud proclaiming
That Poland hath chosen her monarch there.

Hark! to the voice of a nation, rending

The cloudless calm of the noontide now;

Hark! to the hymn, with the cannon blending,
As they place the crown on their chosen's brow
The best and the bravest bow before him,

With dauntless hearts and with matchless brands,
Aud the skies of his land bend brightly o'er him,

THE CASTLE OF PAU.

1.

Stop! and look upon these towers,

And these walls so dark with time,
Where yon frowning donjon lowers,
And yon mountains rise sublime,
See those bow'rs and hills so green,
And the foaming Gave below,
Vines and foliage between,
Henry's castle-home of Pau!

2.

Here mem'ries of the gallant king,
Upon the mind come crowding back,
Visions of war and love they bring
In every scene, on every track:

But sad and silent the Monarch stands.

Why is it thus? tho' his birth was lowly,

Nor Fame nor Fortune had smiled on him,
Yet the crown was won by no deeds that sully
Its splendor, nor make its radiance dim.
Whence spring the tears? for the great and glorious
Have sought that sceptre with prayer and vow,
And he without strife hath been victorious,

But what doth the crown'd one weep for now?
Ah! did some dream of the past awaken,
Even as that sunrise of Fortune shone,
Of one true heart that the grave had taken,
Who might have sweetened and shared his
throne ?

Or found he the thorns beneath the glory,
When others saw but the circling gold;
Or did the Muse of his country's story
Some page of her future woes unfold?

There have been tears when the bride was leaving
Her mother's breast for a stranger's arms;
There have been tears when the nun was giving
To Heaven the flower of her maiden charms:
There hath been weeping, aye blent with laughter,
O'er sceptres shivered and thrones cast down;
But never before, nor ever after,

We saw it beneath a new-worn crown!
March 15.

FRANCES BROWN.

Celebrated in Béarn, and the favorite wine of

Henri.

THE AERIAL STEAM-CARRIAGE.

From the New Monthly Magazine.

Of late years we have become so accustomed to witness new achievements of science, and especially of mechanical science, that events of this kind, each of which would have furnished wonder enough for a common century, pass only as matters to make up the news of the day. It was but in the boyhood of our fathers that steam was harnessed to our universal drudgery, and the tamed giant made to drain our mines and whirl about our mills, and now we look on it as a thing of course, going on to devise new engines for him to propel, and new mountains for him to remove, just as though it were all a light and common matter. Next he was made to beat the vexed ocean into obedience; for a day or two it was a wonder, but now we step on board the Atlantic or the Indian steamer and dine, and chat, and sleep at pleasure, thinking of nothing about the leviathan which hurries us along, except perhaps the ceaseless monotony of his strokes. Then we set him to copy our thoughts, and straightway every morning teems with debates and tidings, and the countless solicitations of industry or need multiplied, like the Calmuc's prayers, by his restless revolutions. Next we yoke him to our cars, and the cashiered and wondering horse is left far behind.

Whirled thus about from miracle to miracle, our curiosity decays. What in other days would be sanguine hope or straining curiosity, is now but a commonplace looking out for something new and the month, or almost the day, which has not its successful egression on nature's remaining powers, is perhaps the greatest wonder of the times.

provement. Perhaps our sated faculties cannot afford an excitement like that which followed Montgolfier's noble and successful daring, but we shall at least be ready with the quiet and effective approbation which in prospect of good dividends will furnish "the sinews of war."

For say what we will, the plain businesslike question will take precedence of the heroics, and "Can it be done?" is the first and universal question. To the essential interrogatory the following account of the machine must stand for a reply: and we entreat our readers to lay aside as much as possible of the repugnance often felt for mechanical descriptions, if it be only to recompense our endeavor to rid the subject of obscurity.

Let us begin then by imagining first a thin, light, strong expanse of framework, not less than one hundred and fifty feet long, and thirty feet wide, and covered with silk or linen. This stands instead of wings, although it has none of their vibra. tory motion; it is jointless and rigid from end to end. In advancing through the air, one of its long sides goes foremost. Attached to the middle of the hinder side is a tail fifty feet long, on either side of which, and carried by the main frame or wings, is a set of six vanes or propellers, like the sails of a wind-mill, and twenty feet in diameter; beneath the tail is a small rudder, and across the wings, at their middle, is a small vertical web, which tends to prevent lateral rocking. Immediately beneath the middle of the wings are suspended the car and the steam-engine: for the construction of the latter ingenuity has been highly taxed, but successfully employed, in producing the necessary power in combination with most extraordinary lightness; its occupation is to actuate vanes or propellers.

It is possible then that Mr. Henson and his aërial carriage may in one respect have To render the rest of our description in"fallen on evil days;" and yet it must be ac- telligible, we must now advert to the precounted hereafter one of the strange charac- cise difficulty which has hitherto foiled all teristics of the age, and the surest measure of similar attempts. Men have tried often our satiety of marvels, if any hopeful attempt and again to raise themselves in the air to subdue an entire and almost untrodden with wings moved by their own muscular realm of nature meet not with the active force: always and of necessity they have sympathies and ardent aspirations of this failed. Whoever has tried to raise himself enterprising age. Encumbered as we are by grasping a rope with his hands, will with the spoils of science, we have yet, we readily believe that the muscles of the hope, unsatisfied ambition enough to anti- arms are by no means equal to the task; cipate with some exultation the conquest for there can be at best no gain in beating of the air, and to help with head and purse, the air instead of lifting by a rope. Again, if not with heart and hand, when it is pro- we have only to ascend the Monument, or posed to carry through the regions of un St. Paul's, to be satisfied that the legs are obstructed space the intercourse which is quite incompetent to the necessary effort; the life-blood of human happiness and im-land even these trials lay out of the account

the necessary continuance of the exertion, for which our limbs are entirely unfit.

Of inanimate sources of power, the steam-engine is the only one which is not by its nature inapplicable to the purpose: and to that attaches with even greater force the objection which renders living power useless; it is hopelessly heavy in proportion to its effect. Nor does Mr. Henson's successful effort to reduce the weight of the steam-engine bring it within the essential conditions of utility if the ordinary mode of dealing with the subject were not to be abandoned.

But that ordinary mode tacitly assumes that it is necessary to carry in the machine the means of producing all the power required to raise and sustain it. It is in dispensing with this necessity, and thus reducing very greatly the amount of machinery to be carried, that the chief, but not the only peculiarity of Mr. Henson's invention lies; and it is by this means he has opened a path which seems destined to lead to the accomplishment of this long sought object.

machine brought to the ground. Now it is to repair this decay of speed, to restore every instant the velocity lost in that instant, that the small steam-engine embarked in the machine is alone wanted, and it is easy to see that the power required for this effect must be very much less than that which would be necessary to lift and to start the machine; the entire amount of which power, it has hitherto been supposed, the machine itself must carry.

The great novelty, then, of Mr. Henson's aerial carriage, and the very important advance its inventor has made towards success in this oft-defeated enterprise, is the separation of the starting from the maintaining power. Although this is no novelty in abstract science it produces all the effect of a most important invention in its application to this purpose; and it is no slight ground for believing that Mr. Henson will eventually succeed, to find that his chief novelty accords so exactly with established science: as far as this device is concerned there is nothing whatever which can raise a doubt.

The device by which Mr. Henson has Familiar, however, as this principle may gained so great an additional likelihood of be to those in any degree accustomed to success, applies, not to the construction of mechanics, its importance in this extrathe machine, but to the manner of using it. ordinary design requires that it should be The carriage, loaded and prepared for carefully illustrated. The weight of a flight, starts from the top of an inclined clock is never able to set the clock in moplane, in descending which, it acquires the tion; but when the pendulum has been velocity necessary for its further flight. made to swing by being drawn out of the The mode in which that velocity sustains perpendicular, the weight amply suffices to it in the air is readily understood: the keep up its motion. Nor would even the machine advances with its front edge a lit-weight be needed but for the resistance of tle raised, so that its under surface im- the air and the friction and swiftness of the pinges obliquely on the air: that impact is machinery by which the motion of the penaccompanied by a resistance of the air, which is sufficient to prevent the descent of the machine; just as the wind striking the sails of a windmill obliquely presented to it, has power enough to propel them with all the machinery they set in motion. So far, then, it seems that the velocity gained in descending the inclined plane, is that by which the machine proceeds and is sustained, and, but for hindering forces, would proceed for ever; for it is a mechanical axiom, verified by all the results of art and science, that if hindering forces In nature the same process may be ob could be taken away, a body once set in served. A crow in rising from the ground motion would move for ever. But this is under the necessity of making very strenmotion through the air, though of itself it uous efforts with his wings to lift himself: generates the perpendicular resistance of while doing so he acquires horizontal vethat fluid by which the machine is sustain-locity, and as soon as that velocity is suffied as to elevation, generates also at the same time a resistance in the forward direction by which in no long time the motion itself would be destroyed, and the

dulum is registered and indicated: these destroy a minute part of the pendulum's motion at every vibration, which destroyed part it is the office of the weight to restore. The pendulum really moves by virtue of the force first exerted in drawing it from the perpendicular: the weight prevents the decay of that force. Now just this takes place with Mr. Henson's machine: it is set in motion by its descent down the inclined plane; it is kept in motion by the steamengine it carries.

cient to bring the resistance of the air to act on his sloping front and wings with effect enough to sustain him, he proceeds with comparatively easy beats; after a time

we may see the same bird quietly sailing round and round in the air, scarcely moving his wings at all. Many of our readers must have asked themselves how a bird with merely outstretched wings is kept from falling? They will now readily see that it is by virtue of its original velocity, maintained and perhaps augmented in former parts of the flight.

But further, it will be observed that it is horizontal velocity which is required, and that is gained by Mr. Henson in descending an inclined plane. Now just this device is often employed by large birds in starting from an eminence: instead of incurring the great labor we have noticed in the case of the crow, the feathered voyager makes first a curve downwards, the velocity gained in which, with subsequent and easy augmentations, is that which keeps up his flight. It is not often that a new contrivance in art has so exact a prototype in nature.

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mental facts alike fail to give us the needful information.

As far as probabilities can be collected from observations on the flight of birds, they warrant a strong expectation of Mr. Henson's success. If, however, his engine should be found to need reinforcement, it is said there are available inventions recently matured, whose combined application will much more than double its power. Nor can it be doubted that, cleared as the subject now is of its mysteries and chief difficulties, the attention of our engineers will be strongly drawn to the subject, and the inventive energies of this mechanical age speedily bring the machine to perfection.

One of the most remarkable as it is one of the most cheering considerations connected with this subject is the fact, that those improvements in locomotion are ever first committed by Providence to that part The steam engine invented by Mr. Hen- of the human family which is at the time son to meet the especial necessities of his best fitted to use them for the general beneaërial carriage, is distinguished by its ex-fit ;-best fitted, we mean, not so much by treme lightness in comparison with its pow- the extent and firmness of their political This is effected, in great part, by re- relations, or the energy of their enterprise, ducing the necessary weight of water. The or the magnitude of their capital, though boiler mainly consists of a considerable number of inverted cones, presenting their blunted points and much of their surface to the fire. The amount of surface acted on by radiating heat is about fifty square feet, and about as much more is exposed to the heat of communication. Comparing the boiler with those of locomotive engines, it is expected to furnish a quantity of steam equivalent to the power of twenty horses, if used with considerable expansion. The steam is condensed in a number of pipes of small diameter, which are exposed to the strong current of air produced by the flight: this mode of condensation has been found remarkably effective. All unnecessary weight of parts has been avoided, and indeed no part has been retained whose services are not essential. The result is, that a twenty-horse engine is kept in efficient action with but twenty gallons of water, and its entire weight is but about 600lbs.

The weight of the whole machine, and its load, is estimated at 3000lbs: the area of the sustaining surfaces will be about 4500 square feet. The load will, therefore, be about two-thirds of a pound to each square foot, which is less by one-third than that of many birds.

The most important question which remains to be decided refers to the competency of the steam-engine; and here unhappily mechanical science and experi

these are far from indifferent, as by the moral temperament which they will bring to their entrusted employment. Savages, who without restraint of conscience might desolate with grim delight the enlarged circle put within their reach are not invested with these new powers! nor even when the unwonted device is placed before their eyes have they the means, the energy or the intellect to use it with effect at all to be compared with that of its employment with more advanced communities; invention and its results seem nearly dormant, except for the purposes to which it can be applied by the most enlightened portions of the race. And if so in all past time, may we hope to discover in the circumstances attending this new and unparalleled enterprise, traces of the same great design, and may we not easily suppose that so long as the new art, should it come into practical use, shall require the appliances of capital, of cultivated skill, of tried integrity, and of the most exact and elaborate science, so long it will be mainly in the hands of that section of the wide earth's inhabitants who are most likely to use its astounding capabilities in the spirit of justice and goodwill to all.

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