The Sun.
London, England, 1837-08-08 00:00:00

THE DIAMOND BUCKLES.

" A rich but niggardly old banker had a pair cf shoe-
buckles worth a thousand louis. He frequently paid an
economical visit to the pit of the opera, and having selected
a snug corner, he would seat himself with his back against
the wall, to enjoy the master-pices of Gluck and Sacchini.
One evening, during the performance of CEdipe a Colonne,
an elegantly dressed young man seated himself next to the
banker, and entered into conversation with him. He sud•
denly stooped down, rested his foot on the scat before him,
took the gold buckles from his shoes, and having rolled them
in a piece of paper, put them into his pocket. Observing
that these moyemeits excited some manifestation of sur-
prise on the Fart of his neighbour, he said, You are no
doubt astonished to see me take out my buckles, Sir ;
but you would do the same if you were forced to wear
gold ones, in consequence of having been robbed, as I
have, of a pair of diamond buckles worth 6,000 livres.'
How, Sir, robbed do you say of a pair of diamond buckles—
where ?" Here, Sir, at the Opera ! whilst all my senses
were entranced by the strains of Gluck's celestial music,
some thieves came and seated themselves near me, for the
purpose of concealing one of their companions, who
stooped down, and putting his hand under the seat, dex-
terously unfastened my buckles. Did you ever hear of such
an artfully contrived theft ?' Bless me, Sir, you alarm me.
Your buckles were worth six thousand livres. I would not
give this pair which I am wearing for twenty-four thousand
livres. You may, therefore, easily imagine that I should
be very sorry to lose them. I had better take your precau-
tion, and then I shall feel easy.' The worthy banker re-
moved his splendid buckles from their place of safety,
wrapped them in his handkerchief, and deposited them in
his pocket. In ten minutes after they again shifted their
places, and the banker's new acquaintance, whose compa-
nions were in possessions of the booty, politely wished him
a good evening. The rage and mortification of the un-
fortunate dupe may easily be conceived. He never •again
set eyes on his diamond buckles, and his only compensation
for the loss of them was a dearly bought lesson of experi-
ene."—Erenings with Prince Cambaceres.

TIIE WAKEFIELD RIOT.-It is utterly impossi-
ble to enumerate the broken heads and other severe wounds
received by numerous persons during this lamentable riot.
One gentleman, (and while we regret his untimely fate, 'we
cannot but feel thankful that it is only one) has died. The
name of this unfortunate individual is Mr. Carter of Ossett ;
he was struck on the head with a piece of the iron railing,
which fractured his scull severely. He was taken to the
Strafford Arms, and prompt medical assistance was rendered,
but his wound was past the reach of skill. He lingered
through the night, and died on Tueday morning. It was ex-
pected that an inquest would have been held on the body yes-
terday, but it was thought advisable to adjourn it till after the
election ; and it is therefore intended to hold it on Tuesday
next. The deceased was among the crowd of Yellows in the
Pit, when he received his death wound.—Bradford Observer.

The Baron Geramb, once a man of no little notoriety
in London, but who for many years past has led a life of se-
clusion as a monk of the rigid order of La Trappe, has within
the last few weeks addressed a very affectionate letter to the
Abbe de la Mennais, inviting him to accompany him to
Rome, and there throw himself at the feet of the Holy Pon-
tiff, acknowledge himself a sinner, and entreat forgiveness for
the past. The Baron's letter is a curiosity in its way, for it
seems to breathe a tone of sincere affection for a man whom
he has never seen, and upon whose works he looks with hor-
ror. Speaking of the celebrated " Paroles d'un Croy ant," he
says, " When the book fell into my hands, I firmly maintained
that it could not have been written by you, but as I sop be-
came convinced that I was mistaken, I would have thought
myself happy, Sir, if, with all my blood, I could have effaced
the greater part of that Satanically beautiful work."
On Monday night a torrent of rain poured down
upon the neighbourhood of Ceres, in Fife, occasioned, it is
believed, by the bursting of a waterspout. In a few minutes
the river which runs past that place overflowed its banks, and
in a short time carried off six or seven bridges, besides a
quantity of yarn and other articles from fields within it
sweep. In the vicinity of Largo, a boy was also swept off and
drowned, and two women, who were overtaken by the apeat,
nurowly escaped with their lirei...Glassrete Perak'.

POLICE INTELLIGENCE

• MANSION--HO USE.
M. Gruan, who describes himself as Charge d'Affaires
to the Duke of Normandy, the alleged son of the unfortu-
nate Louis XVI., brought to the Justice-room the letters
from Dresden, relative to which some noise was made
about three weeks ago, in order to convince the Lord
Mayor of the absurdity of the report that the correspor►-
dence contained the materials of a plot against the life of
Louis Philippe.
It•is proper to state that the packet containing the let-•
ters, which it will be recollected, the Lord Mayor trans-
mitted to Lord John Russell, was returned to the former
exactly in the condition in which it had been forwarded to
the Secretary of State, the seal not having been disturbed,
and without a word of comment ; and the Lord Mayor
placed them in the hands of M. Gruen, who soon after-
wards came to the Mansion House, and requested that the
letters might be read publicly. He was the more anxious
to have the impression removed, as upon the walls of Paris
were affixed placards, stating that a dreadful plot to assas-
sinate the King of the French was detected in London,
and the French press contained histories of the diabolical
conspiracy. Together with the packet, which contained
all the letters but two, M. Gruan gave in a paper, from
which the following are extracts :
The address is, " M. Gruan, advocate, at Mr. Toul-
nin's, 6, Hart-street, Mark-lane, London," so that there
can be no pretence for stating that there was a misunder-
standing upon the part of Mr. Smith or Mr. Frykman,
that it was directed to the latter. There are six letters,
four of which were sealed, and not one read by the parties,
into whose hands the packet fell, nor by the authorities to
which it was referred, so that the information of the plot
depends upon the two letters which were unsealed in the
packet, and which Mr. Frykman had read. Of the two
letters not contained in the envelope one is from her Royal
Highness, the wife of the Prince, written in German, the
other is addressed to a lady in London, and has been sent
to her by the two-penny post. As for what is pretended
by the Prussian Government and the Duchess D'Angou-
leme, that the Prince is a Prussian, and that the heart of
the true Dauphine had been offered to his sister, the public
may read the abridgment of " The History of the Misfor-
tunes of the Dauphine, the Son of Louis the Sixteenth,"
at Dulau's, in Soho-square, where it will he found that the
Prussian Gazette, official newspaper, asserts positively that
the Pretender is not a Prussian, and that his origin could
not be discovered ; and the same work proves that Madame
D'Angouleme refused in 1814 the heart of the child that
lay dead in the Temple, offered to her by Dr. Pelletier,
because it was not the heart of the Dauphine, but that of
the child who was substituted in the place of the eloped
orphan of the Temple.
The following are the letters which were handed to the
Lord Mayor. The first is addressed to M. Gruan, and
that gentleman considered it necessary to erase the names
of the writers of all.
" My worthy Friend, Sir,—An English Catholic, of a
family of Peers, and a near relative to the venerable Car-
dinal lately deceased, was acquainted at Carlsbad with the
whole affair, to which he paid most particular attention,
attaching the most lively interest to it. He particularly
wished to pay you a visit, and he had several interviews
with Mr. about it. His conversation will, I think,
be as satisfactory to you as to the latter. You will judge
of it. Take courage and be resigned, and God will do the
rest. " Ever yours,
" 26th June, 1837. •
" Miss begs you will be so good as to put her
letter into the twopenny post."
" My Lord Duke—Your Royal Highness overwhelms
me with so many kindnesses that I cannot find words ade-
quate to convey my gratitude to you. I shall never cease
considering it as my duty to devote to the children of St.
Louis the humble services for which Divine Providence
furnishes me with so happy an opportunity. My ancestors,
of French origin, taught me, by their examples, to vene-
rate that Royal blood, and the kindnesses of Madame will
never allow me to forget those precious lessons.
" Yes, most unfortunate Prince, I bless the misfortune
which shows so many virtues, and pray to God to put an end
to it ; and I shall never cease thanking him for having pro-
cured me the happiness of serving you, and to assure your
Royal Highness of the profound respect and sincerity with
which-I am your most humble servant,
" Most beloved Prince,—Our inseparable friend wished
that I should not. separate my letter from hers. This ex-
cellent friend well proves to us every day by her actions
how sincere she is in what she writes to you. We have
been rather uneasy about you, and we incessantly pay to
the Almighty, whose secret designs we are ignorant of, that
he may soften the way, already so painful, which is to con-
duct you to a happy end. I likewise pray that one good
angel may instruct you in all things useful to your family,
and the particulars of which I cannot enter into, so much
the more so as they have not hitherto assumed a serious im-
portance, and I hope they never will.
" I regret much not having any news to give you, but as
for you, who are acquainted with so many things, you no
longer say anything to me. We are languishing in expec-
tation ; however, you have no cause for being silent ; you
would make us happy by communicating to us whatever
may concern you.
" I thought I might as well write a letter, in rather
favourable terms, to the Bishop, being desirous of furnish-
ing him with some means . of reconciliation, without, how-
ever, compromising in any way whatever justice or truth.
He wrote me an answer on the 9th instant—you will judge
with what inspiration, when you know that he had passed
the whole precious day with Louis Philippe. It is a mis-
fortune which I deplore for him. I trust to God for every-
thing, and I never leave praying to him for your person,
which is, and ever will be, so dear to us. I regret much
that I have not the means of, fulfilling my promise to poor
in paying for bins the 150 louis which will become
due in July next. If the Government had not deprived me
of all that belongs to me, about which the Bishop makes
rather a lame excuse, I would have had it in my power to
pay the above ; but God's will be done.—Farewell, beloved
and dear Prince. May you soon be consoled for all your
troubles is the most sincere wish of your ever devoted,
" June 26, 1837."
" Dear Prince—l must not trouble you with a letter,
not having any news to communicate, but Miss Amelia tells
me that you would feel angry were I not to avail myself of
the opportunity. That is sufficient for me to hasten to
request you to accept my respects, and to express, at the
s ime time, the ardent prayers which I incessantly address
to Almighty God for the success of your cause.
"I am very much pleased and happy to-day, for my
twenty-sixth year has been celebrated, and I am touched to
tears for the many marks of friendship with which lam
overwhelmed. You could not have helped laughing, good
Prince, at seeing me with a croern of roses on my head, a
nosegay on my side, and my eyes full of tears, emotion, and
happiness. What do I say ? of happiness 1 Oh, no, it is
not so, for there will be no true happiness for your friends,
but when they see you in the midst of them. Until then,
they can only be supported by the hope that God will
shorten the time of your absence, and will at last restore
you to the wishes of true Frenchmen. •
" My good mother desires me to present her profound
respects to you. You are well aware that her heart as well
as mine will never change, and that whenever it may be put
to the test she will always prove most devoted. As Madame
writes to you I will not enter into any particulars respecting
your children : they are all doing well. Miss Amelia is
making great progress in the English language. When she
knows as much as her mistress we must procure an English
master to make her perfect, so that she may not acquire a
foreign accent.—Believe me, dear Prince, most sincerely
your's,
" Dresden, 1837."

" Dresden, June 26.

"My very good Prince—l have the happiness to write
to you from the bosom of your beloved family, in the midst
of which I have been for this last fortnight. You will no
doubt have received my last letter, dated from —, with
that of Mr. --. It was only from -- that I was able
to send to my aunt the letter which you did her the ho-
nour to write to her, because I had heard in passing
through Paris that her mind had been worked upon against
you, and I was desirous of having that bad impression
cleared away by others previous to my making any demand
from her. On the other hand, I have not fixed any sum
to her, and in sending me francs for your family, she
writes me word that she shares with you all the money
she has in the house, as she is only to receive in two
years' time various sums which she had lent. But do not
be in the least uneasy about your family. You have asso-
ciated me in your paternal care ; they will then never want
but when I am in want myself, which I hope will never be
the case. My good, mother wrote me word lately that if
your cause did not meet with the success we expect, she
would sell all that she is still in possession of to come and
live, and share her small portion with these dear and be-
loved children, whose fate touches us so much.
" Madame's health has much improved since she has
been taking the waters. She will continue to take them
for three weeks longer. Miss Amelia has no further suf.
fering but that of being so far from her excellent father ;
to go and throw herself in his arms her filial piety would
brave the dangers of the sea. She often sheds tears at that
cruel separation, and I endeavour to console her by speak-
ing of you, and giving her those comforts she is so much in
need of. Edward is coming to spend another vacation
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that organ I do not doubt but they will sing very we'
day, like their eldest sister, who has a most charming voice.
Such is the domestic news. There is that of another kind
which is not less certain. I warrant it to you as such.
" Austria, France, and Prussia unanimously are going to
produce a manifesto or ordonnance, by which they banish
you from the Continent as an impostor who avails himself of
a few favourable circumstances to give credibility to his lies
as to his pretended origin, as he is but a Prussian well
known. That manifesto will be accompanied by a decla-
ration from the Duchess d'Angouleme, in which she ac-
knowledges that her brother died in the Temple, as his
heart was offered to her, purchased at a high price from
the physician who made the autopsy in the Temple..
Really, Prince, if, such are the arms of your adversaries,
they must excite your pity. What weakness of reasonable
means. Here are the great Powers of Europe, who say
they know you, and who cannot give the proof of it.
What pitiful persons ! Let us wait for them. My name
has excited the attention of the Prussian Ambassador,
who, thinking that I was --, demanded that I should
be expelled from Saxony. He was made easy when he
was told that I was but a very peaceable --. This,
excellent Prince, is all that I can tell you by the good
opportunity which presents itself at this moment. It is by
the nephews of Cardinal --, who return for Carlsbad,
and are well convinced of your identity. Ido not know
whether you will receive them. They are very anxious to
pay you their respects. I embrace you for all here with all
my heart and with all the feeling of one of your children."
The LOAD MAYOR observed that the letters appeared to
him to contain the " mare's nest" which somebody said the
persons into whose hands the correspondence accidentally
MI had found. It appeared to him that there was certainly
evidence of a conspiracy, but not against life. It was a con-
spiracy amongst Antooia, and Edmund, and Charles, and
Theresa, to destroy—not life, but all power and tranquillity
by the piercing shrill tones of the voice which it seemed
they were in the habit of exercising from morning till night
in the house.where they resided.