The Sun.
London, England, 1849-10-31 00:00:00

" By Heaven and all true faith, I will, though my
reward be death and torture l' replied Wulfstan ; and
her courage seemed to revive.
" Tell him all the manner of my death ! bid him
ri member the journey to Rheims; and sometimes, when
the skies are heautitul and sad at eventide, let him look
upward and remember me ' continued the hapless
Maid of Orleans, resigning her hand to 'the execu-
tioner's grasp. ' Ah, it was nct by such a one as thou
art, nor to such an elevation, was I led that day we
crowned Charles in Rheims !'

" A horrible contrast was thrust I y memory upon
Jeanne of the moment, when the graceful and beautiful
King had escorted her to the banquet in Rheims, even
as she proceeded toward the funeral pile, with a natural
shrinking from every movement that brought her to it.
The pity of her destiny finally overcame even herself,
and a convulsion of grief and terror nigh rove her heart
as she stumbled up the rude stairs of faggots to the
Loupgarou then turned her with her heels on
the rivets the fa!al tree, and forced himself up the
stoke with his knees to fasten her by a chain round the

" Running round the pile, and thrusting in his torch
at certain intervals, in about a moment a great mass of
lire was kindled. The compassionate Wulfstan, in
hopes of diverting the attention of the sufferer, continued
to hold the cross to her lips, till his own greaves be-
came hot in the flames, and ho was obliged to retire. It
was then that the wretched girl, for the first time,
looked down, and perceived the rising pyramids of
flame ! Its first fierce lapping reached her naked feet,
and a dreadful shriek pealed to the very heavens from
her heart, and she was seen to struggle violently with
her chain and fetters. A prodigious cloud of black
smoke curled up around her instantly, butlier shrieks
continued audible, mingled with frantic ejaculations.
My king, my king !—rescue, France !—Jesu, have
mercy !—lla, Orleans, Orleans !—left I you thus to
perish?'
" Slave ! aid me to pile up the flames to her, or I
will brain thee n here thou standest ! ' shouted Wulfstan
to the executioner ; and regardless of his own personal
danger, he rushed amidst the flaming faggots, store in
the casks of tar with his mace-like fists, and heaped the
fire aloft, in the hope of more speedily accomplishing the
release of Jeanne from her egony.
" The flames ascended in a vast raging 'column, and
Jeanne re-appeared for a moment like a red-hot figure
of stone amidst them. But Wulfstan had at least the
dreadful satisfaction of knowing that she appreciated
the kindness of exertions which seemed to exhibit so
much of a contrary feeling. Heap on, heap on ! make
ashes of me ! and forget not ! ' lie plainly heard her say.
" By this time the flames had formed a furious furnace
in which it was impossible any longer to remain without
sharing the victim's fate. The progress of the horrible
work was only known for awhile by the groans and la-
mentations within the columns of black smoke which
rushed ono after the ether to the gloomy skies.
"But the dreadful curiosity of the multitude was (lc s
tined to be partly gratified and partly more vehemently
excited. A sudden gust of wind dispersed the pitchy
clouds around the sufferer in scattered, demon-like
groups, and revealed what remained of her, all enve-
loped in flames. excepting her head. And none that
beheld it ever forget the expression on the countenance !
Mortal agony in its direst excess was there, but SOlTlC-
thing that triumphed over death and suffering, a re-
splendent light, was on her brow and in her upward-
fixed eves ! Perhaps in this moment of supreme suffer-
ing, Ili even granted to :that pure, heroic, and most
glorious woman some beatific sign that consoled her in
perishing, and eternally baffled the ingratitude, injustice,
and cruelty of mankind !
" The cloud of darkness again enveloped her, and
Wulfstan continued to keep the flames with unremitting
zeal, crying and sobbing all the time so loudly that he
was heard over the whole square. The stake at last
caught fire, though of green wocd ; it was heard hissing
and crackling within the blaze ; and fiaally, to the inex-
pressible joy of Wulfetan, and even of the satiated spec-
tators, it disappeared with its dark bulk from the mass
cf flames. The sufferings of the Maid of Orleans were
therefore certainly over."

DEATH OF Mn. THOMAS MORTON.--The medical
profession and the public generally will regret to learn
that this estimable gentleman expired suddenly at his
residence, Woburn-place, Russell-square, yesterday
morning, in the 3Gth year of his age. Mr. Morton was
deservedly well known to the medical profession by his
numrrous and valuable contributions to the advance-
ment cf science. The lamented deceased succeeded his
illustrious relative, the late Mr. Cooper, the author of
the "Surgical Dictionary," as surgeon to the Queen's
fiench Prison, and at the time of Ms decease held also
the appointment of assistant-surgeon to the University
College Hospital. Mr. Morton was admitted a member
of the Royal College of Surgeons on the 24th of July,
1835, and so highly were this young man's professional
acquirements esteemed that he was elected by the
council au honorary fellow of the institution. Mr.
Morton leaves a widow, the only daughter of the late
Mr. Samuel Cooper, tmd a large body of friends to
deplore the great loss they have sustained in the death
of a rapidly rising and most amiable member of the
profession.

HUDSON'S BAY PRODECE.—The remaining arrival
for the season of furs, skins, &c., from the possessions
of the Hudson's Bay Company has taken place. The
vessel Princo Rupert has arrived in the docks from
Hudson's Bay, having on board 194 bags and 18 kegs
of tallow, 26'3 bales and 17 cases of skins and furs, 290
other packages of skins, furs, and isinglass, and a quan-
tity of quills, tongues, and other articles, cr,risigncd to
the Hudson's Bay Company, and the productions of
their possessions in that northern region.