The Sun.
London, England, 1841-02-15 00:00:00

THE " FORGET-ME-NOT."

(From the Boulogne Gazfqlc.)
A stern-looking matter-of-fact sort of a bookseller,
named Regnard, was summoned before the Judge of
t ilia :...,ou:t by one of the most engaging little millners
that could be seen in a day's march—so innocent, so
preposessing, so full of sentiment, the spirit of poetry,
and the affections of the heart, that she at once en-
gaged the sympathies of all who were present. She
had summoned the bookseller to restore a book con-
taining a" Forget-me not," which was her property.
The Judge—M. Regnard, you are summoned here
to prodace a book belonging to this 3 oung person,
called " The Pious Hours of Christian Ladies."
Regnard—Oui, Monsieur ; I bought it with a num-
ber of other books. But it is not a very saleable book.
I prefer such books as "le PeCte Cuisiniere Bour-
geoise," cr " les Euvres de Piron," which are much
more in the spirit of the present age.—(Laughter.)
Regine stated that she had been apprenticed to
Madame Duval, a milliner. Unhappily she had lately
died, and her grief for her beloved mistress was so great
that it made her ill, and she was laid upon a sick bed.
In six weeks afterwards she went to the house of the
late Madame Duval to claim her little effects, when
she found that everything had been sold off for the
benefit of the creditors.

Itcgnard—Well, that is an affecting story of your's,
and reminds me of Paul and Virginia, which, by the bye,
is a book which has had a great sale.—(Laughter.)
The Judge (to Regine)—Did you then demand the
restitution of your property?

. . .
Regine—Only of the one book in question, Sir,
which I was desirous of having, on account of its being
it " souvenir."

Regnard—l have brought, Monsieur, a book called
" Les Heures pieuses des Dames.- It is a good
edition, bound in red morocco. Here it is : lam ready to
give it up, if Mademoiselle will consent to g:ve me the
three francs which it cost me when I purchased it.
llegine—l am willing to reimburse, you for the book,
provided you will furnish me with my own copy. That
is not my copy ; and it was for restitution of my own
book, and not for an ordinary copy of it, that I
summoned you,

Itegnard—How do you know that this is not yours?
It is the same edition, has the same binding, and the
plates are precisely what you describe.
Regine (sorrowfully)—Oh I I know my own poor
little book. It always opens in the same place ; and
besides, it has been more used than this.
The Judge—A book has been delivered to the officer
of the Court, M. Regnard, very like that which you
produce. Your wife, it appears, found it in the shop.
Look, Mademoiselle, is this your book ?
Regine (trembling with joy) —Oh, yes, yes, yes, that
is m. no.

How do you distinguish it ?
ulways opens at the same place, at the
mass. Look, you will see it open. Hereupon Rcgine
took the precious little volume in her hands, which at
cace, almost of its own accord, opened in the centre,
and at the spot indicated, disclosing to view a little
dried specimen of the myosotis, or '° Forget-me-not."
Judge—Did you place the flower there ?
Regine—Oh, Monsieur, if I had placed it there, think
you that I should have set such a value upon the book?
Oh no ; it was placed there by my dear mother, only
two short weeks before she descended to the silent
grave ; and I have so often wept upon that page when
praying for her repose, that the book always opens in
the one place.
All present were much moved by the unaffected
eimplic;tv and affection of the poor girl ; and in-
deed tine bookseller himself had allowed his feel-
ings to be so much wrought upon, that he refused
to receive the three francs which he had paid for
the book. " Take it," said he, handing her the vo-
lume, " take it, and keep your money. When you are
married, give it to your children ; and, to set them an
example of virtue and affection,
you will only have to
point to that flower and say, Ne aoubliez pas.'"

GLASGOW CATHEDRAL.--Some time back
we informed our readers of the dangerous settlements
which threatened the security of this ancient edifice, and
that an eminent architect had been commissioned by Go-
vernment to proceed to Glasgow to report upon the neces-
sary measures to be adopted for its preservation. There
is now no doubt but that one of the transepts must be en-
tirely rebuilt ; in the meantime the
walls supporting the
superstructure of the beautiful spire are being shored up
with wood and iron struts, which, as they must intersect
the gateway, will temporarily obstruct its passage.—Court
Journal.

CHlNA.—Although Lord Jocelyn, who is the
bearer of despatches from China, and who arrived by the
Oriental steam ship, is still undergoing quarantine at
Liverpool, wo believe that sufficient of the intelligence
which he brings has transpired to enable us to account for
that protracted stay of Admiral Elliot at Chusan, which
has been the subject of so much discussion in misinformed
Indian and British journals. The fact we believe to
be, that Admiral Elliot on his return to Chusan
from the Pciho River, ' after an absence of about
two months, found that it was necessary
to make
certain military and
other arrangements at Chusan before
he proceeded to Canton. The death of that gallant and
at4l? officer, Colonel Oglander, threw the command of the
military force into the hands of Colonel Burrell. His ill-
ness, no doubt, had prevented him from taking those Inca
sores
which Admiral Elliot, on his return, found to be ne-
cessary, and which he had remained to complete. We
hear that the gallant and distinguished officer' Sir Hugh
Gough, who was to be dispatched from India to assume
the command of our military forces in China, would pro-
ceed with all haste to Chusan,.., Observer.