The Sun.
London, England, 1841-01-01 00:00:00

TAJ7'S MAGAZINE.

Miss Martineau's late romance, " The Hour and
the Man," wherein she has shadowed forth the
destinies of that extraordinary negro soldier and
statesman, Toussaint L'Ouverture, forms the sub-
ject of one of those sensible critical notices for which
Tait has always been celebrated. The Reviewer
justly condemns Napoleon for his conduct towards
this illustrious black chiel,who achieved the independ-
ence of St. Domingo, to the face of a thousand diffi-
culties ; but the condemnation might have been
more severe, and still not have been more so than
the circumstances of the case warranted. Tous-
saint was secretly murdered in a remote Swiss pri-
son by the expiess orders of the First Consul, for
no other reason than that he was an inflexible, dis-

interested, N high-souled patriot, whose example
might in time have become dangerous to the system
of despotism which it was sought to establish in
France. Dazzled by, the splendour of his renown,
we have long held the character of Napoleon
in admiration ; and it is not without reluctance,
therefore, that we have lately been brought to the
conviction that it is one which will not bear tog
close an investigation. It shows to the greatest
advantage at a distance. With many great and
good qualities, the French Emperor combined
abundant paltry ones ; he was jealous, heartless,
and vindictive ; and when we desire to think as
highly of him as we once did, truth stands between
us and our admit ation ; and we scarcely acknowledge
even the long dreary imprisonment of St. Helena,
to be a sufficient retribution for the murders of the
heroic Hofer, and the still more heroic deliverer
of St. Domingo. " France, England, and the Pal-
merston Policy," takes the people to task for not
being sufficiently alive to the rumours of impending
war. Why should we be ? Surely the pompous
vapourings of M. niers are not such as should
throw us into convulsions ! We are content tran-
quilly to bide our time, prepared for war, should
war take place, but by no means anxious to pro-
voke it. We consider the present calm attitude of
England to be, not the result of indifference, but
the repose of a gi nt conscious of his strength, and
careless, therefore f snaking a premature parade of
it. The " Biograp ical Sketch of Beethoven" is an
article which will give infinite delight to all readers.
of musical tastes. " Violet Hamilton" runs its
course rejoicingly. We subjoin a specimen of our
friend Tait's poetics :
Old year, good by ! with bumpers glowing,
Around the couch of death we stand !
Thy coming once, as now thy going,
We chanted, joining hand in hand!
In draughts of punch we welcomed thee,
And, pledging, sang Crambambuli !
Crambimbambuli, &c.
Faithfully through thy short life by thee,
Warm-hearted Burschen, firm we stood;
Nor in thy hour of death will fly thee,
Although thou wort not over-good.
But still thou gav'st some moments bright,
For which here's thanks in punch to-night !
True Crambimbambuli, &c.,

Sometimes our hearts did nearly fail us,
Yoa let such jilts upon them seize!
Sometimes an empty purse did quail us,
No cash to pay for our degrees!
But now 'tis over, we'll forget,
Nor for such fleeting sorrows fret!
But drink Crambambuli,
Freely we grant thou bast had troubles
To bother the eabroad, at home !
British flare-ups and Yankee bubbles,
The hi, k, too, in a froth and foam !
And monarchs at their ancient tricks,--
Egyptians blowing up like bricks!
Without Crambambuli, Scc.

But,
Shoutgo !oufotr, successor !
shout out, Hail T.
For our Princess, new-born (Gad bless her I)
Of caudle sue he brings a pail !
But ammunition for the kings,
I;'eercßucr°slenleienti.iy
And grog for us he also brings I
'rile true Crambambuli, &c,
New year, come on 1.—we gladly bail thee,
Our glasses lifted up on high ;
Nor sh,lll our cheers a moment fail thee,
If with good luck our fates you ply :
load,n da
sw trueewi tol b theee
gkionodd, taos u s
With Crambitubambuli, &c.

thing out life's bowl to brew the measure,
New Year! which thou for us bast planned ;
Pour in the spirit strong of pleasure,
With wisdom's water make it bland,—
Love's lemon with joy's sugar link,
The punch is made—we drink ! we drink !
This grand Crambambuli, &c.

By the r6cent demise of Lord Bruce, the eldest
son of Lord Elgin, his sister, Lady Mary Christopher, the
Lady of the Member fur North Lincolnshire. has become
the next in succession to an immense fortune, approaching
to thirty thousand a year.

TRULY YOURS."—To illustrate the asser-
tion, of on VI hat slight or erroneous grounds scandalous re-
ports may be based, I know an Italian gentleman who
having received a note of invitation from an English lady
of irreproachable morals, concluding in the usual way,
T, uly yours," took it to a friend, to whom he expreseed
his regret and cnibatrassment at having unwillingly and
unintentionally achieved the conquest of Lady -'s
heat t. " Impossible," said the friend; " why Lady --•
is one of the most reserved and correct women in Eng-
land." " Here is, however, the proof of my assertion,"
replied the Italian, drawing forth a merely civil invitation
to dinner, and exhibiting it with an air of triumph, 4! what
say you now ? vou cannot surely doubt her hand ?"...Lao)
Blessinyton's Idler in Italy, Vol, 111.