The Sun.
London, England, 1867-09-07 00:00:00

high order is the point debated at present at Paris
by the savants and leading journalists. From the
reply made by Jacob to the editor of the Petit
Journal, it would seem that he believes himself the
possessor of a magnetic fluid, which he is capable
of communicating to his patient. " Monsieur,"
said he to the editor (the celebrated Timoth6e
Tunin), "I am neither a doctor nor an empiric ;
chance has made me discover that by the sole fact
of my desire to be useful I relieve the sick. Special
falculties have been attributed to me which I have
been recognised to possess. I neither affirm them,
nor even discuss them ; I make no speculation on
these faculties ; I demand neither remumeration nor
gratitude ; and I am delighted with the letter pub-
lished by the aide-de-camp of Marshal Forey, who
states that I have not cured hint. At least people
should leave me quiet. Remark that I have made
no public appeal even for the purpose of giving my
gratuitous
services. That which Ido I cannot de-
fine—that cure belongs to the savants, to all those
who occupy themselves with the influence
one man can have upon another who is desi-
rous of relieving his fellow-creature." From the
remarkable language and conduct of the Zouave
it would appear that he is rather a well-mean-
ing enthusiast than a tricky charlatan. Whe-
ther, however, he possesses in reality the mes-
meric or electric power, of which he persuades him-
self, will probably soon be known from the scientific
inquiries, provoked on all hands by so interesting
a subject.

The Emperor and Empress have received dur-
ing the past week a deputation of 700 public
teachers, who have been sent to Paris from the
different departments to study at the Universal
Exposition whatever appears to be most important
in a scholastic point of view, especially as connected
with agricultural instruction. Their Majesties have
also received the Queen of Wurtemburg, who
arrived incognito a few days since, and the Prince
Otho of Bavaria, brother of King Louis 11.
The Court will take its departure for Biarritz on
the 7th inst. The Prince Humbert, who has, bye
the bye, given the sum of 10,000 f. to the poor of
Paris, returns to Dieppe to take leave of his Im-
perial hosts previous to their departure. The arrival
at Paris of the Emperor and Empress of Austria is
fixed, it is said, for the 25th of October.
The camp at Chalons has been thrown into great
consternation by the unexpected explosion of a
powder magazine, which has resulted fatally in the
case of M. Riviere, captain of the 57th of the Line,
and the brigadier and five sappers of the 73d. It
appears that the General Ladmirault had given the
order to empty the safety cartridges at the artillery
depot, but that branch refusing to receive them
excepatpinpoed forpinatckets, that purpose,thesapp
sappers of
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f thes7thaas at
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were the
very instant that Captain Riviere entered the
magazine where the manipulation was going
on that the explosion took place. It is
supposed that a capsule accidentally stepped on,
set fire to the loose powder emptied from the
Chassepot cartridges, which possess the fulminating
property in the very highest degree.
On Sunday last most of the Paris world went to
the fete of Versailles, the attractions of that beauti-
ful neighbourhood being heightened by a Tir de nuit,
or night exercise, executed by the artillery of the
guard. Let one imagine himself behind a line of
epaulenzents, four batteries mounting 32 guns in
face at a distance of 300 yards, a bastioned front
representing the hostile fortifications, whilst still
further off, at a distance of 600 yards, another
front, serving as the point de mire for the guns of
the long range. All at once a rocket, bursting into
a myriad of bright stars, illuminates for an instant
the darkness, showing the batteries in full activit3,
the men as thick as ants, the assistants charging,
the cannoniers taking aim, and the officers, sabre in
hand, awaiting the discharge. To the rocket suc-
ceeds a fire-pot, which, sailing through the air, falls
in front of the enemy's bastion, brilliantly lighting
the target. " Fire," cries the loud voice of the
officer in command, and the artillery thunders with-
out ceasing for some minutes, whilst ever and anon
a huge projectile, rushing through the air, makes a
formidable breach in the works of the supposed
enemy. After the heavy pieces come the field
pieces, whose plunging fire is followed in turn by
the mortars with their 32 bombs, which the eye can
follow up to the point attacked. Care is taken,
however, that these projectiles do not burst on
arriving at their destination, which would be
attended with great danger to the assembled crowd.
A brilliant display of fireworks, illuminating the
ruined works of the enemy, full of fire and smoke,
closed this magnificent entertainment. It is said
that the feu d'artifice is made from the waste pow-
der collected in the course of the year.
In the days when the old stage coaches ran in
England—palmy days of four-in-hand, so admirably
pourtrayed by Dickens, and which palmy days
have long taken boots to themselves since the intro-
duction of the iron horse—l remember a struggle
between two opposition coaches to run each other
off the road. The one offered to take passengers
for nothing, but the other not only did the same,
but offered the additional inducement of a glass of
hot brandy and water. The latest commercial move
in Paris appears strongly to resemble this practice,
which consists in the opening of a large public
hall or bazaar in the Boulevard des Amandius, where
every known description of product or mer-
chandise may be purchased, the seller giving
a warrant of obligation for the repayment of
the whole amount within a certain period of
time, ranging from two to fifty years, depen-
dant upon the yearly drawing by lot of the
obligations in question. Ido not pretend to offer
an opinion upon the value or validity of these obli-
gations, but as the matter is taken up by an influen-
tial company, the Credit Foncier of Paris, with a
fixed capital, it is more than probable that the re-
payment may be relied upon ; neither do I offer an
opiniontionoffers
as to whether ornhwhetehaeprestnark
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halla insaqyuciss:
that a visit will well repay the curiosity of the
visitor in Paris. The title of the institution
is that of Magazins Re'unis, and is handsomely
built in the form of a parallelogram, having en-
trances upon three of the principal boulevards and
streets of Paris. It consists of three stories, the lower
being rows of very handsome shops for the sale
in detail ; the next a range dedicated to the
wholesale department ; and the third, containing
apartments occupied by the various functionaries of
the establishment, stone galleries leading to and
connecting the different branches. The movement
was probably contemplated in connection with
the Universal Exposition, though the situation of
the building is unfortunately at the other end
of Paris. The solidity and excellence of the
manner in which the affair has been carried
out shows that the enterprising company in
questionregard capable
hoblteof standing the test
of time.
establishment will
reached by simply following the line of the main
well repay the trouble of a visit. It can e
k stroll it sh
r
Boulevard of Paris. .
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On Sunday last, I)jemil Pasha, Ambassador and
Plenipotentiary Extraordinary from Turkey, had
the honour of an interview with his Majesty the
Emperor, for the purpose of expressing the high
sense entertained by the Sultan of the hospitality
shown himn in France. After the interview, the
AmbaFsador presented to the Emperor thirteen
magnificent Arab horses, in addition to the three
given to his Majesty by the Sultan previous to his
departure.

Paris, Sept., 181,7.

Woe to the feathery tribe ! A funeral dirge for
rabbits and hares! The gentlest of women and the
most ferocious of men are scouring over moor and
forest glade iu pursuit of game.
That breech-loaders should have defeated the
Austrians at Sardowitz is a matter of history, but
that breech-loaders should be worked round ladies'
shooting skirts and hung on neck ties round their
throats is rather too warlike a manifestation.

We are getting fearfully murderous in this age of
progress. Mythology, which was so fashionable last
winter, was a great help to ladies in the choice of
their attire. It seemed so natural to wear belts on
which little cupids were painted, racing round one
in breaks, and looking as merry as cherubim thus
honoured ever ought to be ! Then the Watteau
style of looping up our skirts of course explained all