The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1841-03-16 00:00:00

TATIUMONIAL ALLIANCE OF M. GUIZOT.—
Dth year, made his literary
odical, then under the edi-

a noble family, but who,

young

having lost her father and liar most influential relatives—
some of them by natural death, and others by the guillotine
was obliged to employ her talents and learning, which were
great, in writing for the support of herself and those who
were dependent on her. To the publication conducted by
this lady M. Guizot sent contributions every month. These
elicited expressions of warm admiration from the pen of the
fair editress, and were read with gratification by the public.
Still no one had the slightest idea from what quarter they

proceeded. It so happened that about this time the lady
was taken seriously ill, and of course obliged to suspend for
a time all literary labour. M. Guizot having become acci-

ly aware of the circumstance, conveyed an anonymous

she bad so often praised) would furnish all the requisite
matter for the publication until she had sufficiently recovered

to resume her editorial duties. And most ably and faithfully
did he fulfil his promise. The lady felt, on her restoration to
health, that her noble-minded unknown friend had been the

, nd in some measure of her fortunes.
Soon afterwards, they chanced to meet in the house of a
mutual friend, but without the lady having the slightest idea
that the correspondent to whom she felt so deeply indebted
In the fulness of her heart, she then and there,
the habit of doing in every company in which

,ion of her work

was present

she chanced to mix, gave utterance to her gratitude, accom-
panying it with expressions of the deepest regret that she
had not the happiness of knowing the generous individual to
whom she was laid under such infinite obligations. The
reader is left to imagine what must have been M. Guizot's
feelings while all this was passing in his presence. The lapse
of time, so far from deadening the lady's sense of gratitude to
the friend who had so gallantly rushed to her aid in the hour
of need, only served to deepen the feeling, and to impart an
additional intensity to her desire to have an opportunity of
thanking him in person. With this view, she inserted a
paragraph in her publication, imploring her benefactor—for
such as well as friend she considered him to be—to commu-
nicate his address to her. The notice appeared at certain
intervals, without eliciting the desired inforrriation.. At
length, however, seeing she 'persisted in repeating it, as if
she resolved not to be defeated in an object so dear to her
heart, M. Guizot forwarded his address to the office of the
lady's publication. A personal interview between the parties
he result. The formation of a mutual friendship fol-
I—that friendship soon ripened into reciprocal love—
and that love, after the lapse of a limited period, was
crowned and consummated at the hymeneal altar. One
would explore us vain the almost boundless regions of ro-
mance in quest of a matrimonial union having been formed
under more singular circumstances.

A casual observer might spend siz months in
Germany, particularly in Rhenish Germany, and carry away

GERMAN

le men were never without

mouths, or the women without knitting-needles in their
hands. I once saw the body of a drowned womafi taken out
of the Rhine, round which five anxious individuals were
clustered, labouring to minister to its resuscitation. Not one
of them dreamed of removing his pipe from his mouth, while
the work of life and death was proceeding under his hands !
Nay, I once saw a fair Tedespn exposed to the soliciting of
a lover, eloquent as Mephistopheles, impassioned as St.
Preux, tender as Romeo, enterprising as Lovelace, and hand-
.ntyie as Antonin de Noailles,--who proceeded the while with

Cauca

macs.,
verse hung upon her stitches. But lest any unkind person—
and the world to which I write is as bitter as Rochfocault's
maxims or the elder daughters of Lear—should ascribe the
imperturbility of the heroine to lack of merit in the hero, I
beg to add, that I have seen in the Hef Theatre of Vienna,
(the central heart of German civilisation) a gentle creature
weep Danubes of tears over the sorrows of Thekla, or the
woes of Arnalia—then, almost ere the curtain fell, certainly
before the bodies were cleared from the stage, quietly re-as-
sume her confounded knitting-needles, as though they con-
tained balm for her wounded feelings'! As to me, I swear
-- 1.1,0 rani_

that if Cleopatra bad invited me to salt witn ner on LUC u
nu s , and under her purple canopy chosen to amuse herself
with knitting, even though the stocking or brace were destined
r A rd-nntr T calumild have fell

iur t.ecii Danny in lieu
asleep while watching the itching of her fair hands and jerk-
ing of her majestic elbows.—Cecil, or the Adventures of a
Coxcomb.