The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1847-07-06 00:00:00

THE LIVERPOOL STINIMRD

lotto de la Tremouille, countess of Derby, was the daugh-
ter of Claude de la Tremouille, due de Thouars, and of
the Lady Charlotte, daughter of William' the first prince
of Orange, and of Charlotte de Bourbon his wife. Such
was the descent of the justly celebrated countess ; and she
inherited the valour and judgment of her ancestor of the
House of Orange.
At a very early age Charlotte de la Tremouille was
united to the earl, and their union was truly propitious—
congeniality of character, immense
tion, were their blessings. To these

the felicity of Children, both
is and promising. "This marvellous picture,"
a modern writer, "of almost superhuman

1, in due t

was doomed to be torn in pieces and scattered to
he accursed demon of faction and rebellion
ar as we can judge by the portrait of Va
d in the family collection, was not the at
istrious Charlotte

She is represented b

y appeal
►se over

h than

THE GREEK HUNT,

(From the Dublin Unirersity Magazine

Had I to minister to a mind diseased—io one that ever
stoops so wearily to count the thorns that pierce his feet
upon his earthly path, that he forgets to look upon the
radiance shining overhead—l would lead him forth on a
still, calm summer's night in Greece, and bid him enter
into the spirit of that unutterable rest wh

very atmospl
of the illimit,
less into the

perva

ere ; not on a starry night, when tl
ible worlds might allure him to plur
darkness of the mystery around us—

des its
narvel

torture to wl

:h there is no anguish comparable--bi
noon, serene in lonely beauty, walks in h

when only tl

brightness over that vault of pure blue ether, wi
passing cloud between the sunset and the d
lest her silvery nath, or obstruct '-
beautiful w benic,” -

bering child
of remember

Id,
I am (

F.; tO MO-

her ste

neath that wonderf

dered to s

no pang, save that

that would not var

how those Placid moonbeams f

placently, on all that nature can show forth m
and all that man 11

the lonely vall

city where

ping infant, to t

s out to his dee
s silent lovelii

am- mon sits enthroned ; and to-nigh

beams are shed without r
Corinth, radir.nt al
ruins of I
lent BE

verve on the one

upon t

fair and fallen

great pa

ary, brilliant

Kyamil Bey.lay at the foot of a tall palm tree within
utiful garden ; his couch was a leopard-

his cast an
skin, and I

. -
head was pillowed on the knees of a young
negro, who sat upright, motionless as a statue of bronze ;
before him danced a group of female slaves, gliding with
graceful, undulating movement amongst the trees, and
singing softly as they flitted by. * *
Fehim," said the Bey, " I am sick of this insipid life !
—are my soldiers asleep that they bring me no more pri-

soners, no plunder, no slaves !"
" Highness ! only yesterday they were out scouring the
country, and they brought in some fifty or sixty pairs of

" Bah ! what child's play is this
heads !"

Were there no

" But few, great master ! Z could scarce string them
into a necklace for your humble slave," said the negro,
with a horrible grin.

" Mashallah ! these idle slaves will do no good till I
ride with them myself; and this is not‘a time to let our
1 hand lie lightly on these Ghiaour dogs. They say the re-
bel Ipsilanti has dared to land not far from hence. Fehim,
$f Ir- "'a means to shew I+ ' -la tin