Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-09-09
MISCELLANY.
MARCHIONESS DE BOUILLE.

MARCHlONESS DE BOUlLLE.
Some years previous to the late revo-
luton in France, when the nobility yet
held their almost regal hoDours, Mr..
IA young Englishman of fortune, who
was Oh his travels, and stopped in Paris,
used to spend much of his time at the
mansion of the Marquis de BouilIe. His
hospitality ,and personal accomplishments
won far on the esteem of Mr.. -; and in
one French family, even in the heart of
the most dissolute court in Europe, he
beheld with connubial happiness, connu-
bal purity The personal graces Of the
MarchiOness, though in the wane of forty
years, yet gave loveliness to the senti.
ments of a mind that was only 10 be known
to be adored. She was admired and es-
teened by MIR. -, as her husband was
reverenced and loved. When this truly
noble pair Quilted Paris, for their Chateau
in the country, they requested their guest
speedily to follow them. Mr.. - had
been some weeks in Paris after the de-
parture of his illustrious friends, and was
preparing to comply with their wishes,
when he received letter from the Mar
quis, written in the utmost CONSERVATION
aud anguish of mind. He had lost the
wife Of his bOsom-she was then lying
dead in the castle, after having endured
the pains of a short, but rapid illness
'she was, at peace; but for him, his grief
must be as eternal as his love-"
This intelligence surprised and afflict-
ed Mr., and eager to console his suf.
fering friend, he Immediately set off for
Chateau. When he arrived at the vii
lage, which lay at the foot of the hill on
which the castle was situated, instead Of
the stiffness of sympslhetc sorrow making
every cOuntehance sad for the loss OF one
whose inmost soul was charity-instead
of this decent tribute To the virtuous dead
the bells rang, and the peasants were
assembled, dancing, singing, and exhibit
ing every feature Of festivity. Amazed
and shocked, he enquired what it meant?
The general reply was, The Marchio-
ness is come to life !" Bewildered with
hope he hardly dared cherish, he hast
ened to the Chateau; and there was re-
ceived with open arms by the happy Mar
quis. He led him to the chamber of his
amiable wife; who thanked Mr.. -, with
tears of gratitude, for the consolation his
friendship had intended her lord. After
the first hurried observations were over,
and Mr. - felt his emotions subside TO
tranquility, he enquired the reason of this
blissiul charge. The Marchioness re-
piled to him nearly in these terms:
4" My illness was sudden, and so al
farming, that the Marquis summoned
several physicians to attend me. All
their exertion seemed to fail, and they
declared that there was no hope bu,
consented to remain in the room ill
breaihed my last. ! took leave of nv
family. And in bidding my husband a.
dieu for ever, sudden couvulsion seized
me--and ! appeared to expire in his
arms. ] fell back on my bed, pale and
motionless and he was torn by absolute
force from the apartment. The physic-
ians then advanced, and looking at me,
declared that | was dead. was stiff
and cold as marble, and laid in my siroud
and upon my couch, to be ready for in
terment. For this part of my narration
| am indebted to women. In obedience
to our religion, and in honor of my rank
the room was darkened, hung with black
and lighted with wax lights and the an
thems for the dead were chaunted morn
ing and evening around my bed. A,length
the day came, in which I was to be COM
m't,ed to the earth. My husband, who
lad been detained frol, the sight of my