The Arkansas advocate., 1831-02-02

was in the hands of few nnprineipied rufiians, more despotc than the Bourbon who had jed an exile from his falling throne. Under their heiish reign of terror, the scafods and the streets of Paris strcamed with the blood of her best and brayest citizens, till the gailotine blush
 ed at the audacity Of her dcnoniac rulers.
 But the heads oi the tyrannicaI Itobespiere, and his internal coadjulors, have paid the forfeit
 of their frenzicd career, and the storm of exter-
 uination which So long darkened all France, has
 sunk. long since, below the horizon, and the bril-
 liant luminary of liberty has risen again in all
 the unclouded grandeur of American gIoy.-
 The rapidity of those splendid events which
 have regenerated France, has astonished the
 world, and scattered the sacred flame of free
 dom throughout all Europe. Never did q tenn Ipest in the elemental world, rise with such fear 1 fu velocity from the West; and never did a Re-
 yolution in the political world, strike such in-
 stantaneous terror to tyrants. 1t came like q
 clap of thunder in clear sky--t burst upon the
 sons of men like some swelling cataract which
 had suddenly broken over its barrier--it flashed upon the bewildered imagination like mighty
 volcano scattering its long-pent fires ill the ilea- ycns. 1t possessed all the sublimlty and gran
 deur of the former Revolution diyestcd of half is terror. Sc suddenwa the electric flash, that i all France was wrapped inthe conilagration ere 1 the eye. of dspassionate reason could look upon l it undaZZled, or the understanding digest the truth of so splendid an event. There is no era i'll the annals of ages, no action recorded on the pages of history, which may be compared to this. Posterity will be astonished at the des peratc and daring deed, and celebrate with de
 light the chivalrous spirit of the sons of France But there are thousands of Frenchmen whose Efe,,, tion. They had vainlY hoped that Napoleon had given the last blow to tyranny, and hurled the last crown from the head of the Bourbon dynasty. And again the lingering hope arrived that Charles X. was the last of that hatred race who should sway the fcudal sccptre and wear the unhallewed crown which had descended to him from his etfcminate and tyrannic ancestors After having delueed the streets of Paris in blood, and trampled to victory over the bleed- ing corpses of their countrymen, they were not prepared to behold the last remnant of the Bourbon family, elevated over the ruins of for
 mer throne, still rocking with the blood of the brave.
 They had hoped, however accomplished how ever patriotic, that the very name of that detcs- ted race had been obliterated from the memory of i@renchmen, and doomed to glide silently down the tide of oblivion with the Wrceks and relics of their former grandeur and glory. i breeze tromtheneW world had borne to theirears the renoWn of the rising and liourshing repub- lcln the West, and they had sighed for a gov vernfnent of the same lenient and patriotic prlnclplts. They had read with delight on the pages of history of the glorious achievements ot Nashlngtoll-the mighty empire of freedom, which had risen on the ruins of a despofs do- minlons-they had read those imperShable and imprescript!ble rights which were enjoyed in their purity, and hope whispered that France should be modelled on the same form, and enjoy the same patriotic prerogatiyes.
 darkening cloud hangs big with destiny O. yer Europe. \ mighty volcano is ready to burst and scatter desoiation to the hopes of ty- rants. A storm of passion, more awful than an Ayalanch of the Alps,i rolling up the horizon to Prcciptate its liyid lghtnings on the foes of le- gltmate government and the sacred rights of man. Tremendous will be that hour when all Europe shall feel and assert her independence. The tocsn of alarm has already sounded, and the torch of civil war blazes in the capitols of the continent. Already have the dark browed sons of Spain caught the exhiIiratng spirit of freedom, and the throne of the despotic and big oted Ferdinand totters to its fall The hardy. the warlikc race Of Belgium, aroused from their. slumbcrs: the contesthas ragged in Brussels, and all Netherland is in alarm. Nor have the bright aud beautiful children of Italy, 'he sunny cline of science and of song lain quietly beneath their wrongs. They, too, are up; their galling chains are rattng on their arms, and the cry of liber- tyisheard in their cities. Beautiful and brilliant Italy, she is worthy to follow France in throwing of the yoke which has for ages bound her sons to one long night of superstition and ignorance. The same lovely land which once has given laws and learning to the world, is worthy to be free and to flourish again in her prlmeyal greatness and glory.
 And will the many millions of Russia tamely crouch at the feet oi the autocfat Nichoias, nor