The republic. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1849-1853, 1849-08-03

i that lovely face so full of candor There was not
the least formaty about her features, and her coun-
] tenance assumed every charming variety OF ex-
preston. sometimes she was pensve, sometimes
eav: but there was always something distinguished
\ about her Madame de Jesse, in talking Of a lite
rary woman made the following remark: 7" If
were a king, should command Madame to speak
10 me foreyer;n but would make some slight va
ration in this sentence and would say that, if
were king, should command Madame Recamier
10 look at me increasingly. She possessed all the
amiable coquetry which is to beauty exactly what
figures in relief are TO monument somewhat
agree with the old author of the piece entitled
''These des dames," who observed, 'that, If 1t
were not for pinch of the salt of eoqueiry in a
woman's composition, she should become the most
nsipid ragott the world.n II is the spirit of CO.
queiry which renders her so piqudats, and lights up
her eyes in so fascinating manner that II is mpos-
sibe for the heart of man to Withstand her lnfu-
ence. Women who are without this charm are OF
very milk -and-water nature. Madamoiselie Mars
was, perhaps, the person who was most like Ma
dame Recamer in the exquisite dignity OF her man
An evening passed at the Abbaye was more
useful TO an actress than ten years spent at the
Conservative. Madame Recamier had pupils,
without being aware of it. Mademoiselle Mantle
caught something of her manner; IT was here that
she learnt TO act the part of Ceimiens admirably
The Jewess Rachel was also among the number of
visters the Abbaye, and perhaps, in her perform
ance of .adrienns Lcoureur, some OF the recollec-
lions which she must have brought away from the
salon of the Rue de Sevres may still be traced.
Madame Recamier related very interesting anec-
dotes of the Revolution. Her memory was like a
curious book, which she only opened to a few
friends, and from which she read with her eyes
closed One morning great crowd was pushing
its way through the Rue de Mont Blanc, opposite
the Spanish ambassadors hotel. The King OF
Etruria was about TO enter his carriage, and was
standing at the entrance, talking to Madame Reca-
mier and M. Betfroy de Reigny, that writer who
earned such an eccentric reputation under the name
of Cousin Jacques. The Prince was kissing Madame
Recamer's hand very CALAMITY, when she heard a
loud voice close by her ear. She turned round and
perceived soldier, who was shouting out at the
tor of his voice, "Citoyen, potre poiture est pree
quand potre m1iesie poudra morster."
The following anecdote is probably better known:
A gentleman who found himself upon one occasion
placed between Madame de Stael and Madame Re
camer, remarked very awkwardly, that he had wit
on one side of him and beauty on the other With
out possessing either one or the other" observed
Madame de Stael.
II has been limited that Madame Recamier had
left her memoirs. We should be very glad if this
were true, but we scarcely dare hope it. She has,
however, left us the celebrated picture of Cornne,
which ornamented her drawing bust OF
herself by Canova; the original drawing of Gro
det's "Atala and several other remarkable things,
which we do not call to mind.