The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-03-19

Here the chamberlain quickly interpreted, " It ],
quite certain that you, madame, have the power o
slsvstng me boy @ any P2siiion you may choose
terness Of feeling excited By the involuntary retro
tpect OF what she once had been, Josephine's dir
daintui eye seemed to measure the speaker from
head to foot, as she said, I" And pray, sir, what
leads you TO conclude that am not able to raise
whom will still higher %
The lady doubtless intends, :" said Maria Louisa
N tone Of irony, 10 place her pfoiGge on the
steps Of the throne"
Higher still, madame. IL such were NV plea.
sure, warmly retorted Josephine, now rising to
Wi.na1aw. FOR aught you can tell, ! may have
given kings TO the world
Beware, madame, hastily Whispered Redou,e,
your majesty will betFav yourseIf and the Eups-
rof VIII be displeesed." Josephine was SILENT and
the artist, who was upon thorns, hastily added
do net see why either of these ladies need give %
her share in the happiness of doing good. / shall
teel honored in accepting for my happy proteEe.
Whatever kindness IL NAV pease either to bestOy
upon them" Josephine made no snswer, bur will
nead erect, ien the room and Redonie rsspectfnl-
ly bowling to Maria. Louisa was following clad 10
have prevented an outbreak which might have had
serious consequences, when hand laid upon his
| arm made him turn round il was the chamberlain
or, SAID he In a low whisper, " do you know
that the lady whom have had the honor of at.
| Louisa I"
Sir" answered Redoute in an equally low
voice, the lady that have the honor OF attending
here Is the Empress Josephine
10 less than two years from this meeting jose
phne bad sunk under the never-healing wound
thai Napoleons deseEtiop had inflicted and died a,
MamaisoD; and Maria Louisa had, it NAV be ioy.
fully, Quilted country which she had never loved
and in which she had never succeeded in making
herseif beloved During these two years the widow
had lived upon the daily bounty Of her royal pat.
ronesses, and was consequently now as destitute a
when they first entered her abode of poverty In
vain had Redouie often placed befor4 Josephine his
view OF what patronage, to he really useful ough
to be-the helping others to help themselves. In
vain mad he urged her to establish the widow in
some way Of earning her Independence {" Time
enough for this when the boy Is grown up" Bu,
death came, and reverse of fortune and no friend
now remained TO the widow and the orphan but the
artist, and nought remained to him from the vas,
| wreck but his talent and his reputation Cirenn-
stances might indeed render the productions of his
pencil less source of emoInrnent bnt these cir
enmstances were but temporary; the artist would
again rse TO fame and fortune, while Napoleon and
| Maria Louisa had fallen irre,rievabty.
Redoute acted on the principle he would have
had the widows royal patronesses to act: he pro
| cured employment ioF the widow; and thanks te
hs influence, she was enabled to earn sufficient Il
| place her above want, while he took upon himsel
the education of her child But the mothers healtl
was failing; and when Redout9, previous 10
short absence from Paris went 10 take leave Of her
she expressed her belief that he would not find he
alive at his return, and with tears she solennl
| commended her boy to his care. Though he ha
| not attached much weight TO her presentimenrs
yet il was with somewhat uneasy feeling thai
Immediately on his return, he went to the hons
The door was open; and as he ran up stairs
sound reached him which stsuek upon his heart
they were fastening down the coffin OF the widow
and in corner of the room was the little Charlie
weeping bitterly. Snme distant relations stood b
the coffin in cold and audible debate, as to wha
was 10 be done with the child.
| see nothing for him but the Orphan Asylum,
| said one.
oh, no, mol pray do not send me there" erie,
| the child. My own dear mamma worked for he
bread, and so can ]. You do not know how mucI
can do if you will but try me-" AT this instan
4 he caught a glimpse of Redonts and throwing hirs
self into his arms, he exclaimed, You are com
back, dear, good friend, and you will not send m
to the Asylum" The artist pressed the poor DO
to his bosom.
Have you no hearts % he said, indignant,
turning to the relations. This boy shall be m
care" And what the most powerful among IN
powerful had not done, he did-he, the compars
lively obscure and humble artist. He secured L
his proiege present comfort and future respectable
", by teaching him, as soon as possible, 10 bel
himself. Charles Blanger became not only his b..
pupil, but celebrated painter, making the san
use as his noble minded master Of that knowle5s
| which Is power, and of that talent which is one
those possessions described by Arisdes in his eelt
| hrated maxim, Heap up no treasures save thos
which, should shipwreck come, will float with tn
| owner"