The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-12-13

There are few, perhaps, of your readers who are
not aware that there are In TINS CITY nuHoer OF
offices in which Torn Benedlots, ana talF Games "
a state of single blessedness may, Tor a con-sld'
e.ration have themselves duly provided with
mariners for life but few, perhaps, Will believe
Thai neonle of respectable positions in society, and
even of rank, have recourse TO these matrmonta!
agencies Such, however, is the fact, and You
will see it proved by the report of a case in the
newspapers, in which NJ. Foy, the great marriage.
broker is represented as having got judgment from
a law court against a dishonest client, for G4OO
for having negotiated the marriage OF the niece OF
a marquis. The marriage brokers, and this man
Foy especially, are accustomed 10 advertise their
establishments, day after day in the newspapers
and their calling is perfectly recognized by the
authorities, and as generally accepted by the popu
laton, as that Of an uphosterer, coal-deaer,
lawyer, or physician. Does not this reveal
curious state of society! Fancy man in search
of wife: en- Foy, there is guinea | want
to be married; the girl must be handsome, young,
respectable, and have money" My dear sir"
says Foy, "you have just called in the nick Of
time Baron Bingo de Binko sent for me yester-
day to marry his daughter Go to her-there is
the address-my fee f20O.' The baron pre-
sents himself to the baron--states his bust
ness-describes his positon-and is accepted
The baron then rings for the daughter: My dear,"
SAYS he, this is Baron Bngo de BinkO, whose an
cestors distinguished themselves in the Crusades,
and having been ruined by the revolution, their de-
scendants took to making candles, in which they
have amassed money. You will marry him, my
dear.' "Very well, pal" says the obsdient dam
sci. Oh, joyful day. cries the baron, and lie
kisses the tips of the young lady's fingers. "When
shall the ceremony bel! says he. Oh, not too
soon" replies the young lady, with q modest blush
not before the day after tomorrow, decidedly -
50 Be il So idol of my hearth! cries the baron and
he hurries off to order dresses, prepare Deeds and
bring the ring And the day after tomorrow the
thing is done. That, | say, is the way in which
marriages are concocted /; and, | ask, can any
thing be more charmingy expeditions! No love-
making, no heart breaking, no weeping, no difficult
ties-everything rs simple and as easy as the buy
ing of a pair of Gloves Nor is it only the adver-
Using, broker-like Foy d Co. who make it a bust
ness to negotiate marriages; in private society,
also, there are a set of PEOPLE, male and female,
who devote themselves TO the same branch of in
dustry, not from any abstract enthusiasm for the
marriage state, or desire to promote the happiness
of the unwedded, but to put money in their purses
In fact, marriage in France is thing Of mere
barter and traffic, just as much as buying horses or
treacle is in England. Even the marriages which
are effected without the nstrumentality of broker
quas-broker, are so; money-convenience-
the only things thought of on either side. And
with such hot haste are weddings sometimes
patched up, that it is positive fact that bride and
bridegroom at the alter scarcely know each other.
/ myself am acquainted with married lady, who
swears that when she went to church on her wed
ding-day, she knew so little Of her destined hus-
band that if she had been directed to pick him out
from half dozen men, she could not have done so!
Yet people there are who are astonishsd that in
France there is so much immortality In welded life
They should rather be surprised that, with such
abominable system, morality is te,be found at all
LParis Correspondent of the Britannia.