New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1853-11-03

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As then in other years;
I hear with joy-and yet Ieei
Upon my heart in sadness s.eal
Remembered smiles and tears.
MRs. Jo.pAS's ADvIcE TO AcroiHs'-'
r.h Harrington, in his lately puollsheu Iei
-, st.,cbes.n relates the following IL Is
well worthy perusai .ho
..r orcc accompanied Mrs. Jordan TO Ine
- -,op at Liverpool; Mrs. Alsop anu ne.
IA maid assiduously attended her: one W." s,,,
thi,her languid and apparently reiuo.sn assned
IN a quarter of an hour her very naia. ohonae
10 undergo metamorphosisi .he =; .. 49, nearly
of her manner appeared to me, IN iao., ns" -,
" she walked spiritedly across Tue
M 80 or three times, as if to measure lts eA
sease ~ The moment her foot touched the scenic
sem, her shirt seemed to be regeneratea
~. Ius' chesred up, hummed an air, stepped hght
and quick, and every symptom oil uepression
vanished. The comic eye and cordlai AUS
returned upon their enchanting mistress auu
announced that she felt hersen lnosinS
tice of her profession, IN iao'' '
thing could conceive
NE NJ Jordan delighted in talking over past
..snts Hbe had strong impressions Of every
thing: and could perceive was often influenced
rsther BY her feelings than her Judgment.
mHow happens it," said to her, when last IN
Dublin, "that you still exceed all your profes-
sion even in characters not SO adapted to you
nov as when first saw your How do you con-
trive TO be so buoyant, nay so childish, on the
stage. while you lose half yonr spirits, and de-
Generate into gravity the moment you are on
itf' aOid habits p replied Mrs Jordan. 6 old
bahitsl Had formerly studied my positions,
weighed my words, and measured my sentences,
I should have been artificial, and they might
.Lz., I ha1 nv TnrIg
vell bv heart, l told nature | was then at her
sarv;ce to do whatever she thought proper with
NV feet. legs, hands, arms and features; to her
I iaft the whole matter became in fact merely
her puppet and never interfered further myself
in the business
Il heard the audience laugh at me, and |
laughed at myself; they laughed again, so did
4; and they gave me credit for matters knew
very little about, and for which Dame Nature
not I, should have received their appreciation,
The best rule for q performer is to forget, II
.possible, that any audience is listening. We
perform best of all in our closets, and next best
to crowded houses but scarcely ever saw a
rood performer who was always cycling the
audeace, IT, continued she, g half the gestic-
ulation, half the wit, drollery and anecdote
which heard among you all at Curran's priory
at Grattans cottage, and at your house, hao
been displayed before an audience, without yot
performance would have been cheered as enc 0
the finest pieces of comic acting possible, though
in fact, your only plot was endeavoring to ge
tipsy as agreeably as you could"
NAPoLEoN's LAST YEAR..-About year be
fore his death sudden change took place in tn
daily habits of Napoleon. His better angel ha
whispered into his ear and carried solace an
contentment to his heart. He no longer seclude
himself from the world. He went among h
fellows as man should mix with them, and {
an Emperor might There is work going on
his garden The gardeners are very busy, eS
pecially the Chinese-an industrious race. Ma
poleon takes his place among them. lie use
his spade with the rest, and the children {
Count Bertrand are playing about him while b
digs. Fowls trespass on the grounds, and max
free with the favorite flower beds. The lmpe
rial gardener sends for his gun, shoots the tres
passers dead, and then proceeds with his work
experimenting the raising of sod walls in thi
place. the formation of reservoirs in another
Visions Of the old time come across him while
labors, and traces out the ground Of his littl
garden, plans and ed-works for defensive opeI
atoms, to the edifeation of his officers and al
tendants, who group about him as he explain
his ideas. Day after day, for a brief but happ
interval, the gardening continues. Every ma
in the house has spade in his hand, and Napc
leon is very busy putting in seed. He break
fasts in his garden, sends messengers to the Oh
derby officer for carts, shovels and spades, an
when the orderly officer looks in late inthe ever
ing, he finds the great man still busy with his il
nocent and healthy occupation; and be sure
will be good time the next morning, for the sa
officer writes to the Governor, in his daily repo
Of the 9th of May, 1920; " Gen. BonapArte h
got large bell, which he rings, and immed
ately upon this signal all the servants turn o
to work in the gardens" In less than We
after this sentence was written, Napoleon die
Where he was first buried, and where he nc
lies, the world knows. Had he maintained, d
ring the whole of his six years Punishment, t
dignihed and simple bearing which he assum
for a few weeks in his little garden, Mr.. Fo
syth's book would not have been necessary, a
there would have been a sanctty in our rect
lections Of the last days of the still immor
Napoleon. lLondon Times
CoSsrANTINoPLE.-1h city occupies a tria
gular promontory of land between the Bospl