New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1856-01-03

laughed heartily at the young preachers look
Of surprise and confusion. The latter scarcely
knew what reply to make, CE what TO do; but
just as he had got as far as ~ our ma5eBty-.,',
the king interrupted him, ssying, 4 Make no
fne speeches; go hon1s quietly. and examine
the contents Of the paper. Yon came To- Berlin
to seek . cousin; you have found one, Who, IL
you 60 On steadily, will not neglect you. E
1t is hardly necessary to add that the roll Of
paper contained a good appointnaen at the Uni
versity Of Berlin, and made Heinrich Meyer one
Of the royal preaehers-
MARRIED LIFE or ACTRESS Ea. IF o happy mar
riage is fruit so rarely plucked ii the ordina-
ry gardens Of existence, how much leas in that
more dangerous one Of the stage, III which, ia the
pursuit q the golden appleg 90 many dangers
have ODE encountered. j and 50 many Temptations
to be resisted In reviewing, IN our minds.
the lives Of many of the most distinguished Of
the welded actresses Of Europe, we have mo-
ticed one strange feature, which we mention as
. singular, and, perhaps, useful fact though
the inference from it may not always be infalli-
Bile. Those marriages which have taken place
between actors and actresses, continuing on the
stage, and both pursuing their profession, have
been usually attended with greater happiness
than those between actresses continuing as
such, with gentlemen in other, or no pursuits in
life, or between actresses and gentlemen who,
ON marriage, have removed from the stage We
speak exclusively Of those who have attained
dramatic distinction.
This arises chiefly, doubtless, from tie COM
munity Of feelings and pursuits, and the con-
slant companionship to which it leads. There
il never q want Of that something to do, Ehich
leads to Weariness, or the leisure for croasneas,
which is the greatest destroyer Of ecnnubiaL
life. The morning brings its busy preparation
together-noon, the rehearsal together--eve-
ming, the play together ght, the sIeep. Few
lives are more replete with pleasure 70 the
world, and happiness to themselves, than that
Of Mr.. and Mrs Charles Kean, go we'll I-knowR
and Beil-beloYed among u.s. Nothing can be
more graceful and refined than their home and
life, or more sWeetly hal1oWed by sincere affse-
tion. At their house in Brunswick Square, In
London, they constantly gather round them the
members Of their company, interspsrsed With
literary guests, like Forster Of the Examiner,
Charles Dickens, Harrison AinsWorth, Marx
Lemon, and Charles Reade; and, perhaps, in
| the Princess Theater is alone to be found that
aocialistic perfection for which Fourier has so
Hong sighed. On it's classic boards come Of our
best artists have taken their lessons IN the his
trionic art. Among others it Was On this tres
4 that the fascinating Agnes Robertson, since
Mrs. BourcicauIt, first displayed the blossom Of
that ability winch has since ripened into such
4 charming perfection; and her husband, the
j we'll known Dion, was for many years stage
1 manager and general minister Of the interior.
4 In the same way the marriage Of Charles Mat
thews with Madame .Vestris, though surrounded
with many cireumstanees which gave apprehen-
{ sion Of . less pleasing result, has been pro-
ductivei Of q happiness which has softensd rnany
Of these pecuniary pangs to which that kind,
reckless, dazzling Charles Surface has been ax-
, posed. Nor must we omit to mention one Of our
own actors-Mr. Davenport Hhose welded lots
is said to be crowned with an unbroken pleass
ure.. Home Journal f-s
Il IN letter Of the late Thomas Campbell, just
printed, the deceased poet expresses himself aa
distressed at his inability to discover materials
for life Of Mrs. siddons,. Dear, good Mrs.
Siddons,'' he writes: -. (, zs=. SEX
She was very angel, but devils make bet
ter stuff for biography than angels. The old
| toothless ladies' once dashing beauties-that
were her sworn. friends, heap upon me reams Of
proof Of her piety and purity but Lord help me,
| I can make no nse of ell their tWaddle. = =
| Had she been a fe-fe, or drunkard, or ter
/ mngant, should have had comparatively q
Isinecure in my biographical SlHty to her. Never
theless, there are some interesting particulars
about her; her great great grand uncle was e1-
eeuted for being a Catholic priest. I have sone
faint hopes of being able to prove that he was
burnt alive; but nnhappily that is not certain.
i Poor man ! it would make no difference to him
now, by what death he died, hut to me it would
be most desirable, if possible, that he should
| have died by fire. for rhe sake of an exciting
; impression on my amiable readers.
, Truth STRANGE THAN FICTIoN.-Last winter
gentleman in New York, connected with the
Mission Sunday School Of DR.: AlexandeE's y.
Church, found a ragged little girl selling candy
and apples in the Park on Sunday morning. On
questioning her, he found that she came over
from England, that her father and mother died
, on the passage, and she was then living with an
old woman who forced her to sell in the Park on
Sundays The kind-hearted gentleman at first
made compromise with the old woman, by
giving her fifty cents every Sunday, to permit
the child to attend Sabbath school, and after
wards put the law in force and took the, girl
from the old womsns control. She was then
sent to an asylum, and thence to o farmhouse.
The lady to whom she was bound was so struck
with the little girl that she questioned her
closely as to her history. The facts ELECTED in
duced her to write to England, and she soon
received the joyful intelligence that the ehild's
j grandparents were both living in Sellinge,
Kent county, England. The family were sub
stantial farmers, and forthwith sent funds to
bring the lost one home. She went accordingly
in the next steamer, and is NOW living once more
in comfort and affiuence at the old homestead.
| A narrative, giving the whole story, has JUST
been issued by the American Sunday School
| OulUAs uuueE Lue altls VI tut Shnuy
RoauERY IN AUToGRAPHs.--A correspondent,
who is interested in autographs, sends us, by
way of warning to our celebrities, an account
of a curious case Of autograph collecting, which
occurred in France some little time ago, al
though only recently brought to light. An
ingenious rogue, being rather badly off, as
rogues often are, hit upon mode Of replenish-
ing his exchequer by means Of novel descrip-
tion of begging letter. Feigning himself to Be
in the deepest mental distress, overwhelmed
with an accumulation Of agonizing miseries,
which had driven him to absolute despair, he
professed himself to be utterly disguised with
life, and the point Of terminating his troubles
by committing suicide In this state of mind,
he pathetically intreated the person addressed
to inform him confdeutially what he really
thought of the right Of the overburdened wretch
to ''shufie of his mortal coil" Having crowd
ed into his letter all the touching and misera-
BILE words at his command, he wrote coTies Of
it to many Of the most distinguish rsons
in Europe Espartero replied lao oally,
s'Sir, I do not advise you to kill -Iself.-
Death is a bullet which we must all encounter
sooner or later, in the battle of life; and iti our
part to wait PATIENTLY Others-good natured
men-flled the four sides of their sheet of paper
with high teachings of lofty philosophy, or with
sound religious advice replies with studied