New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1856-04-19

signed Of some Othsr day aud hour, were mistaken,
as usual
The Empress, it is said. havirs expressed de-
sire TO have be pen with which the ala nssaIes
TO be set to tbis treaty made as she loves TO think
in such suspicious coincidence with the birth Of her
boy On eagles feather was select Tor the purpose.
and richly ornsmented by q cunning worker in gold
end precious stones. The whim Of the Empress
was pretty enough as mothers whiu, and natural
enough as the whim of Z collector Of curlOsities.
Tie selection Of al eagles feather TO cut this
peace making pen from was neither pretty nor
natural one A goose or turkey is much more
pacific bird.
At a little after 10 O'Clock, yesterday, the guns
Of the 1nvalides-tEe same guns that two weeks
ego told the town that an Imperial Prince was
born and announced only few months sg the
taking of SevastOpOl-anDc1Dcedt the ED of war.
That they should become heralds of peace, seems
Gs that esgles should tign it. However, the news
was welcome from their brszen throats, and as me
sounds came be oning through the sabbath air,
tried to fancy that, like honest Potion, they
sought 10 "aggrayate their voices, In harmony
with the day and its holy work.
Peace having been looked forward to with such
assurance, it's final notification could excite no
surprise. Its effect on trade. commerce. ind liz
dustral enterprise public stocks and private emo
tions, had been mainly discounted In advance
Still people gIdu 10 huNc tAibtl a1"i"
sure. ard for that and other reasons hsSg out flags
and bunting profpsely.
The most universal reflection on the occasion is:
"The Emperor is in luck" Tomorrow he holds
a grand review On the Champs de Mars, to show
the PleDPOtentiaries his military power, TO chow
tie army be has not done with it, TO show that the
Empire is peace, to show the sharp pointed,
solid bases on which it rests
Meantime there sits solitary at No. 40 bue VILE
de Eytque, man who III his turn was dictator
Of France, the idol Of bis cOunryi.en, the arblter
Of resce and war for Europe Now be Is writing
dsy sDd night, not to enlarge bis wide literary
fame still lees to re gain bis lost political position
but only to pay bis debts. lie tells Us that he ha
done with worldly hopes and regrets; he is SICK
life AID would leave il as Cato did, did not bet
ter religion than CatO's forbid such cOwardiy
sinking of burden imposed by Heaven. Only
one class Of pleasures is left to him. the pleasures
| Of liteIature-chly one purpose, that OF redeem
ing with the product of his pen an estate "icn ne
| ODDS only By the Kindness OF friends themselves
| not rich who have become responsible for him to
his creditors. To-day he possesses material thi0g
| that he can call bis own: the very dog that looks
uistully in bis face il dumb sympathy with the
sorrow expressed there is his only by sutlerance
He rerounces for the future any part in the great
political DRAMA " here once he filled so prominent
a role, not from choice but from duty where he
| laLored for humanity and was deceived in hdman-
| ity. MAY God help il! man cannot!
This and more ia the same strain you may read,
| ven should read in the first number of Lamartinos
Monthly Conversations on Literature. The general
,lan of the work have already spoken Of IN
| previous letter. This first number is PREDATORY,
ard is almost entirely personal; 1t is a new chap
| ter of Condolences" The first part OF It,
where be tells us something's of the beginnings OF has
literary lfe ia interesting without any painful al
low The latter part Of it from which the sentl-
| ments and ttattments of the preceding paragraph
| are taken, contains the saddest pages that have
reed this many day. 1t is sad to read that the
| idol of patton, the ruler Of q state, has fallen
back irto the undistDguished crowd; to read that
q man Of luxurious wealth (imprudently avlshed.
ifyou choose, but never for gross pioasures) now
sits debtor in suferaLce at bis bei edltary hearth
TO ad that our generous benefactOr-as every Gro
alive author in letters surely ISIS now our suitor
for some poor pittance OF yearly subscribed francs
But ct sadder is it 10 read that the Tribune oil inc
| people the man who, beyond any other European
cote n,poIary talked face to face with the people
and was li.ered TO by them loses his faith in men,
ind cries out despsringy, God help them-man
cdDBOt!'
Eugene Pelletan, a disciple Of Lamartiuo aud
ole Of his most ardent admirers, sorfOwiuiiy re-
| proacbes LnmaItiDe for this in the first OF a 50
lies OF articles in the Presse, which he too justly
| entities Letters TO Il faea man. (LatTeS IN
| hCmne tcmbf) Truly Lsmsrtine has fallen, aud
| while We cOmmOners, whose quieter, happier ex
| peliebce has exposed our weakness to no sncn
dizzy elevation to no such stunning reverse as his
| Should be mOdestly cautious OF angry repr0-ch
| we do have the common right OF men 10 Complain
that one who accepted the post of leader aud once
uobly filed it, should low desert US Ia defeat
| Nobcsse otligt, says amodein French poverb; aud
nobility is more strictly bound to the duties Of
its high rank than that whose patent is held from
| Coo,
Considered merely from literary point of view,
zone of Lamartines prose is finer than this preta
tory number of Familiar Course Of Literature
Ard in this point of view is will, l trust, inset
with favorable and remHneratipe reception on
Your side of the water, WHITTIER q friend of the
author las gone to arrange for publication oil the
translation simultaneously with the appearance OF
the original series in Paris. Still, apart from the
above considerations, this number is remarkable
as study of French character; and in this
rCspect demands, not al induigelt but just ap-
probation from American and English readers.
Iansrtines position is, in certain respects, similar
to that OF Wslter Scott toward the close Of his
lfe We al admire Scott for the sturdy, rigorous
honesty with which he expended his last forces in
lsborious efforts 30 extnguish unwisely contracted
debts. Had Scott preiaced bis Life OF Napoleon,
or one of his later novels with lsmentation over
the decline of his fortunes and the possible do
parture from AbbOttsford, undemonstrative but
generous English sympathy would have changed
10 pity, il not TO something more Like stout
hearted Briton, as he was, he Kept his
sorrow to himself in the stou-hearted
British wsy-whioh is undoubtedly the true,
manly wsy-fOr BritOns and tLeir descendants.
But Ismartne is Frenchman; his long wall
here is deeply pathetic, and is not unmanly-for
Frenctman-not urheroic even. How freely and
how calmly be exposed himself to danger to what
seemed imminent death ht the time, We ali know