Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol III, No 13, 1851

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Various. Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol III, No 13, 1851

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SUMMER

THE SIGHT OF AN ANGEL

MAURICE TIERNAY, THE SOLDIER OF FORTUNE.1

CHAPTER XXIX "THE BREAKFAST AT LETTERKENNY."

CHAPTER XXX. A SCENE IN THE ROYAL BARRACKS

CHAPTER XXXI. A BRIEF CHANGE OF LIFE AND COUNTRY

ANECDOTES OF PAGANINI

THE HOUSEHOLD OF SIR THOS MORE.2

THE PEARL-DIVERS

PHANTOMS AND REALITIES. – AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY.6

MADAME DE GENLIS AND MADAME DE STAËL.7

THE TWO ROADS

STORIES OF SHIPWRECK

JOE SMITH AND THE MORMONS

AN ICE-HILL PARTY IN RUSSIA

THE BLIND LOVERS OF CHAMOUNY.9

THE DAUGHTER OF BLOOD – A TALE OF SPANISH LIFE

THE EXECUTION OF FIESCHI, MOREY, AND PEPIN

PERSONAL HABITS AND CHARACTER OF THE WALPOLES

AN INCIDENT OF INDIAN LIFE

COFFEE PLANTING IN CEYLON

A BRETON WEDDING

JOANNA BAILLIE

A VISIT AT MR. WEBSTER'S.11

THE JEWELED WATCH

NEW PROOF OF THE EARTH'S ROTATION

ADVENTURE WITH A GRIZZLY BEAR.12

A VISIT TO THE NORTH CAPE

A CONVERSATION IN A KENTUCKY STAGE COACH.13

ANECDOTES OF JOHN PHILPOT CURRAN.14

MY NOVEL; OR, VARIETIES IN ENGLISH LIFE.15

Book V. – INITIAL CHAPTER

CHAPTER II

CHAPTER III

CHAPTER IV

CHAPTER V

CHAPTER VI

MARY KINGSFORD

Monthly Record of Current Events

UNITED STATES

SOUTHERN AMERICA

GREAT BRITAIN

FRANCE

GERMANY

SOUTHERN EUROPE

THE EAST

LITERATURE, SCIENCE, ART, PERSONAL MOVEMENTS, ETC

OBITUARIES

LITERARY NOTICES

Fashions for Early Summer

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The date of the year was – no matter what; the day of the month was – no matter what; when a great general undertook to perform a great victory – a great statesman undertook to pass a great political measure – a great diplomatist undertook a most important mission – a great admiral undertook the command of a great fleet; all which great undertakings were commanded by the very same great monarch of a very great nation. At the same time did a great nobleman give a great entertainment at a great house, and a great beauty made a great many great conquests. On the same day, in the same year, in a very small room, in a very small house, in a very small street, in a very small town in Germany, did a very poor mason commence a very rude carving on a very rough stone. All the public journals of the day told a thousand times over the names of the great general, the great statesman, the great diplomatist, the great admiral, and the great monarch; all the fashionable papers of the day did the same of the great nobleman, the great company, and the great beauty: but none of them spoke of poor Johan Schmit, of the little town of – , on the Rhine.

Many years had passed away, and the date of the year was – no matter what; but history was telling of a great general who, with consummate wisdom, courage, and skill, and at the cost of numberless nameless lives, gained a great victory, which determined the fate and fortune of a great monarch and a great nation; consequently affecting the fate and fortunes of the world. It entered into minute detail of how his forces were disposed; where lay the right wing, where lay the left; where the cavalry advanced, and how the infantry sustained the attack; how the guns of the artillery played upon the enemy's flank and rear; and how the heavy dragoons rode down the routed forces, and how, finally, the field was covered with the enemy's dead and wounded, while so few of "our own troops" were left for the kite and the carrion crow. Then did history speak of the honors that awaited and rewarded the triumphant hero, of the clamorous homage of his grateful country, and the approving smiles of his grateful monarch; of the fêtes, the banquets, the triumphal processions, all in his honor; of the new titles, the lands, estates, and riches poured upon him; of the state and luxury in which he lived: until the tolling of every bell throughout the kingdom, the eight-horse hearse, the mile-long procession, the Dead March in "Saul," and the volley over the grave, announced that a public statue, on a column a hundred feet high, in the largest square of the largest town, was all that could now record the name of the greatest general of the greatest nation in the world.

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Before I could recover from my surprise at this announcement he had left the Court, which, in a few minutes afterward, broke up, a clerk alone remaining to fill up the necessary documents and complete the bail-bond.

The Colonel, as well as two others of his officers, pressed me to join them at breakfast, but I declined, resolving to wait for my name-sake's return, and partake of no other hospitality than his.

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