general-the lady of the First Consul-the crowned Empress of the French, won golden opinions from all who approached her or came within the range of her influence. We then discern the obverse of the medal,-the divorce,the death at Malmaison, resulting less from physical ailment than from grief for the fallen fortunes of the man by whom she had been vainly sacrificed,-amidst the jeers and yellings that accompanied the restoration of the Bourbon throne, destined to be again supplanted, and trampled upon, and by Napoleon the Third, the child-grandson sobbing with convulsive grief at the bedside of the dying Empress.

MADAME ROLAND.

WIFTLY as hurries past the historic death-march of the fanatics, dupes, and ruffians of the first French Revolution, doomed to perish by the Terror evoked and organised by themselves, there is one white-robed figure in the doleful procession, with pale, bright, classic face, mantled with dark silken hair, and illumined by deep blue, transparent eyes, kindled to indignant flame by the hootings and curses of the multitude, which arrests the attention, and dwells in the gazer's memory long after it has disappeared from the scaffold still wet with the blood of a queen, and been flung, as carrion, into the common fosse at Clamart. That vanishing apparition is Jeanne Manon (not Marie, as usually written) Philipon, wife of the ex-minister Roland; and if, upon looking more closely at this votary and victim of the Revolution, chiefly by the light of her self-written memoirs, we discover that the apparent invulnerability of a clear conscience, the lofty, unblenching heroism which in that supreme hour encircled her as with an atmosphere of light and purity, were in a great degree indebted for their seeming brightness to the contrastive foil afforded by the grimed, blood-spotted companions and fellow-workers from whom she can never be mentally dissociated,-still the courage, energy, devotion, the high-reaching it often misdirected impulses and aims, the cruel and untimely death of Madame Roland, can never fail to command the admiration, qualified as it may be, and to excite the unbounded sympathy and compassion of all who include in the great life-account the sinister influences sur