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suppers　concludid　the　jawyus　night。



Thus　they　lived　in　ellygant　ratirement　until　Missfortune　bust　upon

this　happy　fammaly。　　Etached　to　his　Princes　and　abommanating　the

ojus　Lewyphlip；　the　Marcus　was　conspiring　for　the　benefick　of　the

helder　branch　of　the　Borebonesand　what　was　the　consquince？One

night　a　fleat　presented　itself　round　the　Castle　of　the　Island　of

Fogoand　skewering　only　a　couple　of　chests　of　jewils；　the　Marcus

and　the　two　young　ladies　in　disgyise；　fled　from　that　island　of

bliss。　　And　whither　fled　they？To　England！England　the　ome　of　the

brave；　the　refuge　of　the　world；　where　the　pore　slave　never　setts

his　foot　but　he　is　free！



Such　was　the　ramantic　tail　which　was　told　to　2　friends　of　ours　by

the　Marcus　de　Viddlers　himself；　whose　daughters；　walking　with　their

page　from　Ungerford　Market　（where　they　had　been　to　purchis　a　paper

of　srimps　for　the　umble　supper　of　their　noble　father）；　Yardham　and

his　equaintnce；　Munseer　Jools；　had　remarked　and　admired。



But　how　had　those　two　young　Erows　become　equainted　with　the　noble

Marcus？That　is　a　mistry　we　must　elucydate　in　a　futur　vollam。







THE　STARS　AND　STRIPES。



THE　AUTHOR　OR　〃THE　LAST　OF　THE　MULLIGANS；〃　〃PILOT；〃　ETC





I。





The　King　of　France　was　walking　on　the　terrace　of　Versailles；　the

fairest；　not　only　of　Queens；　but　of　women；　hung　fondly　on　the　Royal

arm；　while　the　children　of　France　were　indulging　in　their　infantile

hilarity　in　the　alleys　of　the　magnificent　garden　of　Le　Notre　（from

which　Niblo's　garden　has　been　copied　in　our　own　Empire　city　of　New

York）；　and　playing　at　leap…frog　with　their　uncle；　the　Count　of

Provence；　gaudy　courtiers；　emlazoned　with　orders；　glittered　in　the

groves；　and　murmured　frivolous　talk　in　the　ears　of　high…bred　beauty。



〃Marie；　my　beloved；〃　said　the　ruler　of　France；　taking　out　his

watch；　〃'tis　time　that　the　Minister　of　America　should　be　here。〃



〃Your　Majesty　should　know　the　time；〃　replied　Marie　Antoinette；

archly；　and　in　an　Austrian　accent；　〃is　not　my　Royal　Louis　the　first

watchmaker　in　his　empire？〃



The　King　cast　a　pleased　glance　at　his　repeater；　and　kissed　with

courtly　grace　the　fair　hand　of　her　who　had　made　him　the　compliment。

〃My　Lord　Bishop　of　Autun；〃　said　he　to　Monsieur　de　Talleyrand

Perigord；　who　followed　the　royal　pair；　in　his　quality　of　arch…

chamberlain　of　the　empire；　〃I　pray　you　look　through　the　gardens；

and　tell　his　Excellency　Doctor　Franklin　that　the　King　waits。〃　　The

Bishop　ran　off；　with　more　than　youthful　agility；　to　seek　the　United

States'　Minister。　　〃These　Republicans；〃　he　added；　confidentially；

and　with　something　of　a　supercilious　look；　〃are　but　rude　courtiers；

methinks。〃



〃Nay；〃　interposed　the　lovely　Antoinette；　〃rude　courtiers；　Sire；

they　may　be；　but　the　world　boasts　not　of　more　accomplished

gentlemen。　　I　have　seen　no　grandee　of　Versailles　that　has　the　noble

bearing　of　this　American　envoy　and　his　suite。　　They　have　the

refinement　of　the　Old　World；　with　all　the　simple　elegance　of　the

New。　　Though　they　have　perfect　dignity　of　manner；　they　have　an

engaging　modesty　which　I　have　never　seen　equalled　by　the　best　of

the　proud　English　nobles　with　whom　they　wage　war。　　I　am　told　they

speak　their　very　language　with　a　grace　which　the　haughty　Islanders

who　oppress　them　never　attained。　　They　are　independent；　yet　never

insolent；　elegant；　yet　always　respectful；　and　brave；　but　not　in　the

least　boastful。〃



〃What！　savages　and　all；　Marie？〃　exclaimed　Louis；　laughing；　and

chucking　the　lovely　Queen　playfully　under　the　royal　chin。　　〃But

here　comes　Doctor　Franklin；　and　your　friend　the　Cacique　with　him。〃

In　fact；　as　the　monarch　spoke；　the　Minister　of　the　United　States

made　his　appearance；　followed　by　a　gigantic　warrior　in　the　garb　of

his　native　woods。



Knowing　his　place　as　Minister　of　a　sovereign　state；　（yielding　even

then　in　dignity　to　none；　as　it　surpasses　all　now　in　dignity；　in

valor；　in　honesty；　in　strength；　and　civilization；）　the　Doctor

nodded　to　the　Queen　of　France；　but　kept　his　hat　on　as　he　faced　the

French　monarch；　and　did　not　cease　whittling　the　cane　he　carried　in

his　hand。



〃I　was　waiting　for　you；　sir；〃　the　King　said；　peevishly；　in　spite　of

the　alarmed　pressure　which　the　Queen　gave　his　royal　arm。



〃The　business　of　the　Republic；　sire；　must　take　precedence　even　of

your　Majesty's　wishes；〃　replied　Dr。　Franklin。　　〃When　I　was　a　poor

printer's　boy　and　ran　errands；　no　lad　could　be　more　punctual　than

poor　Ben　Franklin；　but　all　other　things　must　yield　to　the　service

of　the　United　States　of　North　America。　　I　have　done。　　What　would

you；　Sire？〃　and　the　intrepid　republican　eyed　the　monarch　with　a

serene　and　easy　dignity；　which　made　the　descendant　of　St。　Louis

feel　ill　at　ease。



〃I　wished　toto　say　farewell　to　Tatua　before　his　departure；〃　said

Louis　XVI。；　looking　rather　awkward。　　〃Approach；　Tatua。〃　　And　the

gigantic　Indian　strode　up；　and　stood　undaunted　before　the　first

magistrate　of　the　French　nation：　again　the　feeble　monarch　quailed

before　the　terrible　simplicity　of　the　glance　of　the　denizen　of　the

primaeval　forests。



The　redoubted　chief　of　the　Nose…ring　Indians　was　decorated　in　his

war…paint；　and　in　his　top…knot　was　a　peacock's　feather；　which　had

been　given　him　out　of　the　head…dress　of　the　beautiful　Princess　of

Lamballe。　　His　nose；　from　which　hung　the　ornament　from　which　his

ferocious　tribe　took　its　designation；　was　painted　a　light…blue；　a

circle　of　green　and　orange　was　drawn　round　each　eye；　while

serpentine　stripes　of　black；　white；　and　vermilion　alternately　were

smeared　on　his　forehead；　and　descended　over　his　cheek…bones　to　his

chin。　　His　manly　chest　was　similarly　tattooed　and　painted；　and

round　his　brawny　neck　and　arms　hung　innumerable　bracelets　and

necklaces　of　human　teeth；　extracted　（one　only　from　each　skull）　from

the　jaws　of　those　who　had　fallen　by　the　terrible　tomahawk　at　his

girdle。　　His　moccasins；　and　his　blanket；　which　was　draped　on　his

arm　and　fell　in　picturesque　folds　to　his　feet；　were　fringed　with

tufts　of　hairthe　black；　the　gray；　the　auburn；　the　golden　ringlet

of　beauty；　the　red　lock　from　the　forehead　of　the　Scottish　or　the

Northern　soldier；　the　snowy　tress　of　extreme　old　age；　the　flaxen

down　of　infancyall　were　there；　dreadful　reminiscences　of　the

chief's　triumphs　in　war。　　The　warrior　leaned　on　his　enormous　rifle；

and　faced　the　King。



〃And　it　was　with　that　carabine　that　you　shot　Wolfe　in　'57？〃　said

Louis；　eying　the　warrior　and　his　weapon。　　〃'Tis　a　clumsy　lock；　and

methinks　I　could　mend　it；〃　he　added　mentally。



〃The　chief　of　the　French　pale…faces　speaks　truth；〃　Tatua　said。

〃Tatua　was　a　boy　when　he　went　first　on　the　war…path　with　Montcalm。〃



〃And　shot　a　Wolfe　at　the　first　fire！〃　said　the　King。



〃The　English　are　braves；　though　their　faces　are　white；〃　replied　the

Indian。　　〃Tatua　shot　the　raging　Wolfe　of　the　English；　but　the　other

wolves　caused　the　foxes　to　go　to　earth。〃　　A　smile　played　round　Dr。

Franklin's　lips；　as　he　whittled　his　cane　with　more　vigor　than　ever。



〃I　believe；　your　Excellency；　Tatua　has　done　good　service　elsewhere

than　at　Quebec；〃　the　King　said；　appealing　to　the　American　Envoy：

〃at　Bunker's　Hill；　at　Brandywine；　at　York　Island？　　Now　that

Lafayette　and　my　brave　Frenchmen　are　among　you；　your　Excellency

need　have　no　fear　but　that　the　war　will　finish　quicklyyes；　yes；

it　will　finish　quickly。　　They　will　teach　you　discipline；　and　the

way　to　conquer。〃



〃King　Louis　of　France；〃　said　the　Envoy；　clapping　his　hat　down　over

his　head；　and　putting　his　arms　a…kimbo；　〃we　have　learned　that　from

the　British；　to　whom　we　are　superior　in　everything：　and　I'd　have

your　Majesty　to　know　that　in　the　art　of　whipping　the　world　we　have

no　need　of　any　French　lessons。　　If　your　reglars　jine　General

Washington；　'tis　to　larn　from　HIM　how　Britishers　are　licked；　for

I'm　blest　if　YU　know　the　way　yet。〃



Tatua　said；　〃Ugh；〃　and　gave　a　rattle　with　the　butt　of　his　carabine；

which　made　the　timid　monarch　start；　the　eyes　of　the　lovely