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deep thought he seemed, except that from time to discontented nobles and people would have placed time, as he lifted his eyes and glanced up the vista, you on your brother's throne, you utterly refused to there flashed from their dark depths the impatience consent to his being deposed, and only allowed yourof a mighty spirit, bafled of its aim, chained in its self to be declared his successor. I could not have fight, and misunderstood in the darkness of surround bee so moderate; oh, I long to be a queen like you.” ing ignorance. A figure, elastic with the buoyancy “A queen!" murmured Joanna, who occupied a of joy, advanced toward him, a warm hand clasped cushion at her mother's feet, “a queen,” and her his, and a glad voice exclaimed, “Courage, my voice was low and sweet as the murmur of a guitar, friend, she has consented to see you, to listen to when its strings are moved by the orange-scented your plea, to weigh your arguments, and decide breeze alone. “I would be queen of one loving upon your claims to patronage. Courage, I say, for heart alone. I ask no kingdom beyond a quiet home, if she listen to you, she will espouse your cause."' with one to love me, dearly, truly, unchangingly, as A light, intense, but momentary, flashed over the I could love again. Oh, mother, I am weary of all face of the dark-browed man, as he pressed the hand this noise and show; my heart grows sick, as I mark of his messenger, exclaiming, “ Thank you—to me these glorious things, and feel that they are spoils of you are, indeed, San Angel !”
war, relies of a fallen power, trophies of a victory Gradually the gay groups disappeared from the achieved by bloodshed, fire, famine, and pestilence. scene of magnificent enchanıment; the lights went Do not frown, dear mother, my queen; but I cannot out one by one, like stars at the approach of day; help thinking of the loving hearts, and beautiful wothe voices of melody ceased amongst the pavilions, men, and tender babes ihat perished in Grenada. and in the echoing halls, and silence seemed resuming They were infidels, but they had human hearts; they her natural empire over the night.
loved, and were beloved, and, oh, what biller sunIn a retired apartment of the royal palace sat dering of holy ties was in that devoted city. I cannot Isabella of Castile, with her two young daughters. rejoice in such dreadful victory; I dare not thank our The beauty of the queen was of a style to command merciful Father in Heaven that he has permitted our respect rather than admiration, obedience rather armies to inflict such a vast amount of misery, not than love. jesty was in her form and mien, only on our armed foes, but in their helpless and pride sat on her brow, and in her tones and gestures innocent families.” lived an authority which none dared question or dis- The queen’s countenance was troubled; she reobey. Well was it for herself and those around her garded her daughters alternately. " Alas! my chilthat she was governed by the nicest principles of dren,” she said at length, “I foresee unhappiness for honor; that her whole life was swayed by the most you both. Isabella's spirit will never be satisfied fervent and conscientious devotional feelings; so with power and grandeur; and your heart, Joanna, that as a queen, as a wife, and as a mother, she was will never be filled with the love for which alone it above reproach.
asks. It is possible to be beautiful, honored, and a Her eldest daughter, the Lady Isabella, inherited mighty queen, and yet be very miserable-oh, very with her mother's name, a large portion of her per miserable! Leave me now, my children, for the sonal and mental qualities; but while one was a wo- hour audience is at hand; and I am to listen to a man and a queen, the other was a young princess, strange suitor and weigh a mighty project." proud, impatient of control or contradiction, and Queen Isabella sat in her private audience-chamber, delighting in magnificence and admiration. Her surrounded by her nobles. There was a shadow on younger sister, the Lady Joanna, though she had a her brow deeper than the shade of business cares; fine form and regular features, with the dark, languid and it was remarked by her counsellors that every eyes of her country, was destitute of that grace and article of the spoils of the fallen Moors had been revivacity which is the great charm in woman's cha- moved from her aparıments. racter. The warm blood never gave a living glow Presenily San Angel and his friend, Columbus, 10 the dark olive of her complexion, and it was seldom were ushered to the royal presence. The great adthat the deep fringes of her eyelids were lified venturer wore the same plain habit of black velvet, sufficiently to allow those with whom she conversed but appeared infinitely more noble in that dress than to mark the beautiful and fitting shadows of the did any of the embroidery-decked cavaliers in the deep and sweet emotions of her loving spirit. royal presence. Columbus was no stranger to courts
"Oh, mother!” cried the young Isabella, her whole and princes, yet as he bent his knee before Isabella person radiant with the spirit's light, "oh, mother, of Castile, he felt to pay her the homage of the soul, what a glorious thing it is to be a queen's daughter; and she thought that she had never until then looked to live in such magnificence, to be an object of ad- upon true greatness. miration and worship, to listen while gay and noble “Rise,' she said, "and speak what you have to cavaliers extol one's beauty and accomplishments ; say." but, mother, it is my highest glory that I am your He stood before her calm, collected, and with the child, your namesake, and like you in mind and air of a man having full confidence in himself; and person. Oh, how my heart swelled last night as I his speech, which at first as hesitating and low, heard men speak of the truly royal Isabella of Castile. soon flowed in a torrent of strong eloquence, betrayBut, mother, I am not quite as noble-souled as you, ing the tide of the deep spirit which thus poured out for I heard them tell that in your girlhood, when the its speculative treasures.
* Madam," he said, you behold me, a native of passed, and yet he has not returned. Madam, I know Genoa, a suitor to your majesty for aid, not to pro- that the lands of which I have spoken do exist. I secute an idle enterprise to attain for myself gay know that I am able to search them out in the world baubles, or the yellow gold that lies like a heavy of dark waters which has wrapped them froin our chain upon the souls of its votaries, bui to prosecute knowledge since the world began. I know that I a great and glorious enterprise, of the success of can reach them, for God has raised me up and enwhich I am morally certain, and which will be an dowed me as his instrument to affect these great disinestimable benefit to the whole world, and add, if it coveries, and he will preserve my life, and guide me be possible, new honors to the name of Isabella of by his almighty power. I have petitioned your Castile. Madam, the teachings of science, as well august consort, but he is occupied by other matters, or as my apprehension of the goodness and wisdom of swayed by those who would prevent me from achiev. our bountiful Creator, have led me to a firm convic. ing that which they dare not undertake themselves, tion ibat all the unexplored surface of this vast globe who would withhold from me the honors which they is not, cannot be, a barren waste of waters. I know have not courage and ability to achieve for themthat there are vast islands, probably a great continent, selves. On you, therefore, illustrious madam, now sufficient to balance the lands that now compose the rest my ardent hopes. Surely amid all this mag. world, lying away in the western ocean. These nificence, the small sum necessary for my outfit unknown lands I would discover and explore. Or would not be felt. And in the event of my success, even if such do not exist, as we know that the earth which I deem certain, would not the vast and rich is globular in form, I shall at least discover a passage territory thus added to the dominions of Castile and to India through the western ocean, and so add a Aragon, bring millions of revenue for every hundred glory to the crown of Casiile which shall eclipse the expended on my expedition. I beseech your highlustre which recent navigators have given to Portugal. ness, listen to my plea; I am like a strong eagle, This is the age of naval enterprise and great dis- longing to scale the pinnacle of a lofty mountain, but coveries; let the most important exploit of this age bound by a heavy chain in a dark and miry valley, I live with the name of Queen Isabella on the historic am wearing out my life in a vain effort to spread my page forever and forever.
shackled pinions to the glorious sunlight. Let your “ Madam, I know that I am no idle dreamer, no royal bounty remove these shackles, give me the speculative theorist; I seek to confirm by actual dis- means, and say to me go, explore the ocean, discover covery the truths which reason and religion proclaim new worlds, and take possession in the name of to my mind as indisputable. And yet I have found Isabella, the illustrious queen of Castile Let me go, no soul capable of understanding mine; no rich in pity to my restless spirit. Let me go and win prince or noble willing to risk a few thousands for everlasting honors for myself and the age, and for an incalculable benefit to the whole world through all my royal patroness. the years to come, and a fame which shall live until Queen Isabella had listened with evident interest, the sun burns out in the great temple of the blue ether. her dark eyes flashed, and her cheeks burned with You will ask why I, a citizen of Genoa, a rich and excitement. She extended her beautiful hand to the powerful state, find it necessary to solicit the aid of suppliant. “I grant your prayer," she said ; “ I will foreign powers. I have said I find no souls capable furnish funds for your voyage. This display of magof understanding mine. The great ones of my dear nificence is not at my command. It belongs to our native city have pronounced me a framer of illusive nobles, our churches, our officers and soldiers. You theories. I would have won for her an imperishable behold here the spoils of the vanquished, which must honor; she would not receive it at my hand. Filled reward the vanquishers. It is possible to be poor in with sorrow and indignation, I then turned toward the midst of regal splendor. But I have jewels which Portugal, encouraged by her recently acquired repu- are at my own disposal, which add nothing to my tation as a patron of adventurous navigators. Her power or my happiness. I will dispose of them, and great ones listened to my suit, amused with hopes, give you the means to prosecute your project to disand delayed 10 give me a definite answer; and while cover new worlds amid the wilderness of waves, and I waited and strove to convince them of the ration- win that undying fame which you deem within your ality of my speculations, they treacherously drew reach." from me all my grounds of belief in the existence of Low on his knees fell the joyful adventurer, and another continent, my intended method of discovery, poured out his gratitude in few but forceful words. with the direction I meant to steer, and all the infor- Looks of scorn, contempt, and bitter enmity were mation I could give concerning my projected voyage; fixed upon the adventurous Genoese by the courtiers and, indeed, madam, you will find it hard to believe who surrounded her majesty, and it was evident that such insamy, they filled out a fleet secretly, which her presence alone restrained them from openly exsailed, failed of its object, encountered storms, and re- pressing their hatred of him, and disapproval of her turned, asserting that they had done all that navigators decision. One cavalier in particular ground his teeth could do, and that my theory is false and futile. Thus with rage, and muttered his vow of eternal enmity lo I have been cheated out of three years of my existence, him whose soul so overreached all that human intelwhile my ardent soul is burning out its habitation. lect had heretofore achieved. Then I thought of England. I sent my brother to lay But Isabella's royal word was pledged, and her my project before her royal Henry. Years have powerful eloquence had won her regal Ferdinand of
Aragon to espouse the cause of Columbus, and asso- gold, unwrought, and fashioned into curious ornaciate his name with hers in patronage of his great ments, fruits and flowering plants, and strangely beauadventure. But the man of mighty soul had departed tiful specimens of verdure and foliage, with articles on his limitless voyage, and his scoffers continued to of the manufacture of those far-off lands—all things clamor against him, and predict the utter failure of strange to the admiring beholders, and different from his project, and destruction of his fleet and crews. aught that the eastern continent produced. All was
Ferdinand and Isabella were holding their court in wonder, admiration and delight, except in the black Barcelona, when a courier arrived with intelligence habitations of envy and murderous hate. But Cothat Columbus with his fleet had made ihe harbor of lumbus had achieved his triumph—he had discovered Palos, from which he sailed about ten months pre- a new world; he had triumphed over the malice of vious. Various rumors followed the announcement, his enemies, he had won for himself an imperishable rumors of glory, and gold, and territories, rich and fame; but he laid all his glories at the feet of his royal blooming as the garden of Eden. Then gushed in patroness, Isabella of CastiLE, without whose clamorous torrents the bitter waters of envy, hatred, aid the mighty soul of enterprise would have wo and detraction; but Isabella heeded not their clamors, itself out in vain endeavors to spread its glorious but awaited with hope and exultation the arrival of pinions. Oh, that every mighty mind could find an her protegé.
Isabella. At length a triumphant train approached the city. Ought not the name of Isabella to be forever asso. Loud shouts swelled up to heaven from the excited ciated with that of Columbus, as without her aid he multitudes; the city poured out her torrents of living could never have crossed the Atlantic? Should not creatures to meet the mighty man who had wrested the honor of the discovery of the western world rest a world from the untraversed ocean floods.
alike upon him who conceived, and her who enabled The monarchs, in their most glorious apparel, sat him to execute the mighty project? And yet the upon their throne in the magnificently furnished re- fame of Columbus is wide as the world, and eternal ception hall of their palace home.
as the lands to which he opened the way across the The procession approached; a herald announced billows; while she who gave wings to his genius and the great discoverer. He entered the presence, and power to his arm is almost forgotten. the monarchs arose and stood 10 greet him.
But I would wed her name to his forever by With him came natives of his new world, with christening this great and hitherto nameless republic, their strange features and unheard of complexions— by the appropriate and euphonious title of Columhabited in the grotesque costume of their native bella. Thus would I give honor to whom honor clime. In beautiful caskets and vases were borne is due.
BY MARY L. LAWSON.
In a soft, still summer twilight,
When the sunset's golden beam
With a misty haze between,
One by one, upon the sky,
Were as gentle as a sigh,
With its branches ivy-bound, Where the mingled sweets of flowers
Threw a breathing perfume round, There a lovely dream stole o'er me,
'Twas life's sweetest, last, and best ; Bright Egeria, lost Egeria,
Thou hast left my lonely breast.
In the morning, in the noon,
In the rosy light of June;
O'er the valley slept serene,
Mocked my spirit's restless dream.
Yet I linger as of old
Still I seek the shadowed lake,
Where the Alpine glaciers break;
But I wander on in vain;
Will we never meet again.
With enrapturing thought I dwell
Into memory's mystic spell ;
For I tremblingly pursue
That still fades before my view;
Aerial voices meet mine ear,
By soft echoes hovering near;
Mad with hope-I wildly start-
Are the beatings of my heart.
HISTORY OF THE COSTUME OF MEN,
DURING THE EIGHTEENTH AND THE BEGINNING OF THE NINETEENTH CENTURY.
BY FAYETTE ROBINSON.
(Continued from page 141.) We had almost forgotten to speak of another class, the bals-costųmés. This frock, (fr. froc,) which had important though youthful, of the saucy, petied and so disadvantageous an influence, was a kind of spoiled pages. They, too, are gone, and not one of loose gown, with pockets on the inside, and without them survived the eighteenth century. The Almanac j any tightness at the waist. It was cut lengthwise of the Empire, it is true, bears the names of thirty- with the cloth, and though first without a collar, ultitwo pages, and that of the restoration of seventy- mately acquired one. The dress of the age in other two; but all this means nothing, for the last page, respects remained long unaltered, though its acceswho really was what he professed to be, and who sories, such as buttons, plaits, etc.. were constantly was the most celebrated of his class, was named changing. The coats first were made to button all Cherubim, and was born April 27, 1781.
the way up, and then only from the pockets up: The following is his portrait.
finally buttons were not used at all. After some lapse of time loops were used, which clasped the narrow coat over the often portly tournure in the most ridiculous manner. Waistcoats then were waistcoats, not gilets, but substantial coats without sleeves. The wardrobe of a gentleman also contained another garment called a veston, covered with lace and broderie, a volant, which was always singlebreasted, various kinds of redingotes, such as the roquelaure, the houppelande, etc., all of which were made of every conceivable material and color. The above are the general characteristics of costume, all the variations of which we cannot be expected to describe any more than the botanist is to count every leaf on a tree.
Black, now the ne plus ultra of dress, was then worn only by procureurs, authors, small landholders, and, in a word, all persons who were negligent in their toilette. It was the index of restricted means, and of mourning, when the most obscure bourgeois dressed himself like a count or marquis.
The greatest variety of colors were worn, and contrasts which now would seem most repulsive were every day met with. A scarlet velvet coat, with a black collar and steel buttons, sulphur-colored breeches and blue-striped hose were considered in very good taste about 1785. Boue de Paris (brickdust color) and London smoke were worn in both London and Paris in 1786, and in 1788, a color known by the repulsive name of beefs-blood was the extremity of fashion. Waistcoats had all kinds of names, taken from operas, such as Figaro, Cæur-deLion, etc. Handkerchiefs aux adieux de Fontainebleu were worn; neither of these, however, seem to have differed materially from other waistcoats and
handkerchiefs. The old Duke of Lauraguais said that the first This was the age of cravats, made of fine lawn or English frock worn in France had been the death baptiste richly laced, with hanging ends; peruques à blow of the French nobility, one of the most nume- la Grecque, with three buckles; the sword and plumed rous of the grades of which had been the first to hat. Some persons also wore the stockinet breeches, adopt it. The Marquises, with their proverbial love by the side of which Adam's fig-leaf was decent. of change, began from that time to transform their The following is a group altogether characteristic modes, and effected it so rapidly that their brocade of that age in which the redingote, the coiffure à garments were soon only found on the stage, or in la Grecque, and plumed hat all appear:
None now. can take an interest in all the myste- | the history of costume to the verge of a revolution, ries of powder and coiffure, with their high-sounding all the terrors of which luxury survived, and there names à la Brigadiere, à la Sartine a trois mor- may be those who think the crisis in the midst of teaux, etc., they are gone forever, and when the great which France is, may pass away, and things yet a Leonard fled to Russia after the execution of the second time resume their old state. This cannot be; king were forgotten in Paris. It will be remembered the centre of fashion is destroyed, and cannot be that other capitals always copied the costumes of again created. France has more serious things to the French capital, and that in speaking of Paris we attend to, and though all the world submitted to describe the costume of Europe.
French dictation, it is scarcely probable that it will Grave reflections do not belong to the history of bow itself to another sceptre. France cannot reso frivolous a thing as costume, but any one may sume her sway. In 1792 the dispersed court bore see that it is impossible to avoid making a compari- away with it all the splendor and magnificence of son, not only between the costumes, but the ideas of the past, and left a void which the republic could not the past and present. The decay of the luxury of fill. In 1830 noblesse, as a cast, had disappeared, the old monarchy was but the forerunner of the but an opulent class yet remained, who had grown fall of the monarchy itself, so that rightly enough accustomed to dictate in fashion. In the year 1848 Dumourjer echoed the prophecy of its ruin, made the revolution was more complete, and all have by an old gentleman-usher who saw the great other things to do besides thinking of periwigs and Roland appear before the king with shoes with shoe-buckles. strings instead of buckles. We have brought down Among the causes which tended in the eighteenth