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SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.

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TWENTY-EIGHT AND TWENTY-NINE.


"Rien n'est changé, mes amis!"[2]
CHARLES DIX.


[2] I have taken these words for my motto, because they _enable_ me
to tell a story. When the present King of France received his first
address on the return from the emigration, his answer was, "Rien
n'est changé, mes amis; il n'y a qu'un Français de plus." When the
Giraffe arrived in the Jardin des Plantes, the Parisians had a
caricature, in which the ass, and the hog, and the monkey were
presenting an address to the stranger, while the elephant and the
lion stalked angrily away. Of course, the portraits were
recognisable--and the animal was responding graciously, "Rien n'est
changé, mes amis: il n'y a qu'un bête de plus!"


I heard a sick man's dying sigh,
And an infant's idle laughter;
The old Year went with mourning by,
The new came dancing after;