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January to June, 1844
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

23m"oersttn Intelligence.

rofessor Greasewheel is lecturing be-
fore the Assmulean Society on ^Esthe-
tics ; the learned gentleman proposes
that a new professorship should be
founded, to instruct the undergraduates
in art, under the name of the Artful
Dodger, and he has no doubt that Sir
Robert Peel will see the propriety of
furnishing the requisite endowment
from the public purse. If it could be
effected, he should be happy to see three of these
Dodgers appointed ; one in Oxford, another in
Cambridge, and a third in the University of Lon-
don. He purposes further, that they should lec-
ture in each University successively, as bethinks
Oxford dodges would be of much use in Cam-
bridge, London dodges in Oxford, and so on : m
that a communication of 'wrinkles' would
be established, which could not but prove a very
great advantage to the rising generation. He
noticed particularly the connexion bet'ween art
and theology, and it is expected that, should his
proposal be carried into effect, the Oxford
Dodger will commence his duties with a course
of lectures on Tract No. 90.

The Architectural Society have kindly offered
'to furnish designs for an Anglo-Saxon primitive pepper-box for the
Bishop of Gehenna, and a semi-Norman sermon-case for the Archdeacon
■of Van Demon's Land ; the whole of the latter to be the work of young
ladies of high Catholic principles. Several contracts have been already
tendered by parties of the highest respectability, for the execution of
both these important works of art, and the designs are said to be of the
most elaborate description.

the

HISTORY op the NEXT FRENCH REVOLUTION.

[From a forthcoming History of Europe.']

CHAP. II.—HENRY V. AND NAPOLEON III.

Sunday, February 30?A.

We resume our quotations from the Debate, which thus introduces
a third Pretender to the throne.

" Is this distracted country never to have peace ? While on Friday
we recorded the pretensions of a maniac to the great throne of
France ; while on Saturday we were compelled to register the
culpable attempts of one whom we regard as a ruffian, murderer,
swindler, forger, burglar, and common pick-pocket, to gain over the
allegiance of Frenchmen—it is to-day our painful duty to announce
a third invasion—yes, a third invasion. The wretched, superstitious,
fanatic, Duke of Bordeaux, lias landed at Nantz, and has summoned
the Vendeans and the Bretons to mount the white cockade.

" Grand Dieu ! are we not happy under the tri-color ? Do we not
repose under the majestic shadow of the best of kings ? Is there any
name prouder than that of Frenchman ; any subject more happy
than that of our sovereign ? Dees not the whole French, family
adore their father? Yes. Our lives, our hearts, our blood, our
■fortune, are at his disposal: it was not in vain that we raised, it is
not the first time we have rallied round, the august throne of July.
The unhappy duke is most likely a prisoner by this time ; and the
martial court which shall be called upon to judge one infamous traitor
and Pretender, may at the same moment judge another. Away with
both ! let the ditch of Vincennes (which has been already fatal to
his race) receive his body too, and with it the corpse of the other
Pretender. Thus will a great crime be wiped out of history, and the
manes of a slaughtered martyr avenged !

" One word more. We hear that the Duke of Jenkins accompanies
the descendant of Caroline of Naples—an English Duke, entendez-xous!
an English Duke, great Heaven ! and the princes of England still
■dancing in our royal halls ! Where, where will the perfidy of Albion
end?" ______

" The King reviewed the third and fourth battalions of police. The
usual heart-rending cheers accompanied the monarch, who looked
younger than ever we saw him—ay, as young as when he faced the
Austrian cannon at Valmy, and scattered their squadrons at
Gemmapes.

" Rations of liquor, and crosses of the Legion of Honour, were dis-
tributed to all the men."

" The English princes quitted the Tuileries in twenty-three coaches
and four. They were not rewarded with crosses of the Legion of
Honour. This is significant."

" The Dukes of Joinville and Nemours left the palace for the de-
partments of the Loire and Upper Rhine, where they will take the
command of the troops. The Joinville regiment, catalerie de la
marine, is one of the finest in the service."

" Orders have been given to arrest the fanatic who calis himself
Duke of Brittany, and who has been making some disturbances in

the Pas de Calais."

"Anecdote of His Majesty.—At the review of troops (police)
yesterday, His Majesty going up to one old qrognard, and pulling
him by the ear, said, 'Wilt thou have a cross or another ration of
wine V The old hero, smiling archly, answered, 'Sire, a brave man

can gain a cross any day of battle, but it is hard for him sometimes
to get a drink of wine.' We need not say that he had his drink, and
the generous Sovereign sent him the cross and ribbon too."

On the next day, the government journals begin to write in rather
a despondent tone regarding the progress of the Pretenders to the
throne. In spite of their big talking, anxiety is clearly manifested,
as appears from the following remarks of the Dibats :—

"The courier from the Rhine departments," says the Dibats, "brings
us the following astounding proclamation :—

"'Strasburg, xxii Nivose. Decadi. 92nd year of the Republic, one
and indivisible, We, John Thomas Napoleon, by the Constitutions
of the Empire, Emperor of the French Republic, to our marshals,
generals, officers, and soldiers, greeting :

"'Soldiers !

'"From the summit of the Pyramids, forty centuries look dowD
upon you. The sun of Austerlitz has risen once more. The guard
dies, but never surrenders. My eagles, flying from steeple to steeple
never shall droop till they perch on the towers of Notre Dame.

'"Soldiers ! the child of your Father has remained long in exile. I
have seen the fields of Europe where your laurels are now withering,
and I have communed with the dead who repose beneath them.
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