The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository Part 52
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"The valour of a soldier is nothing more than a common virtue; but they are not ordinary men who on awful emergencies, preserving a tranquil courage, and displaying an active penetration, discover the projects of the powerful who cabal, disconcert the enterprises of the intriguing, and confront the designs of the factious; who, always firm, incorruptible, and just, give not their suffrages but to those whom they think most worthy of them; whom neither gold nor promises can seduce, whom prayers cannot bend, whom menaces cannot terrify.
"These were the virtues which distinguished your father; this is the precious inheritance which you ought to be desirous of sustaining. The day on which the states a.s.semble for the election of a king, will be the epoch on which the pretensions of many of our fellow-citizens, more occupied with their private interests than jealous of the prosperity of their country, will be manifested, as well as the pernicious designs of the neighbouring powers, whose cruel policy it is to destroy our strength by dividing it.
"I am deceived, my friend, if the fatal moment is not fast approaching, which will for ever fix the destinies of our country,----its enemies have conspired its ruin; they have secretly prepared for a revolution;----but they shall not consummate their purposes while my arm can sustain a sword! May that G.o.d, who is the protector of the republic, prevent all the horrors of a civil war! But that extremity, however frightful it appears, may perhaps become necessary; I flatter myself that it will be but a short, although perhaps a violent crisis, after which the regenerated state will a.s.sume its ancient splendour.
"You shall second my efforts Lovzinski; the feeble interests of love ought to disappear before more sacred claims. I cannot present my daughter to you during this awful moment of suspense, when our common country is in danger; but I promise to you, that the first days of peace shall be marked by your union with Lodoiska."
Pulaski did not speak in vain. I felt that I had now more essential duties to fulfil than those of love; but the cares with which my mind was occupied, were hardly able to alleviate my grief. I will even avow to you, without blus.h.i.+ng, that the sorrow of my sisters, their tender friends.h.i.+p, and the caresses more reserved but no less pleasing of my mistress, made a stronger impression on my heart than the patriotic counsels of Pulaski. I beheld Lodoiska tenderly affected with my irreparable loss, and as much afflicted as myself at the cruel events which forced us to defer our union; my chagrin, by being thus divided with that lovely woman, seemed insensibly to diminish.
In the mean time the king dies, and the Diet is convoked. On the day that it was to open, at the very instant when I was about to repair to the a.s.sembly, a stranger presented himself, and desired to speak to me in private. As soon as my attendants were retired, he enters my apartment with precipitation, throws himself into my arms, and tenderly embraces me. It was M. de P----! Ten years, which had elapsed since our separation, had not so much changed his features as to prevent me from recognizing him, and testifying my joy and surprise at his unexpected return.
"You will be more astonished," says he to me, "when you know the cause.
I have arrived this instant, and am about to repair to the meeting of the Diet;--would it be presuming too much on your friends.h.i.+p to reckon on your vote?"
"On my vote! and for whom?"
"For myself," continues he with vivacity; "it is not now time to account to you the happy revolution that has taken place in my fortune, and which at present permits me to entertain such exalted hopes: it is sufficient to observe, that my ambition is at least justified by a majority of suffrages, and that it is in vain that two feeble rivals would attempt to dispute with me the crown to which I pretend.
"Lovzinski," adds he, embracing me again, "if you were not my friend, and I esteemed you less, perhaps I should endeavour to dazzle you by means of promises; perhaps I should recount to you the favours which I intend to heap upon you, the honourable distinctions that are reserved for you, and the n.o.ble and glorious career that is about to offer itself to your ambition;----but I have not any need of seducing, and I only with to persuade you.
"I behold it with grief, and you know it as well as myself, that for several years past our Poland, become enfeebled, owes its safety to nothing else than the distrust of the three great powers* which surround it, and the desire to enrich themselves with our spoils, may in one moment re-unite our divided enemies.
[* Russia, Prussia, and the House of Austria.]
"Let us prevent, if we can, this inauspicious triumvirate from dismembering the republic. Undoubtedly, in more fortunate times, our ancestors were able to maintain the freedom of their elections; it is necessary however that we should yield to that necessity which is become inevitable.
"Russia will necessarily protect a king, whom she herself has elevated; in receiving the sovereign of her choice, you will defeat the views of that triple alliance which will render our perdition certain, and we shall acquire a powerful ally, who will oppose herself with success to the two enemies that remain to us.
"These are the reasons which have determined my conduct; I do not abandon part of our rights, but to preserve the most precious of them.
I wish not to ascend a fickle throne, but with the intention, by the means of a sage policy, to give it stability; I consent not to alter the const.i.tution of the commonwealth, but to preserve the kingdom entire."
We repaired to the Diet together; I voted for M. de P----. He in effect obtained the majority of the suffrages; but Pulaski, Zuremba, and some others, declared themselves in favour of Prince C----. Nothing was decided amidst the tumult of this first meeting.
When the a.s.sembly broke up, M, de P---- invited me to accompany him to the palace, which his secret emissaries had already prepared for him in the capital. We shut ourselves up together during several hours, and renewed the promises of a friends.h.i.+p that should endure for ever. I then too informed M. de P---- of my intimate connection with Pulaski, and of my love for Lodoiska. He repaid my confidence with more important communications; he informed me of the events which had led to his approaching grandeur; he explained to me his secret designs; and I left him, convinced that he was less occupied with the desire of his own elevation, than with that of restoring Poland to its ancient prosperity.
[ The diet for the election of the kings of Poland is held half a league from Warsaw, in the open air, on the other side of the Vistula, near to the village of Vola.]
Possessed with these ideas, I flew towards my future father-in-law, burning with the desire of adding him to the party of my friend. Pulaski was walking at a great pace up and down the chamber of his daughter, who appeared equally agitated with himself.
"Behold," said he to Lodoiska, the moment that he saw me enter, "behold that man whom I esteem, and whom you love! He has sacrificed us both to his blind friends.h.i.+p." I was desirous to reply, but he went on--"You have been connected from your childhood with M. de P----. A powerful faction is about to place him on the throne; you know you are acquainted with his designs; this very morning, at the diet, you voted for him;--you have deceived me:--but do you think that you shall deceive me with impunity?"
I besought him to hear me, and he constrained himself so far as to preserve a stern silence: I then informed him that M. de P----, whom I had for a long time neglected, had agreeably surprised me by his unexpected return.
Lodoiska appeared charmed to hear me commence my justification.--"You shall not deceive me in the same manner as if I were a credulous woman, says Pulaski.--But it signifies not---proceed."
I then recounted to him the particulars of the short conversation that I had with M. de P------ before I repaired to the a.s.sembly of the states.
"And these are your projects!" exclaims he. "M. de P------ sees no other remedy for the misfortunes of his fellow-citizens than their slavery! He proposes this, one of the name of Lovzinski, approves of it; and they despise me so much as to tempt me to enter into this infamous plot!
Shall I behold the Russians commanding in our provinces in the name of a Pole?"
"The Russians, say I with fury; the Russians reign in my country!" On this Pulaski, advancing towards me with the greatest impetuosity, cries out: "Perfidious youth! you have deceived me, and you would betray the state! Leave my house this very moment, or know that I shall order you to be dragged out of it!"
I frankly acknowledge that an affront so cruel, and so little merited, disarmed me of my prudence: in the first transports of my fury, I placed my hand upon my sword; and quicker than lightning Pulaski brandished his in the air.
His daughter, his distracted daughter, rushed forward, and precipitated herself upon me, crying out: "Lovzinski, what are you about to do?" On hearing the accents of a voice so dear to me, I recalled my wandering reason; but I perceived that a single instant was about for ever to bereave me of my Lodoiska! She had left me to throw herself into the arms of her father. He, cruel man, beheld my grief, and strove to augment it: "Go, traitor!" says he, "be gone---you behold Lodoiska for the last time!"
(_To be continued._)
_For the +New-York Weekly Magazine+._
REMARKS ON MUSIC.
(Continued from page 103.)
Music is capable of a variety so infinite, so greatly does the most simple differ from the most complex, and so multiplied are the degrees between those two extremes, that in no age could the incidents respecting that fascinating art have been few or uninteresting: But, that accounts of these incidents should be handed down to us, scanty and imperfect, is no matter of surprize, when we recollect that the history of music is the history only of sounds, of which writing is a very inadequate medium; and that men would long employ themselves in the pleasing exercise of cultivating music before they possessed either the ability or the inclination to record their exertions.
No accurate traces, therefore, of the actual state of music, in the earlier ages of the world, can be discerned. Our ideas on the subject have no foundation firmer than conjecture and a.n.a.logy.
It is probable, that among all the barbarous nations some degree of similarity is discernable in the stile of their music. Neither will much difference appear during the first dawnings of civilization. But in the more advanced periods of society, where the powers of the human mind are permitted without obstacle to exert their native activity and tendency to invention, and are at the same time affected by the infinite variety of circ.u.mstances and situations which before had no existence, and, which in one case accelerate and in another r.e.t.a.r.d; then that similarity, once so distinguishable, gives place to the endless diversity of which the subject is capable.
The practice of music being universal in all ages and all nations, it would be absurd to attribute the invention of the art to any one man. It must have suffered a regular progression, through infancy, childhood, and youth, before it could arrive at maturity, the first attempts must have been rude and artless; probably the first flute was a reed of the lake. Music is supposed to have taken its rise in the earliest periods of society. "Juba," we find soon after the creation of the world; "was the father of all such as handle the harp and the organ;" and it is more than probable that Moses, the most ancient of all writers, was well acquainted with this art. The Egyptians, were the promoters of science in the Hebrew nation, and Moses was instructed in all the learning of the Egyptians. The sublime and animated song of Moses on the overthrow of Pharoah in the red sea, was, we believe, adapted to the sweet strains of music; for we are told it was sung by Moses and the children of Israel:---- After the conclusion of the song, "Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances; and Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the Lord, for he hath triumphed gloriously; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea."
We read in the Mosaic law of the sounds of trumpets in approaching the field of battle, and the power of trumpets in its religious observances.
A. O.
(_To be continued._)
NEW-YORK _Sept. 26, 1796_.
FRIENDs.h.i.+P.
Friends.h.i.+p, among people who have not been corrupted by those artificial vices which fatally wait upon civilized life, exists in the greatest possible purity and constancy. The Abbe Fortis gives some curious particulars relative to the friends.h.i.+ps of the Morlacchi, a people who inhabit the mountainous part of inland Dalmatia. Friends.h.i.+p is lasting among the Morlacchi. They have even made it a kind of religious point, and tie the sacred bond at the foot of the altar. The Sclavonian ritual contains a particular benediction, for the solemn union of two male or two female friends, in the presence of the congregation. The Abbe says, that he was present at the union of two young women; who were made _Posestre_ in the church of Perussich. The satisfaction that sparkled in their eyes when the ceremony was performed, gave a convincing proof, that delicacy of sentiments can lodge in minds not formed, or rather not corrupted by society, which we call civilized. The male friends thus united are called _Pobratimi_, and the females _Posestreme_, which mean half-brothers and half-sisters. Friends.h.i.+p between those of different s.e.xes are not bound with so much solemnity, though perhaps in more ancient and innocent ages it was also the custom. From these consecrated friends.h.i.+ps among the Morlacchi, and other nations of the same origin, it should seem that the _sworn brothers_ arose, a denomination frequent enough among the common people in many parts of Europe. If discord happens to arise between two friends among the Morlacchi, it is talked of all over the country as a scandalous novelty; and there have been some examples of it of late years, to the great affliction of the old Morlacchi, who attribute the depravity of their countrymen to their intercourse with the Italians. Wine and strong liquors of which the nation is beginning to make daily abuse, after our example, will, of course, produce the same bad effects as among us.
Nor is the Abbe mistaken. When these simple people become more men of the world, the romantic part of their friends.h.i.+ps will degenerate into that motly unintelligible thing which many people call Friends.h.i.+p.
Whoever, therefore, wishes to enjoy real friends.h.i.+p, must in the first place expect no more from man than the frailty of his nature will admit; and in the second place, he must not expect friends.h.i.+p from those, who from their ignorance are not enabled, or from their wickedness are not disposed, to perform acts of mutual benevolence in trying situations.
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