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ing government for removing muskets and druns from the students ; and giving them only bells and missals in place; and in devising a Saint Bartholomew for all the Jesuits in the kingdom,--too much occupied, we repeat, to be able to afford time to physics or metaphysics.

Jeames, that is to say Jules, according to his biographer, was never intended by nature for a disciple of St. Peter of Alcantara ; to baek his assertion he quotes from his notice of Les classiques de la Table.

" You cannot open this book without finding the water coming to your mouth :-a book full of juice and savour-written by men full of their subject. You hare but to turn over the sparkling pages, and you will at once hear the click clack of the spits, the roaring of the furnace, as the flames envelope the mighty pot; charming smoke ! sweet vapors ! oderiferous clouds! Åh i the difficult and perilous profession of the gourmand, -profession that requires such profound knowledge, such strength of head, and such indomitable health.”

" There" says Mirecourt, "is a style inspired by the stomach ;" but he spoils the effect by adding that Janin exercises his exquisite taste at his neighbour's table only. If you pay him a visit you are treated to an omelet, or if very high in favor, to a cutlet.

After leaving college our future monarch of the coulisses is supported partly by a kind aunt, and partly by the produce of lessons. Along with his attachment to the delights of the table, he has a foible for dogs, and will change his lodging if his favorite is not made free of the premises.

“ He proceeds to the dog-marke; huis heart throbs with delight at the chorus of melodious barking and baying that he liears. He is in extacy, he trembles with joy in seeing round bim the living merchan. dise, yelping, growling, shewing teeth, or wagging tail. Janin goes from greyhound to boule-dogue, from te king-Charles to the Newfoundland, from terrier to spaniel, from beagle to house-dog. He gets a shake-paw from every one, studies the breeds, makes enquiries after their morals and characters, and finishes by selecting a full-bred cur, wanting the ears, and with a coat unaffectedly ragged. bappy brute had fixed his choice by holding out bis muddy paw in a more friendly fashion than the others.”

Haring given lessons at an academy for a quarter without touching salary, he finds the keepers in possession one morning, as he enters to discharge his functions. He knows that there is a cask of excellent wine in the cellar, and determines that it is a pity to have it sold for the behoof


of remorseless creditors. He departs, and in twenty minutes returns in the guise of a wine-merchant's porter trundling on a hand-cart a vinous looking vessel. He calls out that his employer has sent him to exchange the present article for the cask in the vault, which had been sent in mistake, and was of an inferior quality : of course the false porter is not aware of the seizure. So the genuine good liquor is removed under Janin's careful attention, a vessel of indifferent water left in its place; and the erewhile proprietor is treated to a good glass of the generous beverage that evening, and gratified by a receipt in due form for the quarter's lessons given by our talented friend.

Through the intervention of a friend, he gets on the staff of La Lorgnette.

At this point the critic excuses the jesting character of the biography by simply asking " if any of his readers ever took Janin at his word,” and asserts that the style is worthy of the subject.

“ M. Janin is really a man of honour, a respectable citizen : in this light, he shall have our genuine esteem, and that is something: But why did he meddle with literature? Where was the need of his becoming feuilletonist? Why did he Se fourrer dans cette galère ?" Can you say with hand on heart, that this broad simple-looking countenance, made for good nature, candour, and laughter, should ever present flashing eyes and snarling teeth. Look at that smooth, round, and dimpled hand; ought a cat with such a velvet paw ever exbibit her claws ?

Ah poor Jules, what a piece of folly!

To distribute criticism with dignity, no matter in what department, you should be sure of yourself ; you should have perfected your judg. ment by serious study; you should have examined your conscience; you should have inspected the very recesses of your soul, to see that reason, sincerity, and justice were its occupants.

Have you done so ? answer.

Criticism is a kind of priesthood, my poor garçon, do not deceive yourself. It demands great inoral strength, a hale spirit free from the mists of ignorance, and proof against rancor, jealousy, and caprice. There is more to be done than throw over your shoulders a Collegian's greasy gown, pick up a quill and lie in wait round the corner of a journal for unwary authors. That is not all that's needful, Janin, my good friend."

• “Les Fourberies de Scapin.” f It seems to us that our vivacious, acute, and easily prejudiced friend himself, would derive some profit by close personal attention to the lesson he is here administering to his temporary victim.

The actresses obnoxious to Janin's criticism, cajole him forfavorable notices, and call him contemptuously Jean Jean when his back is turned. By-and-by they joke on him to his face in this free and easy style.

"Ah! good morning, Monsieur Jean Jean. How do you find your. self, Mr. Jean Jean? Have you seen Mr. Jean Jean's last article, my dear? every one devours Jean Jean. This big Jean Jean is quite the rage. Will you treat us to a nice little supper this evening, Jean Jean, my friend

Julius Janin, not acting as Julius Cæsar would, on such occasions, takes these stupid pleasantries in bad part; and the unthinking culprit shortly lights on a printed compliment such as the subjoined train of thought passing through the mind of the offended critic would naturally produce :

"You have nick-named me Jean Jean, Madame: very well. In Four acting I neither recognise merit, delicacy, nor grace—you have no inspiration ; you are destitute of vigour; the audience find you not at all to their taste, and your arms are remarkably meagre."

Jules once gave a troublesome hanger-on an effective piece of advice-doubly effective, indeed, as he thereby got rid of his importunities for the insertion of articles, and put money in the poor fellow's pockets.

"Impossible," cried Jules, “ you write like an oyster-set your wils on the invention of monstrosities, strange suicides, horrible assassinations—tell how a child was born in such a place with a pair of horns on him-describe the sea serpent that appeared last week off Havre, three hundred metres in length. Take fourteen or fifteen lines to each article ; if it induces a reply so much the better."

The advice was taken, and the system thus improvised has now acquired vast proportions. We have seen one of these Marchands de Cirnards in the office of M. Dumont of the Estafetts. He entered, made his bow, and taking out a bundle of square bits of paper, out one to the director. “How much for this ?" “ Two francs." "Too much ; say fifteen sous." “ Be it so.” Ho pocketed the coin, and departed to dispose of his flimsies to other newspapers. It is really a lucrative profession.

Janin effectively contributed to the success of Figaru, exhibiting in that paper the jovial and aggressive spirit of his character. They cite, as his most glorious piece of mystification, the bizarre discourse at an academic reception, to which was appended, as signature, Le Duc de Montmorency.

The last of this noble line had been just admitted to a chair among the FORTY.


He protested in the Quotidienne against the burlesque harangue of the Figuro; the other royalist papers added their indignant recla. mations,

Jaoin had his answer ready in his pocket.

“ What the deuce is the matter with you, Monseigneur ?" cried he, “You say you have been adınitted to the Académie Francaise ! Parbleu! I did not know a word of the matter, I assure you, and have; very unwittingly, led the public astray. M. Ledue, keeper of the White Horse at Monturency was received member of the Glorious Appollos of that town. I gave a report of the reception, and published the speech of the new member. You count for nothing in the matter. Very sorry, I'm sure, for the quiproquo. The double meaning was most adroitly maintained from one end of the article to the other."

A young actress, daughter of a portier, rue de Tournon, makes Jules be of opinion that she is impressed by his talents of mind and graces of person; cunning young rogue! and she all the time the affianced bride of a young painter—but she thought it the surest road to success in her vocation. The deluded youth occasionally sees her safe home, but is not invited to enter, as she lives with her family. His hopes of a conquest are strong, till the real state of affairs is revealed by an officious tatler.

“ Scandal great-duel unavoidable—but friends interpose, and they come to a sorrowful but amicable resolution. Let us mutually swear to see this woman no more,' cried the painter. · Yes, my friend, we will swear,' answered the feuilletoniste, and they grasped each other's hands like men in earnest."

On the third day the painter forgave the faithless fair, and the critic was seeking an interview.

" Lovers' oaths," thought be to himself, "Jesuits' vows!"

But his false rival had anticipated him in his perjury: he uttered cries of rage, took pen in hand, and wrote out the nastiest of his novels without taking breath.

In the story, he assigned the fair but false cause of his woe, the punishment she so richly merited; but, as if to spite him farther, she is at this day a faithful and virtuous wife, and respectable mistress of a household, possessing the esteem of her friends, and the love of her husband and children.

Nestor Roqueplau, in whose judgment Mirecourt reposes trust, when music is not in question, thus apostrophises Janin


“ You are a writer of an undecided, powerless, and above all, of a frivolous cast. You adorn yourself with inock lare ; you jerk about the furbelows of your faded robe, the inharmonious hues of whose tissue is never relieved by a pure or correct pattern. Your phrases abrupt, powdered with conceits, and, spun out, fly away in shreds. These circumstances, of which good writers avail themselves to give repose to their readers, become in your hands delusive fingerposts to set them astray. Sometimes, self- shed and involved in a complicated phrase without issue, you go buz: . g at random to find an outlet, like a wasp inside a window. Then it is_quick, undo we this button-be brisk with a citation to extricate M1. Janin, who is knocking his forehead against the wall of his grand style.'

参 * “ You never make a frank, manly attack. Your weapon, in con. seqnence of being barbed like a Chinese dart, never penetrates. wrestler without strength of arm, you try to trip up your adversary. Noise and do stroke-thunder and no fash-damp fireworks, the squibs escaping as chance will have it. Your pen scratches and blots the paper, and cannot make a straight line. "Your composition is uncertain, and not under your proper command : it goes at random and without order ; it seems no more under the control of your proper will, than the limbs of a paralytic under the influence of the spinal marrow. There is a profusion of words, but the right one is never forthcoming. When we dissect this plump-looking old child in svaddling clothes, we find neither vein, muscle, nor sinew.” So far Nestor Roqueplan.

Our merciless critic goes on to scarify his patient at greater length than we can follow. He says that he has been gossipping, that heis gossipping, and that he will continue to gossip for ever; that he is a flood of epithets, an ocean of phrases ; that he swells the balloon of the paradox, puts his lip to the sophism to blow it out to falulous dimensions, and that he tempers the soap water for the produce of millions of sparkling bubbles which float about and burst when their hour comes. A quarter of an idea will serve for the production of a dozen columns, and his knowledge of history and geography is on a par with Mr. Jolly Green's, of the New Monthly. Ile criticises a theatrical piece without having heard a word of it spoken; he confounds people and incidents, for the Debats is waiting for copy, and he has not time to be accurate. Like Harlequin, his head may be broken by an enraged victim, and with his own wooden sword too; no matter, he continues bis dance.

In October our hero is married; and on the very wedding night, instead of looking after his bride, he locks himself

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