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yellow and red known to the initiated ; same faces, pale and fiendish, as if and on the centre of the table, bright moulded by a demon-the same seared and fresh from the mint, lay heaps of foreheads — knotted brows — wrinkled gold and silver. The strictest silence cheeks-mouths compressed so closely was ordered while the players “made that a mere line is visible, when the their game," and the very fall of the lips should swell in natural grace—and cards on the soft green cloth was heard. eyes fixed in heart-broken gaze upon the Then came the announcement of the last louis as it passes into the bank, winning colour, in a voice little above a leaving in exchange but misery and whisper; and the next moment the long despair! ratiene was hauling in the winnings of " I remember well"_said my friend the bank, while one of the attendants to me as we descended the stairs, waking distributed the gains to the fortunate. the drowsy porter-" I remember well And this is ROUGE ET NOIR at Fras- my first night in these saloons. I played, cati's!
and went away a loser. My blood Among the frequenters of this table, boiled in my veins from mental excitenone are so numerous as the English, ment. I tossed on my bed, and played who, from coldness or long habit, have over in fancy all the games of the eventheir faces seamed into an expression of ing. I corrected my stakes, and made tranquil cupidity — peaceful in gaining, plans—how effective I deemed them for and silent in reverse ; while the Span- to-morrow! I slept; but my dreams iard, Frenchman, and Italian, excited were haunted by the sighs and sounds by their sanguine temperaments, ven- of that hateful room. I awoke with ture large sums and lose them with deep fever. The second night I was cooler ; oaths. All classes, all ages, except ex- I was ending my noviciate. I played treme youth and age, are represented ; again, and put my schemes into operaand women too, whose fair fame is gone tion; yet they did not avail me. I lost (for, to the credit of the sex, no others again and again ; yet there, forsaking come here), lose their few francs all society, I came night after night. gracefuliy, and pretend afterwards to My health and fortune were sinking read the journals in the “chambre des rapidly, when, coming home one mornblessés."
ing, I caught a glance at my face in the On our left is the “ dice hall," and glass—and oh, heavens ! shall I ever beyond that is another room, lighted by forget the expression of despair that was one dim lamp with a ground-glass shade, frozen there in the short time that I had suspended from the ceiling, and sur- devoted myself to these practices. The rounded by low soft ottomans. It is a agony of years had been compressed dark and silent place the nest of the into that brief space of time. Worn and lure birds-and there you may listen to tired, I sank down-and accident, ob! the affected sigh and the vow of feigned that I should confess it, brought me on affection, and hear that hysterical laugh my knees ! It seemed as if heaven had which cuts the heart of the listener. been pleased thus to warn me of my erThere, too, exciting drinks are given; ror; and I rose with a vow to forsake it. and many a man has left that dark and Unlike most gamblers, I have kept that fearful room, a ruined or a wiser man. vow; and although I frequently visit
About midnight the playing at rouge Frascati's, the table never won a sou et noir is at its extreme. The atmo. from my pocket.” sphere of the rooms has become almost “And never will ?" inquired I. tropical—the windows and doors are “Neyer !". thrown open-refreshments are handed Is it necessary to tell the reader that round, and the gamesters respited. he died-no, I should not use that word Some, with languishing women leaning --that he perished, a gambler ? If there on their arms, and catching the fire of is more eloquence in any one line than passion from those big black eyes, wan- another of that blessed prayer, which der out into the garden ; while others, at once teaches us our duty to man and less sentimental, leave them to discuss our language to God, it is that which the stars, the moon, and the last vaude- begins, “Lead us not into temptaville, and return with their unebbing tion!" fever to the cards. And there again, until the first cold reproaching streak of light brightens the east, will you see the
There is a little history connected call on the beauty. 'Twas quite an, with Frascati's, which I will tell the adventure, he said, and her character reader as I had it from the individual was entirely mistaken-she was an inwho was one of the actors, giving it, as jured woman-she had told him her nearly as I can remember, in the lan- history and misfortunes with tears in guage of the narrator.
her eyes-and, moreover, they were to "I boarded," said he, in the Rue be at Frascati's that evening precisely Rivoli, at Madame F- 's: our com at eight, to see a celebrated player test pany was composed of people from every his doctrine of chances. And 80 a month part of Europe ; and among them I passed away. found Edmund Hope, a young English. “I could not avoid noticing the fondman, of moderate fortune and respect- ness for the salon which was growing able family. He came to Paris to study on him. I told him of my own expemedicine ; and, when I first became ac- rience my own losses--my own requainted with him, was one of the most solves—but I went with him whenever diligent of his class. His pale, intellec. he required my presence ! He began by tual countenance and winning manners playing for francs at roulette-became made him a favourite with every one. bolder as he won, and at last staked We were almost continually together. nothing but gold at rouge et noir! His
“One evening, having just left the Va success was immense. He gained uninriétés, we were walking on the Boule terruptedly for two weeks; but luck vard des Italiens, when he suddenly made him timid, and he began to play stopped me, and proposed a visit to upon system. He had been distinguished Frascati's. I've never been there,' for his mathematical talents at college, said he, and what is stranger still, and he had calculated a scheme by which though I've been ten months in Paris, I he could ruin the table-it was reduced don't even know where it is. Be amia. to absolute certainty. Cheating fortune ble, and show me.'
had lured him into a belief that he was "• We are near it,' said I,.but, my possessed of the alchymist's secret. dear fellow, recollect that it is after “Well, success, as I said, made him eleven, and that our notable concierge timid; he began to play upon system, is very regular in his hours. How would (the very worst way for games of hazard,) you like to be locked out?
and he lost; he doubled to regain, and "Nonsense : we'll ring such a chime he lost once more! I was with him on about the old fellow's ears that he will the night of the eighteenth of June, be glad to admit us; and besides, we when he had lost all that he had gained must stop only half an hour; and so on, since his first visit to Frascati's. He sir, to this lair of sin.'
stood precisely as he was when he com“En avant, donc !'
menced his gambling career. I had just “We were just turning from the Boule persuaded him to accompany me home, vard into the Rue Richelieu. The broad when De la
V t ook his arm. stone stairway was soon ascended—the " You are pale, love,' said she, as courtly servants flung open the doors— she bent her black eyes on his, and apand there, as ever, the lights were shin- proached his cheek so closely that she ing and the balls rolling. I walked with almost kissed it, let me play for you.' him through the rooms.
“He gave her his purse—she drew him “Stop,' said he, as returning we down by her side-and she lost all! He reached the roulette; let me try a produced his letter of credit on the Paris franc or two; I can afford to lose that banker, and the croupier cashed it immuch, and the sight is worth it.' mediately and she lost the year's al. “ But he won !
lowance, too ! “That night he pledged deeper than he “More money !' said madame,eagerly, dreamed of. I met some acquaintances and intent upon the game. who urged me to go home at once; and " I am ruined."'° I bade Edmund good night, as he was “* But you have some at home, Edreclining on an ottoman, with the hand mund.' of the beautiful De la V-in his, in that " Nothing---no credit-not a sou !' dark, silent, and dimly-lighted room. "Ah! mon cher George,' exclaimed
"We met at breakfast next morning. De la V , rising from the table, to a He had won, and he had promised to young Frenchman who was passing,
• this young Anglais has lost shame. able light his pale and emaciated face fully; poor fellow! I must bid him wore a terrible expression; his lips good-bye for to-night.
were apart ; his teeth firmly set, and “ Better luck in future, Edmund, but he ground them, while his body writhed adieu for this evening; I am really as if under the influence of some dreadobliged to leave you, I had forgotten an ful dream. A heap of louis, and two or engagement !' and the next minute she three bags of the same metal, and a pile left the room and the house with the of notes lay confusedly on the table, and delighted Frenchman. Edmund was the beside them a lump of opium. picture of despair-he was cut to the “I paused a moment between the heart. He seemed to forget his desti- dreamer and the wealth, and resolved to tute condition—to pardon to himself all strain every nerve to save him. I stole his excesses, but in the blind pursuit of off on tiptoe, and locking his door on the beauty he had forgotten that he knelt to outside, went immediately to Lafitte and a desecrated shrine, and the expulsion Gaillard's, and took a place in the thence was too great for him to bear. coupée of the diligence, which was to She whom he had fancied loved him, start that night for Geneva. had left him in his misery for a stranger, “I returned, and Edmund still slept; I and with scorn.
sat down by his bed-side, and wrote in. " For heaven's sake take me away!' troductions to an English family spend
“ We went to Tortoni's and got an ice, ing the summer at Interlacken. but it did not cool him; his flesh was “. Not a word,' said I, as he awoke, like heated iron, and his language wild. of this morning's history—the metal We walked for an hour on the Boule- on the table has been very eloquent yards, its palaces silvered and glittering while you were asleep. I put the rein the moonlight; we turned down the ceipt for the passage money and my Rue St. Honoré, and rested awhile on letters in his hands; you will leave the steps of St. Roch, that church where this afternoon for Geneva-and you may the bridal and the burial train so often fall into genuine love, if you choose, with meet but he was still moody, feverish, the pretty daughter of A- , at interand miserable.
lacken. At any rate, my dear fellow, “I began to fear for his reason, but you are to be cured of gambling-and tears relieved his over-wrought brain. Paris is the very worst place to abide
««Why did you take me there ? the trial ; try what the lakes and moun.
“The reproach struck me like death— tains of Switzerland and the beauty of it curdled my blood, and we wept there English women can do for you.' like children, in the cold, silent, deserted "My mind is too much agitated to streets of Paris at midnight.
reason now,' said Edmund, rising, “ We came home.
.but I place myself in your hands-in. " • Lend me your purse !' said he, deed I throw myself on the mercy of becoming calmer ; ‘no, do not give it your judgment-dispose of me as you to me, but put it there on the table, and please ; but let us count my winnings.' now good night!'.
“ He was master of one hundred thou. o I left him, and went to my room, sand francs—won between daylight and which adjoined his ; I put down my cur- breakfast ! tains, for day was dawning, and went to “ He left his servant to pack up, and bed, but felt too much excited to sleep. we dined together for the last time at Surely it were best not to reason with the Rocher de Cancaille; we had a him then, with his mind in a flame; I pleasant time of it ; he felt himself on should let his agitated nerves acquire dry land after a gale. At six o'clock be their wonted tone, and to-morrow per- was on his way to Geneva, dozing away suade him to return to England at once. delightfully after his night's debauch.
" I heard him walking about his room "In a few days I left Paris for Havre, for nearly half an hour, and have some and sailed for London. About a year ago recollection of hearing his door closed I got the following letter from a friend stealthily just as I was falling asleep. residing at Paris :
" About two o'clock in the afternoon I “Dear , Do you remember Hope, awoke, and went immediately to Ed. with whom we used to board at P 's, mund's chamber. He was in bed and and who made the grand sweep at asleep. the sun was shining on the blue Frascati's in '32? Well, poor fellow, I window-curtain, and by that unfavour- have just returned from his funeral ! Three days ago he returned from Italy, and spent his last night, as usual, in the AN ILL-USED GENTLEMAN. Rue Richelieu, lost a large sum, quarrelled with F- , the fat croupier, in
IN TWO CHAPTERS. sisting on a wrong count of cards, and in his passion forgot so far what he owed
CHAPTER I. to the decencies of society, as to accept a It was a bright, beautiful, breezy challenge. They fought yesterday with morning, in the laughing, loving, and pistols, and he was horribly mangled by leafy month of June, when, on opening a ball which passed through his lungs; the door that leads into my little spot of it was hoped that he might recover, but ground dignified with the name of garden, the bleeding was so copious that he died I became at once aware that I was of exhaustion about midnight. I have labouring under a very decided attack of heard his history since you left, and that pleasant but profitless distemper, there is much to tell ; but as Hottinguer termed idleness. I looked toward the has sent for my letter to go by the town: there it stood, the image of puffy packet, I must leave this melancholy importance, fuming and smoking away subject. I will write again soon--and in its usual busy and petulant manner; you shall then have the intermediate and I bethought myself of the dust and history.'-Yours ever,
the dirt, and the glare and the heat, the “But I heard from him no more-and bartering and the bargaining, the buying there was an intermediate history' and the selling, and the rest of the multo tell, which I learned by accident, and tifarious bustle going on within its walls, will sketch it as briefly as possible, for and the agreeable tranquillity of my my feelings are dreadful when I recur to spirit became disturbed. I turned toa tragedy in which I was at once an ward the country; and there it lay, hill innocent and guilty actor.
and dale, tillage and pasturage, wood, “Seeking to deliver my letters, he visit- water, and green sward, basking and reed the family at Interlacken ; and the joicing in the beneficent and procreant same noble heart and frank manner that sunshine. Suddenly, that portion of had won him the esteem of Paris, made the Scriptures which saith, " there is a him soon an inmate in 's house. time for all things," "a time for work, As I predicted, the beauty of --, and and a time for play,” became forcibly the confiding tenderness of her youth, impressed upon me. Certes, quoth 1, soon captivated him; and from their the latter part of that injunction has constant intercourse, a passion sprung, been too long neglected ; and away I which might have crowned his life strode toward the conscientious discharge with blessings. I will pass over the of my duty. dreamy history of love's development, that beautiful field in wbich the novelist loosens his fancy, allowing it to run riot How pleasant and how quiet are the in the wilderness of sweets. It was the works of nature to those of man-how virgin passion of their souls. The canals serene and noiseless her magnificent of Venice and her palaces sleeping in operations ! Here was no clanking of the moonlight, silent but for the song of hammers, or hacking of saws, or puffing the weary gondolier--the Villa of Naples of steam, or villanous gases or exhala
-the Arno at Florence—the Pincian tions : yet was her ladyship labouring Mount, witnessed many of their happiest on the most extensive scale. How hours during the year through which they delicious, too, were the accompaniments pursued their travels-seeing the sweet- of her handicraft! — the young corn est land on earth through the purple springing, and the merry birds singing light of love. They were to have been in the blue sky above it; the green married during the winter of 1835, and grass growing, and the fresh breeze when our party returned to its home at blowing far and wide. Here and there, Interlacken, Edmund was sent forward in the many nooks and corners of the to Paris to make ready the wedding winding lanes, was the busy bee humming feast,' and to prepare his family for the over some clump of natural poetry, I reception of his wife. His parents and mean wild-flowers, gratifying eye and his bride came at the appointed time, but ear with its cheerful and luxurious he had no greeting for them on the bleak industry; while, on every side, the heights of Pere la Chaise !" B.M. beautiful, blossoming hawthorn impregnated the cool air with its pure and ill-feeling were equally out of the queshealthful fragrance.
tion. He, therefore, with a pleasant yet “God made the country, and man
rueful smile, bade me “good morning,'' made the town.”
and jocosely added that it was “fine
drying weather!" A glorious line that, thought I, as I “Very!" responded I. sauntered dreamily on in my pleasant “Ah! sir,'' continued the primitive and purposeless path.
washerman with a sigh, as he spread the Ah! a patch of moorland, skirting handkerchief alongside of the dickey and and relieving the rich fertility of the collar, “misery acquaints a man with district; its dark, heathery surface irre- strange bedfellows." gularly dotted with adult and incipient I knew him at once to be a player, by sheep; (oh, the delicious flavour of the inappropriateness of his quotation. moorland mutton! rich, yet not cloying “ Tut!" said I, “ 'tis nothing The --so specially different from the greasy daughters of kings did the same thing in lusciousness of the plain ;) with, here the classical times, before the world and there, a four-footed ass, standing, knew anything of soap. I like to see a considering whether to eat or sleep. man independent of the fashions of his Blessed state of animal and asinine ex- day." istence! Through this moor a tiny brook « And then," said he, evidently rewent, “ singing a quiet tune," as it lieved by the way in which I treated the wended its solitary and uncared-for way subject, " washerwomen are so careless! toward some more pompous and impor. Now, when a gentleman officiates as his tant geographical stream. I followed it, own laundress, he is at least sure (with of course ; for an idle man as naturally a serio-comic glance at the furze-bush) and unconsciously followeth the course that he can lose nothing !" of running water as he followeth his own “Most veritable! therefore, take nose; quite busily employed in fashion- heed,”' quoth I, “ how you depart from ing the most filmy and fantastic pro- your present practice.”. jects, and erecting aerial castles of a very In five minutes we were the best gorgeous and imposing description, when, friends in the world, and an infinity of on rounding a small knoll on which grew words ensued. In fact, we talked oura patch of furze, I came suddenly upon selves hungry; and as it was now about a gentleman much more usefully and the hour for refreshing and replenishing practically employed. He was washing the stomach, I ventured to propose to à pocket-handkerchief in the limpid my new friend that he should dine with waters of the brook, and humming me at a small hotel situated on the out“ Love's young dream.” It was a sin- skirts of the moor; and this proposal he gular employment for a person of that accepted with a frankness and alacrity gender, yet did he not seem altogether which showed him to be a person who unskilled in the exercise of it, and ever- despised ceremonious observances, as more he washed and sung,
much as he did new and gaudy apparel. “Oh there's nothing half so sweet in
But I must endeavour to give some idea
of my companion's rather singular aplife
pearance. He seemed to me a man of As love's young dream ?"
about five-and-thirty, with a somewhat On the aforesaid furze bush lay, out- long and cadaverous physiognomy, yet spread, that refuge for the shirtless, pleasant withal. His person had a lean, surnamed "a dickey,” and alongside of lank, dinnerless-like fook, as if he had it another piece of assumption, that not “sat at good men's feasts '-or goeth by the name of collar ; both of men's good feasts, which is much more which had evidently undergone a recent to the purpose for some time past; and partial purification. On becoming aware his vestments were in a state of exceeding of my presence, he attempted a hasty dilapidation. He wore a snuff-coloured concealment, but immediately perceived surtout, from which most of the buttons the futility of such a procedure. I had had departed, and a pair of contumacious become so fully, yet so simply and un. pepper and salt coloured pantaloons, obtrusively, aware of the state of his who obstinately refused to proceed furlinen or cotton garments, and the man- ther than half way down his legs. They ner in which they were restored to their could never have been made for him, original complexion, that subterfuge or but must, I surmise, have been the gift