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basted with sour cream, cold roast meat and [, familiarity, every condition, every professsion:

cucumber, salt meat, roast lamb, ham, and old cheese. After dinner he slept for two hours in his night gowu. When he awoke, he received the reports of such business as had been expedited in the morning; he took no supper, and retired early to rest. In his regular way of living, setting aside what he gave up to drinking, and those orgies where he appeared to abandon himself, he took no other beverage than kisleschtchi quasse, and sometimes a little brandy. At length he quitted this kind of drink to accustom himself to wine; at first he drank none other than that of Medoe; but latterly he preferred Hermitage wine.

he despised no one; but he loved to mix among his subjects, aud observe every station of life he made every body feel at their ease; they might speak to him and converse with him free from all restraint, while he knew how to render to himself what was his due ; and he could always easily distinguish insolence and blame-worthy boldness, from untaught vulgarity, or a defective education. As it was of the utmost importance to him to give the greatest encourgement to maritime affairs, which increased under his dominion, like every thing else he undertook, he was particularly gratified when he was in company with merchants or dealers, whom he animated to industry; he loved to improve himself, through their meaus, and very often he was their instructor; for his vast genius, prompt at conception, had already acquired the most enlarged and well connected ideas on na. vigation and commerce: he often went to dine with these merchants of Petersburgh, at whose houses he knew he should meet seafar ing men, sailors, or masters of vessels.

When he held Court festivals, or gave them himself to more small and select society, he wished every one to be gay and jovial; he rightly judged that wine was a proper stimuJus to produce this effect, and he was not displeased to see his company rather inebriated, provided that decency was observed; when they swerved from that in the least degree, his method was to deprive them from continuing it, by plunging them, by repeated draughts, into the most stupid intoxication.

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Peter had a clerk of his kitchen, named John Velten; he was a German, and his master loved him for his fidelity. It is well known, and for what reason, Peter wa so very sparing of his money; he did not, therefore, shower pecuniary benefits upon Velten; but his manner of recompensing him was indirect : I find it admirable, and I must confess I should feel an ill opinion of any one who could dis cover any thing in it either little or deserving of ridicule.


It often happened that the monarch went, accompanied by his Generals and very partieular friends, to dine in pic nic at John Velten's, at a ducat a head. He found in this a threefold pleasure; he amused himself, enjoyed in these pic nics that true freedom of conversation which is the charm of life; he spared the treasures of the state, and be improved the fortune of one who had served him well, by the means of the mau's situation in life. He loved, honoured, encouraged by his presence and his

He chanced one day to meet at the house of one of those merchants, a Captain of a trad ing vessel, a true Dutchman, of the name of Schipper who was there, with some of his crew. Peter had just dined; he desired that the Captain might sit down to table, and that his people should also remain in the apart. ment and enjoy his presence: he had them served with drink, and he amused himself with their sea phrases, as coarse as they were artless.

One of these sailors, emboldened by the indulgence of the monarch, thought proper to drink the health of the Empress, with all the zeal of gratitude. After a moment's pause, he took up the jug, but his head in advance, scraped his feet awkwardly behind him, and said, "My Lord, the Great Peter, long live your wife, Madam, the Empress." Captain Schipper turned himself round, looked at the sailor, shrugged his shoulders, and to shew the Czar

* May we not presume to believe that the appellation of Skipper, given to masters of trading vessels, is derived from this circum stance?-Note by the English Translator.

that he, for his part, understood the usages, politeness, and style of the Court, rose up, jogged the sailor with his elbow, took the jug, advanced towards Peter, bent his body very low, and thus correcting the phrase of the mariner:-" Sir, the Great Peter, long live her Excellency, Madam, the Empress, your spouse." The Czar smiling, replied, << Schipper, that is very well, indeed; I thank you."


Peter the Great being cnce at a town in Poland, heard much of a wonderful image of the Holy Virgin, which had been seen to shed tears during the celebration of mass, and he resolved to examine this extraordinary miracle. The image being highly elevated, he asked for a ladder, ascended it, and approached close to the image: he discovered two little holes near the eyes; he put his hand to the head-dress, and lifted up with the hair a portion of the skull. The monks, who stood at the foot of the ladder, quietly regarded the Czar, for they did not imagine he could so soon discover the fraud; but when he even put his finger upon it, they shuddered to behold their miraculous Virgin thus dishonoured. The Emperor discovered, within the head, a basin, whose bottom was even with the eyes; it contained a few very small fish, the motions of which agitated the water, and caused it to issue slowly, and by small quantities, from the two overtures at the corner of each eye. He descended the ladder, without seeking to undeceive the devotees, or any one; but addressing himself to the monks, he said coldly to them, "That is a very curious image, indeed!"



Peter, after the death of his first son, had another son by Catharine, Peter Petrowitch; without any hopes of having more. On him all his hopes now rested; and if be perished, no one remained to perpetuate his memory. He lost him at the age of one year and an half: this was a terrible stroke to him, be could not support it, his great soul was sunk, he fell into a profound melancholy, lost sight

of his projects, his affairs, and the care of his empire; he shut himself up, would see no one, and obstinately refused admittance to any body. Alone, in his apartment, he abandoned himself to grief, and even Catharine herself, durst not approach him. This situation lasted several days; Catharine was in the most trying inquietude, for she had not only to support her own sorrow, but also the terrible state to which the saw the Czar reduced she addressed herself to the senator Dolgowrouki, a steady, sensible, and worthy man, of great abilities, and much attached to the Czar and his country, and who possessed a well-merited influence over the mind of his Prince.

Dolgowrouki promised to put every thing in practice to draw the Czar out of this solitary grief, and he meditated the following plan :-He assembled the Senate, put himself at their head, made them follow him, and went to the door of the Czar's chamber: they knocked, no answer; they knocked again, repeated it, and cried out, with evident terror.Peter, struck by these cries, and feeling uneasy, presented himself, asked who dared trouble his repose, and infringe upon the order he had given of being left alone? Dolgowrouki cried out, that his empire was lost if he did not shew himself; that all business was at a stand, and that of the utmost importance; every thing was in an unsettled state, and if he did not come and regulate his affairs, they were proceeding to the election of a new sovereign, since the state could not stand without a head.

The Czar, struck with the firmness of Dolgowrouki, and with a language so new to him, conquered his obstinacy, and suffered himself to be dragged from the abode of grief; he followed Dolgowrouki to the Senate, and soon the multiplicity of business, and the affairs he had to examine and regulate, made him forget his grievous loss, and he thought only of occupying himself in the cares of go. vernment.

Peter lived a long time at a distance from
his empire, either on account of the wars he


had to sustain, or by his travels into different countries. It was in one of these absences that Catharine employed herself with the pleasure of giving him an agreeable surprise.

At fifteen or sixteen Russian miles south of Petersburgh, she had remarked at a distance from the high road, an elevated situation which would, she thought, be very appropriate to the erecting on it a small summer residence, making it commodious, simple, commanding a fine prospect, and surrounded with smiling objects such as Peter was fond of. She had it constructed privately; it was built of wood, and she herself presided over the work she drew the plans, and ordered the laying out of the gardens, disposing every thing with that promptitude, that all was finished on the arrival of her husband.

Peter, on his return to Petersburgh, ever active, was continually in motion; he dug canals, he formed quays, and forwarded the works of his new city. Catharine told him she had made a discovery of a charming sitution, of which he was yet ignorant, where he had never been, though very near to Petersburgh.

Peter suffered himself to be conducted there by Catharine: they soon went out of the high road, and arrived at a height, where stood a house, concealed by a wood, so that Peter could not see it; but there a rural festival was in preparation for him; he could not, however, help admiring the place, and its situation. Catharine informed him, she had made herself happy by building on this spot an habitation according to his taste; Peter applauded the idea, and still conversing, they walked on; they approach it, and he sees, at length, before his eyes, a pleasant garden, a charming house, the chimnies smoking, and several persons in readiness to receive him he enters, and experiences all the pleasure of surprise; while he caused Catharine to enjoy one more infinitely exquisite, by the extreme satisfaction he evinced at all he beheld: he praised every thing, found all in the most perfect order, embraced the lovely architect, who had so ingeniously employed herself in promoting his


pleasures; took her by the hand, led her to the table, and never did Peter make so agreeable and cheerful a repast.

Elizabeth afterwards built the spacious Castle of Czarko. Celo; which is constructed of brick, and is yet in fine preservation.


The Empress, wife of Peter the Great, had a maid of honour named Hamilton; she was young, pretty, and of great tenderness. Reputation and pleasure are not always compatible with female decorum. Twice already had she extinguished every materual sentiment in her bosom, and had, by murder, deprived the fruit of her imprudence from being brought to light two innocent victims had received from this beauteous Hamilton life by love, and death from a sense of reputation. The third pregnancy was visible; she was closely watched, and it was proved that Miss Hamilton had, for the third time, destroyed her offspring. The law condemned her to lose her head, and the sentence was executed accordingly.


Peter had not beheld so many attractions unmoved; he had loved her, and she had made him happy. Miss Hamilton, in her prison, given up to the most bitter reflections, could not yet help flattering herself with escaping death, as she reckoned the Czar amongst her lovers. The day marked for her punishment arrived; she appeared upon the scaffold, habited in a robe of white satin, trimmed with black ribbands; and never had she looked so beautiful. The monarch advanced to bid her farewell; he embraced her, encouraged her, and said to her, " I cannot save thee; the law, which condemus thee, is greater than I! Trust in God, and suffer patiently." And at the very moment when the Czar, deeply affected, pressed her hand for the last time, and walked away, that captivating head, with one blow, was separated from her beautiful body, and so terminated the life of the unfortunate Miss Hamilton!

(To be continued.)

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Illustrations of the Graphic Art;



THIS picture places its original in a situation which, as it is interpreted by the Parisian critic, is, we believe, contrary to historical truth; or at least an emblematical effort only of the painter; for he says, there was a period in the life of Charles I. in which that monarch, pressed by untoward circumstances, went to the sea shore where, in a place agreed upon, he was to have found a vessel in which he intend. ed to embark. He arrived after the vessel had sailed, and from the height where he stood he perceived her already at a great distance. In consequence of this, which is the subject of this piece, a painful expression is marked upon his countenance, and a melancholy reigns over it which, however, his native dignity restrains, and keeps from falling into despondence. The whole figure, though in a common dress, is full of nobleness; the attitude is soldierlike; the whole turn of expression truly royal; aud is, in short, evidently that of a man accustomed to command; and the whole aspect of the figure shews that all the graces of royalty may be well expressed without the aid of the crown or robes of state. Nothing appears less favourable to the painter than boots, large breeches, a buff jerkin, a sword, and the hat of that period; in fact, Calot with all his skill, if he had been to sketch this dress, would have made it grotesque and ridiculous; whilst Van Dyk with his,has drawn a personage whom no one will ever suppose to be merely a simple cavalier. This picture has been well engraved by Strange. This portrait, continues the critic, is indeed an historical picture, and may be considered as a masterpiece, because it unites in itself all the parts of the art, and fulfils all the prescribed conditions of interest, sentiment, correctness, and colouring. It is drawn with a firmness which shews that it was struck off at once; all the local colours are thrown in freely, and the light is that of broad day. The bat has an elegant and warlike air;

the satin of the doublet has a truth of effect
which comes up to nature; the play of the
lights and shades of the satin is in a perfect
gradation from the jutting out of the elbow
which receives it in folds, to the right side of
the figure where it is lost in shade. In the de-
tails of the dress, every thing is a true portrait.
The Groom and the Page have all the charac
fine war-
ter of their offices; the horse is
horse; he is fatigued, he hangs his head, but
the chest and forehead mark his qualities.-
The scenery shews a retired spot on the sea
side, and is drawn with grand features, so as to
agree with the style of an historic painting.

It is generally allowed by connoisseurs, that the most perfect of Van Dyk's performances. as a portrait painter, is his


Which the French critics consider as posses-
sing spirit, look, expression, disposition of the
parts, design, colouring, character, and in
short, every thing which can stamp a value on
a portrait. In this the head has all the senti-
ment that bespeaks a firm and reflective mind,
an austere magistrate, much rectitude, and ne
deficiency of the milk of human kindness.
Here too, the black costume and the fur-
red mantle are quite in a contrasted unison
with the Child's head which they thus throw
out sutficiently from the canvas, as the effect
of his delicate tints would have been quite de-
stroyed by the contrast of the black alone, but
which is avoided by the brown tint of the fur
coming between. This is, indeed, a master-
piece in the art. The hand which holds the
book, is extremely handsome; but that which
rests upon the Child's hand is a little too
young for the father's head; the head of the
Child itself is luminous, brilliant, firmly pen-
cilled, solid, frce, and well determined, as if
done off hand, as it were. The head too is
sprightly, and bears a family likeness;
very eyes speak; the white satin of its dress is

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