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be openly addressed in the strains in which they were penned-in short, every engine was at work to crush, if possible, the accusers along Catherine, whom they had threatened with the rack and the faggot if she persisted in her vile falsehoods -thus the Jesuits were pleased to style her artless admissions, so unwelcome and disparaging to themselves-menaces, which she well knew were not idle breath, yet remained unshaken in her high resolve of unmasking vice and villany, let the consequences of her bold but virtuous deed be what they might.

The trial, as detailed, is full of interest. Catherine's former lover,-now the affianced husband of her friend,-unable to avert the exposure of her dishonor, which the envy of the Carmelites forced on, was her zealous and able advocate. The evi dence in the extraordinary case was strong and clear; and that of the other young women whose confessor Father Girard had been, fully confirmed Catherine's testimony.

In admitting their individual dishonor, they one and all, like her, swore to breathings on the brow, fixed and prolonged gazes that bewilder ed their senses, and declared their conviction that their ruin had been accomplished by means of foul, dark acts of magic. Indeed, in spite of the enlightenment of that or any other period, it was next to impossible to assign a rational cause for the errors of so many youthful maidens in favor of the prisoner at the bar. It was difficult to believe these young victims, all equally perjured, willing abettors of a detestable fraud; and yet human reason was confounded in the inextricable labyrinth into which their disclosures were well calculated to involve it.

Thus ended the first day; and with perturbed, agitated spirit, did every single individual of that countless throng return to his home or his inn, as the case might be, to discuss throughout the livelong night possibilities that seemed to verge on the impossible; and dreamy questions, that led to any thing but the sweet oblivion of slumber.

Had Mesmer but been there to give a new name to that mysterious phenomenon of nature, whose definition in darker ages, by their few and much calumniated philosophers, has become a despised and contemptible by-word,-had Mesmer proclaimed his startling propositions to those whose minds the artless revelations of a few simple, uneducated young women had so much perplexed,-all would have been explained. Father Girard had been held a magician no longer; but a perfect adept in Animal Magnetism would have been unmasked at once.

The trial occupied many days, and all went favorably for Catherine. The Abbess and sisters established, by indisputable evidence, the motives which the confessor had, or might have, to practise magical arts on his penitent, and

of clairvoyance and artificial somnambulism of which the unfortunate Catherine had furnished so striking an example, was deposed to by physicians, doctors in divinity, nuns, and chance witnesses of every grade and station, and details were furnished which, as might well have been imagined, excited the court even more than all that had gone before. In short, to avoid wearying your patience as much as possible, no case was ever more complete as to evidence. There was not the least shadow of a doubt left wherein to conceal Father Girard's shame, nor outlet, however small, for him to creep through.

The Jesuit, when examined, completely broke down, subdued in mind and body; while Catherine acquitted herself nobly.

The Jesuits, ever since the beginning of the affair, had scarcely ventured to pass through the mob, so intense was the execration in which they were held at that moment by the very people who had worshipped them with slavish respect but a few short days before. The excitement within and without the court was at its


The spectators had nosegays of white flowers at their breasts, as if in joyous expectation of the triumph of that innocence for whose emblem they had been selected. Catherine looked still more beautiful than on the previous days, though somewhat more moved than usual; a slight blush suffused her face at almost every alternate minute, and her eyes more frequently sought those of her trembling mother, who was scarcely less an object of deep sympathy and interest than herself.

The judges seemed more perturbed and gloomy than ever, and turned no friendly glances towards the plaintiff and her advocate.

Once, and once only, did that advocate's eye light upon the Jesuit's countenance, whose every movement he had hitherto watched, nevertheless, most carefully. He seemed moody and absorbed, but in great measure recovered from the abject consternation and terror which had overwhelmed him throughout the proceedings of this harassing trial. The advocate remarked, that in the course of that morning he had helped himself repeatedly from a water-flask that stood near, in order, as he thought, to calm his inward perturbation; and when his glance fell on him, he was in the very act of raising a glassful of the pure element to his lips. There was nothing in this simple movement to excite any attention, and the advocate soon turned his thoughts to other objects. Shortly afterwards, Catherine feeling much exhausted, one of the inferior officers about the court approached her with a tumbler of fresh water, which was accepted, and drained at a draught.

The examination of other witnesses went on,

and, finally, Catherine was again confronted with Father Girard. Her behaviour in public had been, until that moment, in such perfect accordance with the sentiments she expressed in private, that her advocate no longer watched her with the same keen, sickening apprehension which at first his doubts of her stability The singular phenomenon of an exalted state had occasioned. But now there was something

so strange and unsteady in the sound of her voice, as to cause him to start and look round, when the change that he beheld in her whole mien and bearing riveted at once his eye and his attention.

Had the wand of an enchanter touched her, and that wand been invested with all the mysterious qualities ever bestowed on it by the most generous imagination, it could not have wrought a change more complete, and to her friends and well-wishers mere appalling. Her eyes wandered with uncertain, dreamy gaze, from object to object, or sought the ground, not, however, from natural bashfulness, but from a heaviness that seemed to press the lids forcibly down; her lips and brow were contracted as if by an intense effort at collecting thought; her answers were broken, dark, vague, unconnected; and the light from within, that had irradiated her countenance and diffused its brightness into every lineament, seemed fading away from her perplexed brow, on which the mists that had lain so heavy on it at St. Claire's were slowly again gathering. Gradually as Catherine lost her self-command-and that, too, at the most critical moment of her fate,-Father Girard assumed an air of growing courage, as much at variance with his hitherto abject timidity and unmanly incoherency. His manner grew proportionably assured, as that of his opponent lost firmness; the advocate gazed in speechless amazement; whilst the judges exchanged smiles, that showed how much this change relieved their minds at that decisive hour.

whom?-For that monster? No! surely you cannot think that, left to my own free will, I could ever have done this. It is impossible !"

A second trial was with difficulty obtained before the Parliament of Aix, and truth triumphed over Jesuitry and sorcery or Mesmerism combined; though, while Catherine was pronounced innocent, Father Girard was declared not guilty, and made over to his superiors. The whole phenomena and incidents of the singular case, are represented as coinciding in every particular with the phenomena of modern Mesmerism; the trances, the visions, the clairvoyance, the fits and convulsions, the breathings on the brow, the signs of the cross, or wavings over her person and head; all were similar to the operations and effects of what is now named Animal Magnetism. It is said, "the charm that bound a young and lovely girl to an old, disgusting monk, and the magical influence of the glass of water, and even the vision which made Catherine choose Father Girard for her confessor, are completely in the course of Mesmerism."

Starting from the fact of her being from childhood upwards afflicted with natural somnambulism, thus predisposed to magnetic slumber, and by her constitutional delicacy laid open to every attack on the nerves, how easy for a man like Father Girard to practise upon her the dangerous skill which he had, doubtless, long before acquired by a close study of the old occult philosophers and mediciners.

The rest passed with the rapidity and with the indistinctness of a dream. The advocate more than once made a violent effort as if to awake from some troubled vision, as he heard Catherine, in a hurried, confused manner, recant, As has already been seen in the course of the one by one, every word she had before spoken, narrative, the advocate had no doubt but that deny every fact that had been proved by irre- primarily the Jesuit used this powerful agency fragable evidence,-assert herself a mean im- merely as a means of exalting and guiding the postor, the tool of a vile conspiracy,-Father Gi-human susceptibilities, in such a manner as to rard, an injured saint,-herself, her friends, and supporters, the vilest of sinners that ever trod the earth.

When Catherine was next day visited in her dungeon by her advocate, she asserted that the glass of water alone had produced such extraordinary effects, and he was more than ever bewildered. Father Girard, she said, had by some means charmed


"Scarcely had the draught passed my lips, when I felt its intoxicating qualities mount to my brain. I was lost in a world of deception; every thing appeared under a new light-myself a monster; he was again, for the hour, the master of my soul, and I felt, thought, and spoke as he desired; the spell was again on my brain, on my heart, and my lips obeyed its suggestions. Oh! how could you imagine that of my own free will I could have uttered such horrid falsehoods--have thrown shame and danger on the innocent to save the guilty--sacrificed Father Nicholas, my brothers, my poor mother, for

confer honor upon himself and his Order; but that his unbridled licentiousness, in spite of his better reason, led him away from his original design. Such a supposition is, however, but speculative.

It is easy, in many instances, to trace the numerous miracles and saintships that agitated France about that period to the same cause; showing that Father Girard was by no means the first monk who had made himself master of this mystery, though, perhaps, few ever adapted

it to such vile ends.

But where unfair means are put into the hands of weak, erring mortals, who can vouch for the purposes to which they may be applied? The moral of my tale is, therefore, that though I most firmly believe in the existence of such an agency as Mesmerism, and even think it might, in some cases, be turned to a good account, it is my conviction that it would for the most part be made an abuse and a nuisance of; perhaps even, as I have shown, admit of crime to which, unhappily, there are but too many inlets into the world without human ingenuity seeking to add to them. I

Yes, I know that such a science exists; but I

am of opinion that no government should allow it to be in any way practised within its boundaries; that no conscientious person should meddle with it, and that no prudent one should expose himself, or any member of his family, to its influence; and that, as a thing more likely to lead to evil than to good, it should be just sufficiently accredited to put people on their guard against it, but certainly not made the object of particular research or inquiry; its eventual vtility to mankind not being sufficiently established to make it worth the student's while.

that she could not see any thing that he did. He made a pass behind her back at some distance, and she was instantly fixed and rigid, and perfectly senseless. He had sense enough to believe his senses; was satisfied of the truth of Mesmerism, and has since mesmerized many hundred persons, and spread the truth widely."

This was indeed a sudden and remarkable conversion; but how, we again ask, could Miss O'Key's will have protected her from the magnetic influence of Mr. Wakefield? The wonder was, that thus left to roam about alone, she had not tumbled over

The moral is sound, but too weak to counteract the influence of this attractive but unhealthy tale; though, while Mesmerism is so much in vogue, it may be right the balusters and broken her neck. to supply a popular antidote.

Unregulated enthusiasm, and the magical power of the passions in vain and unstable minds, is equal to every thing alleged here to have been produced by Mesmerism. It would not do to absolve women from their moral responsibilities, nor to burn men as sorcerers, because, to take a familiar case, and one quite in point, a Dr. Lardner may seem to have enchanted or magnetized a Mrs. H―, a case that Mesmerism, were it true, would at once satisfactorily account for. It will not do to shift the blame of errors, once conveniently laid upon the stars, to the Mesmerizers. Dr. Elliotson, though pretty far gone in the science, disclaims the alleged power of the Mesmerizer over the will of the Mesmeree, who is compelled, it is averred, to act, think, suffer, taste, smell, and feel, as the more potent spirit chooses to ordain; to be in complete subjection to his absolute will. No one, he says, can be mesmerized against their will; though, by his own account, Mr. Edward Gibbon Wakefield surely took Miss O'Key at vantage when he was suddenly converted. What power of resistance-what will could a poor half-conscious girl, dangling over a balustrade, oppose to a gentleman who stole on, and made passes at her behind her back, unless she could, like others in her condition, see with the back of her head-and so apprehend her danger?

Mr. Wakefield had been induced to witness one of Dr. Elliotson's wonderful exhibitions of Mesmerism. He had gone an unbeliever; and, when the experiments were over, was retiring at least skeptical, when, in passing through a gallery of the Hospital,

he accidentally noticed one of the O'Keys, with her back to him, hanging over the balusters, and still in the Mesmeric delirium, and therefore highly susceptible. He thought this a most favorable opportu nity to test her, because he was satisfied.



No rest for thy foot, oh, Dove,
Thou mayest no further go,
There's an angry sky above,

And a raging deep below;
Though wildly toss the weary ark-

Though drear and dull its chambers be-
Return, return, 'tis a sheltering bark,
And a resting-place for thee!

'Twas vain to send thee forth,

To tire thy downy wing;
From the drowned and sunken earth,
What tidings canst thou bring?
Oh, thus the human heart sends out

Its pilgrims on a lonely track,
And after years of pain and doubt,

Receives them wearied back!

No rest for thy foot, oh, Hope,

Sent forth on pinion flect,
Though vale and sunny slope

Lie spread beneath thy feet.
There are tempests still of fear and scorn,
To rend the plumage of thy breast-
Clouds following on, and a piercing thorn,
Where'er thy foot would rest.

No rest for thy foot, oh, Peace,

If sent to find some leaf-
Sign that earth's tempests cease,

And are dried her springs of grief;
No rest for thee !-return, return !—

The soul that sent thee vainly forth,
To keep thee safe, must cease to yearn
For the flowers and toys of earth!

Least rest for thy foot, oh, Love,

With thy pinion pure and strong,
All earth's wild waters move

To do thee deadly wrong.
Back to the deep, fond heart, whose sighs
Have all too much of" passion's leaven,"

And if thou must go forth, arise

On an angel's wing to heaven!

Dublin University Magazine.

From the World of Fashion.

[WE are indebted for the following sketch to Dr. Madden, the Author of "Travels in the East," "Lives and Times of the United Irishmen." It is to ourselves, personally, a subject of pride, that we should be honored by this contribution, and feel assured that our readers will feel equal gratification in the perusal.]

Few persons whose names are unconnected with literary labors or political movements, have acquired so much notoriety, and excited so much curiosity, not only in this country but in every part of Europe, as the late Lady Hester Stanhope. The published accounts, which we have had occasionally given us, of her mode of life, her opinions, and her acts, still leave some of the most singular traits in her character as mysterious and inexplicable as they were before.

It remains to be seen whether any additional light can be thrown on this subject, by one intimately acquainted with her Ladyship's peculiar opinions, and those favorite speculations of hers to which the latter years of her life were devoted.


MEMOIR OF LADY HESTER STANHOPE. | perhaps, the disappointment of hopes at home on which her heart was set-these tended to isolate her mind in the midst of European society-to render the latter distasteful to her, and eventually contributed to the determination she came to of fixing her abode in the East. Shortly after her arrival in the Levant, she resided among the mountains of Lebanon, and in the dreary wilderness of D'Joun, where she had been hospitably received by the wild inhabitants of those mountains, where the generosity, nobleness, and benevolence of her disposition, and above all-the heroism of her character-were calculated to make a deep impression on the minds of a bold, simple, hospitable, and unsubjugated people like the Druses of the Mountains of Lebanon, and the Arabs of the adjoining desert, she fixed her abode. science of the stars, to use an expression of Lady Hester's, was "cradled in the East." Every form of mysticism or magic which in later times we find served up in new shapes and systems, in the works especially of the great Magister Magistrorum Paracelsus, traces are to be found of in the writings of the Arab illuminati of an earlier age. Their works are still in request with the modern literati of Syria and Egypt, of all creeds-Jews, Christians, and Mahommedans; magie, in fact, is held in the Her communication with persons who ap- same estimation (as a branch of learning of the preciated her noble qualities, (for, with all her highest description) as the profoundest attaineccentricities, she possessed many,) was divestment in mathematics is considered in this couned of a great deal of that glare of coloring, try. Lady Hester was surrounded by the which her Ladyship thought it necessary to Sheiks, Effendis, Hakkins, Malims, Dervishes, give to conversation, the object of which was to Priests, and Rabbis of the Druses, Arabs, Turks, maintain an influence over those around her, by Maronites, and Jews of Lebanon, and its adjaexciting wonder, and keeping up a belief in her cent borders. These men of learning, are like astrological attainments. Travellers have given "the Mystery Men" of North America; they ample details of her career in the East, her combine the exercise of all the learned prohabits of life in her latter years, and the de- fessions with pretensions to the knowledge of votion of her faculties to mystical and meta magic, and the exercise of supernatural power. physical inquiries, in the mazes of which an understanding of less original vigor must have been totally bewildered. The delusions of Lady Hester Stanhope resembled, in one particular, those which Hamlet was conscious of laboring under, and careful to magnify the indications of, and to exhibit as tokens of insanity, for the accomplishment of one fixed design-the aim and end of every act and thought. In time, however, these half delusions, half impositions change their character

"And he that will be cheated to the last,

Curiosity, in all probability, first directed the attention of Lady Hester to the subjects which are the never failing topics of oriental conversations among the learned. Shut out from communication, as she was, with Europeans, the inquiries that were entered into for the employment of her leisure, or which afforded amusement at first on account of their novelty, deepened in their interest as her time and thoughts became devoted to them; and where truth was not to be found, nor falsehood often to be easily detected, she suffered her mind to acquiesce in much which she could not comprehend, and which she could not controvert, if she were able and inclined to do so, without losing that ascendency over the people about her, which was essential to her power.

Delusion strong at length will bind him fast." The one fixed object of Lady Hester's ambition, was dominion over the minds of the people by whom she was surrounded. All the tendencies of her nature, and of her altered position at the In such a position, those who are partially dedeath of Mr. Pitt-the distinction hen lost-the luded, endeavor often to deceive themselves: falling off of friends, the worshippers of place and and even when they fail, it becomes a sort of power-the preferment of her uncle's foes-the intellectual exercise to try how far they may grown power of democracy, hateful to the succeed with others in the attempt which has proud and lofty spirit of one whose aristocratic proved unsuccessful with themselves. If this ideas were formed in times when the privileges be madness, there is a method in it which reof her Order were upheld with a high hand-sembles Hamlet's-if it be frenzy, then Cromher admiration of the extraordinary powers of well's fanaticism had nothing in it of a stimuMr. Pitt-her experience of the influence which lated fervor in behalf of the interests of religion, he exerted over the minds of his fellow-men, when he harangued his troopers about heaven, and over the destinies of Europe; and, finally, and their matchlocks in the same breath. The

Arabs have their philosophical persons to pose to her enemies, prudence in vain suggested make familiar things seem strange and cause-the last resource that was left to her-a return to less."

her own country; but this course to Lady Hester appeared nothing less than flying from her enemies; and the idea, carrying with it to her mind that of dishonor, she spurned at its entertainment. The last flash of that proud spirit was elicited on the occasion of the communication made to her by Government, respecting the appropriation of a part of her pension* to the payment of her numerous debts in the Levant.

In this correspondence, the characteristic qualities of Lady Hester are plainly seen in the haughty defiance hurled at the menaced interference in her affairs, the reference to the power and influence, in by-gone times, of her celebrated relatives-the appeal to the Queen Victoria of England, as from one sovereign to another, from one who felt that she had once been looked upon as an Eastern Princess, and now that she was in adversity, was entitled to consider the protection of a sovereign whom she seemed to consider as a sister Queen. This poor lady did not long survive the occurrence which we have referred to. She died at D'Joun the 23d December, 1839, in the 64th year of her age. The father of Lady Hester was the third Earl of Stanhope, a nobleman distinguished for his mechanical genius and scientific researches. His lordship married the eldest daughter of the Earl of Chatham, by whom he had issue Hester Lucy, born the 12th of March, 1776; Griselda, married in 1800 to John Teckell, Esq., of Hambleton in Hans; and Lucy Rachel, married in 1796, to Thomas Taylor, Esq., of Seven Oaks, in Kent. The Earl married, secondly, the daughter of Henry Grenville, Esq., (cousin to the Marquis of Buckingham,) by whom he had issue, Philip Henry, Viscount Mahon, and two other sons.

The knowledge she possessed of the speculations of the Arab adepts, was obtained in conversation with the persons distinguished for their abstruse learning and acquaintance with its recondite authors who frequented her house. With these persons her time was chiefly spent, and on them her means were unfortunately profusely lavished. When her circumstances hecame embarrassed, the Arab philosophers carried their secret love and the juggling of the fiends in the interests of avarice and cupidity elsewhere. Her pecuniary difficulties, for the last ten years of her life, rendered her situation one that few other persons would have been able to have borne up against. Her friends fell off one after another, her servants deserted her, her enemies scoffed at her forlorn condition, and on some occasions basely took advantage of it to terrify the few within her walls, who remained faithful to her. They attempted to break into her house-they ravaged the country in the immediate neighborhood of her solitary establishment. On several occasions her life was placed in the most imminent danger, and in one instance at the hand of one of her own slaves. There, however, she continued to reside forsaken and forlorn-impoverished, slighted, and maltreated-unsubdued, though surrounded by dangers and utterly unprotected. Things were strangely altered from what they had been when, in the days of her prosperity, she had "her thousand and her tens of thousands" of the children of the desert at her command; when she was held as an equal by the Emirs, the Sheiks, and scherifs of the land, when she received their messengers and ministers with all the pomp and circumstances of Oriental state-when the lawless Bedouins and the wild men of the mountains, the tribes of the Druses and Ansari were accustomed to bring their domestic strife and border feuds to the foot of her divan for arbitration and adjustment-noble qualities of her nature, her active beneywhen the "Sittee Inglis" was wont to ride forth at the head of a goodly retinue to meet the multitude of Arabs of some encampment newly made in her vicinity, mounted on her favorite charger "of the sacred race of the steed of Solomon," conscious of her power "to witch the world with noble horsemanship." Poor Lady Hester's proud spirit met, indeed, with rubs enough to break it down in her latter years, but she struggled against them with a brave spirit. When the object of her ambition ceased to be attainable-when her influence declined, and the power that, in reality, was based on the rep-cost of peace and happiness. utation of her wealth, no longer was acknowledged by the people around her, she shut herself up in the seclusion of her desolate abode at D'Joun; she communed with none, she sought no sympathy, and she ceased to be importuned, even by travellers, for permission to be admitted to her presence. Her fame seemed to have vanished with her affluence. The breaking down of such a being was not suited for the observation of strangers. Conscious of her pending ruin, sensible of her inability to impede its progress, and having nothing but scorn to op

If, in the few preceding observations, the peculiarities and eccentricities of Lady Hester's character are noticed at some length--and the

olence, above all, her charitableness to the poor, her enthusiasm in the service of the injured and oppressed, are less dwelt on than the former topic-it is not that the writer of this slight notice of her character was unacquainted with these excellencies, or ignorant of the claim which they give the memory of Lady Hester Stanhope to the regard of all who knew her, and to the sympathy of those who are only acquainted with those deviations of hers from ordinary modes and customs, and habits of life, which obtained a temporary celebrity at the R. R. M.

* "The Pension to Lady Hester Lucy Stanhope, the niece of the Right Hon William Pitt, was £900 per annum, secured on the 41 per cent duties."

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