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Leopold II. and grand niece of Josephus 11. both emperors of Germany and both supposed to have died by poison, administered by Bonaparte's former friends, the French Jacobins. Louis XVI. and his unfortunate consort, the last and murdered queen of France, Maria Antoinette, (who was also her great aunt) were her god father and god-mother, and was called after them. The (by Bonaparte) dethroned Ferdinand IV. and Carolina, king and queen of Na. ples, are her grand parents by her me. ther's side. She is twenty-two years and eight months younger than her husband in petto, being born December 12th, 1791. She was of course four years and three months old, when Bonaparte, on the 7th of March, 1796, mar. ried the at present repudiated Josephine. It is said that the offer made by him to marry a Russian and an English prin. cess, have been rejected with equal || hauteur, both at St. Petersburgh and at St. James's, and that the Austrian mo. Larch has been obliged to sacrifice his daughter for the preservation of his dynasty.

MARRIED,

On Saturday evening last, by the rev. Mr. Cooper, Mr. John Marsh, to Miss Margaret Gilman, all of this city.

On the 22d of Feb. last, at Louisiana, Mr. Andre Desloude, plant- || er, of that Territory, to Miss Sally Harriet Peters, daughter of Mr. John Peters, merchant, of this city.

On Saturday evening, Samuel Riker, Jun. esq. to Miss Margaret E. Mantgomery, daughter of Dr. Montgomery.

On Saturday evening, Mr. Daniel S. Thorne, to Miss Eliza Giles, daughter of Gen. Giles.

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Suddenly, on Wednesday morn ing, Master Walter Franklin Clin ton, eldest child of De Witt Clin ton, esq. in the 10th year of his age

At Scarsdale, in the county o Westchester, in the 72d year of her age, after a long and languishing illness, Mrs. Sarah Tompkins, wif of the hon. Jonathan Griffen Tomf kins, and mother of his excellenc the Governor.

The 13th November last, on th Ohio, near the Wabash, Mr. Joh Monro, a native of Edinburg Scotland, in the twenty-fifth year his age.

On Thursday morning, M Charles Stewart, merchant, of th city, in the 45th year of his age.

On Wednesday evening last, A Michael Gardiner.

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entered a saloon which adjoined to a corridor above my wife's chamber. Each step I took my heart palpitated, violently with terror and grief. I passed along that part of the castle which looked towards the garden, and remarked a ladder placed against the wall, and leading to a small window of my wife's bed-room, which was

My wife did not seem to be satisfied, she again questioned me, and showed such a lively interest in my supposed indisposition, and with such an appearance of sin-covered within by a picture of Ticerity, that I was for a moment staggered in the belief of my misery. You may judge what sort of a night I passed, and what were my sufferings. I arose at break of day, and called Cornelio and my huntsman to go to the chace. We remained out the whole day; towards the evening Cornelio appeared more fatigued than oruinary, and told me, that he was so weak that he feared he should faint. Return to the castle,' said I, and tell my wife that she need not wait for me, as I shall not sleep at home.' Night came on, I got rid of my followers, and by a circuitous path returned to my house. As in this country we are in no fear of thieves, I easily entered without alarming any of the family. I instantly repaired to Cornelio's chamber, but he was not there. I now struck a light and

tian's, which I had lately purcha-
sed, and for which I had not yet
found another place. This dis-
covery was a death-blow to me,
for how could I any louger dout
their guilt? My knees bent un-
der me, and I was near fainting,
so much had rage and despair ta-
ken possession of my faculties.-
Having, however, somewhat e-
covered, I threw down the ladder,
flew to my wife's apartment, and
cailed, or rather screamed. She
instantly opened the door, Corne-
lio was there, and, terrified at my
appearance, ran to the window,
but missing the ladder, in his
haste, fell to the earth, and broke
several of his ribs. I heard his
fall, shut my wife in her cham-
ber, aud ran to him. 'Wretch,'
cried I, monster of wicked-
ness and ingratitude, I could
not conclude, but
gave him

numerous blows' with my poignard. Still more inflamed by the vengeance I had taken, I returned up stairs, and raised my arm to strike my adulterous wife, but the steel fell from my hand, and since then, whenever I have attempted to punish her, I have never had the resolution to pierce the heart of one whom I had so tenderly loved.

"Ashamed of my weakness, but still under the influence of passion, I resolved to shut her up in a kind of tomb, with her lover and the servant I had killed.

confess it, whom it is impossible for me not to love!"

My companion ceased speaking -I was strongly affected by his story, and in silence rose and fol lowed him. We crossed the garden, and directed our steps towards the tower, which I had observed on my arrival; we entered, and he opened the door of a kind of dangeon, the fatal depository of his victims. I was now seized with horror at the sight of a spectacle to which it is impossible that words can do justice.— On one side appeared a corpse covered with wounds, besmeared with blood, and already emiting the most insupportable exhalations; on the other side lay another corpse, placed under the eyes of one of the loveliest of women that nature ever formed, and whose mild and dignified grief seemed to embellish her, whilst it attested her innocence or repentence— And as if this spectacle was not sufficiently affecting, the dog I formerly mentioned had followed us, and recognising his unfortu nate mistress, leaped towards her, and licking her hands, howled aloud for joy. I burst into tears; and Don Alvaro could not restrain his. I availed myself of this moment, and said "Hitherto, Sig nior, I have listened to you in silence, I have sympathized in your griefs, O, now have the patience to hear me. You have acknow

"This revenge is doubtless dreadful, yet it has not satisfied my broken heart; her death alone would do that. But I have never been able to perpetrate the act.I daily take her food to support her miserable existence; for twelve days she has not beheld the light, nor heard me pronounce one word, and I am an hundred times more wretched than herself. O, why cannot I abandon her to herself, forget her, and fly to the dreary desert! But what will be said of me and my family by the public, that cruel tyrant who always judges without listening? You, Signior, the only person to whom I have opened my heart, add to the kindness you have shewn in listening to my woes, that of following me; come and behold the melancholy and fatal object with whom it is impos-ledged to me, that the love which sible for me to live, and shall I

you felt for your wife even at first

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