favourites and debauched companions, the enemies of the people, and only their own friends. Where was Giac, where Beaulieu, where La Trimoulle, all three killed before his eyes, without his saying one word to save their lives. Neither was it better in battle; where was the beautiful and brave Count de Dunais, Bastard of Orleans, Lahire, and Potan de Xantrailles fighting against the English, endeavouring to preserve his kingdom, while he was wasting his time in pleasure. And when the holy Joan came to his succour, he was never with her, but always in the rear, when she advanced upon the enemy, for his part he never performed a single feat of arms, neither at the siege of the towns of Champagne, or at the siege of Paris where Joan was sorely wounded; nor at Compeigne, where he let her go alone, and where she was taken by treachery, and sold by the Burgundians to the English. And when she was thus taken, he, the coward king! dared not say a word in her favor, either to the Burgundians, the English, the inquisitor, the traitor bishop, the Pope, the council, all or any of whom could have spared her life, and saved him, from the burning shame of burning her. And ought he not to pride himself, that the daughter of a lowly peasant, came to his aid to conquer Orleans, and to cause his coronation, and that she made the citizens of Paris to open the gates of the town to receive him, and that all the people of lower Normandy, and many other parts rebelled against their English masters, and restored to him all his broad lands, for which she was murdered. Oh! shame upon the craven king, and glory to the martyr maid, although the English, had no longer any great success, Paris still held much for them, so much so, that towards the issue of the month of November in the year 1431, the King Henry of England aged twelve years, being come from his island to St. Denis in France, with three thousand combatants marched towards Paris, whence there came forth to meet him, the provost of Paris, and other notable burgesses, gaily dressed in red satin, with blue bonnets embroidered with gold and silver. And there were there the nine champions of Christianity armed on horseback, next the chevalier of the town guard, the provost of the merchants, with the officers of the court, mostly dressed in blue, with gilt bonnets, after those came Maitre Philippe de Marvillier, the first president, in a royal habit, and all the other lords of Parliament in long scarlet robes, gaily trimmed with gold; thus followed also the lords of the exchequer, the financiers, the master of the court of requests, and their secretaries in the robes of their calling. And of the common people there was a countless number dressed in their holiday garments. The King Henry entered by St. Denys Gate, over which is the town arms, and in the depth of the carving there stood six men, one in the guise of a bishop, one belonging to the university, the third a burgess, and the three others in the guise of serjeants. They presented the king, three silver hearts in the first of which were three doves, in the second little birds, which they let fly towards the king, and the third contained violets, and other flowers for the lords who attended the king; soon came the provost of the merchants with his council carrying a canopy sprinkled with golden fleurs de lis, which they held over the king's head, as he passed along the city. And at the drawbridge of St. Denys, a scaffold was erected upon which was a sort of green wood, in the which three wild men, and a woman, continued fighting against each other, all the time the king and his train were passing; beneath this scaffold was a fountain throwing out Hypæras, and three Syrens within gave the wine to all comers to their great contentment. From this place drawing towards the second gate of St. Denys street, were many representations, not to speak of the nativity,-our Lady, the marriage, the adoration of the three kings, the good man who saved his wheat, all the which were exceeding well played. But on the gate of St. Denys, the legend of St. Denys was enacted and the English looked upon it well pleased. Before the church of the innocents, was a manner of forest in the street, and when the king passed, huntsmen and dogs chased a live stag, the which was freed to be taken near to the king's horse, and the king begged the stag's life, and was marvellously pleased with this piece of pageantry. And at the entrance of the gate of the chatelet, was another scaffold with a pageant, there was a little child in the likeness of the king, dressed in lilies, with two crowns in his hands; on the right hand was a semblance of the Duke of Burgundy, and the Count Nevers giving him one of these crowns, that of France, and on the left his uncle the Duke of Bedford, with the Counts of Salisbury and Warwick, presenting him the other crown, that of England; this was truly played to the life, and much rejoiced the young King Henry, and his courAnd thus it was they made triumphal entry into tiers. Paris. "Now it soon came to pass, that the Duke of Burgundy, seeing the French daily win cities from the English, made his peace with the King Charles, and placed himself altogether against the English. And as the people of Paris were already much tired of them, many joined the French party, so that at the commencement of this year 1435, Michael Lullier, Nicholas de Louvier, Jacques de Bergiérres, and several others, such as the Quarter of the market place, and that of the university, formed a colusion between themselves to give up the city of Paris to Charles VII. as soon as convenient might be; they then had no longer the wicked Queen Isabeau, who had quitted and passed in a little boat to St. Denys with only four persons in her train, the Count of Richemond, Constable of France, the Bastard of Orleans, the Sire de Trévoux, with other great nobles, and in all from eight to nine thousand menat-arms, as well French as Burgundians, had dislodged the English from Pontoise, and St. Denys. Then word was sent to the said Constable of France, that the good citizens of Paris in a great number, having much love for the King of France, voluntarily placed themselves under his obedience, and that long before they would have done so, if they had been assisted by the said constable, with the other loyal subjects of the king; and they moreover said the people of Paris, were much tired with the English, who held them in great terror, subjection, and distress, because that no provisions could enter Paris, from Lagny, Pontoise, Melun, the wood of Vincennes, St. Denys, Poissy, which were in the possession of the French, and that they were now quite prepared to drive out the English amounting to a thousand and five hundred combatants, with de Wilby their captain, and Loys de Luxembourg, Bishop of Therouanne calling himself Chancellor of France, for the King of England. So the Constable of France, the Bastard of Orleans, and other above mentioned captains, with their companies at Pontoise passed the Seine at the bridge of Poissy, and marching all night on foot, and on horseback, arrived at Paris before break of day, and placed themselves in ambush, near the monastery of Chartreux before the gate of St. James, and made it known the same evening to those of Paris ; now these within the city incontinently rose against the English, and their adherents, and many of them were killed, and taken. The English had thought to gain the gate of St. Denys, and place the inhabitants of it under subjection, but quickly chains were drawn across the streets and men, women and children, threw down from the house tops, and windows, stones, logs of wood, tables tressels, and other things, which sorely damaged the English men-at-arms, whom a great number of the inhabitants followed on foot through the streets, fighting as well as they could, and so well, that the Bishop of Therouanne, Wilby, and Simon Mohier, Provost of Paris, who was with them, as also some others of their allies, were glad to escape and retire to the Bastille of St. Anthony. 66 Many burgesses of the city, who were discontent with the English, now declared themselves for the French party, and joined the common people, seeing also they could not do otherwise, the English being in a trap, and in desperate peril. During all this commotion, many of the French of the constable's party came with boats on the river, and ladders to the walls, and the inhabitants of the city, broke down the gate of St. Jacques, by which thereupon entered, the constablet, the Bastard of Orleans, and all their companions, who lodged in the city among the burgesses, without doing any evil, or excess, at the which was great rejoicing, and much compliment on all sides, and a good watch was set over the Bastille of St. Anthony, where was the Bishop of Therouanne, and the other fugitives of the English party. "On the morrow the watch before the bastille was strengthened, and approaches thrown up, to take it by storm, so that the English within began to offer terms of surrender, and composition, saying they would abandon the place on condition of having their property, and safe conduct; upon this the constable assembled his council, and many there were who advised that all composition should be refused, but finally it was agreed to save the blood of the people, and the English were permitted to depart with their goods, under safe conduct and honourable treatment of the French. But they were not allowed to enter Paris, lest it might create some commotion, so they were convoyed as far as the river, when on passing before the gate of St. Denys, the people raised a cry after the Bishop of Therouanne, 'Take care of the Fox,' a saying often since repeated of other chancellors who had not paid their score. "Now all this came to pass in the year of our Lord 1436, which made true the prophecy of the martyr maid Joan, that before seven years were accomplished, the English would leave the kingdom of France, without a pledge." The birth place of this extraordinary woman, has been disputed, and claimed by several towns, and it may yet be attended with some doubt, but in her examination she says she was born at Domremy. Historians most generally agree that MARCH, 1842. Q it was at Vaucouleurs near Arcis, (Ark) in the department of the Marne. There exists in the Archives of France, an edict of Louis the XIII. dated June, 1614, which ordains that females descended from the brothers of Joan of Arc, shall no longer ennoble their husbands. From this it would appear that the nieces of this enthusiast, as we are bound to style her, had been honoured up to that time, with the singular privilege of transmitting nobility. Into what families it has so passed is not mentioned in the history of France, of which but little record remains, during a great portion of the 14th and 15th centuries. D. B. 12021 THE MARRIED DAUGHTER. WE miss thee, love, when twilight draws When all our happy children meet, And many a joyous spirit flings Ah! then our sweetest, best beloved, And when we speak of thee, a cloud We think of all thou wert to us The treasured memories of the past And every day and every hour The harp that to thy fairy touch Is silent now, as if the power Had fled from each full chord; Well-thou art happy, and we too Who claims thee for his own-- |