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Marlborough Press, Volume I, Issue 23, 9 June 1860, Page 4

T he Patrie says;—“We are assured that the measure relative to the re-organisation of the French establishments of Oceania has been carried out, and that a recent decree separates the administration of these establishments into two great divisions. One of these divisions will assume the title of Government of New Caledonia, and the other that of Government of Tahiti.” The late Lord Macaulay’s memory,” says a writer in Once a Week, “was perfectly astounding. At a friend’s house not very many months ago he was quoting in rapid succession long passages from the ballads of the northern counties of England. On being asked by one of the party where he had obtained such stores of poetic lore, he replied that he had spent a great part of one of his long vacations while at Cambridge in the north of England, and had taken that opportunity of traversing Cumberland and Northumberland on foot, entering the cottages of the poor people, and sitting down in their chimney corners to chat, and that he made it a point not to leave a cottage without extracting from each good woman some story or legend, in prose or in poetry, which he recorded day by day. He added, that he did not know where this store of folk-lore now was, but added that it would probably turn up among his papers some day or other. We trust that his executors will now remember the hint,and do their best to exhume the buried treasure. ” “Argus,” of the Post, says that a novel plan of sweating horses, by means of a Turkish hath, has been just invented by Mr. Gordon, well known in the hunting world of Northamptonshire. It is as efficacious for putting’musole on them, and doing away with the necessity of sweating, as the bath from which the idea is taken is for restoring the energies of fox-hunters, men much in the saddle, or those who are too much occupied with business to take plenty of exercise. The Athenceum in its Paris correspondence, calls attention to the death of Coulon, a surgeon who was well known in Paris in the time of Louis the Eighteenth. He possessed extraordinary powers of imitation. Coulon gave imitations of the princes and princesses of the royal family; but he was a good courtier. He mimicked the elder branch with reservations; but on meeting a prince or princess of the younger the kept back nothing, but gave his talents full play. He was particularly successful with the Duke of Orleans, Louis Philippe, who, on meeting him one day in the Tullteries, said—“ Monsieur Coulon, you imitate me wonderfully. I was enabled to judge for myself yesterday. One small detail is only wanting for the completion of the portrait; but that, to an artist like yourself, is an important one. ”—“ What is it Monsieur,” asked Coulon, rather embarrassed.—“ I always wear this diamond in my cravat,” said the duke; “ permit me to offer it you, that you may render the imitation perfect.” And, unfastening the pin, he presented it to Coulon, who bowed, and said —“ Ah Monseigneur, your royal highness is too generous. As an imitator, I had only a right to paste.” Coulon made his fortune—thanks to his patronage. He married the daughter of a Marseillais, named Bernard, who was a wholesale maker of shoes for the colonies, of guns at St. Etienne, of flowers at Paris, who drossed leathers at St. Germain, made china at Yilledieu, sugar at Sucy, and Kirsch in the Black Forest. He formed the gaming houses of Baden, Vienna, and Paris. He possessed hotels, chateaux, millions; he escorted his wife to Longchamps in a gilded carriage drawn by snow white horses; dined 30 parasites at his table daily; gave a million to his daughter as her marriage portion; ran through all his fortune, and invested the few crowns that remained to. prevent him from dying in a hospital.