JULES FAVRE DENOUNCED.

Westport Times, Volume V, Issue 814, 18 May 1871, Page 3

JULES FAVRE DENOUNCED.

The "Reds" of France still swear vengeance. They are confined almost to the artisans and roughs of the large cities, two classes which associate far more in that country than in this. At one of their recent meetings at Belleville, the main orator of the occasion declared: " Ah, citizens, the hated men of the thrice-accursed William are defiling the casements of that famous fortress to our west —that iron door which, locked, would keep out for ever the brutal barbarian. Valerien is dragged in the mire, her beauty ravished by the vile Teutons, and it was a Frenchman who deliberately handed over Valerien to the hateful embraces of these heathen hounds. Woe is me for France, that a Frenchman could have dealt this great blow a la patrie. Before the shade of the mighty Republican dead I denounced this sham Republican Jules Favre ; this chickenhearted miserable pseudo-patriot, this vile panderer to the passion of the conqueror. Not now, it may be, is the time for just retribution. But, sacre\ away in the vista of the future I see a guillotine and the heads of traitors !"—" jS'ew York Herald." A New York editor says that prejudices against colours are very natural, and yot the prettiest girl he ever knew was Olive Brown. A Cure for Lo»v Spirits.—Exercise for the body, occupation for the mind : thc : o are the grand constituents of health and happiness, the cardinal points upon which everything turns.

Motion seems to be a groat prescrvin<» principle of nature, to which even inanimate things are subject ; for the winds, waves, the earth itself, are restless, and the waving of trees, shrubs, and flowers is know to be an essential part of their economy. Some one describing a ball said it was a vast assemblage of people who had never met before, and who never wished to meet again, and that they talked a little; danced a little, eat a little, and then went home, cross and tired out, and scandalised not a little. " I was not aware that you knew him," said Tom Smith to an Irish friend the other day. - " Knew him ! " exclaimed be in a tone that comprehended the knowledge of more than one lifetime, " I knew him when bis father was a boy." A young Hoosicr once said to a Hoosieress, "Sal, is there anybody courtin you now ?" And Sal replied, " Sam, ther is one fellow sorter courtin' and sorter not ; but I reckon it is more sorter than not sorter." I have known vast quantities of nons nse talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dishonesty will stare you out of couutenance any day in the week if there is anything to be got by it.—" Dickens."