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"Why these fine words, these grand resolutions?" you will say. Dear, I will tell you. My fascinating father, who treats me with the devotion of an Italian cavaliere servente for his lady, had my portrait painted, as I told you, by Mme. de Mirbel. I contrived to get a copy made, good enough to do for the Duke, and sent the original to Felipe.

Laciniate alders seem to have been produced by mutation at sundry times. Mirbel says that the Alnus glutinosa laciniata is found wild in Normandy and in the forests of Montmorency near Paris. A similar variety has been met with in a nursery near Orleans in the year 1855.

One can swallow a great deal of whipped cream, to be sure, and it does not hurt an old stomach. November 4. Anne goes to sit to Mad. Mirbel. I called after ten, Mr. Cooper and Gallois having breakfasted with me. The former seems quite serious in desiring the American attempt.

This oracle answers me thus: Mad. de Lorgeville is a very beautiful woman, between twenty-four and twenty-six years of age. She possesses a magnificent mezzo-soprano voice, and twenty thousand dollars income. She learnt miniature painting from Mad. Mirbel, and took singing lessons from Mad. Damoyeau.

About 1830, when Cooper was sitting for his portrait by Madame de Mirbel, that artist for its pose asked him to look at the picture of a distinguished statesman. Cooper said: "No, if I must look at any, it shall be at my master," and lifting his eyes higher they rested on a portrait of Sir Walter Scott.

Among her latest sitters was Scott's angry correspondent of four months later General Gourgaud. Madame Mirbel died in 1849. The portrait alluded to was probably a miniature which has been engraved at least once by J.T.Wedgwood. Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act II. Sc. 3. The Marshal had visited Scotland in 1825 and Scott saw a good deal of him under the roof of his kinsman, Mr. Macdonald Buchanan.

The Princess de Vaudemont received her guests in Paris during the winter, and at Suresnes during the summer; and her friend the Duchess de Duras' causeries were frequented by such men as Cuvier, Humboldt, Talleyrand, Mole, de Villele, Chateaubriand, and Villemain. Other circles existed in the houses of the Dukes Pasquier and de Broglie, the countess Merlin, and Madame de Mirbel.

She is a lively-looking blonde looks as if she were good-humoured and happy, by no means pretty, and has a cast with her eyes; splendidly adorned with diamonds, however. After this gave Mad. Mirbel a sitting, where I encountered le général, her uncle, who was chef de l'état major to Bonaparte.

In this he is fully corroborated by Mirbel and Desfontaine, on whom devolved the duty of reporting on this memoir. They say that it attains a size equal to that of the largest trees of French forests, and recommend its being largely planted.

M. Meurice writes me that he is ready to hang himself that we did not find accommodation at his hotel; and Madame Mirbel came almost on her knees to have permission to take my portrait. I was cruel; but, seeing her weeping-ripe, consented she should come to-morrow and work while I wrote.