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of the glazed eyes, as if his brain were shrinking into a state of 

 powerless inaction, conveys an idea of intense past suffering. Look 

 upon this pinched face, and then at the fat cheeks of George the 

 Fourth, No. 37> in the middle room, painted by Lawrence. Could 

 these two beings have inhabited the same world ? We leave Sir Jo- 

 shua, convinced that, as a portrait painter, he is only equalled by 

 Titian. Other painters may exhibit more taste for form, and put a 

 greater variety of material upon their canvas, but our first President 

 stands quite alone in his creamy mellow colour, and the unaffected 

 air and vitality of his subjects. 



Among the finest works of Sir Thomas are Richard Hart Davis, 

 Esq., Kemble ay Hamlet, and Lady Dover and Son. In any other 

 situation, this middle room would be found highly gratifying to the 

 eye, but we repeat, that with the mind full of Reynolds, it is im- 

 possible to do the works of Lawrence justice. What then can we say 

 for West, the venerable President ? No pictures have been more popu- 

 lar than the American Painter's. ce His nam plebecula gaudet." The 

 English public flocked in crowds to gaze at his Christ Rejected, and 

 Christ Healing the Sick. But the same public were unable to under- 

 stand the Cartoons. West, therefore, was just the painter to please 

 them. Learned without intenseness of feeling elaborately dull, he 

 treated, in the most obvious common-place manner, all the noble qualities 

 of historic art. The difference between West and the two great masters 

 with whom he is here brought into conjunction, is simply this : In 

 their pictures we see something that we can find no where else, but 

 we can meet with all that he has attempted triumphantly achieved by 

 others who have preceded him. They were men of genius he was 

 a man of talent. 



RECOLLECTIONS OF LA MARQUISE DE CREQUY. 



FROM AN UNPUBLISHED M.S. 



Ire n rlotte Victoire de Froulay de Yesse, Marquise de Crequy, 

 &c., was one of the most celebrated women of her time. She died 

 almost a " centenaire" at Paris, where she had the courage to brave 

 all the horrors of the revolution, and the li exigences" of the emigrant 

 party. She inhabited a superb hotel, in la Rue de Grenelle Saint 

 Germain, which, as she tells us, she had purchased " a vie" of the 

 Marechal de Feuquieres, for the miserable sum of 40,000 francs " une 

 seule fois paye." We perceive by her M.S. that she had always 

 " une sante deplorable" and it is to this circumstance she attributes 

 the good bargain she made, of which she had always " la malice" to 

 applaud herself, and of which she profited till her death, a space of 

 70 years, from the day of purchase. It is worthy of remark that the 

 heir of Marshal Feuquieres, who died 59 years ago, could not be 

 found in 1801, so that the hotel became the property of the state. 

 Rousseau used to say of her, that she was " Le Catholecisme en cor- 



