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N4APOLE ONS Expedition to Russia. By 
Count Puitie De Secur. 2vols.8v0.— 
This work is ostensibly addressed to the 
remnant of “the grandarmy”’ which returned 
from the disastrous expedition to Moscow. 
If, in reading, lately, the journal of Capt. 
Franklin’s expedition up the Copper-mine 
River, we were harrowed by the reflection, 
that out of twenty-three individuals, only nine 
returned survivors of the horrible sufferings 
to which they had been exposed: what 
must be the calculation of the sum of human 
misery, in looking to the catastrophe of 
this expedition? Count Segur gives in 
these volumes the description of an army 
of 400,000 foot, and 30,000 horse, com- 
posed of the flower of several nations, of 
which but 23,000 returned to their native 
Jand. Upwards of 400,000 had perished, 
therefore, by famine, frost, fire and the 
sword : the greater part by frost and famine. 
There is little or no detail of individual 
sufferings. The narrative is distinct, with- 
out colouring; and it needs none. The 
facts speak for themselves; and the mar- 
tial mind of Count Segur clings convul- 
sively, as it were, to the glory of the enter- 
prize, rather than broods over the horrors 
that accompanied its failure. History owes 
him much for his diligence, and apparently 
for his fidelity, in preserving this record 
of one of the most gigantic, as well as the 
most disastrous expeditions, ever projected 
by the restless spirit of ambition.—He 
sets the picture of all that he relates fully 
before our eyes, with the vividness, not of 
art, but of reality; and though he evidently 
merely narrates, and relates only what is 
important or instructive to be known, the 
painter and the poet, as well as the tactitian 
and the humanist, may take lessons from 
his descriptions :-—witness the conflagration 
of Moscow, in particular. But the most 
valuable part of the work is the unostenta- 
tious penetration with which he enters into 
the characters he delineates, not with the 
conjectural sophistry of a Hume, the sar- 
castic abruptness of a Tacitus, or the philo- 
sophic eloquence of a Thucydides (to which, 
however, he more approximates), but with 
the precision of an actual observer—who, if 
he has his national or his individual par- 
tialities, suffers not himself to be blinded 
by them, nor omits an opportunity of doing 
justice to an enemy. If still devoted to 
the glories of Napoleon,—the vastness, the 
originality, the versatility of his genius,—he 
is no apologist for his errors, or his infatua- 
tion; and we scruple not, at the very 
head of the foremost rank of those pro- 
ductions to which we must look for a due 
comprehension of the history of the recent 
grand epoch of the fate of Europe, to place 
the volumes of the Count Segur. 
Memoirs of Moses Mendelsohn, the Jewish 
Philosopher ; including the celebrated Corre- 
spondence on the Christian Religion, with J. 
C. Lavater, Minister of Zurich. By M. 
SAMUELS. 8vo.—This is one of the most 
interesting pieces of biography we ever re- 
member to have met with: a phenomenon 
to abash the jaundiced eye of traditionary: 
prejudice, and awaken the moral sympa- 
thies of all who are not totally dead to the 
affections that should wait on intellectuak 
worth struggling through every obstruction 
that can impede the development of its in- 
estimable attributes. 
Moses Mendelsohn, best known in this 
country as the author of ‘‘ Phzdon, or the 
Death of Socrates,’ and for his contro- 
versy, if so it may be called, with that 
amiable enthusiast Layater, was a poor Jew 
boy, “ born in September 1729, at Desau, 
in Germany, where his father was a tran- 
seriber of the Pentateuch, and kept a He- 
brew day-school.’’ Such, however, was 
the abject poverty to which his early years 
were destined, that, during the time when 
the unquenchable thirst of knowledge im- 
pelled him rather to create, than to avail 
himself of every practicable mean for the 
cultivation of his faculties, and for fathoming 
the profound difficulties of philosophical 
inquiry, 
