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minister plenipotentiary. At the epoch of the projected expedition against England, he was appointed commander of the camp of Mon treuil.

General Ney received the reward of so much glorious service; he was included in the first promotion of marshals by the imperial go

vernment.

The war between Austria and France having again broken out in 1805, furnished marshal Ney an occasion to signalize himself by new exploits. He left the camp of Montreuil for Germany, with his corps de armee. On his arrival there, he gave battle at Elchingeu (which afterwards gave him the title of duke)--on this occasion he displayed all the resources of skill and valour. He remained master of the field of battle, and gained a complete victory.

After the capitulation of Ulm, marshal Ney conquered the Tyrol, and made his entrance into Inspruck on the 7th November, 1805.-He then marched into Carinthia, where he remained until the peace of Presburg.

At the famous battle of Jena, marshal Ney commanded the 6th corps of the grand army; his skilful dispositions, and his heroic courage, contributed to the gaining this memorable battle, where the French armies covered themselves with immortal glory.

Marshal Ney was then charged with the blockade of Magdeburg-this important fortress capitulated on the 9th of November, 1806.-The garrison were made prisoners, and there were found in the fortress 800 pieces of cannon, and immense magazines.

It was marshal Ney, who, after many bloody combats, took, in 1807, the town of Friedland, which has given a name to one of the thousand victories which have rendered for ever illustrious the French

arms.

After the peace of Tilsit, marshal Ney conducted his army into Spain. It was in that fatal war that the marshal, having to combat innumerable obstacles, which the natural difficulties of the country, and exalted patriotism of the inhabitants, opposed to him, constantly displayed the military skill, the prudence, and the valour of the greatest captains.

During the retreat of the army in Spain, marshal Ney constantly commanded the rear guard-and on this occasion, as well as on many others, France owed to his valour the preservation of so many thousands of her bravest defenders.

After this retreat the marshal was called to the command of a corps de armee in the disastrous campaign in Russia. Without entering into a detail of the many bloody actions which happened in this campaign, and in which marshal Ney took so distinguished a part, without speaking of that victory at Moskwa, which gave the duke of Elchingen

the title of prince, which the conqueror and the conquered alike conferred on him, we shall merely call to mind that this illustrious and generous warrior saved the wrecks of an army, pursued at once by fire, hunger, and all the horrors of a climate where a speedy death was the last wish, and seemed to be the only hope of the soldier.

It was at this epoch of mourning and consternation that marshal Ney crowned in some sort his military career, and deserved to be placed at the head of the battalions of heroes whom he alone knew how to preserve for France. We shall pass rapidly over the campaign of 1813, where marshal Ney, in the midst of innumerable reverses, always showed himself worthy of his great reputation—we shall only name the desperate day of Liepsic; and we shall leave to history the care of relating the high deeds of the prince of Moskwa, at the different battles of Troyes, of Champ-Aubert, of Soissons, of Monterea, of Craon, of Laon, of Arbis sur Aube, and of La Fere Champenoise.

Marshal Ney has been present in more than 500 actions or pitched battles, and in this long career of glory and of danger he has never disgraced the noble title of the bravest of the brave, which had ever been conferred on him.

When, in the month of March, 1814, Bonaparte, who had retired to Fontainbleau, wished to carry on negeciations with the allied monarchs, marshal Ney was charged to signify to the ex-emperor that he had ceased to reign in France; soon after, he made his submission to the provisional government.

When the king entered France, the prince of Moskwa, was named a member of the chamber of peers.

His majesty then entrusted him with the government of the 6th military division; he exercised those functions in the name of the king, till the period at which he unfortunately joined the standard of Bonaparte.

In the last short campaign of the month of June, marshal Ney had again occasion to show his wonted valour.

The allied troops, in virtue of the convention signed the 3d of July, occupied Paris.

The king returned to the capital the 8th of the same month.

Marshal Ney thought fit to remove from it; it appears that he had at first the intention of taking refuge in a foreign country; but having experienced difficulties as to passing the frontier, he retired into Auvergne, in the environs of Aurillac, to a relation of his wife's-it was there that he was comprised in the ordinance of the 24th of July; he was arrested on the 5th of August.

An officer of the gendarmes (M. Jaumard), in whose custody he was placed, was charged to conduct him to Paris.

Before the journey, the marshal gave his word of honour to the officer not to make any attempt to escape. This officer had formerly served under the orders of the marshal; and he thought fit to rely on the word of his former general. He had no reason to repent of his confidence.

Between Moulieur and Aurillac, marshal Ney and his conductor stopped in a village to take some refreshment and repose. After the repast, a public functionary of the neighbourhood came to inform the officer of gendarme. that at some distance thence he would find on the road persons posted, who had formed a plan to carry off the marshal. The latter was in the same room where this communication took place; some words that he heard gave him an easy insight into the subject of the conversation; he advanced and said to the officer, "captain, I shall merely remind you that I have given you my word of honour to go with you to Paris; if, contrary to my expectation, and to all probability, an attempt is made to carry me off, I shall demand arms of you to oppose it, and to fulfil to the end, the sacred promise which I have made to you."

The travellers continued their journey, and no attempt was made to carry off the marshal.

Arrived within four leagues of Paris, marshal Ney found, in an inn, his lady, who had come to meet him in a hired chaise. They had a conversation together of two hours, at the end of which the marshal told the captain that he was ready to go on; some tears flowed from his eyes, "Do not be surprised, said he to the officer, “If I have not been able to restrain my tears. It is not for myself I weep, but for the fate of my children; when my children are concerned I am no longer master of my sorrow."

The marshal and his wife entered the carriage, and the officer of the gendarme placed himself in it.

It was thus they arrived at Paris, August 19th. After having passed several streets of the capital, the coach arrived at the end of the street de Sevres; the officer of gendarme alighted to seek another vehicle at 60 or 80 paces distant.

The marshal bade adieu to his wife, ascended the second fiacre, and alighted in the military prison of the Abbaye.

Some days after, he was transferred to the Conciergerie; he remained there till the moment when, being brought before the court of Peers, his fate was decided by its decree.

[The murder of Ney was among the first acts of the restored Louis the 18th, after the ruin of the unfortunate Bonaparte. Ney,

the hero of five-hundred battles, was shot, outside the walls of Paris. Fire at me, my fellow soldiers," said the brave Ney; and he immediately fell.]

EXTRACT

FROM

THE SPEECH

OF

MR. CURRAN,

IN DEFENCE OF

PATRICK FINNEY,

FOR

HIGH TREASON.

What is the evidence of O'Brien ?

What has he stated? Here, gentlemen, let me claim the benefits of that great privilege which distinguishes trial by jury in this country from all the world.

Not twelve men just emerging from the dust and cobwebs of a

'study, abstracted from human nature, or only acquainted with its extravagances; but twelve men conversed with life, and practised in those feelings which mark the common and necessary intercourse between man and man. Such are you, gentlemen How, then, does Mr. O'Brien's tale hang together? Look to its commencement.— He walks along Thomas-street, in the open day, (a street, not the least populous in this city,) and is accosted by a man, who, without any preface, tells him, he'll be murdered before he goes half the street, unless he becomes a United Irishman! Do you think this a probable story? Suppose any of you, gentlemen, be a United Irishman, or a freemason, or a friendly brother, and that you meet me walking innocently along, just like Mr. O'Brien, and "meaning no harm," would you say, "Stop, Mr. Curran, don't go further, you'll be murdered before you go half the street, if you do not become a United Irishman, a free mason, or a friendly brother." Did you ever hear so coaxing an invitation to felony as this? "Sweet Mr. James O'Brien, come in and save your precious life, come in and take an oath, you'll be murdered, before you go half the street! Do, sweetest, dearest Mr. James O Brien, come in, and do not risk your valuable existence." What a loss he had been to his king, whom he

loves so marvelously!

He

Well, what does poor Mr. O'Brien do? Poor, dear man! stands petrified with the magnitude of his danger--all his members refuse to do their office-he can neither run from the danger, nor call out for assistance; his tongue cleaves to his mouth, and his feet incorporate with the paving stones-it is in vain that his expressive eye silently implores protection of the passenger; he yields at length, as greater men have done, and resignedly submits to his fate-he then enters the house, and being led into the room, a parcel of men make faces at him-but mark the metamorphosis-well may it be said that "miracles will never cease"--he who feared to resist in open air, and in the face of the public, becomes a bravo when pent up in a room, and environed by sixteen men, and one is obliged to bar the door, while another swears him, which, after some resistance, is accordingly done, and poor Mr. O'Brien becomes a United Irishman, for no earthly purpose whatever but merely to save his sweet life? But this is not all, the pill so bitter to the percipiency of his royal palate must be washed down, and lest he should throw it off his stomach, he is filled up to the neck with beef and whiskey! What further did they do? Mr. O'Brien, thus persecuted, abused and terrified, would have gone and lodged his sorrows in the sympathetic bosom of the major, but to prevent him even this little solace, they made him drunk-the next evening, they used him in the like barbarous manner, so that he was not only sworn against his will, but, poor man, he was made drunk against his inclination! Thus was he besieged with united beef-steaks and whiskey, and against such potent assailants not even Mr. O'Brien could prevail !

Whether all this whiskey that he had been forced to drink has produced the effect or not, Mr. O'Brien's loyalty is better than his memory. In the spirit of loyalty he becomes prophetic, and told to lord Portarlington the circumstances, relative to the intended attack on the

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