Clement, greengrocer; General Magnan, with Madame
Amboster, fruit-seller; M. Romien, with Madame
Daniel, butter merchant; M. Pietri, Prefect of Police,
with Mademoiselle Glaize, mushroom merchant; M. T.
de Montour, chef de cabinet in the ministry of the
interior, with Mdlle. Marie Jemmaire, herring merchant;
M. Collet Megret, with Mdlle. Bessin, bacon merchant;
Captain Moutour, of the navy, aide-de-camp to the
Minister of Marine, with Mdlle. Brisemontier, tripe
seller; Captain de Lastic, an aide-de-camp of the
Minister of Marine, with Mdlle. Prosper, offal
merchant; M. Genet, of the Ministry of the Interior, with
Mdlle. Narmer, oyster seller; M. de Najac, of the Beaux
Arts, with Mdlle. Celestine France, butter merchant;
M. de Lagnean with Madame Hoguet; M. Lepage, the
chief porter of the butter market, with Madame de
Persigny; M. Wair, the chief porter in the meat
market, with Madame Ducos; M. Arnoult, a "fort " in
the oyster market, with Madame Drouyn de l'Huys;
M. Delahaye, of the butter market, with Mdlle. Magnan;
and M. Lepage, of the oyster market, with the Countess
Ornano.

M. Odillon Barrot has declined to sit in the Council
General under the present régime, in a letter addressed
to the Electors of the Department of the Aisne. The
following passage is of general interest:—

"Now that on the ruins of the constitutional and
parliamentary government of my country is founded—not in the form
of temporary and incidental dictatorship, but as a permanent
government—the most absolute power that perhaps exists in the
world,—now that France, traversing the fatal circles around
which she has been turning for sixty years past, has again
passed from the most excessive liberty to authority the most
concentrated and the most devoid of all serious control,—when
the deceitful forms of universal suffrage and of popular sections,
with the absence of all free discussion, of all possible assembling,
of all previous concert between the electors, leave to the candidates indicated by the authorities the secure chance of success,
and do not seem to have been maintained but only to mark the
false semblance of liberty—the sad and humiliating realities of
despotism—what co-operation can you require of me for such a
government? What good could I do?

"The implicit adhesion which I should give by my oath to
the destruction of our dear and old liberties, would it not effect
ten times more evil than any good resulting from my presence
in the council-general? I appeal to you, my dear fellow-
citizens. Habituated, as we are, to think very nearly in the
same way—to consult each other, as it were—say if, by the
determination I adopt, and which pains my heart so much, I do
not render to our liberal cause the last and only service I can
render to it. The good that we have commenced in the canton
of Crécy has made sufficient advance to make it almost a matter
of indifference, so far as regards our material interests, whether
I remain or do not remain your representative in the council-
general. And as to the public and moral interests, believe me
it is much better for us all that I should maintain our faith in
liberty, and fidelity to our liberal banner. It is much better,
when it is everywhere proclaimed that France is not worthy of
that liberty she has followed amidst so many vicissitudes,
earned by so many sacrifices, that there should still be men who
persist in believing her worthy of it. I ought, and I desire, to
be one of those men, should I die before I see my hopes
realised."

The letter was published in the Indépendance Belge,
and that journal had been stopped by the French post.

The hostile feeling of the President of the Republic
towards both dynasties of the Bourbons has shown
itself recently in two very remarkable instances. The
first refers to the Orleans family: After Louis Philippe
had caused the remains of Napoleon to be brought
from St. Helena to France, a magnificent mausoleum
was designed, by the king's orders, to receive the
body under the cupola of the Invalides. This monument
is not yet entirely completed, but on each side
the staircase descending to it a bas-relief had been
introduced into the wall, the one representing the
arrival of Prince de Joinville at St. Helena, with
the Belle Poule, to fetch the body of the Emperor;
the other King Louis Philippe receiving the funeral
procession at Paris. Upon a recent visit paid by Prince
Louis Napoleon to these works, he peremptorily ordered
that these tablets, which commemorate the share taken
by the House of Orleans in the funeral honours paid to
the Emperor Napoleon, should be removed. The other
relates to the elder branch.—In the early days of the
restoration a small monument was raised in the chapel
of Vincennes to the memory of the Duke d'Enghien, whose
remains were discovered near that spot. Yet humble as
this tablet was, it was a vexation to the Ruler of France,
and a mute accuser of the splendid sepulchre of the
Invalides. It has, therefore, been recently removed,
dismembered, and totally destroyed. The coffin has been
removed to a small room adjoining the vestry, and left
there without any inscription. This cowardly profanation
took place by night, but in the presence of the
commanding officer, and by the hands of soldiers, after
a visit from some of the President's orderlies, and of
Lucien Murat. The accusing epitaph has been broken
in pieces, and all traces of the crime, and of the reparation,
have as much as possible disappeared.

Proudhon, the notorious red republican and socialist,
has published a book in which he advocates the legitimacy
of Louis Bonaparte. "Louis Napoleon," he says,
"is really the elect of the people. The people, you say,
were not free. The people were deceived. The people
were afraid. Vain pretexts. Are men afraid? Are they
deceived in such cases? Do they want liberty? We,
the republicans, have repeated, upon the faith of our
most suspected traditions, 'Vox populi, vox Dei.' The
voice of God has named Louis Napoleon. As the
expression of the popular will, he is the most legitimate of
sovereigns." M. Proudhon, no longer proscribed, is in
high favour with the powers that be, and is in the way
of making a fortune, it is said, by the sale of his book.

Great sensation has been excited in Paris by a trial of
a murderer before the Court of Assizes of the Seine.
The miscreant, whose name is Pradeaux, in the space of
a single month, last May, assassinated three persons,
two of whom were old women, and attempted a fourth
murder. The resistance which he encountered in his
last crime happily prevented its completion and led to
his apprehension. He is 32 years of age. His parents
were connected with the manufacture of artificial
flowers. Before he took to assassination, he had been
three times imprisoned for robbery and swindling. As
soon as he had obtained two or three hundred francs
by some criminal means, he spent the money in a few
days, and then had recourse to a fresh crime for a new
supply. His first victim was a cotton-manufacturer,
whom he murdered in his bed on the night of April 5,
to rob his chest, which contained some 700 francs. About
the same time he contracted an engagement to marry the
girl Dardard. To defray the expenses of the nuptial
feast he committed a fresh murder. This time his victim
was a woman of 60, the widow Chateaux, of whom he
pretended that he wanted to hire a lodging. He paid a
visit at midnight, knocked down the old woman with a
violent blow on the head, and strangled her with a
handkerchief. He then rifled her effects, among which
he found a bag of savings amounting to 300 francs.
Henceforth this became the pattern for Pradeaux's
assassinations. He sought out the weakest victims,
stunned them by a sudden blow, and then strangled
them. Having murdered the widow Chateaux on the
25th, he proceeded to assassinate in precisely the same
way four days after a woman of the same age, Suan,
engaged in the artificial flower trade. But he ransacked
in vain the drawers of this poor creature, who,
notwithstanding her industrious habits, was obliged to eke out
her subsistence by the charity of the Bureau de
Bienfaisance. The next day Pradeaux led his bride to the
altar, decorated, perhaps, with some of Mdlle. Suan's
artificial orange-flowers. He passed the night in
wandering about the orchards whose walls he had scaled to
murder the cotton-manufacturer, and at daybreak
entered the cabaret of an old woman named Naudin.
He asked for a glass of brandy, and while she was
getting it he struck her on the head with a bottle, and
knocked her down. He then attempted to strangle her
with a handkerchief as usual; but the old woman bit
him with force, and her screams brought the concierge
to her assistance. The assassin fled, was pursued and
caught. The jury found a verdict of guilty upon all the
charges, and the prisoner was condemned to death.
The appearance of Pradeaux is insignificant, his
features are small, his eyes sunk, his complexion pale.
His whole life seems to have been one tissue of crimes.
As soon as he had strength enough he knocked down
his mother and trampled upon her, and nearly assassinated
his father with one of the tools used in their
trade.