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them," and he never heard the last of it. When at nightfall of the first day he at length got into action he refused to retire, though his master urgently showed him the danger he ran from the fireships. "Why," he cried, "the very powder in this ship is enough to blow a fireship from it."

Eager to propitiate the Scots, he kept open house at Dalkeith, and through the influence of the Countess of Buccleugh the nobility began to accept of his hospitality. They soon came to have a liking for the kindly general. He received them indeed so cordially, and seemed so anxious to be on good terms with them, that there is no doubt that some of them began to see in the simpleminded soldier a possible instrument for the revival of their party. Early in November, 1655, he had intercepted two autograph letters from the king, one addressed to "2," whom he knew to be Lord Glencairn; the other to "T," a cypher he did not understand. This letter, however, was of a highly compromising nature. "T" was told that the king was sure of his affection and he was encouraged to be ready when the time was ripe. According to his usual practise Monk took copies of both letters and allowed them to proceed to their destination. The copies he forwarded at once to Cromwell, assuring him that he would soon know to whom the letter addressed to "T" was delivered, and be able to deal with him as he deserved. To his intense annoyance it was delivered to himself. Cromwell seems to have thoroughly enjoyed the joke, but Monk was furious, and vented his anger by arresting Glencairn, whom he evidently suspected of being at the bottom of it. . . . Cromwell never forgot the letter "T." Shortly before his death he wrote to Monk: "There be some that tell me there be a certain cunning fellow in Scotland called George Monk who is said to lie in wait there to introduce Charles Stuart; I pray you use your diligence to send him up to me."JULIAN CORBETT, "Monk."

MORE, Sir Thomas, 1478-1535. Lord Chancellor of England.

As a wooer he seems to have been more

philosophic than ardent. He made the acquaintance of an Essex gentleman named Colte, who had three daughters, and the second daughter, whom he deemed the "fairest and best favored," moved affection in More. But the young philosopher curbed his passion; he "considered that it would be both grief and some shame also to the eldest to see her younger sister preferred before her in marriage." Accordingly, "of a certain pity,"

he "framed his fancy towards" the eldest daughter, Jane. He married her in 1505. The union, if the fruit of compassion, was most satisfactory in result.-SIDNEY LEE, "Great Englishmen of the Sixteenth Century,” quotations from William Roper's "Memoirs of Sir Thomas More."

I have heard it reported that he wooed her [he was twice married] for a friend of his, not once thinking to have her himself; but, she wisely answering him that he might speed, if he would speak in his own behalf, telling his friend what she had said unto him, with his good liking he married her and did that which otherwise he would never have thought to have done.

But of all strangers Erasmus challenged unto himself his love most especially, which had long continued by mutual letters expressing great affection; and increased so much that he took a journey especially into England to see and enjoy his personal ac quaintance and more entire familiarity; at which time it is reported how that he, who conducted him in this passage, procured that Sir Thomas More and he should first meet together in London at the lord mayor's table, neither of them knowing each other. And in the dinner time they chanced to fall into argument, Erasmus still endeavoring to defend the worser part; but he was so sharply set upon and opposed by Sir Thomas More, that perceiving he was now about to argue with a readier wit than ever before he had met withal, he broke forth into these words, not without some choler: "Aut tu es Morus aut nullus," whereto Sir Thomas More replied: "Aut tu es Erasmus aut diabolus," because at that time he was strangely disguised and had sought to defend impious propositions.-CRESACRE MORE (great-grandson), "Life of Sir Thomas More."

"It happened one day,” says Mr. Aubrey in his "Manuscript Lives," "that a mad Tom of Bedlam came up to Sir Thomas More, as he was contemplating, according to his custom, on the leads of his gatehouse at Chelsea, and had a mind to have thrown him from the battlements, crying out, 'Leap, Tom, leap.' The chancellor was in his gown and besides ancient and unable to struggle with such a strong fellow. My lord had a little dog with him. 'Now (said he) let us first throw the little dog down and see what sport that will be': so the dog was thrown over. 'Is not that fine sport? (said his lordship) Let us fetch him up and try again.' As the madman was going down my lord fastened

the door and called for help."-WILLIAM SEWARD, "Anecdotes of Distinguished Persons."

He used, when he was in London a justice of the peace, to go to the sessions at Newgate, as other justices did; amongst whom it happened that one of the ancient justices of the peace was wont to chide the poor men that had their purses cut for not keeping them more warily, saying that their negligence was cause that there were so many cut purses brought thither. Which when Sir Thomas had heard him often speak at one time especially, the night after he sent for one of the chief cutpurses that was in the prison and promised him that he would stand his good friend if he would cut that justice's purse, whilst he sat the next day on the bench and presently make a sign thereof unto him; the fellow gladly promised him to do it. The next day therefore when they sat again, that thief was called amongst the first; who being accused of his fact said that he would excuse himself sufficiently if he were but permitted in private to speak to some one on the bench; he was bidden therefore to choose one whom he would, and he presently chose that grave old man who had his pouch at his girdle, and whilst he rounded him in the ear he cunningly cuts his purse, and taking leave solemnly goes down to his place; Sir Thomas knowing by a sign that it was despatched taketh presently an occasion to move all the bench to distribute some alms upon a poor needy fellow that was there, beginning himself to do it. When the old man came to open his purse, he sees it cut away and wondering said that he had it when he came to sit there that morning. Sir Thomas replied in a pleasant manner, "What? Will you charge any of us with felony?" He beginning to be angry and ashamed of the matter, Sir Thomas calls the cutpurse and wills him to give him his purse again, counseling the good man hereafter not to be so bitter a censurer of innocent men's negligence when he himself could not keep his purse safe in that open assembly.-CRESACRE MORE.

When Sir Thomas More was chancellor in the reign of Henry VIII., he ordered a gentleman to pay a sum of money to a poor woman whom he had wronged. The gentleman said, "Then I hope your lordship will grant me a long day to pay it." "I will grant your motion," said the chancellor; "Monday next is St. Barnabas's day, which is the longest day in the year; pay it to the widow on that day, or I will commit you to the Fleet prison."-PERCY, "Anecdotes.”

Morris, Gouverneur

Henry VIII. appointed Sir Thomas More to carry an angry message to Francis I. of France. Sir Thomas told his majesty that, if he carried the message to so violent a king as Francis, it might cost him his head. "Never fear," said the king, "if Francis should cut off your head, I would make every Frenchman now in London a head shorter." "I am obliged to your majesty," said Sir Thomas, "but I much fear if any of their heads will fit my shoulders."-T. F. THISELTON-DYER, "Royalty in All Ages."

The Duke of Rutland is descended from Sir Thomas Manners, thirteenth Lord de Ros, created Earl of Rutland in 1525. This peer, by the way, made a pun in dog Latin, about his creation, observing to Sir Thomas More, Lord Chancellor, "Honores mutant Mores." "Nay, by your leave, my lord," replied More, "the pun is better in English, 'Honors change Manners.'"-Pall Mall Gazette, 1877.

Early in the morning of the 6th of July he was carried from the Tower to Tower Hill for execution. His composure knew no diminution. "I pray thee see me safely up," said he to the officer, who led him from the Tower to the steps of the frail scaffold; "as for my coming down I can shift for myself." He encouraged the headsman to do his duty fearlessly: "Pluck up thy spirits, man; be not afraid to do thine office; my neck is very short." He seemed to speak in jest as he moved his beard from the block, with the remark that it had never committed treason.-LEE.

MORRIS, Gouverneur, 1752-1816. American statesman.

At a breakfast table he was in close conversation with a gentleman, to whose harangue he had listened patiently, till it was his turn to reply. He began accordingly, but the gentleman was inattentive and a bad listener. "Sir," said Mr. Morris, "if you will not attend to my argument I will address myself to the teapot," and went on with much animation of tone and gesture, making the teapot the representative of his opponent, till he had finished his replication.

The day after the accident [resulting in the amputation of his left leg] a friend called to see him, who thought it his duty to offer as much consolation as he could, on an event so melancholy. He dwelt upon the good effects such a trial would produce on his character and moral temperament and the diminished inducements it would leave for seeking the pleasures and dissipations of life, into which young men are apt to be led.

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"My good sir," replied Mr. Morris, "you argue the matter so handsomely, and point out so clearly the advantage of being without legs, that I am almost tempted to part with the other." To another person, who visited him on the same occasion and gave utterance to his feelings of sympathy and regret, he replied, "Oh, sir, the loss is much less than you imagine; I shall doubtless be a steadier man with one leg than with two."-JARED SPARKS, "Life of Gouverneur Morris."

MOUTON, Georges, Count Lobau, 1770-1838. French general.

General Mouton, who was a great favorite of the emperor Napoleon, was visiting his illustrious chief one morning at the Tuileries, when his majesty, happening to look out of the window, beheld in the court yard a very shabby-looking vehicle. "Is that your carriage, Mouton ?" asked the emperor. "Yes, sire." "It is not fitting that one of my bravest generals should go about in a hackney coach." "Sire, I am not a Cræsus and cannot afford a better." The next day Mouton received a check on the Bank of France for three hundred thousand francs. About a fortnight afterwards Mouton again paid a visit to the Tuileries in the same hackney coach. On looking out, the emperor's countenance clouded over, and he looked greatly displeased as he noticed the obnoxious vehicle. "Did you not receive an order for three hundred thousand francs?" he inquired of the general. "Yes, sire," replied Mouton, "and I am truly grateful for the gift; but if your majesty insists upon my spending it, I would rather return the money."-REES HOWELL GRONOW, "Recollections."

MURAT, Joachim, 1767-1815. French general, King of Naples.

Every one knew that the theatrically dressed cavalry commander was also a leader who was ready without a moment's hesitation to ride into the thickest of the fiercest mêlée. He had the reputation not only of the reckless courage of action but also of the cool disregard of danger while waiting for his opportunity-inactive under a deadly fire. It was told how more than once, when an aide-de-camp brought him a message and waited near him, he would turn to the officer and say, "You had better ride off, sir, or I will be getting you killed."

Strange as it may seem, this thorough soldier, whose orders on the battle-field often meant swift death to hundreds and prolonged suffering to hundreds more, shrank with horror from the idea of killing a fellow

man. Agar tells how more than once he said to him at Naples, "What gives me the most heartfelt satisfaction when I think of my military career is that I have never seen a man fall killed by my own hand. Doubtless it is possible that in firing a pistol shot at enemies who attacked me, or whom I was pursuing, I may have wounded some one, even mortally; but, if so, I know nothing of it. If a man had ever fallen dead before me by my act the picture of it would always be before me and would pursue me to the grave." This was why, when he led his most famous charges, the diamond-hilted saber remained in the scabbard. He had the same horror of military executions. Caroline used to tell, how after a mutiny at Leghorn, when a court martial had condemned the three ringleaders to death, he was so impressed by the men's regret for their misconduct and filled with such pity for their fate, that he carried out a sham execution at sunrise, arranged that the condemned men should fall before a volley of blank cartridges, and had them covered up for a while and removed in the dark to a place where they were given disguises and shipped away from the port.-A. HILLIARD ATTERIDGE, "Joachim Murat."

He was reviewing several battalions in the Campo di Marte when in the midst of the fire one of the officers of his staff, who stood near the king, was wounded by a bullet. The wounded man had stood so immediately behind the king that all present supposed that the ball had been directed against the king himself, and what made the case more serious was that the shot had come from a battalion of Royal Guards amongst whom were many Carbonari. The officers in attendance upon the king entreated him to order the fire to cease, but he smiled as he replied, "I see that you suspect that the bullet was purposely fired at me, but you are in error, for children never desire the death of their father." As he uttered these words he presented himself successively in front of each battalion and ordered them to fire. The intrepidity of the king entirely destroyed any latent feelings against him which might have existed in the minds of the Carbonari soldiers.-GENERAL PEPE, "Memoirs."

After his elevation to the rank of a prince of the French empire, he halted, in the close of the late war, at a small town in Germany, where he stayed for two or three days; and, on finding the bread prepared for his table of an inferior kind, he despatched one of his suite to order the best baker in

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the town to attend him, to receive from him his directions respecting this precious article of life. A baker who had been long established in the place was selected for the purpose; and upon the aide-de-camp ordering him to wait upon the prince immediately, he observed, to the no little surprise of the officer, "It is useless my going; the prince will never employ me." Upon being pressed to state his reasons, he declined assigning any; but as the order of the messenger was peremptory, he followed him and was immediately admitted to Murat, with whom he stayed about ten minutes and then retired. As he quitted the house in which the prince lodged, he observed to the aide-de-camp, "I told you the prince would not employ mehe has dismissed me with this," displaying a purse of ducats. Upon being again pressed to explain the reason of his singular conduct, he replied: "The Prince Murat, when a boy, was apprenticed to a biscuitmaker in the south of France, at the time I was a journeyman to him, and I have often thrashed him for being idle; the moment he saw me just now he instantly remembered me, and, without entering into the subject of our ancient acquaintance, or of that which led me to his presence, he hastily took this purse of ducats from the drawer of the table where he sat, gave it to me and ordered me to retire."-JOHN CARR, "Tour in Holland and Germany in 1806."

Some years I made a hundred thousand francs' worth of suits, great coats and uniforms, for Murat alone.-POUMIER DE LA SIBOUTIE, "Recollections of a Parisian," quoting Leger.

While Murat strutted about in sky-blue over-alls, covered with gold spangles, invented new uniforms and bought expensive aigrettes for his busby, his wife showed her rococo taste by furnishing her drawing room in red satin and gold and her bedroom in rose-colored satin and point lace.

Accordingly he made entry in Warsaw in a fantastic uniform, red a triumphant leather boots, tunic of cloth of gold, swordbelt glittering with diamonds and a huge busby of rich fur bedecked with costly plumes. . . . Unfortunately for Murat the prospective alliance with Russia once and for all compelled Napoleon to lay aside all

Monton, General Murat, Princess Caroline

thoughts of reviving the kingdom of Poland, and when the would-be king arrived with a Polish guard of honor and his fantastic uniform, he was met by the biting words of the emperor, "Go and put on your proper uniform; you look like a clown."-R. P. DUNNEPATTISON, "Napoleon's Marshals."

Among other things he told me that when he was about to quit Naples (his idea of departure being a secret) he took a walk with the queen and, hearing the popular acclamations around him, said to her: "Ah, the poor people. They are ignorant of the misfortune they are about to suffer. They know not that I am going away." I listened smiling, but he, while he related the incident, seemed still touched by a sense of the public sorrows he had caused.-MARMONT, Duke of Ragusa, "Memoirs."

Disdaining to allow his eyes to be bound, and holding the portraits of his wife and Ichildren in his hand, he said in a firm voice, "Aim at my heart and spare my face." His orders were executed and thus perished, pierced by twelve bullets, at forty-eight years of age, the brave soldier who had come scathless out of so many battles and who when seated on the throne had never known how to refuse a pardon.-GENERAL PEPE.

MURAT, Princess

French nobility.

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My birth was registered at Trenton, New Jersey. Great was our astonishment on receiving a reply to the application for my birth certificate, made through the French ambassador, to the effect that there had been, some years before, a great fire in Trenton, that the church and vestry had been burned down, and that not a vestige of the register remained. After much delay and many consultations, the officials declared that it was impossible the marriage could take place unless four witnesses to my birth could be produced. Rather a strong order! Luckily my father's cousin, Prince Pierre Bonaparte, had visited America in 1833-4 and was at the house at Bordentown on the day of my birth. My mother's sister was a second witness and we had to send to America to request Mr. Stevens and another friend to come to France for the purpose of identifying me, which they very kindly did.-"Memoirs of Princess Caroline Murat."

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NAPOLEON I. NAPOLEON BONAPARTE, 1769-1821

French Soldier and Statesman. First Emperor of France

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