When old Marshal Suwarrow got orders to introduce this uniform, and received little sticks for measures and models of the soldiers tails and side-curls, “Hair-powder,” said he, “is not gunpowder, curls are not cannons, and tails are not bayonets.” This, in the Russian language, falls into rhyme, and soon spread as a saying through the army: and having reached the emperor’s ears, is said, in The Secret Memoirs of the Russian Court, to have been “the true cause which induced Paul to recall Suwarrow and dispense with his services.”
The genius of Suwarrow was superior to every difficulty, and led him to fame and honors such as few have ever attained. Though born of a good family, he had neither money nor interest to advance him, but pushed his own fortunes from his boyhood. He rose to the rank of colonel when he was but twenty-nine. He was nominated general-in-chief for having compelled the Tartars to submit to the Russian arms. He was created a count, and obtained the surname of Rimnisky for a victory over the Turks near the river Rimnisky, by which he saved the Prince of Saxe Coburg and the imperial army. For his services in Poland he was made a field-marshal, and received the grant of an estate. In the year 1799 the title of Prince Italisky was conferred. This was the last favor shown: the following year saw him laid in the grave.
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FROM DICKENS’S HOUSEHOLD WORDS.
“PRESS ON.”
A RIVULET’S SONG.
“Just under an island, ’midst
rushes and moss,
I was born of a rock-spring,
and dew:
I was shaded by trees, whose branches
and leaves
Ne’er suffered the sun
to gaze through.
“I wandered around the steep brow
of a hill,
Where the daisies and violets
fair
Were shaking the mist from their wakening
eyes,
And pouring their breath on
the air.