They have been in the fields all day,

And with each of earth's nameless shames Where the vetch and the orchis grow,

They've been acquainted long. Yet these children do not play,

They've heard no sweet story told Nor the dandelion blow

By the fire as the shadows fell, Seed after seed away,

But of evil - new and oldThe hour of the clock to show;

They can give you the chronicle; Yet often the children ask to know

For they've learnt, and more quickly too, What is the time of day.

For oaths, and for jeers, and for blows,

All that the pagan knew, Some things perhaps they may miss,

And all that the savage knows.
That other children see,

What matter ! the world grows old,
The evening chat, and the kiss,
And the ride on daddy's knee;

To toil, to sin, and to die,
To be tucked in their little beds

Is a story so often told By a mother's loving care,

It never need make us sigh. For at night they lay down their heads

What is it ?- a girl and a boy And sleep — just anywhere.*

They are poor — they were never meant

To be the light and the joy Perhaps they have never heard

Of the homes to which they were sent. Of Christ or of God, nor could tell

In our nation's mighty schemes, Who made them; not a word

In the world's great working plan, Can the children read nor spell;

There was no room left, it seems, Yet they are not dull nor slow

For a woman, or for a man; Though they've gone to no village school,

Blighted before they are blown, There's many a thing they know

Let them sink to the earth like weeds, That is not learnt by rule.

So long as our crops are grown,

So long as the sea recedes. They play at no little games,

“What shall it profit a man,” But they've learnt the wicked song,

Is a saying widely known,

“ Let him win and gain all he can, been talked on this subject. Some gentlemen said

If he lose his soul — his own ?that when a poor girl went to field-work she was contaminated and spoiled, but he contended that, But speed to the giant plough, in all probability, she was contaminated and spoiled And the harrow that grinds and rolls before she got there. He thought a girl of eleven or O'er the broad smooth levels, now telre was as strong as a boy of about that age, and he contended that there was no good farming with. Over other people's souls. out this juvenile and female labour. There were certain tiddling operations on a farm for which Oh ! cruel lords of the soil, the nimble fingers of children were particularly

No wonder your harvests glow adapted. With regard to the educational part of the question, ve knew that some thought it desira. With ruddy and golden spoil, ble that children should not be employed in work

When the earth is so fit below; before nine years of age. He was sure, however, When you joy in your harvest won, that unless a boy went to work when he was nine or ten years of age, he would not make a good labourer.

Do you think of your harvest lost, It was important to remember that all restrictions And hid from the ripening sun ? as to the employment of children would fall heav- Have you counted up the cost ily on their parents; the farmers would hardly feel of the precious seeds forgot, them. The farmers were not opposed to ednication; on the contrary, they wished their labourers to be Flung in with heedless scorn, educated – for, all other things being equal, the In your furrows deep to rot, educated labourer was certainly the best.' He did

That will not come up with the corn? not think the guardians of Norfolk could be charged with having neglected the education of pauper child Girlhood, wifehood, youth, ren. The charge of id. per week was so trifling it did And love, and all that was lent not enter into their calculations. With regard to Or given to make heaven a truth, school attendance on alternate days or weeks, such

And life a sweet content, a system for children employed in agriculture would be useless to the farmer; it must be something like so Manhood and strength and joy, many hours in the years. We must still look to the The image divine of God; Sunday-Schools and night-schools for perfecting and It is but a girl and a boy keeping up education among our 'rural population."

Ye have trampled back to the clod! • It is occasionally the practice of private gangs, organized and superintended by the farmers, to pass Then look o'er your lordly plains, the night on the farms where they work; they then sleep in a barn or stable. One farmer used to And go to your crowded mart, turn in tifty boys and girls together, like so many And when ye tell o'er your gains, sheep into a pen, and lock the door upon them for the night. But then,” observes Mr. C. S. Read; And blighted life, with the aches

Fling in many a broken heart M.P., in the speech already quoted from, “you cannot go into any village street at nine or ten And pangs of a childish frame, o'clock at night without secing great boys and girls With the waste and the loss that makes larking about, and in all probability some of these great girls and boys slept in the same room when

The tale of a woman's shame; they got home.”

With another cry in the streets,

And another ruffian jeer,
And the laugh one so often meets,

Far sadder than is the tear.
Go ! count up the cost of all

That fell with the stones that fell, When ye shook down the cottage wall

To build up the felon's cell ! Go number the weary feet

That roam on an aimless track Of ruin and wrong, nor meet

With aught that can lure them back; Because they have never known

What comfort meant since the day
That left them naught for their own

When ye took their homes away.
When the little daisy died

That the cottage garden grew,
Withered a nation's pride,

With the rosemary, thrift, and rue.
Hollow the harvest joy

Of the land where the reapers mourn;
Where the poor man's girl and his boy
Count for less than the rich man's corn.


WITCHES AND THEIR CRAFT.— Considering how were prepared by Robert of Artois for the defearfully and inevitably witches were punished, struction of his principal enemies. In this way it does seem astonishing that any, much less such Euguerrand de Mariguy was said to have slain myriads, should have professed them of the craft. Philip the Fair. Thus, too, Eleanor Cobham, But, on the other hand, it must be borne in mind wife of Duke Humphrey, was held to have atthat the acquisition of power to inflict storm and tempted the life of Henry VI., and was supposed devastation, disease and death-in short, to wield by a good many to have enfeebled his intellect. all the weapons of destruction at will - was an So also certain semninary priests were accused of irresistible temptation to the savage nature that working against Queen Elizabeth in Lincoln's then predominated in the lower classes, but not Inn. And thus one of that monarch's courtiers, in the lower classes only, especially as the credit Ferdinand, Earl of Derby, was generally believed of that power was fraught, for a time at least, to have been murdered. “He died thinking himwith very substantial results. For everybody self bewitched,” says our authority, "an opinsought the fraternity. Those who suffered, or ion in which very many, and some of them very who apprehended suttering, bought their services learned men, concurred. During his last sickcqually with those who desired to have suffering ness a homely wise woman was found mumbling intlicted. The latter, however, were by far the in a corner in his chamber, but what, God more numerous, and the witches had very sin- knoweth. About midnight was found by Mr. gular means of gratifying them. One Hallsall an image of wax, with hair like unto strangest was to fashion an image of the hated the hair of his honour's head, twisted through individual during the celebration of certain in the belly thereof. And he fell twice into a trance, fernal rites. The simulacrum was usually of not able to move hand or foot, when he would virgin wax; but when it was meant to make the have taken physic to do him good. In the end work of vengeance thoroughly sure, the clay he cried out often against all witches and witchtaken from the depth of a well-used grave was craft.' Of course the witches had counter-spells generally preferred. The image being moulded for this, as for every other contrivance; and according to rule, and baptised by a properly these were as precise, disgusting, and blasphequalified priest, whatever injury was inflicted mous, too, as anything they were intended to on the model, was believed to have a similar ef- neutralize. But the image was not always fect on the original. Did they tie up a member shaped to work destruction : it was accounted of the effigy, piraalysis attacked the correspond- equally infillible in exciting love. Indeed, the ing limb of the person represented, and contin- licentious freaks of every high-born dame that ued to fetter it so long as the ligature retained way given, were invariably set down to the its place. Intense pain and fearful mutilation credit of these contrivances, and the sinner herwere thus assumed to be produced. Nor was self was excused and pitied as the unfortunate viceven death itself beyond the wizard's reach. To tim of some malignant hag or unprincipled lorer; secure this fatal result there were many approved a theory which was marvellously convenient to the recipes. Some pierced the heart of the statuette demi-rep, but by no means so to her admirers with a new needle; others melted it slowly before and confidants. Leicester is said to have wrought a fire; a third set interred it at dead of night in thus on Queen Elizabeth, Bothwell on Mary consecrated ground with horrible burlesque of Stuart, half a score of her lovers on Margaret the burial service; and a fourth gathered the of Navarre, a long line of Spanish favourites on hair into the stomach of the model, and concealed a succession of Peninsular queens, &c., &c. it in the chamber — if possible under the pil

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Never known, in the forest green But a line in a daily paper

Thy mournful tale told, Thousands of eyes would see,

Far from the spot where life has been And carelessly pass the record by

By stream and ruin old That gives such a pang to me.

I sometimes thought strange harmonies Yet our lives had drifted far apart

Were lurking in each bough, Mine at my ingle side;

And listened for them on the breeze

Familiar then as now. And his, who, I read in the Post to-day, “ On the 4th of October died."

Yes, yes, though many years have fled And ours was a quiet liking,

Since boyhood's happy time, A simple, friendly bond;

And I have wandered since they sped It was pleasant to meet, and light to part,

In many a foreign clime, And never a thought beyond.

I still recall those moments past, Yet as I read those words to-day,

When, strolling forth alone, Through a sudden mist of tears,

As evening dews were falling fast,
The fair, frank face and the bright blue eyes

I heard that plaintive tone.
Gleamed out through the cloud of years.
I heard the murmur of the tide
On the southern shore again,

And the echo of the pony's feet
In the sandy Hampshire lane.

God the Omnipotent ! Mighty Avenger!

Watching invisible, judging unheard ! I saw the sheen of the willow bough,

Save thou our land in the hour of her danger,
And the flashing of the weir,

Give to us Peace in thy time, O Lord !
Just as we watched them long ago
In the spring of the life and the year.

Thunders and lightnings thy judgments have

sounded, Ah, well ! it had passed away from mine,

Letters of flame have recorded thy word, The life that is closed at noon;

“ Only on Righteousness true Peace is foundAnd I, who forgot to watch its course,

ed !" Will forget its setting soon.

Give us that peace in thy time, O Lord ! For the world goes up and the world goes down, So shall the people, with thankful devotion, And the young succeed the old ;

Praise Him who saved them from peril and And the April sunshine gilds the buds

sword ; That spring from the churchyard mould. Shouting in chorus, from ocean to ocean,

Peace to the Nation and praise to the Lord.
And eyes that of old have answered mine

Will sadden as mine have done,
As they glance some day down the list and read
That my earthly race is run.

THE LATE DR. JENNER, having discontinued
Well, I scarce can frame a kindlier wish
Than that every lip will say,

his professional attentions upon a patient on “ God rest her soul !” as earnestly

account of her improved condition, sent a couple As I breathe it for his to-day.

of ducks to the mother of the convalescent lady,
accompanying the present with the following

note: -

I've despatched, my dear madam, this scrap of

a letter The stars are shining o’er each bower

To say that Miss Lucy is very much better ;
In yonder mossy glade;

A regular doctor no longer she lacks,
The dew is gemming every flower

And therefore I've sent her a couple of quacks.
And every leafy blade.
A solemn calm my bosom feels,

The lady addressed, returned thanks with
The very leaves are still,

this :
Except from where yon hollow steals
The lonely whippoorwill.

Yes, 'twas polite, truly, my good friend,
Thus a “couple of quacks

to your patient to Why, oh, why dost thou wander here

send; Alone in the pale moonlight?

Since there's nothing so likely as “quueks" Why is thy echo heard in the air,

(it is plain) Bird of the silent night?

To make work for “a regular doctor" again.


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From The Edinburgh Review. cordat, or characteristic of the violence and THE PAPACY AND THE FRENCII EMPIRE. bad faith of Napoleon. It is true that, on

almost every question in dispute, Napoleon L'Eglise Romaine et le Premier Empire, brought the Papacy to terms by peremptory

1800–1814. Avec Notes, Correspondance ultimatums and by language in the nature diplomatique et Pièces justificatives, entiérement inédites. Par M. LE COMTE of menace. But the timorous hesitation D'HAUSSONVILLE. 2 vols. Paris : 1868. and interminable scruples of aged Car

dinals of Rome were not to be overcome in Though the contest of Napoleon with any other way. It was not till after the the Papacy is thrown into the shade by the Concordat, and during the subsequent disglare and splendour of battle-fields and putes of Napoleon with the Holy See, that military glory which fill the • Histories of the pride and arrogance of the despot bethe Consulate and Empire,' it merits the came inflated to immeasurable limits by special attention which the writer of these an astounding career of new victories, and volumes has given to the subject; and the dictated a system of usurpation devoid of more so, since his diligent research has en- all respect for justice or principle. Neverabled him to elucidate the character of the theless, although his design of reducing the struggle by the testimony of great quan- Papacy to a mere state of vassalage to his tity of hitherto unexamined documents. empire was probably only a subsequent conThe story of the negotiation of the Napo- ception, yet there can be no doubt that leonic Concordat forms the prelude to this from the first he regarded the re-establisheventful conflict. M. Thiers, in a note in ment of the Catholic Church as a political his · History of the Consulate and Empire,' measure, with the view of rendering the had already observed that no negotiation religious institutions of France as powerful offered a more worthy subject for political engines as possible for the subjugation of study than that of this Concordat, and he its people. notified to the world the existence of a The conclave held at Venice in the Isola large body of correspondence in the French San Georgio on the death of Pius VI. archives which might one day reveal details opened with a strong disposition to choose hitherto enveloped in secrecy, even to a Pope whose election should be received those best versed in the study of the history with favour by the Cabinet of Vienna. A of the Empire. M. d'Haussonville has not deceitful intrigue, however, of the Austrian only incorporated into his text, but has pub- representatives delayed the choice of a lished in an appendix, a large portion of Pope for nearly three months, during which this correspondence, the perusal of which time the political state of Europe was comis found to justify the remark of M. Thiers. pletely changed by the unexpected appearM. d'Haussonville bestows great praise on ance of Napoleon at the head of affairs in the precision and truth of the outline drawn France. It ended, as so many conclaves by the author of the history of the Consul- have ended, in electing « Pope utterly unate and Empire. Nevertheless, it is im- thought of at its commencement; and the possible for two writers to disagree more in Cardinal Chiaramonti was proclaimed Pope their appreciation of the part played by the on the 14th of March, 1800. leading actor in this important transaction The Pope who was thus elected was one - a part regarded by the one as matter for of the most estimable prelates who have unqualified praise, and by the other for ever occupied the chair of St. Peter. If almost unredeemed censure and suspicion. he was not a great Pope, he certainly posThe truth here, as in most cases, lies prob- sessed a combination of spiritual and moral ably between the two extremes. M. Thiers qualities rarer than genius, and certainly certainly overlooked some incidents in his more beneficent than ambition; of all the narrative highly discreditable to the Impe- sovereigns of the time, he is perhaps the rial negotiators: whereas M. d'Hausson- only one who can be placed face to face ville, with considerable art and malice, with Napoleon, and yet not suffer by the never fails to seize a single point prejudi- contrast. Pius VII. was an incarnation of cial to the French negotiators of the Con- benevolence, humility, and Christian virtue

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