What thou dost hide, thy second beauty new, which had convinced him of its possibility, O splendor of the living light eterne !

and so the closing lines of the “ Purgato. Who is there that beneath Parnassus' shade

rio" have definitely the autobioyraphical Hath paled, or quenched his thirst from its element which I have been endeavoring fresh burn,

to trace throughout the poem. And would not seem to have his mind downweighed,

Just on a dim dark shadow's border side, Seeking thy form and presence to make known, Shade such as with swards, boughs, and foliage O'ershadowed by the heavens that sunrise

green, made,

O'er their cold streams the Alps throw far and When to the open air that form was shown ?

wide, [Purg. xxxi. 124-145] Euphrates, Tigris, both in front were seen,

So deemed I, as from one clear fount to flow, The power of that vision of the unveiled Like dear friends, slow to leave a space betruth, falling short only of the ineffably

tween, beatific vision of the divine glory which “O light, O glory of all man doth know, ends the “ Paradiso" as this ends the What stream is this that thus itself doth pair, “ Purgatorio," to complete the work of From out one source, and from itself doth Lethe in blotting out the memory of the evil past, is indicated by a touch of the And to my quest came answer, “Let thy skill of the supreme artist. Beatrice un. prayer folds to him an apocalypse of the coming Came, as from one full loth the blame to bear,

Matilda ask to tell thee;” and reply history of the Church and the empire, From that fair lady's lips, “These things which is to correct his former theories.

have I, "That thou mayst know,” she said, “how And much else, told him, and full clear I see stands that school

That Lethe has not hid them from his eye.” Which thou hast followed, and its doctrine And Beatrice, “ Deeper cares, maybe,

Which often memory of her strength deprive, And learn how far it follows my true rule.”

Have clouded o'er his mental vision free,

But see Lunoe's waters hence derive, And then, unconscious of reproach, the Lead him to them, and, as thou’rt wont to do, very confessions which had just passed Once more his half-dead energy revive." from his lips remembered no more, he As gentle soul that works without ado makes his reply:

The will of others, e'en as 't were its own,

When patent it is made by token true, And then I answered, “Memory dwells not Soon as my hand she clasped, that beauteous

here That I have so estranged myself from thee, Moved on, and as a gracious lady, spake Nor doth my conscience wake remorseful fear." To Statius, saying, “ With him come thou on.” [Purg. xxxii. 85-93.] Could I, O reader, wider limits take

For writing, I inight hope to sing in part Well may Beatrice tell him that his Of that sweet drink which never thirst can Lethe-draught has been free and full, and slake, feel that the time has come for it to be But since I've filled each corner of my chart, followed by that of the other mystic river, To this my second Cantique given as due, which revives the memory of every good My course is hemmed by barriers of my art. deed done, and so completing the trans. I, from that stream that holy is and true formation wrought out by Lethe, gives to Returned refreshed, as tender flowerets are, the new man, the true self, the continuity Pure and made'sweet to mount where shines

Reborn, revived, and with a foliage new, of life which had seemed before to belong

each star, to the old and false and evil self. I do

[Purg. xxxiii. 110-145-) not inquire now how far such a philosophy of consciousness is tenable in itself, or The passage which I have just quoted may be reconciled with acknowledged warns me that I too must stop with my truths of ethics or theology; but it will be task hardly more than half completed. A admitted that there is a mystic greatness wide region of inquiry tending to like re. in its very conception which places Dante sults opens itself in the other elements high among the spiritual teachers of man- which enter into the processes of the kind. One who could picture that state Mount of Purgatory, the teachings of art to himself as the completion of his pil. as indicated in the marvellous forecast of grimage, the perfected result of the re. the possibilities of the future in the de. generate life begun in baptism, must at scription of the sculptured cornices in least have had some foretastes of ecstatic Canto XII., which seems almost as rapture, of communion with the eternal prophecy of the doors of the Baptistery wisdom, and of the infinite goodness at Florence, the reminiscences of history


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or literature, which suggest in the poem, greedy." I told Selby he was a prig,” as they had suggested in the poet's expe- but he gave me a pocket-knife provided rience, thoughts that take their place in with a great number of blades, which at fashioning his character, deterring from once mollified me, for he was as generous evil, impulsive to new strivings after in giving as in taking. good. But I, too, have "filled every We used to live then near Selby's corner of my chart," and dare not now ask guardian, and sometimes in the holidays for “wider limits.” It will be enough for I visited at the house to play, but did not the present if what I have written in free care for it very much. Selby had a numand loving reverence for the great Floren. ber of expensive toys which he used to tine, shall lead here and there a few to smash, and bored me a good deal by try. study the great master-work of his genius, ing chemical experiments which had no and in so studying to find in the poem the other definite result than that of burning mao himself, greater even than his work. yellow holes in his clothes, and raising E. H. PLUMPTRE. ihe most abominable smells. People used

to flatter him, and assure him he had taste for science. The boy indeed was a very

golden calf. At the public school to From Belgravia.

which Selby afterwards went he could not ABDOOLAH.

pass out of his form, and finally, having

acquired a premature taste for brandy and CHAPTER 1.

soda-water, the head-master suggested to I ALWAYS felt a certain interest in Sel. his guardian that he would do better with by, he was the most irrational person I a private tutor. The next time I saw ever koew. His faults were numerous Selby was at Oxford. We were at the enough to have provided a whole family same college for a couple of terms, after with dangerous qualities. We had been which he was sent down, and I lost sight at the same preparatory school when we of him for a good many years. I married were little boys. He was a ward in Chan- and settled in a remote village in Devoncery and the inheritor of a large fortune. shire, whilst he did his best to run through When I think of the use he made of it, I his fortune. One July afternoon, howclearly understand why the wealthy are ever, happening to be in London, I ran especially remembered in the litany of our against Hilton, standing on the steps of Church. In spite of the vice-chancellor, his club. He had been at the same school rich wards are sadly unprotected. Poor as Selby and myself. Selby! his fellow-creatures began to prey “ I'm just going to see a man you know,” upon him long before he had learnt bis said he. Latin nouns. His very guardian, I fully “ Who?" asked I. believe, increased his income at his ward's Selby. He's just come back from expense, and I have an idea the reverend Egypt, where he has been playing the gentleman who undertook our elementary part of a pasha. Come and see him education charged the guardian twice as too." much as he did my father. Certainly Selby We hailed a passing hansom and drove was treated as though he were of more to Selby's chambers, and were shown into value than any of the rest of us — even than a somewhat gaudily furnished room full of the dark boy with a perpetual cold in his tokens intended to suggest the acquaintwoolly head, said to be a prince in his ance of the owner with the mysterious own country.

East. The walls were hung with long At a very early age Selby had some chibouks, murderous-looking scimitars, original notions on morality. He used, and other deadly weapons. In a glass for instance, to imagine everything be- case, amongst other curiosities, was somelonged to him. If he wanted a thing he thing which looked like the smaller part would have it, even if he had to take it of a mummy; and over all there foated out of another fellow's desk. I recollect the faint pungent odor which clings to all he took six pieces of butter-scotch from Oriental wares. mine one Sunday when the rest of us were “ The pasha,” said Hilton, “wishes to at church, and he was left behind with a impress us with his magnificence." bilious attack. I was much enraged, but Here Selby, in slippers, and a fez on his our master treated the matter in a some head, shuffled into the room and greeted what airy way, and said “Selby must not us warmly. He had grown much stouter play jokes of that description on Sunday, since I saw him last. His lips seemed but that it served me right for being I looser and his eyes dimmer.


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He told me he had heard of my mar- vet jacket and white shirt resembled those riage, and hoped I was happy.

of matadors such as I have been accusYou always were a steady fellow,” he tomed to meet at fancy balls. The red remarked with a faint air of superiority, blood glowed in his dark cheeks, but his as though his own ill-regulated career expression was pensive and sad. Evi. were indicative at least of greater enter. dently he understood not a word we said, prise.

for lie stood before us with a blank ex. And you,” said I, “ have been a bold pression in his strange dark eyes, a quaint buccaneer. I always prophesied great pathetic figure in the midst of our prosaic things of you since you shot down stairs London life. Outside were all the comat college on your tea-tray.”.

monplace sights and sounds of “the long, “On a tea-tray?” said Hilton, gazing unlovely street" where little boys were at Selby's rotund person increduously. advertising the evening papers with disWhy, there isn't one big enough.” cordant voices; but between this lithe “Selby had one,” said I - “ didn't dark man and the life without there could

be no sympathy. What sympathy he did “So you all said,” replied he, laughing, feel was evidently centred in his master, “ but I didn't remember anything about on whom his eyes were fixed with strange it.”

intentness. Hilton glanced at me for an explana- " Who is he?" I asked. tion.

Selby looked at him a moment, evi. A lot of men had gone to a wine' at dently pleased with the impression made Selby's rooms,” said I, glancing towards on us. Selby, whose face brightened up at the “A man I brought back from Egypt,” recollection. • When they came away

he said. “ His name's Abdoolah." all very noisy — the giver of the feast in. “Is that his national costume ?sisted on showing them what he called “Not exactly. It's a sort of livery I the national sport of the Canadians, and devised myself. Neat, isn't it?” sitting down on a wide tea-tray he shot “ Very,” said I, whilst Selby contemdown his staircase like an avalanche, and plated his henchman not without pride. made nearly as much noise. He found Then Hilton endeavored to entertain the sport so exhilarating that he had an the picturesque stranger with such baby other shot. This time, to diversify it, he talk as one might adopt to an infant of lighted a couple of crackers, and said he foreign extraction, but without, I think, was a comet with a fiery tail. Bang! making his meaning more clear. bang! went the crackers as Selby bumped “You talky English, eh ?” he inquired. down-stairs, and the whole college turned Abdoolah smiled, and showed two rows out to see what was the matter, and found of strong, white teeth. Selby seated on his tea-tray at the foot of “ Sar-rah Bernhardt,” he answered in the staircase so thick of speech that no curious gutturals, “ Missy Langtry, Gerone could understand what he wanted to ran-ole-man!”

“ What's he mean?” asked I. “ What happened next day ?” asked “He's imitating the Cairese donkey Hilton, a good deal amused.

boys,” replied Selby. He was one once. Oh, they kicked me out,” replied Sel. It's the best English he's got.” by, “said my moral tone was more in Then with difficulty he made Abdoolah keeping with the atmosphere of a music. understand he was to fetch certain drinks, hall than of a university. But you fellows and whilst he was absent told us how it must be thirsty.”

was he had become acquainted with him. And he suddenly violently clapped his When they were at anchor one night hands.

on the Nile in a lonely reach they were “Why! whom are you applauding?” aroused by shouts followed by the sound demanded Hilton in surprise.

of blows from the bank. One of Selby's “Saves ringing,” said Selby, throwing people fired off a gun, which was followed himself on a wide sofa, and reclining with by the rustle of retreating feet on the soft his red slippers in the air.

sand. On landing they picked up AbThen there entered a tall, black man in doolah, cruelly battered about the head, a strange garb, which seemed borrowed but still showing signs of life. He was in equal parts from the dress of a bull. brought on board the dyabeah, and ultifighter and that of a Mussulman of dis. mately recovered. Selby had no clear tinction. His bright turban and loose notion why Abdoolab had been so maltrousers were Oriental, but his short vel. treated, and "fancied there was a woman




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in the case,” but as he had been robbed rational, we left him, I promising to dine as well as beaten one reason was suffi- with him on the following evening to meet ciently plain.

Mr. Dougal, his future editor. As we "He turned out a splendid fellow," said walked to the club Hilton declared that Selby, “and was awf’ly grateful an' all Selby ought to have some one to take care that sort of thing. He saved me a lot of of him. money by preventing the others from rob

When I went to Selby's on the followbing me." Then, knowing his career, iting evening Mr. Dougal was already there. occurred to me that it was unfortunate he He was a Scotchman, not in the least like had not found a fellow.countryman to the typical northerner, but a sly-looking, take an equally unselfish interest in his thick-set young man of surprising volubil. welfare.

ity, who endeavored to conceal his accent Abdoolah returned with a tray, and va- under an elaborately fashionable voice rious drinks, under the influence of which an accent which, in spite of his efforts, Selby became communicative, and in- insisted on revealing itself spasmodically. formed us of facts which we already were His object was evidently the exploitation acquainted with — how he had run through of Selby, and I fancied he thought mine a great deal of money living en prince in the same, and consequently, he did not Egypt, and how persistently his duns appear to take kindly to me. an ever-increasing and importunate body Selby introduced us and then took us — were besetting him.

into the, where we found Fortunately," he said, “ they don't Abdoolah, to whom he gave some order. know how awf'ly hard up I am. I'm liv. “ I have sent Abdoolah to fetch Sambo," ing on my past reputation for wealth.” be said. “I always have him in to din. And he looked as though he expected ner, and I think he'll amuse you." us to admire him for his skill in doing Whilst I was wondering who Sambo

might be, I heard from without the sounds “But it can't go on forever,” said Hil- of an animal of some kind, in pain or ton bluntly. “What do you intend to wrath, and Abdoolah reappeared wheeling do?"

along a stand to which was chained a • Ah,” said he slyly, " I've got a grand monkey, like a pigmy and diabolical Prododge recoup myself.” And after a metheus to his rock. Sambo chattered, little while, under a promise of secrecy, squealed, snapped, and sparred at Abdoo. he informed us what it was. It was just lahi, and was only prevented by the shortsuch a one as I should have imagined of ness of his chain from a tooth-and-nail Selby.

onslaught on the Egyptian. “ You know that paper, the Arcadian," “That's Sambo, is it?” said Dougal. said he. “It's on its last legs. The “And an ugly deevil he looks.” proprietor wants me to buy it.

The monkey was trundled to a place I'm just the fellow to make it pay." near the head of the table, and finally re

"I should say you were the last. What lapsed into a discontented silence. on earth do you know about journalism ? ” Dinner commenced, and we began to I answered.

discuss the chances of the Arcadian. Oh, you know,” said be airily, “ I've Mr. Dougal poo-poohed all my arguments got a lot of gen’ral information. I've as to the risks Selby was running in purknocked about a bit."

chasing it. you

intend to make Abdoolah your “ I have,” he said, “ wide expeerience in editor ?" asked Hilton scoffingly: journalism, and we intend to convert it

“ Not exactly,” said he, “but I've found into something oreginal — a sort of by: a fellow, a litry man — an awful clever brid between a high-class magazine and chap – who's to be editor, and between Punch. Come! here's success to eet!” us we're bound to make it pay. I can He emptied a bumper of champagne, and just scrape enough together to buy the then added : “ You think it will succeed journal. You fellows may laugh, but see – eh, Selby? if we don't do well! Dougal says we're “Rather!" replied Selby, who I think sure to make it valuable property.' had been drinking all day, looking as wise

Selby, I noticed, had been drinking as a bacchanal engaged in a sum of mensteadily, and, as is often the case, he grew tal arithmetic. proportionately sanguine, and soon began This was the commencement of various io talk as though he were making his for- toasts, which, in order to preserve my tune, so, finding him proof against all our sobriety, I drank sparingly. arguments, and steadily becoming less I shall never forget that dinner! Ab


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doolah, useless as a waiter, but interest | brought an action against the proprietor ing as a study of repose, watched over it and obtained heavy damages. Selby's with his Sphinx-like face, motionless and excuse was that he never read his own apathetic, save that his gleaming eyes paper, and bad no idea that it contained fixed themselves at intervals wistfully on offensive matter. After this, two or three his master, steadily passing from one defiant numbers of the paper were issued, stage of intoxication io another. When and then it was seen no more. Selby had I was crushed with Mr. Dougal's desire lost over the transaction, as I had antici. to demonstrate that all my convictions pated, whatever money he had not bithwere groundless assumptions, it was a erto succeeded in squandering, so the relief to contemplate Abdoolah's Oriental crash came, and he figured somewhat dis. dignity, which not even Selby's fancy honorably in the Bankruptcy Court, and dress could destroy. Opposite to him, when under examination displayed quite crouched on its perch, was the monkey, an Arcadian ignorance of his own affairs, its weird, wrinkled face looking the pic of the nature of acceptances, promissory ture of villanous despair, pensively catch- notes, and business generally, which he ing its feas, and evidently suffering from appeared to transact frequently "when asthma and home-sickness.

under the influence of liquor," as the reI confess I drank and smoked more porters phrased it. Then for some time than was good for me, and that I laughed i heard no more of him until one day, hap. with unnecessary loudness when the mon- pening to be in London, I almost ran key flew at Dougal, who was blowing against Abdoolah coming out of the door cigar smoke in its wizened face, and bit of a public-house in a back street. He him on the thumb, making him scream was carrying a black bottle, quite uncon. with terror and pain.

scious that it detracted in any way from When I came away Selby was being the dignity of his appearance, and strode assisted up-stairs by Abdoolah, singing a down the street looking neither to the maudlin song about “ole fren's; " and right nor left. He did not recognize me Dougal was seated on a ball chair disc - and I dare say our white faces were all mally contemplating his wounded thumb, much the same to him — but seemed even his bost having, with some incoherence, more absorbed in himself than when I informed him that the bite of that kind of had last seen him. He was still wearing monkey often gave rise to hydrophobia. his livery, but its glories were faded, and Through the open dining-room door 1 he seemed himself shrunk and parched by could hear the cause of his dismay chuck. the bitter east wind that was blowing. I ling to himself. The evening had not followed him out of curiosity till he been altogether without its humorous side, stopped opposite a dingy house evidently, though in my case it was followed by a let out in chambers, where he entered and headache next day.

ascended the stairs. In the passage a I considered it my duty to write to Sel. man was cleaning boots, so I asked him by, clearly laying before him the risks he if Mr. Selby was within, and upon learning was incurring in purchasing the Arca- that he was living in the rooms of a Mr. dinn, but I did not receive an answer; Havilland, and also that he was at home, and meeting Dougal in the street shortly I mounted the dark staircase and knocked afterwards, he looked carefully in an op- at a door which bore the owner's name. posite direction. I suppose he did not I had to repeat the knock very vigorously ibink me virtuous enough for his acquaint. before any one answered it. At last, how

I decided, therefore, to let a wilful ever, it was opened about six inches by man have his own way, and give Selby no Abdoolalı, who, before I had time to speak, more good advice.

exclaimed, “Notty-tome," and shook his turbaned head to emphasize his meaning.

I took out a card and gave it to AbWhen I went back into the country I doolah. subscribed for the Arcadian, in order " I know he's at home,” said I : "give that I might watch the result of Selby's him this." venture. I do not think a more foolish But he appeared anxious to have nothand contemptible journal was ever to do with it. Experience had no lished. It tried hard to obtain a success doubt taught him long ago that all docuof scandal by libelling eminent person ments, no matter what their size and na. ages, but failing, commenced to devote ture, were vexatious to his master. its attention to the conduct and charac- " He not want it,” he said, refusing to ter of burlesque actresses, one of whom I touch it.



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