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We return at four, and, having set both the grease off thoroughly and expedistoves alight, go off to the village market- tiously. I remember how at our first es. ing. We buy a leg of mutton - an say we used cold water and no soda, and economical joint, savory when hot, and wondered why the plates wouldn't come with mint sauce easily transformed into clean. Now we are great adepts in the lamb when cold. We have a stock of use of the dishclout. Cook generally potatoes on board; but we want a few does the washing and I the drying. Then peas and some bread, with the materials we put the plates in the rack and everyfor a salad. One or two grocery trifles thing else in its proper place. The boat complete our purchases, and we return thus being snug for the night, there is well loaded. The mutton is put in the nothing to detract from the enjoyment oven, and the peas and potatoes are pre with which we indulge in a gossip over a pared. The cloth is laid; and while the final pipe. cook goes for a spin in the gig, I again Quiet pleasures of this kind are not all set about entrapping the fish that lurk in that a house-boat affords. subaqueous depths. We dine at seven, agreeable to entertain a party from town. calmly and contemplatively. We post. To most people a house.boat - which as pone the task of clearing away,” and go often as not is dubbed a boat.house - is on the roof to smoke and enjoy the gloam- quite a curiosity. Its structure is the ing, and perchance to tinkle the merry subject of admiring comment, its internal banjo. Inexpressibly beautiful is the as. arrangements evoke expressions of de. pect of tree and field and flowing river in lighted surprise. Appliances which would the soft and fading light. Nature is in be thought very ordinary on land are mar. her silent mood, but she is by no means vels of ingenuity on a house-boat. On inarticulate. The mellow note of the learning that we sleep on board we are thrush comes from yonder thicket, and sure to be asked whether we are not afraid many less notable sopgsters make sharrof being drowned. Our flower-boxes on voices heard. The quaint cry of the coro- the roof are regarded as horticultural crake comes lightly on the breeze, and in achievements. When our cooking and the group of elms the other side of the dish - washing exploits become knowo, meadow the ringdove is singing to its they excite the utmost admiration in the mate. The low of distant cattle and the breasts of the fair. All this is very pleas. cry of their herd fall pleasantly on the ant. Equally gratifying is it to display ear; and anon there is a splash as a fish one's dexterity with the punt-pole: to iake leaps from the water. The moon rises our visitors away for afternoon tea, either behind the trees, the stars come out, and round by the weir, with its cascades, cata. the whole scene is eloquent of beauty and racts, and foaming eddies; or, better still, peace.
up some quiet back water, where the water. But we cannot idle the whole evening lilies bloom and the trees stretch over. in contemplation. We adjourn to the head. Moored in such a spot, we cut kitchen, where the kettle is steaming bread-and-buiter and put out the cups and away. We abjure after-dinner coffee on saucers, and with infinite patience get the the river because we like to feel sleepy kettle to boil over the spirit-lamp, only to at eleven o'clock. But the plates and discover that we have brought everything dishes must be washed. It is a great with us except the tea. Then it is that mistake to leave this job until the follow. we reflect that civilization and the pear ing morning. Sufficient for the day is the neighborhood of a well-stored kitchen washing up thereof. We always put a have their advantages after all. good lot of soda in the water, as it fetches
A GENTLEMAN who had to do with the but I think I have mentioned this matter just making and tuning of pianos told me some in the way I heard it. I remember it struck years ago that a piano has one note which me as a strange thing. A somewhat similar cannot be brought into tune with the rest of chifficulty is the wrinkle or cockle which often the notes, but growls with them, and therefore comes when you are pasting down a photois called the wolf note. By altering the pitch graph. You can easily chase the wrinkle you can move the wolf note about from one about from one part of the paper to another, part of the piano to another, but you cannot but you find it very hard to get rid of it alto. get rid of it. I know nothing about music, gether.
Notes and Queries.
W. H. PATTERSON.
No. 2153. - September 26, 1885.
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Blest is the man who dares to say,
“Lord of myself, I've lived to-day :
To-morrow let the Thunderer roll
Storm and thick darkness round the pole, MÆCENAS, thou whose lineage springs
Or purest sunshine : what is past
Unchanged forevermore shall last : Come to my humble dwelling. Haste ;
Nor man, nor Jove's resistless power, A cask unbroached of mellowed wine
Can blot the record of one vanished hour. Awaits thee, roses interlaced And perfumes pressed from nard divine.
Fortune capricious, faithless, blind, Leave Tibur sparkling with its thousand rills;
With cruel joy her pastime plays, Forget the sunny slopes of Æsulæ,
Exalts, enriches, and betrays;
One day to me, anon to other kind.
I can approve her when she stays,
But when she shakes her wanton wing, On crowded masts, and summits temple.
And soars aloft, her gifts to earth I Aing, crowned,
And, wrapped in Honor's mantle, live and The smoke, the tumult, and the wealth of
Content with dowerless poverty.
When the tall ship, with bending mast,
Reels to the fury of the blast, Uncurtained, nor with Tyrian purple spread,
The merchant trembles, and deplores, Has weary State pillowed its aching head
Not his own fate, but buried stores And smoothed its wrinkled brow, all cares
From Cyprian or Phænician shores; forgot?
He with sad vows and unavailing prayer Come to my frugal feast and share my hum
Rich ransom offers to the angry gods : ble lot.
I stand erect: no groans of mine shall
e'er For now returning Cepheus shoots again
Affront the quiet of those blest abodes : His fires long-hid; now Procyon, and the
My light, unburthened skiff shall sail Star
Safe to the shore before the gale, Of the untamed Lion blaze amain :
While the twin sons of Leda point the way, Now the light vapors in the heated air And smooth the billows with benignant ray. Hang quivering: now the shepherd Spectator.
STEPHEN DE VERE, leads His panting flock to willow-bordered meads
By river banks; or to those dells Remote, profound, where rough Silvanus dwells,
IF I WERE YOU. Where by mute margins silent waters creep, Why did he look so grave? she asked, And the hushed zephyrs sleep.
What might the trouble be?
“ My little maid,” he sighing said,
Suppose that you were me,
And you a weighty secret owned,
Pray, tell me what you'd do?
But still he sighed and looked askance,
“Oh, tell me, little maid,” he said
Again, "if you were me,
O then, what would you do ?”
“I think I'd go and tell her so,"
" Alone are dear to me." Now by fierce foods precipitate,
Ah then, she turned away her head,
And ne'er a word said she.
But what he whispered in her ear,
And what she answered too
I'd guess, if I were you ! Tossing from peak to peak the sullen waters'
G. CLIFTON BINGHAM. Chambers' Journal.
BY THE REV. FATHER RYDER
From The Nineteenth Century.
tion of the poems of the Polish Casimir A JESUIT REFORMER AND POET.
Surbief, these verses are generally sup
posed to be little better than creditable FREDERICK SPEE (1591-1635), Jesuit, performances, without any life or intention social reformer, and national poet – a beyond the occasion which called them threefold appellation claiming for its sub- forth. ject qualities very rarely found in combi. Besides Fr. Spee, of Jesuit national dation – should be held, on this account poets --- I mean poets who sang naturally if on no other, deserving of general inter in their native tongue I can recall no est. That he is scarcely known in this one but the martyr Southwell.* He in. country we may conclude from the fact deed, between the exercises of his thir. that he is not once mentioned by Mr. teen rackings, found certain intervals of Lecky in his account of the witch-burn- enforced leisure, during which, without jogs,* although in Germany his name is any scruple, lest he were omitting some inseparably connected with the first suc.
more excellent thing, he could pour out cessful attempt at their repression.
bis melodious plaints and praises, to his Jesuits, as both their friends and their own solace and God's greater glory, in enemies will, I take it, admit, are not often verse which his countrymen would not either reformers or poets; and the reason willingly let die. is not far to seek. The Jesuit in his nor.
Frederick Spee was born in 1591 at mal state is absorbed in the work of in. Kaiserswerth, near Düsseldorf, in the dividual direction : as regards institutions principality of Cologne. His father, Pehe is conservative, and concerned to make ter Spee, was seneschal of the little town the best of what he finds. If only he may
under the Kurfurst Truchsesz. He was pursue his apostolic fishing undisturbed,
a staunch and loyal man after a quiet sort, he is inclined to allow the ancient pier.
as the one incident recorded of him indi. heads and breakwaters to stand as long as
cates. At a great banquet of notables, wind and wave may suffer them. As to the prince, who was rapidly dristing into poetry, the Jesuit is for the most part
Lutheranism in spite of the emperor's without the leisure necessary for its pro
efforts to restrain him, when warm with duction. Moreover, he commits himself wine made a violent speech full of the to no course which he cannot pursue with current antipapal slang, and then asked a definite object, and of wbich he cannot each of his noble guests in turn, with the give an account, if called upon, minute by exception of the churchmen, if he had minute. Literature as such, except as a
not said well. When they had all assented, classical exercise for his pupils, has
he turned to Spee, who was in waiting, tendency to irritate him as a possible dero with “ Now, Master Peter, how say you ? gation from the unum necessarium. In Spee answered simply that he was of an. theology, mathematics, physical science,
other mind, receiving his master's rebuke in anything that admits of exact treatment, of “Tush, thou art but a fool!” with a he is often an adept; but philosophy has quiet laugh. With such a father it need of late become too literary and 'senti hardly be said that Frederick was brought mental to engage bis sympathy, and as to up a staunch Catholic. There is nothing poetry, even when this is most purely re-recorded of his childhood except that be ligious, he is inclined to exclaim, in veriest went at an.early age to the Jesuit college zeal for his Master and not at all in at Cologne, and that his school career was grudging, “ Ut quid perditio hæc?” Thus exceptionally brilliant. In bis nineteenth it is that, although there are many hun-year be entered his two years' novitiate at dred volumes of Jesuit verses, these Trèves. In 1613, he is teaching grammar are almost all ludi in the learned languages and belles-lettres in his old college at - i. c., scholastic exercises, prize poems,
. I do not reckon Spee's contemporary, Angelus etc. With the solitary and partial excep-Silesius, a Jesuit poet, although both a Jesuit and a
poet, seeing that his poetic fame had certainly culmi• Hist. Rat. in Eur., vol. i.
nated before he joined the society.
Cologne, until 1616, when he leaves in which, in the form in which Spee came order to go through his theological course, across it, he does not hesitate to characreturning to Cologne in priest's orders as terize as the Hexenwahn; a madness in professor of philosophy in 1621. With which witches, accusers, and judges share the exception of a word now and again of alike. affectionate admiration on the part of su
A belief in witchcraft - i.e., a system in periors and companions, there is no sign which, io virtue of a cootract explicit or imto indicate the mighty spiritual growth plicit with the Evil One, persons have exerthat was in progress, and which was to cised abnormal powers — has always prebecome such a beneficent power in the vailed largely in the Christian Church, land.
although the preternatural reality of its Whilst Spee was engaged in his first phenomena has never been authoritatively professorship (1618) the Thirty Years' declared. This cannot be disputed by any War had broken out, and during the occu- one who recollects the patristic tradition pation of Paderborn by Christian of Bruns- regarding the magical powers attributed to wick, the greater part of its burghers, and, Simon Magus.* We hear nothing of any generally, of the Westphalian nobility, had ecclesiastical legislation on the subject till become Lutherans. When the country the eighth century, when a Council of Paagain fell into Catholic hands, Fr. Spee derdorn (785) condemned to death “any worked as a missionary at Paderborn and one who, blinded by the Devil, heathenwise Domkanzel, in 1625 and 1626, and was the should believe a person to be a witch and means of bringing back a large number, man-eater, and should on that account especially amongst the Westphalian no- have burned him or eaten his flesb, or bility, to the Church. One incident is re- given it to others to eat." + It is sufficorded of him during this period, too ciently noteworthy that this earliest canon characteristic - I might say too prophetic on the matter is a condemnation, not
to be omitted. He had been called in of witches, but of witch-burners. Again, to prepare a criminal for death. The in the so-called Canop of Ancyra, most picture of his past lise, so empty of good probably from a ninth-century Frank or works, and so choked with evil for which German capitulary, wbich made its first he had made no satisfaction, held the con appearance in Regino's collection, I witchdemned man in a very stupor of despair, craft is treated rather as a delusion than from which no efforts of his confessor anything else. The witches are concould rouse him. At last Fr. Spee, al- demned for believing or professing “ that most beside himself with compassion, ex- they ride by night with Diana, goddess of claimed: “You know the labors I have the pagans, or with Herodias and a countundergone for Christ : all these I freely less oumber of women upon certain beasts, make over to your account; only be sorry and silently and in the dead of night trav. for your sins and grievous offences. Lay erse many lands, obeying her commands hold on Jesus Christ and his merits, and as their mistress, and were on certain then you can be happy." * The criminal nights summoned to do her service." See, died in peace a true penitent.
too, in the same sense the decree of Auger The next year, 1627, introduced Spee of Montfaucon, Bishop of Conferans, in to the great vocation of his life. Philip the south of France, at the close of the Adolf von Ehrenberg, Bishop of Würz- thirteenth century:S burg, obtained him as confessor to the Unfortunately for the interests both of witch-prisons, through which numerous humanity aod religion, the later mediæval victims had, since the preceding year, decrees against witchcraft were not framed been passing to a fiery death.
I must now proceed to give a brief * See Justin, Apol. i. 26; Hippolytus, Refut. qu. 6; sketch of the monstrous phenomenon, half St. Cyril Hieros., Cat. vi. Illum.; St. Max. Tour., Serm. real, half delusive, of mediæval witchcraft, t Quoted by Diel, in Spee, Skizze Biog. und Lit., p.
26. * Merit is not properly transferrable; not so good I Circ. 906. works in their satisfactory character, if God so wills, § Montfaucon, L'Antiq. Expliq., Lib. iji.