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young or old.
Stannisorth family should not be extended always dressed handsomely and in bright, to this alien, who was not by birth one of decided colors; she carried a gold-mountthe proscribed race, and whose personal ed double eye-glass, through which she amiability took forms difficult to resist. was accustomed to survey inferior mortals They soon found out that they were wel. with aniusing impertinence; while, in come in her house at all hours of the day, speaking to them, her voice assumed a and needed but little persuasion to con- drail so exaggerated as to render her vert her gardens into a playground. She valuable remarks almost unintelligible at let them come and go as they pleased, times. These little graces of manner had sometimes looking on at their games, doubtless come to her from a study of the sometimes taking part in them, and being best models, for she went a good deal always ready to act as arbitrator and ref-into the fashionable world at that time; eree in those disputes which sports of all but, in addition to these, she possessed kinds are apt to engender, be the players a complacent density and an unfeigned
And then no one could tell self-confidence which were all her own, fairy-tales with so leisurely, serious, and and which would probably have sufficed convincing an air as she did. One day at any epoch, and under any circumstanWalter announced gravely that he had ces, to render her at once as disagreeable discovered a simple solution of certain and as contented a woman as could have family difficulties.
been found under the sun. “When I am grown up,” he said, " I Whether because she resented the shall marry Mrs. Stanniforth; and then slight put upon her by the Brunes in we will all live at Longbourne together.” that they had never seen fit to call at the
" That is such an admirable plan,” Mr. Palace, or because she had an inkling that Brune remarked, “that I cannot think their pride surpassed her own vain-glory, how your mother has failed to hit upon it she made up her mind to snub them; and before this. You have obtained the lady's when Mrs. Winnington made up her mind consent, I presume?”
to any course of action, it was usually “Oh, that'll be all right,” Walter re- carried through with a will. The plain. plied confidently. “I told her about it, ness with which these worthy folks were and she said she would have to take a lit. given to understand that, in her opinion, tle time to consider of it. She'll have a they were no than country bump: good ten years, you see, to think it over kins, and the mixture of patronage and in; or, perhaps, we might make it eight insolence with which she bore herself years. I don't want to marry before I towards them, were in their way inimitaleave Oxford, though."
ble. There are some people magnani“Walter,” said Mrs. Brune," you ought mous enough, or indifferent enough, to not to talk nonsense upon such a subject smile at such small discourtesies; and as that to Mrs. Stanniforth; it is very probably the former owner of Longbourne thoughtless of you. I don't know where was more amused than angry when he you children get your want of considera- was informed that the house had been a tion for the feelings of others from. I am positive pig-stye before it had been put in sure you do not inherit it from me.” order, and that Mrs. Winnington really
“The inference,” remarked Mr. Brune, could not imagine how any one had found “is unavoidable. Still, a capacity for bet- it possible to live in such a place. But ter things will crop up occasionally even Mrs. Brune, who was more irritable, tremin the worst of us; and to prove it, I mean bled with suppressed wrath at the conto go up to Longbourne this afternoon temptuous allusions which were frequentand meet Mrs. Winnington at five o'clock ly made in her presence to " bankers, and tea; and I shall make an excuse for you, brewers, and people of that class ;” and, Ellinor. I need not point out to you what indeed, it is not likely that friendly relathat implies; for you know how l love five tions could long have been maintained o'clock tea - not to speak of Mrs. Win. between Broom Leas and Longbourne if nington.”
Mrs. Winnington had not, fortunately, The truth is that Mrs. Winnington had been due in Scotland early in September. not contrived, and probably had not en. What Mrs. Stanniforth thought of the deavored, to make herself beloved by the cavalier manner in which her new friends Brunes. She was a person of the tine-lady had been treated it was not easy to say type, common enough twenty years or so She never attempted to check or soften ago, but now rapidly becoming extinct. down her mother's rude speeches; for she of a commanding presence, and with the had not that exasperating quality which remains of considerable beauty, she was is known as tact, and she was probably
aware that by no amount of stirring can eminent specialist, by whom his fears oil and vinegar be made to mix. Also were to some extent confirmed. Then she loved her mother (** The Lord knows he wrote to Mrs. Winnington to come why!” said Mr. Brune, who had observed back from Scotland instantly; and, withthis phenomenon); and it may have been out waiting for an answer, telegraphed to that she was a little blind to the defects of Nice to secure suitable rooms. Mrs. that upamiable lady. However, Mrs. Winnington arrived from the Highlands Winnington departed for Scotland to pay in no very good humor, and informed a round of visits to various aristocratic Hugh in so many words that there was friends; and then all went smoothly such a thing as over-officious friendship; again.
but when she heard the doctor's report, Mr. Langley was much pleased by the she said no more, but packed up her amicable spirit in which the new lady of trunks, and prepared to accompany her the manor had been received by her near- daughter once more to the Continent. est neighbors. He had been interested | Hugh took first leave, and travelled with in Margaret as a doctor is interested in a the ladies to their destination. difficult case; he had perceived that com- “ After all,” said Mrs. Brune, with unpany and occupation were the medicines wonted charity, “there must be some good of which she stood chiefly in need, and he in that horrid vulgar woman. I should had at first hardly seen how or whence have imagined her utterly heartless and these two alteratives were to be obtained. devoid of all maternal affection ; but I But the companionship of the Brune chil. suppose I must have judged her too dren had seemed in a great measure to harshly.” supply the first want, and he had himself “ We are all of us too prone to judge been able to satisfy the second by an am.our neighbors harshly,” her husband reple provision of parish work, so soon as marked ; " but I don't think that, in my he lad found that the patient had apti-moments of bitterest injustice towards tudes that way. He thought she was Mrs. Winnington, I should ever have doing very nicely now, and would soon be suspected her of being the sort of old convalescent.
woman to kill the goose that lays the In truth, however, she was not doing so golden eggs.” well, either in mind or in body, as Mr. " I don't know what you mean, Neville," Langley and others supposed. When she said Mrs. Brune. Mrs. Winnington is was alone
and she was a great deal not an old woman, and alone she was listless and miserable ; " And Mrs. Stanniforth is not a goose ? she slept badly and had little appetite; Well, I don't know. If ever you find me and no sooner had the autumn set in with deliberately spending a winter in the south chilly winds and rain than she caught a in such company as she has chosen, I cold, which settled on her chest and kept will give you leave to call me a goose, at ber in bed for a week.
all events." It was
at this juncture that Hugh Kenyon, who, throughout the summer, had been inventing one excuse after an. other to defer his second visit to Longbourne, reappeared upon the scene, and
From The Spectator. was frightened out of his wits by the change in Margaret's aspect. He found " Il faut traiter notre vie comme nous her lying upon the sofa, looking flushed traitons nos écrits; mettre en accord, en and feverish, and coughing at every other harmonie, le commencement, le milieu, et word, and was horrified to hear that she la fin,” is a maxim of Joubert's which had not yet thought it necessary to call suggests, first, the question what Joubert in a doctor. Shortly afterwards it was meant by barmony; and secondly, how known in Crayminster and the vicinity far that harmony can be introduced into that Mrs. Stanniforth had been ordered to the bustling, discordant life that is the the Riviera for the winter, and would start fate of most people. As man advances immediately. Hugh had remembered towards old age, some harmony – of purthat the Winningtons were a consumptive pose at least becomes of vital imporfamily, and had been seized with a panic tance, if we do not wish to lay up for which had found relief in prompt action. ourselves a horde of despondent and By mere force of will, and in spite of irritating reflections. In childhood, life Margaret's protestations, he carried her is all chaos. Our thoughts have no spe. off to London, and took her to see ancial channel to which they naturally tend;
THE ART OF LIFE.
our actions spring from a multitude of lives. It is the break in harmony which tendencies that for the moment seem of causes the shock that arises from capri. equal importance. The child refuses to ciousness of any kind in our relations bé trammelled, and rejects the idea that with each other. Caprice in ourselves there are limits to the ultimate possibili- argues a mind that cannot grasp a subject ties that lie before him. “I intend to do as a whole. Caprice in others is a series that some day,” and “1, too, shall attain of shocks administered to our moral sys. to that coveted end,” are the thoughts of tem. We are following out one line of children. They are in embryo; what may thought with respect to our friends, and not come out of it? Love is the brooding suddenly there comes a break in the conangel, and happiness is to be the form tinuity. It may arouse interest, but it is that chaos will take. So youth lives in the interest that springs from studying a the immediate moment, rejoicing that life disease. Caprice is never beautiful, and as yet has not taken its definite form, it always implies a want of depth in the that there are still inaterials out of which character. It is one of the childish qual. its future can be moulded to its will. Itsities that become unendurable in man. may yet be that we shall wake up to find hood, and the character that has it for an ourselves princes and princesses; circum- element, fails in the highest sense of stance and character our obedient sub- beauty. jects. Little does childhood realize that Our surroundings, too, should be haran inevitable destiny is moulding its life. monious with our life. It is not neces. It does not stay to work that out, - it is sary to sound the same notes to produce too anxious to take part in a drama in harmony. The word in.plies blending, wbich it is both author and actor. To but it almost forbids repetition. Nature some, conscious awakening never comes. is the great teacher. Her means and ends They continue to be surprised that things are consistent with each other. Nature do not turn out as they intended. They understands too well the art of barmony never learn to associate means with ends. to attempt impossibilities. She is alsay's They cannot understand that a certain up to the mark, but she does not overstep course of action must, by the law of its herself. Where the soil will not grow nature, tend to produce certain conse. lilies and roses, she contents herself with quences. It is not that they expect fairy daisies; but left to herself, she will always intervention, but they have never learned cover man's mistakes with a carefully the lesson that all nature is harmonious spun shroud. It is to learn this lesson to itself. As in physical nature matter more perfectly, that in later life we are has its laws, so spiritual and moral drawn away from mankind, to live with nature the laws of mind are inexorable. nature. A fuller growth iakes place when That the reaping shall follow upon the we feel ourselves in unison with all we sowing is both the bane and support of see, and when intercourse with nature human action. We are not gods, with a restores in us the balance that human power of creation, but neither are we the conflict has destroyed. Life in great cit. playthings of a blind chance. With open ies is inimical to harmony: The clash of eyes man moulds his destiny, from his interests is too fierce, and those who live birth to his death. As childhood passes much in great centres of human effort away, the need and the beauty of harmo- cannot sustain the sense of harmony, un. nious action increase. It is a link with less they come away for a time. The the eternal mind, and part of the chain form and manner of modern society in. that begins and ends again in eternity. crease the difficulty. The multitude of So far as our actions are the expression acquaintances, and ihe little time given to of the best possible for us, so far are we each, make intercourse necessarily broken weaving that chain of harmony. As we and unharmonious. Conversation takes fall out of tune we produce a discord, the form of epigram, and each sentence which will not only affect our own lives, must be cast into such a form as not necbut will confuse the sense of harmony in essarily to demand a second for its comothers, and leave its mark throughout our pletion. By degrees, our thoughts follow circle. Each life has its own chord, our words, and each opinion becomes which it has to complete. It can be left rounded and finished off to fit into each uncompleted, but we can complete no question that may arise. Nothing can be other. Thoughts, words, and actions viewed as a whole, should make up one perfect whole. its details. So near are we in great cities, Hence, the sense of pain produced by all that it is almost impossible not to take incongruities and want of proportion in each detail for the whole. Then arises
we are too near to
irritation, from the sense of the unfitness germs he already possesses is in the of each separate opinion expressed to power of man alone. If the horizon is bear the structure of our whole line of narrower than in early life, it is also clearthought. We have uttered an epigram, er. The mists of morning are dispersed, but we have not stated our judgment as it and it may be that the mountains that really is. To do that requires time and bar our way are discovered at our very opportunity, which society, neglectful of feet. But if it is not given to us to asthe individual, in its care for the whole, cend their heights, it is given to us to cannot afford to any one of its members. dwell in the valleys that run up into the The utterance, unfathered and without heart of those great hills. We can revo offspring, must stand or fall by itself, erence those who scale their rocky sides, while we may be thankful if we are not but we can also rejoice in our own small through it labelled, and placed in a pigeon- piece of God's heritage. It is possible hole to which we are as foreign as a dove to make that so fair and perfect, by mak. to a hawk's nest. Then it is that we fall ing our lives harmonious in quiet accord back for consolation upon ourselves as a with our circumstances, that those who whole. No doubt, that judgment which, come across us will be soothed and rein its bare statement, sounds so incongru- freshed by the sense of that harmony of ous to what we feel, has a root in us some which we ourselves, perhaps, are only where. fits with something else in dimly conscious. our character. We have defended the action of the Irish tenant to-day through the same line of thought which obliges us to sympathize with the Irish landlord
From Fraser's Magazine. to-morrow. After all, if words go for
SOLILOQUIUM FRATRIS ROGERI BACONIS. much, they do not stand for all. That from which they spring is our real selves,
ANNO DOMINI 1292: and it is that wbich must be made harmo. (Being the tenth year of his imprisonment). nious as a whole. Harmony in the lives of different indi.
O DAY! if it be day, - O Night! if night, viduals must necessarily take a different On my sepulchral lamp I waste my sight, expression. To find out the special chord And if this form be mine I scarcely know and sound it perfectly, is what gives su- aright. preme interest to human life. It should
II. enter equally into the smallest as well as Cold bones of finger-shadows on the wall the greatest actions. It makes each ac- ! Life's changeful motive powers alone retion important in itself, as a note which call, goes to make up the music of the whole. Now, trembling – raised in prayer -- now, It does not preclude versatility, for a ver. when they droop or fall. satile character may, like a Tarantala dance in music, be harmonious to itself.
The clergy's evil life, when I proclaimed, The sense of harmony restores the pro. My labors for man's progress were defamed portion between the ideal and the practi- | As Devil-instil'd Black Art — and the pope's cal, it tests one by the other; while in its ear they claim'd. nature it is progressive, and consequently satisfying. As there must be no abrupt
I bear his lasting frown, which chains me ending to harmonious sound, so chance here, and caprice must as far as possible be With food scarce fit, or a too scanty cheer ; banished from our lives. Harmony adds My bed a wooden bench, more like a dead a dignity to what would otherwise be mere man's bier. strusgling against adverse circumstances. As life goes on, the force must be gradu
And yet, th’ o'ercharg'd jars of th’illumin'd ally gathered in, and concentrated upon mind some main thread. We must cease to be Work free as beams of heaven or ocean's children playing with our materials, we wind, must use them to build up the houses in which nothing less than Death - if Death which we are to dwell. To be grown up,
himself can bind. means that we have come to enjoy the grown-up tastes of order, balance, and
Something forever thrills the pregnant dark, proportion. We have come to recognize Wherein my spirit seems a germ or spark; our gift of judgment, but at the same time Invisible currents pass — I feel, but cannot we realize that to foster or suppress the mark.
XVI. The darkness oft ferments - a gleam ap- Things shall be found, made, miracled (so pears!
seeming) Earth's mainspring works, confused thro' By men who starve 'midst laughter at their human tears :
scheming, I know what must be found - but also the And the world grow more proud from their long years.
XVII. They creep, and creep, o'er life's death- Men shall fly through the clouds, with steersanded shore,
ing sails; In triumphs, heart-breaks, sleep, and wild Work factories by tides; weigh stars by seas' roar;
scales; Plans for new Babylons, — wrecks of all things In earth, air, sea, new powers sleep till man's built of yore.
Heat shall preclude smoke's birth, and broad
housetops Bear things more beautiful than hard street
shops, — Groves, gardens, aviaries, orchards, or serial
Oh, could I once but touch, or faintly see,
Or clearly dream of things I feel must be, I pray the Lord Christ's pardon, having The secret might be gained of nature's mas
Something perhaps I should not, under
But human good and ill the mind alone can But in monastic walls of flesh confined,
bound. Our sun hath burst not yet all buds of mind,
XX. Which bloom in hope alone, not knowing what's designed.
If it shall change the arms, force, Art of
Extremes will come, and end the bloody jar, I would be far — be first, in man's advance ;
And my space-wandering ghost find its ab. But when my hand was thrust beyond my
For days must dawn when man shall tire of
And touch the trembling secret of this life, He, in his palace, Hell's and Heaven's keys And catch a glimpse beyond with different bears ;
wonders rife. Sane and insane, he smiles, scoffs, yet half fears,
XXII. Taunting me with dark spells for weighing A ship, ere sunrise, through dense shadows and measuring spheres.
A thunder, with no visible lightning, boomXIV.
ing; Yet, nathless, far-off stars could I bring near An Angel's presence felt, my cell's dark vault My prison grating; make fused metals veer,
illuming! By quickening Nature's course, and infant gold appear.
Thus Science, Art, and the all-conquering XV.
Soul Heaven's planets' constant influence on our Will gain a calculated, fix't control, earth,
While through the midnight space invisible And thence on man (clear as the laws of planets roll.
birth) We may watch, note, and calculate our life's
XXIV. full worth.
Spirits akin to life's ecstatic light,
Are ever darting through the magic night, • The pope, or mock-sun (Nicholas III.) who or- And struggle for clear dawn as Samson for his dered Friar Bacon's imprisonment.