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may, for the sake of popular intelligibility, such incidents have given rise. Here call its equator. It assumes the form of again is a phenomenon which we cannot two nearly globular bodies, connected, realize - two contemporary and coequal dumb-bell like, by a narrow neck. This beings possessing, up to a certain point at neck becomes narrower, and at last the least, a common psychical lise. Let us for two globes are set free, and appear as two a moment suppose that the propagation of individuals in place of one! What are the higher animals took place in a similar the relations of these two new beings to

We should see, e.g., the mature the antecedent form and to each other? man split up into two equal and similar We examine them with care ; they are men, each remembering, knowing, believequal in size, alike in complexity, or rathering, and feeling, up to the day of fission, simplicity, of structure. We cannot say all that the other remembered, knew, bethat either of them is more mature or lieved, or felt; each, too, it might be more rudimentary than the other. We contended by moralists, equally sharing can find in their separation from each the merits or demerits of the antecedent other no analogy to the separation of the form, and each at a loss to say when bis young animal or the egg from its mother, own personality took its rise. or to the liberation of a seed from a plant. Neither of them is parent, and neither offspring. Neither of them is older or younger than the other. Or shall we try

From The Economist. to regard them as brothers sprung from

IMMIGRATION INTO THE UNITED STATES. the same parent? If so, where is that parent? If living, let it be shown ; if dead, The immigration returns of the United where are its remains ? No organic -- or States Bureau of Statistics for the fiscal indeed any other — matter was separated year ending the 30th June last show an out when the two new beings took their enormous increase in the influx of foreign rise. All the substance of the body of emigrants. In each of the past ten years the original protozoon is included, and the number of arrivals has been:equally included, in the body of the two

No. of individuals before us. Thus we see that

Immigrants. Year. Iminigrants 1882

789,003 1877 the essential ideas of the life of the

141.857 animals — birth, growth, maturity, parent- 1880

669,431 1876 . 169,956 457,257 1875

227.498 age, brotherhood, term of life, and suc- 1879


313.339 cessive generations – have, if applied to 1978 138,469 1873 · 459,803 these humble and minute beings, simply compared with the previous year, there no meaning. The process of reproduc

was in 1881-2 an increase in the arrivals tion, or rather of multiplication, must, as of 119.572, or about eighteen per cent., far as we can see, be repeated in the same and the sources whence this increase manner forever. Accidents excepted,

were derived are shown in the following they are immortal; and frequent as such

table: accidents must be, the individuals whom they strike might, or rather would, like the England and Wales 85,175 65,204 18,971 rest of their community, have gone on Ireland

76,432 72,312 4.090 living and splitting themselves up for. Scotland

18,937 15,168 3.709 ever. It is strange, when examining cer


16,770 21,109 *4,339 tain infusoria under the microscope, to


249,505 210.495 39,025 consider that these frail and tiny beings


29,100 22,705 Sweden

64.607 49.760 14.847 were living, not potentially in their ances.

Dominion of Canada 98,303 125,391 *27,083 tors, but really in their own persons, per: China haps in the Laurentian epoch! This All other countries : 1 10,599 74.377 36,213

39.579 11,890 27,689 consideration opens up another question. These beings are not wholly unconscious. Total

789,003 639,431 119,572 They experience and retain impressions, The increasing flow of emigrants from however dimly and in however limited a sphere. But when the splitting up of one effects of Prince Bismarck's fiscal policy.

Germany is a significant indication of the individual into two distinct personalities To the enormous burdens imposed by the takes place, as we have described above, German military system bave now been we have then the curious phenomenon of added the pressure of a protective tariff, two distinct and equal beings whose past which enhances the cost of living, while it life is one, who will remember the same incidents and the same reactions to which

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has not had the anticipated effect of in- | Incessantly encroaching, numberless creasing wages; and it is no wonder, Beyond my water-drops, and buried them, therefore, that large numbers of the peo- And all is silence, solitude and death, ple are finding life at home so little toler. Exanimate silence while the waste winds howl able that they are eager to fock else. Over the sad immeasurable waste. where. Wheiher the United States can

Dusk memories haunt me of an infinite past, continue to absorb such large masses of Ages and cycles brood above my springs, population is another question. So far Though I remember not my primal birth. as the influx is made up of persons fol. So ancient is my being and august, lowing agricultural pursuits, 'it probably I know not anything more venerable ; need excite no apprehension. For such Unless, perchance, the vaulting skies that hold persons there is a practically unlimited The sun and moon and stars that shine on me;

The air that breathes upon me with delight; field. It is very different, however, with

And Earth All-Mother, all-beneficent, the industrial portion of the immigrants. Who held her mountains forth like opulent The effect of the American tariff, it is to breasts be remembered, is to restrict home pro- To cradle me and feed me with their snows, ducers to the home markets, and there are And hollowed out the great sea to receive already indications of those markets be. My overplus of flowing energy: coming overstocked. It may be doubted, Blessed forever be our Mother Earth. therefore, whether there is scope for an

Only, the mountains that must feed my expansion of industrial activity sufficient

springs to accommodate the great influx of new Year after year and every year with snows workers, so long, at least, as the present As they have fed innumerable years, fiscal arrangements are maintained. This, These mountains they are evermore the same, however, only time will show.

Rooted and motionless; the solemn heavens
Are evermore the same in stable rest;
The sun and moon and stars that shine on me
Are evermore the same although they move :

I solely, moving ever without pause,
From The Fortnightly Review. Am evermore the sanie and not the same;

Pouring myself away into the sea,
I COME from mountains under other stars

And self-renewing from the farthest heights; Than those reflected in my waters here;

Ever-fresh waters strea down and down, Athwart broad realms, beneath large skies, I The one old Nilus constant through their flow,

change. Between the Libyan and Arabian bills,

The creatures also whom I breed and feed And merge at last into the great Mid-Sea;

Perpetually perish and dissolve,
And make this land of Egypt. All is mine :
The palm-trees and the doves among the palms, To perish in their turn and be no more :

And other creatures like them take their place,
The corn-fields and the flowers among the corn, My profluent waters perish not from life,
The patient oxen and the crocodiles,

Absorbed into the ever-living sea
The ibis and the heron and the hawk,
The lotus and the thick papyrus reeds,

Whose life is in their full replenishment.
The slant-sailed boats that fit before the wind

Of all these creatures whom I breed and feed Or up my.rapids ropes hale heavily;

One only with his works is strange to me, Yea, even all the massive temple-fronts

Is strange and admirable and pitiable, With all their columns and huge effigies,

As homeless where all others are at home. The pyramids and Memnon and the Sphinx,

My crocodiles are happy in my slime, This Cairo and the City of the Greek

And bask and seize their prey, each for itself, As Memphis and the hundred-gated Thebes, And leave their eggs to hatch in the hot sun, Sais and Denderah of Isis queen ;

And die, their lives fulfilled, and are no more, Have grown because I fed them' with full life, And others bask and prey and leave their eggs. And flourish only while I feed them still.

My doves they build their nests, each pair its For if I stint my fertilizing food, Gaunt famine reaps among the sons of men And feed their callow young, each pair its own, Who have not corn to reap for all they sowed, None serves another, each one serves itself; And blight and. Janguishment are everywhere; All glean alike about my fields of grain, And when I have withdrawn or turned aside

And all the nests they build them are alike, To other realıns my ever-flowing streams, The old realms withered from their old re. Before the rearing of the pyramids,

And are the selfsame nests they built of old nown,

Before great Hekatompylos was reared; The sands came over them, the desert-sands,

Their cooing is the cooing soft and sweet The author of this poem died lamentably enough, That murmured plaintively at evening.tide and prematurely, in University College Hospital, shortly In pillared Karnak as its pillars rose; after correcting the proof, at the end of last month.

And they are happy floating through my palms.



my banks

But Man, the admirable, the pitiable, My other children live their little lives, These sad-eyed peoples of the sons of men, Are born and reach their prime and slowly fail, Are as the children of an alien race

And all their little lives are self-fulfilled; Planted among my children, not at home, They die and are no more, content with age Changelings aloof from all my family.

And weary with infirmity. But man The one is servant and the other lord,

Has fear and hope and phantasy and awe And many myriads serve a single lord : And wistful yearnings and unsated lovers So was it when the pyramids were reared, That strain beyond the limits of his life, And sphinxes and huge columns and wrought And therefore Gods and Demons, Heaven and

Hell: Were haled long lengthening leagues adown | This Man, the admirable, the pitiable. By hundreds groaning with the stress of toil Lo, I look backward some few thousand And groaning under the taskmaster's scourge,

years, With many falling foredone by the way, And see men hewing temples in my rocks Half-starved on lentils, onions and scant bread; | With seated forms gigantic fronting them, So is it now with these poor sellaheen

And solemn labyrinthine catacombs To whom my annual bounty brings fierce toil With tombs all pictured with fair scenes of With scarce enough of food to keep-in life.

life They build mud huts and spacious palaces; And scenes and symbols of mysterious death; And in the huts the moiling millions dwell, And planting avenues of sphinxes forth, And in the palaces their sumptuous lords Sphinxes couched calm, whose passionless Pampered with all the choicest things I yield : regard Most admirable, most pitiable Man.

Sets timeless riddles to bewildered time,

Forth from my sacred banks to other fanes Also their peoples ever are at war,

Islanded in the boundless sea of air, Slaying and slain, burning and ravaging,

Upon whose walls and colonnades are carved And one yields to another and they pass,

Tremendous hieroglyphs of secret things; While I low evermore the same great Nile,

I see embalming of the bodies dead The ever-young and ever-ancient Nile :

And judging of the disembodied souls; The swarthy is succeeded by the dusk,

I see the sacred animals alive, The dusky by the pale, the pale again

And statues of the various-headed gods, By sunburned turbaned tribes long-linen. Among them throned a woman and a babe,

robed: And with these changes all things change and Then I now forward some few thousand years,

The goddess crescent-horned, the babe divine. pass,

And see new temples shining with all grace, All things but Me and this old Land of mine,

Whose sculptured gods are beautiful human Their dwellings, habitudes and garbs and

forms. tongues :

Then I flow forward not a thousand years, I hear strange voices ; * never more the voice

And see again a woman and a babe, Austere priests chanted to the boat of death

The woman haloed and the babe divine ; Gliding across the Acherusian lake,

And everywhere that symbol of the cross Or satraps parleyed in the Pharaoh's halls;

I knew aforetime in the ancient days, Never the voice of mad Cambyses' hosts,

The emblem then of life but now of death. Never the voice of Alexander's Greece,

Then I flow forward some few hundred years, Never the voice of Cæsar's haughty Rome :

And see again the crescent, now supreme And with the peoples and the languages,

On lofty cupolas and minarets With the great Empires still the great Creeds Whence voices sweet and solemn call to prayer. change ;

So the men change along my changeless stream, They shift, they change, they vanish like thin And change their Faiths; but I yield all alike dreams,

Sweet water for their drinking, sweet as wine, As unsubstantial as the mists that rise

And pure sweet water for their lustral rites : After my overflow from out my fields,

For thirty generations of my corn In silver fleeces, golden volumes, rise,

Outlast a generation of my men, And melt away before the mounting sun;

And thirty generations of my men While I fow onward solely permanent

Outlast a generation of their gods ; Amidst their swiftly-passing pageantry.

O admirable, pitiable Man, Poor men, most admirable, most pitiable,

My child, yet alien in my family. With all their changes all their great Creeds change :

And I through all these generations flow For Man, this alien in my fam

Of corn and men and gods, all-bountiful, Is alien most in this, to cherish dreams Perennial through their transientness, sull fed And brood on visions of eternity,

By earth with waters in abundancy; And build religions in his brooding brain

And as I Rowed here long before they were, And in the dark depths awe-full of his soul.

So may I flow when they no longer are,

Most like the serpent of eternity: * “And Nilus heareth strange voices." — Sir Thomas Blessèd forever be our Mother Earth. Browne.

Nov., 1881.

JAMES Thomsox.

Fifth Series, Volume XXXIX.


No. 1997.-- September 30, 1882.

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The ocean sprites would woo thee from my

side, The strong hot breath of the land is lashing The wild sea horses, they rear and race;

And deem thee like their kindred, aye, un

true. The plunging bows of our ship are dashing Full in the fiery south wind's face.

They shall not touch thee!” Then I took

her hand,

And drew her nearer to the wide safe land. She rends the water, it foams and follows,

And the silvery jet of the towering spray, And the phosphor sparks in the deep wave Swift then the envious sea came nearer by, hollows,

And washed her footsteps from the darkling Lighten the line of our midnight way.


It would not even let them silent lie, The moon above, with its full-orb'd lustre,

Lest other touch than his should sweep them Lifting the veil of the slumb'rous land,

o'er, Gleams o'er a desolate island cluster,

“So, dearest !" said I, “would thy love should And the breakers white on the lonely sand.


But mine alone, as mine is but for thee! And a bare hill-range in the distance frowning

All The Year Round. Din wrapt in haze like a shrouded ghost, With its jagged peaks the horizon crowning,

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When the exile ends, and the years are told.

Cornhill Magazine. Ye who desire amid life's stress and strain

The silent spaces of the summer day,
Slow movements of leaf masses soft and


And the rich harvest of the varied plain.

Ye to whom rest is life, and silence gain,
My love and I went wandering hand in hand,

Whose burning feet have worn the dusty Upon the grey seashore one winter day;

way, The small white waves crept slowly towards

Tread hither lightly o'er the scented hay the land,

'Mid labor void of strife and toil of pain. Then turned again like children in their play, Here imaged in this new life of our age, But to return once more, methought they'd

Relive the sacred loves that death hath

sealed, greet My love, and lay their homage at her feet. Childhood's delight, and youth, and wounds

long healed, “ Ah! they would kiss thy feet, my dear,” I The burden of slow years — the present stage – cried.

Whence gazing on the old work that is done “E'en nature yearns to pay thee homage We question dimly of the work begun. due,



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