home, though on many farms it is suc- chase and capture of the bird, before the ceeded by a later and niore general feast. procession. The origin of this singular Now, the first part of the ceremony is custom has not yet been satisfactorily omitted, and the feast and merriment, discovered by Manx antiquarians. with a handful of corn in the room, and It appears, then, that when we have decorations of grain and fowers, still succeeded in landing in the Isle of Man recall the older and more picturesque for the arrangements for disembarking custom. There is, too, the hunting of are scandalously bad — and have escaped the wren on St. Stephen's Day, which from the rough holiday-makers, we shall has become simply ihe carrying round find many novel social habits well worth from house to house of a little dead bird study among the Manx, as well as much decked in ribbons, and the singing of bold and characteristic scenery. Manx songs. Formerly, there was the

TRIBUNALS OF BIRDS. - In the leading | the more select number. Some crime or other journal of Geneva well-known Alpine tourist had evidently been committed against rookpublishes an entertaining account of the pro- law. Scouts, too, were hovering in all direcceedings of a raven-tribunal, accidentally wit- tions, but so absorbed were they that my nessed by him during a recent excursion in the vicinity was unheeded. After a very few minSwiss mountains. Descending from the re- utes the manner of the criminal suddenly and gion of glaciers, he came upon a small secluded wholly changed. He bent his head, cawed glen, surrounded by thick cover, concealed in weakly, as it were imploringly, and drooped which he was enabled to contemplate a strange his wings, as if pleading for mercy.

It was spectacle. From sixty to seventy ravens had useless. The select circle went in at once, formed a circle round one of their fellows, and, picking him to pieces, left a mangled obviously a misdemeanant, whose alleged de- carcass in less time than I write of it. Then linquencies they were eagerly engaged in dis: they and all the rest, scouts as well, set up a cussing with infinite clatter of croaking and sort of exulting screaming, and flew away, wing-Happing. Every now and then they in- some to their neighboring home, and others – terrupted their debates for a brief space to the greater number I may say:

-across the listen to the energetic representations of the fields. On picking up the remains I found a prisoner, who conducted bis own defence with shapeless mass, but was able to discern that it amazing fervor, the judges breaking out into a was a male bird.” deafening chorus of comments and refutations after his every statement. Presently, having arrived at the unanimous conclusion that the arraigned bird had failed to exculpate itself, they suddenly flew upon him from all sides, NATURAL SPREAD OF THE APPLE-Tree and tore him to pieces with their powerful IN SOUTH AMERICA. — It is surprising how beaks. Having thus summarily executed their quickly the vegetation of many countries setown ser.tence, they dispersed, leaving the re- tled by Europeans has been modined. A mains of the dead offender bestrewing the very writer in Petermann's Mittheilungen on the seat of justice, as a dread warning to all Aora of Chili south of the Valdivia River, immorally-disposed ravens. A correspondent states that the scenery between the Rio Bueno writing to the Daily Telegraph on the same and its winding affluents reminds one very subject says : "On a sultry summer afternoon much of home. In the park-like prairies, asso. I was riding leisurely on horseback along a ciated with Fagus obliqua, a deciduous beech, quiet road in Norfolk - not many miles dis- i are numerous scattered apple-trees, originally tant from Norwich – when I was startled by introduced from Europe. The apple-tree has hearing an unusual commotion, within a short spread from Valdivia to Osorno, and even distance, amongst the dwellers of an adjacent crossed the Andes into north-western Patago. rookery. Quietly tying up my horse to a gate, nia, and thence eastward. Indeed, it has beI crawled some hundred feet or more to a gap come so widely spread, and so general, that in the hedge of a grass-field, where a rook the Indians from the distant regions of the 'trial by jury' was going on. The criminal Argentine rivers Rio Negro and Rio Colorado, - as undoubtedly he was — at first appeared are called Manzaneros, or Apple Indians. As very perky and jaunty, although encircled by a matter of fact, they and their kin in the about forty or fifty of an evidently indignant provinces of Valdivia and Osorno live far more sable fraternity, and assailed by the incessantly on the fruit of the apple-tree than any Euro. vehement cawing of an outer ring, consisting pean people, for it affords them both food and of many hundreds, each and all showing even wine. greater indignation than was manifested by

Fifth Series, Volume XXXIII.


No. 1909. – January 15, 1881.


From Beginning,

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II. MY FAITHFUL JOHNNY. Conclusion, Cornhill Magazine,

Contemporary Review, .
IV. VISITED ON THE CHILDREN. Part VI., All The Year Round,
V. A LARGE CRATER. By Prof. John Milne,
F.G.S., Japan,

Popular Science Review,
VII. New GUINEA. By Alfred R. Wallace,. Nature,

Pall Mall Gazette,

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ONE DAISY AND TWO VIOLETS. Wither'd, stands in summer air,
SENT FROM THE GRAVE OF KEATS, ROME, 1880. With one leaf growing here and there.
ONE daisy and two violets

So the thoughts of those far years
Mix and mingle their faint sweets,

Come into my heart, and look For they grew like soft regrets

For a moment in their fears, On the grave of English Keats,

Then shrink back as at rebuke, In that Rome in which the past

Whispering, as they pass away, Folds dusky wings and sleeps at last.

“Here all is changed; we cannot stay." Two violets and one daisy here

And I sigh, but sigh in vain, Meet me with their tender look,

For the past goes on and on, And my lost youth grows all clear,

Will not turn to lend again Like a pool in summer brook,

To this staider life one tone When the sunshine manifold

Of that music which was ours Turns all the pebbles into gold.

When day and night had bloom like flowers. In that time a spirit bright

One sweet daisy faint of dye,
Came and took me by the hand,
In his eyes was all the light

Violets that keep their sweets,
Of that wondrous pagan land

See, I place them, with a sigh,

In this book of English Keats,
Where the gods still dwell, but we
Are cold at heart and cannot see.

Where he sings with murmurous breath

That cannot feel the touch of death,
One light finger touch'd my heart,
And as fairy clouds arise

They will wither and become
When the wind's most cunning art

Things we may not touch but view, Rears them up against the skies,

Though they speak of that grand Rome So within me dreams rise up,

And the grave whereon they grew, Like angels holding each a cup.

Fading 'neath a gentle wrong

Between rich leaves of fadeless song. And I drank, and straightway came

ALEXANDER ANDERSON, Shapes of beauty, and their feet

Fraser's Magazine.
Made rare music, just the same

As those melodies so sweet
Which this spirit sang, for he
Was one great throb of song to me.

There were forms of half-seen things,
Shadows that the dim woods keep;

μαθoύσιν αυτώ, κου μαθούσι λήθομαι. Shapes of tender fashionings,

Aesch. Ag. 39. Such as those love who will reap

Is that love only blest Dim fields of the past, but leave

Which finds an outward voice? Behind them aught that tends to grieve.

Or is the love not best

That knows, but hides, its choice? Glimpses into high abodes

Doth music breathe no love,
Where the winds have never sound,

Because it tells no name?
Profiles of the idle gods
Lying half asleep, and crown'd

Do poets' verses move
With a wreath of vine which they

None but the poets' flame ? Felt with their fingers all the day.

Is that love only sure Naiads by the streams I saw,

Which shows to outward sight? Hamadryads by the trees;

Or doth it best endure Heard their voices in mute awe

That shuns to seek the light? Join together like soft seas,

Still waters run as deep When the winds aweary lie

As those that hurry by; For rest in hollows of the sky,

The little flowers that sleep
All the old life - ever young

Live, though they seem to die.
To young hearts — was mine. I lay
Lapp'd in songs this spirit sung;

Then keep thy treasure still,
I had nought to do with day,

Safe in thy secret breast. And the night was lit with beams

To open is to spill; And splendors from his golden dreams.

Unspoken love is best.

Thus soul shall speak to soul, Strange these simple flowers should bring

And heart shall beat to heart, Back that lost time unto nie;

Without the forced control Touch my dull day with the spring

Words, idle words, impart. Of what was, as when a tree,

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tion, to that Abbey to lie wherein is the “In society I have met Sheridan fre secret hope of all our great men. quently; he was superb!” So said By- Richard Brinsley Sheridan was born in ron, who had met him often and heard Dublin in 1751; his grandfather was a him quiz De Staël and snub Coleman, and seholar and the friend of Swift; his father who said that “Sheridan could soften was an actor of some celebrity in his day, even an attorney." “Whatever Sheridan a rival of Garrick, a teacher of elocution, has done or chosen to do,” says Byron, and the author of a well-known pronounc" has been par excellence, always the best ing dictionary; his mother was the auof its kind. He has written the best thoress of several plays, novels, and other comedy (“School for Scandal'), the best works now wholly forgotten. At nine drama ... the best farce ... and the years of age Brinsley was brought over to best address (monologue on Garrick), and England and placed at Harrow, where to crown all, delivered the very best ora. Moore tells us that "he was remarkable tion (the famous Begum speech) ever con- only as a very idle, careless boy, who ceived or heard in this country.”

contrived to win the affections and even A wit rather than a humorist, an orator admiration of the whole school, both more than a statesman, a brilliant writer masters and pupils, by the mere charm of of comedy and farce, Sheridan was his frank, genial manners, and by the equally at home in the salons of the great, occasional gleams of superior intellect in the repartee of the clubs, in the badi- which broke through all the indolence and nage and persiflage of the green-room, or indifference of his character.” At Harin the debates and conflicts of the House row his scholastic education may be said of Commons.

to have commenced and ended, for his Born of a mother of whom Dr. Parr father's circumstances were not suffisaid, “I once or twice met his mother, ciently flourishing to admit of his being she was quite celestial,and of a father sent to a university, and in his twentieth who was a man of letters, the instructor of year we find him an idler in Bath society Wedderburne, and the manager of a thea- - in which city his father was acting at tre, he yet started in life without means or the time — writing, in conjunction with a powerful friends, and rose to be — alas schoolfellow named Halked, a three-act for him! — the friend of princes, in whom farce, which no manager would accept,' he put his trust, and more fortunately the translating the “ Epistles of Aristænesupport of Fox and the Whig party, and tus,” publishing a miscellany, which never their finest orator. He lived to give to went beyond the first number, and prothe stage a comedy so bright and witty, so jecting other things which they fondly, graceful and mirthful, that it keeps its hoped would bring them fame and forpopularity to this day, and he added the tune, but which nobody appreciated exweight of his genius to the persecution of cept themselves. Some of the poems, Warren Hastings in a speech which however, that young Sheridan composed worked an assembly, already excited by at this time, addressed to the reigning the eloquent imagery of Burke, into a favorites of the pump-room, were far frenzy of enthusiasm.

above mediocrity, although his invocaThis man, with all his genius, wit, elo- tions to Delia, and the complaints of Sylquence, and fascinating manners, with vio, would not be at all to modern taste. inberited and acquired abilities, who had Every one knows what the Bath of that overcome all obstacles, and stood in the day was like; it was the resort of vale. first rank in society and in the House of tudinarian reputations as well as of imCommons, died poor, worn out by de- paired constitutions, of gamblers, advenbauchery, and with bailiffs about him. turers, fortune-hunters, scandal-mongers Nevertheless, in recognition of the purity and much worse. It was not a healthy of his political life, in admiration of his atmosphere for a good-looking, fascinatsplendid talents, when he passed away he ling, clever young fellow of twenty, who,


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his mother being dead, and his father | Having every confidence in his honor she being continually engaged in professional consented, and, while her father and duties, was left to do very much as he brother were engaged at a concert, she liked; and one of the least reprehensible and her lover, accompanied by a maid, things he did was to fall in love with the were dashing along the London road in a most beautiful and accomplished woman postchaise. Upon arriving in the mehe met. This was the daughter of the tropolis he took her to a friend of his well-known composer, Elizabeth Linley, family's, who was no other than Charles the famous singer — called by some the Lamb's uncle, the tallow-chandler and fair maid of Bath, by others St. Cecilia - theatre-goer, whom Elia has immortalized with whom every man was in love, in- in one of his delightful essays, and who cluding Brinsley's friend Halked, his own offered the runaways a passage on board brother Charles, rich Mr. Long, Sir one of his own ships that was just about Thomas Clarges, and one Captain Mat to sail for Dunkirk. Soon after they thews, a fashionable roué, a married man, arrived in France, Miss Linley became who had known her fronı her childhood. Mrs. Sheridan. The latter, a man of fortune and intellect, In the mean time Brinsley had received was a welcome and respected visitor at her a copy of the Bath Chronicle, in which father's house, and took advantage of his there was a furious attack upon himself position to endeavor to entangle her affec- by Matthews, and a threat to inflict public tions. But young Sheridan won the vic. chastisement upon him the first time they tory over all his rivals, and to him Miss met. No man of honor could live under Linley told the story of Captain Mat- such an insult in those days, and our thews's persecutions how he had sworn young Benedick at once returned to Ento destroy himself upon her refusing to gland, challenged his calumniator, and a see him; how, terrified by these threats, meeting was arranged in Hyde Park. her resolution had given way; how, as The weapons were to be swords; the soon as he entered the room where she hour arranged was six in the evening; the was, he had drawn a pistol from his pocket spot the Ring, the Rotten Row of that and, after locking the door, threatened to time. Upon arriving there, however, shoot himself before her eyes if she did Matthews objected to certain persons who not bind berself to see him again upon were loitering about, and it was mutually his return from London; and how, when agreed that the combatants should prohe found her inexorable to his base proceed to a coffee-house. After being reposals, he had vowed to destroy her repu- fused accommodation at the Bedford they tation. Brinsley, who knew the man well, adjourned to a private room of the Castle instead of playing the part of a chivalric Tavern, Henrietta Street, Covent Garlover, insinuated himself into Matthews's den. In a letter to Captain Knight, confiden in order to obtain proofs of Matthews's second, Sheridan thus dehis true designs for Miss Linley, scribes what followed : “Almost immediwomanlike, was too apt to believe in the ately on entering the room we engaged. sincerity of his ravings. On the very I struck Mr. Matthews's point so much out evening that he brought her certain let. of the line, that I stepped up and caught ters which placed the roué's villainous hold of his wrist, or the hilt of his sword, intentions beyond a doubt, he found her while the point of mine was at his breast. dangerously ill from a dose of poison | You ran in and caught hold of my arm which she had swallowed while in a state exclaiming, ‘Don't kill him.' I struggled of distraction.

hard to disengage my arm, and said his Antidotes being promptly applied, the sword was in my power. Mr. Matthews young lady recovered, but so great was called out twice or thrice, 'I beg my life.' her mortification that she protested she We were parted . . . Mr. Matthews then would not remain in Bath another day, hinted that I was rather obliged to your and Sheridan offered to escort her to interposition for the advantage; you deFrance, and there place her in a convent. clared that 'before you did so, both the

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