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weep. Then the archdeacon explained over the beautiful bay, who can say that those who without definite inten- that the egg does not still hang in its tion entered on the right side of the gate secret chamber? always succeeded in their plans, but The famous mineral springs of Pozthose who entered on the left failed in zuoli, so efficacious in many disorders, everything. Thus it became clear why were long believed to owe their healing all had gone well with the travellers,powers to Virgil's spells, and in the and Gervais somewhat inconsistently "Chronicles of Parthenope" it is related concludes his story with these words: that at a later period the physicians of “On Thy will, O Lord, depend all things, the famous school of Salerno found and no one can resist that will."
their gains so materially diminished Conrad of Querfurt, chancellor of the that some of them secretly embarked Emperor Henry VI. of Germany, has for Pozzuoli, where they effaced the left a remarkable letter written from inscription over the door of the baths, Sicily in 1194 to his friend the Abbot of so that no one might henceforth know Hildesheim, in which he tells the mar- of their miraculous powers. But on vels which he saw in his travels. Italy their return voyage they were overat that time being but little visited by taken by a violent storm, and all were northern antiquarians, was regarded by drowned between Capri and the headthem as a land of mystery and enchant- land of Sorrento, except one who was ment, and we need not be surprised to penitent and afterwards told the story learn that Conrad saw with terror of this evil deed. Scylla and Charybdis, and many other The subject of Virgil as an enchanter marvels of classic days. He, however, disappears from literature with the was not travelling as an archæologist, fanciful French and German rhyming but had gone to Italy charged by Henry romances of the thirteenth century, VI, with the execution of his tyrannous which have little value as literary proedict for the dismantling of the fortif- ductions. These, regardless of the cations of Naples. They had been built, facts of history, generally represent the Conrad declares, by Virgil himself, who poet in a somewhat discreditable light. bad besides, as a Palladium, made a They usually make Rome and the court small model of them which he enclosed of Augustus the scene of his achievein an air-tight bottle. This would have ments, and though often childish, are been an effectual safeguard against sometimes amusing. The poet's conarmies and emperors, but for a small nection with the Eternal City lingered crack which was discovered in the long in various local names. Near the bottle, sufficiently accounting for the Colosseum a ruined fountain where ease with which Conrad fulfilled his once the gladiators washed was long master's orders.
called the “Fontana di Virgilio," and This legend takes another form as the name "Tor de' Specchi” (Tower of told by Caracciolo in his account of the Mirrors), still borne by a street near the fortress of the Castel dell' Ovo (Castle Capitol, recalls a legend which says of the Egg), probably so called from that here, like the Lady of Shalott, in a the shape of the islet on which it stands. chamber in a lofty tower, he could Virgil, according to the story, had much delight in this castle, and taking an egg,
-moving through a mirror clear, the first ever laid by a certain hen, he
That hung before him all the year, put it in a bottle which he enclosed in
Shadows of the world appear, a small iron cage. This cage he suspended from a beam in a certain cham- and nothing that was passing even in ber of the castle, with strong doors distant lands could be concealed from securely locked. On the safety of this him. egg the existence of the castle was to This tower perhaps was also the scene depend, and as at the present day it of a gruesome tale of Virgil's death still stands on its rocky islet, frowning quoted by Sir Walter Scott in the notes
to an early edition of the “Lay of the Winchester's interesting biography will Last Minstrel.” According to this, the help to preserve his memory. But poet-enchanter had discovered a means events and persons succeed one another of renewing his youth, and with this quickly; year by year the roll-call grows object he commanded his faithful ser- of those who are worthy to be rememvant to kill him, cut his body in pieces, bered; and, whether we will or not, the salt them, and put them into a barrel, vividness of the past fades away. Beplacing the head above and the heart fore it is too late, it may be worth in the midst. The servant was to keep while to retrace a few personal remithe secret close, and wait patiently for niscences of a man remarkable in many a certain time before working a charm ways, a man of exceptionally vigorous which was to complete the process of intellect, and of an essentially true and rejuvenation. The emperor, uneasy at generous heart. Virgil's long absence, obliged the ser- Often in great men their little ways vant to conduct him into the spell- . of saying and doing are more really guarded tower. When they entered the indicative of what they are than their chamber where the barrel stood, the public utterances and more conspicuous emperor, concluding that his favorite performances. It may be mere idle had fallen a victim to the wickedness gossip that Marshal Soult was fond of of the servant, killed the man at once, stewed beef-steaks, or Professor Conand thus the charm was lost, and Virgil ington of sweet puddings, but there is a never returned to life.
glimpse into character in Pitt locking We conclude in the words of old his study door when called away Bartolommeo Caracciolo, the Neapoli- hastily, instead of staying to put his tan chronicler:
papers in their drawers. There may be “Of the said Virgil I might tell many character in things so trivial as the way more things that I have heard, but be of sharpening a pencil or of shaving cause the greater number appear to me one's chin. Because these little things fabulous and false, I have not wished to are less studied and more spontaneous, fill men's minds with such follies, and they are often a revelation of self. In because much has been said above of breeman, whatever there was eccentric Virgil which I, the writer of them, be- is easily accounted for.
His was a lieve less than any one else. I beg all peculiar bringing up, under his grandmy readers to hold me excused because mother, and a peculiarly sensitive temI do not wish to diminish the fame of perament. He began life with very this most distinguished poet, and the strong likes and dislikes, and these had good-will which he always bore to this room to develop themselves in the lonerenowned city of Naples. But God liness of his home-training. When a alone knew, and ever knows, the truth child, he could not bear to see the forks of all things, and this I truly say, that on the dining-table with the prongs upif I have written anything false or wards, and he would go round the table fabulous, I have duly advertised the reversing them one by one.
It was reader thereof."
trivial, but it showed in embryo an K. V. COOTE. idiosyncratic way of seeing things, and
tenacity in standing by his opinions. Even if Freeman had ever been sent to a public school or into Parliament, his
angularities would probably have been
From Temple Bar. the same to the end. RECOLLECTIONS OF EDWARD AUGUSTUS My first sight of Freeman was the day FREEMAN.
after my coming up to Trinity College, As one of the foremost writers of our Oxford. To the freshman of yesterday day, and as one of our greatest his everything was strange; but peculiarly torians, the late Mr. Freeman will not so was the apparition in one's room of soon be forgotten; and the Dean of a youthful hirsute “don," especially as
though the visit was friendly, there was in defence of the oppressed anywhere. nothing in the manner and demeanor to Were he alive now, his voice would be show it. To the last, though this shy- loud on behalf of Armenia and Crete. ness wore off, the brusquerie remained, On the Stinchcombe Hills, near Dursand too often gave an impression of un- ley, especially on the level summit of kindness where none was meant. Had Uleybury, we had many a gallop. Free any one told Freeman that his tone to a man enjoyed riding, though not a good servant was harsh or overbearing he horseman, nor accustomed to it in would have been shocked. When I re- youth. But he liked going fast and viewed the first volume of his “Norman shouting the old Norse war cry “Ha Conquest,” Freeman asked the editor, Rou!" or a chorus from Aristophanes, through me, to insert a refutation of or, like Walter Scott, declaiming Border something which I had written. The ballads as he rode, he would repeat editor's reply to me was that one so aloud some old monkish jingle, as severe to others must not be sensitive "Tunc Rex Edvardus debacchans ut himself. The “Bashi Bazouk of litera- leopardus." He was fond of animals; ture" some one called him, a title sin- the horses had pet names from Teutonic gularly distasteful to one so fiercely or Scandinavian legends—Rollo, Otto, anti-Turkish as Freeman.
Bruno; he liked their companionship, While staying at Northampton, under though knowing almost nothing about his grandmother's roof, I made excur- horses. His love for dumb creatures sions with Freeman to the churches of made him intolerant of vivisection, and the county famed for spires and his dislike to foxhunting as a cruel sport squires. One fine morning in spring we was intensified by his want of symreached the station just as the train for pathy with the typical foxhunter. Wellingborough starting. The Even at Somerlease, where in his policeman at the wicket-gate stopped later years circumstances made him a us, of course. Freeman was very in- country gentleman, he could not assimdignant, and strove to force his way in, ilate himself completely to his surloudly denouncing, what appeared to roundings. When Freeman was him, this vexatious interference of guest in Herefordshire, it was not albureaucracy. But the man was doing ways easy to keep the peace between his duty, and we were wrong; my him and our other guests. From a friend's explosion of anger was typical repugnance to what he regarded as of his dislike to officialism. Another mere conventionality he would not time I witnessed a protest on Freeman's dress for dinner. One evening, when part with more provocation for it. In a some one had tried to persuade him to travelling circus near Dursley acrobats conform, he came down to the drawingwere performing, one standing, as room in white from head to foot by way usual, on the shoulders of another, the of protest against fashion. Another audience appauding noisily. When, time, when some visitors were anhowever, a little child was hoisted up to nounced and he was stretched at full stand on the outstretched palm of the length on the sofa, he moved not, only topmost acrobat, Freeman shouted, glared at them, and probably, had they “Shame, shame!” though the sightseers, accosted him, would have replied by a angry at the interruption, drowned his grunt or a grow.l. Yet he would have voice with cries of "Turn him out.” given his life to save a fellow-creature. Freeman did not stop to consider that That the small amenities of social interwhat to him was frightfully dangerous course have to do with the daily happiwas very probably no terror at all to the ness and the daily duties of life was to circus-boy. A helpless child seemed to him unintelligible; such things were him to be ill-used, and, whether others dwarfed to him by the greatness of the were on his side or not, he would not sit questions, historical and political, which by in silence. It
the same filled his mind. chivalrous resentment which fired him The most distinctive trait in Freeman
was, I think, thoroughness. This gave ity, the commoners were as though they force and directness to whatever he were not. President, fellow, scholars to said, and deepened while it narrowed him were the college; passmen had no his sympathy. Sparing himself raison d'être for him. The words trouble in verifying a name or a date in "Trinity College” to him meant Trinity the dim past, he seemed unable to ap- College, Oxford, as if the great sister preciate the same concentration of foundation at Cambridge, the greatest energy on very minute things in other college in Christendom, had no existdepartments of knowledge. He would insist again and again that "Karl," not I have tried to illustrate what seems “Charlemagne,” is right, that almanac to me the idiosyncrasy of my friend, an and calendar should be spelt with a k, individuality more strongly marked that Hastings should be "Senlac," but than any other which I have known. he would not see that the same thor- An Italian once epitomized Garibaldi to oughness is needed even about a butter- as, “Gran cuore, piccola intelfly's wing or a beetle's thigh. What he ligenza.” No one could apply the latter saw he saw with a clearness and dis part of the description to Freeman, yet tinctness almost unique, and could ex- in many ways he reminded one of the press with equal lucidity of style. His Italian hero. There was the same mind was like a map. When his other leonine aspect, the same generous, un. writings are forgotten, his Historical selfish ardor, the same nobleness of soul Geography will live on. Perhaps none too rare among men. The world is but himself could have made such a poorer, darker, colder, when men like synopsis of the ever-changing frontiers these pass away. of nations, comprehensive, exact, alive
I. G. S. with human interest. What he knew he knew thoroughly, and he knew when he did not know. He was especially intolerant of metaphysics. To him everything was either concrete or not at all.
· From The Speaker. He abhorred cloudland. Freeman had
THE ART OF GEORGE DU MAURIER. the centrical point fixed and definite The world of pictorial satire is still towards which every radius of the cir- lamenting a grievous loss. Mr. Punch cle, unless life is to be purposeless and has not yet replaced Charles Keene; he desultory, must converge, but he wanted will have still more difficulty in finding the circumference. This narrowness, successor to George Du Maurier. remarkable in so lively and energetic a There are clever pencils at his comnature, Freeman-I think not altogether mand, but none of them has either the unconsciously-fostered instead of com- sphere or the particular breeding we bating. He would often profess utter associate with the creator of Mrs. Ponignorance if the subject lay beyond his sonby de Tomkyns, Sir Gorgius Midas, own special range. On the other hand, Postlethwaite, and a dozen more types he would be impatient and surprised if of the society in which Du Maurier his own allusions to out-of-the-way in- found his quarry. Far inferior to cidents in history were not understood Keene in technique, he had more orig. immediately. "Who is Alma Tadema ?” i: al humor, a closer observation, a more he asked at a time when the artist's distinct faculty for disentangling in. name was everywhere. Green of Or- dividuality from the crowd. Critics of ford was to him as a matter of course black-and-white were apt to speak dishis friend and fellow-worker, "Johnnie dainfully of his later drawing. While Green," as he called him, the historian; Charles Keene is a draughtsman of he shut his eyes to the fame of another European fame, Du Maurier constantly “Green of Oxford" of the same date offended the canons of his art with his equally famous in another way. To Minerva-like demoiselles, beetle-browed Freeman, during his residence in Trin- and ponderous in the chin, and usually
about ten feet high. Mr. Phil May England and America. Even Miss could give him points in artistic work. Marie Corelli, who is also a portent, has manship, and Mr. Bernard Partridge not enjoyed so prodigious a popularity. easily surpassed him in pure dexterity. Mr. Du Maurier's head was not turned. But these young artists would be the He did not battle with his hostile refirst to admit that the Du Maurier tra- viewers, nor write splenetic letters dition, like the Leech tradition, is a about the gossips. Parsons with fashmonument that overtops them. It be- ionable congregations did not write longs to the continuity of pictorial his- articles on “George Du Maurier as I tory, to that larger discourse which is know him," suggesting that his work occupied with the subject rather than was a Sinaitic revelation. He turned the treatment. When we think of Mrs. some reminiscences of his student days Ponsonby de Tomkyns, we remember into a romance, which, with no pretenher as a social figure admirably ob- sion to literature, has a charm of its served, and forget the occasional de own even to mau who find its renown fects of technical handling. Du inexplicable. With absolute disregard Maurier's purely literary sense stood for accuracy in his creation of a musical him in such stead that the shortcomings prodigy, he contrived, nevertheless, to of his pencil were of comparatively convey the emotional effect of music as little moment. We have a suspicion it has rarely been expressed in language. that the physiognomy of Sir Gorgius Moreover, there is something in Trilby Midas is all wrong. Instead of looking herself which is singularly fresh and like one of the least prepossessing winning-something in the true roman. denizens of the “Zoo,” he ought to he a tic manner that atones for many pages very sleek, well-groomed, not ill-edu- of irritating commonplace and cheap cated animal, with plutocratic vulgarity sentiment. In his story, "The Marexuding from all the fastidious appoint- tian,” which is just begun in Harper's, ments of a man about town. But Du Mr. Du Maurier describes his schoolMaurier rarely failed to catch the men- days with that mixture of French and tal attributes of his characters with English which is one of the agreeable exceptional acumen; and it is just that characteristics of his artless method, important gift which is possessed in far though he was too fond of writing less degree by the men who have car- French-admirable French-as if he ried the art of black-and-white to a were giving lessons in that tongue. A perfection he never approached.
great master of English fiction set Mr. On his literary side he had a por- Du Maurier the example of this manner, tentous vogue which must have aston- though it would be absurd to make comished him not a little. Charles Reade parisons between the efforts of the did not write novels till he was forty. deferential pupil and certain scenes in Du Maurier turned to story-telling when "The Newcomes." It is evident thai he was nearly sixty, and achieved a the plot of “The Martian" is to be still popular Success that Reade never more incredible than that of “Trilby," dreamed of. That “Trilby” owed for the idea of a young gentleman who something to the author's drawings is becomes the greatest writer in England likely enough, though his earlier novel, by means of some inspiration from the “Peter Ibbetson," which he also illus- planet Mars evidently belongs to fairy trated, did not attract any widespread tale of the childlike kind. attention. But the story of the model in But although “Trilby" brought Mr. the Quartier Latin, who, while in Du Maurier fortune, and the hysterical hypnotic trances, became the greatest raptures of readers and playgoers in the singer Europe had ever heard, and re- British Islands and the American con. mained totally unconscious of this tinent, he must have felt that his real celebrity to the day of her death, did reputation was bound up with Punch. A unquestionably make an extraordinary few years hence the name and fame of appeal to the great mass of readers in "Trilby" will be buried beneath heca