ber or very weak soap and water may be borne in mind. Thus, comparing it with used.

silver, the bulk of a given weight of aluminThe process of soldering aluminium also ium is nearly four times that of the same is worthy of note. The solder used is com- weight of silver, so that if one ounce of silposed of zinc, copper, and aluminium, and ver were required for an article, four similar the pieces of the article intended to be joined articles could be made of one ounce of alumust be “ tinned," as in ordinary soldering minium. Its lightness is, as we have before with tin, with the aluminium-solder itself. observed, one of its principal qualities, the The pieces are then exposed to a gas blow-specific gravity of platinum is 21:5, of gold pipe or other flame; but in order to unite 19:5, tin, 7.3, while that of aluminium is only the solderings, small tools of the metal it- 2:6. The lightness which it communicates self must be used. Tools of copper or brass, to the bronze, whose durability, hardness, such as are employed in soldering gold and and immense strength nearly equal that of silver, are not permissible, as they would the best steel, renders probable its future form colored alloys; moreover, no flux extensive use in the construction of buildwhatever can be used, as all the known sub- ings, the manufacture of ordnance, and other stances employed for that purpose attack the objects where strength and lightness are remetal, and prevent the adhesion of the pieces. quired to be combined. The use of the little tools of aluminium is an Having witnessed how admirably the art which the workman must acquire by French have applied this metal to ornapractice, as at the moment of fusion the mental and fanciful objects, it will be a matsolderings must have friction applied, the ter of future interest to watch the develmelting taking place suddenly and com- opment of its applications, as a British pletely.

manufacture, to more solid and practical obIn comparing the price by weight of this jects. with other metals, its greater bulk must be

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From The Examiner. “ Marked the shower of sunlight breaking Verses and Translations. By C. S. C. Cam

Through the crimson panes o’erhead, bridge: Deighton, Bell, and Co. Lon

And on pictured wall and window

Read the histories of the dead : don: Bell and Daldy.

« Till the kneelers round us, rising, We looked into these pages expecting Crossed their foreheads and were gone; what is usually found in the books of verse And o'er aisle and arch and cornice, that are being daily printed, glanced over, Layer on Layer, the night came on." and put aside. But we were surprised by Except in admirably felt translation of the little book into laughter, and charmed fragments from the English poets into by its whimsical grace or grotesque sugges- Latin, or from Latin and Greek poets into tion now and then running into lines hardly English verse, that is the only direct glimpse surpassed in their way since the days of

we have here of the serious side of C. S. C. Thomas Hood. For C. S. C. has the mind His Latin verses have sometimes a true of a young poet underlying his burlesque. melody of their own when they are serious, In one poem, indeed, this triumphs over his but even in Latin C. S. C. is apt at sense of the ludicrous ; the medley of par- burlesque; witness his Carmen Sæculare, ody and burlesque entitled Dover to Munich MDCCCLIII with the mock gravity of its passing by smooth gradation into an earnest, Latin notes by a commentator, and its whim-. honest close among the dreams of the art sical touches of parody. Here are--for we capital :

must quote a bit of the Latin-some heroics * Pallas there, and Jove, and Juno,

upon the undergraduates' winter enjoyment * Take' once more ' their walks abroad,' of tobacco-with an indication of the procUnder Titian's fiery woodlands

tors : And the saffron skies of Claude :

" At juvenis (sed eruda viro viridisque juven* There the Amazons of Rubens

tus) Lift the failing arın to strike,

Quærit bacciferas, tunica pendente,* tabernas : And the pale light falls in masses

Pervigil ecce Baco furva depromit ab arca On the horsemen of Vandyke;

Splendidius quiddam solito, plenu mque sapoAnd in Berghem's pools reflected

Laudat, et antiqua jurat de stirpe Jamaicæ. Hang the cattle's graceful shapes,

O fumose puer, nimium ne crede Baconi : And Murillo's soft boy-faces

Manillas vocat; hoc prætexit nominc caules. Laugh amid the Seville grapes ;

Te vero, cui forte dedit maturior ætas And all purest, loveliest fancies

Scire potestates herbarum, te quoque quanti That in poet's souls may dwell

Circumstent casus, paucis (adverte) docebo. Started into shape and substance

Præcipue, seu raptat amor te simplicis herbæ,t At the touch of Raphael.

Seu potius tenui Musam meditaris avena,

Procuratorem fugito, nam ferreus idem est. ** Lo! her wan arms folded meekly,

Vita semiboves catulos, redimicula vita And the glory of her hair

Candida: de cælo descendit OWCE GEAUTÓV. Falling as a robe around her,

Nube vaporis item conspergere præter euntes Kneels the Magdalene in prayer;

Jura vetant, notumque furens quid femina

possit : “And the white-robed Virgin-mother

Odit enim dulces saccos anus, odit odorem; Smiles, as centuries back she smiled,

Odit Lethæi diffusa volumina fumi."
Half in gladness, half in wonder,
On the calm face of her Child :-

The English rhymes are quite as amusing. “And that mighty Judgment-vision

Now it is the mock sentimental lover who Tells how man essayed to climb

writes lines suggested by the fourteenth of Up the ladder of the ages,

February, showing to some damsel how Past the frontier walls of Time;

“Ere the morn the east has crimsoned, “Heard the trumpet-echoes rolling

When the stars are twinkling there,
Through the phantom-peopled sky,
And the still voice bid this mortal

* tunicâ pendente : b. e. “suspensa e brachio.” Put on immortality.

Quod procuratoribus illis valde, nt ferunt, displicebat. Dicunt vero morem a barbaris tractum, urbem Bosporiam in fi. Iside habitantibus. Baca

ciferas tabernas : id. q. nostri vocant " tobacco“Thence we turned, what time the blackbird

shops." Pipes to vespers from his perch,

t'herbe-avená. Duo quasi genera artis poeta And from out the clattering city

videtur distinguere.


pipe," recte Past into the silent church;




(As they did in Watts’ hymns, and the two books derive their main charm. It

Made him wonder what they were :) is Christmas time, when frolic is in season, When the forest-nymphs are beading Fern and flower with silvery dew

we make room, therefore, for another of the My infallible proceeding

strains of C. S. C. ; and admit an English Is to wake, and think of you."

as well as a Latin recognition of the treas

ures of the Cambridge Bacon :-and so forth. Now it is this solemn close to an Ode “on a Distant Prospect” of making a Fortune :

ODE TO TOBACCO. “ Araminto, sweetest, fairest !

“ Thou who, when fears attack, Solace once of every ill !

Biddest them avaunt, and Black
How I wonder if thou bearest

Care, at the horseman's back
Mivins in remembrance still !

Perching, unseatest;
If that Friday night is banished

Sweet when the morn is gray;
Yet from that retentive mind,

Sweet, when they've cleared away
When the others somehow vanished

Lunch; and at close of day
And we two were left behind :-

Possibly sweetest :

“When in accents low, yet thrilling,

I did all my love declare ; Mentioned that I'd not a shilling

Hinted that we need not care : And complacently you listened

To my somewhat long address(Listening, at the same time, isn't

Quite the same as saying, Yes.)

“I have a liking old
For thee, though manifold
Stories, I know, are told,

Not to thy credit;
How one (or two at most)
Drops make a cat a ghost-
Useless, except to roast-

Doctors have said it :

Once, a happy child, I carolled

“How they who use fusees O'er green lawns the whole day through, All grow by slow degrees Not unpleasingly apparelled

Brainless as chimpanzees,
In a tightish suit of blue :-

Meagre as lizards;
What a change has now passed o'er me !

Go mad, and beat their wives ;
Now with what dismay I see

Plunge (after shocking lives)
Every rising morn before me !

Razors and carving-knives
Goodness gracious patience me!

Into their gizzards :
“And I'll prowl, a moodier Lara,
Through the world, as prowls the bat,

“ Confound such knavish tricks! And habitually wear a

Yet know I five or six
Cypress wreath around my hat :

Smokers who freely mix
And when Death snuffs out the taper

Still with their neighbors ;
Of my Life (as soon he must),

Jones—(who, I'm glad to say,
I'll send up to every paper,

Asked leave of Mrs. J.) ‘Died, T. Mivins ; of disgust.'

Daily absorbs a clay

After his labors : Or we have a dirge on the end of Christmas when the schoolboy must bethink himself of

“ Cats may have had their goose

Cooked by tobacco-juice ; school, in that chill season when

Still why deny its use “White is the wold, and ghostly

Thoughtfully taken ?
The dank and leafless trees,

We're not as tabbies are :
And M's and N's are mostly

Smith, take a fresh cigar !
Pronounced like B's and D's."

Jones, the tobacco-jar!

Here's to thee, Bacon!” There is more promise than performance in the little book, yet with all the defects of Two such clever and merry budgets of burlesque that we found in another clever verse as Horace at Athens and these Verses jeu d'esprit, Horace at Athens, by a Cam- and Translations by C. S. C., Cambridge bridge man, there is almost an equally may be proud of. The Arundines Cami happy knack at parody and more than an here maintain their old credit for sportive equal betrayal of the educated taste and real song, while with its dark tide of controverpoetic feeling which underlie that genuine sial theology the sister university sees Isis outbreak of the gay spirit of youth whence rolling heavily.


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From The New Monthly Magazine were whole and clean, and he spoke English A PROPOSAL IN THE FIRE.

very well, but I don't think he is English.”

“Oh," observed her mother, “he is some THE Monte Pincio is the Kensington begging adventurer who has found out our Gardens of Rome ; thither the English girl name from a commissario. Rome is full of can resort for air, exercise, even admiration, such people. You should not have spoken with a security from insult, which, if we are to him in a public place, my dear. What rightly informed, no Roman lady could did you say to him, Ellen ? " reckon on in the same circumstances. It “O mamma, I said nothing to him," reseems to be an understood thing that Eng- plied Ellen, “ except that I could not speak lish ladies carry with them into these distant to him there—that if he wanted anything he lands the free habits of their free country, must apply to you at our lodgings—and we and that the continentals have learned to un- walked on as quickly as possible.” derstand the fact that young Englishwomen Then followed some “promiscuous” do walk abroad for their own healthful en- versation upon the importunity and devices joyment, without having in view either an of Roman beggars, the numbers who “get assignation or an intrigue; hence it is that their wealth ” by begging in Rome, and the two young English ladies, or more,~I would air with which the true Roman beggar takes not advise one to make the experiment, your donation, as if he were conferring an may take their afternoon walk in this public honor by accepting it ; all which we, in our promenade, protected by what a poet of our blind Protestant bigotry, charged as a direct own calls the “wild sweetbriery fence ” of and necessary result of the Romish tenets their national habits of purity and independ- and principles as to the meritoriousness of ence.

almsgiving. And so the matter ended. My niece, Ellen

was a very pretty The young people of this generation being and attractive girl, natural and unaffected, of more indolent habits than we of the past, not courting admiration in any unfeminine I was at the breakfast-table next morning manner, though I should vaunt her for more before any of our young folks had made than feminine if I said she disliked it. She their appearance, when my sister, Ellen's walked the Pincian a good deal while at mamma, greeted me with a mixture of fun Rome, and during her stay more than one and vexation in her countenance, the latter Roman lady, meeting her on public occa- feeling evidently preponderating, and fast sions, addressed her, as having noticed her chasing the former away. She held an open on the “Collis Hortulorum,” and asked, paper in her hand, and “ Here's a nice afwith civilities, the pleasure of her acquaint- fair !” she said. ance. Whether any of the Roman gentle- " What is the matter?" I asked. men desired the same pleasure we did not “A pretty thing that a lady can't walk remain long enough to know, and I will do out without being tormented by such felEllen the justice to say, I do not believe she lows! And now, I suppose, she must stay greatly cared to know. She walked the within doors while we are in Rome, and lose Pincian with her cousins for her own pleas- her health for want of exercise." ure and health-sake, to meet her English “But you have not yet told me what's the acquaintance, and, as I am quite sure, with matter.” no object beyond.

A proposal for Ellen.” “A very strange thing happened to-day," Upon my word,” I answered, “if you said Ellen at dinner, after one of these prom- are to lock a pretty girl like Ellen up beenades. “A man came up to me with a cause somebody admires her, her case will profusion of bows, and said, in very good be a hard one, and our English liberty to do English, Miss , may I speak with as we like on the Continent, sadly abridged. you?' He knew my name quite well.” A proposal, as I take it, is rather a compli

Very strange,” I said. " What kind of ment than otherwise." looking person was he ?"

A proposal !” she said, vexation now “ I can't well describe him,” replied Ellen. thoroughly dominant in her face, as she flung “He did not look like a beggar, and yet he the paper in her hand across the table. “A certainly was not a gentleman. His clothes proposal, indeed! Why, it is from that im

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pudent fellow who spoke to her on the Pin- Make sadness laughi, and laughter end in cian yesterday, and whom she took for a

sighs,' beggar!"

commend me to the mercurial, melancholy, It would not be in humanity to have re- half-educated, three-parts crazed, and wholly sisted a hearty laugh as I took the love-let- enamored Irishman! ter, and remembered, in poor Ellen's descrip- Roderick O'Kane, as I now recollect, was tion of the person who had addressed her, the name subscribed to this surprising love. her evident unconsciousness of the conquest letter of Ellen's adorer ; of the address unshe had made. I checked my merriment, der written I am certain, for I registered it however, when I saw the tears filling her well in my memory, for purposes of use, mother's eyes, as she said, “ It may be


Via Frattino, numero—, piano sexto ; ” of funny to you, but it is no laughing matter to the paper—a leaf abstracted from some old us though; I dare say we shall be the laugh- folio; of the sealmcoarse wax, made fast by ing-stock of Rome, if we are to be subject to an impressive thumb; of the style--vapid this persecution."

and vulgar, with words interspersed, glowing I hastened to assure her, that though it far-fetched and tri-syllabled, some of which, was impossible to withstand the absurdity of as the writer's inimitable countryman, Sir the whole affair, she might rely on my tak- Lucius O'Trigger, has said, “might sue out ing measures to put an end to the annoy- their Habeas Corpus in any court in Chrisance as soon as I understood what it really tendom ;” of these I will not speak more meant; and I then proceeded to read the precisely. The reader must imagine for love-letter with all due sense of the serious- himself the worst style of the Irish hedgeness of the matter to the mother's feelings ; schoolmaster inflated by the enthusiasm of I would not have smiled again for worlds. a poor love-struck Cymon, and make up the

Love-letters are of many kinds, and of production for himself. various degrees of heroism, fervency, bad

One sentence, however, “ miching maligrammar, and bad spelling. “ The Polite cho," as Hamlet has it, I must give in its Letter-writer” has many exemplars for the entirety. After declaring how often his use of admirers at a loss, of which, in their heart “had laid itself down dead at her sedate admiration, measured raptures, and feet ”-a purely Irish figure of speech—"as well-pointed periods, if a “lover at a loss” she walked the Pincian ;” after confessing should ever avail himself, any girl of the how long he had "hovered round her, as a slightest observation and taste, in short, any guardian angel round a sylph!” he proceeded girl not ready at the “wind of the word” thus :to say, “ You must ask mamma,” would im- “ My heart tells me, angelic one, that they mediately pronounce her verdict, “ This man are going to tear you from me ; the time is is not in earnest; his sufferings are-a hum- come when I must speak, or be dumb-founbug: his love—a sham!” Again, we some- dered forever. •Now's the day, and now's times see letters produced in English the hour,' as the patriot poet says, when I “breach of 'promise" cases, the bare read-must do or die.” ing of which before a laughing public, must

I rather disliked this “ do or die" part of -be the verdict what it may—reckon as the business ; not that I had the slightest equivalent to one hundred pounds damages fear of any bloody termination to such an for each epistle, when the enamored defend- avowal, for I believe it is a universally acant “longs to clasp his hangel in his harms,” knowledged truth that a man or woman bent

vows that but to 'ear her hangelic on dying never announces it beforehand, but voice is his 'ighest idear of Paradise.” I did much fear some annoying or ridiculous When continentals commit their raptures exhibition on the part of a moon-struck, and devotions to some charmante Englishche love-smitten swain, who could be so far gone

" to paper, they generally soar pretty in absurdity as not to perceive the nonsense high for tropes and figures, but for the of the part he was enacting in thus making “ sublime of the ridiculous," for the all-un- violent love to a young lady to whom he utterable absurdity of diction and sentiment, could not be said to have ever addressed which can

two sentences in his life, and I felt quite as




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