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could not keep their armies inactive lest volunteers should be raised in Germany, and then at last Great Britain took the final step. She agreed that with her allies she would make the revocation of the Constitution matter of treaty right, and thus, if Denmark refused to yield, give her up to compulsion as a clear and manifest breaker of the public

any violation of the great principle of non- | parliamentary vote, and that concession also intervention between sovereigns and their failed. The Austrian and Prussian ministers subjects. Admit that the Schleswigers are pleaded with a cynical contempt for right hostile to Denmark, that they are even ready hardly to be paralleled in history, that they to rise in insurrection, and still Germany, which does not even pretend that Schleswig is German, has no right to intervene. If we give up that principle, we give up also the right to resist if Russia marches into Prussia to put down freedom, or to complain if France invades Ireland to realize the dreams of Smith O'Brien. And lastly, it is never for our interest that the advice of Great law of Europe. Every German demand was Britain when given in the interest of peace thus satisfied, and then Denmark having, on and justice and right should be regarded as the advice of her august friend, conceded idle words, or that she should, by abstaining everything, and given up even her own right from continental politics, lower the tone of of free internal legislation, the Germans, in her people down to the parochial standard. contempt alike of her and her ally, crossed A Marylebone of thirty millions might be her frontier by force of cannon. If that pervery comfortable, but it would be no abode sistent protection does not involve an honorafor men with hearts, or brains, or consciences, ble pledge, what line of conduct would? The or the sense that man, despite that misun- big boy declares the child in the right if only derstood politician Cain, is responsible for his he will surrender the toy; the child surrenbrother. Englishmen are not prepared to ders it, the other boy thrashes him for yieldstand by and see murder done, and call that ing, and the adviser is to put his hands in his cowardly crime a policy; and not being so, pockets and look on the brutality whistling. they must, if they would avoid endless war, There never was policy more utterly base and make their voice when clearly uttered as ef- selfish, more clearly dictated by the dread of fective as cannon shot. If they do not, if the national consequences of doing right. All they allow the idea to spread that England over Europe the nations are sneering at the will never fight except for pence, they will value of England's friendship, the worthlessone day be compelled to dispel the error they ness of England's menace, and sneering with themselves have fostered by a war to which a reason which may make honorable men the defence of Denmark would be a military gnash their teeth with shame and vexation. promenade, to defend Italy against Germany, It was bad enough to surrender Poland to or to sustain German nationality against France and Russia united. The policy of abstention is intelligible but degrading, the policy of interference without meaning is degrading without being intelligible.

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These are general considerations, but there ie in this matter of Denmark one which will come closer to the conscience and heart and pride of every Englishman. England has in this matter interfered, and interfered by a steady, long-continued course of action which, like a long-continued habit of dealing without written bonds, amounts to an honorable pledge. She has stood forward for twelve years as the protectress of the integrity of Denmark. She framed the treaty of 1852, morally coercing the Danes, who detested the arrangement and twice refused to sanction it, into a final vote of acceptance. When the present quarrel broke out she advised Deninark to evacuate Holstein, which was under the treaty King Christian's own territory, and Holstein was evacuated. That was a step in foreign politics; but that failing, the Cabinet went further, and advised an internal change the revocation of the common Constitution for all Denmark within the Eider. That advice also was accepted, subject to a

the executioner, but at least Earl Russell told Poland that he had no aid to give beyond some irritating words. He has not told Denmark that, for, though he gave no promise, and as a constitutional minister guaranteed no aid, he did, nevertheless, guarantee that Denmark should surrender without battle all her enemies had demanded. Is Denmark, having sanctioned that promise, to lose yet more? Are the dishonest statesmen of Prussia and the despotic ministers of Austria to be permitted with impunity to kill thousands of men in order that they may, at the best, carry out the provisions of a treaty expressly designed and signed by them in order to avert that slaughter? They say that even when victorious they will keep that agreement and are, therefore, slaughtering Danes without a pretext or an object, except, indeed, the preservation of their own rotten thrones. It may be well to wait, though we doubt it, till the Rigsraad has formally executed all the promises of King Frederick, but to have advised so much, and to have been obeyed so readily, and then at last to skulk,-we call on the country homesteads to command that this disgrace shall not be.

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My days among the dead are passed
Around me I behold,
Where'er these casual eyes are cast,

The mighty minds of old;

My never-failing friends are they,
With whom I converse day by day.

With them I take delight in weal,
And seek relief in woe;
And, while I understand and feel
How much to them I owe,

My cheeks have often been bedewed
With tears of thoughtful gratitude.

My thoughts are with the dead; with them
I live in long-past years;

Their virtues love, their faults condemn,
Partake their hopes and fears;

And from their lessons seek and find
Instruction with an humble mind.

My hopes are with the dead; anon
My place with them will be,
And I with them shall travel on
Through all futurity:

Yet leaving here a name, I trust,
That will not perish in the dust.

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HISTORICAL CONTRAST.

MAY, 1701: DECEMBER, 1863. WHEN one, whose nervous English verse Public and party hates defied,

Who bore and bandied many a curse
Of angry times-when Dryden died,

Our royal abbey's Bishop-Dean*
Waited for no suggestive prayer,
But, ere one day closed o'er the scene,
Craved, as a boon, to lay him there.

The wayward faith, the faulty life,

Oh, the dreary days behind us, behind us, behind Vanished before a Nation's pain;

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"Panther" and "Hind " forgot their strife, And rival statesmen thronged the fane.

O gentle Censor of our age!

Prime master of our ampler tongue!
Whose word of wit and generous page
Were never wrath, except with Wrong."

Fielding-without the manners' dross,
Scott-with a spirit's larger room,

Oh, is there naught beyond us, beyond us, be- What Prelate deems thy grave his loss?

yond us,

When all the dead,

The changed, the fled,

Will rise and look as fond as

Ere faith put out, and love to rout,
Foes with vigor, friends without,
Pique and rancor, make us doubt

Hoc tolerare pondus ? *

-Temple Bar.

Horat. Od. II. car. 5.

What Halifax erects thy tomb?

But, maybe, He,-who so could draw The hidden Great,-the humble Wise, Yielding with them to God's good law, Makes the Pantheon where he lies.

-Cornhill Magazine.

*Dr Sprat, Bishop of Rochester and Dean of Westminster.

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THE AFRICAN COLOR-SERGEANT.

GLARES the volcano breath,
Breaks the red sea of death,
From Wagner's yawning hold,
On the besiegers bold.

Twice vain the wild attack:
Inch by inch, sadly, slow,
Fights the torn remnant back,
Face to the foe.

Yet free the colors wave,
Borne by yon Afric brave,
In the fierce storm-wind higher:
But, ah! one flashing fire-

He sinks the banner falls
From the faint, mangled limb,
And droop to mocking walls
Those star-folds dim!

Stay, stay the taunting laugh! See! now he lifts the staff,

Clenched in his close-set teeth, Crawls from dead heaps beneath, Crowned with his starry robe,

Till he the ranks has found; "Comrades, the dear old flag Ne'er touched the ground."

Oh, deed so pure, so grand,
Sydney might clasp thy hand!
O brother! black thy skin,
But white the pearl within!
Man, who to lift thy race

Worthy, thrice worthy art,
Clasps thee, in warm embrace,
A nation's heart!

-From the U. S. Service Magazine.

THERE COMES A TIME. THERE comes a time when we grow old, And like a sunset down the sea, Slope gradual, and the night wind cold Comes whispering sad and chillingly; And locks are gray As winter's day, And eyes of saddest blue behold The leaves all weary drift away, And lips of faded coral say, There comes a time when we grow old.

There comes a time when joyous hearts,
Which leaped as leaps the laughing main,
Are dead to all save memory,

As prisoner in his dungeon chain;
And dawn of day

Hath passed away.
The moon hath into darkness rolled,
And by the embers wan and gray,
I hear a voice in whisper say,
There comes a time when we grow old.

There comes a time when manhood's prime
Is shrouded in the midst of years;
And beauty, fading like a dream,
Hath passed away in silent tears;
And then how dark!

But oh, the spark
That kindled youth to hues of gold,
Still burns with clear and steady ray;
And fond affections, lingering, say,
There comes a time when we grow old.

Then comes a time when laughing spring
And golden summer ceased to be;
And we put on the autumn robe,
To tread the last declivity;
But now the slope,

With rosy Hope,

Beyond the sunset we behold,
Another dawn with fairer light;
While watchers whisper through the night,
There is a time when we grow old.

THE VIGIL OF ALL-SOULS.

TO MY FRIEND ON HIS WEDDING-NIGHT.

TO-DAY for thee, and to-morrow for me;
I have said God bless thee, o'er and o'er,
And there is not a joy awaiting thee

But I wish it double and more.
O friend! I pause on thy bridal-night,
I pause from my toil to wish thee all
Fair and pure and honest and bright,
That to mortal lot can fall,

And upon thy head no touch of sorrow.
To-day for thee; and for me to-morrow.

The sun shone fair, and the moonlight now
Has crowned the darkness with silver gleams
God send thy life be as bright, and thou

As glad as a bridegroom's dreams.
But on me the household lamp lets fall
A light subdued-and thy hour of pride
Is the vigil of a Festival

To us on life's other side.
To-day on the living all joy be shed;
But to-morrow is for the Blessed Dead.

To-morrow for me, but to-day for thee;
Thus are the lots of our living cast,
And the cheerful lamp sheds over me

A light that shines out of the past.
Thine be the future, O friend! I greet

In thee life's promise all bright and brave, But the sunshine, though fair it smiles, and sweet,

Falls to me over cross and grave.

Bright be thy path and untouched by sorrow, To-day for thee; and for me to-morrow. -Macmillan's Magazine.

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Sometimes it is an over-active or over-forecasting sovereign, who drops a púngent expression to an ambassador, or makes a troublesome suggestion to his parliament, that originates the uneasiness and the storm. But what with Sir John Bowring and the Arrow; what with Captain Wilkes and the Trent; what with General Harney and the "Island of San Juan; " what with Sir Hamilton Seymore and the "sick man; " what with the King of Denmark's death, and the King of Greece's dismissal; what with Louis Napoleon's New-year's-day words to the Austrian minister, and his Congress letter of a few years' later date,-there is no rest for the politician on this side of the grave.

From The National Review. THE STATE OF EUROPE.-NAPOLEON III. Le Moniteur, 1863. Emperor's Letter proposing the Congress. Paris, 1863. TRANQUILLITY can never be the lot of those who rule nations. Glory they may have; the praise of men; the approbation of their own consciences; the happiness which springs from the full occupation of every faculty and every hour; the intense interest with which dealing with great affairs vivifies the whole of existence; the supreme felicity of all allotted to men-that of feeling that they have lived the life and may die the death of the truest benefactors of their race. All these rewards they may aspire to; but repose, a sense of enduring security, comfortable and Just now the appearance of the world is confident relaxation of nerve, attention, and one of singular disturbance. It is a seething. exertion, that conviction of "having at- caldron. In the extreme West a civil war tained," of being safe in port, of everything is raging with almost unexampled ferocity, being made snug," which enables a man to and on a quite unexampled scale; a civil war say to his soul," Soul, thou hast much peace with which, thank God, we have nothing to laid up for many years: eat, drink, be merry, do except to watch it, to suffer from it, and and sleep; "these blessings are not for ei- to deplore it. In the extreme East a civil ther sovereigns or statesmen, at least not war appears imminent in Japan, of which we, for those of Europe in modern days. "A if not the causa causans, are certainly the causa murmur of the restless deep" is ever at hand sine quâ non; and a civil war has raged for to disturb even the briefest slumber. No years in China, in which we have begun disooner is one war ended than another is be-rectly to take an active part. Greece has gun. No sooner is one quarrel, which taxed just got her new sovereign-who does not the resources and menaced the existence of seem anxious to pay his predecessor's debts. great nations, quenched in utter exhaustion Mexico is waiting for her new emperor; and or settled after infinite intrigue, than some the emperor appears to be waiting till she little insignificant question—a cloud at first definitively knows her own mind, and wishes sight no bigger than a man's hand-arises in her to be off with the old love before she is on some other quarter, swells into unexpected with the new. The new King of Denmark magnitude, and threatens the direst results. seems likely to inherit a war by the same tiNot a day passes which does not bring to the tle by which he inherits a throne; and two bureau of the minister for foreign affairs of of the great powers who guaranteed to him every great state despatches pregnant with both his sceptre and his dominions are now the fate of empires and of peoples, in- marching hostile troops into a part of his terchoate "difficulties" which either slovenly ritory, on a plea which no outside politician neglect or judicious culture may nurse into is at all able to comprehend. It seems by no mighty conflicts. Sometimes it is an op- means improbable that a European war may pressed" nationality " whose cup of misery arise out of a local dispute so complicated as is full, and which can keep silence and endure to defy unravelling, and to our eyes so comno longer. Sometimes it is a second or third paratively unimportant as to make us even rate monarch who catches cold or falls from more impatient and indignant than we are hie horse, and dies mal àpropos. Sometimes it alarmed. Italy still suffers from two irritatis an intemperate sea-captain who insults our ing sores which forbid all political comfort or flag. Sometimes it is a savage tribe who mur-security; while the barbarities of the Russian ders our ambassador. Sometimes it is a weak and vain consul, or envoy, or chargé d'affaires who makes a mountain out of a molehill, and gets up a wholly gratuitous row of his own.

troops and officials in Poland have excited almost to the war-pitch the languid and dormant sympathies of Europe on behalf of that unfortunate and unsatisfactory race.

And

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