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knowledge - he belonged to a pre-scien- rendezvous at Hamburg. The route the tific age. Kinglake once spoke of himself fellow - travellers took was viâ Berlin, as "little bookish by nature,” and certainly Dresden, Prague, Vienna. From the lathis very genuine enthusiasm for classic ter place they went down the Danube to scenes was not the result of the Greek in. Semlin. Prince Demidoff, in his travels stilled into his unwilling mind by the ped. in 1830, alludes to the recent introduction agogue who ruled over the “dismal days " of steamboats on the river, and declares of his schoolboy life. It was the English that “in making the Danube one of the of Pope's translation that fired him with great commercial highways of the world, a love of Homer's battles.

steam has united the East with the West." In speaking of bis travels, at a time But nature had placed the iron gates of when the recollection was not yet too re- the Danube in the way of this consummamote, Kinglake would on rare occasions tion. give in a few vivid words the description When Kinglake arrived at Semlin, the of a picturesque incident, in a manner im- frontier town of Turkey, Belgrade frowned possible to reproduce, but which remained upon him from the other side of the Save. stamped with the seal of genius on the lis. On entering this fortress, it was to comtener's memory:

Sometimes it was an mit himself to a plague-suspected country, account of the landing near Abydos after with "wheel-going Europe left behind. a glorious sail through classic Hellespont; And now he was to see with his own the wild ride that brought them within eyes “the splendor and the havoc of the sight of the tomb of Achilles, and the keen East.” starlight that canopied their bivouac on The romance of travel belongs to the the banks of the Scamander. He made past. The traveller of to-day, instead of you feel the rapture that kindled his own starting from Belgrade on horseback, with nature when, at length, standing on the a retinue of dragomen and tatars armed to plains of Troy, the beautiful story lost its the teeth, leaves his hotel in an omnibus, fabulous character, and assumed the pro. and departs from the railway station armed portions of reality; and then was he en- only with a Cook's ticket; leaving at 9.30 abled to identify in a manner satisfactory A.M., say, on Tuesday morning, and he is to his own mind the sight of the far-famed due at Constantinople at four o'clock on city.

the afternoon of the next day. So passes in another mood the traveller has been away the glory of travel. known to recall the unwonted sentiment It took Kinglake fifteen days to accomof reverence that subdued his spirit when plish the ride of eight hundred and fifty the end of a long day's ride brought him miles from Belgrade to Constantinople; among the hills of beautiful Galilee, and he was delayed somewhat by the illness when, within sight of Nazareth, he saw the of his friend, but not long, for there was no sun go down in solemn splendor.

hospitality to be obtained en route for a A man can better face the prosaic lim. sick man, who by token of his sickness itation, the tedious conventionality of our fell under the terrible suspicion of being indoor, plodding life in the West after he plague-stricken. Our travellers journeyhas steeped his soul in the glamor of the ing through the majestic forests of Servia, Orient. Something of this may have led rousing the eagles of the Balkans ” in Kinglake to take his pleasure in the East, the pass of Sapoli, and toiling on from “to fortify himself,” as he said, " for the thence to Philippopolis and Adrianople, business of life.” Some of his early trod in the very steps of the first Crusad. friends found it difficult to understanders. The iron road of to-day does not what motive could impel a man of his deviate very far from the same line of temperament to undertake so toilsome march. His Eastern tour, in point of and so dangerous a journey; for in his time, extended beyond its original limits, day the impediments and risks of travel owing in great part to the serious outbreak had to be taken into account. The desire of the plague in Egypt, where he was dedid not arise, it is true, from any special tained. He was absent altogether inore orthodox reverence for the "holy places,” than fifteen months, and did not return to for Gibbon might have been his sponsor England till October, 1835. in all matters of faith.

The record of his travels did not appear Half a century and more has passed in print till 1844, and then not till the MS. since this Eastern journey took place. It had been rejected by some of the leading is needless to say how much is changed. publishers. From the moment that his It was early in July, 1834, that Kinglake book made him famous, Kinglake's intigave his college friend Lord Pollington, a mate friends delighted in calling him

From The Leisure Hour.

“Eõthen.” Among such as survive, the Benjamin Franklin. He thus introduced name applied personally is familiar his plan to the people of Paris : “I was enough, and serves to recall, not without the other evening in a grand company, a sense of regret, the brilliant promise where the new lamp of M. Lange was exof Kinglake's manhood a promise nothibited, and much admired for its splendor. wholly redeemed by his career either at But inquiry was made, whether the oil it the bar or in Parliament, or even by the consumed was not in proportion to the literary work that occupied the last thirty light afforded; in which case there years of his life.

would be po saving in the use of it. No one present could satisfy us in that point; but I was pleased to see the general concern for economy, for I love economy exceedingly.”. A few days after, Franklin

published his project, which was no other COST OF A LONDON FOG.

than a recommendation to use sunlight A LONDON fog is not merely a cheerless more, and artificial light less. The paper and disagreeable, but also a very costly is in Franklin's best style, full of sound affair. Some years ago, after a day of sense and genial humor, but our reference regular fog in the month of January, the to it is only on account of the calculation following statement was issued by the he makes as to the cost of candle-light. Gas Light and Coke Company : “Ninety Suppose, he says, there are one hundred million cubic feet of gas were sent out thousand families in Paris, and that these during the twenty-four hours ending at families consume in the night half a pound midnight. This quantity was an increase of bougies, or candles, per hour. Taking on that of the corresponding day in the one family with another this, he thought previous year (which may be taken as an a moderate estimate, In the six months ordinary January day) of thirty-seven per between March 20 and September 20 there cent., or over thirty-five million cubic are one hundred and eighty-three nights, feet.”

during seven hours of which candles are The price was at that time three shil. burnt; in all twelve hundred and eightylings per thousand cubic feet, so that the one hours. These hours multiplied by public had to pay to this one company one hundred thousand give the total of £5,250 extra on account of the fog. No one hundred and twenty-eight million one less than pine thousand five hundred tons hundred thousand hours. At the current of coal were carbonized during the twenty- price of wax and tallow, he demonstrated four hours to produce ninety million cubic that the city of Paris could save ninety-six

the largest quantity ever million seventy-five thousand livres, in the sent out in one day by the Gas Light and half year, by early rising and using sun. Coke Company.

light! There would be also considerable Let it be remembered that this was the saving in the other six months, though the quantity ascertained and declared by only days are shorter. It is pleasant to recall one of the companies supplying gas to the this jeu d'esprit of Franklin, as it sets us public; others having also an enormous a-thinking what must be the actual cost of production, such as the South Metropoli- candle-light and lamp-light in the hundreds tan Gas Company, the strike at the works of thousands of houses and work-rooms, of which at Lambeth last year caused so shops and offices, during a regular London much difficulty and annoyance. What fog. was the total amount over the average There are many things besides the indue to that January day's fog, there are creased expense for light that must be no statistics to show; but it is evident counted in the cost of a fog. We wonder that the cost to the public for additional how much the railway companies have to light must be very great.

pay for the detonating signals, heard on Nor is it by gas bills only that the cost every line and near every station, on a of a fog is to be reckoned, in the matter of foggy morning or evening, for the safety artificial light. Gas meters and the rec. of the crowds of passengers, as well as of ords of gas companies afford some ap- property. Inquiry at one of the chief proximate statistics, but how can we stations failed to obtain any trustworthy reckon the total expense to the multitudes estimate of this expense. who use candles and lamps of every The largest and most serious loss due kind?

to fog is caused by the total cessation of Many readers will remember the famous labor and traffic on the river. Not the “ Economical Project," as he called it, of steamers only, but the barges and lighters

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and boats of every kind, have to be laid enough in breathing even when the air up, to avoid collision and other mishaps; was clear. But the fatal effect of the fog and work has to be suspended at the river was much commented on at the time, and side wharves and quays. On some occa- may now remind us how injurious it is to sions, when the fog has been dense and men as well as to animals. There may in long-continued, the commercial loss has ordinary fog be no remarkable or immedi. been enormous, and the poor laborers ate increase in the rate of mortality, but have also suffered from the enforced sus. the permanent mischief done to those of pension of business on the river.

delicate lungs and feeble constitution tells Shopkeepers detest fogs because cus-afterwards. tomers avoid dark days for shopping, and Then there is scarcely a fog in which * carriage people” stay at home. Cabmen fatal accidents are not reported, either in dislike them, from the waste of time and the streets or on the river. Every winter the damage to which their vehicles are a certain number of persons are struck liable. Drivers of omnibuses, and of down and maimed or actually slain in the wheeled vehicles of every sort, know the confusion and darkness of a London fog. danger, especially as it is almost impossi- We may well wish success to all under. ble to discern the customary signal of takings which give promise of lessening raising the hand or the whip, which warns the evils of such visitations, whether by those behind to stop. The crash of broken larger introduction of electric light, or panels is no infrequent sound amidst the draining the Essex marshes, or compelling gloom. To some outdoor trades and oc- chimneys to consume their own smoke. cupations a fog puts a complete stop, and A recent statement by Mr. Sowerby at many an indoor industry is seriously hin. a meeting of the Royal Botanic Society dered. One winter, not long ago, there shows that the loss is large in the vegetawas a loud complaint from painters, and ble as well as in the animal world. In color printers, and artists, that the fogs answer to a question by Professor Bent. interfered so much with their work that ley, vice president of the society, the secthe loss to them was very great. In fact, retary said the destructive action of fog to all sorts and conditions of men, except on plants was most felt by those tropical to thieves and rogues, a London fog is an plants in the society's houses of which the injury and a nuisance.

natural habitat was one exposed to sunA far more serious thing is the loss of shine. Plants growing in forests or'under life inevitable during a fog. Some years tree shade did not so directly feel the want ago there was an unusual visitation during of light; but then, again, a London or the time of the Cattle Show at Islington, town fog not only shaded the plants, but and not a few of the animals perished. At contained smoke, sulphur, and other dele. the Cattle Show of 1890 there were also terious agents, which were perhaps as many casualties from pulmonary disease deadly to vegetable vitality as absence of caused by the fog, including the queen's light. Soft, tender-leaved plants, and prize ox, which had to be slaughtered. aquatics, such as the Victoria regin, sufIt may be said that this was natural, as the fered more from fog than any class of fat, overfed pigs and oxen had difficulty | plants.

AN ACT OF CHIVALRY. - The Kobe Shim- | his strength gave out, and he was carried down bun, a Japanese native paper, tells, in its the stream. Then arose a cry from the specquaint way, an exciting story of how an En-tators, for they saw that the Japanese was glishman whom a Japanese endeavored to going to sink. By this time the Englishman save from drowning was able to reciprocate had almost reached the opposite bank, but his would-be salvor's humanity. The English- when he heard the cries of the crowd he turned man, who is a resident at Tokyo, being on his about, and seeing the drowning Japanese lie way to Yokohama, and finding no ferry boat again faced the current, and, coming up with owing to the swollen state of the river, deter- the drowning man, caught him with one arm mined to swim across with his clothing in a and, swimming with the other hand he brought bundle tied on his head. The daring attempt him ashore amid the cheers of the crowd. attracted a crowd of sightseers, one of whom, “How chivalrous was his action!” exclaims observing that the stranger was in apparent the Japanese journalist in conclusion. “His difficulty, plunged in and swam to his rescue. name we know not, but he has our highest The Japanese, according to the narrative, was admiration." a good swimmer, but the waters ran swiftly,

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CONTENTS I. HORACE WALPOLE'S Twin WIVES,

Temple Bar,
II. EIGHT DAYS. Part XIV.,

Cornhill Magazine,
III. THE CONTRASTS OF ENGLISH AND FRENCH
LITERATURE,

Macmillan's Magazine,
IV. A VISIT TO THE GRANDE CHARTREUSE, Nineteenth Century,
V. MADELEINE'S STORY. Part III.,

Blackwood's Magazine,
VI. EPITAPHS,

Cornhill Magazine,
VII. UNCLAIMED STOCKS, DIVIDENDS, AND
BANK DEPOSITS,

Chambers' Journal,
VIII. BIBLICAL DRAMA IN SOUTH STAFFORD-
SHIRE,

Cornhill Magazine,
IX. OUR VILLAGE BOOK CLUB,.

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A so iG IN WINTER.

Could I but see her, hear that voice's tone You turn the gloom to gold !

For the last time, it were such tender bliss ! The skies are grey, and the sea;

In vain, in vain ! for I must die alone, And the old year's fingers cold

No word from her, no touch, no last long Have left not a leaf on the tree;

kiss! And the landward winds still moan and

Farewell, farewell, scold,

Farewell to life and love! Yet nothing reck to me,

Dearest, we two must meet Whose gloom is turned to gold !

There, there, above.

Farewell! Farewell! But in greenest growth of the spring

H. SCHUTZ WILSON. So but we two be apart,

Gentleman's Magazine.
And what's the song the birds sing

To my sick, sore, weary heart,
Though in anthems high the glad woods ring,
And when cuckoo is gone the nightingale's

ROSES AND MEMORIES.
king,
If we, sweet Briar, are apart, apart,

SONNET.
In the flush o' the fairest spring!
Blackwood's Magazine.

C. W. B.

GLOAM and a greyness as of breaking night
Till the June day awakens, till the hush
Breaks into song of throstle, and the lush
Long grasses stir and quiver, dewy bright.

A world of dusky crimsons, with the white
THE DYING KNIGHT.

Snow petals budding, and the fragrant blush THE day of sorrow, death, defeat is o'er,

Of the moss-rose - an ever deepening flush Closed ere the sinking of the blood-red sun.

Of flowers that wait the love-kiss of the light. The fierce, fell rage of battle throbs no more, So breaks the morn of roses; but, alas !

And my last fight is sadly lost and won. Dead Junes have left their memories, a flower The slowly waning moon sheds fitful light Pressed between storied leaves, a twist of On the drear field of battle, heaped with

grass dead

Once fitted to my finger in that bower On idle armor and the wreck of fight,

Of twilight blooms.

Oh love! though youth On broken swords, their brightness dull must pass, and red.

Life holds the mem’ry of that golden hour. Alone, alone I die on this wide heath,

Chambers' Journal.

C. A. DAWSON. No help, no hope; and yet I die content. The stiff blood freezes o'er my wound of

death: But for the cause my life is gladly spent;

A SONG. For king and country, all my wounds in front,

Gladly and proudly give Í youth and life. To sleep! to sleep! The long bright day is Well have I borne me in the battle's brunt;

done,
Not without honor fall I in the strife. And darkness rises from the fallen sun.
And so, my heart,

To sleep! to sleep!
No moan, no idle moan.

Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day;
I've played a manly part,

Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away.
And I must die alone.

To sleep! to sleep!
Farewell, farewell,

Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be
Farewell to life — and love!

past!

Sleep, happy soul! all life will sleep at last. And yet, and yet, between me and the skies

To sleep! to sleep! There swims one thought that lends to

New Review,

TENNYSON. death a pang: They haunt me now, those dear and tender

eyes Eyes which I loved as knight, as minstrel sang.

AH, love, I cannot die, I cannot go Thou should'st have hailed thy warrior's Down in the dark and leave you all alone! proud return,

Ah, hold me fast, safe in the warmth I know, Thou should'st have welcomed back thy

And never shut me underneath a stone. victor knight; Now must thou mourn above the funeral urn Dead in the grave! And I can never hear

Of thy lost lover — dying thus to-night. If you are ill or if you miss me dear. Oh, lady, dear so loved, my young heart's Dead, oh my God I and you may need me yet; queen!

While I shall sleep; while I ~ while I Love yields to Death the joys that might have forget! been,

A. MARY F. ROBINSON.

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