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a list of errata prefixed to the second edi. | Wyse, Richards, the two Mayors, Bytion; others have been silently corrected water, Jackson, Rutherford, and many othin the text. For instance, didws, which was ers, since the publication of the tract. supplied in the first edition as the present We have, however, already given reasons participle of didwul on p. 44, is now silently for the belief that the treatise is, in parts prioted didovs; in the same way the editor at least, of an age considerably later than has treated ódcyapxiav & Tredúcouv, p. 93; the Aristotelian epoch, that post-classical οίτινες δοκώσι, p. 122 ; οχετους μετεώρας, usages are interwoven into the very warp p. 125; ci Owolv, p. 142. But others and woof of it, and that to emend'it into nearly as bad still survive; we still have strict accordance with the Greek of Aris[Twv åpeoko] uévwv on p. 44, as if åpéokeo- totle's age would be almost equivalent to Oai could mean " to be pleasing” in Attic rewriting the work. Further, we are disprose; we have & év ảyopộ giros åpyos for posed to think that even after all the viola, αργός σίτος, p. 127; επιμελείσθαι όπως tions of classical usage had been pruned TwinTal ... Xońowital, p. 126; and exoué- away, not even then would the essay provous for čxovras on p. 125, in the very next duce on a judicious reader with an ear for line to that in which meteúpas is silently style the impression of being the work of corrected to meteópous ; in correcting the Aristotle, or even of one of his immediate wrong gender, why did not the editor re- successors; and that wholesale emenda

a shocking solecism in the next tion might do more harm than good by line ? On p. 97 Karaokeboaci is of course disguising from us the real character of an a misprint; it is as yet uncorrected. The essay which, though ancient and full of second edition still contains very bad mis interest and instruction, does not seem to takes, for which the editor now owns that have emanated from Aristotle, nor from he, not the codex, is responsible. On p. any of the pupils whom he taught in per16 we have uéuvnke, on p. 66 Timoo Oévov, son. on p. 100 EÚkleídovs, on p: ioi apiv απογράφηται, and on p. 11ο επί των θεωριKwv, though in each case, as Mr. Kenyon now ingeniously confesses, the codex had the grammatical form, μέμνηται, Τιμοσθέ.

From The Cornhill Magazine. νους, Ευκλείδου, πριν αν απογράφηται, and ÉTÈ Oewpikóv. In filling up undecipher- BY THE AUTHOR OF “THE TOUCHSTONE OF able lacuna words are supplied which are grammatically incompatible with the words which can be read. Thus we find Okrwolv supplied after ei, and äv omitted after apív. It is hard to conceive how any one The young man, on whose movements on reading kaì koivî (p. 103) should have so much depends, knows the whole coun. failed to decipher words so naturally sug. tryside up to Abdoola pore very well, and gested to the mind as kai idłą, and should so is able to make his way along the least have printed instead kapdią, which is abso- frequented village pathways. He passes lutely nonsense. Again, ori xoňoetai, on over the eight miles unmolested. Arrived, p. 63, and Tŷ Toléuw, on p. 146, are quite he leaves the “native” city on one side uomeaning; while by printing ô tl and rw, and passes into the English station; he which are no changes at all as far as the moves along the deserted roads and by MS. is concerned, we gain a perfect the burnt-down bungalows of the canton

ment. He inquires at a little bazaar for We are, however, under such deep obli- the residence of the brigadier, to whom he gations to the authorities of the British has been charged to deliver the missive, Museum, that we are unwilling to judge and is told that he and the other English toc harshly these defects. They have residents have left the cantonment and been the occasion of bringing out some taken up their quarters in a fortified enfine scholarship, and showing that England closure known as the “Dum-duma.” This can still hold the great position she has very road leads up to it. The young man won in the art of brilliant and certain is very well acquainted with the native, emendation. We have already mentioned but not with the European portion of Ab. dikáčovol okotaiol (p. 145), the admirable doolapore; and so he gets quite close to conjecture of Dr. Sandys. It would be a the fortified position, which is all that the pleasure to record here, if space permit- Europeans at present occupy or hold, with. ted, the many excellent suggestions which out knowing it. He is passing by a small bave been made by various scholars, byl house by the side of the road, in which




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there is an outlying picket of English | then, after it comes the much loved after. soldiers, when he is challenged by the sen-noon sleep. try and not knowing the meaning or import • Why do they not take him on to of the words, he continues to press on ; is Major Cox?" challenged again, and then again, as he “The prisoner, the spy, says he is most continues to hurry on, full of the impor- anxious to speak to the presence." tance of his mission, the saving of so “He is not armed, he has no arms about many human lives is he not too a Ram- him?" says the brigadier anxiously. anandi? And then he gives a jump as he “Oh, no." hears the report of a musket, and a bullet “Then tell them to bring him in – to whistles by him within an inch of his nose. bring him in." And then comes the sound of rapid foot- The sergeant and the soldiers make steps, and he finds himself in the grasp of their military salute. The sentry makes a couple of English soldiers, who hurry his report. him rapidly off the road and into the tem- The man was trying to steal by the out. porary guard-house.

post, was tryiog to get stealthily - most “ Sure, he is a sapoy.

- ye can tell it by stealthily — by it, and refused to halt when the cut of the whisker !” says an Irish sol. challenged, so he (Murphy) fired at him, dier.

and the other men - Private Higgins, and That special cut of the whisker was to Private Bell, and Private Dougherty – cost many an innocent native his life dur ran out and caught him. Then be kept ing the coming two years.

saying, “Brigadier,” “Brigadier," and so " He is a bloody mutineer,” says an En. they brought him here. glish soldier.

Why do you want to see me?” de. The Hindoostan language is a lingua mands the brigadier sharply. franca that had its rise in the camps and The young neophyte is of a nervous bazaars of the great river-side mart and temperament. He does not like his pres. entrepot and metropolis of Delhi, where ent position. He has always held these the different tongued natives of Hindos- white men as a very terrible people. And tan and western Asia met. Now has he has heard that the wrath of English. come a large admixture of English. The men in Abdoolapore burns just now young messenger spoke his own village strongly against his fellow.countrymen, dialect, and the soldiers spoke the bar- several of whom have been disposed of rack-room Hindostanee, in which English, very summarily by hanging or shooting, and not Sanscrit, or Hindee, or Persian, within the last few days. And so it is in forms the leading element. Consequently a trembling, stuttering voice, obviously they did not understand one another. But indicative of his guilt, that he utters the still the captors could comprehend the sentence, reiterated “Brigadier Sahib, Brigadier “ I am a disciple of the Guru Toolsi Sahib,” of the captive.

Dass, the Ramanandi “Shure he wants to see the brigadier. “Gurus, and Tulsis, and Ramnands," He may have sometbing to say to him. interrupts the brigadier angrily. “What Let us take him to him. It's but a step.” is he talking about? Probably pretending

The brigadier has his temporary quar- to be mad. A favorite dodge with the ters just within the adjoining gateway of natives. I know them well. He was try. the enclosure. The captive spy, as the ing to steal by the picket, you say?" soldiers deem him, is conveyed thither. Trying to steal quietly by it." Proud When the brigadier's servants announce of his exploit, the young soldier has come to him, with a good deal of excitement, to believe this sincerely. Alas for poor that the soldiers at the neighboring picket facts! And what a thing is human testi

. have seized a spy, it becomes an accepted mony! “He thought, sir, that I would be fact that the man is a spy.

in the shadow of the house, on the other But why have they brought him side." here?” says the brigadier irritably. “And if he had got into the enclosure

It is now within a few minutes of two we could not have known that he was not o'clock, at which hour the brigadier has one of our own coolies. He could have his tiffin. All bis meals are of the utmost done what he liked there, the scoundrel. importance to him; he lives only for them Take him away take him to Major and his rubbers of whist; but he is espe. Cox!” cries the fat old brigadier in his cially fond of his tiffin, for that is the meal thick, husky voice. at which he has his first bottle of beer, “He is saying something about a chit,". and, his office work being over before (note, letter), “ sir," says his good-oatured


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young aide-de-camp, who is also in the seems to come up so vividly before them

in this time of trouble. “Let my hands be unloosed, in the “I do not believe we have been in a name of God!” cries the young messen- wood together since that last day we drove ger earnestly.

to Lyndhurst,” says Mrs. Fane. That “Very good, unloose his hands," says was shortly after they were married. And the brigadier. “But keep an eye on him. then they talk very tenderly together. A He may mean mischief. Hé looks a cold, calm, self-possessed, "hee! haw!" scoundrel, a most thorough scoundrel.” drawling sort of man; a proud, cold, The lad had a face like that of Melanc-haughty woman - that is the outside esti. thon.

mate of the two. But now they are gentle His hands free, the captive gropes about and tender and sentimental, as tender and amid his clothing, and produces a little sentimental as any pair of young lovers

he is in a violent perspira- as William Hay and their daughter seated tion, due not only to the heat of the day together under another tree. For, as has but to the perilous position in which he been said before, it is in moments such as finds himself; the paper is consequently these that the strength of the relationship, damp and discolored – which he hands to which is apt to become weakened amid one of the soldiers.

the commonplace of ordinary times, is felt Why it is a dirty piece of common in its full force. Then a common atmobazaar paper,” says the brigadier. “Phew! sphere once more envelops the husband do not bring it near me. You can read ? ” and wife, each of whom has brought into “ Yes, sir."

the life of the other the most important “Is my name on it?”

circumstance in it; then the strength of No, sir."

the tie which binds them to one another “ Look inside - is my name there ? ” and separates them from the rest of the “ No, sir.”

world is felt in all its fulness. “I thought it could not be for me - a And Beatrice asks William Hay with piece of common bazaar paper.”

tender solicitude about his wound, and he “ It is not English, sir."

makes light of it, though at that very mo" I thought the fellow was lying. Throw ment it is paining him greatly, and he has it into the waste-paper


a private fear that he may have to lose his The little bit of paper, laden with so arm. And when Beatrice, worn out by many human lives, goes down into the the dangers and hardships, the fatigue midst of the pieces of torn paper meant to and physical sufferings of the last three be cast away. And the khansaman an- terrible days, cannot help breaking down nounces tiffin, and the old brigadier says for a moment the tension of exertion peremptorily,

gone he sustains and cheers and com“ Take him away. Take him away to forts her, going for comfort to the source Major Cox. He shall be tried by court. from which he has ever been accustomed martial to-morrow.”

to draw it. Are not God's everlasting

arms under her, and is he not strong to Wretches hang that jurymen may dine. save ? And then he repeats some of the

verses from the Psalms, which his conSo far as the young messenger knew, stant perusal, and the effect of them upon the basket might be the proper receptacle his soul and spirit, and likewise upon his for letters; and so far as he was aware the sensitive ear, have made so familiar to document had been read and his errand him. fulfilled. In any case, he makes no fur- “ The Lord is my rock, and my fortress ther remark as the soldiers hurry him and my deliverer.” away.

“Gód is our refuge and strength, a very And those whose thoughts have followed pleasant help in trouble. Therefore will him with so much of hope and fear have not we fear.” to beguile the hours succeeding his de. “ Yea, though I walk through the valley parture as best they may. They pair off. of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil'; Major Fane and Mrs. Fane retire a little for thou art with me.” way into the wood and seat themselves at And Lilian Fane and young Hamilton the foot of a tree in order to discuss the have seated themselves together; they are events of the last few days quietly together, mere acquaintances, but they are drawn as they have not been able to do before. together now by their common youth and And then their thoughts fly away from the their common misfortunes. present back into the past, that past which “It all seems like a terrible dream," says

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Lilian. “How terrible to have met people |“Immortality imports that the soul reonly a day or two before — and to be look: mains after the body, and is not corrupted ing forward to meeting them again and or dissolved with it. And there is no then to see them lying dead before you !” inconvenience in attributing this sort of

“Whom did you see lying dead before immortality to the brute creation .. you?” asks Hamilton, rather a matter-of-whether they return into the soul and fact young man.

spirit of the world, if there be any such “Oh, poor Captain Smith, and — and thing, as some fancy, or whether they pass Mr. Hill, and — and — and Mr. Walton.” into the bodies of other animals which

At last she has arrived at the name which succeed in their room, is not necessary has been foremost. And now the hot tears to be particularly determined. It is sufficome rolling down her blistered, burning cient ihat they are a sort of spirits. And cheek, and she wipes her eyes with her as this was always the common philosophy rent and grimy sleeve; their garments are of the world, so we find it to be a suppovery much torn as well as very dirty. sition of Scripture, which attributes souls

And Major Coote passes an hour in to brutes as well as to man, though of a hearing the Guru discourse. The Rama. much inferior nature." nandi could not have had a full talk about And now the terrible heat and glare and his creed only with a Kant or a Spinoza. the fiery, furious, dust-laden gale, are upon His present auditor is no metaphysician; them. Now the mother and daughters but he is a willing listener, and though he seek shelter within the hut, which has has to ask for explanation of some philo- been devoted to their exclusive use ;

and sophical terms, he has a good colloquial soon they come out again to seek relief knowledge of the language. And so the from its stifling atmosphere. But the heat Guru launches out into a long discourse and the glare without are terrible. The on the history and peculiar tenets of his vast open plain before them seems like a sect.

sea of fire. Little whirlwinds fly about on He describes how the sect was founded it; huge dusky dust-cones move slowly by Ramanand and extended by Kabir, who across it. The natives hold that each of attacked the idolatrous worship of the these contains a devil; that the smaller Brahminical system, and ose teaching whirlwinds are due to the twirling about greatly influenced Nanuk, the founder of of the mad little demons, or imps; the the Sikh religion ; how he taught the doc- dust columns to the graver movements of trine of the identity of God and man, God the devils of a superior age and size and in us and we in him; that old doctrine of station. Certainly here is the burning the indwelling God, only so recognizable, marl, here the fiery cope of heaven, of “in whom we live and move and have our Milton's Pandemonium ; and here may be being” — as St. Paul, quoting from an Satan and Belial and Beelzebub, and the early pantheistic writer, put it- from lesser evil spirits. Then the women retire whom all things are, who produced and again into the comparative darkness of maintains and pervades all that is; the the hut, which also prevents the hot wind old Sufy doctrine of the Mahomedans, a froin blowing directly upon them. Then doctrine asserted by Grotius and Arch- they rush out again, unable to endure its bishop Tillotson, and set forth by Pope choking heat. Fierce the heat, terrible in his " Essay on Man:

the glare, dreadful the fiery, dust-laden

wind. But the fierce heat is also their All are but parts of one stupendous whole, friend; the terrible glare is also their ally; Whose body Nature is and God the soul;

the fiery, dust-laden wind is also their prohow in the world and throughout the uni-tector. They prevent people from being verse “ all the existing corpuscles of life abroad at this hour. Not a soul comes derive the effluence of existence from the near the hut. It is, however, like purchas. source of real unity; ” how this applies to ing salvation at the stake. The warmth animals, to all living creatures, as well as is considerable. But the centuries go by, to man; how all life is therefore sacred, to and so do the hours. The sun is now destroy it therefore most culpable, to cher- dropping down towards the west. The ish it therefore most meritorious.

hot wind has begun to lull. The glare It may, perhaps, interest some reader to which had been torturing becomes only know that Archbishop Tillotson has set painful; then only disagreeable. But the forth this portion of the old doctrine – mental sufferings of the poor women io. that the life of animals is divine, that they crease as their bodily sufferings diminish. they too have immortal souls likewise Their fears rise as the sun goes down. in his writings. These are his words: | The time for movement and traffic has

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come again. Now may travellers be ex. very fast themselves. They all scuttle in, pected to appear upon the lonely track. like rabbits into a burrow. But there is But still it is delightful that the fierce nothing else to be done. And the gallopturmoil of the sunshine has ended, that ing horsemen have soon reached the edge the blustering of the wind has ceased. of the platform. “Feringhee! FerinHow soothing is the sense of quiet! The ghee !” they shout. One man leaps off flagellation is over. If they do not as yet his horse, and throwing his reins to an. enjoy the direct physical pleasure of these other and waving his naked sword above May nights; if the darkness, soft and his head, is about to leap on the platform, black as the eyes of the daughters of the preparatory to rushing into the but, when land, is not yet upon them, to lull and the Guru, who has also mounted on to the soothe the tortured senses; if the coolness platform, confronts him. has not yet passed into the air to refresh “What! would you dare set foot in my and revive them — still they enjoy all the place of worship?" he cries..“ Do you pleasure of relief. If this evening glow is not see the images?" and he points to the vivid, it is very different from the fierce pottery figures of the curly-tailed monkey. incandescence of the midday hours, and god. this warmish evening air is very different Great is the power of superstition; nay, from the fiery hot wind. The wide-spread great is the power of sentiment

- the sensolitary plain conveys a sense of peace timent of religion, of honor, or of good and quiet. So they sit by the side of the taste. The young man stands still. well and enjoy the cool of the evening. " And the hut is part of the platform, The cool of the evening !--- you must have and is therefore also sacred and holy, a passed through the heat of an Eastern day sanctuary. No man dare set foot within to know what that means. Then you will it." understand how it was thought to be pleas- “ But you would not protect these ant to the Almighty himself. And they Feringhees, these foreigners, these opwatch, feel, the decrease in the warmth pressors, these slayers of kine,” says the and brightness, the increase in the cool- leader of the troop of horsemen. ness and darkness, with a mental as well " They are slayers of kine. But they as a physical joy, with a delight of the soul too have within them the spark divine. Í as well as of the body. For the former must protect them, as I would protect any meant danger as well as suffering, the lat- other living thing wolf, or cat, or dog. ter means safety as well as pleasure. The Besides, they are now in sanctuary, and day, is their enemy, their betrayer; the even a murderer, one who has slain his night their protector, their friend.

brother man, is safe in sanctuary.” What is that cloud of dust upon the “But we have the nuwâb's orders to track? Is it a herd of cattle? is it the seize these people.” delivering escort, the escort sent to bring These people — why these people ? " them in? How the hearts of the women Oh, we know these are the people — beat! It is a troop of horsemen, there is three women and four men, who were consoon no doubt of that. And it comes fined in the guest-house at Chundpore, and from the right direction, from the east- who got out of it no one knows how .by ward. It comes nearer and nearer. And the power of magic some say. A young now the horsemen have left the dusty Brahmin came to the nuwâb's palace and track and are riding along the harder sur- gave information about them face of the plain, and stand out clear “ The strayer from the path of rightabove it. What is this? Surely that is eousness,” exclaims the recluse. the bizarre uniform, so familiar in their And we were sent to bring them in. eyes, of the nuwâb of Khizrabad's cavalry? The Brahmin had boasted that they were The officers have often laughed at it; they like birds in a net, and lo! when we reach do not feel inclined to laugh at it now. the village we find the birds flown. We

“Not your men! The nuwâb's men!” rest and eat our bread, and then we ride cries the Guru. “Into the hut at once, about the country in search of them, and before they see you."

at last a shepherd boy who had been in But they have seen them, as is too this jungle, tells us he had seen a number surely testified by their shouting and yell- of English people, six or seven, in it, near ing; and now they come dashing onward. your takia" (resting-place; literally, pilThere is a great commotion among the low), “and so we determine to come here, fugitives. The men hurry the women and here we find them.” toward the hut, and hurry them in, and, “And they are now in sanctuary.' humiliating as they may feel it, hurry in But, Sir Guru, you are not aware, per


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