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A CHILD'S TRADE IN BETHNAL GREEN. Better an animal tame or wild,
Better be aught than such a child ! LUCIFER-Boxes! - the name suits well Methinks t'were a change for that sad elf With the stench, and the glare, and grime of To make a case that would hold herself ; Hell !
Though if that be found at the parish cost, Thirty a halfpenny no great waste,
Of course the trouble and time were lost. As the small manufacturers find their own paste. Then a scantling of wood, some nails as well, Such a child I took on my knee,
Alas, how little will form her shell! Her life of labour began at three !
The father and mother may well lament, The sad and sickly pallid child,
As they follow that box, for the payer of rent; Poor little woman, meek and mild,
And with a groan, it may be confest Her mother said, encouragement giving, The Lucifer-Boxmaker earn'd her rest. Since she was three had earn'd a living.
SOCIETY IN JAPAN.
All lustres fade, all types decay,
That Time has strength to touch or tarnish; With the lurid glare and the grin of Hell,
Japan itself receives to-day For the Devil looked on, and inly laughed A novel kind of varnish. To be beaten by Man his own black craft.
All Asia moves ; in far Thibet
A fear of change perturbs the Lama;
Arousing Yokohama !
Methinks it were a theme for song,
This spread of European knowledge ;
Gasometers adorn Hong Kong, And all, of which medical students read
Calcutta kceps a college. For months and years, yet scarce succeed
Pale ale and cavendish maintain In remembering half their names or uses –
Our hold among the opium smokers; Filaments, tissues, cells, and juices,
Through Java jungles run the train,
With Dutchmen for the stokers.
The East is doomed Romance is dead, Never those lustreless eyes have seen,
Or surely on the point of dying ; Though she lives in å place called Bethnal The travellers' books our boyhood read Green,
Would now be reckoned lying. Meadow or bee, or flow'r or tree;
Our young illusions vanish fast; What are they, little machine, to thee?
They're obsolete -- effete — archaic; Hundreris like thee have died ere seven,
The hour has come that sees, at last,
The Orient prosaic !
The East is dying ; live the East !
With hope we watch its transformation ; Lamb or filly, kitten or kid,
Our European life at least Which of them leads such a life forbid ?
Is better than stagnation. Leveret, rabbit, tiger, calf,
The cycles of Cathay run; When young can play, if they do not laugh. Begins the new, the nobler movenient Better be cubs of wolves or foxes,
I'm half ashamed of making fun Than babes worked up into Lucifer-Boxes ; Of Japanese improvement!
No. 1198. Fourth Series, No. 59. 18 May, 1867.
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419 From the Quarterly Review. of secondary post-mortem arrangements. A
corpse is not an engine at rest — it is a ruin. Nachrichten über Leben und Schriften des To put together into a working whole the
Hernn Geheimrathes Dr. Karl Ernst v. bits of machinery of which the anatomist Baer, miigetheilt von ihm selbst. Veröf- and the physiologist tell us, is as hopeless a fentlicht bei Gelegenheit seines Fünfzigjäh- task as that of piecing together into an actrigen Doctor-Jubiläums am 29, August, ing engine the fragments of an exploded 1864, von der Ritterschaft Esthlands (a boiler. Skelch of the Life and Writings of Dr. But that which we cannot do ourselves, is Charles Ernst von Baer, contributed by being continually done for us all the world himself. Published on the occasion of the over. Every moment an animal is born. Jubilee of his Doctorate on the 29th of Au- Every moment the entrance of a new young gust, 1864, by the • Ritterschaft' of Estho- life upon the globe proclaims that the task nia). St. Petersburg. 1865. (For pri- of building up a living frame has once more vate circulation only.)
been accomplished. Nature is constantly in
travail; for ever, in things great and small, WAEN a skilled man sets about learning teaching those who care to listen, how an for himself the working, of any engine or animal is put together; for ever pointing piece of mechanism, he begins by taking it out with her finger, to those who care to see, to pieces and then tries to put it to the ways in which an almo-t formless and gether again. The first step is generally structureless egg is, little by little, changed easy enough, but it teaches little. It is, in and moulded and worked up into the intrifact, only preliminary to the second, which cate and perplexing system of a grown-up is at the same time far more difficult and in-being. finitely more instructive. The taking to Of course for a long time mankind did pieces of that puzzling mechanism, the ani- not care to see, though great men like Harmal body, was begun long ago, in very early vey, had glimpses of the process. times, and has at the present day arrived while, at an epoch when inquiry into other at so near an approach to perfection, that matters was rife, men's eyes, as regards
this, weak faint-hearted men are sometimes' heard were blinded by a plausible untruth. They to complain that in anatomy there is very were told that the infant animal was, even little room left for discovery. In most ani- in its earliest stages, an invisible miniature mals all the parts have been unriveted, all of the future adult, carefully and neatly the joints loosened, and all the pieces, even folded up in the body of its parent. Growth to the tiniest bits, carefully sorted out, so was said to be an unfolding and a getting that everything seems ready for the higher bigger — a mere amplification. The progtask of synthesis to begin. The putting to- ress of an animal from the egg onwards gether, however, of an animal is a work the was thought to be like that of the lion's very beginning of which is far above our head on the screen of a child's magicmight, far above the might of all the king's lantern, which, appearing at first as laboratories and all the king's men. So far tiny thing not bigger than a shilling, and are we from being able to construct an ani- yet with all its parts perfect, gradually mal
, that we cannot put together even the swells out into a life-size picture. The besimplest vital pieces; the very nails which numbing influence which such an idea, pobind the plainest work of life are to us as tent because so seemingly natural, would exyet magic nails, not to be had from any ercise upon all inquiry, is evident. If it manufactory. Nay, the case is even worse. were true, the formation of an animal would A common engine may be stopped from its be so perfect a mystery as to seem no myswork without damage, and when it has been tery at all. To Caspar F. Wolff, a prophet stopped all the parts remain as they were, unknown and unhonoured save among a few except just so far as that they were moving biologists, is due the credit of having demoland are now at rest: the fly-wheel is the ished this false theory, and of having shown same body whether it be revolving or that growth is the putting on of forms and whether it be still. With the vital ma- parts — that, in the making of an animal, chine it is otherwise : it can be stopped Natu re first lays down a rough sketch, and only at the cost of being spoilt; with it, ar- then fills in the details as the mass enlarges rest means confusion and obliteration. That in size. The path which be thus opened up which the anatumist laid before us as the bas since been trodden by many inquirers, machinery of life is, to a very great extent, the results of whose labours have served to not the original mechanism, but, looked at justify the idea which he nursed, that in the trom a chemical point of view, only a group l'history of development are to be found the
very essentials of biology, and that all other | vigorously did he set to work, that in about studies, anatomical and the like, are, com- three weeks he could read in the ordinary pared with it, hardly more than a mere way with ease, and in a few more he had scratching of the surface. Among Wolff's gained the unusual accomplishment of readsuccessors, the chief place may fairly be given ing a book held upside down before him to the man whose name stands at the head of without trouble. Within this article, and who, though the greater we find him studying Latin, Mathematics, part of his work was finished while many History, Geography, and French, under the of our present distinguished Naturalists were guidance of a tutor of solid worth, with a at school, and though his name seems to be- mathematical turn of mind, who, however, long almost to a past generation, is still en- was soon succeeded by a man of a different joying an old age full of honour and good stamp, a dilettanti, with a leaning towards report, and fragrant with the satisfaction of poetical literature and the natural sciences. fruitful well-spent days.
The world in general, and men of science It may seem somewhat out of place to in particular, speak lightly of dilettanti
, and dwell on the life and doings of one who is often count them as worse than useless. But still amongst us; but we have, so to speak, they have at least this merit, that they are his own authority for it. On the 29th of frequently the means of starting true men August, 1864, he celebrated the jubilee of on their proper career. They act, as it were, his Doctorate, on which occasion the Rit- the part of matches or tapers; they themterschaft or, as we should say, the county selves are of no use for illumination, and yet fimilies of his native province presented serve to light up many a brilliant lamp. So him with a splendidly printed and elegantly was with it Herr Glanström. He himself has bound copy of an autobiography and list of vanished leaving no visible work behind; published works, which he had prepared at but it was through him that the young Baer their request. It is from this quaintly writ- was led into his own true path of biological ten and interesting volume that we have science. gathered the following incidents of his life, Medicine, however, was the first purand we very much regret that, owing to its suit of the future anatomist, and accordinghaving been printed for private circulation ly after a sojourn of three years in the High only, the general public are not invited to the School of Reval, where the irregular develperusal of the work : for, besides being pleas-opment of home culture was clipped and ant reading, it contains many valuable dis- trained into a more orderly and orthodox cussions and wise sayings on the principles growth, he entered the University of Dorpat of education, the position of science and as a medical student. This university, now scientifin men, and topics of a like nature. one of the most famous in Europe, was at
Karl Ernst von Baer was born at the fam- that time in a condition the like of which ily estate of Piep, in Estbland (Esthonia), could hardly be found at the present day, at on the 28th of February, 1792, and is a least in Germany. The medical and scienstriking instance that the offspring of cous- tific chairs especially were very inadequateins are not necessarily degenerate in body ly filled. Parrot, the Professor of Physics, or mind. While still an infant he was adopt- took Chemistry also, and taught next to ed by an uncle and aunt, who were child- nothing. Ledebour, who beld the chair of less, and was carried away to live with them Natural History, and who was supposed to at Lassila, in Wierland. The uncle, a dry lecture on Zoology, Botany, Mineralogy, and pedantic trifler, an agriculturist, amateur Geology, was competent in the second only glazier, and family shoemaker, thought that of these subjects. Burdach, it is true, called the best way of educating his adopted son forth among the students a temporary enwas to let him run abont as much as he thusiasm by his ingenious and doctrinaire pleased. It was not till he was nearly eight lectures on Physiology; but the chair of years of age, that Baer was brought back to Anatomy, that keystone of every medical his father's house to begin to learn his let- school, was occupied by Chichoius, an eccenters. But neither he nor his father had any tric character, animal curiosum, who in the reason to regret such a prolonged period of daytime shut his shutters and lived by candlefreedom. “I count it,” says he,“ among the light, and who taught his students to classify happiest circumstances of my life that I was all animals into the wholly fluid and the seminot too early troubled with lessons. By the Auid. The Professor of Medicine was a good time I left my uncle I had so far grown in practitioner, but no teacher; while Surgery mind that I was heartily ashamed of being was wholly wanting. Where there was not igunable to read, and most eager to learn." norance there was pedantry, and in most Instead of trudging unwillingly to school, so I chairs learning was reckoned as knowledge