Our life is spent on little things, O Mount beloved ! mine eyes again

In little cares our hearts are drowned ; Behold the twilight's sanguine stain

We move, with heavy-laden wings,
Along thy peaks expire ;

In the same narrow round.
O Mount beloved; thy frontier waste
I seek with a religious haste,

We waste on wars and petty strife,
And reverent desire.

And squander in a thousand ways,

The fire that should have been the life
They meet me midst thy shadows cold,

And power of after days.
Such thoughts as holy men of old
Amidst the desert found;

We toil to make an outward show,
Such gladness as in Him they felt,

And only now and then reveal Who with them through the darkness dwelt, How far the undercurrents flow And compassed all around.

Of all we think and feel. Oh! happy if His will were so,

Mining in caves of ancient lore, To give me manna here for snow,

Unweaving endless webs of thought, And by the torrent side,

We do what has been done before ;
To lead me as he leads his flocks

And so we come to naught.
Of wild deer, through the lonely rocks,
In peace unterrified ;

The spirit longs for wider scope,

And room to let its fountains play,
Since, from the things that trustful reșt,- Ere it has lost its Love and Hope,-
The partridge on her purple nest,

Tamed down or worn away.
The marmot in his den,-
God wins a worship more resigned, -

I wander by the cloister wall,
A purer praise than he can find

My fancy fretting to be free, Upon the lips of men.

As, through the twilight, voices call

From mountain and from sea.
Alas, for man! who hath no sense
Of gratefulness nor confidence,

Forgive me, if I feel oppressed
But still rejects and raves ;

By Custom, lord of all and me; That all God's love can hardly win

My soul springs upward, seeking Rest, One soul from taking pride in sin,

And cries for Liberty.

J. N. And pleasure over graves.

Yet let me not, like him who trod
In wrath, of old, the mount of God,

Forget the thousands left;
Lest haply, when I seek his face,

The whirlwind of the cave replace
The glory of the cleft.

The grass is dank with twilight dew;
But teach me, God, a milder thought,

The sky is throbbing thick with starsLest I, of all thy blood has bought,

I see the never-parted Twins, Least honorable be;

And, guarding them, the warrior Mars, And this, that moves me to condemn,

High, too, above the dark elm-trees, Be rather nt of love for them,

Glitter the sister Pleiades. Than jealousy for thee.

No foot upon the quiet bridge,

No foot upon the quiet road;

No bird stirs in the covert walks ;

Only the watchman is abroad. The mountains have a peace which none dis

From distant gate the mastiff's bark turbThe stars and clouds a course which none

Comes sounding cheerly through the dark restrain

The hazel leaves, black velvet now, The wild sea waves rejoice without a curb, Rise patterned 'gainst the twilight sky;

And rest without a passion; but the chain The restless swallow sleeps at last, Of Death, upon this ghastly cliff and chasm, The owl unveils its luminous eye; Is broken evermore to bind again,

Our cottage like a lighthouse shines
Nor lulls nor looses. Hark! a voice of pain, From out its covering of vines.

Suddenly silenced; a quick-passing spasm,
That startles rest, but grants not liberty- I know above my lamp-lit room
A shudder, or a struggle, or a cry

The kindly angel-stars are watching,
And then sepulchral stillness. Look on us, O'er the long line of dark-ridged roof,
God! who hast given these hills their place Far o'er the gable-end and thatching :
of pride,

And now I blow the light out-pray, If Death's captivity be sleepless thus,

Dear wife, for him who's far away. For those who sink to it unsanctified.

Chambers's Journal.



675 p

From The Spectator. the Pope would do well to read a history THE ANTI-PAPAL LITERATURE OF which would show him the lengths to which ITALY.*

people may be carried when once fairly enAs soon as any intellectual movement has tangled in the current of controversy, and really made some general hold, it at once might warn him to avoid the danger of reveals itself by the production of a litera- pushing matters to such extreme issues. ture. So long as this is not forthcoming, so

Whoever should chance to walk into a long may a movement be safely set down as

bookseller's shop in Central Italy, especially confined to merely individual minds, for it in the former territory of the Pope, will find is not in human nature that any considera- the counter strewn with publications treatble number of people can be affected at ing the great question of the temporal power, heart with a fixed current of feelings without and if he is not scared by their number from instinctively trying to give expression to looking at them, he will find that a large them. Brought to the test of this touch- proportion is written by priests. Of course, stone there can be no disputing the fact that there must be a great difference between the the genuineness and spread, amongst the re- tone of these numerous writers. Many of ligious and ecclesiastical sections of society them approach the subject with cumbersome of Italy, of that strictly canonical and theo- learning, while there are others who treat logical opposition against the temporal power

it in a more popular manner, combining of the Pope, which was first distinctly enun

their grave polemics with smart and telling ciated by Father Passaglia, may fairly be hits at the court of Rome. Of these more assumed as proved. There has sprung up popular publications there are two which recently in Italy a complete literature of have had especial success, both of them beecclesiastical polemic against the court of ing written by ecclesiastics of very considRome, which is highly deserving of atten- erable ability, and intimately acquainted tion, as the unmistakable symptom of a great with Rome, from many years' residence and growing movement that is daily waxing there. These were The Papacy, the Empire, in strength, and in clear consciousness of and the Kingdom of Italy, by Monsignor its power and its aims. The movement is in Liverani, and The Recollections of Rome, by itself of a nature far more important than Filippo Perfetti

. Both these books have run almost any of the otherwise more noisy and through several editions, and have had what immediately startling moves on the chess. may really be called an immense success. board of the politics of the day; for whether Yet there is much to be said against both or not it should succeed at this moment in as serious treatises on a most serious quesfully establishing its triumph, yet the prog

tion. Monsignor Liverani is a prelate of ress made will be such as radically to mod reading and consideration, but his book is ify the feelings of the country regarding the disfigured by a pervading tone of querulous Papacy, and thereby to inflict an injury on it acrimony, which has a sound of disappointed wbich no degree of merely material assist- ambition and consequent rancor that, in our ance from abroad will be able lastingly to opinion, tends to detract from its still conmake good. For the especial feature of the siderable worth. As a literary composition, movement is, that it is not the expression of the pamphlet of the Abate Perfetti is supehostility on the part of the classes which rior. He was long Cardinal Marini's private have always, on principle, been opposed to secretary, and afterwards librarian at the the Church, but of the very men who, in Sapienza in Rome, and deserves the reputatemper and thought, are thoroughly adher- tion of brilliant talents. His defect is a cerents of the Catholic Church, have no sympa- renders his graphic sketches of Roman do

tain want of ecclesiastical gravity, which thies whether with dissent or freethinking, and as the professed champions of High ings somewhat startling as the composition Church orthodoxy are impugning the con

of an ecclesiastic. Both these books are, duct of the court of Rome. It is the old however, very remarkable productions, especase over again, of the Parliament making cially as written by eminent ecclesiastics, not war upon the king in the king's name, and to be treated as of slight influence, and

which, by their popular reception, have ex* n Mediatore. Turin.

ercised a very great effect in giving definite points to the general feeling against the powerfully and effectively. This is known court of Rome.

in the court of Rome, and a subject of sore But if these two publications have met annoyance to it; for so thoroughly respect with a truly popular reception from all ful and proper is the language employed, classes of readers in Italy, there is a third, that many are the priests who have never greatly differing from them in style and com- taken any hostile decision against the temposition, which, though favored with a less poral power, and who yet read with interest glaring success, merits in a higher degree the Mediatore. Next to the first great pub the attention of a close observer of what is lic protest put forth by Father Passaglia in really at work in Italy. This is The Media- his celebrated letter to the bishops, this рө tore, a weekly periodical appearing at Turin, riodical of his is undoubtedly the most imand edited by Father Passaglia, who, with portant thing he has done, for thereby he the assistance of one fellow-laborer, writes has contrived a means of carrying succesa himself almost the whole of it. His peri- fully the seeds of liberal thought into fields odical, as regards the movement in the which are notoriously the most difficult to strictly ecclesiastical sense, is out and out reach, and the most stubborn in resisting the most important publication that has yet such cultivation. Already, indeed, the prog appeared, and a real sign of the times. It ress made good is visibly and unmistakably is entirely devoted to arguing against the apparent. The ecclesiastical opposition to attitude of the court of Rome, on grounds the present attitude of the Holy See is gain exclusively taken from the most orthodox ing confidence to come forward and avow its canonical doctrine. Precisely what is likely opinions. It is no longer skulking in the to appear tiresome and not to the point in timid retirement of troubled minds, trem its mode of reasoning for the general reader bling at the bare thought of daring to say constitutes the peculiar attraction and value openly a word in dissent from the Pope. of the periodical to the ecclesiastical classes, The clergy are growing strong in their conwho are there supplied with the one kind of viction of the canonical soundness of their argument which, because it accommodates views against the temporal power, and have itself to their particular horizon of thought, begun not to flinch from speaking their mind is to them the most telling. Also, it is be- to the Pope. This must be taken as the capcause Father Passaglia feels how much must ital step due to the particular action of depend for the success of his efforts upon Father Passaglia's example and argument. the incontrovertible strictness of his reason. It is acknowledged in the Vatican that the ing that he has avoided inviting fellow-la- Pope has received appeals from members of borers to his assistance. The whole value the Italian clergy urging him to resign his of the publication, as a means of influencing temporal authority, as hurtful to the Church the minds of dévout churchmen, would be in the present state of the world. It is, at once destroyed were it ever to fall into however, there affirmed that these appeals language which the wakeful vigilance of are utterly insignificant, proceeding either Rome could convict of being not orthodox. from reprobate priests, or from individuals Therefore, with immense labor and wonder- who had not the strength of mind to resist ful assiduity, Father Passaglia, week after coercion, but who mostly have privately week, himself addresses the Italian clergy in sought the Pope's forgiveness for an act papers full of his own profound and vast committed under pressure. This is the story theological reasoning, which are attaining a freely circulated by the great upholders of circulation that is rendering the court of the Vatican, but which we have reason to Rome furious. We are informed that the believe utterly without foundation. What Mediatore, which has been started only a ever appeals the Pope may have received as few months, numbers already two thousand yet are merely desultory effusions on the part subscribers, and that among its eager read- of individuals. There is at the present moers are not a few bishops. That it ever can ment, however, on foot a great collective become a great popular periodical is not to declaration in regard to the temporal power be expected. Its scope is one that cannot by the Liberal clergy in Italy, which will allow it to become so. It addresses itself soon be published, with the names of its simply to a class, and that class it addresses subscribers ; and the appearance of this doc


will enable everybody to judge him- spirit of Roman divinity, is to be found self as to the extent of the movement, and amongst the enemies to the Pope's temporal the character of its supporters, while it must power. The work now in progress in Italy, impose silence upon the false statements under the influence of Father Passaglia and that could be freely indulged in by the court some other theologians, is one of great and of Rome as long as the whole matter was in sterling value, for it is changing the hostile a state of suspense. If the names are in temper of a large and most important Cathnumber and character anything like what we olic body upon the point the most vital to have good grounds for expecting to see at the lasting success of an Italian Kingdom ; tached to the document, its publication will and it is as a standard whereby to mark the prove an event, and it will then tax even growing strength of this rising flood of the monstrous audacity of the French Ultra- opinion that we draw attention to the rapmontanes to persevere in their swaggering idly increasing mass of anti-Papal literature assertion that no genuine Catholic, and no in Italy. one truly imbued with the doctrine and

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TAE WALLED LAKE.—The wonderful Walled | in St. Paul's Cathedral—a statue of the histoLake is situated in the central part of Wright rian Hallam having just been placed in that County, Iowa. The shape of the lake is oval. walhalla of illustrious Englishmen. The statue It is about two miles in length, and one mile is of pure white marble, is seven feet six inches wide in the widest part, comprising an area of in height, and has been erected by public subsome 2000 acres. The wall inclosing this lake scription in commemoration of the esteem in is over six miles in length, and is built or com- which this distinguished writer is held by his posed of' stones varying in size from boulders of numerous admirers. The historian is reprotwo tons weight down to small pebbles, and is sented holding in his right hand a pencil, and in intermixed with earth. The top of the wall is bis left a manuscript or notc-book, under which uniform in height above the water in all parts, are placed a volume of each of his two principal which makes its height to vary on the land side works, The Constitutional History,” and according to the unevenness of the country, from “The Middle Ages.” He wears tho robe of a two to twelve fect in height. In the highest part doctor of civil law. the wall measures from ten to twelve feet thick Great pains have been taken by the sculptor at the base, and from four to six at the top, in- to make the drapery at once graceful and natuclining each way-outward and inward. There ral, and as much as possible to represent the is no outlet, but the lake frequently rises and texture of the dress. In these aims he has been flows over the top of the wall. The lake at the very successful, and we are accordingly pleased, deepest part is about ten feet in depth, and but nowise surprised, to learn that Mr. Theed's abounds with large and fine fish, such as pike, work has received the unqualified approval of pickerel, bass, perclı, etc. The water is as clear the committee to whose care the erection of the as crystal, and there is no bubbling or agitation statue has been entrusted, most of whom were to indicate any large springs or feeders. Will personal friends of Hallam, all, as well as his fowl of all kind are plenty upon its bosom. At family, considering the likeness admirable. the north end are two small groves of about ten acres each, no timber being near. It has the appearance of having been wakicd up by human New MODE OF Gold Mining.-The gold hands, and looks like a huge fortress, yet there miners of California have had the felicitous idea are no rock in that vicinity for miles around. of attacking with water the masses of sand and There are no visible signs of the lake being the carth forming the auriferous deposits. The result of volcanic action, the bed being perfectly water is brought in pipes and throin in powersmooth and the border of regular form. The ful jets upon the soil, producing an astonishing lake is seventeen miles from Boon River on the action in levelling the mounds and washing out west, cight miles from Iowa on the east, and the nuggets of gold. At Brandy City, in the about one hundred miles from Cedar Rapids. hilly county of the northern parts, there are nuIt is one of the greatest wonders of the West, merous rich diggings, but ihe soil is very hard, and has already been visited by hundreds of cu- and the application of water has proved highly riosity scekers.

beneficial, and rendered the work incomparably more rapid and more productive. One of the

columns of water there falls for more than eighty STATUE OF HallaM IN St. Paul's.-Anyards, and detaches great masses of carth, while addition of a most interesting character has re- at the same time it washes and separates from it cently been made in the fine array of monuments, the gold it contains.-London Review.


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From Macmillan's Magazine. THE WATER BABIES:



HENCE, unbelieving Sadducees,
And less-believing Pharisees,
With dull conventionalities;
And leave a country muse at ease
To play at leap-frog, if she please,
With children and realities.

and keep a white bull-dog with one gray ear,

and carry her puppies in his pocket, just like ONCE upon

a time there was a little chim- a man. And he would have apprentices, one, ney-sweep, and his name was Tom. That is two, three, if he could. How he would bully a short name, and you have heard it before, them, and knock them about, just as his masso you will not have much trouble in remem- ter did to him ; and make them carry home bering it. He lived in a great town in the the soot sacks, while he rode before them on North country, where there were plenty of his donkey, with a pipe in his mouth and a chimneys to sweep, and plenty of money for flower in his button-hole, like a king at the Tom to earn and his master to spend. He head of his army. Yes, there were good could not read nor write, and did not care times coming ; and, when his master let him to do either; and he never washed himself, have a pull at the leavings of his beer, Tom for there was no water up the court where was the jolliest boy in the whole town. he lived. He had never been taught to say One day a smart little groom rode into the his prayers. He never had heard of God, or court where Tom lived. Tom was just hidof Christ except in words which you never ing behind a wall, to heave half a brick at have heard, and which it would have been his horse's legs, as is the custom of that well if he had never heard. He cried half country when they welcome strangers; but his time, and laughed the other half. He the groom saw him, and halloed to him to cried when he had to climb the dark flues, know where Mr. Grimes, the chimney-sweep, rubbing his poor knees and elbows raw; and lived. Now Mr. Grimes was Tom's own when the soot got into his eyes, which it did master, and Tom was a good man of busievery day in the week ; and when his mas- ness, and always civil to customers, so he ter beat him, which he did every day in the put the half-brick down quietly behind the week; and when he had not enough to eat, wall, and proceeded to take orders. which happened every day in the week like- Mr. Grimes was to come up next morning wise. And he laughed the other half of the to Sir John Harthover's, at the Place, for day, when he was tossing half-pennies with his old chimney-sweep was gone to prison, the other boys, or playing leap-frog over the and the chimneys wanted sweeping. And posts, or bowling stones at the horses' legs so he rode away, not giving Tom time to as they trotted by, which last was excellent ask what the sweep had gone to prison for, fun, when there was a wall at hand behind which was a matter of interest to Tom, as which to hide. As for chimney-sweeping he had been in prison once or twice himself. and being hungry and being beaten, he took Moreover, the groom looked so very neat all that for the way of the world, like the and clean, with his drab gaiters, drab rain and snow and thunder, and stood man- breeches, drab jacket, snow-white tie with fully with his back to it till it was over, as a smart pin in it, and clean, round, ruddy his old donkey did to a hail-storm; and then face, that Tom was offended and disgusted shook his ears and was as jolly as ever ; and at his appearance, and considered him a thought of the fine times coming, when he stuck-up fellow, who gave himself airs bewould be a man, and a master sweep, and cause he wore smart clothes, and other peosit in the public house with a quart of beer ple paid for them; and went behind the wall and a long pipe, and play cards for silver to fetch the half-brick after all : but did not, money, and wear velveteens and ankle-jacks, remembering that he had come in the way

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