“Lor!” exclaimed the tailder, "what about that too, though I bean't fond o' a odd thing, to be sure ! I reckon I should discoosing of it." ha' been most afraid to ha' took that there “ You've seed a chace actilly ?” money, thinking it wasn't quite, you know, Well as you ax me, Tailder, in that of a safe soart to deal with."

there pointed way, I say yes, I hev. As Many a man would ha' feeled so too,” to what they was a-hunting of I couldn't answered the host; “but the money was percisely say, though I may bev my suspi. much wanted, and nobody never made the cions. But the hunt I seed sure enougb ; least objection to taking of it nor no harm and what the sight was a-sent to me for ever come, and 'tis a good while agone to me and Jan Withiel, that is — I could

never understand. But we seed it.” The telling of this weird story seemed “ Lor!” said the Tailder, was it very to have disposed tbe elements to diable- terrible?” rie; for the wind and the rain increased “ Not terrible at all, till you knowed and considerably while it was being recited, feeled what it was. Now if you attended and daylight had all but disappeared. to what I said about the little doug what There was, however, an ample fire on the I found, and what was took from me, you hearth, which yielded a dim, religious would ha' marked how I said I couldn't or rather, let me say, ghostly - light. see the bosses gallop, not then. The Fishing was, for the present, out of the meaning of which was, that I could and question, and I think I may say it was did see a chace, and a pretty smart one at quite out of mind, so much were I and my another time. Now, as it isn't by no schoolfellows tremblingly attracted by the means possible to do no work out o' doors mystery of the chaney doug. We were this sad afternoon, I don't mind telling subjected to a spell similar to that which of 'ee what happened to me and to Jan fascinated the wedding guests once upon Withiel; and I hope you'll be careful and a time, and were content to postpone not be too ready to talk about what I say, other amusement that we might snatch because such things isn't to be named too this fearful joy. I don't think either of us freely. would have relished passing a night alone “ Well then, I dare say you knowed in the cottage; but as the present circum. Tom Mulliss down to Crosslanes blasstances admitted of a strong human alli. phemious Tom they called un, — and a ance in case the devil should come that rare hand he was at the cussing - the way again, curiosity got the better of ter- wust that ever I heerd. If you didn't

know un, you've heerd of un. As we began inwardly to digest the knowed un? I thought so. Well, you interesting little incident of which we may remember that many parsons, preachhad been informed, the tailder broke the ers, and others, tooked opportoonities of silence by remarking,

speaking seriously to Tom, and what they “What a pity it was that you couldn't called remonsterating 'long with un about see them bootiful cattle what you've de. the terrible speech what he allowed hisself scribed, running of something! I reckon to use. But it wasn't no good. And 'twould ha' been a sight worth behould. when they pressed un' and said he might ing.”

be cut off some lay with a oath or blas. “I reckon it would,” replied the host, in phemious speech upon his tongue, he said a half-mocking tone.

there'd be time enough to say · Lord, ha' “What do these sperrits take, I won. massy,' and that was all that was wanted. der?” continued the tailder; “not foxes, Most people thought that this was only I should think, nor hares, nor rabbits said by way of a answer to keep the godly peither."

people from troubling un, and that he “No, Tailder, I should think not,” an. wasn't in reality no better than a onbeswered the host, in a tone which still liever. Whether 'twas said in airnest or seemed to indicate preoccupation of mind. as a put-off, certain it is that Tom comed After a little time, however, and a copious by his end in sich a way that he couldn't draught, he was "all there" again in the ba' called out even • Lord, ha' massy,' if actual world, and spoke less laconically. he'd had a mind to. He was a-killed, as

“It is a strange thing,” said he, “but I dare say you know, in Kingwick quarry, your remarks about what game the chaney by a big block of stone falling suddent dougs followed seemed exactly to meet and crushing of un. the thoughts wbat was in my mind as you " Jan Withiel was something of a blood spoke. 'Tis a very solemn subject what relation of Tom Mulliss, and I had knowed they runs, and perhaps I knows a little | Tom when he was doing some work for


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my ould squire; so we thought, as he had cry. It falled as the wind falled, and come died some ways from his own parish, that back with every little breeze. It was we'd go over to the burying. And we coming nearer too.

He was buried in the evening " • Darned,' says I, “if there isn't someafter work-hours, that the quarrymen thing afoot in Trevergut bottom. They'm might attend; and these men when they a-pushing this way. If I knows anything seed we had come over for ould acquaint- of sich matters, they'll cross the stream ance' sake to see the last o' their mate, by Kinstone and sweep round Deedon was very friendly and free. After the bury- Ball towards Llandriddon. From where ing, they tooked us to the Miner's Rest, we be we can cut across to t'other side o' and entertained us handsome. Cider, and Deedon Ball in less than fifteen minutes, porter, and sperrits we had there in plenty, and see the whole what's a-doing there. and passed a quiet, orderly evening, with. And we set off, never remembering what out any singing or fighting, only good a opnatural time it was for a chace to be sensible drink and sober talk as was be-on. We cleared the copse to our left, got coming on such a occasion. We talked, across the fields and was over the saddle amangst other things, such as cock-fight of the Ball in less time aʼmost than I'd ing and wrastling, of poor ould Tom, and a-said. Coming there we meets the moo. wondered what was become of'n — wheth. sic quite full. We was all right, but on. er he was a-melted away to nothing, as he luckily the hunt keeped a good bit lower said he should, or whether he'd had to down the hill than I expected, and we give account of his doings while he was didn't get so close a view as could be here. Some of the men said they b'lieved wished. But we seed the whole field pass there was a account, and they feared it to a tearing pace, and the voices of the might be a warm reckoning for Tom. dougs was like one sweet bell. Nothing Others thought that rash and strong words in the world could be finer. With such didn't always argify the worst heart, 'cos speed they was soon past, and I thinks to they knowed a.many mealy-mouthed ones myself, • This here's a strong fox or what. what was certainly infarnal rogues. Oth- ever 'tis; and he mean'th to get round ers, again, maintained that Tom was a there to Pike wood, and see if he can't tire friendly, sociable feller, and there was 'em out between bottom and bottom. I always a allowance made for chaps o' that knows the tricks of 'em, and why they temper. Perhaps 'twouldn't be so bad for passes so low down Deedon Ball. Now in Tom as for a good many ould sinners going for Pike wood 't will be all round to what didn't swear, and what called their our right again; and if we gets back to the selves precise and righteous.

fields we lately crossed, there'll be a fine “When we'd a-drinked ourselfs perty bust there across the open in twenty min. cheerful, Jan Withiel and me took our utes' time. It'll take 'em that to wind leaf. We offered to pay our shot for the round the neck of Coulter Bend that entertainment; but the miners wouldn't run'th off from the Ball.' I explained this by no manner of means hear of it, saying to Jan, and we went back, never quite los. we'd made a journey and losed half-a-day's ing the note of the dougs. At last, after work coming to pay respect to a comrade we'd been a little while in the fields again, of theirs, and they meaned to stand every it was a borne down quite full upon the thing. So we parted very loving. Upon wind, and we knowed they was coming. the road Jan Withiel was hiccupping a 666 What ever is that?' saith Jan, a. little, but he knowed well what he was pointing across the fields; and I looked about, for he said he wondered whether and seed I can't tell what. 'Twas some. Tom was a bad one in grain, or only a thing dark and shapeless, but not like a foreright talker. I said I was afeared animal of no soart, for 'twas upright for'n, 'cause I'd knowed Tom afore he upright, Tailder. My buttons, I was puzcome among they mining chaps, and he zled; but there wasn't no time to consider, was a regular miserable sinnerlike, in for at that moment the pack broke into hactions so well as words; and I tould'n the fields, and after a few yards they a few of the things which, to my knowl. caught sight of what was before mun. edge, Tom had a done. 'Tisn't necessary The moosic was delightful; the riders, to mention mun now. 'Twasn't a onpleas- mounted like piskies,* follered up close ant night, and we walked along for a to the tail of the dougs, and the leading couple of miles discoosing mildly about one broked out into a view.holla. Such a the bottomless pit and the suitableness of pace I never witnessed in no field before. repenting before long, when we catched the sound upon the wind of a pack in full

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The hosses stretched out like greyhounds, | But the plots of the stories were probably the hollerin' was magnificent, the horn due to hard drinking, stupefied by which, sounded most merrily. The dougs tin- men of his class often enough saw visions kled together like a pitch-pipe, and you which they could not afterwards separate might ha' covered the whole cry of 'em from actual experience. wi' a handkercher. Jan and me got so We, his juvenile audience, had now to keen that we runn'd a little ways; but make up our minds to leave the fireside, bless 'ee, our legs wasn't of much use and to turn out and walk four or five miles where the speed was like lightning. We home in the storm, for there was no sign soon failed in our wind, and as the sight of the weather clearing up, and we had was shooting away from us it come across lingered until there was barely time to do my mind all to once that this pace of the tre journey before dark. So we bade tempest, and hunting in the night, was a good evening to the tailder and his friend, oncommon thing. And I calls out, Jan, and left the weird apartment. The pelt. in the name of God, what have we been ing of the storm forced our minds to running of?? As I spoke, my dear Tail- attend to it, and as there was daylight der, the whole show vanished away; there outside, that also helped to dispel weird was neither sight nor sound: Jan and me illusion. Nevertheless, as our way lay by was a-standing solitary in the open field, Nicholls's fields, I could not help won. by the copse:

dering whether a chaney doug might be • What do 'ee think o' that? ' says I, sheltering himself from the rain in the when I'd got my breath.

weeds inside the fence. Great part of *** Poor old som! he'th a-met with it,' our path ran over a high open down, and answered Jan.

gloriously drenched did we get as “ We said very little after that. We crossed. It was the remembrance of this felt stunned like. We parted half a mile wetting which brought back the stories. from here, and I come home and went to Now the host and ex-huntsman, or ex. bed, but lied awake. Jan Withiel joined kennelman, calls up the recollection of a the Methodys after thai. I didn't. Jan's person of some celebrity who has only dead now

lately joined the majority. The stables I was profoundly impressed by these and kennel, where the man had formerly accounts. As I remarked before, I was officiated, not being at a certain time requite unaccustomed to hear marvels of quired by the owner, were lent for a week this kind described as having come within or two to the Reverend Jack Russell, who the personal experience of the narrator; came to take his pastime in that difficult and here we had not only the testimony country. It may have been in the winter of an eyewitness (as he would have had of the same year in which I had heard the us believe), but we sat in the very apart. romances; and I know that the host, acment in which the scene of one story was companied by his friend the tailder, often laid. The narratives were circumstan- appeared on foot at some period of the tial; I may add that they were recounted Rev. Jack's sport. in a bold ready fashion, not at all as if the As a small boy on a pony I have once host were inventing as he proceeded; the or twice had the honor of seeing Jack weather was in every way calculated to Russell in the field; and as a small boy heighten the effect of such lore, and the off a pony I had once the opportunity of firelight fickering on our faces and on the bearing Jack Russell preach, he having household stuff, facilitated the direction consented to turn to secondary account of our minds to the affairs of Hades. the day which he could not devote to his After having greedily devoured the tales, cardinal mission. Woe is me that I was I wished that I had not heard them. too young to form any opinion of the revThey often recurred to me at times when erend gentleman as either sportsman or I could readily have dispensed with them. preacher! I can only remember concern. I was a little boy when I heard them. I ing the sermon that, according to my have pondered them as a growing lad, as standard of merit in those days, it was a young man, and as a man no longer very admirable – that is to say, it was of young, and made various speculations as very moderate length. It was said that to what could have produced them. My many goody people absented themselves last judgment on the matter is, that the from church, scandalized at the idea of man who told them was not conscious of Jack in the pulpit; it was further said that lying in all he said. Of embellishment, Jack, to make these defaulters understand and of the supply of details from imagina. by evidence how unjust they were, moved tion, I do not doubt that he was guilty. I the congregation to tears by the pathos

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of his discourse. I can only say that I | life without the world crying shame on did not cry nor observe any one that did ; him. Another exemplary rector, when yet for all that, there may have been copi. about middle-aged, took io his bed one ous weeping, which was a phenomenon day, without any disease, and never, exfor which I was not keenly on the look cept once, left it again until he died a very out.

old man.

The one instance of his rising Jack must have been a wonderfully pa. and dressing was at an election time, tient, good-tempered man. It was my lot when he drove four miles to give his vote. once to be close by his side in a wood. A third reverend pastor I remember to How we came to be alone together I can have heard, when powerfully refreshed now give no account, but so it was. The with liquor, delivering himself in a public dogs were down below in some deep dell place concerning guns and drums and where it was impossible for a mounted wounds. It was said to me at the time person to follow them. He was listening that he had been a chaplain in Nelson's with all his ears for sounds below, while fleet, so that some of his warlike observamy pony, understanding this to be an in. tions would seem to bave been suggested terlude, improved it by dragging half-dead by experience. The Church has always leaves from the trees and champing them. a sprinkling of black sheep who hold • My little fellow,” said Jack Russell, “ I their ground against law and opinion. In can't distinguish sounds while your pony the early part of the century the blacks is biting the leaves. Pray, keep him were sportsmen, hard drinkers, and imquiet.” Of course I turned the pony's moral livers ; now they are defiant of the head from the leaves. But in a minute, laws of the land, and want to take us back with a lad's heedlessness, my mind was to Rome. elsewhere, and the pony began browsing. It is quite possible that the threatening A second time Jack Russell besought me of evil times which regards glebe lands as to keep the peace. I confusedly apolo- well as other landed property, may have gized, checked the pony, and presently the effect of making the clergy somewhat let him begin his noise again. I must less contentious. Already, as I believe, have been cautioned at least six times on a great many livings have been reduced this same lead before I finally attended in value by the cloud which hangs over to what was said. Jack did not speak a the land ; and incumbents, who may bit more sharply the sixth time than he their temporal holdings assailed before did the first, nor show the least sign of long, may grow less keen about inviting irritation. Many a man would have laid martyrdom on matters of form and ritual. his whip across me for such arrant inat. We do not seem ripe yet for the very detention.

cided step of seizing all the land in the Though my personal acquaintance with country and making it public property; the Rev. Jack ceased long ago, I had often but no doubt there is among us a strong opportunities of hearing anecdotes about democratic section which meditates a raià bim, which I do not repeat here, because of some kind on landlords. I was amused I observe that biographies of him have at the answer made by the Duke of Argyll been published, which no doubt contain to Mr. Henry George two or three months most of his sayings and doings that have ago. His Grace said - and proved, too, been noted since he became celebrated by a long argument that to forcibly Perhaps it is not generally known that the appropriate the land would be immoral. reverend sportsman one day, while the But Mr. George seems to have had a bet. thermometer showed many degrees of ter comprehension of the present times frost, dismounted in the field, took a sitz: than the duke has. Mr. George, no doubt, bath in a running stream, and then jumped perceives that reasoning from moral prin. again into his saddle and finished a very ciples is out of date. Parliament disposed notable day. He seems to have been of all such old-world standards when it born just a little too late. Fifty years passed the Irish Land Act. We must since there were plenty of west-country oppose popular movements on grounds "parsons ” who would have kept him in more potent than those of morality, or countenance, and if they could not quite we shall lose our labor. We have passed equal his seats in the hunting-field, would the Rubicon which separates might from have challenged notoriety in many other right. ways. One burning and shining light, It is a remarkable thing that the desire :whom I just recollect, was the squire and for change at home has made millions chief magistrate as well as the rector of of our people indifferent to our interests This iparish, who led a particularly immoral | abroad, although we are likely to feel the


bad effects of a mistaken foreign policy dreamland are made accessible, and the more speedily than any class advantage door is shut on the workaday world. Not which new laws may bring about. Russia only are the versification and sentiment working up to the Indus, and the anarchy entrancing, but the thoughts are made to which the Mahdi is likely to produce in look so simple, and the meaning is so eviEgypt, are causes of severe trouble to be dent, that such meditation cannot fatigue apprehended in the near future. If we by in the dog-days. It is bootless to think wilful indifference allow these troubles to of a passing sip of it, and then a return to come upon us, they will not be cured or more substantial fare. Once essay the compensated for by any extension of the taste, and there is no escape from a full franchise.

meal. Let one but just run his eye over A propos of the Mabdi. I was interested to discover in reading the other day

In that delightful province of the Sun, the case of another Egyptian adventurer and he is the slave of Thomas Moore for who made a noise in the world before at least the next hour of his existence. Mahomet's time. It will be remembered

I suppose that on a dreamy day like that when St. Paul was rescued from the this one particularly appreciates simplicity mob at Jerusalem by Claudius Lysias the in writing. But the quality which is pechief captain, the latter said to him, " Art culiarly welcome and valuable at times not thou that Egyptian, which before when thought is a little sluggish, must be these days madest an uproar, and leddest desirable in all poetic composition. For out into the wilderness fourthousand poetry is itself a luxury; it is a delicious men that were murderers ?” Dr. Adam medium for communicating ideas: and Clarke in his note on the passage says as there would be a contradiction of design follows:

in first making the medium agreeable and An Egyptian, whose name is not known, then marring the favor of it. I cannot pretended to be a prophet, and told his follow- believe but that, in poetry, obscurity is ers that the walls of Jerusalem would fall down ever a blemish. before them, if they would assist him in making Fifty years ago Moore received, proban attack on the city. He had address enough | ably, as much commendation and worship to raise a rabbie of 30,000 men, and with these as his heart could wish ; but his fame has advanced as far as the Mount of Olives; but waned considerably, and though few would Felix, the Roman governor, came suddenly be ready to deny his merits, yet all seem upon him, with a large body of Roman troops, both infantry and cavalry: the mob was speed" I willing that he should stand aside. This, ily dispersed, four hundred killed, two hundred perhaps, is the natural fate of a poet who taken prisoners; and the Egyptian himself, may depict with great vividness scenes with some of his most faithful friends, escaped, which are wholly foreign to the experience of whom no account was ever afterwards heard. I of the bulk of his readers. Moore has in As Lysias found such an outcry made against “ Lalla Rookh" made himself so wholly Paul, he supposed that he must be some egre- Eastern, that there is not a link or a strand gious malcfactor, and probably that Egyptian to connect us of the rugged West with his who had escaped, as related above.

characters and scenes. Hence there is a A hint might have been with advantage defect of sympathy: The poems do not taken from Felix in 1884, as one is apt to impress us as realities. They rank, in think.

this respect, with the “ Arabian Nights' From the Mahdi it is a simple tran- Entertainments " and the “ Tales of the sition to the veiled prophet of Khorassan Genii.” Byron, though he also would and bis insurrection. I take up “ Lalla sometimes wander in spirit into Oriental Rookh,” which I have not looked into for life, always kept his reader in mind of many days, and am immediately lapped in things that are common to all humanity, a delight to which I have lately been a whether its pilgrimage be passed near the stranger. What I am most impressed rising or the setting sun.. By those subwith, at this reading of the luxurious lines, tile bonds he has caused the foreign adis the skill which has removed or avoided ventures to seem to us more real and more everything that could have proved an im. deeply interesting. Moore's enchantment pediment to the reader's free absorption is so complete, that for the time that we of the poet's ideas. Every valley is ex. are with with him we are entirely rapt; alted, and every mountain brought low; but the rapture can only endure for a the way is as sinooth as velvet; progress time, and there is little or nothing in our is on siiken wings which wave without an workaday life to connect us with the effort; there is no tedium until the soul dream that we have dreamed. Byron's is cloyed with sweets; the recesses of l lines suggest themselves continually as

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