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brother “ little darling.” The tricks played / says,
“Only look, dear mamma, what an on the fairy prime minister in the last book excellent plan I have got to cure you! of the series will amuse the youngest chil. Your back will always be well now. It dren, especially when they hear of his hav- won't hurt the chair to have a ducking ing to turn head over heels across three every night. It will make it stronger. tight-ropes stretched in his way by a spider, What a pleasant picture this gives us ; the of his baving the gout from eating too much little boy jumping up and down while deroast tiger-lily and of his almost cracking his scribing his sure way to improve the furnileft wing by sneezing after a pinch of dust ture! And there are plenty more nice chilof snap-dragon. But as a rule, the plan dren in the books. There are the children laid down by the author may well be fol- who can't speak plain, but call their brothers lowed, and parents may distribute the books" bedders," and say they " sant” do things, according to the size of the priut and the and give new versions of Blue Beard, maklength of the stories.
ing out that his name was Blue Man's Beard, It is not so easy for us to say why we like and that, instead of telling his wife that he the nightcap books. We have admitted al- would kill her, he said to his sister, “If ready that at first our critical judgment was you don't come down I gib you popping.” not wholly in their favour. We have been And there are the children who, wben they converted by better judges, but they have are being christened, pull off the clergynot supplied us with any reasons for the man's spectacles, and who land their porconversion. A child likes a book because ridge on the tip of their nose instead of he likes it. A grown-up person must be guiding it into their mouth. And others go able to give an account of his likes and his to church one Sunday when there is a coldislikes, if not instinctively, at all events lection, and march up the aisle during serby the force of habit. We can pick out vice, and put their bright new pennies into certain stories which pleased us from the the plate, instead of waiting for it to be beginning. The descriptions of the fairy handed round. This variety of children, world with the little pink and white buttons and the conviction that they are all drawn of mushrooms springing out of the earth from life, give the nightcap books one and making satin-wood tables for the fairy great attraction. It is plain that we are revel, of the golden buttercups full of spark- admitted into the family confidence of the ling May dew which had been bottled up for author. She expects that the children to six weeks, and now foamed out its fragrance, whom she tells her stories will exclaim, took our fancy: “ The Rose Crown,” in Why, mamma, I know Lily!” and Big Nightcaps, is an exquisite story. We Why, it is Howard, little Howard !” hardly like to tell it, because it ought to be Of course there cannot be the same read through, and no summary could do amount of personal recognition on this justice to it. Then we are much pleased side of the Atlantic, as there was in the by the account of “Good Little Henry "State from which these six nightcaps have who hears his mamma say that lifting him flown like so many small white balloons in and out of his bath makes her back ache. crossing the wide ocean. But we think there He steals quietly upstairs, puts one little will be no lack of friendliness among Engchair at the side of the bath and another in lish children for their new cousins and the tbe water, and steps in and out with their aunt who has brought them over, and though belp. When his mamma, who thought he no passport is needed, we hope our words was still downstairs reading, finds out what may serve to introduce them into many he has done, he “jumps up and down,” and families.
METEORS. - When we are told, remarks the even allow us the comfort of supposing that but Express, that seven and a half millions of me- few of the heavier missiles from outer space are teorites, large enough to be visible at night, fall hurled against our planet. On the contrary, into our atmosphere in every twenty-four hours, we are told - and there is no reason for disputand that ninety-nine out of every hundred of ing the announcement - that many hundreds these never pass away again beyond its confines, of the larger sort of aërolites fall in a single day the question naturally suggests itself — “How into our atmosphere. The heaviest missiles made far are we safe from the effects of so tremendous use of on board our iron-clads or in our most a bombardment ?" Granted that the major powerfully-armed forts are mere feathers compart of these missiles weigh but a few pounds, pared to some few of the aërolites which are thus yet even so, we seem, at first sight, to be but in- hurled at us. There is now in the British Muefficiently protected. Four-pounder guns, for seum the fragments of one of those aërolites, example, have ere this worked serious mischief and this fragment weighs nearly six tons. in battles and sieges. Nor will astronomers
BX WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.
THE OLD WORLD SPARROW. And oh ! how sweet's the time the lover's feet
May come before the door to seek a bride,
As he may stand and knock with shaking band, We hear, the note of a stranger bird,
And lean to hear the sweetest voice inside; That ne'er in our land till now was heard. While there a heart will leap to hear once more A winged settler has taken his place
The stip-step light, and tip-tap slight, With Teutons and men of the Celtic race;
Against the door. He has followed their path to our hemisphere - How sweet's the time when we are in our prime, The Old World Sparrow at last is here.
With children, now our care and aye our joy,
And child by child may scamper, skipping wild, He meets not here, as beyond the main,
Back home from school or play-games, girl or The fowler's snare and the poisoned grain,
boy, But snug built homes on the friendly tree;
And there upon the door-stone leap once more, And crumbs for his chirping family
With stip-step light, and tip-tap slight, Are strewn when the winter fields are drear,
Against the door. For the Old World Sparrow is welcome here.
Be my abode, beside some uphill road, The insect legions that sting our fruit,
Where people pass along, if not abide, And strip the leaves from the growing shoot, And not a place where day may bring no face A swarming, skulking, ravenous tribe,
With kindly smiles, as lonesome hours may Which Harris and Flint so well describe
glide; But cannot destroy, may quail with fear, But let me hear some friend, well-known before, For the Old World Sparrow, their bane, is here. With stip-step light, and tip-tap slight,
Against the door.
Barnes's Rural Poems.
THE FALLING SNOW.
I WATCH to see the dim procession pass
The struggling, shadowy shapes that come and Who signs with his crescent his wicked work,
go; And causes the half-grown fruit to fall,
I sit and tch, through clouded panes of glass, Shall be seized and swallowed, in spite of all Through gauzy curtains of the falling snow. His sly devices of cunning and fear,
The fairy phantoms of the peopled air For the Old World Sparrow, his foe, is here.
Come softly gliding to the earth below :
I sit and list ; I list in vain to hear
The feathery footfall of the falling snow.
No sound, save now and then a muffled hoof In vain, to escape that busy beak,
And muffled wheel ; and in the silence, lo ! And fairer harvests shall crown the year,
I sit and worship, 'neath my whitening roof For the Old World Sparrow at last is here.
The world keeps Sabbath for the falling snow. Hearth and Home.
White wings are fluttering all around to-day,
Unseen, unheard — the loved of long ago ! Alas ! why miss and mourn I, more than they,
The forms that rest beneath the falling snow?
BY CHARLES G. AMES.
AT THE DOOR.
TRE waters roll, quick-bubbling by the shoal, The Hudson from the Wilderness to the Sea,
Or leap the rock, outfoaming in a bow. by Benson J. Lossing (Virtue), will be rememThe wind blows free in gushes round the tree, bered as having appeared about eight years ago
Along the grove of oaks in double row, in the Art Journal. The handsome volume Where lovers seek the maidens' evening floor, before us has been revised by the author, whose With stip-step light, and tip-tap slight, preface bears the date of 1866. The illustraAgainst the door.
tions, which are very numerous, are not of an
ambitious kind, nor are they executed wth any With iron bound, the wheel-rims roll around,
very elaborate finish, but they serve their purAnd crunch the crackling flint below their load. pose of assisting the descridtion very well. The The gravel, trod by horses ironshod,
book itself seems well written. As Mr. Lossing All crackles shrill along the beaten road,
says, “ the Hudson is by far the most interestWhere lovers come to seek, in our old place, ing river in America." His book is a good With stip-step light, and tip-tap slight, guide to its history, as well as to its scenery. The maiden's face.
No. 1288.-February 6, 1869.
CONTENTS. 1. INAUGURAL ADDRESS OF DR. McCosa, PRESIDENT
OF PRINCETON COLLEGE, - ACADEMIC TEACHING
ÆCUMENICAL COUNCIL THE POPE'S OPINION
Saturday Review, 4. ELEPHANT Haunts. By Henry Faulkner,
Spectator, 6. Phineas Finn. Part XVI., by Mr. Trollope, . saint Paul's, . 6. SIR RICHARD MAYNE ; REVERDY JOHNSON,
Spectator, HENRY WARD BEECHER ; MUSICAL PITCH, London Review, 7. THE COUNTRY-HOUSE ON THE RHINE. Part XII.
By Berthold Auerbach. Translated from the Ger-
: Die Presse, 8. THE MAN Wiru Two MEMORIES,
Spectator, 9. THE EMPIRE OF NOVELS,
Spectator, 10. THREE PHASES OF SCIENTIFIC FINANCE,
Spectator, 11. SENSIBLE COOKING,
Macmillan's Magazine, 12. MR. LONGFELLOW ÎN FLORENCE,
London News, 18. ROBERT BURNS,
J. G. Whittier,
POETRY. ROBESPIERRE'S VERSES,
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Would God I were now by the sea,
By the winding wet-worn caves,
By the ragged rents of the rocks, And that there as a bird I might be
White-winged with the sea-skimming flocks ; Where the spray and the breeze blow free
O’er the ceaseless mirth of the waves,
And dishevel their loose grey locks.
Carry, I heed not where
Somewhither far away, Somewhither far from my hateful home,
Where the breast of the breeze is sprinkled
BY J. R. PLANCHE.
The Fairies trace on dewy green
Are glittering in the moonlight seen :
And lovers roaming hand in hand
And deem themselves in Fairyland.
The Brownie plies his friendly flail
Is hush'd the Banshie's boding wail :
On Albyn's hills and Erin's strand;
Under the Crown.
Where the restless deep is maddened with glee;
THE BURNS FESTIVAL. Over the waves' wild ecstacy
Tue following letter from Mr. John G. WhitThrough the wild blown foam!
tier was read at the Burns festival at WashingFraser's Magazine.
W. H. M.
ton last evening:
AMEBORY, 1st Month, 18th Day. 1899. Dear Friend:- I thank the club represented by thee for remembering me on the occasion of
its annual festival. Though I have never been HIPPOLYTUS TO ARTEMIS.
able to trace my ancestry to the Land o' Cakes, I
have — and I know it is saying a great deal χαίρε μοι, ώ καλλίστα. - EUR. Ηip. 69.
& Scotchman's love for the poet whose fame
deepens and broadens with years. The world MINE own, my one desire,
has never known a truer singer. We may critiVirgin most fair
cise his rustic verse and compare his brief and Of all the virgin choir ! Hail, oh most pure, most perfect, loveliest one! simple lyrics with the works of men of longer
scrolls and loftier lyres ; but after rendering Lo, in mine hand I bear,
to Wordsworth, Tennyson, and Browning, the Woven for the circling of thy long gold hair, Culled leaves and flowers, from places which the homage which the intellect owes to genius, we
turn to Burns, if not with awe and reverence,
with a feeling of personal interest and affection. The spring long shines upon :
We admire others; we love him. As the day Where never shepherd hath driven flock to graze, of his birth comes round I take down his wellNor any grass is mown:
worn volume in grateful commemoration and feel But there sound through all the sunny soft warm that I am communing with one whom living ! days,
could have loved as much for his true manhood Mid the green holy place,
and native nobility of soul as for those wonderThe wild bee's wings alone.
ful songs of his which shall sing themselves forYea, with the jealous care The maiden Reverence tends the fair things there, And watereth all of them with sprinkling showers as an aimless versifier –“ the idle singer of an
They know little of Burns who regard him Of pearled grey dew from a pure running river.
Pharisees in the church and oppresWhoso is chaste of spirit utterly,
sors in the state knew better than this. They Untaught, yet so, even from his infancy,
felt those immortal sarcasms which did not die May gather there the dews and leaves and flowers; with the utterer, but lived on to work out the The unchaste, never.
divine commission of Providence. In the shout But thou, oh Goddess, and dearest love of mine, of enfranchised millions, as they lift the untitled Take, and about thine hair
Quaker of Rochdale into the British cabinet, I This anadem entwine
seem to hear the voice of the Ayrshire poet : Take, and for my sake wear.
“For a' that and a' that, Yea, take it, Queen, from me,
It's comin' yet fir a' that;
That man to man the world o'er
Shall brothers be for a' that."
I am, very truly, thy friend, Fraser's Magazine. W. H. M.
John G. WHITTIER.
At a meeting of the Board of Trustees, cheers, and escorted to the President's of the College of New Jersey, at Princeton, house, from the porch of which he made a April 29th, 1868, the Reverend James Mc- short address to the students, which was Cosh, D.D., LL.D., Professor of Logic warmly applauded. and Metaphysics in Queen's College, Bel- On the day of the inauguration, October fast, Ireland, was unanimously chosen to 27th, special trains from New York and the office of President of the College, made Philadelphia brought to Princeton such a vacant by the resignation of the Reverend concourse of graduates and of learned, and Dr. Maclean.
distinguished men from different parts of His acceptance of the office called forth the country, as has never before been known unusual marks of public favor on both sides in the history of the College. of the Atlantic. In Scotland, as well as After the Inaugural Address of the PresIreland, distinguished assemblies were gath- ident, which was heard with unabated inered in honor of the President-elect, to ex- terest to the close, the whole assembly rose press to him their good wishes at parting and greeted him with enthusiastic cheers. In our own country, the sister Colleges of In the evening the President held a reHarvard, Brown, and Jefferson, conferred ception at his house, while a promenade upon him their highest academic degrees; concert, provided by the students, was and on his arrival at Princeton, October given in the adjoining campus, the College 20th, he was met at the station by the fac- grounds and buildings being brilliantly illuulties and students of the College and The- minated. ological Seminary, welcomed with hearty
Dr. McCosh's published works (Robert Carter & Brothers,) are :
1. The Method of Divine Government, Physical and Moral. 2. Typical Forms and Special Ends in Creation. 3. The Intuition of the Mind Inductively Investigated. 4. An Examination of Mr. J. S. Mill's Philosophy, Being a Defence of Fundamental Truth. 6. Philosophical Papers.
How does it come that, with so many su- / welfare and progress of the world do so perior men in America, I have been invited much depend, into warmer friendship, and to become President of Princeton, is a closer fellowship. Are we not one in race, question which I have often been putting to a somewhat mixed race, the main element myself these last few months, without being in both being the Anglo-Saxon with its love able to find a satisfactory answer. So I of personal liberty and its perseverance; think it best to “ give it up," and turn to the same in language, in literature, in reinquiries which have no personal bearing. ligion, in the love of education and of free
But before doing so, I feel bound to say dom? Why, with such bonds uniting them, that the very fact of your calling me to this should not the hearts of the two great comhigh office is a proof that you have no jeal-munities beat in unison, and their hands ousy of the old country. It is one of the combine in common efforts for the Chrismotives impelling me to tear myself from tianization, the enlightenment and civilizathe land wbich I so much loved, and to tion of mankind. I do not expect to be come to this country, which I will not love able to further this end by politics (in which the less because I loved and do still love I do not mean to appear as a partisan); the one I have left, that I may labor to but surely all here may belp it by the bindbring the two nations on which the future ing influence of literature, science and