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I packed up my jewels, and sent them back to their point out a score of men who have been at work in the facowner, who had been generous enough to give them, as tories, now holding great works of their own. though I had been fit to be his wife. My good Giulia Accidents? Well, yes; we do have accidents, in spite carried them, after mourning over them for an hour, and of all precautions and inspection. Now you, a stranger, early on the following day I went out to look for Placido. coming down to see a coal-pit, look upon it as a dangerous

“I've come to say good-by, Placido. I'm off now to the place. Without being cowardly, you'll shudder when we Alps.”

go down the great black shaft a couple of hundred yards, The Alps !” cried Placido, wonderingly.

and you'll then walk as if you were going through a powder“ For Niccolo," I said, brightly. “We are not going to magazine. But you know what you used to write in your copyEngland though. The signor is going alone.”

book at school, “ Familiarity breeds contempt.” Truer words Placido sprang from his boat with a radiant face.

were never written, and I see it proved every week. It's " Ah, Netta! is it truth? But


shall not travel dangerous work going up and down our pit, and yet the alone.”

men will laugh, and talk, and do things that will almost “ Of course I shall travel alone. I did it before with a make your blood run cold. It is like throwing a spark sadder heart.”

amongst gunpowder to open a lamp in some parts of our “ I am going to see my mother,” said Placido. “I hope mine; but our men, for the sake of a pipe, will run all risks, you will not object.”

even to lighting matches on the walls, and taking naked “Why should I object ?” I said. “ Your mother will be candles to stick up, that they may see better to work. glad to see you."

Yes, we've had some bad accidents here, but I shall never “ As glad as your Niccolo to see you.”

forget one that happened five-and-twenty years ago this “I'll take care to tell her you are coming,” I said. Christmas. Tell you about it? Good; but it shall be after “You think, then, that you are likely to out-walk me?”. tea, by the warm fireside, and then if you like to go down “What! do you mean to say that you are coming with the pit in the morning, why, go you shall

. me now?"

Hark! That's the new piano — Christmas present my I mean to be your fellow-traveller,” he said, “unless girls coaxed me out of, with the old lady to back them up. you tell me truly that you would rather be alone."

Seventy pounds, bang. Collard and Collard, London. Listen. I could not say that I would rather go alone, so we made They're practising up those tunes to please me, because I our journey together back to the Alps. As we went along, don't like your new-fangled fantasias and arrangements. Placido told me much of his former journeys, and what There you are, you see, set as duets our two old favorite grief he had suffered, and what dreary things he had said Yorkshire pieces, “ Christians, Awake!"and“ Vital Spark.” to himself; and I knew well that his misery had been be- You may hear them played by every brass band in the councause I could not love him. As for me, I confessed my ty. We'll have 'em sung after tea. carelessness with regard to Niccolo, and my feelings There, that's cosy. This is the time I always enjoy, — towards the English signor, which had been all made after tea, with the curtains drawn; the wind driving the up of pride; and Placido tried to excuse me a little, and snow in great pats against the window-panes as it howls promised not to think ill of me. It was much happier down the hillside, and makes the fire roar up the chimney. travelling with him than wandering quite alone, and by the Not particular over a scuttle of coals here, you see. One time we got near his village I was grieved that the journey


London friends was down here once, and he declared

that if he lived down here he should amuse himself all day We sat upon two large pine-stumps then, and looked at long with poker and shovel. each other gravely. Another wind of the road would And now, about this story of the accident I promised — bring us within sight of friends. I had felt a strange joy only to hear this you must have a little more beside. You in being alone in the world with Placido, and I knew by needn't go out of the room, my dear. Placido's face that he liked taking care of me.

Well, as I told you, it was five-and-twenty years ago, and “ Netta,” said Placido, simply, “will you be my wife at

I was just five-and-twenty years old then, working as reglast ?

ular pitman on the day or night shift. Dirty work, of "I wonder you ask me again,” I said; “but it would course, but there was soap in the land even in those days; cost me far too dear to refuse you now.”

and when I came up, after a good wash and a change, I So it happened that we were married in his village could always enjoy a read such times as I didn't go to the church, with his mother and my Niccolo, besides many night-school, where, always having been a sort of reading friends, around us. And now we are again at Como;

fellow, I used to help teach the boys; and on Sundays I Niccolo, who has got stronger, is carving figures under used to go to the school and help there. our trees, while grandmother teaches our child to touch Of course it was all done in a rough way, for hands that the zither. And Placido is not a boatman now; we live had been busy with a coal-pick all day were not, you will in our own vineyard, where the Signor John has been to say, much fit for using a pen at night. However, I used to see us, bringing his charming English bride.

go, and it was there I found out that teaching was a thing that paid you back hundred

per cent interest, for you

could not teach others without teaching yourself. UNDER GROUND.

But - I may as well own to it - it was the teaching at

the Sunday-school I used to look forward to, for it was there Yes, that's my house under the hillside there, facing I used to see Mary Andrews, the daughter of one of our the south, where the lights are; you saw it as you came head pitmen. He was not so very high up, only at the pit up. Pretty? Well, as pretty as we can make it. Looks village he lived in one of the best houses, and had about like an oasis in a black desert; and hard work it is to keep double the wages of the ordinary men. it decent with so many pits about, each belching out its clouds Consequently, Mary Andrews was a little better dressed of villanous smoke, black as the coal which makes it; for and better educated than the general run of girls about you see, we have not only the fires for the pumping and cage there; and there was something about her face that used, engine, but those at the bottom of the ventilating shafts, and in its quiet earnestness, to set me anxiously watching her all the soot they send floating out into the air is something the time she was teaching, till I used to wake up of a sudstartling, without counting the sulphurous vapors which ruin den to the fact that the boys in my class were all at play, Fegetation; not that there's much this Christmas-time. when, flushing red all over my face, I used to leave off staring

Of course, if you like to go down you can go. I'll go over to the girls' part of the big schoolroom, and try to with you. Oh, yes; I've often been down. I should think I make up for lost time. have — hundreds of times. Why, I've handled the pick I can't tell you when it began, but at that time I used myself in the two-foot seam as an ordinary pitman, though somehow to associate Mary Andrews's pale, innocent face I'm manager now. I don't see any cause to be ashamed of with every thing I did. Every blow I drove into a coalit. And, after all, it's nothing new here in Yorkshire. I could seam with my sharp pick used to be industry for Mary's

was past.

sake. Of an evening, when I washed off the black and I could not tell Andrews this, nor I could not tell Mary. tidied up my hair, it used to be so that she might not be If she loved him it would grieve her terribly, and be ashamed of me if we met; and evene

nevery time I made


head dishonorable as well; and perhaps he might improve. I ache with some calculation out of my arithmetic — ten times can tell him though, I thought, and I made up my mind as difficult because I had no one to help me — -I used to that I would; and meeting him one night, evidently hot strive and try on till I conquered, because it was all for and excited with liquor, I spoke to him about it. Mary's sake.

“ If you truly love that girl, John,” I said, “ you'll give Not that I dared to have told her so, I thought, but some- up this sort of thing." how the influence of Mary used to lift me up more and more, He called me a meddling fool, said he had watched me, till I should no more have thought of going to join the oth- that he knew I had a hankering after her myself, but she er pitmen in a public-house than of trying to fly.

only laughed at me; and one way and another so galled me It was about this time I got talking to a young fellow that we fought. I went home that night bruised, sore, and about my age who worked in my shift. John Kelsey his ashamed of my passion; while he went to the Andrews's name wils, and I used to think it a pity that a fine, clever and said he had had to thrash me for speaking insultingly fellow like he was, handsome, stout, and strong, should be so about Mary. fond of the low habits, dog-fighting and wrestling, so popu- I heard this afterwards, and I don't know how it was, lar amongst our nien, who enjoyed nothing better than get- but I wrote to her telling her it was false, and that I loved ting over to Sheffield or Rotherham for what they called a her too well ever to have acted so. day's sport, which generally meant unfitness for work during When next we met I felt that she must have read my the rest of the week.

letter, and laughed at me. At all events, John Kelsey did; “Well,” said John, “ your ways seem to pay you," and he aud I had the mortification of seeing that old Andrews evilaughed and went away; and I thought no more of it till dently favored his visits. about a month after, when I found out that I was what peo- John still kept up his attendence at the school, but be ple who make use of plain, simple language call, in love; and was at the far end; and more than once when I looked up I'll tell you how I found it out.

it was to find Mary Andrews with her eyes fixed on me. I was going along one evening past old Andrews's house, She lowered them though directly, and soon after it seemed when the door opened for a moment as if some one was to me that she turned them upon John. coming out; but, as if I had been seen, it was closed directly. It seems to me that a man never learns till he is well on In that short moment, though, I had heard a laugh, and that in life how he should behave towards the lady of his choice, laugh I was sure was John Kelsey's.

and how much better it would be if he would go and, in a I felt on fire for a few moments, as I stood there, unable to straightforward, manly fashion, tell her of his feelings. I move, and then as I dragged myself away the feeling that was like the rest, I could not do it ; but allowed six months came over me was one of blank misery and despair. I could to pass over my head, — six weary, wretched months, — till have leaned my head up against the first wall I came to and Christmas came on, cold and bitter, but not so cold and cried like a child ; but that feeling passed off, to be succeeded bitter as was my heart. by one of rage. For, as the blindness dropped from my It was Christmas Eve, and in a dreamy, listless way I eyes, I saw clearly that not only did I dearly love Mary was sitting over my breakfast before starting for work, Andrews, — love her with all a strong man's first love, such when I heard a sound, and knew what it meant before there a love as one would feel who had till now made his sole

were shrieks in the village, and women running out and companions of his books, but that I was forestalled; that

making for the pit's mouth a quarter of a mile away. I tell John Kelsey was evidently a regular visitor there, and, for you I turned sick with horror, for I knew that at least aught I knew to the contrary, was her acknowledged lover. I did not like playing the spy; but, with a faint feeling of

twenty men would be down on the night shift, and though

it was close upon their leaving time, they could not have hope on me that I might have been mistaken, I walked back come up yet. past the house, and there was no mistake; John Kelsey's “Pit's fired! pit’s fired !” I heard people shrieking; not head was plainly enough to be seen upon the blind, and I that there was any need, for there wasn't a soul that went home in despair.

didn't know it, for the pit had spoken for itself. And How I looked forward to the next Sunday, half resolved as I hurried out I thought, all in a flash like, of what a to boldly tell Mary of my love, and to ask her whether there Christmas it would be for some families there; and I seemed was any truth in that which I imagined, though I almost to see a long procession of rough coffins going to the churchfelt as if I should not dare.

yard, and to hear the wailings of the widow and the fatherSunday came at last, and somehow I was rather late less. when I entered the great schoolroom, one end of which There was no seeming, though, in the wailings, for the was devoted to the girls, the other to the boys. At the first poor frightened women, with their shawls pinned over their glance I saw that Mary was in her place; at the second all heads, were crying and shrieking to one another as they the blood in my body seemed to rush to my heart, for there, standing talking to the superintendent, was John Kelsey, I didn't lose no time, as you may suppose, in running and the next minute he had a class of the youngest children to the pit's mouth, but those who lived placed in his charge, and he was hearing them read. there long before me; and by the time I got there I

“ He has done this on account of what I said to him," found that the cage had brought up part of the men, and was my first thought, and I felt glad; but directly after three who were insensible, and that it was just going down I was in misery, for my eyes rested upon Mary Andrews, again. and that explained all; it was for her sake he had come. It went down directly; and just as it disappeared who

I don't know how that afternoon passed, or any thing should come running up, pale and scared, but Mary Anelse, only that as soon as the children were dismissed I saw drews. She ran right up to the knot of men who had John Kelsey go up to Mary's side and walk home with her; come up, and who were talking loudly, in a wild, frightened and then I walked out up the hillside, wandering here and way, about how the pit had fired, — they could not tell there amongst the mouths of the old, unused pits, half full how,- and she looked from one to the other, and then at of water, and thinking to myself that I might just as well the men who were scorched, and then she ran towards the be down there in one of them, for there was no more hope pit's mouth, where I was. or pleasure for me in this world.

“ There's no one belonging to you down, is there?” I Time slipped on, and I could plainly see one thing that asked her. troubled me sorely; John was evidently making an outward “Oh, yes — yes ! my father was down, and John Kelsey." show of being a hard working fellow, striving hard for im- As she said the first words, I felt ready for any thing; provement, so as to stand well in old Andrews's eyes, while I but as she finished her sentence, a cold chill came over me, knew for a fact that he was as drunken and dissipated as and she saw the change, and looked at me in a strange, half any young fellow that worked in the pit.

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“ Here comes the cage up,” I said, trying hard to recover her father's hand; “ do you all hear? - John Kelsey is myself, and going up to the bank by her side; but when left in the pit. Are you not men enough to go ?” half-a-dozen scorched and blackened men stepped out, and “ Men can't go,” said one of the day shift, gruflly; "no we looked at their disfigured faces, poor Mary gave a low one could live there.” wail of misery, and I heard her say, softly, “O father ! “ You have not tried," again she cried, passionately, father! father!"

“ Richard Oldshaw," she said, turning to me with a red It went right to my heart to hear her bitter cry, and I glow upon her face, “ John Kelsey is down there dying caught hold of her hand.

and asking for help. Will not you go ?”. " Don't be down-hearted, Mary,” I said, huskily;“there's “And you wish me to go, then ?” I said bitterly. hope yet."

Her eyes flashed through her tears, as she turned sharply lie there and die, when God has given you the power and on me; and pressing her hand for a moment, I said, softly, strength and knowledge to save him ?” “ Try and think more kindly of me, Mary." And then I We stood there then, gazing in one another's eyes. turned to the men.

“You love him so that you can't even help risking my Now, then, who's going down?” I shouted.

life to save his, Mary. You know how dearly I love you, “You can't go down,” shouted half-a-dozen voices; "the and that I am ready to die for your sake; but it seems hard, choke got 'most the better of us."

very hard, to be sent like this. “ But there are two men down!” I cried, savagely. That was what I thought, and she stood all the time “ You're not all cowards, are you?”

watching me eagerly, till I took hold of her hand and kissed Two men stepped forward, and we got in the cage. it; and though she looked away then, it seemed to me as

“Who knows where Andrews was?” I cried; and a faint though she pressed it very gently. voice from one of the injured men told me. Then I

The next minute I stepped up towards the pit's mouth, the warning, and we were lowered down; it having been where there was a dead silence, for no one would volunteer; understood that at the first signal we made we were to be and, in a half blustering way, I said, “I'll go down.” drawn up sharply.

There was a regular cheer rose up as I said those words ; The excitement kept me from being frightened; but there but I hardly heeded it, for I was looking at Mary, and my was a horrid feeling of oppression in the air as we got lower heart sank as I saw her standing there smiling with joy. and lower, and twice over the men with me were for being “ She thinks I shall save him," I said to myself bitterly.

“Well, I'll do it, if I die in the attempt; and God forgive " It steals over you before you know it,” said one.

her, for she has broken my heart.” " It laid me like in a sleep, when Rotherby pit fired," The next minute I stepped into the cage, and it began to said the other.

move, when a voice calls out, “ Blow it all, Dick Oldshaw “Would you leave old Andrews to die?" I said; and sha'n't go alone !” and a young pitman sprang in by my they gave in.

side. We reached the bottom, and I found no difficulty in Then we began to descend, and through an opening I just breathing, and, shouting to the men to come on, I ran in caught sight of Mary Andrews falling back senseless in the the direction where I had been told we should find An- arms of the women. Then all was dark, and was nerving drews; but it was terrible work, for I expected each mo- myself for what I had to do. ment to encounter the deadly gas that had robbed so many Το


the way by which I had helped to save Andrews men of their lives. But I kept on, shouting to those be- was, I knew, impossible; but I had hopes that by going bind me, till all at once I tripped and fell over some one; round by one of the old workings we might reach him, and and as soon as I could get myself together I lowered the I told my companion what I thought. lamp I carried, and, to my great delight, I found it was "That's right --- of course it is,” he said, slapping me on Andrews.

the back. That's books, that is. I wish I could read.” Whether dead or alive I could not tell then; but we Turning short off as soon as we were at the bottom, I led lifted him amongst us, and none too soon, for as I took my the way, holding my lamp high, and climbing and stumbling first step back I reeled, from a curious, giddy feeling which over the broken shale that had fallen from the roof; for this

part of the mine had not been worked for years. Now we "Run, if you can," I said, faintly; for my legs seemed were in parts where we could breathe freely, and then to be sinking under me. I managed to keep on, though, working along where the dense gas made our lamps sputter and at our next turn we were in purer air ; but we knew and crackle, and the opening of one for an instant would it was a race for life, for the heavy gas was rolling after us, have been a flash, and death for us both. Twice over I ready to quench out our lives if we slackened speed for an thought we had lost our way; but I had the plan of the pit instant. We pressed on, though, till we reached the cage, at home, and often and often I had studied it, little thinking rolled into it, more than climbed, and were drawn up, to be it would ever stand me such good stead as this; and by received with a burst of cheers, Mary throwing her arms pressing on I found that we were right, and gradually round her father's neck, and sobbing bitterly.

nearing the point at which the accident had occurred. " I'm not much hurt," he said, feebly, the fresh air reviv- As we got nearer, I became aware of the air setting in a ing him, as he was laid gently down. “God bless those brave strong draught in the direction in which we were going, and lauds who brought me up! But there's another man down soon after we could make out a dull glow, and then there -John Kelsey."

was a deep roar. The pit was indeed on fire, and blazing No one spoke, no one moved; for all knew of the peril furiously, so that as we got nearer, trembling, - I'm not we had just escaped from.

ashamed to own it, for it was an awful sight, — there was "I can't go myself, or I would,” said Andrews; “but the coal growing of a fierce red heat; but, fortunately, the you mustn't let him lic there and burn. I left him close up draught set towards an old shaft fully a quarter of a mile to the lead. He tried to follow me, but the falling coal farther on, and so we were able to approach till, with a cry struck him down. I believe the pit's on fire.”

of horror, I leapt over heap after heap of coal, torn from There was a loud murmur amongst the men, and some roof and wall by the explosion, to where, close to the fire, of the women wailed aloud ; but still no one moved except lay the body of John Kelsey so close that his clothes old Andrews, who struggled up on one arm, and looked were already smouldering; and the fire scorched my face as at us, his face black, and his whiskers and hair all burnt I laid hold of him and dragged him away. off.

How we ever got him to the foot of the shaft I never “My lads," he said, feebly, “can't you do nothing to save could tell; for to have carried him over the fallen coal of your mate ?” and as he looked wildly from one to the the disused galleries would have been impossible. It was other, I felt my heart like in my mouth.

either to risk the gas of the regular way, or to lie down and "Do you all hear?” said a loud voice; and I started, as die by his side. I remember standing there for a few moI saw Mary Andrews rise from where she had knelt holding ments, and sending a prayer up to Him who could save us;

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great value.

and then, with a word to my mate, we had John up between those who go in get "plucked.” One of the examiners us, and staggered towards the shaft in a strange, helpless, has in consequence received an anonymous communication dreamy way. To this day it seems to me little less than a threatening his life. miracle how we could have lived ; but the fire must have

THE London Court Journal is responsible for this item ventilated the passages sufficiently to allow us to stagger slowly along till we fell, more than climbed, into the cage,

of fashionable intelligence: A nice little order has been and were drawn up.

executed for an American lady of fashion, and has just been I have some faint recollection of hearing a cheer, and of

shipped viâ Liverpool for New York, namely, a case of fans

of the value of £7764 ($38,820)! They are of course seeing the dim light of the chill December day; but the

studded with


of only thing that made any impression upon me was a voice which seemed to be Mary's, and a touch that seemed to be TAE Socialist Liberté, of Brussels, in reference to the that of her hand. I heard a voice saying, “ Terribly burned, executions at Versailles, remarks: -“ All the blood tha: but he's alive. Got a pipe and matches in his hand;" and flows on M. Thiers's flannel waistcoat will not make . ! I knew they were speaking about John Kelsey, and the purple mantle of it.” That these executions were as imthought came upon me once more that I had saved him for politic as they were cruel is the verdict that has been proher; and, with an exceeding bitter cry, I covered my poor, nounced by every civilized nation. fire-blinded eyes, and lay there faint and half insensible.

A Few of the theatres of Paris allow their drop scere And it's not much more that I can recollect, only of being in a wild, feverish state, wandering through dark

to be covered with advertisements, and introduce into the passages, with fire burning my head, and coal falling always,

extravaganzas allusions to the establishments which patreand ready to crush me; and then I seemed to wake from a

ize them. The dresses worn by the actresses are now de long, deep sleep, and to lie thinking in a weak, troubled

scribed in an advertisement form in the journals, as well as

the addresses of the makers of them. way about getting up.

It was a month, though, before I could do that; and then A CASE containing valuable jewels has been stolen from there was a tender arm to help me, and a soft cheek ever the Empress Eugénie during her voyage in Spain. The ready to be laid to mine; for in those long, weary hours of police at Brussels have been requested by the Spanish ausickness Mary had been by my side to cheer me back to

thorities to be on the lookout, as the thieves are supposed health, and I had learned that I was loved.

to have taken to and concealed in Belgium the greater It was one evening when she had been reading to me that portion of the jewelry, amongst others a very high-priced I learned the secret that made me a happy man.

We had collar. been talking of John Kesley, and I started in my bed as A CIRCULAR letter has just been extensively circulated in Mary said in a soft, low voice,

England stating that a number of noblemen and gentlemen, “ And now that he is better, father again wants me to having noticed the formation of Republican associations in marry him.”

England, composed of democrats, infidels, and atheistica] " And you ?” I said, in a husky voice.

spirits, consider it time that the loyal portion of the coutShe did not answer in words, but turned her gentle face munity who had property to lose should combine to counterto me, half reproachfully; but the next moment it wore a act the efforts of these parties, as best they could, morally soft, loving flush, that told me all ; and when I feebly tried and physically to draw her towards me, she laid her head down, and wept

The libretto of Verdi's new opera, composed for the upon my breast, calling me her hero and her love. I need not tell you that John Kelsey's visits were at her

theatre at Cairo, seems to be appropriately founded on father's wish, nor how it was through his recklessness the

Egyptian history. The chief characters are the King pit was fired; neither need I tell you that I had a lot of

Ramses, Amnesis his daughter, Aïda, an Ethiopian, Amne foolish fuss made over me by the proprietors for what they

sis her father, King of Ethiopia, and Radames, the captain called my bravery, and that they promoted me; and that's

of Ramses's guards. The opera is in five acts, the scenes be what they've been doing ever since. And as to something ing laid at Memphis

, the house of Amnesis, the Temple of else, why you have guessed that already — this was Mary

Isis on the banks of the Nile, the Palace of the King, and Andrews once, my dear wife now, these many years.

lastly the temple of Vulcan. Accidents since in the pit ? Well, yes, several; for The Palestine Fund has despatched its 'autumn expediwith every care we cannot stop them; but I can say this : tion to the Holy Land, to make a complete and minute sur if you want to see a deep pit, ours is as safe a one as any in vey of the whole country west of the Jordan from north to Yorkshire, and has had less life lost in it than any you could south of the Holy Land proper, of the same nature with the

The fire? Oh, that's burning still. We have Ordnance Survey of England and Wales. Not only the stopped it out from the part we work, but it is likely to burn natural feature of the country, but every town and village,

saint's tomb, sacred tree or heap of stones – every spot,

in short, to which a name is attached — will be faithfully plotFOREIGN NOTES.

ted in the map, and its name written down in Arabic. "The

survey is estimated to take four years, at the annual cost FATHER IGNATIUS has challenged the Bishop of London of $15,000. to meet him to discuss with him the subject of monastic

French journalists are never more amusing than when

they are writing of English or American domestic affairs. The Scotsman says that during the recent session twenty- Thus the other day a Paris paper, in a notice of the late eight ladies matriculated at the University of Edin- Lord Chesterfield, stated with delicious gravity that he was burgh, and that of these, ten are studying for the medical

one of the most distinguished boxers in England,” and profession.

that he once fought with “ Tom Sayers, the husband of An artistic curiosity of great value has lately come to

Adah Menken.” After forty minutes the two adversaries light in Vienna. It is a complete set of wooden chessmen,

had to be separated, having reduced each other “ reciprosome inches high, richly carved, and full of character, by cally to a lamentable condition." no less a master that Albrecht Dürer.

THE “Chicago Library” scheme is progressing in Eng M. Thiers's Message occupies ten columns of the French

land. Mr. A. H. Burgess, who was, we believe, the original papers. It is generally regarded somewhat unfavorably. projector of the plan, writes to the Daily News to say that The President's repugnance to the adoption of compulsory

the Anglo-American Association is not responsible for the military service is especially condemned.

manner in which the enterprise is carried on. “I deem it

desirable,” he says, “ that it should be distinctly understood It is stated that the examinations now going on at Ox. by the public that this undertaking, both in origin and ford are of such a severe nature that more than one-half of

scope, is entirely independent of the Anglo-American Asso


for years.



ciation, although the organization of that body has been

the principle of evil. The popular songs warn men against made available for giving publicity and most valuable aid her influence, and the effect of her charms is attributed to to the movement."

sorcery. The Mohammedan despotism of the Tartars renWARWICK CASTLE, one of the most magnificent feudal

dered her position still more degraded, and she was confortresses in England, was in great part destroyed by fire re

fined to her own apartments, which were known as the te

Peter the Great made a sudden alteration in this as cently. The conflagration broke out in the east wing, and spread with such fury that a portion of the structure was

in other Russian usages, and forced the ladies to live in the

world. In less than a century four women occupied the speedily gutted. The flames spread to the baronial hall, which contained many rich treasures, all of which perished.

throne of Russia, and one of them, the daughter of the The grand hall was also destroyed, but the state apartments

great reformer himself, conferred on women civil rights.

Under Catherine II, the Princess Dashkoff was President of were preserved. The tapestry round the state bedroom, made in Brussels in 1694, was wrenched from the wall and

the Academy of Sciences. The new institutions of selfcarried to a place of security, together with the portraits of government confer the right of voting on the female hold" Queen Anne," by Kneller, the “ Earl of Essex," by Zuc- ers of real property. This vote must be given through a chero, and other rare paintings. The pictures by Rembrandt,

male deputy, but he can be freely chosen, and no law obliges Holbein, Rubens, Vandyke, Titiens, Salvator Rosa, Sir Pe- a married woman to delegate her vote to her husband. In ter Lely, and Caracci's “ Dead Christ,” were also taken spite of all these privileges the Russian women are pro down.

foundly discontented with their condition, without, however,

being distinctly able formulate their wishes. Mr. John The great diamond, weighing 154 carats, which has been

Stuart Mill's work on the “Subjection of Women," of found at the Cape, and is now on its way to England, is al- which three different translations appeared simultaneously, ready furnished with its legend. It is said to have been enjoys immense popularity among them, few of its enthusifound in the wall of one of the native huts, where a poor astic readers perceiving that they already possess many of Irish adventurer had received hospitality for the night, and

the privileges it claims for them. that being surprised at the light shining amid the darkness he had upon examination found it to proceed from a clump

The Publishers' Circular says that it is proposed to erect of the earth of which the wall was built. Of course the a memorial to William Cowper, the poet, in the church of clump was soon detached by the friendly visitor, and this

his birthplace, Great Berkhamsted, Hertfordshire, of which new Koh-i-noor, with many other smaller diamonds, found

his father was rector. The rectory house where Cowper within.

was born has long since been rebuilt, but “ Cowper's Well.”

still exists in the garden, and is the only relic of the poet's Mr. AsTLEY H. BALDWIN makes a singular statement in life now left in Berkhamsted. The rector of Berkhamsted, a poem entitled “ Winter in the Highlands," and given to the

Lord Brownlow, the patron of the living, and Mr. William world in the last number of Cassel's Magazine. The state- Longman, the well-known London publisher, have taken ment, we are bound to say, is the best thing in the poem :- the work of raising a memorial in hand, and hope to be "Grand are these Highland solitudes, dressed in their robe of snow; supported alike by Englishmen and Americans in general, Grand are the white-wreathed mountain peaks, as they tower o'er the vales below;

as well as by the inhabitants of the neighborhood. It is Grand, too, is Nature's winter hymn, and her silent voice sublime, proposed that the memorial shall be an east window immeAs she gratefully chants her pæan of praise to the God who ruleih

diately over the grave of the poet's father and mother, in

the recently restored parish church.
This appears to be a poetical rendering of the story of
the Irish gentleman who lay seven hours speechlessly cry-


who have sympathized with the sorrows of ing for water.

Jean Valjean, condemned by his yellow passport to be a The jewels belonging to the Apollo Gallery of the

perpetual outcast, will be glad to hear that the situation of Louvre were concealed during the Commune in a small

French discharged convicts is about to be considerably imroom, carefully walled up, on the second story of the build

proved, though the merit of this will be due much less to M ing erected by François I., over the Salle Henri II. and the

Victor Hugo's " Misérables” than to M. Adolphe Bélot’s. salon des Sept Cheminées. The work had been so skil

play, “ Article 47,” which made a great hit at the Ambigu, fully executed that the insurgents, during their two months'

where, we believe, it still holds the stage. The “ Article 47” occupation of the palace, must have passed before it a

is a protest against the law which compels a released conthousand times without suspecting that this treasure of

vict to reside in a certain specified town, and forbids his tak

ing up his abode in Paris. It has caused some sensation, and jewelry, rock-crystal, enamels, &c., estimated at fifty millions of francs, was so near them. The credit of this suc

M. Dufaure, the Minister of Justice, apparently touched by cess is due to Count Clement de Ris, conservator, and to

the vigor of M. Bélot's plea, has decided upon moving the the employés of the museuin, who were several times on the

repeal of the obnoxious law, and exempting convicts hence

forth from the hardships of enforced residence, and also point of being shot for refusing to disclose the place of concealment.

from the necessity of reporting themselves periodically to

the police. Ususual regret is said to be felt in English military and social circles at the demise of General the Hon. Sir James

The story of “Enoch Arden” is not one of every-day Scarlett, G. C. B., Colonel of the 5th Dragoon Guards, a

occurrence; but as the Tichborne case has, it is stated, regiment he commanded with distinction for many years.

caused much uneasiness among English ladies who, confiding The deceased general was one of England's best officers in

in the death of absent husbands, have entered into fresh the Crimea, where he commanded the charge of the Heavy

matrimonial arrangements, and as such uneasiness is much Brigade at Balaklava, and afterwards served with distinc

enhanced owing to doubts as to “the proper thing to do" tion at home as Adjutant-General of the army, and also the

in the event of the reappearance of husband No. 1, it may command of the South-eastern District; finally, in com

be as well, says the Pall Mall Gazette, to point out that mand of the troops at Aldershott. In all these he always

in the event of its being decided to discard husband No. 2, inspired officers and men with confidence and affection. It

the ceremony of marriage should again be performed with will be a long time before affectionate memory for “old

No. 1. This step may not be absolutely necessary, but it Searlett” will cease in her Majesty's army.

looks better, and there can be no doubt it is in accordance

with the strict rules of etiquette. In the “ Gentleman's The Journal des Débats recently published an interesting Magazine for 1824 it is mentioned that in the parish regiscorrespondence on the condition of women in Russia. Af? ter of Bermondsey occurs “a singular entry respecting the ter observing that the most striking feature in Russian his- ceremony of the reunion of a man and his wife, after a tory is the abruptness of the changes in the condition long absence, during which the woman married another of the country, it adds that the position of women offers


This incident took place in 1604, and forms a one of the most salient examples of this abruptness. In precedent it might be as well to follow, though it is of the early legends of the Russian people woman represents course optional whether the ceremony shall be conducted


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