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Pan’s-pipes or the syrinx was probably the origin instruments is there represented being carried in
of the organ (Class VI.). Organs are believed to a car, and being played upon by Hoffmaister, a
have been first used in churches in 657. Finger- celebrated organist.
kers are mentioned as early as 757, when Constan- An organ-harpsichord, with the inscription,
tine sent one with that addition to Pepin, king of Lodowicos Threwes me fecit 1579,' is exhibited
France. This was probably the organ erected at at Kensington by Mrs Luard Selby of the Mote
that date in the church of St Corneille at Com- House, Ightham, Kent. *
piègne. Hydraulic and pneumatic organs were Classes VII. and VIII.are devoted to miscellaneous
soon introduced.

Of the former, William of instruments and ethnological examples. RespectMalmesbury says : The wind being forced out by ing the latter, we transcribe a passage from the the violence of the hot water, fills the whole catalogue : 'Most of these instruments were probcavity of the instrument, which, from several ably made in the present century. They are, apertures, passing through brass pipes, sends forth however, precisely similar to those which have musical notes.' Before the tenth century, those in been in use for centuries with the nations or tribes England were more important than those abroad. to which they appertain. Before the art of music Elfeg, bishop of Winchester, got one in 951 for has attained a somewhat high stage of develophis cathedral, and this was the largest then known. ment, its progress is generally remarkably slow. In the eleventh century, Theophilus, a monk, The ancient Egyptian and Assyrian monuments wrote a treatise on organ-building, but the organ afford evidence proving that several musical instrudid not assume its present form until the middle ments, popular at the present day in Western Asia, of the fifteenth century. Half-notes were intro- are almost identical with those constructed by duced about that time, and in 1470, a German eastern nations about three thousand years ago. Innamed Bernhard added pedals or foot-keys. In vestigations have more and more elicited the fact 1641, a great many fine instruments were destroyed, that many of our own instruments are of eastern and at the Restoration it was necessary to intro- origin. It may therefore interest the musical duce foreign builders into England. Bernard inquirer to recognise in the primitive fiddle (rebab) Schmidt (or Father Smith) and his nephews came the prototype of our Amati or Stradiuarius violin, at that time. There is a chamber organ by him, or to regard the eastern harp and dulcimer (chang probable date 1670, at South Kensington. The and santir) as the unpretending ancestors of our Schmidts and the Harrises, also celebrated organ- brilliant Erard harp and Broadwood grand pianobuilders, had a trial of skill at the Temple Church, forte.' The whole collection at South Kensington each family erecting an instrument; Lord Chan- is one of unusual interest, and will repay careful cellor Jeffries gave his decision in favour of the study. Schmidts, who have organs at Christ Church and St Mary's, Oxford ; Trinity College, Cambridge ; St Margaret's, Westminster; St Clement's Danes, WITHOUT FURTHER DELAY. St Paul's Cathedral, and Southwell Minster. Schmidt's son-in-law, Schreider, built the organs at Westminster Abbey and St Martin's-in-the- Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill. Fields. Though the continental church organs "We've got him ! we've got him ! cried the Hen may appear to have

nore stops than ours, many of these are only half-stops. In fact, as has been Doctor, running into the bank ; ' we've found the said, "we possess some which, in regard to the young Sais-found him and Owen Gwyar in a cave. greater calibre of the pipes, and power of every please ; a hundred pounds for the reward, eh, Mr

Cant punt, Mr Rowlands, bach. Cant punt, if you kind, surpass any foreign instrument. There are fine organs of this kind at York Minster and the Rowlands !-Come, measure it out, John, bach; Town-hall

, Birmingham, the former having more get your shovel, and measure it out. than 4000 pipes.

Rowlands looked sternly at the doctor. "What the meaning of the word “ pair' when applied to Englishman? He's nothing to me.! A great deal of discussion has arisen respecting nonsense,' he cried, “about a hundred pounds !

Why should I pay you for finding the young organs in old inventories. Douce organ was so called when it had two rows of pipes; didn't Miss Winny promise I should have it ?'

Wasn't it cried in the street-Cant punt yrwobr ; but when that was the case, the word 'double' was used. One antiquary thinks it means the fixed

• Then go to Miss Winny, and get it. Don't stay and portable organs united ; another,

an organ


here bothering, doctor ; how can we do our busitwo rows of keys; but the term was used before ness with all this interruption ?' more than one row of keys was known. A payre found him, cried the doctor. "Diaoul ! I'ın not

"Then I'll go and take him back to where I of orgongs' occurs in a church warden's account for

Will you pay me the 1444. We think the opinion of Mr T. L. South- 1 to be robbed like this ! gate (Essex Archæological Society's Transactions,

hundred pounds ?' iv. 161) the correct one-namely, that it means

No; I won't.' simply a complete one, being identical with “set,' as a pair of scissors, a pair of cards, a pair of

* The house whence this interesting relic came is of spectacles, &c. &c. The portative' mentioned in great interest. It is one of the most perfect examples

remaining of an ancient moated manor-house. inventories is a small portable organ which could portions are as early as the time of Edward III. ; and the be carried in processions. Mr Southgate says it house is built on a small island or eyte, which gave the was sometimes used in churches to play the name to the hamlet, Ightham, “the hamlet of the eyte.' melody only of the cantus firmus. The fixed or Richard III. gave the estate to Sir Robert Brackenbury; positive organs were sometimes carried in pro- Hauts. The Selby family had it in 1592, but one of them

but Henry VII, restored it to its former owners, the De cession, as in the cuts of the Triumph of Maxi- dying without issue, left it, for the sake of the name,

milian, engraved in 1516 by Burgmair. "One of these to a Mr George Selby of London, temp. Charles I. er





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“Oh, very well ; we shall see,' said the doctor, father say, now, if he saw Miss Winny brought to turning away.

poverty-going out to earn her bread—and she • Where have they taken him to, doctor ?' cried brought up to the best of living? And the bank! John the clerk, running after him.

Oh, Mr Rowlands, bach, don't wreck the bank! * To Bodgadfan, to be sure. Miss Winny has Now, leave it to me, Mr Rowlands ; only give me taken care of him ; trust her for looking after a a note to Captain Ellis. Just write that little young man !'

letter, and you shall know no more about it,not The banker looked at his clerk uneasily. till you have the four thousand pounds jingling in

• It's better that way, master,' said the clerk after the till. Come, master, write-write!' the doctor had disappeared ; 'he's under your own John stood over his master with the pen in his eye there. You can take care of him, Mr Rowlands.' hand. Rowlands fidgeted and shuffled ainong

his "What do you mean, John ?'


• Promise me, John, if I sign this paper, “Look here, master,' said John, following the that you 'll do nothing illegal ?' banker into his private room ; 'why shouldn't you ' All right, master; you shall know nothing about put him into the Arthur's Bride? She's going it.' round to Liverpool ; a voyage will do the young “You won't do anything wrong, John—anything gentleman good.

that would be a crime--eh, John?' • That will do nothing for me, John—a week's ‘All right, Mr Rowlands, bach. Whatever it is, delay at farthest.'

you won't know.' ' A week may be everything, Mr Rowlands. You And the young man won't come to any harm !' can't meet this draft to-day ; to-morrow, perhaps, “You shan't know whatever, Mr Rowlands, you will. The Gwynhyfyn rents are coming in ; bach.'. you can realise your securities. If nothing gets 'I have your word, John-your solemn word ?' wind, you may be safe in a week.'

'Yes, indeed, master; not a word shall you ever 'If nothing gets wind ! O John! that chatter- know about it.' ing doctor will ruin me, I know. And then the “Then, here it is, John.-Stop! you shan't have money I shall have to pay for Menevia's Pride, and it.' the losses I shall have with Arthur's Bride ; oh!' But John had snatched the paper from his

‘Look here, master ; why shouldn't you make master's hands, and now folded it up and put it in something out of that Bride ? She's not finished her his pocket-book. voyage ; she's driven in here by stress of weather. “John, you had no business to take that against She sails again on her voyage ; she's been strained ; my will.' she springs a leak, she sinks; the crew and captain * You mean against your courage, master-not are saved ; and so are you, Mr Rowlands, bach.' against your will, cried John with a sneer. Yes, but that would be a miracle.'

Rowlands turned round sharply, and examined 'Well, indeed, Mr Rowlands, I always thought the countenance of his clerk. There was somethey were done that way: you, and I, and Captain thing in the tone of the man's voice that struck Ellis-we could make a miracle amongst us.? him unpleasantly—a sort of covert menace; then

John, do you know that I am a gentleman and he remembered this man was no longer a servant, an honourable man ?'

but an accomplice, and he struck his hand to his Yes, master ; you are a gentleman to-day; but forehead and groaned. to-morrow, when the bank breaks, what will you "O father, cried Winny, bursting into the be then ? Why should you be so careful about room radiant and eager, 'we have found him, you these London underwriters ? They make you pay know, and brought him home; and he is likely to heavy premiums on the very chance that you 'i get better soon—he seems such a nice fellow, and cast away your ship.

so good-looking! I didn't ask you, papa, about • Ah, John! but I should also be a castaway.' bringing him to Bodgadfan, because I knew you

*You will, if you are made a bankrupt. Now, would be angry if he did not come to us; and I come, master, all you have to do is, to write á have put him in the terrace-room. Poor fellow! paper : “ Captain Ellis will take John Jones' in- he was out all night on the mountain ; but he's structions as to the disposal of the Arthur's Bride.” much revived now, and we'll take good care of Then you give me a lien upon the ship for a thou- him at Bodgadfan-won't we, papa ? sand pounds, and then we draw our money when the vessel 's lost.'

CHAPTER XIV. ‘But, John, it's like murder almost to sink a vessel. John, how dare you say such things to me?

I did not take my leave of him, but had Get out of the room, sir, and thank your stars I

Most pretty things to say. don't dismiss you from the bank. It's horrible !' 'And do you feel better now?' said Winny said the banker, shuddering.

Rowlands, coming towards the hearth, where sat, John held his ground, however . Do you think, in a big, soft easy-chair, covered with ehintz

, master,' he went on, 'that people would go on sail- young Gerard Robertson, toasting by the fire

. ing ships if they didn't sink sometimes? Why, Old Nurse Roberts was pottering about, warming who makes anything out of a ship, now-a-days, some slops over the hob. It was a snug little unless he loses it ? Do as everybody else does, sitting-room, opening out of the terrace bedroom master ; and if you put the young Sais in the ship, -all the snugyer that the wind howled and you 'll be killing two birds with one stone.' rattled at the windows, and the surges hissed and

* But, John, he's my guest! Why, all my father's rattled on the beach below, and the rolling swell kin would cry shame upon me from their graves if that was tumbling over the harbour-bar hummed I betrayed the guest in my house.'

and boomed in far-away cadences of wrath For * That's it, master ; you go on dreaming about all these sounds-distilled through the stout cases the old world ; and it's gone. What would

your ments, through the snug, warm curtains, smothered

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in the thick-piled carpet, buried in soft, downy Gerard sighed. It was very hard to have to cushions-rendered more grateful, by contrast, the upset all these plans, to bring ruin and misery warmth and colour of the room.

into this pleasant, hospitable family. What could I feel so much better, that I am ashamed of he do ? He would feel all the kindness shewn myself as a rank impostor. I have no business to him as so many shovels of hot coals upon his be sitting here like an invalid, lapped up in down. head. He must get away ; he couldn't stand it Let me take myself off; I am quite strong enough.' any longer; and yet, how could he contrive to get

'Indeed, you shall do no such thing, Mr Robert- away? The doctor would assist him, no doubt son. I know too much about sprains and bruises that funny old fellow, who had helped to bring to allow you to move out of this room for some him here. If he would only come ! days. I blame myself somewhat for allowing you 'I must really go away to-night, Miss Rowlands,' to sit up at all; and at the slightest signal of he said. "I have to make an official visit to your insubordination, I shall order you off to bed brother; and though you are very kind, and I again. Mary Roberts here is an inflexible instru- can't be sufliciently grateful to you, yet í really ment of my will.- Are you not, Mary ?'

must go. I daresay the doctor could arrange for •Well, indeed, Miss Winny, you know best. my being carried down to the hotel, even if I Shall I put the young gentleman to bed ?'

can't walk.' "Give him a little longer, Mary, please. There, 'It's quite impossible,' said Winny. "We you see what sort of discipline you are under, Mr should be barbarians, if we let you do it. The Robertson. I know your name, you see, though doctor will say the same.—Ah, here he is !' perhaps you don't know mine. I am Gwenhwyfor, The Hen Doctor came in without saying a word, the daughter of Evan Rowlands of Bodgadfan. and sat down by the fire with his hat on. He You wonder how I know your name. It is began knocking the coals about with the poker written on your portmanteau, and I was curious in a very discontented mood. enough to read it.

"Who's to pay me the hundred pounds ?' he You will pardon me if my rough Saxon tongue cried at last. stumbles over names which flow so melodiously •What hundred pounds ?' from yours?

Why, the hundred pounds I was promised for Nothing tends to inflammation so much as finding this young man. sarcasm, Mr Robertson; therefore, unless you Oh!' said Winny, clasping her hands, 'I forgot desist, you go to bed.'

all about that; I forgot that I had offered a “Then teach me what to call you, my dear reward. Oh, papa must pay it !! Foung lady-you who have been an angel of He won't said the doctor sulkily. deliverance to me.'

He will, when I explain it to him—that is, if Hush! Well, the country people call me you have earned it. I think Owen Gwyar should Merch Evan Rowlands Bank-or, if it's one of the share it.' old sort, perhaps Merch Vodgadfan, which is more • What nonsense!' cried the doctor. It was I poetical : to my father, I am Winny; to the out- who found the pair of them.' side world, I am Miss Rowlands.'

• You don't mean to say you offered a reward for “Then I must be an outsider,' said Gerard, with me?' said Gerard. a sigh. 'It's a man named Rowlands, by the way, “Yes, I did, on the spur of the moment. Do you I've come down here to see; but I don't suppose think it was too much ?' he 's anything to you.'

*I don't think I'm worth a hundred pounds, ‘Oh, if you want to identify any one here, you said Gerard. 'I should have great difficulty in must know his territorial or official designation. raising that sum on myself. It's absurd, when you Rowlands, by itself, is nothing. Do you know, come to think of it. Why should you pay for they call my brother, Rowlands Stamp Office, and finding me?' I don't like it.'

"And who, do you think, was going to find you "Why,' said Gerard incautiously, that's the for nothing, young man?' cried the doctor angrily: man I want.'

"We didn't want you at Aberhirnant, I can tell "Oh, how nice !' said Winny, clapping her you ; no, indeed.' hands. “And to think you should come here . Come, doctor, take a five-pound note, and cry wounded! We shall take double care of you, if quits, and then help me to get down to the hotel ; you are a friend of Arthur's. Perhaps you have for I mustn't trespass upon the kindness of Mr come to the wedding? In a week, he is to be Rowlands any longer.'. married.'

"Yah!' said the doctor angrily ; 'keep your Married! Eh ?'

money in your pocket. Do you think nobody has “Yes. He is staying now at Llanfechan ; and got a five-pound note in his pocket but yourself? the bishop is there too, and he is going to marry Look here!' he cried, thrusting his hands in his them. He has come almost on purpose, because coat-pocket, to feel for the roll of notes, that he Mr Roberts—that's Mary's father-is such a friend might flash them before the astonished Englishof his. It must be very nice to be married by man. But he felt in vain. He turned all his the bishop, don't you think ?'

pockets inside out. "Well, I don't know,' said Gerard. 'I think I. • Have you lost something, doctor ?’ wouldn't mind being married by the commonest * Lost ?' I'm ruined -Oh!' he said, with a great curate, if the girl were to my mind.'

grunt of satisfaction, 'I remember now; I left Mary Roberts is the prettiest girl in the county, them in my greatcoat pocket. and the most amiable ; and we are all so pleased • They'd be much safer in the bank, doctor,' at the match ! Papa goes down there to-morrow, cried Winny. I think; and I am going on the day before thé • Well, good-bye. I must leave you now. You wedding.'

won't think of letting your patient move for




another week,' said Winny, nodding and smiling it had betokened the removal of some one she an adieu.

loved to the churchyard in the mountains. It was Gerard couldn't keep the image of Winny out an uncanny sound ; and she struck a few chords on of his mind. Welsh girls are generally dark, but the piano to drive it from her ears; but her hands Winny was fair as a lily, with a beautiful blush unconsciously fashioned on the keys a funeral rose-tint on her cheeks, that glowed and paled at march, to which the heavy footsteps of the men every passing emotion. She was of medium height, kept time as they tramped down the soft-carpeted and of full rounded figure, and carried herself stairs, as they climbed over the paved court-yard, with all the freedom and grace of a mountain as they scrunched the yielding shingle. The footnymph As she had moved about the room adjust- steps ceased, and then the beat of oars took up the ing this, settling that, giving this cushion a shake, time--oars slowly pulled against a heavy sea. bringing the sulky coals into a glow and flame, Gerard could not help thinking that a girl of that sort would be a most pleasant companion and

AT EVENING TIME. partner for life, if she were to be won.

The old nest swings on the leafless tree, But could she be won ? Would she not, from

The red sun sets in the west ; this time forth, regard him with dislike and aver- I think that like two brown birds are we, sion—as a wolf in sheep's clothing-a man who

Left last in the empty nest. had eaten of their salt, and then betrayed them ? Of course, he hadn't any option in the matter; but

All the young ones are afar and away, women never make such allowances. No. He

Each sings with his chosen mate;

Twilight is closing our lightsome day, must leave the house as soon as he could, and get

Though the crimson flush lasts late. the pragmatical old doctor to help him.

The doctor, however, after knocking about the 'Tis a trembling step comes down the path coals for a while, ran out of the room-paying no

You could erst so lightly tread; attention to Gerard's call to him to come back. Changed is our thought of the old earth What was to be done now? The old woman, the

That is keeping in trust our dead. nurse, who was his attendant, couldn't understand

O comely face, that I knew so fair! a word he said, or wouldn't, perhaps—for she

Soft cheeks, that are su nken now, could talk to Winny well enough. It was getting

I love the gray in your faded hair, dusk; the sun, a glowing, coppery ball, shewed

The lines on your thoughtful brow. himself for a moment among the crowds of angry clouds that thronged the west, and threw a lurid The past grows a book to understand, angry gleam into the room. But Mary Roberts,

The future has gifts to bring, plying her clicking needles, fashioning some coarse

As I sit by the fire and hold your hand, ribbed stocking for the grandson, who was a sailor

And finger the worn gold ring. boy at sea, looked almost grand and Sibyllic as she

My own true wife, who is dearer now stood there in the glow, shaking her head sorrow

For all that the years resignfully, and muttering gently to herself. The tide

For the timid love, for the spoken vow, had now risen, and the waves were beating heavily

For the home that was yours and mine; on the shore. In waiting for their rhythmic beat, in counting the majestic strokes of the ground- For hopes we shared, and for tears we shed, swell that was rolling grandly in, Gerard soon lost

For comfort in days o'ercast; reckoning of time and space, and sunk into a

For the trust that we held to meet our dead

When the shades of life are past. heavy sleep. He awoke suddenly; men were in the room.

Griefs that are over left us a gift, "Ah, my dear sir,' said a voice at his side, 'I

They lit us a lamp of light; hear you are not satisfied to remain here, but insist Soon shall God's sunshine clear through the list, on going into the town. Well, it is a pity you

And there shall be no more night. should go ; but we won't hinder you. We have got a stretcher for you, and men to carry you; and,

Close to my side, dear wife that I love, as it 's getting dark, perhaps we'd better lose no

With your thin hand fast in mine;

So will we wait for the light above, time. As the hotel is some distance up the har

Till the morning star sball shine. bour, we'll put you into a boat, and take by river, which will be easier for you—eh ?'

Where had he heard that voice? Oh, it was The Publishers of CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL beg to direct that ill-omened man's who had met him at the the attention of CONTRIBUTORS to the following notice : station. "Oh, thank you,' said Gerard, giving, 1st. All communications should be addressed to the however, a piteous glance at the warm comfortable Editor, 47 Paternoster Row, London.' room-at the darkness and gloom outside. “I'm 2d. To insure the return of papers that may prore quite ready, I think—my portmanteau will be sent ineligible, postage-stamps should in every case accom. after me, I suppose ?'

Two short and stout seamen stood at each end 3d. All MSS. should bear the author's full CHRISTIAN of the stretcher, which they spread on the floor,

name, surname, and address, legibly written. and on which Gerard was laid, then they hoisted 4th. MSS. should be written on one side of the leaf only. the poles on their shoulders, and carried him out

Unless Contributors comply with the above rules, the of the room.

Editor cannot undertake to return rejected papers. Winny, as she sat at the piano in the drawingroom, heard the tramp of men on the stairs, and Printed and Published by W. & R. CHAMBERS, 47 Pater she shuddered; for more than once she had heard

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vating vegetables in an inner garden, and the I HAVE grown tired of photography, partly because framework of certain windows was glazed. But I my fingers were continually black, partly because was so eager to get my apparatus under shelter people who meant to praise me always said that before the rain came on in earnest, that I noticed my results were very good for the work of an nothing of this, and so it happened that I blundered amateur ; but some years ago I was wild about it. into a furnished apartment. Not that the furniMy mania was to photograph bits of scenery and ture was extensive, but there was enough to swear ruins which had never been focused before, and in by : a deal-table, three cherry-wood chairs, and a seeking to indulge it, I was perpetually getting away portrait of a gentleman, in oils, about totaled it. into corners. The cornerest corner I ever explored A man was sitting at the deal-table when I entered. in these rambles was in the west of England. The He jumped up at the intrusion, and I saw that wildest parts of Scotland, Ireland, and Wales have he was tall

, young, thin, and dressed in a suit of a tourist taint about them; slimy touts and ciceroni shepherd's plaid.considerably the worse for wear. have crawled over their surface with snail-like 'I beg your pardon,' stammered I. “I ran in out perseverance and stolidity, and left traces. But of the thunder-storm, not knowing that the house no one has ever written a hand-book of Dowd ; no was inhabited.' one would buy it if he did. Dowd has no scenery You thought that a bat, or, at best, an owl, in particular, no waterfall, no antiquities of his would be the only tenant of so tumble-down á torical or philosophical interest. There was a place,' he said, smiling somewhat bitterly at my ruin indeed, but commonplace impecuniosity, not questionable apology; but come in. I have romantic war nor mysterious haunting, had caused nothing besides shelter to offer you, I fear; but to its decay, and, what was more, a fellow lived in it; that you are welcome.' not a smuggler nor coiner either, but the rightful "A thousand thanks,' said I. 'I would not

intrude on you, if it were not that I have been I should not have found that out, if it had not taking some large photographs, and do not wish been for a thunder-storm. I was hard at work them to be spoiled. Not that I am sorry to keep with my apparatus and imagination — Ruin near my skin out of such a deluge as this !' Dowd, West Front;' 'Ruin near Dowd, supposed For the storm had now burst with great fury. remains of Keep,' &c.—when the sky becaine so Flashes of lightning averaged about three to the black, that you would have thought it was going minute; the thunder was rather a succession of to rain ink, and the first electric gun was fired. explosions, than the normal roll; and the rain Now, Dowd, a village consisting of a farm, a few came down, as if all the gargoyles of Europe were labourers' cottages, a forge, and a small beer-shop, having an international spouting-match overhead. not licensed to sell spirits, was quite four miles off. I deposited my traps in a corner, and immeI had my knapsack, and some bread and cheese diately became aware of a third

personage, hitherto with me, so it was perfectly indifferent where I unnoticed. This was a very large black cat, who passed the day or the night, so long as I got emerged from under the table, stretched hinıself, shelter. Part of the roof seemed to be in good and, without taking the slightest notice of myself, enough repair ; so I struck my camera and little proceeded to examine my luggage with great intent at once, and commenced an exploration of the terest

. Do not tell me that he had no reason. interior, as the first drops began to make their The way he peered about, gently lifting up cloths, half-crown-sized splashes. After penetrating the and letting them down again, alone proved the dilapidated outer walls, I ought to have seen that contrary. That he perfectly mastered the uses of

the kernel of the place was in a more habitable the camera, I am not prepared to avow, but he es



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