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14 the present social system of England. Even while that monopoly lasted the markets could not keep pace with the increasing productivity of English manufacturers; the decennial crises were the consequence. And new markets are getting scarcer every day, so much so that even the negroes of the Congo are now to be forced into the civilisation attendant upon Manchester calicoes, Staffordshire pottery, and Birmingham hardware. How will it be when Continental, and especially American goods, flow in in ever increasing quantities—when the predominating share, still held by British manufacturers, will become reduced from year to year? Answer, Free Trade, thou universal panacea?

I am not the first to point this out. Already in 1883, at the Southport meeting of the British Association, Mr. Inglis Palgrave, the President of the Economical section, stated plainly that “the days of great trade profits in England were over, and there was a pause in the progress of several great branches of industrial labour. The country might almost be said to be entering the non-progressive state.”

But what is to be the consequence? Capitalist production cannot stop. It must go on increasing and expanding, or it must die. Even now, the mere reduction of England's lion's share in the supply of the world's markets means stagnation, distress, excess of capital here, excess of unemployed workpeople there. What will it be when the increase of yearly production is brought to a complete stop?

Here is the vulnerable place, the heel of Achilles, for capitalist production. Its very basis is the necessity of constant expansion, and this constant expansion now becomes impossible. It ends in a deadlock. Every year England is brought nearer face to face with the question: either the country must go to pieces, or capitalist production must. Which is it to be?

And the working class? If even under the unparalleled commercial and industrial expansion, from 1848 to 1868, they have had to undergo such misery; if even then the great bulk of them experienced at best a temporary improvement or their condition, while only a small, privileged, “protected” minority was permanently benefitted, what will it be when this dazzling period is brought finally to a close; when the present dreary stagnation shall not only become intensified, but this its intensified condition shall become the permanent and normal state of English trade?

The truth is this: during the period of England's industrial monopoly the English working class have to a certain extent shared in the benefits of the monopoly. These benefits were very unequally parcelled out amongst them; the privileged minority pocketed most, but even the greater mass had at least a temporary share now and then. And that is the reason why since the dying-out of Owenism there has been no Socialism in England. With the breakdown of that monopoly the English working class will lose that privileged position; it will find itself generally—the privileged and leading minority not excepted—on a level with its fellow-workers abroad. And that is the reason why there will be Socialism again in England. .

The proverbial parental relation of “the wish” to “the thought” is more easily realised if ignorance of French is knocking about. Several London journals, in dealing with the exposé of the police spies of Paris by the French Socialists, indulged in a maliciously free translation of the phrase “execution des espions.” This they rendered “execution of divers spies,” not knowing that “execution” here means “exposing.” The French correspondent of the Weekly Dispatch, in our judgement the best of that ilk, was the first to notice and “execute” this blunder.

Socialists and dynamitards are not, as the American correspondent of the Daily News seems to think (by telegraph) convertible or even collateral terms.

The crock calling the kettle smutty. Sir Stafford Northcote falling foul of Professor Thorold Rogers.

New work in India. “India for the Indians—and for England.” The author is the Secretary of the National Liberal Club. He deserves to be.

The first special address to the Manchester Geographical Society has been delivered by Mr. Arthur Arnold, M.P. The subject was “Our Commercial Opportunities in Western Asia.”

Mr. Arthur Arnold is a Radical. He has nothing better to talk about than our—Commercial Opportunities.

The Bishop of Manchester has been preaching on the manifesto of the Socialist League, and is much disturbed by it. His remarks on it are well meaning and amiable, and it must be said that he does not dare to deny the corruption and oppression of society which we assert; but his criticism is for the rest founded on the complete ignorance of Socialism which is the usual condition of the “educated” classes. We hope Dr. Fraser will take the occasion to correct this ignorance which the issue of our literature will give him.

A letter, signed “G. J. Holyake,” recently appeared in the Daily News. It was as fill of fine phrasing as Mr. Holyoake's letters generally are. “Lurid figures on the horizon” became, a few lines down, under a temporary forgetfulness, “the fiery figures of strange platforms.” It is not, however, with the imagery but with the reasoning that we have to do, though the two are curiously closely related. It is the plea, or rather the special pleading, for co-operation as it is to-day that calls for attention. “Many of the stores have more Capital than they know what to do with.” They bear the banner, “Profit sharing with labor.” Industry is to have “an equitable portion of the gain.” But the three words we have italicised are as many impossibilities without unpaid labor and exploitation somewhere. Mr. Holyoake's co-operators as well as the capitalist individuals or companies, do “steal capital” and do “put their hands in” the pockets of others. Every farthing of their profit comes from the unremunerated toil of some of their fellow-men.

At the annual meeting of the Notts Chamber of Agriculture, Lord Belper and the Duke of St. Albans denounced the recent utterances of Mr. Chamberlain on the land question. Naturally.

The steady and self-contained attitude of the London population under the influence of dynamite explosions was well shown by the ubiquitous stampede that followed upon a clap of thunder on the day or night week after the Westminster folly and crime.

Mrs. Natalie Liebknecht's translation of Mrs. Lynn Linton's novel “Joshua Davidson,” published some years ago in the Neue Welt, and lattelylately [sic] issued as a volume with an introduction by Wilhelm Liebknecht, has been prohibited by the Prussian Police Government, under one of the articles of the Anti-Socialist Law.

Professor Voeglin of Zurich, the ardent advocate of International Factory Legislation, lately gave a most interesting lecture on this subject at Bâle. He gave the following statistics regarding child labor in the various European countries:—In Germany children of 12 to 14 may be worked for 6 hours; from 14 to 16, 10 hours. France, boys of 10 to 12 (under certain conditions); boys from 12 to 16 (under certain conditions) 12 hours. England, children under 13, 6-6$1⁄2$ hours; young persons and females, 10-10$1⁄2$ hours. Austria, children of 10 to 12 prohibited; from 12 to 14, 10 hours' from 14 to 16, 12 hours. Denmark, children of 10 to 14 may be worked 12 hours; young persons of 14 to 18, 12 hours. Netherlands, child labor for children under 12 prohibited. Spain, boys under 13 and girls under 14 may be worked 5 hours; boys of 13 to 15 and girls of 14 to 17, 8 hours. Italy and Belgium, no laws.

“Job,” says a daily paper, “should have been chairman of the City Companies' Commission.” Exactly: Job with a short “o.”

workers hail with great rejoicing the appearance of your new paper, and hope it soon will come out weekly. For a paper that commences with its first appearance to expose grievances should be well supported by the working classes. I am able to support your correspondent, J. Lane, in what he says about my trade, for he does not exaggerate when he says that coats are made for 6d., vests for 3d., and trousers for 4d., and find your own linen thread; but he should also say “and your own sewing machines, etc.,” thus reducing your wages by 2s. 6d. per week. For this not only saves the employer going to the expense of buying machinery, but it saves him paying the rent of a workshop. Thus the masters get all these advantages without giving the work hands any more remuneration for all the expense they have to go to, and how many hundreds are there (not being able to get the necessary security to enable them to buy a sewing machine) who are therefore forced (owing to the severe competition which exists for starvation wages in our trade) to fly to the sweaters, who can give them any wages they like. Our greatest curse seems to be that we do not know each other, for if we knew and trusted each other we should be able to organise for the overthrow of the accursed system which is crushing into an untimely grave our best men and women. For its is only the cunning foxes that dare not speak their mind, or in other words, those who are devoid of any principle, that are able to get on now. You must not speak or you are sacked, and this in a country that boasts of being the most enlightened and free. Now a sweater goes to shop, and by greasing the hand of the trimmer or taker-in he is enabled to get work and employs a few hands. For an example I will take one who lives not far from me. He employs hive hands, and they make on the average 100 coats, 100 vests and 100 trousers per week. Now he pays one woman 12s. 6d. per week and one man 25s. per week, the other three gurls get from 2s. 6d. to 3s. per week. He only wants those girls to put on buttons, or holes, and fell bottoms or sleeve linings, so that when they ask for a rise they get the sack and have to look out for other employment. Fancy 2s. 6d. to 3s. per week! Is it possible for them to live on this money? I say, empathetically, No! They have in most cases to eke out a living by becoming the mistresses or tools of


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 Rh acquainted with the details of shoemaking to notice that Michael was not working in accordance with the rules governing shoemakers' work, but instead was making some very peculiar round cuts. Simeon's wife was on the point of interrupting the assistant's labors, when she thought to herself:

"Perhaps I do not understand the making of shoes. Michael surely knows more about such things than I do, and it would be wiser on my part not to interfere."

Michael, after having cut out his work, began to sew—not, however, as if he were making boots, but slippers instead.

Although much surprised at this, Matreona did not even then make any remark, and he was allowed to pursue his work without interruption.

When dinner-time came Simeon arose, and approaching his assistant learned for the first time what he was doing—that he had cut the nobleman's leather into slippers instead of boots.

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 more particularly open to Men of Merit. To ay the Truth, this was the only Houe in the Kingdom where you was ure to gain a Dinner by deerving it.

Above all others, Men of Genius and Learning hared the principal Place in his Favour; and in thee he had much Dicernment: For though he had mied the Advantage of a learned Education, yet being blet with vat natural Abilities, he had o well profited by a vigorous, though late Application to Letters, and by much Converation with Men of Eminence in this Way, that he was himelf a very competent Judge in mot Kinds of Literature.

It is no Wonder that in an Age when this Kind of Merit is o little in Fahion, and o lenderly provided for, poeed of it hould very eagerly flock to a Place where they were ure of being received with great Complaiance; indeed where they might enjoy almot the ame Advantages of a liberal Fortune as if they were entitled to it in their own Right; for Mr. Allworthy was not one of thoe generous Perons, who are ready mot bountifully to betow Meat, Drink, and Lodging on Men of Wit and Learning, for which they expect no other


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 Return but Entertainment, Intruction, Flattery, and Suberviency; in a Word, that uch Perons hould be enrolled in the Number of Dometics, without wearing their Mater’s Cloaths, or receiving Wages.

On the contrary, every Peron in this Houe was perfect Mater of his own Time: and as he might at his Pleaure atisfy all his Appetites within the Retrictions only of Law, Virtue and Religion; o he might, if his Health required, or his Inclination prompted him to Temperance, or even to Abtinence, abent himelf from any Meals, or retire from them whenever he was so dipoed, without even a Solicitation to the contrary: For indeed, uch Solicitations from Superiors always avour very trongly of Commands. But all here were free from uch Impertinence, not only thoe, whoe Company is in all other Places eteemed a Favour from their Equality of Fortune, but even thoe whoe indigent Circumtances make uch an eleemoynary Abode convenient to them, and who are therefore les welcome to a great Man’s Table becaue they tand in need of it.

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 tune of loing the Advantage of great Talents by the Obtinacy of a Father, who would breed him to a Profeion he diliked. In Obedience to this Obtinacy the Doctor had in his Youth been obliged to tudy Phyick, or rather to ay he tudied it; for in reality Books of this Kind were almot the only ones with which he was unacquainted; and unfortunately for him, the Doctor was Mater of almot every other Science but that by which he was to get his Bread; the Conequence of which was, that the Doctor at the Age of Forty had no Bread to eat.

Such a Peron as this was certain to find a Welcome at Mr. Allworthy’s Table, to whom Misfortunes were ever a Recommendation when they were derived from the Folly or Villany of others, and not of the unfortunate Peron himelf. Beides this negative Merit, the Doctor had one poitive Recommendation. This was a great Appearance of Religion. Whether his Religion was real, or conited only in Appearance, I hall not preume to ay, as I am not poeed of any Touch-tone, which can ditinguih the true from the fale.

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 engaged him in many religious Controveries; on which Occaions he contantly expreed great Satisfaction in the Doctor’s Knowledge, and not much les in the Compliments which he frequently betowed on her own. To ay the Truth, he had read much Englih Divinity, and had puzzled more than one of the neighbouring Curates. Indeed her Converation was o pure, her Looks o age, and her whole Deportment o grave and olemn, that he eemed to deerve the Name of Saint equally with her Name-ake, or with any other Female in the Roman Kalendar.

As Sympathies of all Kinds are apt to beget Love, o Experience teaches us that none of have a more direct Tendency this Way than thoe of a religious Kind between Perons of different Sexes. The Doctor found himelf o agreeable to Mis Bridget, that he now began to lament an unfortunate Accident which had happened to him about ten Years before; namely, his Marriage with another Woman, who was not only till alive, but what was wore, known to be o by Mr. Allworthy. This was a fatal Bar to that Happines which he otherwie aw ufficient Probability of obtaining with this young Lady; for as to criminal Indulgencies, he


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 certainly never thought of them. This was owing either to his Religion, as is mot probably, or to the Purity of his Paion, which was fixed on thoe Things, which Matrimony only, and not criminal Correpondence, could put him in Poeion of, or could give him any Title to.

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This Gentleman was about 35 Years of Age. He was of a middle Size, and what is called well built. He had a Scar on his Forehead, which did not o much injure his Beauty, as it denoted his Valour (for he was a half-pay Officer.) He had good Teeth, and omething affable, when he pleaed, in his Smile; though naturally his Countenance, as well as his Air and Voice, had much of Roughnes in it, yet he could at any Time depoite this, and appear all


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82 —traveling throughout the night, sleeping during the day—to the locality I have mentioned; and I shall, at least, have the satisfaction of knowing that I have rendered to my prince the service that he himself most preferred. I shall have made one man happy; and Heaven for that will hold me in better account than if I had made one man poweful; for that is far more difficult. And now, monseigneur, your answer to this proposition? Here is the money. Nay, do not hesitate. At Poiton you can risk nothing, except the chance of catching the fevers prevalent there; and even of them the so-called wizards of the country may cure you, for the sake of your pistoles. If you play the other game, you run the chance of being assassinated on a throne, or of being strangled in a prison. Upon my soul, I assure you, now I begin to compare them together, I should hesitate which of the two I should accept."

"Monsieur," replied the young prince, "before I determine, let me alight from this carriage, walk on the ground, and consult that still voice within me which Heaven bids address us all. Ten minutes is all I ask, and then you shall have your answer."

"As you please, monseigneur," said Aramis, bending before him with respect, so solemn and august in its tone and address had been the voice which had just spoken.

CHAPTER X. CROWN AND TIARA.

ARAMIS was the first to descend from the carriage; he held the door open for the young man. He saw him place his foot on the mossy ground with a trembling of the whole body, and walk round the carriage with an unsteady and almost tottering step. It seemed as if the poor prisoner was unaccustomed to walk on God's earth. It was the 15th of August, about eleven o'clock at night; thick clouds, portending a tempest, overspread the heavens, and shrouded all light and prospect beneath their heavy folds. The extremities of the avenues were imperceptibly detached from the copse by a lighter shadow of opaque gray, which, upon closer examination became visible in the midst of the obscurity. But the fragrance which ascended from the grass, fresher and more penetrating than that which exhaled from the trees around him; the warm and balmy air which en-

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Rh A native smith taught me to weld iron; and having acquired some further information in this art as well as in carpentering. and gardening from Mr. Moffat, I was becoming handy at most mechanical employments in addition to medicine and preaching. My wife could make candles, soap, and clothes; and thus we had nearly attained to the indispensable accomplishments of a missionary family in Central Africa, — the husband to be a jack-of-all-trades without doors, and the wife a maid-of-all-work within.

In our second year again scarce any rain fell. The third was marked by the same extraordinary drought, and during these two years the whole downfall did not amount to ten inches. The Kolobeng ran dry, and so many fish died that the hyaenas from the country round collected to the feast, and were unable to clear away the putrid mass. A large old alligator was left high and dry in the mud among the victims. The fourth year was equally unpropitious, the rain being insufficient to bring the grain to maturity. Keedles lying out of doors for months did not rust ; and a mixture of sulphuric acid and water, used in a galvanic battery, parted with all its moisture to the air, instead of imbibing more from the atmosphere as would have happened in England. The leaves of the trees drooped, and were soft and shrivelled, though not dead. Those of the mimosae were closed at midday, the same as at night. I put the bulb of a thermometer three inches under the soil in the sun at midday, and found that the temperature was from 132° to 134°. When certain kinds of beetles were placed on the surface, they ran about for a few seconds and expired. But this broiling heat only augmented the never-tiring activity of the long-legged black ants. Where do they get their moisture? Our house was built on a hard ferruginous conglomerate, in order to be out of the way of the white ant. Their black brethren got in despite the precaution; and not only were they able to moisten soil to the consistency of mortar for the formation of galleries, which they do by night, that they may be screened in the day from the observation of birds as they are passing and repassing towards any vegetable matter they may wish to devour, but their inner chambers were surprisingly humid, though dew there was none, and, our dwelling being placed on a


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 uncle left me free to choose a convent—I accordingly fixed on one, with which I was well acquainted, near the habitation where alone I had been happy.

"Immediate preparations were made for my removal, and in a few days after I had avowed my intention of quitting it, I was hurried from my uncle's house.

"Accompanied by an old female domestic, I commenced my journey; what I suffered on doing so I shall not attempt to describe. I felt like a wretch going into a gloomy exile, where the features, the voice he loved, would never more charm his eye, or sooth his ear.

"At a late hour we stopped for the night. As soon as my companion had retired to her chamber, I locked myself up in mine, and gave way to the agonies of my soul. In the midst of my lamentations I was startled by a tap at the chamber-door; I listened attentively, and heard it repeated, and at the same time my name pronounced in a low voice. Still more surprised, I hastily unlocked the door,


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 door, and beheld—ah! gracious Heaven! what were the feelings of that moment, St. Julian!—I involuntarily receded, and sunk half fainting upon a chair. The words, the tenderness of St. Julian soon revived me, and brought me to a perfect sense of my happiness; he implored my pardon for the agitation he had caused me.

"He had loved me, he declared, almost from the first moment he beheld me, and would at once have divulged his passion, had he not feared its being then discovered to my aunt, whose malice he knew would betray him to his father; he had therefore determined, if he beheld no chance of losing me, to conceal it till the expectations he entertained of a splendid independence at the death of a very old relative were realized, and he consequently secured from suffering any pecuniary distress through the displeasure of his father, which he could not deny his thinking would follow the disclosure of our union.


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 "My sudden resolution, (he proceeded to say) had been concealed from him till I had quitted my uncle's; with difficulty on hearing it he could hide his emotions, and almost instantly pursued me, trembling lest I should be lost to him for ever.

"He now implored me to consent to a private union, and put myself immediately under his protection, solemnly assuring me, that the moment he could acknowledge me as his wife, without involving me in distress, with equal pride and pleasure he would do so.

"You may well believe I did not, could not resist his supplications:—a carriage and confidential servants were in waiting, and we directly set out for Paris, which we reached at the dawn of the day, and, stopping at the first church we came to, were united.

"St. Julian then took lodgings for me in a retired part of the town, under a feigned name, passing himself for a secretary to a man of consequence, and unable, from his situation, to be always with me.


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 "I had now no drawback on my felicity but that which proceeded from sorrow at my mother's not being alive to witness it, and uneasiness at the disquiet, which I learned from St. Julian, who still continued to visit at his house, my uncle felt on my account, not being able to form the slightest conjecture of what had become of me: Perfect happiness, however, I knew was unattainable in this world, and as the best proof of my gratitude to Heaven for that portion which I enjoyed, I sedulously endeavoured to repel the sigh of regret that sometimes involuntarily heaved my bosom.

"Before the expiration of a year you were born. Oh! with what rapture did I receive you to my arms! with what delight did I present you to your father! and, with mingled emotions of tenderness and pleasure, beheld the tear which stole down his cheek, as I endeavoured in your infant features to discover a resemblance to his.


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 "I had now attained my summit of felicity; and my sun was soon to set in misery and despair.

"Soon after your birth, the visits of your father became less frequent; he did not assign any reason for their being so, nor did I inquire; for suspicion was a stranger to my breast; my faith was unbounded, great, and firm as my love; and while I wept his absence, I ever hailed his presence with a smile.

"At length a long space ensued in which I did not behold him; my spirits involuntarily drooped, and with them my health declined; yet, notwithstanding my sufferings, the moment I again saw him, I thought myself amply rewarded for them.

"The pleasure, however, which filled my heart on his entering my chamber, was quickly damped by the coldness of his manner: he scarcely returned my caresses, or noticed you.


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 Gentlenes and good Humour. He was not ungenteel, nor entirely void of Wit, and in his Youth had abounded in Spritelines, which, though he had lately put on a more erious Character, he could, when he pleaed, reume.

He had, as well as the Doctor, an Academic Education; for his Father had, with the ame Paternal Authority we have mentioned before, decreed him for holy Orders; but as the old Gentleman died before he was ordained, he choe the Church, and preferred the King’s Commiion to the Bihop’s.

He had purchaed the Pot of Lieutenant of Dragoons, and afterwards came to be a Captain; but having quarrelled with his Colonel, was by his Interet obliged to ell; form which Time he had entirely ruticated himelf, had betaken himelf to tudying the Scriptures, and was not a little upected of an Inclination to Methodim.

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 'Well, Madeline, (said he, seating himself at a distance from me), I trust you have been well and happy since I last saw you.'

"As well and happy (I replied, looking at him with that tenderness which my heart experienced) as I could be without the society which constitutes my chief felicity."

'Ah! Madeline, (cried he) I trust when you mix more in the world, you will be able to enjoy felicity without that society.'

'Could the world (said I) produce any change in my present sentiments, I should wish for ever to be secluded from it.'

"He arose and approached me.

'I came, Madeline, (said he) with a hope of receiving proofs of your good sense instead of your tenderness; do not interrupt me, (continued he, seeing me about to speak) listen attentively to what I am about saying:

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 the mercy of my father; consequently to disclose our marriage would be to involve me in certain ruin, as I am convinced no supplications, no entreaties would ever prevail upon him to pardon so imprudent a step; 'tis absolutely necessary therefore that we should conceal it for ever.'

For ever! (repeated I) gracious Heaven! would it not be better to avow it, than to be teased with continual importunities (which must be the case) to form another connexion.'

I will not deny, Madeline, (said he) that it is not my intention to be deaf to such importunities: as our marriage is a profound secret, I mean it never shall be known; that from henceforth we shall be strangers to each other, and each again enter the world free to make another choice.'

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 "Have I lived, (I at length exclaimed) have I lived to hear the husband I adore declare his intention of disowning me? Have I lived to hear St. Julian avow his design of branding his child with infamy?"

'Do not, Madeline, (said he) with the weakness peculiar to your sex, run into complaints at once unjust and unavailing; when you mix more in the world, and have opportunities of comparing my conduct with that of others, you will then be convinced that it is not quite so base or cruel as you now imagine; you will then see numbers of your sex, perhaps as amiable as yourself, cruelly forsaken after the first ardour of passion is extinguished, instead of which you will find yourself, if your obstinacy does not counteract my intentions, in possession of an ample provision, with which you can retire to some other part of France, where you are not known, and there, passing yourself as a widow, bring up your son, and, perhaps, make another choice more calculated than your present one to render you happy.'


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 "My heart felt bursting; but I strove to repress the grief, the indignation with which it laboured.

"No, St. Julian, (said I, in a solemn voice), never will I enter the road of infamy you have marked out for me to take; I am your wife, nor shall any power but that, whose mandate we must all obey, make me give up my claims. What! did you snatch me from the altar of my God, from the dwelling of piety and peace, but to plunge me into guilt and misery?"

'Madeline, (cried he) be wise, nor mar my good intentions towards you by useless endeavours to support claims, which I am determined to deny; 'tis impossible, you know, for you to prove your marriage; there were, you may recollect, no witnesses to it, and with the name of the priest who performed the ceremony you are unacquainted.'

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 Doctor, who certainly had no great Friendhip for his Brother, hould for his Sake think of making o ill a Return to the Hopitality of Allworthy, is a Matter not o eay to be accounted for.

Is it that ome Natures delight in Evil, as others are thought to delight in Virtue? Or is there a Pleaure in being acceary to a Theft when we cannot commit it ourelves? Or Latly, (which experience eems to make probable) have we a Satisfaction in aggrandizing our Families, even tho’ we have not the leat Love or Repect for them?

Whether any of thee Motives operated on the Doctor we will not determine; but o the Fact was. He ent for his Brother, and eaily found Means to introduce him at Allworthy’s as a Peron who intended only a hort Viit to himelf.

The Captain had not been in the Houe a Week before the Doctor has Reaon to felicitate himelf on his Dicernment. The Captain was indeed as great a Mater of the Art of Love as Ovid was formerly. He had beides received proper Hints from his Brother, which he failed not to improve to the bet Advantage.


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 friend to interfere in my behalf, my uncle having paid the last sad debt of nature some weeks before, I saw no means of escaping the fate he doomed me to. I wept, I upbraided, I supplicated, but all without effect; and I was soon convinced that every spark of his former affection was extinguished, and that some dangerous rival had taken entire possession of his heart.

"Agonized by this conviction, I might perhaps have silently submitted to his wishes, assured that his name, without his regard, could give me no happiness, had I not considered that with his unhappy mother the son of St. Julian must also sink; maternal tenderness urged me therefore to make some effort to counteract his cruel and unjust intentions.

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 ignorance of the world only could have prompted; for a heart occupied by avarice and ambition, as was the Marquis's, is ever dead to the nobler softer claims of justice and humanity.

"As St. Julian departed, he told me he would give me a day or two to consider of what he had said; if at the expiration of that time he found me inclined to accede to his wishes, he would at once secure to me the provision he had promised; but if, on the contrary, he found me still inclined to dispute them, he would, without farther hesitation abandon me to a world which would laugh at all the allegations I could make against him.

"I saw no time was to be lost; the moment therefore he had left me I stole from the house, and hired a carriage, which I ordered to meet me at an early hour, the next morning, at the end of the street. Faint, trembling, oppressed with a thousand horrors, I commenced my journey with you in my arms.


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 "Fearful of being pursued, I made the driver, as night approached, turn into an obscure village, some leagues from the road. Here a violent illness, brought on by the dreadful agitation I suffered, detained me two days, and when I recommenced my journey, I was more dead than alive.

"Oh! how impossible to describe the emotions which shook my frame as I approached the mansion of Montmorenci; as I stopped before those gates which I once hoped I should have entered as the acknowledged wife of St. Julian! for many minutes my feelings prevented my declaring to the astonished domestics the purport of my visit; at length I summoned sufficient resolution to desire to be shown into the presence of their Lord. I drew near his apartment more like an unhappy criminal about deprecating vengeance, than an injured sufferer going to implore justice: the moment I beheld his countenance, where pride and sternness only were visible, the faint hope of obtaining his


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 protection, which had hitherto cheered my heart, died away; like the drowning wretch, however, grasping at every straw, I determined to essay every thing which had a chance of procuring me relief—I therefore cast myself at his feet, and poured forth my sorrows; but scarcely had I concluded my sad tale, scarcely had I raised my tearful eyes to his to try if I could perceive one gleam of pity in them, ere a door burst open, and St. Julian entered. He entered with a countenance inflamed by rage and every direful passion. Oh! had a dagger pierced my breast I could not have suffered greater agonies than I experienced when I beheld those eyes which had once beamed unutterable tenderness, now darting the keenest glances of resentment on me.

'You see, my Lord, (said he, addressing his father) that I was not mistaken with regard to this unhappy woman. I was well convinced of the lengths her artifice and ambition would carry her.'

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"I attempted to speak, but was interrupted by St. Julian, who directly called in two servants, and ordered them to bear me to a remote apartment. Thither, shrieking with despair, and with you in my arms, I was carried and locked in. A kind of madness seized me—I could not weep—I could not speak—by cries, by groans I could alone express my misery.

"Night approached ere any one came near me; a young female then appeared—I merely cast a glance at her, and then averted my eyes, as a trembling wretch would have done from his executioner; for every heart in the mansion of Montmorenci I fancied steeled against me. She came to me and entreated me to take some refreshment.

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 her cheek; it was a sacred tear, which pity had engendered, and operated more powerfully in calming the violence of my feeling than any arguments could have done. Oh! how sweet, how soothing, when we believe ourselves utterly abandoned, utterly friendless, to be surprised by finding a heart that compassionates us!—

"My tears immediately began to flow, the fever in my brain abated, and I stretched out my hand to press her's to my bosom.

'Alas! unhappy lady, (she exclaimed) I pity you from my soul, and wish it was in my power to save you from the fate that awaits you.'

"What fate? (cried I, gazing on her) have they planned my death? Ah! no—they would not be so merciful as to terminate the anguish they have inflicted."

'About the middle of to-night (said she) they mean to put you into a carriage, and send you to a house of penitents near Paris, where you will for ever be confined from the world, and separated from your son.'


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Rh rock, they could have no subterranean passage to the river, v/hich ran about three hundred yards below the hill. Can it be that they have the power of combining by vital force the oxygen and hydrogen of their vegetable food so as to form water ?

Rain, however, would not fall; the Bakwains believed that I had bound Sechele with some magic spell, and I received deputations of the old counsellors, entreating me to allow him to make only a few showers: "The corn will die if you refuse, and we shall become scattered. Only let him make rain this once, and we shall all, men, women, and children, come to the school and sing and pray as long as you please."

The method by which the natives imagine they can charm the clouds to pour out their refreshing treasure is by burning a variety of preparations, such as charcoal made of bats; inspissated renal deposit of the mountain coney (Hyrax capensis), which is also used in the form of pills as a good antispasmodic; jackals' livers, baboons' and lions' hearts, hairy calculi from the bowels of old cows, serpents' skins and vertebrae, and every kind of tuber, root, and plant to be found  in the country. Conscious that civility is useful everywhere, you kindly state that you think they are mistaken as to their power; the rain-doctor selects a particular bulb, pounds it, and administers a cold infusion to a sheep, which in five minutes afterwards expires in convulsions. Part of the same bulb is converted into smoke, and ascends towards the sky; rain follows in a day or two. The inference is obvious. "Were we as much harassed by droughts, the logic would be irresistible in England in 1857.

The Bakwains still went on treating us with kindness, and I am not aware of ever having had an enemy in the tribe; but as they believed that there must be some connection between the presence of "God's Word "in their town and these successive droughts, they looked with no good will at the church-bell." "We like you," said the uncle of Sechele, a very influential and sensible person, " as well as if you had been boiix among us; you are the only white man we can


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 —"Horror for some time took from me the power of speech.

"Oh! St. Julian, (I at length exclaimed) is this the fate you have decreed for Madeline?—Is this the destiny you have doomed her to, whom but a few short months ago you wooed to your arms with vows of never-changing love?—Oh, never let my sex again confide in man!—Oh, never more let them gaze with pleasure upon the beam of tenderness, nor listen with delight to the language of love!'—

"On my knees I implored my informer to assist me to escape.

"Not on my own account (cried I) do I plead; stripes, dungeons, or perpetual imprisonment, could give little pain to her who has experienced the so much greater pain of being deserted by the man she loves; but on the account of him, who, if deprived of me, would surely be deprived of his only earthly friend; for those who exercised such unprecedented cruelty upon his mother, would no doubt but ill protect his helpless


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 youth: By the God, then, which you worship; by that heaven which you hope to attain, assist me to fly with my son to some solitary gloom, where I may rear his youth with tenderness, or see him, while unconscious of calamity, laid within his grave."

"She raised me, and told me, if I would be calm, and thought I could brave the horrors of travelling through lonely woods at such an hour as the present, she would try to assist me in escaping. I gave her every assurance she desired, and she lost no time in conducting me down a flight of back stairs terminated by a door that opened into the forest. I gave her, at parting, almost all I had to bestow, my thanks, and put a little fancy ring upon her finger to bring me sometimes to her mind, and make her now and then offer up a prayer for me and my babe.

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  Containing many Rules, and ome Examples, concerning falling in love: Decriptions of Beauty, and other more prudential inducements to Matrimony.

T hath been oberved by wie Men or Women, I forget which, that all Perons are doomed to be in Love once in their Lives. No particular Seaon is, as I remember, aigned for this; but the Age at which Mis Bridget was arrived eems to me as proper a Period as any to be fixed on for this Purpoe: It often indeed happens much earlier; but when it doth not, I have oberved, it eldom or never fails about this Time. Moreover, we may remark that at this Seaon Love is of a more erious and teady Nature than what ometimes hews itelf in the younger Parts of Life. The Love of Girls is uncertain, capricious, and o foolih that we cannot always dicover what the young Lady would be at; nay, it may almot be doubted, whether he always knows this herelf.


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I'm going to boldly attempt to take on all of these novels. The site needs traffic, that'll do the trick. I estimate that between 300 and 330 entries here are not done. I can have them all done (1929 inclusive) before this same day of March in 2025. SnowyCinema (talk) 18:03, 4 March 2024 (UTC)
 * 25 of 340 entries are done. And many of the entries are duplicates anyway, putting my estimate back down to about 305 novels needing to be completed. SnowyCinema (talk) 18:19, 4 March 2024 (UTC)

 * SnowyCinema: I saw your recent contributions here, and am very impressed by your lofty ambitions. If you need any of those 1929 (or earlier!) novels scanned, feel free to let me know. TE(æ)A,ea. (talk) 16:29, 6 March 2024 (UTC)
 * Thank you!!! I will definitely keep that in mind, and I already suspect there will be quite a few scans missing esp. for ones between 1924–1929. SnowyCinema (talk) 20:12, 6 March 2024 (UTC)

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 Now we are never at a Los to dicern this in Women about Forty; for as uch grave, erious and experienced Ladies well know their own Meaning, o it is always very eay for a Man of the leat Sagacity to dicover with the utmot Certainty.

Mis Bridget is an Example of all thee Obervations. She had not been many Times in the Captain’s Company before she was eized with this Paion. Nor did he go pining and moping about the Houe, like a puny foolih Girl, ignorant of her Ditemper: She felt, he knew, and he enjoyed, the pleaing Senation, of which, as he was certain it was not only innocent but laudable, he was neither afraid nor ahamed.

And to ay the Truth, there is in all Points, great Difference between the reaonable Paion which Women at this Age conceive towards Men, and the idle and childih Liking of a Girl to a Boy, which is often fixed on the Outide only, and on Things of little Value and no Duration; as on Cherry Cheeks, mall Lily-white Hands, low-black Eyes, flowing Locks, downy Chins, dapper Shapes, nay ometimes on Charms more worthles than


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VOL. I. Page 11, line 25. for was read had. p. 52, l. 18, dele that. p. 57, l. 12. for Military read Militant. p. 60, l. 6. for this read it. p. 68, l. 14. read what it. p. 99, l. 12. for bore read borne. p. 151, l. 10 for eventeen read nineteen. p. 209, l. 15. for he could read could.

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 thee, and les the Party’s own; uch are the outward Ornaments of the Peron, and for which Men are beholden to the Taylor, the Laceman, the Perriwigmaker, the Hatter, and the Milliner, and not to Nature. Such a Paion Girls may well be ahamed, as they generally are, to own either to themelves or to others.

The Love of Mis Bridget was of another Kind. The Captain owed nothing to any of thee Fop-makers in his Dres, nor was his Peron much more beholden to Nature, Both his Dres and Peron were uch as, had they appeared in an Aembly, or a Drawing-room, would have been the Contempt and Ridicule of all the fine Ladies there. The former of thee was indeed neat, but plain, coare, ill-fancied, and out of Fahion. As for the latter, we have expresly decribed it above. So far was the Skin on his Cheeks from being Cherry-coloured, that you could not dicern what the natural Colour of his Cheeks was, they being totally overgrown by a black Beard, which acended to his Eyes. His Shape and Limbs were indeed exactly proportioned, but o large, that they denoted the Strength rather of a Ploughman than any other. His Shoulders were broad, beyond all Size, and


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 was to seek some lonely cottage, where I might sequester myself till the heat of that pursuit, which I supposed would be made after me, should be over.

"Without knowing whither I went, or how far I had wandered, I found myself, as if instinct had guided me thither, about the middle of the night as well as I could conjecture, the hour which was to have borne me to endless confinement, near the habitation where I had resided with my mother, and which, since her death, had been unoccupied. Gently the moon dispensed her silvery light, and gave a perfect view of all the dear and lovely scenes of early youth: Oh! how agonizing were my feelings as I contrasted my present misery with the happiness I had enjoyed amongst them a happiness of which, like a bright vision, no trace remained but in my memory:—Oh! how excruciating my pangs as I gazed upon the cottage where I had experienced the care, the tenderness of a parent, and reflected that I was now a wretch forlorn, without one


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 the Calves of his Legs larger than thoe of common Chairman. In hort, his whole Peron wanted all that Elegance and Beauty, which is the very revere of clumy Strength, and which o agreeably ets off mot of our fine Gentlemen; being partly owing to the high Blood of their Ancetors, viz. Blood made of rich Sauces and generous Wines, and partly to an early Town Education.

Tho’ Mis Bridget was a Woman of the greatet Delicacy of Tate; yet uch were the Charms of the Captain’s Converation, that he totally overlooked the Defects of his Peron. She imagined, and perhaps very wiely, that he hould enjoy more agreeable Minutes with the Captain, than with a much prettier Fellow; and forewent the Conideration of pleaing her Eyes, in order to procure herelf much more olid Satisfaction.

The Captain no ooner perceived the Paion of Mis Bridget, in which Dicovery he was very quick-ighted, than he faithfully returned it. The Lady, no more than her Lover, was remarkable for Beauty. I would attempt to draw her Picture; but that is done already by a more able Mater, Mr. Hogarth himelf, to whom he at many Years ago, and hath been lately exhibited by that


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 friend to protect me, without any covering for my head but the canopy of heaven, without any pillow to repose it on but the cold sod; nothing but religion, which had been early and strongly implanted in my mind, could have prevented my raising the hand of despair against a life, which from being no longer valuable to others, was hateful to myself.

"But I will not (said I) I will not, by any act of rashness forfeit that heaven, where only I can be recompensed for my sorrows."

"Exhausted by my sufferings, I threw myself upon the ground, and as I lulled you upon my bosom, sleep insensibly stole upon me.

"The horror of my waking thoughts tinctured my sleeping ones, and I suddenly awoke in terror: as I started from the ground I beheld a lady and gentleman standing by me, for the morning was far advanced; I gazed upon them wildly, and in the features of the female at length recognized those of the Countess de Valdore, who had mar-


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 ried a few months previous to my mother's death, and with whom, from having resided both before and after her union near our cottage, I was well acquainted; she expressed the utmost astonishment at the situation in which she had discovered me, and with a degree of pity that quite overcame me: for as a profusion of viands will overpower the famished wretch, so will unexpected compassion the sad heart that has deemed itself utterly abandoned.

"A total weakness seized me, and I could only answer her inquiries with my tears. She seated herself on the ground, and supported my head on her lap, while the Count hastened to the chateau for a carriage to convey me thither. There I lay a week before I had power to disclose my unhappy story; when I concluded I had the comfort of finding I had secured two friends for my child, who would never desert him; and this comfort was surely requisite to save me from distraction, for I now learned that St. Julian had


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 been married four months to the rich and beautiful heiress of Charette.

'To attempt now, therefore, to redress your wrongs, would be unavailing, (said the Count); whilst St. Julian is intoxicated with love and the attainment of his wishes, any effort to do so would in all probability expose you to his vengeance, and perhaps occasion your final separation from your son: we must therefore leave him to the workings of conscience; though sometimes slow, it is always sure in its operations, and will yet raise its scorpion stings within his breast.'

"With his amiable Countess the Count united in assurances of friendship and protection; the Countess told me of the high esteem and regard she had always felt for me, and that at the death of my mother both she and the Count would gladly have offered me an asylum in their house, had they not naturally supposed I preferred my uncle's; from the period of my quitting Dauphine, she had never heard concerning me.


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 'Had I sooner known your fate, (she said) I should sooner have tried to alleviate it.'

"Certain that St. Julian would make diligent search after me, in order to try and get me into his power, which if he once discovered me, it would be impossible to prevent his doing, from his having represented me as an artful woman, who had seduced his youth and endeavoured to ruin his character; it was deemed expedient that I should in future be secluded from the world: for such a purpose no place appeared so eligible as the deserted monastery in the valley; thither I was accordingly conveyed without the knowledge of any of the family but a confidential servant of the Countess. A few months after my retirement, I resigned you to the arms of my friend, for the purpose of having you conveyed to her house, as the orphan of an esteemed acquaintance of her Lords.

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 taining his paternal title, of his having a son, born to his wishes, and of his leading a life of unbounded gaiety and pleasure—-Ah! how different from the one he has doomed me to!

"The attentions of the Count and Countess have been unremitted; could kindness, could compassion have healed the wounds of my heart, they would long since have been closed.

"In their visits to me you are often brought:—Ah! how does my breast heave with mingled pain and pleasure as I clasp you to it, and hear your lisping accents. Fair is the promise of your infancy, but never, my son, will your unfortunate mother see it fulfilled; affliction has undermined my health, I daily, hourly grow weaker; I fade like an early flower, o'er which the desolating blast has past, ere half its beauties are expanded; and long, long before the blossoms of your youth are blown, I shall be laid within my cold grave.

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 speaks, and charges you to attend to the advice which it contains—charges you never, in resentment for her wrongs, to forget the respect due to your father; she wishes you to plead for your rights, to vindicate her character, and prove to the world, that the descendant of St. Paul, the daughter of St. Foix, never disgraced the noble families from which she sprung, but she wishes you to plead with calmness, and, if unsuccessful, to be resigned.

"She also charges you, if only acknowledged as the son of an illicit love, to fly from any overtures of kindness which may be made you.

"The Count and Countess de Valdore have promised never to withdraw their protection. Generous pair! may Heaven recompense their kindness to me and mine.

"They have also promised, ere they put this narrative into your hands, to prepare you in some degree for my unfortunate story: Sad and painful has been my task in writing it—Oh! agonizing in the extreme to divulge to my son the crimes of his father.


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 Gentleman in his Print of a Winter’s Morning, of which he was no improper Emblem, and may be een walking (for walk he doth in the Print) to Covent-Garden Church, with a tarved Foot-boy behind carrying her Prayer-book.

The Captain likewie very wiely preferred the more olid Enjoyments he expected with this Lady, to the fleeting Charms of Peron. He was one of thoe wie Men, who regard Beauty in the other Sex as a very worthles and uperficial Qualification; or, to peak more truly, who rather chue to poes every Convenience of Life with an ugly Woman, than a handome one without any of thoe Conveniencies. And having a very good Appetite, and but little Nicety, he fancied he hould play his Part very well at the matrimonial Banquet, without the Sauce of Beauty.

To deal plainly with the Reader, the Captain, ever ince his Arrival, at leat from the Moment his Brother had propoed the Match to him, long before he had dicovered any flattering Symptoms in Mis Bridget, had been greatly enamoured; that is to ay, of Mr. Allworthy’s Houe and Gardens, and of his Lands, Tenements and Hereditaments;


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 "Oh! St. Julian, beloved, though perjured from every mortal eye, I would have concealed those crimes, had not justice to your child compelled me to disclose them.

"Farewell, my boy—my child, farewell! I leave you all I have to bestow, my blessing—may your conduct ever entitle you to that of Heaven, may your mind be fair as your person, may your heart ever glow with fervour in the cause of virtue, and your hand never lie idle by your side when misery or innocence call for assistance!

"In happy ignorance and childish gaiety often perhaps will your light steps bound o'er the sod which covers my remains; but the period I trust will arrive when tenderness and sensibility shall guide you to it, to drop a tear to the memory of her whose last prayer will be breathed for your felicity, to bedew with the sacred drops of filial affection the grave of your mother.

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 The tears of Madeline fell as she perused the narrative of her unfortunate grandmother, which (too much affected by it to speak), she returned in silence to her father.

"You can better conceive than I can describe (said he) the feelings I experienced on perusing this story. I wept for my mother, I blushed for my father, and my heart was divided between affliction and resentment.

"With the natural impetuosity of youth, I determined not to let another day elapse without pleading for those rights which I had been so long and so unjustly deprived of; but convinced that my agitation would not permit me to plead for them in person, as I could wish, I resolved on sending a letter by a special messenger to the castle of Montmorenci, where I knew my father resided, declaring the late discovery of my birth, and the manner in which I had been protected from the distresses his desertion had exposed me to.


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 "I accordingly withdrew from Elvira as soon as I was sufficiently composed to pen my letter, which I did in the most respectful yet energetic manner, and enclosed within it a small miniature of myself, drawn by the Countess de Valdore's desire a few months previous to her death, along with her daughter's, for the purpose of ornamenting a cabinet, whence I now received it from Elvira: I sent it with a hope that it might perhaps, by recalling to his memory some feature of the woman he had injured, and once tenderly loved, soften his mind in my favour, and incline him to do me justice.

"My sufferings till the return of my messenger mock description. At his first appearance I flew with breathless haste to meet him. The Marquis of Montmorenci (he said) was too ill to answer my letter, but he desired me without delay to repair to his castle.

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 the purpose of blessing, of acknowledging me as his son, of vindicating the fame of my injured mother.

"Elvira thought as I did; and while a tear of regret for my intended departure strayed down her cheek, congratulated me in the most fervent manner on the prospect there appeared of having my wishes realized.

"I set out unattended for the mansion of my father, which I entered, though with hope, with emotions that shook my frame; the domestics were prepared to receive me, and immediately conducted me to the apartment where their Lord lay, apparently much indisposed, and exhibiting but the ruin of those graces which had captivated the too susceptible heart of my mother.

"Trembling I approached, and knelt before him, supplicating by my looks his blessing.

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 "I pressed his hand to my lips, but could not speak; the reception I met with, the idea of being able to vindicate the fame of my mother, quite overpowered me. Alas! short was the duration of my joy.

'Rise, (continued my father) I have much to say; but ere I proceed, let me (looking as he spoke towards a young man who sat at some distance from the couch, and whom my agitation had hitherto prevented me from noticing) let me present you to the Count St. Julian, who has kindly promised to consider you as a brother.'

"Surprise, intermingled with indignation pervaded my heart, on hearing the Marquis address another person by the title to which alone I had a right. I suppressed those feelings however from a hope that an explanation would ensue, which should appease them.

'Chance (proceeded my father) made him acquainted with your story: During a late illness, from which I am now but barely recovered, I ordered every letter or message


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 ALEXANDRE DUMAS.

T is certain that the great contemporary popularity of an author does not prove his greatness. In verse, as in the cases of Tupper and Montgomery, in the fustian of some contemporary novelists from which the Muse averts her eyes, we have proof that what is adored to-day by the multitude is burned to-morrow. Alexandre Dumas is, so to speak, burned to-day by the contempt of very superior persons, French and English. They want a different kind of fiction, and make no allowance for tastes that are not their own, or for historical conditions. Nobody says that there should be no novels but novels like those of Dumas. His age produced Balzac, Thackeray, Mérimée, Dickens, all very unlike him, and all excellent. One star varieth from another in glory, but all are bright. Dumas is as widely read as ever, all the world over he was appreciated by George Sand and by Thackeray. "I have read about our friend Monseigneur Athos, Count de la Fère, from sunrise to sunset with the utmost contentment of mind. He has passed through how many volumes? Forty? Fifty? I wish for my part there were a hundred more," says Thackeray. So do I.

Stevenson abounded in Thackeray's sense. Of the last and longest of the cycle of the Three Musketeers, The Vicomte de Bragelonne, R. L. S. wrote:—

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 which came to me to be delivered to him—consequently your's fell into his hands; I therefore deemed it requisite that he should be present at our interview, deemed it an absolute duty to him, his mother, and myself, that he should, whilst he heard me acknowledge you as my son, solemnly disacknowledge you as the heir of Montmorenci; no ties but those of love ever existed between your mother and me, and if you have been credulous enough to give implicit credit to the artful tale she fabricated, all my schemes in your favour must be defeated:—Be wise, study your own interest, declare your total renunciation of your chimerical claims, and ensure my kindness and protection.'

"Never, my Lord, (cried I); if your kindness and protection can only be acquired by stigmatizing the character of my mother, and degrading myself, the son of Madeline St. Foix will never consent to be called the child of infamy; my opinion of her veracity is unalterable, and though I may not be able


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 of all which the Captain was o paionately fond, that he would mot probably have contracted Marriage with them, had he been obliged to have taken the Witch of Endor into the Bargain.

As Mr. Allworthy therefore had declared to the Doctor, that he never intended to take a econd Wife, as his Siter was his nearet Relation, and as the Doctor had fihed out that his Intentions were to make any Child of hers his Heir, which indeed the Law, without his Interpofition, would have done for him; the Doctor and his Brother thought it an Act of Benevolence to give Being to a human Creature, who would be o plentifully provided with the mot eential Means of Happines. The whole Thoughts therefore of both the Brothers, were how to engage the Affections of this amiable Lady.

But Fortune, who is a tender Parent, and often doth more for her favourite Offpring than either they deerve or wih, had been o indutrious for the Captain, that whilt he was laying Schemes to execute his Purpoe, the Lady conceived the ame Deires with himelf, and was on her Side contriving how to give the Captain proper Encou-


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 to support, I never will renounce my claims."

'Then you must for ever be an alien to me, (said the Marquis). Go, (he continued, with an agitated voice and a countenance inflamed by resentment), go, lest you should tempt me to curse the hour in which you were born.'

"With difficulty I suppressed the feelings which swelled my heart almost to bursting, but I determined not to forget that the author of my injuries was also the author of my being.

"I directly left the castle, and set out for the mansion which had fostered my helpless infancy. Ah! how different was the situation of my mind now from what it had been when I journeyed from it!—On entering it a servant informed me that M. de Valdore was arrived. I was too much disturbed to think of then paying my compliments to him, but I desired to be shown directly to Lady Elvira. Her tenderness, said I to myself, will soften the bitterness of


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 disappointment; her gentleness will sooth the perturbations of my soul.

"I found her alone and in the deepest dejection. She started with astonishment at my unexpected appearance, and her eyes instantly brightened with pleasure; a brightness, however, which quickly vanished on surveying my countenance.

'My dear Lausane, (said she, extending her hand) what mean those looks?'

"Ah! my Elvira, (cried I) do they not render language unnecessary?—do they not tell you that my hopes were too sanguine?—that I have returned without finding the father I expected?'

'Good Heaven! (said she, bursting into tears) you overwhelm me with misery.—Oh! Lausane, what will become of you?'

"Do not, my dear Elvira, (cried I) aggravate my feelings, by giving way to your's. My situation is not desperate!—Reflect that the bounty of your noble parents secured me from experiencing any pecuniary distress through the desertion of my father."


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 'Oh! Lausane (exclaimed she in an agony) you are mistaken. M. de Valdore, who reached the chateau soon after you had left it, immediately opened the will of my father, in which your name was no where visible: this, I am convinced, unintentional omission, would give me little concern, could I immediately do what I know my father meant to have done for you; but M. de Valdore, without whose consent I cannot act, appears too selfish and illiberal to let me hope he will permit me to follow my wishes. Surely, surely my father was deceived with respect to the disposition of his relative, or he never would have chosen such a guardian for his Elvira; already he has told me, that if you returned to the castle, he would not suffer you to continue in it; views respecting me and his son, have, I am confident, inspired this resolution; he wishes an alliance to take place between us, and thinks that if you remained here, you might perhaps defeat those wishes: but I will kneel, I will supplicate him to drop the determination he has avow-


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 ed; should he, however, have the cruelty to persevere in it, I can give you jewels of sufficient value to support you in the stile of life you have hitherto been accustomed to, till I am of age, when the doors of Elvira's mansion shall be again opened with delight to the adopted son of her parents, the friend of her youth, the brother of her heart.'

"Sad, silent, overwhelmed with misery, I listened to Elvira; her words gave the final stroke to my happiness; all the horrors of dependence stared me in the face, and ere she had ceased to speak, I had determined on ending the life upon which they seemed entailed.

"Formed for domestic comforts, (said I within myself) such comforts as my situation precludes my enjoying, life without them would be a burden. I will not, therefore, toil to support an existence valueless to me; I will not enter a world where I have no relative to guide, no friend to sooth me; where I might meet such men as the Marquis of Montmorenci and M. de Valdore; I will go


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 to the mansion from which I am exiled, and gratify its master by destroying, perhaps in his presence, the being he detests.

"A kind of gloomy composure took possession of me from the moment I had conceived my fatal resolution. I made no comments to Elvira upon the conduct of her guardian; I attempted not to dissuade her from pleading to him in my favour, but pretending fatigue, I said I would retire for a little while to my chamber.

"As soon as I entered it, fearful of myself, fearful that my resolution would be shaken if I allowed myself a moment's thought, I put into my bosom a dagger, the gift of my late departed benefactor, and stealing out, bid, as I then thought, a last adieu to my hitherto happy home. I flew rather than walked, and about sun-set found myself in the gloomiest part of the forest of Montmorenci, and within view of the castle. Exhausted by fatigue and agitation, I threw myself upon the ground: it was a fine sum-


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 mer evening, and the beauty and serenity of nature formed a melancholy contrast to the horror and agony of my mind; the hour recalled a thousand tender images to my memory, a thousand happy scenes in which I had been engaged with the beloved protectors of my youth.

"Oh! joys departed! (I exclaimed) how bitter is your recollection!—but, for the last time, it now wrings my heart; to-morrow I shall be insensible of pain or pleasure.—Oh! sun, (I cried, raising my eyes to that resplendent orb, which in majestic glory was retiring from the world) never more will thy bright beams give me joy or vigour; ere they again visit the earth, I shall be cold and inanimate as the sod on which I now rest. Father of mercies! (I proceeded, raising myself on my knees) to thee I fly. I am forlorn, I am an outcast, where then but in thy bosom can I expect comfort or protection? Forgive me then, forgive me, for appearing in thy presence unsummoned; and, Oh! should the eye of a father behold


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 my remains, behold them with compunction, let, I implore thee, that compunction extenuate his errors, nor suffer the blood I shed to rest upon his head."

"I attempted to raise the dagger to my heart, but felt at the instant my arm seized. Astonished, I looked round, and beheld him who was unjustly titled St. Julian.

"I rose, and tried but in vain, to disengage myself from him—rage took immediate possession of my soul.

"Release me (cried I) directly, lest passion should endue me with double strength, and tempt me to raise that hand against your breast which now I only wish to turn against my own."

'Your threats are in vain, (said he); I will not release you till you assure me you have dropped your present dreadful intentions—till you assure me that you will have mercy upon your own soul.—Oh! kneel and deprecate the vengeance of heaven, for having thought of disobeying its most sacred injunctions, for having doubted its promises of


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 protection, and despairingly determined on destroying what, as it gave, so only it should take.'

"The acknowledged heir of Montmorenci, the son of tenderness and prosperity, (cried I) may preach against a crime which he beholds no prospect of ever being tempted to commit; but were our situations reversed, was he, like me, an outcast, an exile from the house that should have sheltered and protected him, he would, like me, perhaps gladly resign a being valueless to himself from being so to others."

'To more strength of mind, more firmness than other men, (said he) I do not pretend; but still I humbly trust that in the very depth of misery the sacred sentiments of religion I have imbibed would guard me against an act which would for ever close the doors of happiness against me. You shall not (he continued) throw me from you; I will save, I will serve you—we are brothers, suffer us to be friends. My heart conceived


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 ragement, without appearing too forward; for he was a trict Oberver of all Rules of Decorum. In this, however, he eaily ucceeded; for as the Captain was always on the Look-out, no Glance, Geture, or Word, ecaped him.

The Satisfaction which the Captain received from the kind Behaviour of Mis Bridget, was not a little abated by his Apprehenions of Mr. Allworthy; for, notwithtanding his diintereted Profeions, the Captain imagined he would, when he came to act, follow the Example of the ret of the World, and refue his Conent to a Match, o diadvantageous in point of Interet, to his Siter. From what Oracle he received this Opinion, I hall leave the Reader to determine; but, however he came by it, it trangely perplexed him how to regulate his Conduct o, as at once to convey his Affection to the Lady, and to conceal it from her Brother. He, at length, reolved to take all private Opportunities of making his Addrees; but in the Preence of Mr. Allworthy to be as reerved, and as much upon his Guard as was poible; and this Conduct was highly approved by the Brother.


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 a partiality for you the first moment I beheld you, and I should then have declared it, had I thought its disclosure would have been pleasing to you.'

"I will not, my love, (proceeded Clermont, after a short pause) dwell longer upon a scene which I perceive has already inspired you with horror; suffice it to say I was not able to resist his kindnesses, which, from being unexpected, had a double effect; his gentleness allayed the stormy passions of my soul, his arguments convinced me of the enormity of the crime I had been about committing, and I dropped the instrument of intended destruction to clasp his hand to a breast which heaved with strong emotion, forgetting in that moment that he was the usurper of my rights.

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 acknowledged me as his brother, he considered me as the illegitimate son of his father.

"From the hour our friendship commenced I determined never more to mention the painful subject of my mother's wrongs and mine. But ere I would accept his offers of assistance, I made him assure me that his own feelings alone prompted him to serve me, solemnly vowing within my mind never through any hands, or by any means, to receive any mark of kindness from my father, except acknowledged by him in the light I wished.

"St. Julian (for so I now called him, though my heart swelled as I did so), informed me that in a few days he was going to Italy, and asked me to accompany him thither. This I gladly consented to do, and, in the interim he said he would bring me to the house of a cottager, where I might be secretly lodged: 'And ere we return to France, (continued he) we may think of some plan for your future establishment in life.'


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 "Ere I commenced my journey, I wrote to Elvira, acquainting her of the friend I had gained, and imploring her forgiveness for quitting her house in the abrupt manner I had done, carefully concealing, however, the motive which had prompted me to do so.

"St. Julian informed me, that his present excursion was merely for pleasure, as he had already made the tour of Europe.

"I shall pass over the admiration, the enthusiastic delight, which pervaded my mind as I ascended the Alps, and viewed nature in some of her most sublime forms.

"On the evening of the first day's journey St. Julian told me he meant to pass the night at the habitation of a very particular friend of his.

'Some months ago, (said he) as I was returning from Italy to France, I was severely hurt near his house by the overturning of my carriage, and from him, to whom I was then a total stranger, received every attention which politeness or humanity could dictate. I should therefore deem myself highly


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 ungrateful if I could think of passing his door without paying him my respects.

'He is a foreigner, far advanced in life; a man of distinction, but unfortunate. Of the troubles which some years back agitated England, and its sister kingdom, I dare say you have heard. Lord Dunlere (so my friend is stiled) was one of the most faithful and zealous supporters of James the Second, and in consequence of his attachment to that unhappy Prince, became an exile from his native country, Ireland, and lost a considerable property in it:—with all he could preserve, a small pittance, he retired to the obscurity of these mountains, where, with two daughters, and a few affectionate followers, he lives a life of peaceful retirement, looking back on the world he has left without regret, and forward to the one to come with every hope of felicity.

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 stories we have heard of the patriarchs; his simplicity, his hospitality, exactly accords with the account we have received of them.

'Of his daughters I must not speak, because I could not do them justice. I must, however, timely caution you against the charms of the elder, who is engaged to a gentleman, to whom she is prevented by particular circumstances from being immediately united; but the heart as well as the hand of the younger are at liberty I understand, and to wish them my brother's would be to wish him the greatest blessing man could possess.'

"Soon after this conversation we stopped at Lord Dunlere's. St. Julian went in first to prepare him for my reception, and in a few minutes returned with his venerable friend, whose looks were calculated to excite an immediate prepossession in his favour.

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 deed that my brother was right in not attempting to describe charms which no description could have done justice to. My eyes wandered for some time from one to the other, scarcely knowing which to give the preference of beauty to, but at last settled on the lovely face of Geraldine, the younger.

"Instead of staying but one night, we remained a week under the roof of Lord Dunlere—a week of such happiness as I had never before experienced—a week in which new feelings, new sentiments took possession of my soul, and taught me that I had hitherto been a stranger to the greatest pleasure, the greatest pain man can feel. I wished, I determined, however, if possible, to conceal my feelings—I regarded my passion as hopeless, and pride actuated me to hide it; but in vain I strove to do so; my melancholy, my total abstraction, amidst the new and lovely scenes through which I travelled, and the conversations into which I insensibly entered, betrayed me to St. Julian.


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March, 1885. the trimmers or cutters, thus filling our streets with prostitutes. It sickens me to think of it, when we have men paid to teach morality at £15,000 a year, and this is the result. But let us return to the sweater. I say he makes 100 coats, 100 vests and 100 trousers.

Thus leaving £2 4s. 4d. to this man for doing no work. I think that Professor Leone Levi reckoned a lot like this man in when he made his figures read that the working classes got on the average 32s. per week. Ah well, I believe there are a great many Levis and Giffens, and it is the leeches like the sweater I have mentioned that pay them their wages. They must write to suit their masters.

One thing in conclusion. We have lately had a great cry about small-pox. I know a man who makes coats, and a little while ago his girl had the small-pox while he had a lot of work at home. The prices he is paid for those coats are simply a disgrace to the master. He cannot keep himself and family clean, for he can barely earn sufficient to get food, and this is how the house is furnished. A table opposite the window, which serves for the double purpose of eating on and working on; a bed in the corner; a couple of chairs and a box; a sewing machine. I think he must be turning thrifty, for does without fender and fire-irons, pictures or flower-pots. But I said a bed in the corner. It is with this bed that I am particularly to deal. There is no bed-clothing, therefore you may image a girl in bed with the small-pox. Is it natural for her father to have a few nice warm overcoats in the house to make without throwing some over his child? Why I went in and found that the work that had to go to the shop the next morning was over the girl. I spoke to him about it, and he begged of me not to tell his master, or there was nothing left for him but the workhouse. It is true we plough and sow, yet so hungry; make clothes, yet go naked; build palaces and mansions, yet live in dens and hovels. But I believe that there is a bright speck on the horizon that indicates that a change is near. Let us hope the Commonweal will hasten the time when we shall say together, “Freedom's day is dawning.”

''“Is the present system or manner whereby the products of industry are distributed between the various persons and classes of the community satisfactory? Or, if not, are there any means by which that system could be improved?”''

in Edinburgh wanted to know this so badly that he actually gave a thousand pounds to have it argued out. Seven other gentlemen: Thomas Burt, M.P., J. Burnett, Professor Foxwell (of Cambridge), Frederick Harrison, the Earl of Dalhousie, K.T., Sir Thomas Brassey, K.C.B., M.P., and Mr. Giffen, were accordingly appointed Trustees. The Statistical Society, invited to name half-a-dozen others to form a Committee, nominated Sir Rawson Rawson, K.C.M.G., C.B., Professor Leone Levi, F. G. P. Nelsou, Stephen Bourne, David Dale (of Darlington), and the Rev. W. Cunningham (of Cambridge). These thirteen co-opted R. D. Roberts, A. II. D. Ackland B. Jones, W. II. Hey, and W. Crawford (of Durham), to serve on the committee with them. The Rev. W. Cunningham was appointed secretary; and Prince's Hall, Piccadilly, was engaged for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday in the last week in January, in order to submit the questions to a Conference, at which Sir Charles Dilke undertook to preside. Now in order to have a Conference it is necessary to have persons to confer with. In this instance representative capitalists, workmen, economists, statisticians, and others specially interested in the question, 125 in all, were invited in certain proportions: 24 per cent. being Capitalists, 40 per cent. Trades' Unionists, 8 per cent. Friendly Society men, 12 per cent. Co-operators, and 16 per cent. a miscellaneous assortment of economists, socialists, individualists, philanthropists, over-populationists and and so forth. None of the 125 were personally invited. They were selected and sent up as delegates by the clubs, chambers of commerce, unions or societies to which the Committee had applied; and hence they had what the English people call a representative character: that is, they had the power of saying exactly what they pleased for three days in the name of the people who voted for them, just as a member of Parliament has for seven years. It will be seen that the proportion between the representation of capital and labour was, on the whole, favorable to the latter; and the advantage so allowed to the workers was not in any way decreased by the selection of papers or speakers. The arrangements of the Conference seemed perfectly fair throughout, and Sir Charles Dilke's treatment of the speakers was much more considerate than their treatment of him.

On the first day, Wednesday, January 28, the question before the Conference was: ''“Has the increase of the products of industry within the last hundred years tended most to the benefit of capitalists and employers, or to that of the working classes, whether artisans, laborers, or others? and in what relative proportions in any given period?”''—Here was an opportunity for the statisticians. They rushed at it; and figures and percentages raged form ten o'clock until sunset. Mr. Giffen had his familiar say upon the subject; and Sir Thomas Brassey consoled the workers by pointing out that profits were constantly falling—“tending to a minimum.” His paper, however, was not merely a dry economic contribution to the figures of the labour question. Towards the close it soared into eloquence. “The excesses of self-indulgence,” said Sir Thomas, “have been held up to universal obloquy by the Poet-laureate in the opening lines of the Palace of Art. To the truly wise man, a life of ease presents no allurements. He knows how hard it is to avoid giving provocation to envy and hatred. He is humbled and saddened by the perpetual consciousness of the misery around him. Taste and the sense of duty alike point to simplicity of life. Wealth, if valued at all, will be valued only as a power which it is his duty to use as a steward for the public good.” It is impossible to describe the zest with which the reputation of the famous Brassey yacht and the envied Brassey diamonds gave to the applause with which this peroration was received by the assembly.

Mr. Loyd Hones followed with a paper which set forth clearly and forcibly the history and evolution of British industry much as Marx has described them. In the debate which followed, the capitalists and their retainers contended that statistics prove that the workman is better off than he has ever been, and that his position is steadily improving. The workers, on the other hand, contended that their personal experience proves that wages, as measured by purchasing power, have fallen. The capitalists objected that the personal experience of one or two workmen proves nothing. The workmen retorted that facts are better than figures; and that workmen agree better on their facts than statisticians on their figures. Mulhall, Leone Levi, Giffen, Baxter, Mechi, and Bagehot were cited, questioned, overthrown and set up again, cheered and laughed at in turn: the general impression left by it all being that half the figures were guess-work and the rest beside the point; that the workers taken as a whole, skilled and unskilled together, have gained ground on the proprietors; and that the proprietors feel ill-used in consequence. There was the usual dispute as to the position of the agricultural labourer, some describing him as a starved helot with ten shillings a week, and others angrily insisting that he is an overfed and pampered prodigal with fourteen. An effective speech by Mr. Ball, of the Agricultural Labourer's Union, threw much light on the fourteen-shilling calculation. Mr. Saunders, of the English Land Restoration League, also contributed useful to the discussion of the question. Mr. Glode Stapelton, from the Fabian Society, ventured on the then ice by raising the question of the morality of interest. The honors of the day, however, were borne off by Miss Edith Simcox, whose paper made such an impression that the demand for copies outran the supply before she had finished reading it.

On the second day the question proposed was: “Do any remediable causes influence prejudicially, (a) the continuity of industrial employment, (b) the rates of wages, (c) the well-being of the working classes?” Professor Marshall, of Cambridge, one of the authors of “The Economics of Industry,” which may be taken as a standard text-book of political economy, came forward with a paper which was one of the disappointments of the Conference. Professor Marshall thinks that we are much better off than we were, and admits that we might be much better of than we are; but considers that we are too apt to undervalue the former circumstance and to overrate the other. He deplored the vagaries of fashion, thought we might easily restrain them (this was, on the whole, the wildest view advanced at the Conference), and lamented the effect of annuitants of variations in the purchasing power of money. The delegates, who seemed in a vigorous revolutionary mood, evidently thought the Cambridge professor's attitude timid and his proposals paltry, and did not pause to consider whether he had not done a little service by studiously selecting for utterance points that, however insignificant, were not likely to be touched by anyone else. The discussion subsequently ran on co-operation, fair-trade, and profit-sharing, a plausible trick which was advocated by Mr. Sedley Taylor in one of the papers, and exposed by Professor Beesley in a speech admirable for its clearness and freedom from any attempt at oratorical display. Mr. Bradlaugh, as delegate of the Land Law Reform League, spoke early in the day on the impossibility of workmen ascertaining the truth as to the profits of their employers, with reference to which boards of arbitration are supposed to regulate wages. He advocated the establishment of a bureau of statistics on the model of that at Massachusetts. Mr. Ann Ellis, of the Huddersfield and District Woollen Weavers, made a very clever speech, in the course of which she deftly whipped up the skirt of her jacket and placed it close under the eyes of the astonished President as a sample of shoddy which was retailed at nearly four times the price she received for making it. A prolonged roar of applause rewarded this capitally planned and executed appeal to the common sense of the audience against the statisticians. Mr. Burnett, speaking to Mr. Lowthian Bell's paper, made the most convincing speech of the day, except perhaps Professor Beesley's.

On Friday, the last day, the Conference discussed “Whether the more general distribution of Capital or Land, or the State management of Capital and Land, would promote or repair the production of wealth and the welfare of the Community?” This was the field-day of Socialists and Land Nationalisers. Mr. Alfred Russell Wallace brought forward a scheme of compulsory allotment as a stepping-stone to his well-known Nationalisation scheme, which was advocated in a paper by Professor Newman. Mr. Balfour, M.P., in arguing against the proposals of Mr. Henry George (whose influence on the delegates was evidently strong) showed that he knew his own side of the question, which is more than can be said for many of Mr. George's opponents. Mr. J. Wilson, of the Miners' National Union, spoke with much natural eloquence on the injustice of the royalties levied by landlords from hard-working miners; but Mr. Wordsworth Donnisthorpe, as a mine-owner, assured him that the royalties, if abolished, would be saved to the capitalist and not to the miner. Lord Bramwell's paper, which without cant or compromise insisted on downright individualism, was read by Mr. Donnisthorpe, who represented the Liberty and Property Defence League, and who certainly showed himself second to no Socialist either in comprehension of the social problems under discussion or moral courage in dealing with them. Frederic Harrison, in a long paper, weak on the economic side, proposed to moralise the capitalist, as the phrase goes; or rather to wait and hope that the capitalist will grow out of his bad habits. Dr. G. B. Clark, delegated by the Highland Land Law Association, assailed Professor Nicholson with fierce and contemptuous invective for his paper on the land question. Dr. Clark wrought the delegates to the highest pitch of excitement attained during the Conference; and the subsequent speeches fell comparatively flat, with the exception of a stirring address by John Burns, of the Social Democratic Federation, and a speech on the ethics of the question from the Rev. Stewart Headian that agreeably and completely disappointed those strangers who, seeing a clergyman rise to speak, naturally expected something essentially unchristian from him. Shortly after he left the platform the Conference broke up with the usual votes of thanks and mutual admiration drill.

members of the Socialist League are International Revolutionary Socialists. Hence, while admitting that different methods of propaganda may be necessary in different countries, under different conditions, they profess the same uncompromising principles, have at heart the same ends and aims as the Revolutionary Socialists of all other countries.

The following letters from our fellow-workers abroad will, I am sure, be read by us in England with the deepest interest, the heartiest sympathy. The knowledge that the Socialists of other lands look to us for help in the great struggle should be an incentive—if incentive is needed in such a cause as ours—to work more earnestly, more zealously than ever.

I feel I need offer no apology for putting these letters in the place of my usual notes.

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 He oon found Means to make his Addrees, in expres Terms, to his Mitres, from whom he receiv’d an Anwer in the proper Form; viz. The Anwer which was firt made ome thouands of Years ago, and which hath been handed down by Tradition from Mother to Daughter ever ince. If I was to tranlate this into Latin, I hould render it by thee two Words, Nolo Epicopari; a Phrae likewie of immemorial Ue on another Occaion.

The Captain, however he came by his Knowledge, perfectly well undertood the Lady; and very oon after repeated his Application with more Warmth and Earnetnes than before, and was again, according to due Form, rejected; but as he had encreaed in the Eagernes of his Deires, o the Lady, with the ame Propriety, decreaed in the Violence of her Refual.

Not to tire the Reader, by leading him through every Scene of this Courthip, (which, tho’ in the Opinion of a certain great Author, it is the pleaantet Scene of Life to the Actor, is perhaps as dull and tireome as any whatever to the Audience) the Captain made his Advances in Form, the