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 * [A New Letter to the Workers of]
 * EuropeandAmerica
 * By NICHOLAS            LENIN
 * Price,       5 Cents
 * THE     SOCIALIST      PUBLICATION             SOCIETY
 * 243  55th   STREET                               BROOKLYN,     N. Y.
 * �� A New Letter                 to the Workers                  of
 * Europe         and America
 * COMRADES      :-
 * At the end of my letter of the 20th of August,            1918.
 * addressed to the American workers,       I wrote that we shall find
 * ourselves in a beleaguered fortress as long as the rest of the
 * srmies of the international   socialist revolution do not come to
 * our aid. I added that the workers         will have to break with
 * Gompers   and Renner.      Slowly     but surely the workers    are
 * approaching Communistic    or Bolshevistic    tactics. -
 * Less than five months have passed since I wrote these words.
 * It can be said that during this time the world revolution of the
 * proletariat has matured with tremendous rapidity, and the work-
 * ers in various countries have gone over to Communism        and
 * Bolshevism.
 * At the time of my writing the above mentioned letter, on the
 * 20th of August, 1918, our Bolshevik     party was the only one
 * which determinedly fought the old Second International,   which
 * lasted from 1889 to 1914, and which was shamefully bankrupted
 * during the imperialistic war of 1914-18. Our party was the only
 * one which unqualifiedly  took .the new road, which leads away
 * 3
 * � from Socialism and Social Democracy,       contaminated       by an
 * alliance with the brigand bourgeoisie, and toward Communism-
 * the road which leads away from petty-bourgeois       reformism   and
 * opportunism,   which had completely permeated and still per-
 * meates the official Social Democracy   and Socialist parties, and
 * toward real proletarian and revolutionary   tactics.Now, on the 12th of January, 1919, we find a great number
 * of Communist      proletarian parties, not only within the confines
 * of the former empire of the Czar, as in Lettonia, Finland,
 * Poland, but also in Western            Europe-in      Austria,      Hungary,
 * Holland, and finally in Germany.          When the German Spartacus
 * League-lead      by its world renowned and celebrated leaders, by
 * such real supporters of the cause of the laboring class as Lieb-
 * knecht, Rosa Luxemburg,          Clara Zetkin and Franz Mehring-
 * finally broke off its cooperation         with the Socialist traitors         of
 * the Scheidemann and Suedekum stamp, these social chauvin-
 * ists (Socialists    in words but chauvinists         in action), who for-
 * ever contaminated        themselves     by their alliance with the im-
 * perialistic  brigand bourgeoisie       of Germany and with Wilhelm
 * II.; when the Spartacus          League took the name of the Com-
 * munist Party of Germany,            then the foundation         was l?id for
 * the real proletarian,        the real international,     the real revolu-
 * tionary    Third International.        The Communist           International
 * became a reality.         Its formation      has not yet been formally
 * established,    yet, in fact, the Third International              is already
 * acting.
 * Now,     no conscious    workingman,          and no sincere     Socialist,
 * can fail to see what        shameful    treason     against   Socialism     was
 * perpetrated     by those    who,    in line with      the Mensheviks        and
 * 4
 * �“Social Revolutionists”            of Russia,        with the Scheidemanns
 * and Suedekumsocial Revolutionists”            of Russia,        with the Scheidemanns
 * and Suedekums          of Germany,         with the Renaudels          of France
 * and Vanderveldes           in Belgium,         with      the Hendersons        and
 * Webbs     in England         and with Gompers              & Co. in America,
 * supported     “their”     bourgeoisie       in the war of 1914-18. This
 * war has completely           revealed itself as an imperialistic               and
 * reactionary     war of brigandage            on the part of Germany,             as
 * well as on the part of the English, French, Italian and Amer-
 * ican capitalists.       They now begin to quarrel between                   them-
 * selves about the division of the captured                    spoils, about the
 * division of Turkey,          Russia,     of the African         and Polynesian
 * colonies, of the Balkans,            etc.       The hypocricy        of phrases
 * about democracy           and the “League              of Nations”       is being
 * rapidly exposed when we see that the left bank of the Rhine
 * is being taken by the French bourgeoisie,                   when we see that
 * Turkey and parts of Russia (Siberia, Archangel,                     Baku, Kras-
 * novodsk,     Aschabad,        etc.) are being captured              by French,
 * British    and American           capitalists,      when we see that the
 * division of the spoils of brigandage                makes for increased hos-
 * tility between       Italy and France, between               France and Eng-
 * land, between        England and America, between                  America     and
 * Japan.
 * Side by side with these cowardly       penny-wise    mongers
 * who are stuffed with the prejudices     of bourgeois   democracy,
 * side by side with these “Socialists,”   who yesterday    defended
 * “their”  imperialistic  governments,    and who today confine
 * themselves   to platonic “protests”  against “military   interven-
 * tion in Russia”-side    by side with them we see in the Allied
 * countries an increase in the number of those who have chosen
 * 5
 * �   the Communist          road, or the road of MacLean, Debs, Loriot,
 * Lazzari,    Serrati-the       number of those who understand       that
 * only the overthrow         of the bourgeoisie and the annihilation    of
 * the bourgeois        parliament,   only Soviet rule and proletarian
 * dictatorship    can put an end to imperialism       and safeguard the            ’
 * victory   of Socialism, safeguard       a permanent   peace.
 * Then, on the 20th of August,         1918, the social revolution
 * was still confined within the borders of Russia, and the power
 * of the Soviets, i. e., the whole state power, in the hands of
 * the Council of the representatives        of the workers,      soldiers and
 * peasants, seemed to be (and in fact was) a purely Russian
 * institution.   Now, on the 12th of January,                1919, we may
 * notice the powerful     Soviet movement, not only in parts of the
 * former Czar’s empire, as Lettonia,           Poland and Ukraine,           but
 * also in Western      European     countries;      in neutrals:      Switzer-
 * land, Holland,    Norway;      (of those that have suffered              from
 * war), Austria,   Germany.       The German revolution,             which is
 * particularly  important    and characteristic,      as it takes place in
 * one of the most developed capitalistic          countries,   at once took
 * the Soviet form. The whole trend of the evolution of the Ger-
 * man revolution,    and, especially,      the struggle      of the Sparta-
 * tides, the sincere and only representatives            of the proletariat
 * against the alliance of the Scheidemannist              and Suedekumist
 * elements, with the bourgeoisie;           all this clearly shows the
 * historic aspect of the conditions       in Germany.
 * /      It is a question of either Soviet power or bourgeois par-
 * liament, under whatever   name (as a national or constitutional
 * convention)  it may appear.
 * 6
 * �  This   is the    world-historic        formulation    of the question.
 * Now it can be said, and it must be said, without                 any exag-
 * geration:   the “Soviet    power”      is the second world-historic
 * step, or stage, in the development        of proletarian      dictatorship.
 * The first step was the Paris Commune.              Marx’s genial analy-
 * sis of the meaning and importance            of this Commune in his
 * book entitled “The Civil War in France,”                shows      that the
 * Commune gave birth to a new type of state, the proletarian
 * state.   Exery state at this time, even the most democratic
 * republic, is nothing but an apparatus of one class for the .pur-
 * pose of suppressing     the other classes. The proletarian              state
 * is the apparatus     whereby      the proletariat         suppresses       the
 * bourgeoisie.   Such suppression      is unavoidable        because of the
 * savage,   desperate   and unscrupulous           opposition       which      is
 * evinced by the land owners and capitalists,             the whole bour-
 * geoisie and all its supporters,    all exploiters,    when their down-
 * fall begins, when the exploiting        of the exploiters      begins.
 * As long as the property      of the capitalists    and their power
 * is being protected       the bourgeois     parliament,    even the most
 * democratic   parliament     in the most democratic        republic, is an
 * apparatus  for the suppression         of millions of toilers through
 * small groups of exploiters.         Socialists    who are fighting for
 * the deliverance    of the toilers from exploitation         must use the
 * bourgeois  parliaments      as a tribunal,     as one of their bases of
 * propaganda,      agitation    and organization,         as long as our
 * struggle confines itself within the boundaries of the bourgeois
 * social order.     Now, when world history            has placed on the
 * order of the day the question of the destruction            of this whole
 * system, the question of the crushing            and suppression     of the
 * 7
 * �   exploiters   and theexploiters   and the transition     from capitalism        to Socialism-
 * to confine ourself    now to bourgeois             parliamentarism,       to
 * bourgeois democracy,    to. picture it as “democracy”           in general,
 * to cloak its bourgeois      character,       to forget that universal
 * suffrage, as long as capitalist      property    is being protected,       is
 * merely acting for the bourgeois          state-means       shamefully     to
 * betray the proletarian,    to go over to its class enemies, the s
 * bourgeoisie,  to become a traitor and a renegade.
 * These two currents within world Socialism, of which the
 * Bolshevik press was already tirelessly speaking  as early as
 * 1915, appears before us with particular  clarity when illus-
 * trated  by the bloody       struggle    and civil war        in Germany.
 * Karl Liebknecht-his         name is known            by workers      in al!
 * countries, everywhere,      but especially in the Allied countries,
 * for it stands as a symbol for the fidelity of a leader to the
 * interest of the proletariat,        and for fidelity to the socialistic
 * revolution ; this name is a symbol for the real convinced, de-
 * voted, self-sacrificing,     pitiless      struggle     against   capitalism ;
 * this name is a symbol for the ruthless                war against imperial-
 * ism-not   in words but in action, a struggle ready for sacri-
 * fice, even when one’s own country               is in the grip of the hys-
 * teria of imperialistic     victories,         Together     with Liebknecht
 * and the Spartacides     stands everything           that has remained pure
 * and really revolutionary          among the German Socialists,               all
 * that is the most conscious            within     the proletariat,      the ex-
 * ploited, in whose heart the spirit of rebellion is rising                   and
 * giving birth to revolution.
 * Against    Liebknecht       stand       the satellites    of Scheidemann
 * 8
 * �and Suedekum and the whole          gang of despicable servants      of
 * the Kaiser and bourgeoisie.        Theyand Suedekum and the whole           gang of despicable servants      of
 * the Kaiser and bourgeoisie.        They are traitors    to Socialism,
 * such as Samuel Gompers,           Webb,       Renaudel    and Van-
 * dervelde. Here we have that          upper stratum   of the working
 * class which has been bought         by the bourgeoisie,    and which
 * we, the Bolsheviks,      addressing   ourselves    to the Russian
 * Suedekums,  the Mensheviks,      used to call “the agents of the
 * bourgeoisie within the labor movement,”       and which in Amer-
 * ica is more appropriately   designated by an expression        that is
 * magnificent in its expressiveness     and striking    truthfulness,
 * “labor lieutenants    of the capitalist    class.”   The newest and
 * most modern form of Socialist treason has found expression
 * in this feature:   In all the civilized countries the bourgeoisie,
 * either by colonial exploitation,     or by pressing financial profits
 * from formally    independent    weaker nations, is plundering         a
 * population    many times as numerous            as the population    in
 * their own country.       Here we have the economic possibility
 * of the “super-profit”    for the imperialistic     bourgeoisie.   And
 * the fact that      this bourgeoisie,  to some extent, can use this
 * “super-profit”      in order to bribe that renowned  upper stratum
 * of the proletariat      and change it into a reformistic,        oppor-
 * tunistic,  revolution-scared     petty-bourgeoisie.      Between    the
 * Spartacides     and the Scheidemanns             are fluctuating     the
 * Kautskians,  the soulmates of Kautsky-in     name independent,
 * in action the most dependent in everything        and in all con-
 * nections   dependent    today   upon the bourgeoisie     and the
 * Scheidemanns    and tomorrow    on the Spartacides.    Sometimes
 * following  the first mentioned,    sometimes    the other ones.
 * People   without      ideas, without   character,   without      politics,
 * without   honor     . . . . a living embodiment     of Philistine      con-
 * 9
 * �   fusion.  In words they recognize the social revolution,   but in
 * fact they cannot grasp it when it begins, instead of which, in
 * their renegade manner, they advocate “democracy”       in gene-               ’
 * ral, whereas, as a matter       of fact, they are advocates      of bour-
 * geois democracy.
 * cIn all capitalistic   countries,    any thinking   worker    can rec-
 * ognize in this treasonable           position,  which is analogous       to
 * conditions   of national and historical        nature, just these three
 * fundamental     tendencies,     both among Socialists          and Syndi-
 * calists;  for the imperialistic        war and the beginning        of the
 * world revolution        of the proletariat,     has revealed with the
 * utmost clearness these ideological-political          tendencies.
 * The above lines were        written   before   the base and bestial
 * murder   of Karl Liebknecht    and Rosa Luxemburg   was accom-
 * plished  by the Ebert-Scheidemann     government. These beadles
 * and lackeys of the bourgeoisie   entrusted   the German White
 * Guards, who -were defending the sacred possessions          of capi-
 * tal, with the task of lynching Rosa Luxemburg         and shooting
 * Karl Liebknecht   in the back, under the manifestly         fraudu-
 * lent pretext that he had sought to “escape.”       (Russian    Czar-
 * ism, which choked the revolution   of 1905 in blood, frequently
 * found it a useful pretext,    in shooting   down offenders,         to
 * accuse them of having attempted      to “escape”.)       Simultane-
 * ously these beadles vested the White       Guards with author-
 * ity, as if they had been guilty of nothing, since their govern-
 * ment, of course, stood above all Parties.       One cannot find
 * 10
 * �words to express all the vile, contemptible             devices resorted to
 * by these creatures         who pretend to be Socialists.             Evidently
 * history    has chosen a course which is to compel the “labor.
 * lieutenants    of the capitalist class” to “run the whole gamut”
 * of low-down,       bestial, vile actions.        The stupid Kautskyans,
 * in their paper “Die Freiheit,”            may talk about a “judgment
 * seat” to consist of representatives             of “all the Socialist Par-
 * ties”   for they continue          to call the Scheidemanns,              those
 * beadles, and serf-like        lackeys “Socialists.”       These heroes of
 * Philistine    obtusenessserf-like         lackeys “Socialists.”       These heroes of
 * Philistine    obtuseness      and party bourgeois          timidity     do not
 * even understand        that “a court” is an organ of state power;
 * but the struggle and the civil war in Germany are precisely
 * concerned     with the question of who is to hold this power,
 * either the bourgeoisie         whom the Scheidemanns             will “serve”
 * as beadles and instigators         of pogroms, or the Kautskyans,             the
 * jurists   of “pure democracy,”           or the proletariat,       which wilt
 * overthrow      the exploiting       capitalists    and break down their
 * opposition.
 * The best men of the proletarian       world international,          the
 * unforgettable  leaders of the proletarian      Socialistic revolution,
 * have fallen, but their blood admonishes          new and ever new
 * masses of workers     to desperate struggle,     if not for life then
 * for death. This struggle will lead to victory.          ‘In the summer
 * of 1917, we in Russia passed through the “July days,” in which
 * the Russian   Scheidemanns,      Mensheviks,     and Social-Revolu..
 * tionists also were cloaking the victories of the White Guards
 * over the Bolsheviks,    by calling them victories           of the “state
 * power,” when the Cossacks in the cities of Petrograd              lynched
 * the worker   Veinoff for circulating      Bolshevik       proclamations.
 * 11
 * �    We know from experience,      how quickly    such “victories”   of
 * the bourgeoisie and their slaves cured the masses of their
 * .   illusions as to bourgeois   democracy,    as to “universal    suf-
 * frage,” and other such things.
 * Within the bourgeois governing          classes of the Entente we
 * can now observe a certain hesitation.              One section of these
 * circles   now observe a certain hesitation.               One section of these
 * circles   recognizes     that the process        of dissolution       of the
 * Entente troops in Russia, where they are aiding the White
 * Guards by advancing          the blackest      monarchism       and feudal
 * landlordism,     has already begun, that a continued                 military
 * intervention     and an attempt       to influence Russia by force
 * would require an army of occupation               a million strong for a
 * long period, the surest way of swiftly          transplanting    the prole-
 * tarian revolution     to the Entente countries.           The example of
 * * the German army of occupation               in Ukraine       is sufficiently
 * convincing.       Another     section    of the bourgeoisie           in the
 * Entente countries      clings as firmly as ever to the idea of mili-
 * tary intervention       in Russia,     together     with    an “economic
 * siege” (Clemenceau)         and of crushing     the Soviet Republic.
 * The entire press that serves this bourgeoisie,              that is, the
 * greater part of the daily papers in England and France which
 * have been purchased        by the capitalists,    predicts an immedi-
 * ately impending      collapse of the Soviet power,           depicts the
 * horrors   of hunger .in Russia,      and spreads lies about “dis-
 * orders”   and the instability    of the Soviet government.           The
 * -White    Guards, the troops       of the capitalists,     aided by the
 * Entente    with officers     and war s,upplies, with         money and
 * auxiliary  troops, these officers cut off Russia’s hungry center
 * and north from the grain districts           of Siberia and the Don
 * 12
 * �   Region. ’ Famine among the workers   in Petrograd  and Mos-
 * cow, in Ivanoff-Voznessensk, and other labor centers, is, as
 * a matter of fact, great. Never have the masses of the work-
 * ers suffered such depths of misery, such pangs of hunger, as
 * those which they are now condemned to by the military inter-
 * vention   of the Entente,   an intervention     which  is partly
 * masked behind a hypocritical   fassurance    that they will not
 * send “their own” troops, while they are continuing       to send
 * mercenaries   as well as war materials,     money and officers.
 * The masses could not bear such misery, if they did not under-
 * stand that they ,are defending the work of Socialism both in
 * Russia and the rest of the world.
 * The Entente and White Guard forces are holding Arch-
 * angel, Perm, Rostov      on the Don, Baku, Ashabad,        but the
 * “Soviet’movement”      has taken control of Riga and Kharkov.
 * Lettonia   and Ukraine    are becoming   Soviet republics.     The
 * workers   see that these tremendous     sacrifices are not being
 * made in vain, that the Soviet power is great and spreading,
 * .  growing  and establishing   itself all over the world.     Each
 * month of severe struggle  and tremendous   sacrifice strength-
 * ens the cause of the Soviet power all over the world         and
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 * Undeniably, the exploiters still have forces at their dis-
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 * the world revolution   of the proletariat,   to multiply the    suffer-
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 * world have not enough power to conquer the world               revolu-
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 * January  21st,   1919.                         N. LENIN.
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At the end of my letter of the 20th of August, 1918, addressed to the American workers, I wrote that we shall find ourselves in a beleaguered fortress as long as the rest of the armies of the international socialist revolution do not come to our aid. I added that the workers will have to break with Gompers and Renner. Slowly but surely the workers are approaching Communistic or Bolshevistic tactics.

Less than five months have passed since I wrote these words. It can be said that during this time the world revolution of the proletariat has matured with tremendous rapidity, and the workers in various countries have gone over to Communism and Bolshevism.

At the time of my writing the above mentioned letter, on the 20th of August, 1918, our Bolshevik party was the only one which determinedly fought the old Second International, which lasted from 1889 to 1914, and which was shamefully bankrupted during the imperialistic war of 1914-18. Our party was the only one which unqualifiedly took the new road, which leads away


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The plate, for the present month, may be pronounced the prettiest affair yet published: we intend to show, by progressive improvement, the height to which there embellishments may be carried.

Fig. I.—The Caraco—This fashionable walking dress is of green moire shot with a plum color, the front of the jape trimmed with several rows of narrow ribbon velvet, put on one side, and continued up the centre of the high and tight-Atting corsage, the jucket edged to match manche d’homms, the jockey and cul also edged with several rows of narrow ribbon velvet, tho sieeve being sufficiently short 10 show the under falled eloove of plain datists. Bonnet of dark velours épinglé, with 2 Russian plume on the left side.

Fig. II—Evening Dass of blue silk: the corsage Pointed and low on the shoulders. A euccession of pails encircles the skirt, giving this costume a novel and elegant appearance. ‘The hair is curled in front, and adorned with two roses on the 1ight temple.

Fig. III.—A Ball Dress of white tarlatane, having two jupes. Corsage like fig. 2. The upper skirt is prettily adorned wilh tufts of wild Bowers. Tt will be seen, from this and the procediog costurae, that low necked dresses and short sleeves will be the fashion for evening costume this winter,

Fig. IV.—Promenade Dress.—A dress of chocolate colored Pekin plaid silk. Searf manteau of rich black satin, made much shorter than the dress, and encircled round the bottom with a black fringe of moderate width; the scarf which forma the cape is edged over the shoulders and back with a double broad irilling ot flounce, edged as well ae the ends in front, with black fringe; the top of this scarf turns over round the throat and down the fronts, forming a kind of lappel; these fronts are crossed, rendering it very warm to the chest. “We need scarcely add that this is a very favorite style of cloak with our fashionables, particularly those who study comfort. Bonnet of white velvet, trimmed with a wreath of flower

Bonnets. —In Philadelphia, the gipsy bonnets, of which we gave a pattern in oar fashion plate for July, are still the fon: they are being made up by all the leading milliners in preference to those in any other uyle. The gipsy cottage,-with but half the pole behind that there is before, will be the most recherche Velvet is considered the most desirable material for bonnets, Plames will be in great request for ali fashionable capotes.

Opera Dress—A dress of rich white natin, the skirt trimmed with two immense broad flounces of white lace or Blonde, reaching high up the dress; low plain corsage, and short sleeves, both richly decorated with white lace. Sortie du bal of dark violet-colored velvet, with small square collar, and half-long drooping Persian sleeve, edged round #8 well as the collar und cloak, with a row of white swausdown, the border sound the lower part being considerably wider than the rest, the entire mantle lined with a rick white sill quilted, or white satin. A smell muff of the same description of fur, may be worn in cold weather, lined with pale pink satin, and finished on each side with two ends of white satin ribbon, of a moderate width.

Cap composed of a light style of lace, intermixed with pretty shaded pink roses without leaves, arranged in a kind of cluster at the side, the lace being perfectly flat upon the top of the head.

Evening Dresses.—Muslins are now in great favor for thin style of costume, the bodies of which are made low, and encircled with a petit hali-handkerchief of the same material, bradés petit pois, and edged with a narrow lace, put o quite plain; this chale or revere, descends upon the front of the corsage, and parts on each side of the ceinture, serving lo decorate the two fronts of the skirt; these pieces being rounded toward the lower part, whiah it also encircles, forms a kind of tonic, lnving a very light effect, the amsll short sleeves deing similerly decorated; the eexntwre, or snsh, is composed of a pink and while Bayadére ribbon, tied jm a pretty kind of nerud in the front, and falling in two long floating ends; the same style of ribbon serves to decorate the hair, forming two maude on each side of the head. Another very elegant atyle of evening co tume, are those made in the redingote form, of gros da Naples, figured in crossways pink stripes; the body plain, a petit chales, made very low.

Costume for Party. —A very superb and entirely novel costume for evening is composed of white tar- Jatan muslin, worn over aalip of white satin; the juupe ix made immensely full, and with two immense broad tucks, the top of the upper one reaching to a litle below the waist, on each side of tho front and epon the sucks, at equal distances, are placed two aplendid pink and white roses, sucrounded by its foliage, made in dark green velvet The corsage ie made low, round, and full, divided over the bust with thres rows of om= broidery inlet, the sleeves very short, and formed to match the upper part of the corsage, A splendid rich lace scarf, of an immense width and length, js thrown carelessly over the shoulders, and lined with very pale pink gaze. The back hair is fastened low at the back, surrounding the head ina thick plat, and forming ‘8 very large round; magnificent pale pink and white rose und ita foliage, pare? to those on the dress, are placed very low at the back on each side the head, the front hair arranged in three narrow plats, looped ap with « varrow gold comb,

Promenade Dress.—For promenade, a new fall style is as follows:—A dress of a rich shot taffetas pink and fawn color; the skirt made with (wo deep vandyked ounces, edged round with a narrow piak silk fringe, and simply headed with a petit-rouleau of the same material as the dress; these flounces are put on only a short distance from each other; low corsage a trois pieces, the centre of the waist forming a perfect point; the top of the bust decorated with a round double cape, made quite open in the front, and each edged with a narrow fringe; high chemisette, made slightly fall, and edged round with a narrow lace; half long plain sleeves; the under fulled one of white muslin forms kind of continuation to the upper sleeve, a row of lace falling over the hands. Bonnet of fancy straw, prettily but simply trimmed with a roll of twisted red and gold colored ribbon falling in a deep drapery on the right side, fringed at the ends; the interior decorated with loops of the same description of ribbon, and tied in the centre under the chin.

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 is it, that its use in such a connection is that referred to must be misleading to any reader not thoroughly acquainted with the subject. The "caterpillar stage" in an insect's life is that in which the entire body is almost filled with a capacious stomach; and the creature—endowed with a voracious appetite—eats, and eats with a greedy persistence, until its skin becomes too tight for the rapidly growing body, and at length splits, and is cast aside—like a schoolboy’s "old clo"—to be replaced by a more roomy investment! The caterpillar stage, moreover, is one in which no reproductive organs appear; so that, altogether, the simile is a most unfortunate one as descriptive of the silent and gentle changes which are everywhere observable in the vegetable world. Once more, the term "Animalcules," as quoted by Mr. Lowe from 's paper, and applied to these "spiral thread-like bodies" is equally inappropriate. I regret very much having to make the foregoing criticisms, and beg to assure the Editors, and the justly well-known author of the paper referred to, that my only object in doing so is to further the best interests of our new publication by requesting at the outset, from future contributors, a more careful selection of terms used in all scientific papers—, King’s Norton.

.—Mr. Lowe, in his paper upon "Abnormal Ferns," says that "very rarely a hybrid species may be produced" by the crossing of two species; but the examples he gives relate in each case to species of the same genus. In Phanerogamous plants hybrids between closely allied genera are known to exist, and we might expect that this would also be the case with Ferns. I have lately met with an instance in which the hybridisation seems to have taken place. About two years ago, my brother, Mr. T. B. Grove, of Eastbourne, sowed a mixture of spores of Blechnum corcovadense, and Lomaria gibba. Both of the plants from which the spores were taken were well grown, with stems about three feet high, Two fronds made their appearance from this sowing in advance of the rest, and were carefully transplanted. The other seedlings were normal, but these two, after throwing up at first fronds very similar to those of L. gibba, gradually changed their character. The pinnæ increased in breadth, the fronds became longer and more erect, and they have now produced fertile fronds intermediate between those of the two supposed parents, The differences may be thus enumerated; I am of course describing average plants. L. gibba has a spreading crown of numerous barren fronds, the pinum of which are under half an inch broad, with a few small blunt teeth. The fertile fronds, springing from the centre, are very much contracted, of a light green colour at first, covered on the under side almost completely by the sori. B. corcovadense has a much smaller number of barren fronds, which are nearly erect, and considerably longer, and have the pinnæ more than three-quarters of an inch broad, with & spinulose-serrate, or almost dentate edge. The fertile fronds are fewer and longer still, of a pinkish colour at first, quite uncontracted, the pinnæ being as broad as those of a barren frond, and the sori only occupying the central line. The supposed hybrid has a few external fronds small and spreading, with narrow pinnæ, very like those of L. gibba, but the succeeding fronds became longer and more erect, with pina over half an inch broad, and « serration which is intermediate between blunt and spinulose, The fertile fronds are more numerous than in B. corcovadense, not so long, and rather contracted, the pinnæ being scarcely over half the breadth of those of the barren fronds, and the sori occupying about half of the under surface. The colour of the young fronds also is intermediate between the pink of Blechnum and the lively green of Lomaria. I have before me three fronds of about the same age, from plants grown under similar circumstances.


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 out the day before his departure, amongst a number of old musty papers—Herrman cleaned it from the dust and gave it to his friend, saying to him,

"Take, brother, take here the continuation of my tale, and if thou thinkest the publication of it will amuse and benefit the world, thou art wellcome to publish it."

Then they parted, alas! for ever. Herrman's wish was accomplished; he had seen once more the faithful friend of his younger days, and soon after went over to that better world, where good men will meet again the friends of their bosom, never to part again. Hellfried too is awaiting the solemn morn of resurrection in his grave, and he, before he died, set down in writing, the foregoing narration:—Now let us see what the writings which his friend had given him contain.


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an immense number of propositions, and an equal number of repetitions, Dr. Hoadley's bustling drama was fixed upon. Vivian was to act Ranger, Augustus Etherege was to personate Clarinda, because he was a fair boy and always blushing; and the rest of the characters found able representatives. Every half-holiday was devoted to rehearsals, and nothing could exceed the amusement and thorough fun which all the preparations elicited. Every thing went well—Vivian wrote a most pathetic Prologue, and a most witty Epilogue. Etherege

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 got on capitally in the mask scene, and Poynings was quite perfect in Jack Meggot. There was, of course, some difficulty in keeping all things in order, but then Vivian Grey was such an excellent manager! and then, with infinite tact, the said manager conciliated the classiques, for he allowed St. Leger Smith to select a Greek motto,—from the Andromache, if I remember right,—for the front of the theatre; and Johnson secundus and Barlow primus were complimented by being allowed to act the chairmen.

But, alas! in the midst of all this sunshine, the seeds of discord and dissension were fast flourishing. Mr. Dallas himself was always so absorbed in some freshly imported German commentator, that it was a fixed principle with him, never to trouble himself with any thing that concerned his pupils, "out of school hours." The consequence was, that certain powers were necessarily delegated to a certain

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 chair, the bundle of bedding, the boxes of sand for ballast, all together anyhow; and for dunnage, parcels of the men's aguma and neat little packets of salt, done up in plantain leaves tied round with tie-tie; and an untidily made up bundle of yam, pieces whereof have got out of the plantain leaf and evaded the tie-tie, and are now wandering about, mixed up with most things. I think, at first, that Mr. Hudson's clean, tidy, deck-chair is underneath everything; I can just see a corner of it sticking out beneath a box of sand, like Mr. Pecksniff's feelings, or the Princes in the Tower, only it is anything but pillows that are smothering it. On making a spirited rescue of the chair, I find, however, that Dr. Nassau's bedding is the thing that really is in the bilge water. During these operations, I jump forward, on to what I imagine is a lot of the crew's clothes, and "Oh! that's my husband," cries the lady passenger, "you fit to hurt him proper"; he upsets me on to the cargo, and groans a good deal and talks about compensation; but I say "he had come at shipper's own risk," and I have "no liability," so he settles down again. When I have finished stowing cargo we set out to sea—Eveke at the helm. I find I am expected to sit surrounded by a rim of alligator pears and bananas, as though I were some kind of joint garnished for table, instead of a West Coast skipper. The Lafayette having neither cabin nor locker is extremely difficult to keep tidy. There is, unavoidably, an all the coals adrift on deck, half the rails below" look about her, do what one will. I stow the pears in under the end strut, where there is a hole with an ornamental woodwork flourish round it, but no door; so those charming fruit will persist in coming larking out again as soon as ever I have got them in. "Oh, it's a dog's life, is the sea, for a man," as my sailor friends say. Eveke meanwhile takes us out of Nassau Bay through Baña Bank and then goes to sleep and I take charge. My lady passenger is quite the lady passenger, frightened of the sea, and dissatisfied with the accommodation. I have stowed her with every care in the bottom of the boat, on the bedding athwart-ships, and she is grateful for the attention; but says "the vessel is not big enough," and goes on eating excruciatingly sour limes in a


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 announced, where he found Egremont not only with the countess and a young lady who was staying with her, but with additional bail against any ebullition of sentiment in the shape of the Vicar of Marney, and a certain Captain Grouse, who was a kind of aide-de-camp of the earl; killed birds and carved them; played billiards with him, and lost; had indeed every accomplishment that could please woman or ease man; could sing, dance, draw, make artificial flies, break horses, exercise a supervision over stewards and bailiffs, and make every body comfortable by taking everything on his own shoulders.

Lady Marney had received Egremont in a manner which expressed the extreme satisfaction she experienced at finding him once more beneath his brother's roof. When he arrived indeed, he would have preferred to have been shown at once to his rooms, but a message immediately delivered expressed the wish of his sister-in-law at once to see him. She received him alone and with great warmth. She was beautiful, and soft as May; a glowing yet

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 delicate face; rich brown hair, and large blue eyes; not yet a mother, but with something of the dignity of the matron blending with the lingering timidity of the girl.

Keremont was glad to join his sister-in-law again in the drawing-room before dinner. Te seated himself by her side; and in answer to her enquiries was giving her some narrative of his travels; the Vicar who was very low church, was shaking his head at Lady Marney's young friend, who was enlarging on the excellence of Mr. Paget's tales; while Captain Grouse, in a very stiff white neck-cloth, very tight pantaloons, to show his very celebrated legs, transparent stockings and polished shoes, was throwing himself into attitudes in the back ground, and with a zeal amounting almost to enthusiasm, teaching Lady Marney's spaniel to beg; when the door opened, and Lord Marney entered, but as if to make security doubly sure, not alone. He was accompanied by a neighbour and brother magistrate, Sir Vavasour Firebrace a baronet of the earliest batch, and a gentleman of great family and great estate.

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 ing over him with his cane, reading him as he sat at work a lecture upon the latus clavus, and pointing to the precise part of the waistband, where he was determined to have it sewed on.

Leave we my mother—(truest of all the Poco-curante's of her sex!)—careless about it, as about every thing else in the world which concerned her;—that is,—indifferent whether it was done this way or that,—provided it was but done at all.—

Leave we Slop likewise to the full profits of all my dishonours.

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 "Well Charles!"

"How are you George?"

And the brothers shook hands.

'Tis the English way; and if they had been inclined to fall into each other's arms, they would not probably have done more.

In a few minutes it was announced that dinner was served, and so, secured from a scene, having a fair appetite, and surrounded by dishes that could agreeably satisfy it, a kind of vague fraternal sentiment began to stir the breast of Lord Marney: he really was glad to see his brother again; remembered the days when they rode their poneys and played cricket; his voice softened, his eyes sparkled, and he at length exclaimed, "Do you know, old fellow, it makes me quite happy to see you here again. Suppose we take a glass of wine."

The softer heart and more susceptible spirit of Egremont were well calculated to respond to this ebullition of feeling, however slight; and truly it was for many reasons not without considerable emotion, that he found himself once more at Marney. He sate by the side of

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 his gentle sister-in-law, who seemed pleased by the unwonted cordiality of her husband, and anxious by many kind offices to second every indication of good feeling on his part. Captain Grouse was extremely assiduous: the vicar was of the deferential breed. agreed with Lady Marney on the importance of infant schools, but recalled his opinion when Lord Marney expressed his imperious hope that no infant schools would ever be found in his neighbourhood. Sir Vavasour was more than middle aged, comely, very gentlemanlike, but with an air occasionally of absence which hardly agreed with his frank and somewhat hearty idiosyneracy; his clear brow. florid complexion, and blue eye. But Lord Marney talked a good deal, though chiefly dogmatical or argumentative. It was rather difficult for him to find a sufficient stock of opposition, but he laid in wait and seized every opening with wonderful alacrity. Even Captain Grouse could not escape him; if driven to extremity Lord Marney would even question his principles on fly-making. Captain Grouse gave up, but not too soon; he was well

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 aware that his noble friend's passion for controversy was equal to his love of conquest. As for Lady Marney, it was evident that with no inconsiderable talents, and with an intelligence richly cultivated, the controversial genius of her husband had completely cowed her conversational charms. She never advanced a proposition that ke did not immediately bristle up, and she could only evade the encounter by a graceful submission. As for the vicar, a frequent guest, he would fain have taken refuge in silence, but the earl, especially when alone, would what he called "draw him out," and the game once unearthed, with so skilled a pack there was but little fear of a bad run. When all were reduced to silence, Lord Marney relinquishing controversy, assumed the positive. He eulogized the new poor law, which he declared would be the salvation of the country, provided it was "carried out" in the spirit in which it was developed in the Marney Union; but then he would add that there was no district except their union in which it was properly observed. He was tremendously fierce

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has been one of the less possible dreams of my life to be a painted Pagan God and live upon a ceiling. I crown myself becomingly in stars or tendrils or with electric coruscations (as the mood takes me), and wear an easy costume free from complications and appropriate to the climate of those agreeable spaces. The company about me on the clouds varies greatly with the mood of the vision, but always it is in some way, if not always a very obvious way, beautiful. One frequent presence is G. K. Chesterton, a joyous whirl of brushwork, appropriately garmented and crowned. When he is there, I remark, the whole ceiling is by a sort of radiation convivial. We drink limitless old October from handsome flagons, and we argue mightily about Pride (his weak point) and the nature of Deity. A hygienic, attentive, and essentially anæsthetic Eagle checks, in the absence of exercise, any undue enlargement of our Promethean livers Chesterton often—but never by any chance Belloc. Belloc I admire beyond measure, but there is a sort of partisan viciousness about Belloc that bars him from my celestial dreams. He never figures, no, not even in the remotest corner, on my ceiling. And yet the divine artist, by some strange skill that my ignorance of his technic saves me from the presumption of explaining, does indicate exactly where Belloc is. A little quiver of the paint, a faint aura, about the spectacular masses of Chester-


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 against allotments, and analysed the system with merciless sarcasm. Indeed he had no inconsiderable acquaintance with the doctrines of the economists, and was rather inclined to carry them into practice in every instance, except that of the landed proprietary, which he clearly proved "stood upon different grounds" to that of any other "interest." There was nothing he hated so much as a poacher, except a lease; though perhaps in the catalogue of his aversions, we ought to give the preference to his anti-ecclesiastical prejudice: this amounted even to acrmony. Though there was no man breathing who was possessed with such a strong repugnance to subscriptions of any kind, it delighted Lord Marney to see bis name among the contributors to all sectarian institutions. The vicar of Marney, who had been presented by himself, was his model of a priest: he left every body alone. Under the influence of Lady Marney, the worthy vicar had once warmed up into some ebullition of very low church zeal; there was some talk of an evening lecture, the schools were to be remodelled, certain tracts

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 The frond of L. gibba is eleven inches long, and four broad; of the hybrid thirteen inches long, and five broad; and of B corcovadense twenty-six inches long and seven broad. The spores of the hybrid are smaller and more irregular in shape than those of B corcovadense: some of them have been sown, and are now in the prothullus stage. A well known fern-grower, who has seen the plants, said that he obtained a very similar hybrid, about six years ago, between L. gibba and B. brasiliense, (a species allied to, if not identical with, B corcovadense,) which he exhibited at a meeting of the Royal Horticultural Society under the name of L. hybrida. He has since lost it, The correctness of his explanation was, of course, disputed at the time, but this independent production of what is nearly the same species seems to confirm it very strongly.—W. B. Grove, B.A.

.—It is expected that the meeting for 1879 will be held at Sheffield.

by Professor Huxley, assisted by Mr. T. J. Parker, is announced as in preparation, and will be published in parts, by Messrs. Macmillan and Co.

.— has been investigating the path of this remarkable object. In Symons' Meteorological Magazine for January, he writes:—‘I have made out its path very satisfactorily from a great many fairly accordant observations. It began as an ordinary shooting star, ninety (nautical) miles high, five miles north of Derby, became wonderfully brilliant fifty miles over Liverpool, and burst at the height of twenty-six miles, fifteen miles N.N.W. of Great Orme's Head. From no less than twenty-five estimations of its duration, the velocity was between eighteen and nineteen miles per second."

.—The energy of the Times in publishing daily a map showing the principal elements of the weather at on the preceding evening was specially noticed in the evidence given before the Royal Commission on Meteorological Observations, whose report (Blue Book, 1877, price 2s. 4d.) should be studied by all who are interested in the progress of meteorology. The publication now before us (The Times' Resister of Events in 1877) is another step in the same direction, One page is given to each day. In a narrow column on the right-hand side we have the leading British and Foreign events printed in bold capitals. On the left-hand is a map showing the condition of the weather over these islands at eight, together with the "Remarks" of the Meteorological Office thereon. At the end of each week the curves of the self-registering instruments at Kew Observatory are given. Useful and full summaries of the Parliamentary Session and the year generally are given at the end of the volume. We would suggest that another year the publication should be deferred (if necessary) for another week or so, that the averages and totals for the year (barometric pressure, temperature, rainfall, &c.) might be added.

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us now take leave of all their bustling, and tell how Lady Kriemhild and her maidens journeyed from the Nibelung land down toward the Rhine. Never did sumpters bear so much lordly raiment. They made ready for the way full many traveling chests. Then Siegfried, the knight, and the queen as well, rode forth with their friends to where they had hope of joys. Later it sped them all to their great harm. They left Siegfried’s little child, Kriemhild’s son, at home. That must needs be. Great grief befell him through their journey to the court. The bairn never saw his father and his mother more. With them, too, there rode Lord Siegmund. Had he known aright how he would fare at the feasting, no whit of it would he have seen. No greater woe might ever hap to him in loving friends.

Messengers were sent ahead, who told the tale. Then with a stately band there rode to meet them many of Uta’s kith and Gunther’s liegemen. The host gan bestir him for his guests. He went to where Brunhild sate and asked: “How did my sister greet you when ye came to our land? In like manner must ye greet Siegfried’s wife.”

“That will I gladly,” quoth she, “for I have good cause to be her friend.”

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 number to distinguish it from the neighbouring bamboo huts,—you couldn't miss it in a London fog, for were you once to get into the village street, you would be bound to run up against it, as it stands right across the top.

It is considerately furnished inside. In the room in which I await the tide turn there are two chests of drawers, a real dining table, nine chairs, another table, three looking-glasses and a big wooden bedstead of the native type—a wooden bench without sides, but with a head and foot-board; one usually sees this sort of bedstead basking in the sun in the street. There are four I see now at it in the broad village street below me, to the end of compelling the surplus parasitic population to leave. On the one in this room lies a heap of muddled dirty clothes, giving it an air of being the one thing in the house that is used. The rest seems all "for dandy." On the table, scattered anyhow together, are glass scent-bottles, a hanging-lamp, framed oleographs of English farmyard scenes; and amongst them an old album full of faded photographs, evidently once the valued treasure of some white man who is dead now; for were he living he would never have parted with it, after pasting in against the pictures those little English wild roses and bits of heather and bluebells.

At last Eveke rushes up with one of those spasmodic attacks of activity which he simulates, and which never impose on any one but himself, and we all go aboard. Yesterday I met a lady on the shore who asked me if I would take her to Gaboon. I said, as any skipper would, "delighted, my dear"; and here she is sitting on the top of the cargo with her head just exactly in the proper position to get it bashed in, or knocked off by the boom; and her five bundles, one tin box, a peck of limes and a husband. In fact, things are in such a muddle on board that before we weigh anchor, I decide to stow cargo, as befits the pupil of Captain Murray. No black man can stow cargo. I say so viciously, from my canoe experiences. The Lafayette's "hold" is in a condition that would bleach the hair of any "British African" officer on the Coast, even if he only caught sight of it through a telescope. For it partakes strongly of the arrangement of a rubbish heap; the lady passenger's belongings, mine, the crew's, the deck


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 were actually distributed. But Lord Marney soon stopped all ths. "No priestcraft at Marney," said this gentle proprietor of abbey lands.

"I wanted very much to come and canvass for you," said Lady Marney to Egremont, " but George did not hike it."

"The less the family interfered the better," said Lord Marney; "and for my part, I was very much alarmed when I heard my mother had gone down."

"Qh! my mother did wonders," said Egremont; "we should have been beat without her. Indeed, to tell the truth, I quite gave up the thing the moment they started their man. Before that we were on velvet; but the mstant he appeared everything was changed, and I found some of my warmest supporters, members of his committee."

"You had a formidable opponent, Lord Marney told me," said Sir Vavasour. " Who was he?"

"Oh! a dreadful man! A Scotchman, richer than Crœsus, one McDruggy, fresh from Canton,

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 2 the marble figure bent toward her with a benign smile on its beautiful features.

But a hand at that moment was laid upon his shoulder, and the beautiful voice of his host was heard, exclaiming—‘asleep, Rudolph! What are you dreaming about? Why don’t you follow the ladies to supper?” He rubbed bis eyes—was it indeed a dream. The mirror was still there; but ho did not dare to look in it as he passed.

“Come, Rudolph,” said his host, as he approached the table, “take this seat between my niece and me, and let mo introduce you to each other—Miss Lucy Courtland, Mr. Werner.”

If our hero and his interesting neighbor bad not exactly ‘the feast of reason,” they shared at least ‘the flow of soul;” for they were friends in ten minutes, and before the fourth course was removed, had confided to each other all their pet plans and most profound secrets. Some writer has said, “it is the peculiar charm of frankness thet it calls mind in contact with mind, and does the work of years.” And Rudolph and Julia, (as their mamas and elder sisters called them,) were both as artless and candid as children; for neither of therm bad been long enough in what is ealled tho gay world to fearn that early lesson of its votaries, how to hide with a dezzling smile the involuntary tear, and to veil with light and careless words the deep emotions of the heart.

“Fair as a being of heavenly birth, But loving and loved as a child of the earth.” If Lucy Courtland did not shine the “star of stars” ot the festival, she was the ‘flower of flowers” at home; and as Rudolph became more acquainted with her, he caught many a glimpse of the beautiful vision which had been once reflected in the soul mirror.

Lucy had a fidgety father—a manoeuvring mother—a selfish sister, and a bear of a brother. Yet she moved above the discord like a halcyon on the deep, and calmed the troubled waves and smoothed "the raven down of darkness till it smiled.”

“Lucy,” said bor father, ‘don’t be eternally reading that confounded poetry '-Can’t you find something sensible, child?”

Lucy Inid down her book and took up the newspaper. ‘Shall I resd you the deaths and marriages, father?” she asked, with an arch emile dimpling her delicate cheek, and playing stealthily through her long, drooped lashes.

there’s a good girl.”
 * Yes, and the marine intelligence too, Lucy—

And Lucy read her father to sleep.

“Lu!” said her sister Helen, “why can’t you let me wear that bird to-night? You have so much hair you don’t need any ornament in it.”

And Lucy cheerfully took the golden humming bird, with diamond crest and emerald wings, from the rich, dark braids in which it nestled, and with which it contrasted so beautifully, like “a star in the midnight heaven,” and placed it with her own, gentle hands in the scanty, red locks of her sister.

“Lulu,” said Mrs. Courtland in her blandest tone, “if that young Werner presumes to ask you, to dance tonight, yon will certainly refuse—will you not, my love?”

The tears trembled in Lulu’s dark blue eyes as she murmured,

“Yes, mamma.”

“Luce!” said the bear, “do leave off squalling that stupid love-song, and sing something worth hearing—can’t you? Sing the ‘Rover's Barcarole,”

And Luce stopped short in the very first line of “Teach, ob! Teach me to Forget!” and sang in her best bravo style.

“THE ROVER'S BARCAROLLE.” How gaily o'er the waters stole The Rover's ringing barcarolle, ‘While every wave that sparkled round Seemed dancing to the joyous sound!

Give her sail to the breeze and her prow to the wave! ‘Though she toss like a toy, still the tempest we'll brave, And the wilder the wind is the greater our glee; For danger is dear to the “Rover at nea!”

Yes! sofily o'er the waters stole The Rover's ringing barcarolle, While every wave that eparkled round Seemed dancing to the joyous sound!

Oh! well have we named her the Cygnet, my boy! For she breasts the wild waves like bird in her joy, With her white wings unfurled, fail of grace and of glee, She glides in her glory—a queen on the sea!

Still faintly o'er the waters stole The Rover's ringing barcarolle, While every sunlit wave around Seemed dancing to the joyous sound!

Look look! ‘tis a sail! 'tis a foe! and in chase! Hurra! let them come! all their fury we'll face. Let our flag wave defiance!—the flag of the free! For our swift-winged “Cygnet” is queen of the sea!

“Luce, you're a real, good gitt—if you'll look on your dressing-table, you'll find some wild flowers, which I picked for you this afternoon.” The bear was a lamb to Lucy! CHAPTER III. Oh! gaily fled the langhing hours, For Love, with fettered wings, in play, ‘Was pelting them with fragrant flowers, And singing, “Still delay!” "You are looking at the magic mirror, Rudeli,”" �

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 with a million of opium in each pocket, denouncing corruption, and bellowing free trade."

"But they do not care much for free trade in the old borough?" said Lord Marney.

"No, it was a mistake," said Egremont, "and the cry was changed the moment my opponent was on the ground. Then all the town was placarded with 'Vote for McDruggy and our young Queen,' as if he had coalesced with her Majesty."

"My mother must have been in despair," said Lord Marney.

"We issued our placard instantly of 'Vote for our young Queen and Keremont,' which was at least more modest, and turned out more popular."

"That I am sure was my mother," said Lord Marney.

"No," said Egremont; "it was the effusion of a far more experienced mind. My mother was in hourly communication with head quarters, and Mr. Taper sent down the cry by express."

"Peel, in or out, will support the Poor Law," said Lord Marney, rather audaciously, as he

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Rh quickly to work, that we abide them not within the castle. At no time have such welcome guests ever come to see me.”

At once she bade her maids and ladies hunt out goodly raiment, the best they had, the which her train should wear before the guests. One may lightly say, they did this gladly. Gunther’s men hasted also for to serve them, and around him the host did gather all his knights. Then the queen rode forth in princely wise and mickle greeting of the welcome guests was done. With what great joy did they receive them! It thought them as though Lady Kriemhild had not greeted Lady Brunhild so fair in the Burgundian land. Those who had never seen her became acquaint with lofty mood.

Now was Siegfried come with his liegemen. One saw the heroes wending to and fro upon the plain in unwieldy bands. None might guard him there against the jostling and the dust.

When that the ruler of the land spied Siegfried and Siegmund, how lovingly he spake: “Now be ye full welcome to me and all my friends; we shall be of good cheer because of this your journey to our court.”

“Now God requite you,” quoth Siegmund, the honor-seeking man; “sith my son Siegfried won you to kinsman, my heart hath urged that I should go to see you.”

At this spake Gunther: “Now hath joy happed to me thereby.”

Siegfried was received with much great worship as beseemed him; none bare him hatred there. Giselher and Gernot helped thereby with great courtesie. I ween, never have guests been greeted in such goodly wise.


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 reseated himself after the ladies had retired. "He must;" and he looked at his brother, whose return had in a great degree been secured by crying that Poor Law down.

"It is impossible," said Charles, fresh from the hustings, and speaking from the card of Taper, for the condition of the people was a subject of which he knew nothing.

"We will carry it out," said Lord Marney, "you'll see, or the land will not support him."

"I wish," said Sir Vavasour, "we could manage some modification about out-door relief."

"Modification!" said Lord Marney; "why there has been nothing but modification. What we want is stringency."

"The people will never bear it," said Egremont; "there must be some change."

"You cannot go back to the abuses of the old system," said Captain Grouse, making, as he thought, a safe observation.

"Better go back to the old system, than modify the new,' said Lord Marney.

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 ton? I am not certain. But no intelligent beholder can look up and miss the remarkable fact that Belloc exists—and that he is away, safely away, away in his heaven, which is, of course, the Park Lane Imperialist's hell. There he presides

But in this life I do not meet Chesterton exalted upon clouds, and there is but the mockery of that endless leisure for abstract discussion afforded by my painted entertainments. I live in an urgent and incessant world, which is at its best a wildly beautiful confusion of impressions and at its worst a dingy uproar. It crowds upon us and jostles us, we get our little interludes for thinking and talking between much rough scuffling and laying about us with our fists. And I cannot afford to be continually bickering with Chesterton and Belloc about forms of expression. There are others for whom I want to save my knuckles. One may be wasteful in peace and leisure, but economies are the soul of conflict.

In many ways we three are closely akin; we diverge not by necessity but accident, because we speak in different dialects and have divergent metaphysics. All that I can I shall persuade to my way of thinking about thought and to the use of words in my loose, expressive manner, but Belloc and Chesterton and I are too grown and set to change our languages now and learn new ones; we are on different roads, and so we must needs shout to one another across intervening abysses. These two say Socialism is a thing they do not want for men, and I say Socialism is above all what I want for men. We shall go on saying that now to the end of our days. But what we


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 more," said Sir Vavasour; "they certainly do not like it in our parish."

"The people are very contented here, eh Slimsey?" said Lord Marney.

"Very," said the vicar.

Hereupon a conversation took place, principally sustained by the earl and the baronet, which developed all the resources of the great parochial mind. Dictaries, bastardy, gaol regulations, game laws, were amply discussed; and Lord Marney wound up with a declaration of the means by which the country might be saved, and which seemed principally to consist of high prices and low church.

"If the sovereign could only know her best friends," said Sir Vavasour, with a sigh.

Lord Marney seemed to get uneasy.

"And avoid the fatal mistakes of her predecessor," continued the baronet.

"Charles, another glass of claret," said the earl.

"She might yet rally round the throne a body of men"—

"Then we will go to the ladies," said the earl, abruptly disturbing his guest.

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 way that sets my teeth on edge. Half her sufferings arise from her disastrous habit of falling asleep; and then her head goes flump off the seat she is leaning it against, and crack against the ribs of the boat's side; I put my leather photograph case in her usual striking place, but she dodges it in her descent seven times in ten.

The sea is running high, and all the afternoon we beat up and tack, and the Lafayette has a larky way, giving herself the airs of a duck washing itself, putting her head down and shaking the water out over her stern; a good deal of water comes on board one way and another, over one side on one tack, over the other side on the other tack, over the bows always. The man with the whiskers is a smart seaman, and the only one worth his salt, and he attends to the jib; the others sleep and eat and talk and attend to the jiggers in their feet, which they have picked up on Corisco, where they swarm.

The weather is a bit thick, so we do not sight the continent until four o'clock, and it is borne in on me that there's no Cape Esterias for us to-night. Eveke pilots us close in towards the shore, and we run among the long line of rollers, attributive to the great rock reefs that fringe it, and which run out to sea in an irregular cone shape, stretching true north and north-north-east from the blunt headland that has for its north-west extremity Akanda point and for its southern, Cape Clara. Cape Esterias runs out further seaward than Akanda, and is the real south-cast point of Corisco Bay; but from Akanda to Cape Clara (or Joinville) may be taken as the limits of the headland that separates Corisco Bay from the Gaboon Estuary: and the Moondah River mouth is here. "The sun's rim sinks, the stars rush out, at one stride comes the dark" and finds us still lolloping about in the breaking swell. Half an hour after sundown the wind drops, with that suddenness that the breeze, be it light or heavy, always drops alongshore down here, and although we could do little when we had it, as it was nearly in our teeth, we can of course do nothing without it, so we run the Lafayette on to a tongue of sand between rock reefs, that were breathing heavily, just North of Akanda point.

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was music as they're-entered the drawing-room. Sir Vavasour attached himself to Egremont. "It is a great pleasure for me to see you again, Mr. Egremont;" said the worthy baronet. "Your father was my earliest and kindest friend. I remember you at Firebrace, a very little boy. Happy to see you again, Sir, in so eminent a position; a legislator—one of our legislators. It gave me a sincere satisfaction to observe your return."

"You are very kind, Sir Vavasour."

"But it is a responsible position," continued the baronet. "Think you they'll stand? A

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URBOM, Senior District Judge.

This cause is before the court on the plaintiff’s motion for partial summary judgment pursuant to Rule 56(d) of the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure. The plaintiff, Urantia Foundation, asserts that neither the free speech nor the religion clauses of the First Amendment to the United States Constitution provide the defendant, Kristen Maaherra, a viable defense to the plaintiff’s copyright and trademark infringement claims.

The plaintiff initially brought this action to enjoin the defendant from, among other things, infringing upon its copyright to The URANTIAUrantia [sic] Book and infringing upon its registered trademarks to the name “Urantia” and the three concentric circles associated with the Urantia Foundation. The defendant seeks to avoid the plaintiff’s claims in part by relying on the First Amendment as a


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108 Then the wives of the two kings drew near each other. Emptied were many saddles, as fair ladies were lifted down by knightly hands upon the sward. How busy were those who gladly served the dames! The lovely women now drew near each other, and many a knight was blithe, that such fair greeting passed between the twain. Then one saw great press of warriors standing by the high-born maids. The lordly meiny grasped each other by the hand. Much courteous bowing was seen and loving kisses from fair-fashioned dames. This liked well Gunther’s and Siegfried’s liegemen for to see. They bided now no longer, but rode to town. The host bade show his guests full well that all were fain to see them in the Burgundian land. Many a royal joust took place before the high-born maids. Hagen of Troneg and Ortwin, too, proved full well their prowess. One durst not leave undone whatso they would command. Much service was rendered by them to the welcome guests. Many shields were heard resound from thrusts and blows before the castle gate. The host and his guests tarried long time without, or ever they came within. Forsooth the hours passed quickly for them with their sports. Merrily they rode before the royal palace. Many cunning housings of good cloth and well cut were seen hanging on either side from the saddles of the fair-fashioned dames.

Then came Gunther’s liegemen. Men bade lead the strangers quickly to their easement. At times one saw Brunhild glance at Lady Kriemhild, who was passing fair enow. Her color against the gold gave back the gleam in lovely wise. On every side in Worms one heard the courtiers shout. Gunther bade Dankwart,


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 majority, I suppose, they have; but, I conclude, in time; Sir Robert will have it in time? We must not be in a hurry; 'the more haste'—you know the rest. The country is decidedly conservative. All that we want now is a strong government, that will put all things to rights. If the poor king had lived—'

"He would have sent these men to the right-abouts;' said Egremont, a young politician, proud of his secret intelligence.

"Ah! the poor king!" said Sir Vavasour, shaking his head.

"He was entirely with us," said Egremont.

"Poor man!" said Sir Vavasour.

"You think it was too late, then?" said his companion.

"You are a young man entering political life," said the baronet, taking Egremont kindly by the arm, and leading him to a sofa; "everything depends on the first step. You have a great opportunity. Nothing can be done by a mere individual. The most powerful body in this country wants a champion."

"But you can depend on Peel?" said Egremont.

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 deck chair on the deck of the 2,000 ton Rochelle in 1893, with all anxiety as to locality and navigation on the mind of Captain Harrison, while I lazily wondered what it was like ashore here. The stretch of land looked there so desolate and wild: a long line of surf, a long line of dove-coloured sand, a long line of green shrub-brushes, backed by a low, dark forest. We soon lost sight of it on the Rochelle, as she swung out west to give its dangers a wide berth. Little did I think then that I should ever be in circumstances so pre-eminently fitted for acquiring detailed knowledge of the entire phenomena, surf, rocks, sand, beach and all, as I am at present in. We lower our gaff and anchor as hard as we can, and then, leaving two men in the boat and the lady passenger; the rest of us jump over the side into the surf, and wade ashore to stretch our limbs and pick up firewood. We do not stay long, because we are afraid of the Lafayette dragging her anchors. Don't mention it, pray, in "British African" circles; but as we back her stern-foremost on to the sand, we want a hand-line for soundings to find a suitable sand tongue to settle on. I give Whiskers my fishing-line; its lead sinker does very well, only you see we haven't time to take off the line of fish hooks, and, so when he, in proper style, swings the lead to take a cast, those hooks just hitch in the cargo. I cut them adrift with a jack knife with commendable promptitude, Eveke meanwhile handles the sail and I, when danger becomes imminent, energetically take soundings over the stern with my umbrella. It is magnificent, but not navigation, still it works well.

We wade back to the Lafayette, clamber on board, and start to get our supper in the dark, for by now the last light has died out of the sky, and artificial light we have none. Unfortunately I have packed my eatables in my collecting box, so attempt to eat a very interesting dead-wood fungus in lieu of biscuit. Giving this up, I decide to confine my attention to my one surviving tin, the opening of which costs me skin and blood. I am not surprised, but grieved, to find that after all it contains only vegetables for putting into soups, because I have had experience with this species of tinned product before. This particular tin is one of the consignment so kindly sent by Mr. Hudson my rescue on the


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Rh his marshal, have them in his care, who then gan lodge the retinue in goodly wise. One let them eat within and eke without. Never were stranger guests better cared for. Men gave them gladly all they craved; so rich was the king, that not a wish was there denied. Men served them in friendly wise without all hate. The host now took his seat at table with his guests. One bade Siegfried be seated where he sate afore. Then many a stately man went with him to the seats. Twelve hundred warriors in sooth did sit at his round table. Brunhild thought her that a vassal could not be mightier than he; yet she was still so friendly to him that she did not wish his death.

On an evening when the king was seated at the board, many costly robes were wet with wine, as the butlers hied them to the tables. Full service was given there with mickle zeal. As hath long been the wont at feasts, men bade the ladies and the maids be given fair lodgment. From wherever they were come, the host bare them right good will. One gave them all enow with goodly honors.

When the night had an end and the day appeared, many a precious stone from the sumpter chests sparkled on goodly weeds, as they were touched by woman’s hand. Many a lordly robe was taken forth. Or ever the day had fully dawned, many knights and squires came out before the hall. Then rose a merry rout before the early mass, which was sung for the king. There young heroes rode so well that the king did cry them mercy. Many a trumpet rang out passing loud, and the noise of drums and flutes did grow so great that the broad town of Worms reëchoed with the sound.


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110 The high-mettled heroes horsed them everywhere. Then there rose in the land high knightly play from many a doughty champion; one saw a great rout of them whose youthful hearts beat high, and many a dapper knight and a good stood armed with shield. At the easements sate the high-born dames and many comely maids, decked out in brave attire. They watched the pastimes of the many valiant men. The host himself gan tilt there with his friends. Thus they passed the time, the which seemed aught but long.

Then from the dome was heard the sound of many bells. The palfreys came, the ladies rode away; but many a bold man followed the noble queens. They alighted on the green before the minster; Brunhild was still friendly to her guests. Wearing crowns, they entered the spacious church. Later their love was parted, which caused great hate. When they had heard the mass, they rode away again with many honors and were soon seen going merrily to table. Their pleasure at the feasting did not flag until the eleventh day.


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Author:Walter C. Hackett

Novels

 * It Pays to Advertise (1915)

Plays

 * The Barton Mystery (1916)
 * It Pays to Advertise (1917)
 * The Freedom of the Seas (1918)
 * Mr. Todd's Experiment (1920)
 * Ambrose Applejohn's Adventure (1921)
 * The Wicked Earl (1927)
 * Other Men's Wives (1928)

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 Ogowé, and I did not feel justified in returning it to store when I got back to Gaboon, because its little golden label had, as is usual with those French forms of labels, come off, and after all, I being an optimistic ass, hoped there might be something in the tin good to eat. Well there isn't, and what is worse, I have nothing to drink, for the Lafayette is too agitated to allow us to make a fire to boil water for tea. There is plenty of water in bottles for the men, but unboiled water is my ibet. There are always little somethings that are not quite pleasant in African travel.

The lady passenger groans a good deal and eats those excruciating limes and the biscuits, of which I had given her a good store in the afternoon, in the hopes of distracting her from a series of observations she was then making on the height of Atlantic waves. She soon goes off to sleep as I hear by the sound of the crack of her head against the ribs of the boat. In my dual capacity of skipper and stewardess, I search her head out from amongst a bunch of bananas, an iron pot and the photograph case, and, eliminating the other factors, arrange it nicely on the banana bunch and wrap her up completely in my thick rug and shawl, because she only has on one thin cloth, and the seas that have come on board have soaked that through long ago.

The men, after their supper on the provisions I had rescued from a state of dunnage, light their pipe—I say pipe advisedly, for they had one, a thing about the size of a young model-dwelling washing copper. It takes a whole leaf of tobacco rolled round and placed into it horizontally, with three lucifer matches broken up and placed in the hole in the middle, and of course a bit of plantain leaf folded and put on top to prevent its roaring away too rapidly. They hand it on from one to the other, while they make their arrangements for the night. These arrangements consist in placing the main sail across the boom like a tent, they then creep in under this and go to sleep on the cargo. They want to erect a tent for me with the jib, because they say it is very bad to sleep in the light of the moon which is rising; but I do not feel like sleeping, so I refuse. I have no hesitation in saying that they pass an uneasy night. For one reason, in under


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Author:John Van Druten

Plays

 * The Return Half (1924)
 * Young Woodley (1925)
 * Chance Acquaintance (1927)
 * Diversion (1927)
 * The Return of the Soldier (1928), based on the novel by Rebecca West

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 do all three want is something very alike. Our different roads are parallel. I aim at a growing collective life, a perpetually enhanced inheritance for our race, through the fullest, freest development of the individual life. What they aim at ultimately I do not understand, but it is manifest that its immediate form is the fullest and freest development of the individual life. We all three hate equally and sympathetically the spectacle of human beings blown up with windy wealth and irresponsible power as cruelly and absurdly as boys blow up frogs; we all three detest the complex causes that dwarf and cripple lives from the moment of birth and starve and debase great masses of mankind. We want as universally as possible the jolly life, men and women warm-blooded and well-aired, acting freely and joyously, gathering life as children gather corn-cockles in corn. We all three want people to have property of a real and personal sort, to have the son, as Chesterton put it, bringing up the port his father laid down, and pride in the pears one has grown in one's own garden. And I agree with Chesterton that giving—giving oneself out of love and fellowship—is the salt of life.

But there I diverge from him, less in spirit, I think, than in the manner of his expression. There is a base because impersonal way of giving. "Standing drink," which he praises as noble, is just the thing I cannot stand, the ultimate mockery and vulgarisation of that fine act of bringing out the cherished thing saved for the heaven-sent guest. It is a mere commercial transaction, essentially of the evil of our time. Think of it! Two temporarily homeless beings agree to drink to-