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smooth matters. That is the reward of wicked- | partial judgment, had been moved, not by heness," said Jack, with a laugh. "As for Frank, roic and stoical justice and the love of souls, but he is a perpetual curate, and may marry per- a good deal by prejudice, and a good deal by haps fifty years hence; that's the way you good skilful artifice, and very little indeed by the people treat a man who never did anything to highest motive, which is called the glory of God? be ashamed of in his life; and you expect me to And it was Jack who had set all this before her give up my evil courses after such a lesson? I clear as daylight. No wonder the excellent trust I am not such a fool," said the relapsed woman was disconcerted, She went to bed prodigal. He sat looking at them all in his easy gloomily with her headache 'way, enjoying the confusion, indignation, and wrath with which he was received. "The man
who gets his own way is the man who takes it," he concluded, with his usual composure pouring| out Miss Leonora's glass of claret as he spoke.'
And there we will leave her to salutary humiliation and repentance.
It will be seen that there is much amusing reading in the Chronicles' that we have already reviewed; but it is to 'Salem Chapel' that we should accord the palm for most laughable entertainment. When it first came out in the pages of Maga' it was a revelation to its staunch old torified Church and State readers, which delighted them infinitely. We are all apt to imagine that our own words and ways, being perfectly familiar to ourselves, must needs be
This Aunt Leonora is an admirablydrawn character, and with fewer traits of exaggeration than Mrs. Oliphant usually gives to those whom she depicts as wise and pious in their own conceits. Every religious community has its Aunt Leonora its feminine pope; and probably the sketch of this lady's state of mind after her reprobate nephew's harangue, has delighted and so to the world at large. But this is a sigcomforted thousands who have suffered un-nal mistake. Church-folk, born and bred in der such a yoke as hers. We give it as a the Church, are (or rather were) for the good specimen of Mrs. Oliphant's serio-sar- most part, as ignorant of the customs of Noncomformity at home as of the customs of the Mahometans; and to the excitement of reading a good story was therefore added the pleasure of surveying a piquant and exaggerated caricature of a social and religious state of things in the midst of us of which they were previously quite unaware. It is so cleverly done, that being published anonymously, the chapel portions of the story raised a general suspicion that the author of it was that greatest genius amongst living women, George Eliot. Mrs. Oliphant surpasses herself here, or the subject inspires her with of the tale is, as usual with her, far too a humour as rare as it is real. The tragedy long drawn out; and it is always a relief to escape from the woes of Mrs. Hilyard to the society of Mr. Vincent's chapel friends.
According to the latest information, Salem Chapel is still the only dissenting place of worship in Carlingford, where there are no Dissenters above the rank of the milkman or the grocer. It is a small red brick building, on the shabby side of Grove Street, presenting a pinched gable, terminated by a curious little belfry, not intended for any bell, and looking not unlike a handle to lift up the edifice by to public observation.' Its chronicle is contemporary, or nearly so, with the story of The Perpetual Curate, and opens with the retirement of Mr. Tufton and the call' of Mr. Vincent, fresh from Homerton, in the bloom of hope and intellectualism, a young man of the newest school,' who was almost as particular as Mr.
'Miss Leonora, who never had known what it was to have nerves in the entire course of her existence, retired to her own room with a headache, to the consternation of the whole family. She had been a strong-minded woman all her life, and had managed everybody's affairs without being distracted and hampered in her career by those doubts of her own wisdom, and questions as to her own motives, which will now and then afflict the minds of weaker people when they have to decide for others. But this time an utterly novel and unexpected accident had befallen Miss Leonora; a man of no principles at all had delivered his opinion upon her conduct—and so far from finding his criticism contemptible, or discovering in it the ordinary outcry of the wicked against the righteous, she had found it true, and by means of it had, for perhaps the first time in her life, seen herself as others saw her. . . She recognized the fact that she had committed herself. . . and that, instead of dispensing her piece of patronage like an optimist to the best, she had, in fact, given it up to the most skilful and persevering angler, as any other woman might have done. The blow was bitter; not to say that the unpleasant discovery was aggravated by having it thus pointed out by Jack, who in his own person had taken her in, and cheated his sensible aunt. She felt humbled and wounded in the tenderest point, to think that her reprobate nephew had seen through her, but that she had not been able to see through him, and had been deceived by his professions of penitence. The more she turned it over in her mind, the more Miss Leonora's head ached; for was it not growing apparent that she, who prided herself on her im
Wentworth, of St. Roque's, about the cut world' except the narrow one in which he of his coat and the precision of his costume, had been brought up. He comes to Carand decidedly preferred the word clergyman lingford with elevated expectations of getto the word minister. He had been brought ting into its highest sphere, as his natural
up upon the Nonconformist and the place; but his first invitation is to tea at
Mrs. Oliphant has given a loose rein to her liveliest powers of satire in this story, and Dissenters have laughed as much as other readers at the exaggerated fun of her caricatures. There are, undoubtedly, busybodies and small social tyrants, pests of ministers' lives, in all little communities, and patrons and patronesses of the most signal unpleasantness. There are literates in the Church, now-a-days, whose offences against grammar quite equal those of the 'young man from Homerton,' from whose taking discourse the letter h was conspicuously absent. But is it right or fair to hold up the vulgar literate as a specimen of the Church of England curate furnished by the Universities, or the conceited Dissenting preacher, with his defect of speech, as a specimen of the men whom Homerton, under its learned President, Dr. Pye Smith, sent out, after a six years' training, into the Congregational ministry? It is as preposterous as it is unfair. With a more accurate knowledge of the class she was describing, Mrs. Oliphant would have made her portraits of Dissenting ministers more faithful and also more effective.
Tozer, who awaited the minister at the door,
"Here's a nice place for you, Mr. Vincent
The new minister is the son of a minister,
aside her brilliant skirts, to make room for him
thing?" said Phoebe, under her breath; "to be tell Brown. For if there's one thing I can't sure, Mr. Vincent never could think there was abear in a chapel it's one set setting up above anybody anywhere that would be so wicked. the rest. But bein' all in the way of business, and he the minister." "Indeed, my dear," except just the poor folks, as is all very well in said Mrs. Pigeon, who was close by, "not to their place, and never interferes with nothing, I affront Mr. Vincent, as is deserving of our best don't count there's nothing but brotherly love respects, I've seen many and many's the minis- here, which is a deal more than most ministers ter I wouldn't have given up my seat to; and I can say for their flocks. I've asked a few friends don't misdoubt, sir, you've heard of such as to tea, Mr. Vincent, on next Thursday, at six. well as we. There was Mr. Bailey, at Parson's As I haven't got no daughters just out of a Green, now. He went and married a poor bit boarding-school to write notes for me, will you of a governess, as common-looking a creature as take us in a friendly way, and just come without you could see, that set herself up above the another invitation? All our own folks, sir, and people, Mr. Vincent, and was too grand, sir, if a comfortable evening; and prayers, if you'll you'll believe me, to visit the deacons' wives. be so good at the end. I don't like the new Nobody cares less than me about the vally of fashion,' said Mrs. Brown, with a signifithem vain shows. What's visiting, if you know cant glance at Mrs. Tozer, "of separatin' like the vally of your time? Nothing but a laying heathens, when all's of one connection. We up of judgment. But I wouldn't be put upon might never meet again, Mr. Vincent. In the neither by a chit that got her bread out of yours midst of life, you know, sir. You'll not forget and my husband's hard earnings; and so I told Thursday, at six." "But, my dear Mrs. my sister, Mrs. Tozer, as lives at Parson's Brown, I am very sorry; Thursday is one of the Green." "Poor thing!" said the gentler Mrs. days I have specially devoted to study," stamTozer. "It's hard lines on a minister's wife to mered forth the unhappy pastor. "What with please the congregation. Mr. Vincent here, the Wednesday meeting and the Friday comhe'll have to take a lesson. That Mrs. Bailey mittee - Mrs. Brown drew herself up as was pretty-looking, I must allow." Sweetly well as the peculiarities of her form permitted, pretty!" whispered Phoebe, clasping her plump and her roscate countenance assumed a deeper pink hands. Pretty-looking! I don't say glow. "We've been in the chapel longer than anything against it," continued her mother; Tozer," said the offended deaconess. "We've "but it is hard upon a minister, when his wife never been backward in taking trouble, ncr will take no pains to please his flock. To have spending our substance, nor puttin' our hands people turn up their noses at you ain't pleasant." to every other good work; and as for makin' a "And them getting their living off you all the difference between one member and another, it's time," cried Mrs. Pigeon, clinching the milder what we ain't been accustomed to, Mr. Vincent. speech. "But it seems to me," said poor Vin-I'm a plain woman, and speak my mind. Old cent," that a minister can no more be said to Mr. Tufton was very particular to show no get his living off you than any other man. He preference. He always said it never answered works hard enough generally for what little he in a flock to show more friendship to one nor has. And really, Mrs. Tozer, I'd rather not another; and if it had been put to me, I hear all these unfortunate particulars about one wouldn't have said, I assure you, sir, that it of my brethren.' "He ain't one of the brethren was us as was to be made the first example of. now," broke in the poulterer's wife. He's If I haven't a daughter fresh out of boardingbeen gone out o' Parson's Green this twelve-school, I've been a member of Salem five-andmonths. Them stuck-up ways may do with the twenty years, and had ministers in my house Church folks as can't help themselves, but many's the day, and as friendly as if I were a they'll never do with us Dissenters. Not that duchess; and for charities and such things, we ain't glad as can be to see you, Mr. Vincent, we've never been known to fail.". . . Such was and I hope you'll favour my poor house another the Salem Chapel connection and its require night like your favouring Mrs. Tozer's. Mr. ments; and such was Mr. Vincent's first expeTufton always said that was the beauty of Car-rience of social life in Carlingford.' lingford, in our connection. Cheerful folks, and no display. No display, you know nothing The visit of the young minister to the old but a hearty meeting, sorry to part, and happy man he had superseded is as admirable as to meet again. Them's our ways. And the Mrs. Tozer's tea-party. Mr. Tufton strikes better you know us, the better you'll like us, us as quite the proper type of pastor for I'll be bound to say. We don't put it all on the such a flock. His counsel to his ambitious, surface, Mr. Vincent," continued Mrs. Pigeon, ardent successor is excellent. We almost shaking out her skirts, and expanding herself on hear him speak as he raises his fat forefinger and slowly shakes it. Be careful, my dear brother; you must keep well with your deacons, you must not take up prejudices against them. Dear Tozer is a man of a thousand a man of a thousand! Dear Tozer, if you listen to him, will keep you
her chair; " but it's all real and solid; what we
his farewell oration to his flock he sums up the opinions of Nonconformity, which are all his brief experience has left him.
out of trouble. The trouble he takes and
The young minister follows the butterman's advice about the coorse,' and soon fills the chapel to overflowing; but he suffers his heart to go madly astray after that bright particular star' of the highest Carlingford society, Lady Western, and that is an irretrievable blunder. There is something ludicrous as well as painful in his passion, which brings him nothing but mortification and grief. The enthusiasm of pretty Phoebe Tozer and her compeers is lost on him, and general discontent in the connection results. The flock rebels, and when the criticism. When we have said that her Enpastor falls into trouble, falls away from glish is good, her method diffuse, her sarhim all but Tozer, that man of a thou-castic vein excellent, her moral tone unim
Our remarks on the famous Chronicles of Carlingford' have run out to so great a length that we must sum up briefly what we have to say about the writer's other works. We regret this the less because Mrs. Oliphant does not provoke to much variety of
"I am one of those who have boasted in my day that I received my title of ordination from no bishop, from no temporal provision, from no traditionary church, but from the hands of the first, when you were all disposed to praise me, people. Perhaps I am less sure than I was at that the voice of the people is the voice of God; but, however that may be, what I received from you I can but render up to you. I resign into your hands your pulpit which you have erected with your money, and hold as your property. I cannot hold it as your vassal. If there is any truth in the old phrase which calls a church a cure for souls, it is certain that no cure of souls can be delegated to a preacher by the souls themselves who are to be his care. I find my old theories inadequate to the position in which I find myself, and all I can do is to give up the post where they have left me in the lurch. I God's servant, responsible to Him- which is am either your servant, responsible to you, or it? I cannot tell; but no man can serve two masters, as you know."'
A Church of the Future, an ideal corporation, grand and primitive, shone before his eyes, as it shines before so many; but in the meantime the Nonconformist went into literature, as was natural, and was, it was believed in Carlingford, the founder of the "Philosophical Review," that new 'organ of public opinion.' The golden vision of the enthusiastic young minister, what is it but the grand old medieval theory born again? A church free above the world and universal - and so in the round of ages extremes meet, the earth swings on, but human mature never changes, and there is no new thing under the sun.
sand,' and his family. These improbable peachable, we have said almost all there is events and others, not connected with the to say of her style. It is not so strongly chapel business, but mixed in with it by the characterized that we can ever declare with dexterous art of the story-teller, bring on certainty on taking up a new story in the scene one of the best characters in the Blackwood' that it is hers or not hers. book Vincent's proud, brave, discreet By the time we have read half way through little mother. But the crisis is past her if we are no longer in doubt, but she has management, and her discretion and valour not the individuality by which we can assert avail only to secure for her son a dignified at once, This is Mrs. Oliphant's her retreat from Carlingford. Disappointed in mark.' his love, disgusted with his vocation, he determines to resign his pastorate, and in
Some years before the Chronicles' there appeared in 'Blackwood' a charming group
of shorter stories of which we retain the pleasantest recollections; of these Katie Stewart,' and The Quiet Heart' were the chief. 'Zaidée,' and The Athelings' were amongst Mrs. Oliphant's earlier pictures of English society, and amongst her most recent are 'Madonna Mary,' and ' Agnes,' both tales of sorrow. In A Son of the Soil,' she goes back to Scottish ground and her most serious vein; and in the Brownlows,' her last published work, we detect a slight flavour of Carlingford.
Besides her novels by which she is most widely known, Mrs. Oliphant has written a Life of Irving,' which deserves a perma
DELIRIUM TONANS.-Tertian and low fever are not more endemic in the Pontine Marshes than what is called "tall talk"-the specific disease of Ireland. Whether we derive the habit of it from our Phoenician origin, whether it came to us with our round towers, or whether we cultivate the practice as one that harmonizes well with a brogue, I cannot say; but that we love it, that we indulge in its use, that it forms one of the delights of our domestic life, and one of the chief attractions of our public meetings, is not to be denied. Irishmen are the victims of that terrible malady that is characterized by a sort of sub-acute raving, and may, for want of a better name, be called "Delirium Tonans." Until English people come to know this- until they are brought to see that we are not so violent, so impulsive, so reckless, or, indeed, so generally dangerous as our ordinary language would bespeak us, there will be no end to the blunders they will make in legislating for us. Everything with us of good or evil partakes of this tone of exaggeration, which is not misleading to ourselves, for it is a coinage we are used to; but is sorely perplexing to a people who do not habitually resort to superlatives, and pass the greater part of their lives in the cold and cheerless atmosphere of unadorned fact. We have all of us felt the sense of half shame that attends being addressed in Italy as "illustrissimo" and "ornatissimo," fully conscious the while that we were neither of the one or the other; but habit rendered us dulled to being deemed worthy of these epithets, and we ended by thinking that, like people who enjoy an exceptional rank in certain latitudes, and are brigadiers in the tropics but subalterns at home, we could be illustrious and ornate on the Arno, and yet very humble creatures on the Thames. A similar lesson has to be learned by those who would sojourn in Ireland. They are to know that, though an Act of Parliament could assimilate the coinage, it could not equalize the conversation, and that language in Ireland remains
nent place amongst the biographies of national worthies. We will not do it so ill a service as to treat of it at the fag end of an article; we will but quote the criticism of a shrewd old woman of the cottage class, who having read leisurely through it from the first word to the last, remarked: "That's a real good book, and very interesting;" and then wiping her spectacles, moved her mark backwards and added, "I'll read it over again.” It will indeed bear reading over again many times, and in a cheaper form would, we think, achieve the popularity it certainly merits.
pretty much what it was before the Union. Now, if it would be the height of ignorance to mistake the Spaniard's courtesy that declares his house, his cellar, his picture-gallery, and his gardens are at your service; that his greatest happiness consists in knowing that you deem them worthy of acceptance, and that the honour of being your servant is a pride which he finds it even difficult to realize to his imagination-I say, if it would be gross ignorance to believe that all this meant more than the polite form of a very polished people, and actually stood for a legal tender-so in like manner, but less in degree, is it a capital blunder to suppose that Irishmen are half as reckless, half as unthrifty, half as cordial, or half as terrible, as their language would imply; and it would be as downright cruelty to make an honest Hibernian responsible for his words, when under an attack of Delirium Tonans, as to go down to Hanwell and prosecute the patients for their expressions under Lord Campbell's Act. Blackwood's Magazine.
A TOPIC of conversation in French Governmental circles at this moment is the discovery of a substance the destructive effects of which far exceed the terrible force of picrate of potassium. Some experiments are said to be about to take place with it at Cherbourg.
COD-FISH skin, heretofore considered quite worthless and given away to any one who would take the trouble to haul it, is now, after having been ground fine, to be used as a fertilizer. This new kind of guano is said to be free from the disagreeable odour of the ordinary fish manure.