. 358 576 73 CONTENTS OF VOL. CCLIV. PAGE Addresses, Rejected. By ALEX. C. EWALD, F.S.A. 51 Arab and Sepoy. By F. BOYLE 385 Californian Alps, May Day in the. By C. F. Gordon CUMMING GORDON : 503 Carlyle and his Wife. By H. R. Fox BOURNE 530 Carlyle-Emerson Correspondence, The. By R. H. SHEPHERD 415 Conservative Party, The Prospects of the. By Rev. MALCOLM MACCOLL, M.A. 562 Cry, A, for Help. By C. F. GORDON CUMMING 273 Cuckoo-pint. By GRANT ALLEN 152 Dust : : a Novel By JULIAN HAWTHORNE : Chaps. XXXI., XXXII., XXXIII. . 93 XXXIV., XXXV. 214 XXXVI., XXXVII. 304 East End Chapter, An. By WALTER BESANT, M.A. Fashionable English. By DUDLEY ERRINGTON “From Murder and Sudden Death.” By HENRY BROWN 89 Garden, My Suburban. By H. F. LESTER 480 Great Sun-spot, A. By RICHARD A. PROCTOR 260 Haven, The Tramp's. By F. G. WALLACE-GOODBODY : 176 Help, A Cry for. By C. F. GORDON CUMMING 273 Herbert Spencer's Philosophy. By RICHARD A. PROCTOR " Holy Grail,” The, a Coral Stone.' By Karl BLIND 606 “ Jocoseria." By RICHARD HERNE SHEPHERD 624 Jonas Hanway, the Philanthropist. By EDWARD WALFORD, M.A. 296 Joseph and Zuleykha. By STANLEY LANE-POOLE 166 Laghetto. By Kev. HUGH MACMILLAN, D.D. 401 Loch-fishing. By Rev. M. G. WATKINS, M.A. Lord Lawrence. By EDWARD B. EASTWICK, C.B. 513 May Day in the Californian Alps. By C. F. GORDON Cumming 503 Miners, Village. By RICHARD JEFFERIES Modelling and Sculpture. By PERCY FITZGERALD 207 Monkeys. By ANDREW Wilson, F.R.S.E.: WILSON 281 Part II. 373 My Musical Life.-I. By Rev. H. R. HAWEIS, M.A. 595 My Suburban Garden, By H. F. LESTER Names, Surnames, and Nicknames. By HENRY BRADLEY 193 Nell Gwynn. By DUTTON COOK 489 New Abelard, The : a Romance. By Robert BUCHANAN : Proem 8 III. The Bishop 15 IV. Worldly Counsel 129 V. “Mrs. Montmorency 137 VI. Alma 147 VII. A Side Current 241 VIII. Mystifications IX. Farewell to Fensea 255 X. From the Post-bag 337 XI. An Actress at Home 352 XII. In a Sick Room 441 XIII. A Runaway Couple 450 XIV. A Mystery 21 . 615 . 480 I 2 248 . 456 PAGE 428 66 New Abelard, The-continued. 545 XVI. In the Vestry. 552 XVII. Counterplot 559 Personal Nicknames. By W. H. OLDING, LL.B. 35 Prospects, The, of the Conservative Party. By Rev. MALCOLM 562 Rejected Addresses. By ALEX. C. EWALD, F.S.A. 51 Science Notes. By W. MATTIEU Williams, F.R.A.S. : Atmosphere versus Ether-A Neglected Disinfectant-Another Disinfectant--Ensilage—The Fracture of Comets-The Origin 115 Saving the Eyes— Transfusion by Pressure—The Physiology of Haunted Chambers--A Plea for Sour Grapes—The Nutriment 230 The New Foot-warmers-Nutritive Value of Skim-milk-Perver: sion of Herbivora--Electric Light and Vegetation-A Drawing- 325 Is the Sun Blue ?–The Travelling of the " Fixed” Stars-Water Gas to the Rescue-Skin Vision ---Transmission of Force Electricity as a Source of Power— Nordenskjöld's New Ex- 534 The Evolution of Silkworms-The “ Fume '' of the Blast Furnace _“Vivisection"— The Future of the Black Country--Iron Salt Expedition-Nordenskjöld's Route— The Lost GreenlandColony 631 Sculpture and Modelling. By PERCY FITZGERALD 207 Sepoy and Arab. By F. BOYLE 385 Spencer's, Herbert, Philosophy. By RICHARD A. PROCTOR 73 Suburban Garden, My. By H. F. LESTER Sun-spot, A Great. By RICHARD A. PROCTOR 260 Table Talk By SYLVANUS URBAN : Editions of Rabelais in the Sunderland Sale--Relation of Scenic Illustration to the Drama—“ Readiana "--A Literary Parallel 124 The P.-R. B.–National Biography - Spoliation of the Foreigner -The Toll of Fire Education in Saving Life-Storage of Petroleum-Burial Alive -East End Poverty-What is the Future of our Race? . 333 Religious Mania - Hospital Wards for Paying Patients-Risks of Ocean Travelling-Prevention of Disaster at Sea-Capital 437 Modern Pisciculture-Mr. Dutton Cook's Republished Criticisms - The Promise of May--Literary Fund Pensions-Chinese Impressions Concerning England A Spanish Bibliophile-- The Price of an old Print_« The Real Lord Byron"- The Chess Tournament—The Arteries of London 641 Tramp's Haven, The. By F. G. WALLACE-GOODBODY 176 Village Miners. By RichARD JEFFERIES Wagner's “ Siegfried" and the City of the Nibelungs. ' By Kari BLIND 462 Whistling. By Rev. T. F. Thiselton Dyer, M.A.: 392 480 . . 238 542 615 . THE GENTLEMAN'S MAGAZINE. JANUARY 1883. THE NEW ABELARD. A ROMANCE. By Robert BUCHANAN, “ THE SHADOW OF THE SWORD,” "GOD AND THE MAN," ETC. AL'THOR OF Now the Monsters besetting Christian's path were three, and these were their names, - Agnosticism, Materialism, Spiritualism. The first was a chilling Shadow, the second a grinning Skeleton, the third looked like an Angel, but was (methought) a Devil in disguise.—The Pilgrim's PROGRESS (revised to date). PROEM. On the gnawing rocks His leaden load of care ; . B Another and another-straws !—they are gone ! Miriam. But whither goest, then ? On the highest peak, If I should fail Let me go with thee, Walter ! The Sorrowful Shepherdess. N a windy night in the month of May, the full moon was flashing from cloud to cloud, each so small that it began to melt instantaneously beneath her hurried breath ; and in the fulness of the troubled light that she was shedding, the bright tongues of the sea were creeping up closer and closer through the creeks of the surrounding land, till they quivered like quicksilver under the walls of Mossleigh Abbey, standing dark and lonely amongst the Fens. It was a night when, even in that solitude, everything seemed mysteriously and troublously alive. The wind cried as with a living voice, and the croaks of herons answered from the sands. The light of the moon went and came as to a rhythmic respiration ; and when it flashed, the bats were seen flitting with thin z-like cry high up over the waterside, and when it was dimmed, the owl moaned from the ivied walls. At intervals, from the distant lagoons, came the faint “ quack quack” of flocks of ducks at feed. The night was still, but enchanted; subdued, yet quivering with sinister life. Over and above all was the heavy breath of the ocean, crawling nearer and nearer, eager yet fearful, with deep tremors, to the electric wand of that heavenly light. Presently, from inland, came another sound—the quick tramp of a horse's feet coming along the narrow road which wound up to, and past, the abbey ruins. As it grew louder, it seemed that every other sound was hushed, and everything listened to its coming ; till at last, out of the moonbeams and the shadows, flashed a tall white horse, ridden by a shape in black. Arrived opposite the ruins, the horse paused, and its rider, a woman, looked eagerly up and down the road, whereupon, as if at a signal, all the faint sounds of the night became audible again. The woman sat still, listening ; and her face looked like marble. After pausing thus motionless for some minutes, she turned from the road, and walked her horse through the broken wall, across a stonestrewn field, and in through the gloomy arch of the silent abbey, till she reached the roofless space within, where the grass grew rank and deep, mingled with monstrous weeds, and running green and slimy over long-neglected graves. How dark and solemn it seemed between those crumbling walls, which only the dark ivy seemed to hold together with its clutching sinewy fingers ! yet, through each of the broken windows, and through every archway, the moonlight beamed, making streaks of luminous whiteness on the grassy floor. The horse moved slowly, at his own will, picking his way carefully among fragments of fallen masonry, and stopping short at times to inspect curiously some object in his path. All was bright and luminous overhead; all dim and ominous there below. At last, reaching the centre of the place the horse paused, and its rider again became motionless, looking upward. The moonlight pouring through one of the arched windows suffused her face and form. She was a fair woman, fair and tall, clad in a tight-fitting riding dress of black, with black hat and backward-drooping veil. Her hair was golden, almost a golden red, and smoothed down in waves over a low broad forehead. Her eyes were grey and very large, her features exquisitely cut, her mouth alone being, perhaps, though beautifully moulded, a little too full and ripe; but let it be said in passing, this mouth was the soul of her face-large, mobile, warm, |