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point of difficulty for soloists, chorus, and orchestra, even approaches Lohengrin. The amount of labour involved in the preparation of the work must have been enormous, and the first word of praise is certainly due to Signor Vianesi,

who conducted with a steadiness and decision to which the success of the performance must largely be attributed. The part of Elsa was sung and acted by Mdlle. Albani in a truly ideal manner. Not only did she look the character to perfection, but her conception of the romantic and dreamy maiden was admirably carried out, and never exaggerated. Her acting in the great scene with Lohengrin in the third act can hardly be overpraised, while her rendering of the music was not only technically faultless, but in the highest degree artistic. No less praise is due to Mdlle. d'Angeri for her performance of the very thankless part of the venomous Ortrud. With the exception, probably, of Wagner's Tristan und Isolde, no more trying part exists in operatic music than that of Ortrud; and Mdlle. d'Angeri attacked it with a boldness and spirit, and sustained it with a power of endurance which deserve all recognition. Her acting, too, was extremely good, and showed a thorough comprehension of the character. Signor Nicolini's Lohengrin and M. Maurel's Telramund were also most excellent, and Signor Capponi declaimed the part of the herald, which, though important, consists entirely of recitatives, in a very effective manner. The one failure in the performance was in the part of King Henry, which was represented by Herr Seideman, a new comer, who made his first appearance in England on this occasion. Every allowance should of course be made for a débutant; but unfortunately

Herr Seideman's voice is not sufficient, either in volume or compass, for the important part which he undertook. The chorus, which in the opera has much more than the ordinary proportion of work, sang the very difficult music (in spite of some shortcomings) with a general accuracy and spirit which were the more praiseworthy as the choral portion differs so utterly in character from that to which our operatic singers are accustomed; and the splendid band of Covent Garden played the orchestral accompaniments with the utmost finish, a special word of mention being due to the brass instruments for the discretion which they showed in their performance. Wagner employs the brass so freely that without great care on the part of the players the balance of tone will be destroyed. Nothing could have been finer than the rendering of these parts on Saturday evening.

The mise-en-scène of the opera was without doubt one of the most magnificent ever seen at Covent Garden. In each act the opera affords great opportunity for spectacular display, and the scene on the banks of the Scheldt in the first act, the bridal procession of the second, and the mustering of the knights in the third, have probably never been surpassed for brilliance on any stage. The scenery too, particularly that of the cathedral in the second act, was admirable; while special mention ought to be made of the mechanical swan, which plays so important a part in the action, and which if badly contrived would easily excite laughter, but which was admirably devised, its motions being most natural.

The reception of the work by a densely crowded house was most enthusiastic, all the principals being recalled again and again after each act. The temper of the audience may be judged from the fact that they insisted upon encoring the introduction to the third act, though it was then within a few minutes of midnight. Owing to the long pauses between the acts, the opera did not conclude until about a quarter to one, but notwithstanding the lateness of the hour a very small proportion of the audience left their seats until the final fall of the curtain.

How far Lohengrin is likely to take a permanent place here it would be hazardous to conjecture. Whether it will ever become really popular with the

class who mostly support the opera is very doubt-
ful. Curiosity had certainly much to do with the
large attendance at the first performance, and it
was significant that the warmest applause came
from the upper part of the house. Musicians,
both professional and amateur, will gladly welcome
frequent opportunities of hearing the work; but
it is not upon musicians that Mr. Gye depends for
his subscription-list. By the time that six per-
formances of the opera have been given we shall
be better able to estimate the chances of Wagner's
future position here; meanwhile it is well that
recognition has at last been given to the genius
of one of the most remarkable musicians of the
present century.
EBENEZER PROUT.

Lohengrin has necessarily extended, we are unable
OWING to the length to which our notice of

to do more than record the chief features of the

fourth Philharmonic concert, which took place at
St. James's Hall last Monday. The programme
was excellent, but far too long, including two
symphonies, one of which was the "Choral," a
pianoforte concerto, and three vocal numbers.
Mozart's lovely symphony in D (the one known
as the "Haffner" symphony) was the opening
piece, but the specialty of the first part was the
vico Breitner of Liszt's piano concerto in E flat.
performance by Signor (query "Herr"?) Ludo-
The player made on this occasion his first ap-
pearance in England, and by the excellence of his
rendering of the very exacting work produced a
marked impression. The second part of the con-
cert was occupied by Beethoven's Ninth (Choral)
Symphony, which was first performed at the Phil-
harmonic concerts just fifty years ago, in the

season of 1825.

AT the New Philharmonic concert last Saturday a very remarkable début was made by a new pianist, Mrs. Beesley, a pupil of Dr. Bülow. The lady joined her master in Bach's concerto for two pianos in C minor, and in Schumann's Variations, Op. 46, but besides this, played Liszt's Concerto in E flat in such masterly style (if the term may appropriately be applied to a lady's playing) as at once to establish her reputation. The concerto was conducted by Dr. Bülow. Mrs. Beesley's performance was received with the applause it so richly deserved; and her further appearances will be looked for with interest.

MISS FLORENCE MAY gave a pianoforte recital at Willis's Rooms last Saturday afternoon, assisted by Signor Papini as violinist, and Miss Sophie Löwe as vocalist. The very excellent programme comprised two Preludes and Fugues by Bach, Schumann's "Faschingsschwank aus Wien," Beethoven's "Kreutzer" Sonata, piano solos by Scarlatti and Bennett, a violin solo composed and played by Signor Papini, and songs by Schumann, Brahms and Sullivan.

MDME. MARIE ANGELO gave a piano recital at St. James's Hall on Wednesday afternoon, assisted by Miss Edith Wynne and Mr. Santley. The programme included, besides pieces by Beethoven, Weber, Mendelssohn, &c., two numbers for the left hand alone. However useful as exercises such things may be, they are certainly out of place at a public performance, as they serve simply to show the skill of the player, and can, from their very, nature, have no artistic value. If we are provided with two hands, why use only one?

A SERIES of six Summer Concerts is announced at the Crystal Palace, the first of which takes place this afternoon. Among the works promised are Beethoven's Choral Symphony, a selection from Gade's Erl-King's Daughter, the first movement of Beethoven's violin concerto (why only the first movement?) to be played by Herr Wilhelmj, and as a very interesting novelty, a concerto in G minor by Handel for oboe and orchestra, the oboe part being played by that admirable artist M. Dubrucq. The chief features of to-day's concert are Beethoven's "Choral Fantasia" (piano, Mr.

Charles Halle) and Schubert's unfinished symphony in B minor.

THIS afternoon one of the chief events of the musical season takes place at the Albert Hall in the first performance of Verdi's "Requiem," under the direction of the illustrious composer. The work will be repeated on Wednesday evening next at the same place. The solo parts will on each occasion be sung by the four artists who have taken part in the work at the recent performances in Paris-Mesdames Stolz and Waldmann, and Signori Masini and Medini. We shall notice the work in detail next week; at present we will only say that having been present at the full rehearsal on Wednesday, we can confidently promise those who attend the performances a treat of a very high order.

MESSRS. JOSEF LUDWIG AND HI. DAUBERT have commenced a series of chamber concerts at the New Gallery, Argyll Street, Oxford Circus, the first of which took place last Wednesday. The programme included Brahms's pianoforte quartett in A, played by Miss Agnes Zimmermann and Messrs Ludwig, Bernhardt, and Daubert; Chopin's Introduction and Polonaise in C (Miss Zimmermann and Herr Daubert), Mozart's Divertimento in E flat for violin, viola, and violoncello; violin solos by Herr Ludwig, and songs by Miss Sophie Löwe. The second concert is fixed for Wednes

day week.

M. J. WILD, the head of the music-publishing firm of Schonenberger, died at Paris on the 6th inst., at the age of 82.

AT the Carltheater, Leipzig, Verdi's Aïda was announced for performance on the 28th ult. by the opera company from Chemnitz. A well-filled house was awaiting the rise of the curtain, when an announcement was made from the stage that an injunction had been obtained against the performance, and that the money would be returned. It is said that Messrs. Bote and Bock, the publishers of the music, had obtained the injunction on the ground that the director of the operatic company had only received permission to perform the work" in Chemnitz and the neighbourhood."

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MAY 22, 1875.]

SATURDAY, MAY 22, 1875.
No. 159, New Series.

position of a professed and acknowledged
minor poet.

Mr. Scott has done none of these things. He has not neglected his poetical impulses; he has not left them to the tender mercies of his executors. Neither has he cared at to correspond with the writers of, rejected scrannel verses wherewith to pad a few stated intervals to squeeze out a volume of manuscript.

THE EDITOR cannot undertake to return, or

It is particularly requested that all business letters regarding the supply of the paper, &c., may be addressed to the PUBLISHER,

and not to the EDITOR.

LITERATURE.

happy lines. He has evidently written
when and only when he was in the vein,
a time of life
and has thus been able, at
endeavouring to impair what reputation
when most poetical workers are usually
they have gained, to come forward with a
goodly and almost a virgin offering of
poetry wherewith to make good his title to
the name of poet.

The matter contained in this volume
divides itself pretty naturally under the
three heads of ballads, sonnets, and mis-
cellaneous poems. The ballads are of
various patterns, from the simple common
measure unencumbered or unadorned with
refrains, to the more ambitious structures of
which the following is a specimen stanza :-
"On the carven bed in the lighted bower

Turned lady Janet, May Jean,
Waiting it seemed to her hour on hour
Hearing the wind creak the vane on the tower.

The tide-wave breathes by sink and swell.
Why is she watching with eye and ear,
Shadowed and restless in fever and fear,
When the bolt is drawn and no one near?
Sees she or hears she anything

Except the lamp's flame and the moth's wing?

Sea foam seethes the empty shell.”

Poems. By William Bell Scott. Illustrated
by the Author and L. Alma Tadema.
(London: Longmans & Co., 1875.)
THIS dainty volume is in many respects a
work of peculiar and unusual interest. It is
one of a class whose members are very much
less numerous than they should be. The
work of a man who is not and does not claim
to be a professional poet, it contains the care-
fully-garnered poetical produce which has
now and again been as a by-work produced
in a life mainly devoted to other branches of
culture and art. Such by-works have al-
ways a great and peculiar attraction, as Mr.
Browning, in lines which everyone knows,
has pointed out. But it so happens that
when such work takes the form of poetry,
its value and consequently its interest is
No one, we suppose, will deny that this is
peculiarly great. For poetry, standing in a finely-wrought stanza, and a picture well
this respect alone of the arts, and drawing presented, and the same may be said of the
an additional dignity from this solitude, is whole poem (the first in the book) in which
to a certain extent independent of pro- it occurs. Perhaps its fault, if it have a
fessional study, of mere acquirement and fault, is that it is a little too elaborate, the
knack. The amplest and most apprecia- poetical effect being somewhat sacrificed to
tive contemplation of paintings will not the pictorial, and the doubly varied burthen
make a man a painter, the devoutest and in every stanza contributing to produce a
most constant attention to performed music distraction of the attention to the details
will not make a man a musician. But it is from the whole. No such charge can be
the glory of poetry that every one who can brought against "Kriemhild's Tryste,"
appreciate poetry is potentially a poet, and which is a very spirited version of the
that the potentiality needs neither instruc-Lorelei story. "The Witch's Ballad,"
tion nor practice to develope it. A sufficient though its dialect strikes us as a little
study of good models, and an occasional patchy, is also very good.
heat of mood sufficient to accomplish the
poetical projection, are the only conditions
necessary to enable a cultured or culturable
nature to produce a poem which shall be a
poem, and not a copy of verses. Allow for
the greater or lesser frequency with which
this heat of mood occurs, and for the steadi-
ness with which it is sustained, and you
have the difference-a difference much more
of degree than of kind-between what is
generally called a great and what is generally
called a minor poet. But it must be ac-
knowledged that but few men make a right
use of the poetical possibilities which lie in
them. Sometimes circumstances, or indolence,
or the half-indolent fastidiousness which so
frequently accompanies culture prevent a man
from indulging his genius at all. Sometimes
the poems are written and remain in the
desk till the dismal act of faith which a
man's friends usually celebrate after his
death commits them unread to the flames.
Sometimes, more usually and less tolerably,
the casual impulse is mistaken for a voca-
tion, and the man assumes the enviable

We are not sure that Mr. Scott's sonnets

please us so well. There is a very general
opinion, an opinion which probably con-
siders itself safe under the shadow of
Wordsworth's patronage, that the special
function of the sonnet is to serve as a ve-
hicle for the conveyance of any tolerably
single and serious thought which may occur
to a man, and which may seem to him to
deserve or to be in any way capable of
poetical expression. "When found-make
a sonnet of" is the unspoken motto of the
poetical Captain Cuttles who take this
view. We would by no means insinuate
that Mr. Scott is of this opinion, we are
quite sure that he is not; but his practice
might occasionally give some colour to an
insinuation of the kind. For instance, there
are here three sonnets on Wordsworth him-
self; the criticism they contain is absolutely
just and fair, nor would it be possible to put
the truth about Wordsworth better. But
what on earth is the meaning of criticism in
verse, and if we allow it where is our toler-
ance to stop? Why should we not have

or the

the "Loves of the Triangles"
savoury treatise of the Abbé Robbé at
once? How well Mr. Scott can write in
this form when he is better advised, the fol-
lowing will show :-

Young men and maidens, darkling, pair by pair,
Travelled a road cut through an ancient wood:
It was a twilight in a warm land, good
To dwell in; the path rose up like a stair,
And yet they never ceased nor sat down there;
Above them shone brief glimpses of blue sky,
Between the black boughs plumed funereally
Before them was a faint light, faint but fair.
Onward they walked, onward I with them went

Expecting some thrice-welcome home would show
A hospitable board and baths and rest;
But still we looked in vain, all hopes were spent,
No home appeared; and still they onward go,
I too, footweary traveller, toward the West."
But it is neither among the sonnets nor
among the ballads contained in this volume
that the clearest evidences of Mr. Scott's
poetical power are to be sought. His par-
ticular forte is in the management of the
loose and irregular, but most effective and
peculiarly English metre whose base is the
catalectic dimeter trochaic. There are in
this volume some half-dozen poems in this
metre, and we wish there were more, for
Mr. Scott manages it with rare skill. Of
all metres it is the aptest to degenerate into
doggrel, or to stiffen into prose, and here
there is no trace of either. The first poem
in which it is used, "Anthony," is a very
remarkable piece of diablerie, and shows
unusual powers in that style. Memories of
Félicien Rops' frontispiece to Gaspard de la
Nuit, and of Henri de Brés' strange little
piece in the Brussels Musée float before us
as we read these lines:-
:-

"Then came a sound,

The regular chaunt of a litany-
Doubtless to Hecat or Venus-and they
Who chaunted it were seen nowhere,
Neither on ground nor in the air;
Nor was there green field or blue sky,
Or tree, or stream; but all was brown,
And flames like lamps leapt up and down:
Nor saw I aught living in doublet or gown,
Till we came to the market-place, where stood
Instead of a cross, an image of wood,
A huge-faced image, with ass's ears,
And horns and a tongue and eyes full of leers,
Bodyless, only a block, whence grew
Lopped arms and shameless parts; before
The image flickered a flame dark blue,
And round it, hand in hand, a score
Of dark brown men and women ran,
Naked as devils."

Mr. Scott's double vocation has here stood
him in good stead. The composition is
admirable; you have only to shut your eyes
and the nightmare is realisable at once,
while at the same time the details are not
insisted upon too much. The whole poem
(which we believe appeared, though com-
posed many years ago, in the Fortnightly not
long since), is worth quotation, and so, in
hardly a lesser degree, is "Midnight." Two
other poems of very different subjects, but
cast in a similar form and of similarly suc-
cessful execution, are "The Venerable Bede
in the Nineteenth Century," and
"The
Music of the Spheres." And lastly, it is in
this metre that the "Fable," which worthily
closes the volume, is written. Four lines
from this fable quoted by Mr. Swinburne
first attracted the writer's attention to Mr.
Scott's poems, and set him years ago on a
fruitless quest for them among the book-

shops. Indeed, the whole passage with which these lines open is worth extracting :

"He had seen the moon's eclipse
Through the fire from Etna's lips,
With Orion had he spoken,
His fast with honey-dew had broken,
Seen the nether world unveiled,
Nor had fainted nor had quailed;
And here he stands amidst the throng,
On his tongue a wise sweet song.
In his hand a laurel fair,

An opal rainbow round his hair,
Truth reigning from his great mild eye,
And in his heart humility."

One small thing (and yet nothing of the kind is really small) we have against Mr. Scott, and to introduce it we may quote his "Dedicatio Postica" to the three poets whose names will go down to posterity as the poets of this generation:"Not many years ago in life's midday

I laid the pen aside and rested still
Like one barefooted on a shingly hill.
Three poets then came past, each young as May,
Year after year, upon their upward way,

And each one reached his hand out as he passed,
And over me his friendship's mantle cast,
And went on singing every one his lay.
Which was the earliest? methinks 'twas he

Who from the Southern laurels fresh leaves brought, Then he who from the North learned Scaldic power, And last the youngest, with the rainbow wrought About his head; a symbol and a dowerBut I can't choose between these brethren three."

Everyone will allow that this is a very beautiful and graceful tribute; but every one must see that its beauty is sadly marred by the ugly word "can't" in the last line. These purely colloquial contractions are in most cases fatal to poetry, and Mr. Scott uses them rather too often for our comfort.

We have not yet spoken of the designs with which the book is embellished, They are, it is hardly necessary to say, very dif. ferent from the smooth inanities which usually do duty as book illustrations, and which bear "made to order" in legible characters on their faces. We must confess, however, that Mr. Alma Tadema's contributions are, with the exception of "Eric and the Water-Witch," somewhat disap. pointing. In the first, "Janet," the counterpane is pleasing, but we defy the acutest interpreter to identify the face on the pillow In the last, the "Sphinx," the smug contentment of the countenance could not be more unsphinxlike. Many of Mr. Scott's own illustrations are very satisfactory. Recreating Genii" we like particularly, as also "A Study from Nature," and the two etchings which illustrate the series of sonnets called "The Old Scotch House." Not only these, but most of the others, are correctly described by Mr. Scott as "rather pictorial analogues to the sentiment and meaning of the poems than direct representations." And, undoubtedly, this is exactly what illustrations to poems should be.

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Altogether the book is satisfactory both as a production and a possession. It is a worthy effort to help on the golden age when for every moment of a man's life there shall be a song to read, a picture to see, a movement of music to hear and to enjoy. To the furniture of not a few such moments Mr. Scott's volume will contribute.

GEORGE SAINTSBURY.

On the Class of Rude Stone Monuments which are commonly called in England By

Cromlechs, and in France Dolmens. W. C. Lukis, M.A., F.S.A. (Ripon Printed for the Author by Johnson & Co. London: Simpkin, Marshall & Co., 1875.) A FEW years ago died in Guernsey an old man who retained his faculties in a wonderful degree to the last, whose extent of information was surprising, but not greater than his energy in collecting information on all antiquarian and scientific subjects, or his accuracy of observation, or his willingness to impart his knowledge to others.

He had formed a valuable and extensive collection of antiquities, of plans and drawings of ancient remains in Great Britain, the Channel Islands, and France. His sons inherited his tastes, and were from boyhood taught to observe accurately, to delineate faithfully, and to conclude logically. One of these sons is the author of the pamphlet named above. Notwithstanding professional labours he has contributed various papers to antiquarian societies, and no one could be more fit to examine the prehistoric remains which, spread over the world, abound most in the north-west of France.

Having the intention of writing an account of the French monuments, Mr. Lukis has relating to one class of them, which he deems thought fit first to dispel certain "notions"

erroneous.

Why,

and he was aware that such a first at. He was compelled to take a great part, tempt was sure to contain many errors. second-hand, and was unable in most inprobably the greater part, of his evidence to warrant his trusting to them. stances to obtain plans of accuracy enough then, did he erect a superstructure of his own on such foundation, and detract from the value of his work by drawing conclusions from evidence which turns out to be unsound? Mr. Lukis quotes Mr. Fergusson's work, not because Mr. Fergusson alone holds erroneous views, but because the errors complained of are collected in that work and are therein available to the student.

"I venture to say that in the foregoing articles, none of my criticisms of the examples of the three ideal classes have been strained. The greater number I have personally examined and planned, and I am therefore able to speak of them with confidence."

No one who takes an interest in the subject of early sepulture must neglect to give patient attention to Mr. Lukis's pamphlet.

H. DRYDEN.

Rough Notes of Journeys made in the Years 1868, '69, '70, '71, '72, and '73; in Syria, down the Tigris, Kashmir, Ceylon, Japan, Mongolia, Siberia, the United States, the Sandwich Islands, and Australia. In One Volume. (London: Trübner & Co., 1875.)

"It is my object to give, in as concise a form as the importance of my subject will permit, A PERSISTENT diary, interspersed with intellithe result of my enquiries into the nature and gent remarks, not so much profound or origin of those rude stone monuments, commonly speculative as prosaic and utilitarian, necesistent, or of which we have trustworthy record." called cromlechs or dolmens, which are now ex-sarily egotistical-here and there, perhaps, Clearly the first thing to be done in such a study is to make, or obtain, accurate plans of the various structures; and, in the case of the dolmens, to obtain the most accurate account possible of their contents.

"The investigator must have long acquaintance with the monuments, sufficient dexterity in drawing and surveying to make accurate plans, sections, and elevations, be a close and unbiassed observer, and then have leisure to devote his intelligence to the scrutiny."

Those of our readers who have taken the trouble to examine printed plans and delineations, and to compare them with the monuments themselves, are aware how seldom the plans and delineations can be relied on. Mr. Lukis has not only collected all the available information on the subject, but has gone through much manual labour in excavating and examining minutely the contents of many dolmens. He has with assistance planned numbers of lines and dolmens and cromlechs, and has examined the moveable remains contained in the various museums which he has been able

to visit.

There will remain to the end of time men who cannot be made to understand that two sides of a triangle are greater than the third, and to those persons we cannot recommend Mr. Lukis or his pamphlet. They would not be persuaded in opposition to their erroneous notions. Mr. Fergusson, in publishing his well-known work on Rude Stone Monuments in all Countries, attempted that which no one had attempted before,

unpleasantly so-prolonged through more than six hundred octavo pages of small close print-such is a brief description of the volume we have to consider. The anonymous author is an unmistakeable traveller. Less than five years is found a sufficient period for him to accomplish three journeys, each of which has in its favour the charm of interest, the warrant of distance, and the pungency of adventure. In the first of these he starts from London, and crossing Mont Cenis, embarks at Brindisi for Alex. andria, whence, after a pleasant détour to Jaffa and Jerusalem, he steams through the Suez Canal down the Red Sea to Bombay, Traversing India, via Delhi, Cawnpore, and Lucknow, to Calcutta, he embarks for Rangoon, Maulmain. and the Straits of Malacca; re-embarking at Singapore, to visit Hong Kong, Saigon, Canton, Shanghai, Japan, and Tientsin-from which latter place he hires a cart for Pekin. From Pekin the journey is made to St. Petersburg by Kiachta.

The second tour commences at Halifax, whence the reader is led, through the Mammoth Caves of Kentucky, Chicago, and the Salt Lake City, to San Francisco. From this point he is taken, via the Sandwich Islands, New Zealand, Australia, and Tasmania, to Ceylon, completing the long ocean circuit in the Gulf of Suez. Revisiting Jerusalem, the author returns to England by Alexandria and Marseilles. Palestine is reintroduced at the opening of the third book. Hence the panorama is made to represent successively Aleppo, Diarbekir, Mosul, Baghdad, Babylon and Karachi.

Scenes from Sind and the Panjab follow; more also from India generally, from China, Japan, Ceylon, and Australia. Finally, we have again Alexandria and Port Said, with a homeward route "by Brindisi, Venice, and Vienna."

This is bona fide travelling, though for the most part in regions often before described,

or over an ocean indescribable in detail. Not the least interesting of the land journeys recorded is that from Pekin to Kiachta and Tobolsk-thrown into the shade, it is true, on comparison with the more remarkable routes of Mr. Ney Elias; and less extraordinary than the elaborated explorations of Colonel Prijevalsky. But the first is a gold medallist of the Royal Geographical Society, and the second has yet to be rendered intelligible in an English dress. Our present traveller proceeded by a tolerably direct road to Urga, through Kalgan, past the Mingen or 1,000 le milestone, near the Salt Lake Iren, and across the desert plain of Thagan Tugarick. From Urga to Kiachta he makes the distance 176 miles. At Troitkosarfsk, the telegraph station of Kiachta, we are told that the electric wire holds communication with St. Petersburg, a distance of 6,200 versts, or about 4,150 miles. The mode of discovering a Lama king, when required, is thus related in the diary kept at Kiachta:

"The Kutuchtú, or Lama King of the Mongols, who, when he is in the flesh, resides at the Lamasary at Urga, died some time this year. He was a young man, not much over twenty, and it was said he had been poisoned. Soon after his death a deputation of Lamas visited Pekin, to learn from the Emperor in what direction they were to proceed in order to find the living being into whose body had passed the immortal part of their deceased Kutuchtú. The Emperor instructed them that they must proceed to Thibet, the home of the head of the Buddhists, the Dalai-Lama, and there they would find the child into whose body the soul of the Kutuchtú had found its way. The journey to Thibet is a long one, and beset with difficulties, if not with some dangers, and this has induced the authorities at the Lamasaries at Urga to consult Mr. Grant as to the best mode of proceeding, and as to the probable cost of the journey; and they would fain have Mr. Grant with them, at any rate up to the borders of Thibet. As we passed through Urga, two Lamas from the Lamasary came to consult Mr. Grant on the subject. It is proposed that a party of some seven or eight lamas shall proceed at once to Thibet, learn the whereabouts of the young child, the incarnation of their Kutuchtú, and prepare the way for the advance of some 500 lamasa number thought adequate to accompany the infant Kutuchtú from Thibet to his future home at Urga. I don't know how they manage at Urga during the interregnum between the departure and the return of their Kutuchtú; but I do not hear that anything has taken place to interfere with or to disturb the good order and quiet of that Buddhist establishment " (pp. 120-21).

Tomsk, the capital of Western Siberia, a city of 20,000 inhabitants and 4,000 publichouses, is famous for its bees, of which "3,000 hives are sometimes kept on one farm, producing some 60,000 lb. of honey in one season (p. 139). The boundary pillar dividing Europe from Asia is situated "within a stone's throw of the road" over the Ural mountains, 1,600 feet from the sea-level, between the postal stations of Taletzar and Behmbrurkia (pp. 158-59).

Very correct is the picture of the Russians of the Kama and Volga:

"They seem never to thin their hair; it is cut or clipped round, and looks as if the operator had placed a bowl on the victim's head to guide him in his work. If a man's waistcoat is buttoned over his shirt, the tail of his shirt is always all. Though the thermometer may be at 90°, he left sticking outside his trousers, and perhaps over wears a great-coat. Boots he almost always wears. Out of a hundred or more passengers now on board, there is only one of either sex whose legs are not encased in a pair of jack-boots, and that fellow can afford nothing better than a pair of bark shoes" (p. 162).

It might have been added that the shirt is commonly of a rose or brick colour, and that the hat, like an inverted flower-pot, is a fit accompaniment to the rest of the attire.

The author is hard upon Persia (p. 374), and we will not dispute his estimate of its poor condition, though his knowledge of the country is limited to the seaports of Bushahr, Lingah, and Bandar Abbas. But when he says: "Were it not that we think it politic to bolster it up against what we seem to consider our natural Eastern enemy, but which many people consider merely in the light of a bugbear-Russia-it would not be long in crumbling to pieces; " we think his criticism at fault. It is, perhaps, not so much to the fact of "bolstering up," as to the mode of applying the bolsters, that exception should be taken.

In alluding to the startling query (p. 34) whether conversion to Christianity should be carried on in a land where the greater liberty allowed to converts necessarily increases their household expenditure, we do so merely to remark that any satire therein contemplated fails in its object by the asso

ciation of Musalmán and Hindú to illustrate the argument. The former, it need scarcely be said, is already one of a "flesheating people," and enjoys his butcher's meat under the laws of Islam.

There is an occasional tone of censoriousness in the book which can hardly add to its popularity. Folly as it flies is fair game to the traveller as to the indoor philosopher; but the sport should be carried on under certain restrictions. The conduct of" young Indian officers" and "youngsters in European regiments" is, doubtless, often amenable to censure; but when, reading of the individuals taken to task for serious offences in the later chapters of this volume (p. 474), we recall the type so rudely handled for mere boyish prattle at the very outset (p. 18), we must be pardoned for withholding judgment on the data given. Nor do we subscribe to the conclusions drawn by the author (p. 476), that the heroism of the past is not sure of repetition in future emergencies. Whatever injury may have been done to the native army of India by stripping its regiments of that corporate character which, when turned to good account, was a warrant of distinction, the spirit which animated its bygone heroes has no more become extinct than has the objectionable treatment of natives become the practice of every subaltern of the present day. We maintain that the Indian officerif the term can be applied, under existing circumstances, to the military man launched

in an Indian career-is true as ever to his calling; and, however sensible to slights, real or imaginary, will not fail to prove his professional worth, if occasion offer. At the same time we are quite ready to recognise much common sense and truth in the opinions expressed on the relative positions of European and native in India in other passages of the diary (pp. 394-5); and to admit the necessity of reform.

Revision of the text might have been beneficially exercised, to avoid reiterations of facts and sentiments; at times, repetitions of the language in which these are expressed. Thus, at page 193, in an interesting account of the forest of Calaveras, the writer states: "One hardly realises the full size of these big trees while they are standing; it is only when stretched upon the ground that we become impressed by their monstrous dimensions." A page and a half further on he says: "It is not until a tree is down, stretched on the ground, that you become sensible of its dimensions." Again, at page 337, we are informed, in a description of Diarbekir: "the population of this place is variously stated as being between 25,000 and 50,000 souls;" and two pages further, 'this Diarbekir should be a place of some consequence, seeing it contains from 25,000 to 50,000 souls." The accurate spelling of native proper names is yet a vexata quaestio, and advantage is here taken of the controversy but this does not authorise the change of "Bishop Milman" into "Bishop Milner," as effected in page 26. F. J. GOLDSMID.

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Social Life at the English Universities in the Eighteenth Century. Compiled by Christopher Wordsworth, M.A. (Cambridge: Deighton, Bell & Co. London: George Bell & Sons, 1874.)

MR. WORDSWORTH deserves the thanks of both Universities for this valuable and amusing, carefully edited and beautifully printed book. A volume of upwards of 700 pages, designed to illustrate simply the social aspects of English academic life, and that too as this life presents itself during a comparatively limited period, would, perhaps, at first sight suggest that a process of condensation or selection might have been advantageously employed; but an examination of the contents will show that these pages very rarely offer us anything which has not a definite value in relation to the subject. We have here a little museum, as it were, of curiosities and relics, showing us what were the habits and customs of Oxford and Cambridge at a time when, notwithstanding the tenacity with which academic traditions have held their own, the points of contrast to the present day are perhaps quite as numerous as those which present themselves on a comparison of the aspects of ordinary life at the same period. "A singular condition," says Mr. Carlyle, in his Life of Sterling, schools which have come down, in their strange old clothes and courses of study,' from the monkish ages into this highly unmonkish one-tragical condition, at which the intelligent observer makes deep pause." By Mr. Wordsworth's assistance every reader

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will be enabled to exchange any such feeling of innocent astonishment for one of more satisfactory comprehension. An excellent Table of Contents and Index make the volume easy of reference, notwithstanding its multifarious character; and it is precisely the kind of book which every student on the banks of the Isis or the Cam who wishes to enter into the significance of the features peculiar to such an experience, will gladly place on his shelf side by side with the University Calendar. He will here find an explanation of the process by which a three-legged stool came to transmit its name to the final honour examinations at Cambridge. He will be enlightened as to the academic origin of phrases like "Hobson's Choice" and "Neck or Nothing." Or he may trace and compare, step by step, the career of an eighteenth-century undergraduate with his own; and chuckle over an age when the coach from London to Oxford lumbered in after a two days' journey; when "hall" was at twelve o'clock, and attendance there in white stockings and low shoes was de rigueur; when battledore and shuttlecock, leap-frog, skittles, and bellringing were recognised amusements, and men, if they rowed at all, did so in enormous "tubs "and in square caps; when the college barber went round to call the men for chapel and shave them-the lazy ones as they lay in bed; when private tutors examined their own pupils for University honours, and were, notoriously, not oblivious of their ancient intimacy; when the university sub-librarian received only 107. per annum, and was consequently found by visitors, as Uffenbach found Hearne, "very eager for his fee; and when the Terrae Filius at Oxford and the "Tripos at Cambridge publicly satirised the authorities in compositions the scurrility of which seems but very imperfectly redeemed by their wit.

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But while the volume abounds with anecdote, facetiae, and details of obsolete and amusing customs, it also contains much that serves to illustrate the less superficial characteristics of the century. In the first eighty pages Mr. Wordsworth points out to what an extent party politics then prevailed, and with what effects. To professors who think it within the province of the academic chair to discuss contemporary politics, and to politicians who see no sufficient reason for withholding the borough franchise from undergraduates, we may the symptoms of a period when regulations concerning gowns and the closing of taverns produced a lively ferment, solely, it would seem, because they had been recommended by a Whig chancellor and enforced by a Whig proctor. In his next volume, for which Mr. Wordsworth encourages us to look, we shall be better able to understand the causes that led to the low state of the intellectual life at this time, and of those studies which constitute the real raison d'être of such communities. He gives us here, however (pp. 83-87), a glimpse into the condition of affairs with respect to the professorial body. In the eighteenth century it was not often that the professors condescended to lecture at all; though Dr. Parr, in his famous Spital sermon, seems to have held that he had sufficiently vindicated their

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among the latter, they too often preferred the wealthier and idler members. This was found prejudicial to discipline and was consequently discouraged; and then "donnishness" became conspicuous. A formal etiquette, none the less scrupulously observed because it was a lex non scripta, divided the learners from those whom the founder had intended to be their teachers. It was thus that, when the offices of dean, tutors, and bursar had been assigned, the remaining Fellows found themselves entirely without occupation. It was open to them to accept a mastership at some grammar school in the country, but such a position was scarcely regarded with more favour in the last century than in the time of Erasmus. In default, therefore, of influence and connexion, there was little to be done but to take occasional clerical duty, and wait patiently for a college living. And hence at every college there was a larger or smaller number of Fellows of whose life an Oxford professor has left us both the sombre and the brighter picture in his well-known "Progress of Discontent."

reputation-so far at least as Cambridge was concerned when he pointed out that there were really not many instances in which they had "disgraced" their chairs "by notorious incapacity or criminal negligence. Simultaneously with the growth of political feeling and the decay of learning, Mr. Wordsworth notes the first appearance of that peculiar product of university life known as "donnishness." The later age at which students then began to be admitted and "the violence and suspicion" resulting from party struggles, were, he considers, in some measure, the cause of this phenomenon; but there can be little doubt that it was mainly the outcome of a selfish disregard for the true uses of college foundations. The founders of our colleges designed, with scarcely an exception, that these societies should support only those who were either really learners or really teachers. The original seven years training in the subjects of the Trivium and Quadrivium, followed by another seven years of theological studies, during which the Fellow would probably be called upon successively to act as "cursory reader," The qualifications which Mr. Wordsworth "regent,' or ordinary reader,' "in the has brought to his task are of so high an Schools, represented one continuous course order that we cannot but hope they may of study in nearly every recognised branch some day be bestowed on the investigation of learning, combined at regular intervals of the more difficult questions that beset with the office of instructing others. A the enquirer at the earlier periods of uniyouthful bachelor on the foundation of Mer- versity history. Occasionally he traces back ton or Peterhouse in the fifteenth century, his subject to these times; as, for instance, who, after the requisite training in gram- where he quotes the opinion of Anthony mar, logic, and rhetoric, and keeping his Wood that the dress of the scholars is acts with credit, had thought fit to de- supposed to have been in imitation of clare his intention of reposing on his laurels, that of the Benedictines. We should be and leading thenceforth a purely contem- glad if Mr. Planché, in his Cyclopaedia plative existence, would have been very of Costume, could throw any light on this summarily reminded by the authorities that question. The notable decree of the Coun colleges were not meant for monks. cil at Aachen, in the year 817, which drew, by degrees, the subjects both of the Trivium for the first time, a broad line between the and Quadrivium were compressed within a secular scholars and the oblati and the three years' course, while the titles of B.D. monks, would seem rather to render it proand D.D. came to represent little more than bable that an attempt would be made to a certain academic standing, the resident distinguish the first from the latter two Fellow, unless engaged in teaching, found by some difference of dress. But however himself under no obligation or stimulus to this may have been, it seems most probable study. Even his duties as a teacher were that the fashion of the English academic often almost wholly neglected, although the garment, like so many of our early univerrestrictions imposed in many colleges, with sity statutes, and even the rules of our regard to the number of pupils whom each university libraries, was borrowed from Fellow was permitted to take, for a long time Paris. And if we adopt Anthony Wood's led to the majority of the Fellows in resi- theory, it is worthy of note how much more dence having at least nominal duties to per- closely the gown, whether of Oxford or form-duties, it is to be observed, partly Cambridge, resembles that of a Benedictine representing those which the university of St. Denis, as represented in Helyot, than professors had contrived to shirk. Then that of an English Benedictine as given in came a time when men of teaching power Dugdale's Monasticon. and sympathetic minds-like Whichcote and Tuckney at Emmanuel in the seventeenth century, and Richard Laughton, of Clare Hall, in the eighteenth (Mr. Wordsworth's research supplies us with no equally eminent examples at Oxford)-drew around them large numbers of pupils, and, the former restrictions being removed, less popular tutors found their occupations gone; then gradually the function of "tutor" lapsed into one or two hands at each college, while the office became entirely dissociated from that of the "coach" or instructor. Systematic intercourse between the majority of the Fellows and the undergraduate body was thus reduced to a minimum; and whenever the former were willing to find companions

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We shall look with much interest for the result of Mr. Wordsworth's research in connexion with the Individual Studies and Religious Life of our universities (on which he is still engaged) during the same period as that whose lighter characteristics he has so successfully investigated.

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J. BASS MULLINGER.

The Annals of a Fortress. By Viollet le Duc. Translated by Benjamin Bucknall. (London Sampson Low & Co., 1875.) Ir is now a good many years since The Military Architecture of the Middle Ages was given to the English public. Its author, M. Viollet le Duc, was previously known as a

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