period who belongs to the over-educated classes. He indulges a tendency to speculation, is ignorant in two or three foreign languages, and admits only the severest literature into his sanctum. Whether such a character is likely o make a good hero or not, even in a novel, is perhaps an open question. But Geoffrey, in Down the Way, is but a conventional portrait, and there are none of those little touches which give life. As he invariably treats young ladies with deliberate contempt, he generally excites a tender interest in the female bosom. So is it with Laura, a much fresher and more natural character, described somewhat after the manner of Miss Broughton's heroines. She is awkward and ugly, that is to say, at the beginning of the book, though at the end she has apparently become gracious and beautiful. She is also the ill-treated one in a large family of girls, and has brought upon herself much of the neglect with which she is visited by her own peevishness and jealousy. Geoffrey treats her with unusual condescension, because he feels that he can "widen her life," and to do this is apparently his vocation. Of course the reader knows what will happen; but, unfortunately, Geoffrey is beset by searchings of heart and the beauty of Laura's elder sister, whose life he has also been "widening." He prefers playing a hazardous game of hideand-seek to being openly engaged, and things drift to a very pretty pass. Here, however, the deus ex machina drops from heaven in the shape of a robust doctor who uses severe words (they are not nearly severe enough) to Geoffrey's sensibility. The padding of the three volumes is made up of sundry sketches which seem taken more directly from literature than from life. Down the Way has evidently been written with care, but the style is monotonous and stiff. The Man She Cared For is a provoking book. The author has got hold of a fairly good plot, but keeps the dénoûment concealed long after it is inevitable, not without nudging the reader in the ribs continually and whispering him what to expect. It was a little naïve of Hamilton Redclove to walk about the streets of Liverpool for an evening in order to discover an erring waif of humanity, but he was the nephew of a Peer and had been brought up in expectations. Liverpool, he discovered, was a large and intricate place with many streets; however, next day he wisely had recourse to the police. The plot turns upon the concealment of some papers proving a first marriage, and the history of their concealment is sufficiently improbable. There is a wicked old lord in the background who pulls the strings. Why or how he contrived to ruin Aggie Challis is left a good deal to the reader's imagination; but he is certainly wicked, and marries a young lady of the Opera Drolatique at an advanced age. Aggie Challis is the best character in the book; her companions are very shadowy, though Mrs. Dangerfield's dread and jealousy is told with some power. The Birmingham mechanic is not like most mechanics in ordinary life; and Hamilton Redclove is assuredly to be congratulated on wards" when he had "crushed in" his skull recovering and "living happily ever afteragainst an iron fender. Torwood's Trust, allowing for some large improbabilities, is a good book, and has a good hero. It would indeed be difficult to avoid being heroic if one was bronzed and bearded, six feet two, possessed of a competence, and moreover called Torrington Torwood. Miss Everett-Green manages her plot, in spite of its intricacy, with genuine skill, and there is plenty of incident and surprise. But we wish she had been content to bring her novel to a close when the avayvópioris was complete, and our excitement at its height. For the interest really ceases at this point, and the concluding chapters form rather a tedious epilogue. The villains are unsatisfactory; they do not seem part and parcel of the author's experience, as Maud certainly does. The deception Torwood practises is certainly perilous, but perhaps possible; and (to take a liberty with the poet) "out of this nettle, danger," Miss Green has "plucked the flower, success." The conversations are, without doubt, the best thing in the book; they are neither clever nor epigrammatic, but easy and natural, and to say this is high praise. The document appended at the end of the third volume is unnecessary, and the practice is not one to be commended. Stories generally do not gain credibility because you have witnesses prepared to swear to them. The phenomenon in Torwood's Trust is quite credible to the ordinary reader; and, if it were not, it would be the art of the novelist which should make it so. The Lifted Veil would gain nothing as a story by the affidavit of several physicians. is that it is extremely well printed. The The only merit of Her Washington Season story, so far as there is a story, is impossible, in her Preface that "it would ill become her and the characters unreal. The author says to give to that outer world, which has received so many unpleasant and overdrawn pictures of so-called Washington Society,' the other side of the mirror with the fidelity of truth as well as the kindly criticism that looking beneath the rose finds much to praise and admire." What is the other side of the mirror? And what would one be likely to see if one "looked beneath a rose"? So far as it is possible to read any meaning at all into this astounding sentence, the writer apparently wishes to say that Washington society has hitherto been misrepresented. It may be so. But never, not even in Democracy, was it represented so silly and vulgar as it is in this book. Of course there is an inevitable British aristocrat in the story, whom the ladies speak of as "the Hon. Geoff," and who exists for the purpose of being outshone by Mr. Alan Fairfax, a growth of native gentility, to whose brilliant witticisms he can only reply, "Ah! there now, don't chaff a fellow." It is just, however, to say that Miss Lincoln is more correct in her French than many female novelists, trifling slips like "cheveux de frise" being the extent of her misdeeds in that language. must answer between them for having turned Ouida and the author of Guy Livingstone Mr. Simpson's head. Never Baronet trod the centre of an admiring throng of young boards in a transpontine melodrama so wicked and melodramatic as Sir Cyril Norton, the guardsmen who assemble nightly at the Flutterers" after mis-spending their even ings at the Gaiety. (Mr. Simpson, by-theway, stigmatises Mr. Hollingshead's theatre with some asperity as "that fleshly paradise of the modern swell." The manager of the Gaiety should look to it.) This jeunesse dorée interlards its conversation with scraps of French and Italian as guardsmen are wont to do in Ouida's pages. They also talk of their female acquaintance as "the Redmayne," &c., which is also peculiar to the guardsman as Ouida knows him. Sir Cyril, among other things, is in league with a burglar, tries to abduct the heroine in a four-wheeler-so it appears commits a murder, and is killed in a duel. There is also a poet in the story who apostrophises the heroine he loves and betrays as "a lily-angel of the Annunciation," but at that moment the sun was falling on her hair and "forming a perfect coronal of stars.” Omne ignotum pro mirifico is not a bad variant, but Mr. Simpson should look to his quotations, and sedulously eschew Ouida. Except for two or three digressions Mrs. Sale Lloyd tells her story simply enough Lady Baxindale, a very disagreeable and rather exaggerated character, has apparently married her husband in order to show hin what a miserable and monotonous thing up a blind and starving baby on his doorstep matrimony may be made. Sir Henry pick and educates her in spite of his wife's dis paragement. Of course his protégée turns out to be no unknown castaway, but a De Vere related to the worthy baronet's family. Lady Baxindale's heart is very properly softened on gray hairs to the care of the blind girl, and all her death-bed, she commends the baronet's ends as it should end. There is a difference the country, and Mrs. Sale Lloyd brings down of opinion in the book between two doctors in an eminent London physician to decide the point. It is rather a mistake to bring down Sir William Gill. A little more invention could not have cost Mrs. Lloyd much. The titles of some of the chapters are a little too sensational, and out of keeping with the quiet tenor of the book. C. E. DAWKINS. CURRENT LITERATURE. Memoirs of Life and Work. By C. J. B. liams has deserved well of the public and of Williams. (Smith, Elder, & Co.) Dr. Wilmedicine, not least for this vigorous and interesting autobiography. Born more than eighty years ago of good Welsh stock, whose fire and energy never desert him, he was, while still a very young man, a favoured pupil of the famous Laennec, the inventor of the stethoscope, whose lessons he in his turn taught, systematised, and developed. Early proficiency in a novel method fees, but, as he justly complains, overshadowed of investigation soon brought him fame and considered a general physician with a specialty. in the eyes of the world his genuine title to be rather than a specialist pure and simple. Highly distinguished and trusted by his own profession, he never became the toy and confidant of society, a fashionable physician; and it is partly at least to this that we may ascribe the absence here of living celebrities which are generally of the anecdotes and reminiscences of dead and even essence of modern autobiography. Only in the confirm the popular views of their character. notable instances of John Stuart Mill and the first Lord Lytton does he depart from his pro fessional attitude, and his impressions of them But the avowed object of these memoirs is to vindicate or re-state the claims of their author as an original explorer and discoverer in the region of general pathology and physical diagnosis. As a matter of fact, these claims have never been contested, though they may have been ignored in the forced brevity of modern cram-books. Still, it is at all times word for it that they will not regret to have well for the members of a profession which "Scenes" in_the_Commons. By David An- 66 conversion " The literature of so-called "Outcast London" is blue cover and the blue edging of the leaves. Nor can we commend the achievement of Mr. Giberne's pencil. Allen. (S. P. C. K.) This is the first of a new Biographies of Working Men. By Grant series entitled "The People's Library," which manager of the S. P. C. K. The two next testifies to the energy of the general literary volumes will deal with Health and Thrift, and Rev. W. L. Blackley. We observe that both are to be written by Dr. Richardson and the paper and binding are less handsome than with most of the publications of the society, as a setoff to which it should be stated that the price asked for nearly two hundred pages is only one shilling. We would also call attention to a deplorable misprint in the Preface. The "working men commemorated are seven in number-Telford, Stephenson, Gibson, Herschel, Millet, Garfield, and Edward. With the single exception of the last, it will be seen that the object has been to choose working men who have risen. Though the sources of his material are open to all, Mr. Grant Allen has not done his work in the spirit of the mere compiler. By the brightness of his literary style, and still more by the value of his comments and digressions, he has added a fresh attraction to what must always be an interesting subject. It is The Indo-Chinese Opium Trade. Spencer Hill. (Frowde.) Though printed at By J. Oxford, this is an essay which obtained the Maitland prize at Cambridge in 1882. right to remark that the subject had specially to be considered "in relation to its history, Christian missions." It should also be stated morality, expediency, and its influence on that the writer "commenced with a strong prejudice against the anti-opium agitators," but investigation forced him to the conclusion that "our connexion with the traffic is wholly unjustifiable." Mr. Hill has shown considerable skill in arranging his materials, and in worn a topic. His book would have been of real value if he had added to those whose duty it is to form regulations for a bibliography. We commend this suggestion such prizes. In the Slums. By the Rev. D. Rice-Jones. Stafford Northcote is described as Susser Folk and Sussex Ways: Stray Studies in the Wealden Formation of Human Nature. By the Rev. J. Coker Egerton, Rector of Burwash. (Trübner.) The author hopes that he has not been ill-advised in reprinting these papers from the Leisure Hour and the Sussex Advertiser. We can assure him that we would not exchange his modest volume of 140 pages for a barrowload of the literature that cumbers our table. For Mr. Egerton is the very country parson we have long been looking for, to do for his own parish what Dr. Jessopp has done for the Eastern counties. He has embalmed in this book the social life of one of the most secluded corners of England. We cannot dwell upon the traditions of the old people who remember the great war, the days of smuggling, and the Poor Law riots, nor upon the balancesheet of the cottager who managed well upon fifteen shillings a week. What we want to insist on is that the rustics of George Eliot and Mr. Thomas Hardy are here to be found not in fiction, but in fact-with their homely wisdom, their grim humour, their keen enjoyment of repartee. Hardly a page of this book but Contains some good things that would make the reputation of a professional story-teller. Where all is excellent, we will not run the risk of making extracts. Our readers must take our -as Binko's Blues: a Tale for Children of all take the public fancy; and Mr. Herman Meri- English Channel Ports, and the Estate of the East and West India Dock Company. By W. Clark Russell. (Sampson Low.) This is the sequel to a volume which we did not happen to see, treating of "The North-East Ports and Bristol Channel;" and the substance of it has already appeared in the Daily Telegraph. We yield to none in admiration of Mr. Clark novelist and a Russell's genius both as But we must be spinner of short yarns. allowed to think, and to say, that this work in the harness of a "special commisgenius has lost its wings when compelled to sioner." The maps and plans remind us of those with which promoters adorn their prospectuses. The Gold-Seekers: a Sequel to "The Crusoes of Guiana." By Louis Boussenard. (Sampson Low.) M. Boussenard, as we have observed before, is a follower of M. Jules Verne; and, having read two of his books, we are not prepared to dispute that he is a worthy followerat least of his master's second manner. Indeed, if M. Verne had not written The Giant Raft in two parts, it may be doubted whether M. Boussenard would have written the two volumes of which the second is before us. We have reason to suspect that there is a third yet to come; and, though we promise to read it, we can wait without undue excitement. Cheshire Gleanings. By W. E. A. Axon (Simpkin, Marshall, & Co.) Like Lancashire Gleanings by the same author, this is a reprint of miscellaneous articles, strung together by a somewhat slender thread of local association. NOTES AND NEWS. SOME interesting discoveries have recently been made by Mr. E. A. Petherick, who is writing a History of European Enterprise in Australasia for the Melbourne Review. It was that the name of "New Guinea' appears originally given, not to the great Papuan island, but to the North-eastern part of Australia, now known as Queensland, by the commander of a Spanish vessel which passed through Torres Strait in the year 1545, sixty years before Torres came there. This voyage carries back authenticated Australian discoveries sixty-one years. But Mr. Petherick has also shown that the West coast was sighted by the survivors of Magellan's expedition on their return from the Moluccas in February and March 1522; and he is inclined to believe that both the East and West coasts of Australia were explored in the first decade of the sixteenth century by the Portuguese. All claims put forward during the present century on behalf of French navigators to these discoveries are set aside by the further discovery of a Mappe-monde (dated 1566), by a Frenchman, in which, while taking credit for the discoveries of his own countrymen in North and South America, he marks Australia (i.e., Jave le Grand) with three Portuguese flags. MISS ETHEL HARRADEN has set for the I see my way as birds their trackless way. MESSRS. MACLEHOSE & SONS, of Glasgow, will issue in a few days a new work which the author of Olrig Grange has had in preparation for some time. The title will be Kildrostan; and, like Olrig Grange, it will contain one complete poem, but, unlike any other work of the same author, this will be in dramatic form. MESSRS. KEGAN PAUL, TRENCH, & Co. will publish immediately a volume by Mr. Sutherst, entitled Death and Disease Behind the Counter. It is an exhaustive treatise on the evils of long hours and overwork in shops and warehouses, and contains the Bill for shortening the hours of labour which Sir John Lubbock will shortly introduce into the House of Commons. A REVISED edition of Sir Travers Twiss's work on The Law of Nations in Time of Peace will soon be published by the Clarendon Press. Several chapters have been entirely rewritten to bring the work up to the level of the existing State-System of Christendom and of the changes in the international relations of the Mahommedan world. MRS. W. DAVENPORT ADAMS will shortly publish, through Messrs. Suttaby & Co., a volume entitled Flower and Leaf: their Teachngs from the Poets. The selection, which ranges from Chaucer to Tennyson, includes many copyright pieces, reproduced by permis- A SMALL book on Sporting Firearms for Bush THE same publishers also announce Col. MESSRS. THURGATE & SONS will publish this month a work, in two volumes, by Mr. Frederick A. Hoffmann, entitled Poetry, its Origin, Nature, and History, being a general sketch of poetic and dramatic literature, with a compendium of the works of the poets of all times and countries. THE Bishop of Bedford will contribute a paper on "Church Work in East London" to an early number of the Quiver. A NEW story of English country life, by Mr. Frank Barrett, will be commenced in the June number of Cassell's Magazine. The title is "John Ford: his Faults and Follies, and What Came of Them." THE first number of the Train, a weekly "journal for railway workers, travellers, and traders," will be published on Friday next, May 23. The editor is Mr. F. W. Evans, for many years secretary of the Railway Servants' Society. MESSRS. CLOWES, the publishers to the Intertwo out of a large number of shilling handnational Health Exhibition, have already issued books that are projected. These are Our Duty in Regard to Health, by Dr. G. V. Poore, and Legal Obligations in Respect to the Dwellings of the Poor, by Mr. H. Duff. Several of those to come are to be illustrated. AT the meeting of the Royal Geographical AT a meeting of the London Library on PROF. HENRICI has resigned the Chair of THE Rev. Alexander J. D. D'Orsey, who has THE library of the late Dr. Court, which was THE Revue internationale of April 10 contains of Ignatius Loyola to Jerusalem," which is an extract from a work he has in the press to be entitled La Revolucion religiosa. A Correction.-In the second of Mrs. Pfeiffer's Sonnets printed in the ACADEMY of last week, the third line ought to run "The verdure that is herald of the rose," and not "The verdure that is the herald of the rose." FRENCH JOTTINGS. THE Comte de Paris has interrupted his monuin order to write a sort of political apology for mental History of the Civil War in America his grandfather, which will be published shortly by M. Plon under the title of Histoire du Règne de Louis-Philippe. THE Duc d'Aumale has sent to the printers the third and fourth volumes of his History of the House of Condé. M. PAUL LACROIX ("bibliophile Jacob") is now engaged, together with a friend, in preparing a volume of the correspondence of Paul de Saint-Victor, which will be published after the appearance of his book on Victor Hugo. bought a large collection of papers which had LAST month the Municipality of Bordeaux belonged to M. de Lamontaigne, the last secre tary of the now defunct Bordeaux Academy. Among them were some thirty-two inedited of the academy, to the war in Bohemia, and letters of Montesquieu relating to the business more especially to the writing of the Esprit de Lois. In one of these letters Montesquieu says that he is engaged eight hours each day upon his book, and that every hour not so employed is lost. He is overjoyed to see his work progressing "J'en suis enthousiasmé; je suis mon premier admirateur. Je ne sais si je serai le dernier." The letters are to be published immediately at Bordeaux in a little volume edited by M. Céleste, the sub-librarian of the town, who has been able to add several fresh details about Montesquieu-biographical and bibliographical-from the same collection of papers. John Bull's Neighbour in her True Light, the not very good-tempered reply to John Bull et sou Ile, is to be published immediately in a French translation. MR. FAWCETT has been elected a corresponding member of the Académie des Sciences morales et politiques, in the department of political economy. In order to do justice to the printing of the Corpus Inscriptionum Semiticarum, the Imprimerie nationale has had four new sets of type engraved under the direction of MM. Renan and de Vogue. These are (1) Classical Phoenician; (2) Ancient Phoenician; (3) NeoPunic; and (4) Hebrew; the three first are based upon photographs of the inscriptions, the last upon the characters in Robert Estienne's Bible. The same establishment is now having engraved a fount of Turkish type under the direction of M. Barbier de Meynard. THE name of M. Barbey d'Aurevilly having been mentioned among the candidates for the vacancy at the Académie française, he has contradicted the report in the following letter:"L'Intransigeant s'est trompé; je ne pose point jamais. Les groupes littéraires ne me tentent pas ma candidature à l'Académie et je ne la poserai et je n'ai jamais ambitionné d'en faire partie. Ce n'est là ni de l'orgueil ni de la modestie. Je ne suis ni au-dessus ni au-dessous. Je suis à côté." THE following letter from M. Alphonse Daudet is also interesting: "Vous rappelez-vous le docteur Rivals de Jack? Il vient de mourir, le vaillant homme, et on le porte aujourd'hui dans le petit cimetière de Draveil, cù il dormira sous son nom de saint et de héros-Lancashire friend. Mr. Bright's amiable char- ORIGINAL VERSE. NATURE'S VOICES. THE bee goes humming 'mid the honied bells; Of faery worlds unseen; past cottage doors That bid the poet join their band and sing! become rarer. SAMUEL WADDINGTON.' OBITUARY. H. A. BRIGHT. THE death of Mr. Henry Arthur Bright re- IN MEMORIAM CHARLES OLD GOODFORD, D.D., PROVOST OF ETON. It is forty-three years, almost to a day, that Charles Old Goodford, born in 1812, the younger son of Mr. Goodford, of Chilton Cantelo, near Yeovil, himself an Eton man, was entered at an early age as a King's Scholar at that school. He became in due time scholar and fellow of King's, Cambridge, and a master at Eton while still an undergraduate. This was, however, of no importance, since there was no selection possible of men based on their standing in the class lists. King's College at Cambridge, as New College at Oxford, had the privilege of presenting its men for degrees without the university examinations; and Mr. Goodford, with many others, was therefore unable to prove in the schools the soundness of the scholarship he had gained, as full and excellent in his case as it was lacking in some others who had passed through the same training and attained the same position. Young as Mr. Goodford was on becoming a master, and even when in a year or two he had charge of a large and important house, succeeding his tutor, Mr. Wilder, who still survives him as a fellow of the college, he never gave his pupils the impression that he was a young man. There was about him a grave and stately dignity, which the plainness of his features and want of grace in his person never impaired; there was a gentlemanlike and high-bred tone about all that he said and did, from which a strong West-country accent did not detract. Forty years ago, accent and dialect were less conformed than now to a London pattern, and it may be doubted if it be a gain to the language to have so far smoothed away linguistic differences. As a tutor, Dr. Goodford had few equals. Accurate, painstaking, patient, always ready to invent, or reproduce from others, little aids to memory for grammatical niceties, insisting on accuracy and painstaking in his pupils, they came to know that difficulties must be faced, not shirked, and to conform in a degree to their tutor's standard. He was in the habit of stating paradoxes, which at the time he meant, as, if a boy made a mistake, "Did you look out that word, Jones?" "No, sir; please, sir, I thought" "Never think till you are in the sixth form-till then, look out every word." This is said, however, of boys who had some turn at least for work, some intellect to cultivate. No man knew better than he did that there were some boys who could not write themes and do verses, for whom Latin and Greek would ever remain dead languages, whose only reading through life would be the sporting papers, for whom the advantages of Eton, if any, were that they should become a shade less loutish than Tony Lumpkin, the native growths of too many Westcountry homes. A large proportion of his pupils came from his own county and those adjacent. When such lads were under his charge he did not attempt the impossible or break his heart over their dulness; he let them be, minimising in such ways as he could their harmful example. To a responsive boy he showed boundless zeal, allowed him to borrow books from his own excellent library, explained or laid down a course of English literature, encouraged the study of modern languages and mathematicsin those days no part of school work. There are many of his pupils who feel that they owed to him their first introduction and stimulus to whatever literary culture they now possess. As a form-master he was not so good. The real work of Eton was then generally done in the pupil room; the school lesson was often treated as a mere repetition to see if the work were correctly known, illustration or explanation being purposely left on one side. Boys used to think that Goodford slept through most of the lessons as fourth-form or remove masterhe certainly always closed his eyes-but he woke into immediate vigour and liveliness at the sound of a mistranslation or a false quantity. It is but fair to teachers of those distant days to record that there were other masters who took a different view of the school work, and that the lessons given, for instance, by Carter, the present Fellow of Eton, and Cookesley, a true genius, however perverse and erratic, were no mere hearing of tasks, but real and brilliant teaching. And Goodford as head-master, when he took the sixth-form boys, who are to a large extent emancipated from tutorial supervision, showed himself the able and scholarly teacher, sound if not always inspiriting, his pupils had known him to be. As a house-master Goodford was eminently liberal and kind. He was, perhaps, too unsuspicious, too eager to believe in all boys the moral excellence which had been his own as a boy, and to hope for amendment where it was hopeless. He kept many a pupil in his house in this trust when a more far-seeing and rigid kindness would have demanded removal. Hence there was a time when the tone of his house was indifferent, because he never thought that any evils could exist beyond the trivial ones, which he scented out with extreme vigilance, of an occasional rubber of whist in the evening or a stealthy cigar behind a hedge. In 1853 he became had-master in succession to Dr. Hawtrey, then elected Provost, and the school at once felt the good effects of the change. Few more graceful éloges of a public man have ever been written than that on Hawtrey in Mr. Maxwell Lyte's History of Eton, which is said to have proceeded from the pen of one long an assistant-master under him, and which carries great weight. there is another side. Hawtrey, who began his head-mastership as an eager reformer, had grown reactionary after twenty years of work. Rightly confident of the efficiency of his own reforms, he could not see that more still were needed; his teaching had become mechanical and his discipline lax. He gave But those who were in his form the impression of a tired man who had had too long a tenure of office. But this does not contradict the more enthusiastic feeling about him when he was in his prime, an able and energetic head-master. The details of changes introduced by Goodford would not interest any at this day, but they were many and far-reaching. It is not true, though it has been so said, that in any intellectual matters his instincts were conservative. He aimed at a very complete reconstruction of the system of teaching; he made discipline a reality, while he abolished many vexatious shams which had needlessly restricted liberty. If his plans were but imperfectly carried out, the fault was not his, but Provost Hawtrey's; for the Provost had a veto on almost everything done at Eton, while the head-master, and not the Provost, was ostensibly responsible. Goodford always maintained that in school matters the head-master should be alone responsible; that there was no more friction in the working of the school than really existed was owing to the new head-master's patience, persistence, and loyalty-always a most distinguishing characteristic. The work of head-master is unquestionably less laborious than that of a tutor, and places more time at his disposal. Dr. Goodford, as he now became, used his leisure time for greater study. He was one of those fortunate persons who could rise early and go to bed late. He had two rooms which composed his library, and used them alternately, descending as soon as he rose in the morning to light his own fire in that which had been tidied for him the night before, that it might burn up while he was dressing. He was rarely in bed after halfpast five, and for a long period timed his rising by the step of a labourer who passed under his window at that hour on his way to work at Slough. He then warmed a cup of cocoa in an Etna, and sat down to hard work at German or Italian, both of which languages he studied deeply and thoroughly after he became headmaster. Of all literature in all languages known to him he was a most diligent student, as conscientious with himself as he had been with his pupils in earlier days. Holding his own views, those of a moderate High Churchman of the pre-Ritualistic school, he had the widest toleration for those of others, and he read with delight and large acquiescence Prof. Jowett's essay on the interpretation of Scripture in Essays and Reviews. In these studies he followed learning for learning's sake, and made her her own great reward; for he never wrote, or apparently desired to write, anything but his sermons-unless the edition of Terence, which he printed to give as a "leaving book to his sixth-form boys, be considered an exception. The sermons were well written; but he was a singularly monotonous and ungraceful reader; the eloquence of Jeremy Taylor would have been destroyed had it been delivered by the Provost. When Hawtrey died, the Public Schools Commission was preparing; Goodford was in the vigour of his life, and took the greatest interest in the work of the Commission, looking forward to it to aid his own and other reforms. He had no desire to quit the post he filled so well, and his nomination by the Crown to the Provostship was an unmitigated distress to him. Lord Palmerston, who knew nothing of Eton politics, had named him to the Queen, as it afterwards appeared, solely because he thought, erroneously, that he was following invariable precedent; and Goodford acquiesced because he would not harass her Majesty, then recently left a widow, by giving her the trouble of another selection. His exceeding loyalty led him to do violence to his own feelings, and take an office which shelved him, which he did not want, and which he could ill afford, The death as narrow and friend. MAGAZINES AND REVIEWS. Macmillan's Magazine for May contains Mr. Matthew Arnold's address on "Emerson' which he delivered in America. It is full of happy sayings, and to the readers of Mr. Arnold will rank among his most suggestive contributions to criticism. In writing about "F. D. Maurice," the Warden of Keble College has attempted to be so generous and so judicious that he has added to the nebulosity of the character which he treats. "A Chapter on French Geography" deals with an interesting subject in a very disjointed manner; the writer might have reserved what he had to say till he had time to put it into shape. of his elder brother, which not long after Somerset is still remote from the larger world. gave him possession of the family estates, But all who knew him, even in a slight seemed then far distant, and the renunciation degree, saw in him a man of sincere piety, proof about two-thirds of the income he had bity, humility, and truth; those who were had as headmaster was a sign of the loyal his pupils knew the true scholar and man and obedient spirit which always characterised of letters, the kind, indulgent guide and him. His successor's rule was pedantic as, however thwarted, his own had been large and liberal. Whatever was done by Dr. Balston to meet the demands of the time was grudgingly and unwillingly performed. So far as in him lay, he undid whatever of reform had been introduced. It is, however, but fair to say that the office was forced on Dr. Balston, and that he gave it up, as he said he should, at the end of six years. He was a stop-gap, and perhaps too modest to regard himself in any other light. And no doubt great allowance must be made for a man who had already retired, and who was dragged from the leisured conservatism of the Eton cloisters to take a post which he did not like. The fact yet remains that he filled it ill. There were those who, knowing how much Hawtrey had done to neutralise Goodford, hoped that Goodforn as a reforming Provost might neutralise Balston. But they little knew the consistency and logical honesty of the Provost. To one who expressed this hope he said, in effect: "How can I possibly interfere? Do you not know that for nine years I have constantly said that the head-master ought to be independent of the Provost in all school affairs? How can I stultify myself, how unsay what I have said, and violate this principle to carry out what I wish? To uphold the head-master is in the long run the best, as well as the most honest, policy." But he knew he was laid by; the Public Schools Act made him a mere chairman of a Governing Body the majority of whom know no more of the real working of Eton than if they were Hindus. To them also he was loyal; and, if he grew more and more conservative, it was as perhaps the only mode of preserving the old traditions of Eton, and retaining the continuity of the school, without which, as it seems to many, reform would be of scant value. The Provost's course in Dr. Balston's time has naturally been continued under the colourless régime of Dr. Hornby, of which we need not here speak. For many years Dr. Goodford's health had been far from good. He kept up his old studious habits, but the want of a regular occupation laid on him from outside irked him, and perhaps made him less able to resist the encroachments of illness. The foundation of the complaints from which he died dated, however, from a chill contracted many years since, when on a wet day he gave his overcoat to a lady on the outside of a coach. He long suffered acute pain at times without complaining. Blackwood's Magazine continues to be devoted to politics and travel, save for a dialogue on "Fashionable Philosophy," which is slashing enough, but sadly lacks lightness of touch. Sarcasm without humour is not a very effective weapon. La Revue de Droit international et de Législation comparée contains four principal articles. The first is on the rights of belligerents on the high seas since the Declaration of Paris, 1856, by Sir Travers Twiss. The writer, having explained the conflict of maritime law which led up to that Declaration, examines the interpretations which have been given to its four articles in reference more particularly to contraband of war and the law of blockade; and he concludes with_vindicating the resolutions adopted by the Institute of International Law, at its last session at Turin, on the subject of "La Course," against the hostile criticism of M. Arthur Desjardins, avocat-général to the Cour de Cassation at Paris. The second paper is on certain interesting points of Belgian jurispru dence in matters of private international law, by Prof. Van der Rest, of Brussels. The third is by Prof. Alberic Rolin, of Ghent, on "Les Infractions politiques," more particularly with reference to Belgian legislation on the subject. This article is in continuation of a previous one, and will be further continued. The fourth is by Judge Nys, of Brussels, on the beginnings of diplomacy and the right of embassy down to the time of Grotius. This article is of great historical interest, and the learned judge completes his investigation of a subject already handled by him in two previous articles. He has not old-overlooked a famous treatise, published by our countryman, Dr. Richard Zouche, in 1657, on the subject of the dispute between the Protector Oliver Cromwell and the Portuguese Government as to the right of the Protector to order the execution of Don Pantaleon Sa, the brother of the Portuguese ambassador at London, upon his conviction for the murder of a British subject within the Royal Exchange. Dr. Zouche, in his short treatise, reviewed the works of the leading authorities on the subject of ambassadorial privileges; Judge Nys has added very much to our knowledge of the jurists who have written on this important subject, although he has failed to discover the author of the treatise entitled Quaestio Vetus et Nova, to which Dr. Zouche's work was a reply. The Revue concludes with a notice of recent Austro-Hungarian treatises, &c., by Prof. Strisower, and of French legislation, by Prof. Louis Renault, With the Provost will pass away a host of world legends of Eton. He and his father before him had excellent memories, and the recollections of the two combined, and as related by the son, went far back into the last century. He was a good narrator; and his "after-dinner talk, across the walnuts and the wine," would bring vividly before the hearers the Fellows of old days, whose very ghosts can now scarce care to haunt the cloisters which belong to a mere Governing Body. This is no place to speak of the Provost's happy family life, save to say one word of sympathy with those who have lost a tender husband, father, and friend. Those admitted to the inner circle of Dr. Goodford's companionship were probably few; he was a man of domestic rather than expansive affections. And of late he has been known less than of old in a changing Eton-more, perhaps, in Somerset as a squire and country rector, though his nook of |