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and chip, and creeper, and woodlouse Mr. Ruskin, be allowed to regret his shall be given. But the men who repudiation of what we may call have painted their pictures in this moral perspective. way have taught the eye of the pic. There is no picture, this year, ture-lover and picture-buyer to de which people agree to call "great," mand a truth; and the good old and at once hurry to, as the work to days of the good “brown tree," the be talked of at dinner, or in the distance actually mean and mechani. pauses of the quadrille. There is cal, while pretending to be suggestive nothing—or little of the genteelly and imaginative, the shams of the sentimental school. There are many posture and imposture-school that pictures with stories in them-indeed * lead the eye” away from what the an unusual number—we do not mean eye hungers and thirsts for, or it is historical pictures, although there no eye at all--and the whole idolatry are some of these, but works with a of melodrama, intellectual as well as meaning and a purpose. There is, vulgar-these good old days are done, curiously, a lack of pictures conThe young reformers have done this, nected with the war, nor do Crimean and the best thanks we can pay take heroes look nobly down upon you the form of a vos quoque. You are from every other frame. The Hebrew not perfect, gentlemen reformers; Lord Mayor of London, painted by a and some of you have to learn to Hebrew artist, is in the post of draw, and most of you have to learn to honour ; and he holds out his rich please. Do not place over-absolute robe, as has been uncivilly said, as faith in your apostle, John Ruskin. if he was nationally anxious to shew He writes such noble and eloquent all the beauty of the pattern. Another English, that men more accustomed Hebrew, a De Rothschild, and his than yourselves to struggle through lovely daughter, confront his lordship. language to its meanings are often We have a Duke or two, a King swept along in the golden flood; but Leopold, Lord Lucan, and some keep your feet, gentlemen, keep your lawyers; but the best portraits of the feet. He is so rich in illustration- year are the late Mr, David Cox, the his pages are the brightest of Mosaic artist, by Sir J. W. Gordon; and a ---that you may well conceive that Sir Colin Campbell, by Mr. H. W. you are being taught when you are Phillips. Mr. Stanfield has a grand only being delighted (for he will abandoned wreck ; Mr. Roberts the always please, though you may not, Christmas Day in St. Peter's-which except in his way), but be not you Mr, Ruskin, praising it, subordinates dazzled. Above all things, when he to the bit of wetted road, as mentakes one of your pictures, and tioned, Landseer has a noble dog preaches an exquisite sermon there. rescuing a child from the sea, and upon, showing that you have all the some does licking the wounds of a gifts and graces in the world, do not stag—the usually courtly artist calls be flattered beyond what is fit; and the work, Highland Nurses, and deremember that as no woman was ever dicates it to Miss Nightingale ; and, successful in arguing a man into lov, then, there is Mr. Hunt with his ing her, so no lecturer will ever preach “Scapegoat," a painful subject with the world into the earnest belief that an inimitable back ground-he went it is pleased when it is not. You to the Dead Sea for it. Mr. Millais must please on your own canvass, not has several noble works, the finest við the golden mouth of Chrysostom being “ Autumn Leaves," a twilight Ruskin. And when that gifted man scene, with girls at a bonfire ; and the allows himself, as in the notes of this most touching being a child, with a year, to rank a “careful, brilliant, wounded arm, slumbering on the and faithful" record of one of the tomb of an old crusader--a fierce grandest ceremonials of a religion fight rages outside the church, and which is a history of mankind, as the soldier who has laid down the pet inferior to a “not first-rate” picture of the regiment to rest, has placed of a bit of a Yorkshire road, with a his coat upon it, before hurrying few ears of corn and some well-imi- back to the battle. Mothers' eyes tated wet, you must really use your glisten as they look at this gem. A own common sense; and, while ho Death of Chatterton, by Mr. Walnouring the artistic perceptions of ler, is a most conscientious work, with the truth of a Pre-Raphaelite, poured in by the thousand ; and happy but without his pedantry ; while a is the man who is permitted to sit, new Pre-Raphaelite, Mr. Burton, an day by day, in that stilling court, to Irishman who does credit to his watch the process by which it is to be country, has painted a fatal duel--à discovered whether a country surgeon cavalier has fallen by the hand of a destroyed another betting man. The Puritan rival, and the teterrimu subject is the theme in all circles, causa, a loving woman, bends over and even the necessarily disgusting the former in misery-and has painted medical evidence is rechauffe, from it most thoughtfully. If to these day by day, and each step by which notes we add that Baron Marochetti law is supposed to be gaining upon has ventured on tinted marble in the crime is carefully marked. A strong sculpture den ; that Greek forms of array of legal talent musters on both female loveliness have been sedulously sides, the keen, shrewd, resolute Atand beautifully reproduced by reve- torney-General being pitted against rent hands; that the bust-portraits the eloquent Shea, and the juniors are numerous and many of them ex- being nearly all men of mark. No cellent--the William Russell of the point will be lost on either side ; and Crimea, by Tussaud, the Samuel if, as the lawyers say is the case, a Warren, by Earle, being noticeable ; trial by jury be the most perfect maand the English Attorney General chine for disengaging truth from and others, by that best of jolly and falsehood and error, it will seldom genial Irishmen, John E. Jones, being have been more satisfactorily worked singularly good and that Macdowell's than in the investigation now pendexquisite grace, and Munro's original ing. Perhaps even more important vigour are well illustrated, we had than the result of the case itself are better close the list, for there are the deductions that will be drawn thirteen hundred and seventy-six from the medical evidence which has works to talk about, and it is late in been brought out. Never, since the month.
the great Oyer of poisoning, have Touching the Poison, there has sel- the various means of destruction dom been a criminal case since that which science places within the of Thurtell and Weare, in which the reach of the chemist been laid intense interest taken by the nation open more completely to the pubin the investigation has been so en lic eye ; and it is far from improbable tirely apart from any interest in the that certain disastrous results will sufferer or his supposed assassin--for ere long be found to have arisen from so the latter must be spoken of, the the broadcast sowing of a knowledge trial still pending as we write. They better withheld from the non-prowere both members of “the betting fessional world. Should the balance fraternity," an institution of the of evidence leave an impression on country which numbers its exceptional the public mind that a certain poison list of honourable men, but which, as is not to be detected, we may a mass, represents folly, cunning, and have hereafter to regret that every dirty rascality. The man who was syllable uttered by the witnesses has poisoned (that he was so is distinctly been reported so accurately and disworn to by the first medical talent vulged so extensively. But the imin England, and the fact may be taken mediate interest of society is with the as established) was at best a weak decision; and this, in suspense while and, as is also proved, a vulgarly im- these lines are being written, will be moral man, and the accused person given before they are read. It is unwas a sporting surgeon. Yet the ex- desirable to enter more accurately into citement which the case has caused is the case while it is incomplete, but it extraordinary. The late Premier of is impossible to pass it over while England is daily on the bench, as is a enumerating the elements which May late witty Colonial Secretary, who has introduced into our social interhas once been so carried away by the change of opinion. interest of the trial, as to forget that And now, touching these Pyrohe was a mere spectator, and to ask, technics, the last scintilla of which aloud, of one of the officials whether will have burned out before publisha document contained a certain sig- ing-day. The subject occupies us nature. Demands for admission were very much ; but we are proud to say
that London is not thinking so much of Catherine wheels and Roman candles as of another matter. For once we have perfect confidence in the government. It is matter of regret that some fatal accidents have already happened at Woolwich, and indeed more lives, it is stated, have been lost in making the peace fireworks than were sacrificed at the Arsenal during the whole war. But as regards the result of the labours at the factory we are quite calm. The government has plenty of money, and, moreover, has taken up this firework show rather obstinately as a matter of its own, and will therefore do its best to make that showa worthy one. Whether the directors have a new plan of their own, or whether we are to have a set of “ Temples of Concord,” modelled upon the idea of 1814, at which the best artists of the day assist ed, we do not care. If the government adheres to precedents, the pictures of the old show are in the windows in Fleet-street; the effect looks fine, and our fathers declare that it was splendid. But this we leave to the authorities. What we particularly want to know is, whether London is to be given up that night to the rabblewe mean the dangerous classes-who, it is stated, are organizing for riot and burglary. There is a Latin saying about the memory of past labours being pleasant, and it will be very gratifying, on the 1st of June, to read that we have disquieted our selves in vain. But at this present writing there is nothing vain in the matter. On that night it is idle to expect that a servant will remain at home to protect your house. If your amiable wife and excitable daughters—to say nothing of young Pickleherring, home from the Rev.Dr.Swishtail's-wish to see the fire-works, how are they to go without you to escort and protect them through the mob? Argal, the house must be left to it. self. As for the police, nobody expects anything from them. Even the lesson of last year was lost upon them ; and on the Trinity Sunday, when the demonstration was expected on account of the stoppage of the
“ Sabbath music," they permitted the “ roughs" to rush about Kensington Gardens, breaking the trees, and charging all decent persons. This was the non-interference policy. If that is to be practised on the 29th of this May, woe to London. Another cause of our trouble is concerning the illuminations. Nobody wants to light up at all ; and as the shows will with everybody be the Parks, why, if you please, should we illaminate without a chance of spectators? But the government “ seems to wish it," and this will be hint enough, and more than enough, for the patriotic glaziers and their accomplices, the “roughs.” On the whole, therefore, we are looking forward to this national rejoicing with most uncomfortable anticipations ; for while we are being crushed and trodden on in the Parks, we shall be reflecting that our houses are being pillaged and our windows smashed. “May the event prove better than our thoughts ;” but we have a notion that we shall be made to remember the Peace rejoicings pretty much as King Herod intended that his subjects should remember his decease, that is, by virtue of some excessive private disagreeables. But never mind--up with the rockets ! Let us have Catherine wheels in honour of Russian hereditary policy, likely to triumph in Circassia if not elsewhere; Jack-in-the-boxes for constitutional statesmen, who pop up with education schemes, and then disappear; Maroons to imitate cannon for fleets whose commanders do every. thing but fight; Roman candles for Austria and the glorious concordat; and Serpents—but no, we must not be personal. But “when we have wearied ourselves with base comparisons," it is probable that we shall see a very grand sight; and it speaks well for our gentlemanly and liberal character as à nation, that having so very little to be thankful for, we shall have testified our gratitude by so overwhelming a manifestation as that we are now preparing with the fear and trembling aforesaid.
London, May 20th.
INDEX TO VOL. XLVII.
Ago of the Earth, the, 680.
Balancing the Books, a tale of New Year's
Eve, by Jonathan Freke Slingsby, 1.
History of Ancient Philosophy, reviewed,
Dana, R. H. jun. Two Years before the Mast
Carleton, William, 370.
Valentia, Lord, 26.
Gilbert, M.R.I.A., reviewed, 320.
Edmeston, James, Sonnets, by, 747.
Captain's Room, Bowl of Punch in the, 447.
gry Grass, a Legend of the Dumb Hill, 414.
Bell, reviewed, 611.
Berlin, Memoir of, 100.
rals distinguished during the Peninsular
War, noticed, 242.
the Dawn of the Restoration, by M. Guizot,
Fairies, The Great Fair of Oberonopolis, and
Frauds of the, by the author of "My
Uncle the Curate," 740.
Charles Langdale, reviewed, 481,
Gentleman-Soldier, The, 489.
Richard Cromwell, and the Dawn of the
D'Albret, Jeanne, Queen of Navarre, the
Life of, noticed, 123.
Gurtha, Fair, or the Hungry Grass, a Legend
of the Dumb Hill, by William Carleton,
Hamilton, Sir W., Discussions on Philosophy
and Literature, reviewed, 635.
Man, 109; The Cavalier and the Puritan,
Notes upon New Books :- Rachel Gray, by
Julia Kavanagh, 121; Lilliesleaf, 123;
Colburne Mayne, 380.
Octave of Poets, an, 667.
Creasy, reviewed, 591.
Langdale, Hon. Charles. Memoirs of Mrs.
Fitzherbert, reviewed, 481.
Olive, No. VI. 67.
Days of Wallace and Bruce, noticed, 376.
Mackay, Charles, The Lump of Gold, reviewed,
or Scripture confirmed by Geology, reviewed,
Pædiology; or a few remarks about the toys
of grown-up men and little boys, 659.
tory of, by Rev. William Archer Butler,
in the University of Dublin, reviewed, 635.
ment of, from Kant to Hegel, 635.
by Sir W. Hamilton, Bart., reviewed, 635.
Michell, reviewed, 669.
George Thornbury, 210; Death of the
Napoleon III. Euvres de, reviewed, 509,
Superstions of, 221.