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207 August 26, 1SS2 THE GRAPHIC your father or mine in the wrong. I can understand that matters are very unpleasant for you at home. Heaven knows that I would mend that if I could." You can withdraw from the prosecution." For the moment it here struck Frank Meade that she looked, or rather spoke, like her father's child. The same short swift retort the seizure on the salient point and the practical object pressed with more opportuneness than delicacy, brought the keen attorney to his mind in spite of himself. "Surely not with honour, Trenna," he answered gently, nor even with justice You talk like a book, Frank, and not like a man.

Everything in this world, whatever it may be in the next, is a matter of comparison, nor is it the question, How much good shall we do by this, or that, course of action? but, How little evil? Is it w.se to benefit one fellow-creature if by so doing we entail unhappmess on half-a-dozen others, or rain on one other "My dear Trenna," he answered smiling, you are pleading against yourself. It is only poor Abel who in this case is threatened with ruin. On your side-that is, Mr. GarsUm s-the worst that can happen is defeat and annoyance. If your father will apologise and offer some compensation, perhaps even at this eleventh hour this unpleasant matter can be arranged.

Come-here we are at your ioirney's end let us hare to-morrow some message of peace from the Grey House and I will do my best my very best-to carry out your wishes." They were standing on the hill-top above Mogadion. Immediately below them was her father's house they could see the attorney walking on his lawn with head depressed and his hands behind him. "And that's all you can do for me?" "Do not say that, Trenna for there is nothing I would not do for you." She sighed, and held out her hand. I will not trouble you to go any further nay, I had rather not. Here our ways part." She only spoke the literal truth, for the road at this point forked but her tone seemed to give her words a deeper meaning.

You are not angry with me, Trenna No I am not angry. Good-bye." The tone in which she spoke again seemed to breathe a longer farewell than her words implied. And so they parted Frank to walk slowly to the Dovecote, turning over in his mind what he should say to his father to induce him to meet the attorney halfway for the Doctor was very bitter against him. "Since the man wants law, he shall have it," he had said, with an expletive such as he rarely used but which, when he did use it, meant something. It seemed to Frank that, unless overtures should first be made from the enemy's camp, there was no hope of peace.

To be and Saxon periods, to the present date, will be found. There are also descriptions of the parish church and the Archiepiscopal Palace, short biographic notes on the various lords of the manor, extracts from Domesday Book and the parish register, and brief manorial accounts. In fact, the work has been carefully compiled, and is as complete as can be desired. Without clashing with more elaborate treatises, it will be of interest to the general reader and valuable to the student for its trustworthy information. In the little matters of domestic life much improvement has been made in Art during the last few years.

Everyday we are more readily recognising its value in our surroundings, and endeavour to make the Useful also Beautiful where it is possible. Public exhibitions and Schools of Art have been invaluable in showing us the finest productions of the world, and have awakened a desire for improvement. In view of this Mr. Henry Fawcett's Art in Everything (Houlston and Sons), a reproduction of some articles which appeared in a contemporary magazine, is useful and entertaining. Although much that he says has been said before, it is well wonh repealing.

In some six chapters the author deals with our houses, streets, cities, the country, travelling, and fashion. The papers on decoration and fashion are most readable and practical. The little volume is suggestive rather than dogmatic, and will repay perusal. Royal Characters from the Works of Sir Walter Scott," selected and arranged by William T. Dobson (Bickers and Son).

An acceptable selection of Scott's royal personages has been formed as a series of readings, which will make a deeper impression on the young minds for which it is intended, than many volumes of dry facts and scientific theories. "Royal Characters" should awaken a desire to know more on this interesting subject. Its style is clear and simple, and the explanatory notes give great assistance. Messrs. Wyman and Sons have published a practical and instructive little volume by Dr.

Pearse, called "Modern Dress and Clothing in Relation to Health and Disease," which should be read by all who desire to know the principle that should guide them in dress, and the evil consequences that follow the adoption of many of the prevailing fashions. One of the most interesting chapters in the book is that on women's dress, in which Dr. Pearse vigourously denounces such unbeautiful absurdities as tight-lacing and high-heeled boots. If only a few of the valuable hints contained in the eight or nine chapters of this compact work were acted upon it is certain that the men and women of the nineteenth century would be, if not more robust, at least freer from the thousand and one little ailments which make the fortunes of quacks and patent-medicine vendors. But then the prospect of impressing the laws of hygiene upon the autocrats of fashion is, we fear, very small indeed.

A brief but interesting account of the origin of that successful periodical, Chambers's Journal, and many reminiscences connected therewith, will be found in "The Story of a Long and Busy Life," by W. Chambers, LL.D. (W. and R. Chambers).

This little book possesses a certain interest, if only because it is the historyof an up-hill and arduous career and in the additions made to the present edition there is an account of visits made by the author to many celebrities of the age. Commercial Treaties and Foreign Competition," by C. Halford Thompson, F.S.S. (Hamilton, Adams, and This treatise on Fair Trade has been written to show what an injury has been done to our manufacturing trade by the Anglo-French Treaty of i860 and others that followed it. The author has endeavoured to show the meaning of a real Fair Trade policy, which is certainly worthy of all the consideration that our merchants and politicians can give it.

"Gold and Silver Money," by Paul F. Tidman (Kegan Paul, Trench, and Mr. Tidman has in this volume given us a clear ew of one of the most important questions of the day arising out of monetary science, Shall gold and silver be the international standard of value The Silver Question is freely discussed, and from the practical way in which it is treated will be found both simple and interesting. The author makes a most plain statement and answers all objections. Miss Francis M.

Savill is evidently unaware of the existence of such books as "Alice in Wonderland," Through the Looking Glass," and Hans Andersen's "Fairy Tales," or else she would scarcely have produced such a dry and gloomy story as May's Dream (Shaw and If the author wished to write a book for children which would harmlessly amuse and delight them, she should have gone a different way about her work. At present she does not appear to have the remotest idea how to be bright and cheerful, and at the same time instructive. It is no easy task to write children's books, but our American cousins have caught the right spirit in the St. A'icholas Magazine, The Nursery, and many kindred books and periodicals. A description of some household pets will be found in Miss Eva Blantyre Simpson's Dogs of Other Days" (Blackwood and Sons).

The little book will no doubt be duly appreciated by those for whom it is intended, but cannot be of the slightest interest to others. The etched portrait of Sir James Simpson is about as bad as it possibly can be. The Improved District Railway Map of London (W. J. Adams, Fleet Street) is clearly engraved, and will be useful, not only to country and colonial cousins and foreigners, but also to the cockney pur sang, who is often quite at sea in out-of-the-way parts of the "big village." We should, however, like the map better if the railway lines were not marked with such obtrusive boldness.

as in some measure shadowing forth that delegation of duty which is one of the pillars of the New Rules of Procedure. Of the six hundred and forty members of the House, it is pretty certain that not more than the odd forty woiuM take any keen or intelligent interest in Scotch Entail, or even in Scotch Education. Supposing the Committee came on in the ordinary course six hundred members would stop away, whilst the forty would remain and grind away at the Bill. The notion underlying Grand Committees is that an immense saving of time may be made, and at least equally good work accomplished, by referring such fulls in the first instance to the forty members particularly interested, who may in the quietness and privacy of the Committee Room thoroughly work out the Bill. It should be understood that the function of Parliament is not thereby abrogated.

The Committee stage on both these Bills was taken openly in the usual manner in the House. But as all objections and arguments had been previously weighed and fully discussed there was little more to be said, and so the Bill got through. Some other of the Bills enumerated above have been squeezed through the House in the early hours of the morning, or hurriedly dodged through the bad quarter of an hour that lies between five-forty-five and six o'clock on a Wednesday, at which time Mr. Warton and Mr. Biggar reign supreme as arbiters of the destinies of Bills and the reputations of promoters.

The principal feature of the past Session has been the total sacrifice of work to talk. When work has been done it has been accomplished in some hole-and-corner way, or by absolute physical pressure, at hours when the weakest and most easily fatigued must needs give way. At the opening of the Session Ministers presented a business-like programme, and it was announced that whatever might have happened in former Sessions this was to be the Session of work. The Queen's Speech opened with something beyond the conventional assurance that Her Majesty continued in relations of cordial harmony with foreign Powers. It was stated that the Greek question, so long threatening, had been closed in a manner honourable to all concerned." Peace had been established beyond the North Western Frontier of India, and a season of prosperity was looked forward to in that country, which has since been more than realised.

The trouble in the. Transvaal had been settled by the ratification of the Convention with the Representative Assembly. Only in Egypt was there seen a cloud, then scarcely larger than a man's hand. At home it was noted that the condition of Ireland showed signs of improvement. As to legislation, Parliament was advised that it would be asked to deal with proposals for the establishment of local self-government in England and Wales, and the reform of the Corporation of London by extension of Municipal Government to the metropolis at large.

Other Bills promised concerned Bankruptcy, Corrupt Practices, the Conservancy of Rivers, the Criminal Code, the Patent Laws, the Custom of Entail, and Education in Ireland and in Wales. Of this long and imposing list nothing has been done save the passing of two Scotch Bills in circumstances already mentioned. Ireland, for which nothing was promised, has claimed everything, and once more has played with the projects of Imperial Parliament the part of Pharaoh's lean kine. How this came about is matter of recent history that has been daily dinned into the ears of the public, and scarcely requires recapitulation. From the outset the Irish Members declared open war against a Government which kept some of their colleagues in prison.

The Ministry promptly accepting the challenge attempted to place themselves in a position to deal with obstruction by passing the Procedure Rules. On this commenced a contest which lasted several weeks, and scarcely made any progress. On the First Resolution, providing for the Cloture by a bare majority, the Conservatives joined issue with the Liberals, and a pitched battle was fought, which resulted in victory for the Government by a decisive majority. But this was nu-rely the second reading of the Clause confirming its principle. Then came next the Committee stage, bristling with amendments.

Before a pair of these had been cleared off difficulties cropped up on all sides, hampering the progress of the Government, and bringing about a state of things which Ministerialists regarded with dismayed forebodings. Mr. Bradlaugh was constantly popping up at unexpected times, leading to angry debate and renewed expulsions. A conflict with the Lords on their determination to reopen the Irish Question by appointing a Committee of Inquiry led to long delay and much acrimony of feeling. When these obstacles had been overcome, and when it seemed that if nothing else were to be accomplished during the Session the Procedure Rules would in some form be passed, came the great blow in Phcenix Park.

The whole programme of the Session was, to quote Mr. Gladstone's words, recast." Ireland occupied the sole attention of the House with the result of passing two fresh Bills, one for the Prevention of Crime, and the other dealing with the question of Arrears. Incidentally, the drift of affairs at this time led to the resignation of Mr. Forster, and a couple of months later Mr. Bright retired on the other question of troubles in Egypt, which had claimed their share of the time of the House.

These things, or one half of them, are quite enough to make a Session barren. Some of them are regarded as accidents not likely to occur in future Sessions. But if they do not others may. What is wrong is the system, which practically hands the House of Commons over to the tender mercies of men like Mr. Healy, Mr.

Biggar, and Mr. Callan. The past Session cannot be looked upon with satisfaction but it has its uses as having finally demonstrated the impossibility of attempting to conduct the national business under the existing Parliamentary rules. 1-IE jREApE tTX The Great Musicians Schubert," by H. F.

Frost (Sampson Low and Schubert's claims to be recognised as one of the Great Musicians are now so universally acknowledged that it is difficult to imagine the time when, in his own country, he was looked upon merely as a song-writer, and an unsuccessful aspirant to the honours of dramatic music. Even in England it is within the last twenty years that we have learned to appreciate the best of his symphonies. It is not difficult to account for Schubert's failure to o'llain recognition during his lifetime. He was overshadowed by the greatness of his contemporaries in symphonic composition by lieethoven, in opera by Weber and he was not so much neglected, or temporarily deposed from his rightful position through some powerful rival, as he was altogether overlooked. Besides the humbleness of his origin, and the consequent poverty with which he had to struggle, he was not endowed with any of those personal charms that are of almost inestimable service in advancing men in the world, and the advantages of which even genius itself cannot affect to ignore.

He was not an accomplished man of the world like Mendelssohn, and he possessed none of the literary graces of Berlioz indeed, beyond the domain of music he was nothing. Irom his art the thought of him is unendurable and in reading the meagre extracts from his journals and letters given by Mr. Frost we are irresistibly drawn to the contemplation of the description of the composer given by Kreissle, so much more naturally do these heavy and prosy platitudes seem to proceed from one answering to that unflattering and repulsive portrait than from the genius to whom we owe the minor symphony. Mr. Frost has made the most of his somewhat scanty materials, and has done his biographical work we'I.

It can scarcely be regarded as an enviable task Schubert's singularly uneventful life is unattractive in itself, and his was not one of those intense personalities whose fascinating property it is to invest all things about them with that subtle interest which allures posterity. It is difficult to derive any sincere gratification from reading the narrative of such a life as that of Schubert, which appears to have realised the very nadir of dull, unexalted monotony. It is pleasing to know that he must often have experienced a compensating spiritual elevation in the heaven of composition. The round of his life in Vienna was of such unexampled dulness that it is inconceivable how he struggled through it, excepting through the consolatory aid of his genius. We must commend a useful chronological catalogue of Schubert's compositions.

Mr. Ludwig Verner Helms, in his preface to Pioneering in the Far East (W. H. Allen and says modestly enough that he is not qualified either by training or acquaintance to be "a scientific recorder of the wonders of the Eastern Archipelago." That is perfectly true, perhaps, but a certain merit and interest always attach to an unvarnished narrative of human experience, and the story of his five-and-twenty years of adventure in a romantic part of the world is well worth perusal. Much of his matter, doubtless, is anything but novel.

We have read descriptions of California in 1850 by the score. On the other hand, however, some parts of the book are just now of especial interest. Of Borneo, Mr. Helms speaks with very full knowledge. He was intimate with Rajah Brooke, whose dispute with his nephew, Captain Brooke, has been so little understood.

Mr. Helms, however, throws some light on a matter hitherto dark and uncertain, and he pays a just tribute of admiration to a really great and heroic spirit. The book is honest and sincere which as things go is saying not a little and its illustrations are very good of their kind. We cannot say much in favour of "Country Sketches," by Finch Mason (A. II.

Baily and It is one of those collections of of pen-and-ink sketches of a bad, conventional type, with inscriptions intended to be humorous, but which are too often only vulgar. There is a sporting tone about them, doubtless, and one sees a good deal of the familiar country squire of "larky" tendencies, but the jokes are witless, whilst as Art the pictures cannot count for much. In view of a Government inquiry having recently taken place respecting the grant of a Charter of Corporation to the town and parish of Croydon, Mr. J. Corbet Anderson has written "A Short Chronicle concerning Croydon (Reeves and Turner), which will be welcome addition to historical and topographical literature.

A uost varied account, from the prehistoric times, through the Roman THE SESSION OF 1882 The last act of Parliament in the Session which now stands adjourned was to witness the Royal Assent given to eighty-eight Bills. This appears to show that the Session has not been so barren as it has grown to be the practice to regard it. Of course a considerable proportion of this imposing array was made up of Railway Bills and private legislation. But there were some others of considerable public interest. Amongst these may be cited the Act to amend the Bills of Sale Act of 1878 the Scotch Entail Bill the Irish Courts of Judicature Bill the Allotments Bill an Act dealing with Bills of Exchange the Electric Lighting Bill the Scotch Education Bill, and an Education Bill for Ireland the Married Women's Property Bill the Ancient Monuments Bill the Post Office Parcel Bill The Scotch Fishery Board Bill, and, last, though not least, the Arrears Bill.

No one would claim for this list that it is an adequate result for a Session as laborious as that just closed, and which has beyond not much more than the new Land Bill to show. But, considering the peculiar characteristics of the Session, it is something to have even a few useful measures added to the Statute Book. The worst feature about the addition is the manner in which these poor results have been obtained. It was only by extra efforts, made at the fag end of the Session, that anything whatever has been accomplished. The two Scotch Bills, for example, have got through only by favour of Saturday sittings, and the same remark applies to the Electric Lighting Bill.

After five days' work, which regularly extended far into the morning, members were asked to sit again on Saturday, in order to get these Bills through. Previous to this much labour had been bestowed upon them. A Committee had sat on the Electric Light Bill, and with singular rapidity and completeness dealt with an enormous mass of evidence preferred both by the wealthy corporations who thought their interests were attacked, and by the promoters of new companies. As far as Scotch Bills were concerned, their treatment has a special interest, For Love and Honour," a novel, by Francis Addison (3 vols. Tinsley is ingeniously constructed upon a daringly original idea.

One Sebastian Fleming, a hideous sort of dwarf, devotes his life to the destruction of his fellow-creatures, body and soul, by compelling them to commit suicide. He studies their strength and their weaknesses, and so manages that only by paying the price of his own life with his own hands can each several victim save the life or happiness of her or him who is dearest to him. The piice is in every case set down in a bond, and the merit of this extravagant romance lies in the skill with which Mr. Addison renders the fulfilment of the condition practically unavoidable. We are left uncertain whether Fleming is a homicidal madman of genius, or a sort of fiend in human form at any rate his proceedings are rendered interesting, no less by their curious ingenuity than by the effectively direct aad cold-blooded style in which they are told.

But in the dramatic force and insight, above all things necessary in stories of this unnatural kind, the novel is wanting. While curious as a flight of imagination, it altogether fails to achieve that mingling of the mystical, the realistic, and the grotesque which would have given it a really high place among works of fancy. But while none can be satisfied with the result as a whole, to begin it without reading to the end is equally impossible. The author of "Commonplace," has been happy in the publication of A Strange Journey, or Pictures from Egypt and the Soudan (3 vols. Bentley and Son), just at the present time.

An Egyptian novel was surely demanded, and it has come. Eva Fitzgerald and her twin-brother, through a series of family complications, live long enough at Cairo to have made it their home, and.