worst of lives in the colony. Against that we might set successes within our own knowledge attending female emigration to New South Wales. But, in fact, all these earlier cases of female emigration were ill conducted; and the conduct of emigration has much improved under the supervision of a responsible board. contest, to create ultra-cheap occupations, of which a failure, as the women were abandoned to the the remuneration borders on starvation; and the special demands of the London market for females, which concentrate upon the capital the over-abundant supplies of the country. A statistical writer in the Examiner ably illustrates this position, and shows that to such attractions for females in want of employment will be added the very great one of a free passage to the colonies; and, ever on the watch to block out dangerous rivalries, the faithful ministerialist of the evening press seizes upon the illustration to prognosticate that Mr. Sidney Her-will be in itself an absolute good; but the emigrabert's plan must end in "failure." In its indirect and secondary consequences the measure may not work so perfectly. The translation of these wretched women to a happier clime tion may be exceeded by the female immigration into London. Secondary consequences, however, generally point to broader causes and suggest larger remedies than the topical palliatives of proximate causes. So it is here; and, in truth, if the working of Mr. Herbert's plan exposes the evil anticipated, it will have done a greater service than its author That would be true if Mr. Herbert's scheme pretended to regenerate the women of England, to reconstitute the elements of society in the empire city, or to fulfil any other enterprise as vast and "revolutionary"-according to the cant phrase, which characterizes any social measure that is thoroughly effective by that epithet. But his plan contemplated. We do not wonder that the official has no aim so wide. To counteract the broad mind is dismayed at the anticipation. What the causes of the evil, it would be necessary to improve objection really means is, that the emigration mathe state of the industrious classes; to revise the chinery of the country is so weak that it will not morals of commercialism, and some other morals; bear the strain put upon it if an impulse be given or to relieve the pressure of supply upon the de- to emigration in any particular quarter. We quite mand for women, by a general and constant draft believe that we believe that the desire to emigrate upon the people, especially in the agricultural dis-so pervades the country, and is capable of such contricts, such as would result from systematic colo- stant and ready extension, that a facility offered in nization on a national scale. Mr. Sidney Herbert any quarter will draw to it immense numbers seekis not in office, and he is not called upon to super-ing the help; and we further believe, that, for sede the functions of government in that regard. this reason, the working of Mr. Sidney Herbert's Meanwhile, the victims pressed forward by the plan will render it imperatively necessary to prosystem suffer; and it is not in human nature-vide for that additional strain by strengthening the though it may be in official or highly cultivated general emigration machinery of the country. Inpolitico-economical nature-to abstain from help-deed, the fact must be self-evident to all who have ing the afflicted. Mr. Herbert steps forward to access to information on the subject. We said that help the sufferers of the sex which is dear to all the project threatened the most distasteful of all men of manly heart, just as an individual British things to the official mind-trouble, and the imposofficer might have rushed forward to rescue a Hin-sibility of evading duty. It does so; and under doo woman thrown under the car of Juggernaut, any other circumstances, enormous pains would be although he might not have power to abolish taken to set influences to work in dissuading Mr. the Juggernaut system. What if a second victim Herbert from his plan. He has gone too far, and be found? Perhaps she might have been slain too openly, for that; but the patrons of official intoo, in any case: at all events the one is saved; terest cannot refrain from trying a little of such more than that, humanity is vindicated and hope is dissuasion as consists in disparagements and hints restored to helplessness. For, be it always before of inconvenience. The ex-minister is scarcely the us, that privation and pain are not the worst evils man to be deterred by those motives; he may not that we can suffer the worst of all is the despair of have anticipated all that he was undertaking when helplessness abandoned by sympathy. We can all he volunteered to rescue the London needlewomen, of us endure suffering; none of us abandonment. but we fully expect that he will go through with To the abandoned, Mr. Sidney Herbert has ap-it, even if it oblige him to see that the national peared as the impersonation of human aid and sym-emigration machinery be rendered effective. The pathy-to woman in her lowest abjection the broth- Globe hints a hope that Mr. Sidney Herbert, imerly help of man. Apart from the mere material consequences, either way, that assertion of a high and immortal sentiment is worth any sacrifice. pressed with the mischief that may flow from his benevolent intentions, may give up the scheme of his own accord-of course return to Queen VicIn its primary and direct consequences, the toria and the other subscribers their money, apoltransfer of women from over-womaned London to ogize to the needlewomen for his rash promises, the under-womaned colonies can do nothing but and take a tour to hide his blushes in the ruins good. We assume, indeed, that it will be properly of Petra, or disperse them on the unblushing conducted, and therefore do not think it worth prairies of the West. But the Globe dares not while to pause upon the objection of another critic, say that it hopes Mr. Herbert will be so obliging; not unbiassed by party rivalry, that the female it only tries to work upon his fears. 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TITMARSH'S REBECCA AND ROWENA.* THE plan of this jeu d'esprit is the most appropriate to the season of any of the various books that have been devised since Dickens first set the fashion of Christmas stories; for it is based upon the comic extravaganza which introduced the pantomime proper of the olden time, when pantoIn Rebecca mime aimed at a continuous action. and Rowena there is the same jovial defiance of times and manners as in the extravaganza, where the old "Lord of Misrule" might seem to have run riot; but there is in the book-what the theatre only attempted in a superficial way, if at all a sensible if not a profound view of life and its affairs; good-natured hits at the predominance of sentiment and the presence of silliness in modern novels and theatrical pieces; with satire upon the conventionally perverted views of history, which only falls below the lofty style of the greater satirists by reason of the author's quiet and effortless jocularity. The story of Rebecca and Rowena is a facetious continuation of Ivanhoe. The professed purpose is to correct an alleged error of novelists in treating only of the youth of their heroes and heroines, and closing their story with marriage, to the omission of so many years and such important periods of life. Perhaps the real purpose of so shrewd a critic as Mr. Titmarsh is to throw a little ridicule over Scott's failure in his heroines and heroes, as well as in his rose-colored exhibition of the age of chivalry. Rowena is painted as a pattern lady who neglects her duties, both as a wife and mistress, to discuss theology, dispense charity, and observe the holydays of the church. She henpecks Ivanhoe, keeps him at a distance on account of her royal birth, and loses no opportunity of twitting him with his love for Rebecca. Wamba the Jester is silenced; the castle is so intolerably dull that everybody avoids it; Ivanhoe takes to sporting and drinking, and finally resolves to join Richard the Lion-hearted in France. He dels in Prussia and Spain, rescues Rebecca at the There is no lack of variety and grotesque interest in what may be called the incidents of the piece; but the real interest arises from the manner in which the age of Richard the First is modernized, and the broad and general truths which lurk under much of the seemingly special satire. In this account of the Lion-hearted dancing and singing in the camp before Chalus, the jokes are of wider application than to kings and princes. It pained him [Ivanhoe] to see a man of the king's age and size dancing about with the young folks. They laughed at his majesty whilst they flattered him; the pages and maids of honor mimicked the royal mountebank almost to his face; and, if Ivanhoe ever could have laughed, he certainly would one night, when the king, in light-blue satin inexpressibles, with his hair in powder, chose to dance the Minuet de la Cour with the little Queen Berengaria. Then, after dancing, his majesty must needs order a guitar, and begin to sing. He was said to compose his own songs, words, and music; but those who have read Lord Campobello's Lives of the Lord Chancellors are aware that there was a person by the name of Blondel who in fact did all the musical part of the king's performances; and as for the words, when a king writes verses we may be sure there will be plenty of people to admire his poetry. His majesty would sing you a ballad, of which he had stolen every idea, to an air which was ringing on all the barrel-organs of Christendom; and, turning round to his courtiers, would say, "How do you like that? I dashed it off this morning." Or," Blondel, what do you think of this movement in B flat?" or what not; and the courtiers and Blondel, you may be sure, would applaud with all their might, like hypocrites as they were. One evening, it was the evening of the 27th March, 1199, his majesty, who was in the musical mood, treated the court with a quantity of his socalled compositions, until the people were fairly tired of clapping with their hands and laughing in their sleeves. First he sang an original air and beginning, poem, is in close attendance upon the king at his siege * Rebecca and Rowena : Romance upon Romance. By CCCII. LIVING AGE. Cherries nice, cherries nice, nice, come choose, Fresh and fair ones, who 'll refuse? &c. The which he was ready to take his affidavit he had composed the day before yesterday. Then he sang an equally original heroic melody, of which the chorus was, For Britons, never, never, never slaves shall be, &c. The courtiers applauded this song as they did the other, all except Ivanhoe, who sat without COMMANDERS OF THE FAITHFUL. The Pope he is a happy man, And there he sits and drains his can, And then there 's Sultan Saladin, But no-the Pope no wife may choose, And would be neither Turk nor Pope. Leading on my fierce companions," cried he. "over storm and brine, I have fought and I have conquered! Where was glory like to mine?" Loudly all the courtiers echoed "Where is glory like to thine?" "What avail me all my kingdoms? Weary am I now, and old; Those fair sons I have begotten long to see me dead and cold; Would I were, and quiet buried underneath the silent mould! "O, remorse, the writhing serpent, at my bosom tears and bites; Horrid, horrid things I look on, though I put out all the lights; Ghosts of ghastly recollections troop about my bed of nights. "Cities burning, convents blazing, red with sacri- The ballad of King Canute, illustrating a well-known story, is an example of deeper thought and satire at the same time, there is a boundary, not always easily to be defined, beyond which it becomes questionable whether ridicule should be pushed. Conventional hypocrisies, sentiments, and heroics, are bad, but avowed conventional sordid-"Such ness is worse: men find no difficulty in acting down to low theories. 66 a tender conscience," cries the bishop. every one admires. King Canute was very weary-hearted; he had And he thought upon his actions, walking by the "Twixt the chancellor and bishop walked the king Sliding after like his shadow, pausing when he chose to pause; If a frown his face contracted, straight the courtiers dropped their jaws; If to laugh the king was minded, out they burst in loud hee-haws. But that day a something vexed him, that was clear to old and young: "But for such unpleasant bygones, cease, my They 're forgotten and forgiven by our holy mother Never, never does she leave her benefactors in the lurch. "Look! the land is crowned with minsters, which Heaven are daily praised: I'm amazed!" "Nay, I feel," replied King Canute, "that my end is drawing near. "Don't say so," exclaimed the courtiers, (striving each to squeeze a tear ;) "Sure your grace is strong and lusty, and may live this fifty year." "Live these fifty years!" the bishop roared, with actions made to suit ; "Are you mad, my good lord keeper, thus to speak of King Canute? suited to his station, and based on the best dictates of common sense, which through life the sculptor developed in a most exemplary manner, for whatever may be the opinion of the world as to his merits as an artist, or his accomplishments as a man, all agree in acknowledging his remarkable and undeviating sagacity. In other words, the old gentleman wished to do something which he did not do, but which his son nevertheless developed, for everybody acknowledges it. It is very well that everybody doesbecause we are thus saved the trouble of explaining it. At page 5 a well-known anecdote, of not a little interest in Chantrey's life, is thus darkly hinted at by Mr. Jones: During the time that Chantrey was a carver in wood, he saw Mr. Rogers, and received employment from him. At an after period, when the artist had risen to eminence, the poet was reminded by the sculptor of their previous interview; and the frank, courteous, and friendly recognition of each other cannot be described adequately by any one after having been heard by many in the admirably descriptive language of the author of the "Pleasures of Memory." That is, a thing which has been heard by many in admirably descriptive language cannot be described adequately by any one. Profound, but inconvenient. We would rather have had it told by any two, or half-a-dozen, than missed it altogether. The supposed resemblance of his hero to two very remarkable faces is fondly dwelt upon by Mr. Jones. The first is to Shakspeare : No one, after reading this volume, will presume to question the variety or profundity of its author's classical erudition. That very rare work, the Ars Poetica of Horace, is at his fingers'-ends. The Epistola of the same ingenious writer have not escaped his research. Quintilian and Cicero are Soon after this time Chantrey went to Ireland, friends at his elbow. "Qungov 'This is a familiar book to him. He has scanned the marvels of the where he suffered so severely from a fever, that his Historia Naturalis with the elder Pliny. Elian recovery was doubtful; and in the progress of the disease he lost his hair, and was bald at his restorahas made him free of the gossip of the Varia His-tion to health, and so he remained during the rest He has sauntered with Pausanias among the buildings, temples, statues of the Elludos Ieginnois. Is it surprising that he should have forgotten his English, if he had ever happened to acquire it? toria. Nevertheless, when one would write an English book, there are prejudices that would seem to exact some small preliminary knowledge of the language. Cicero has even gone so far as to remark (we need not quote the De Oratore to so profound a classic as Mr. Jones) that it is a disgrace not to be properly acquainted with our mother tongue-but we shall be content to observe, for our own parts, that to be reasonably acquainted with our mother tongue is no impertinent preface to the attempt to write in it. Mr. Jones has hardly been so sensible of this as it was desirable he should have been. of his life, which, however, rather improved than The The volume opens thus (the reader will hardly need to be told that the words occasionally marked by Italics in our extracts have been so distinguished by us, and not by the author): Sir Francis Chantrey was born at Norton, in Derbyshire, not far from Sheffield, in 1782. His father cultivated a small property of his own. To his son Francis he wished to give an education Amongst these busts there is a head of Socrates, to which Chantrey bore considerable resemblance, although the marble has a beard which conceals the mouth, and that feature of the English sculptor was the best in his face, and before he sunk into ill health it was of the most perfect form and beautiful expression. If the countenance had some similitude, so had the mind of the philosopher and the sculptor, for they were guided alike by strong reason and rigid investigation; both were slow to determine, and required the most accurate evidence for decision. The vivid Socratic peculiarities, reminding the |