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which words mean, for warlike purposes, ished, and each side allowed to do as it the same thing, the Czar will be obeyed pleases, a remark we recommend to the by all chiefs from the Polar sea to the consideration of American merchants in frontier of Afghanistan. No power can Shanghai. They may not like to be put hinder him except England, and England in prison in heaps every day for doing only by direct alliance with the Shah, or nothing, and forcibly shaven besides. direct force applied through the Shah's We do not wish to believe and do not bedominions. A few score wells sunk, and lieve half the stories repeated by the his Cossacks may

whither they will. alarmists, but it is quite clear, from the It is a strange, though an explicable sudden and tremendous defeat of the change which has passed over these i Chinese Mohammedans in Yunan, a detribes, and indeed all Asiatic sovereign- feat which seems to involve the stampties, and it is difficult to resist the temp- ing-out of their power, that some new tation of speculating whether it will be force, it may be only a new General, but permanent. Are Russia and England - it may also be a new army, has accrued allied perhaps with Holland, which has a to the Chinese Government. What if very distinct function to perform in Asia, that Government provided itself with new and has just telegraphed that she means and heavy guns, light steel batteries, a to go on performing it — really to mould good desert cavalry, and infantry without these populations for centuries to come, i numbers, all taught, as it

quite clear absorbing their wealth, abolishing their Chinese can be taught, to die steadily in politics, and training their people? or is their ranks? Our own Coolie corps did the spell laid on these vast multitudes one that. Could Europe, with its vast diswhich can be removed ? As yet the an- tances to cross, again hope to enter swer is in the negative, for no attempt Pekin? The Anamese might readily could be more desperately made to shake draw similar help from within China, and the West off than that which is called as to India, nothing can prevent the enthe Mutiny, and none could have been try, if not of great guns, at least of rifles more thoroughly suppressed. But Eu- and repeating carbines and revolvers. rope, nevertheless, has only a moral hold Lord Napier would have a pleasant chase on Asia, which is daily losing its force. after Hyder Ali and 50,000 horsemen We cannot help an uneasy feeling that armed and drilled to use repeating carthe moral yoke is giving way; that the bines. Even as it is, the people of the East is reckoning with its difficulties, or Khanates may be taught by some exile as it says, its enemies ; that it is begin the secret of their proper warfare, the ning to feel that if it knew the truth use of cavalry to harass and desolate, but strength might come to it. That clearly not to fight, and may import weapons

, is the motive of the Shah's visit to Eu- particularly revolvers, through the Gulf. rope, and though he may go back over- There is an ugly little sentence in the whelmed with the signs of power he sees Russian official account that the Khan around him, that was not the effect of and his cavalry, “over-persuaded by the England on Azimoollah, the Cawnpore war-party,” have rushed into the desert

. murderer, and we are told is not the One real defeat of the Europeans would effect of recent conflicts on the rulers of enlighten all Asia, and Asia can wait China. They are arming in the Western long and quietly for her news. She is fashion, are mounting, it is stated, steel now nearly subjugated, and we do not cannon on the forts of Tientsin, are im- doubt will remain so for a time ; but porting rifles, and are disciplining their there may be terrible struggles yet, troops to strict European obedience un- struggles so fierce that the curious federder regular officers. Their people in San ation of Europe which now governs Francisco, who have been insulted, tor- Shanghai may be called into existence tured, and plundered for months, seem to keep Asia down till her education is suddenly to have been emboldened by complete. The thorough extinction of tidings from the East, and in an ex- the white man in China would call Eutremely clever remonstrance have warned rope to very different work than its presthe municipality that if the Americans ent one of squabbling whether dead dy will not keep the Treaty neither will the nasties are corpses or sacred mummies. Chinese ; that the Treaty will be abol- |

Fifth Series,
Volume III.


No. 1524. – August 23, 1873.

$From Beginning, ? Vol. CXVIII.





II. INNOCENT: A Tale of Modern Life. By Mrs.

Oliphant, author of “Salem Chapel," " The
Minister's Wife,” “Squire Arden,” etc.
Part XII.,


Cornhill Magazine,

author of “Dorothy Fox.” Part X., Good Words, V. THE BISHOP OF WINCHESTER AND LORD WESTBURY,


Saturday Review, VII. THE FAR EAST,

Pall Mall Gazette,




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Lay me low, my work is done,

I am weary. Lay me low,
Where the wild flowers woo the sun,

Poised in a sheeny mist
Where the balmy breezes blow,

Of the dust of bloom,
Where the butterfly takes wing,

Clasped to the poppy's breast and kissed,
Where the aspens drooping grow, Baptized in violet perfume
Where the young birds chirp and sing.

From foot to plume!
I am weary, let me go.
I have striven hard and long

Zephyr loves thy wings
In the world's unequal fight,

Above all lovable things,
Always to resist the wrong,

And brings them gifts with rapturous mur.

murings: Always to maintain the right, Always with a stubborn heart

Thine is the golden reach of blooming hours,
Taking, giving blow for blow.

Spirit of flowers!
Brother, I have played my part,
And am weary, let me go.

Music follows thee,

And, continually, Stern the world and bitter cold,

Thy life is changed and sweetened happily, Irksome, painful to endure,

Having no more than rose-leaf shade of Everywhere a love of gold,

Nowhere pity for the poor.

O bird of bloom!
Everywhere mistrust, disguise,
Pride, hypocrisy, and show.

Thou art a winged thought
Draw the curtain, close mine eyes,

Of tropical hours,
I am weary, let me go.

With all the tropic's rare bloom-splendour Others 'chance when I am gone

fraught, May restore the battle-call,

Surcharged with beauty's indefinable powers, Bravely lead the good cause on,

Angel of flowers!
Fighting in the which I fall.
God may quicken some true soul

Here to take my place below
In the heroes' muster-roll.
I am weary, let me go.

Shield and buckler, hang them up, Still, deep, and clear one time our friendship
Drape the standard on the wall,

lay, I have drained the mortal cup

As lies a noble lake;
To the finish, dregs and all.

Therein our souls did bathe, thereon did play; When our work is done 'tis best,

No soundings did we take.
Brother, best that we should go.
I'm aweary, let me rest,

Ah gracious waters! — not a sudden frost
I'm aweary, lay me low.

Their ripplings sealed in death;
All The Year Round. Then might a thaw have brought us back the

With breathings of warm breath.


They wasted day by day and were withdrawn;

The risen sun shone wide AND over all there hung a round full moon,

Where all was arid, from the dewless dawn And underneath the stream in silence sped,

To scorching eventide.
Its silvered ripples sliding past full soon
While others pressed behind; these born,
those dead.

Ah! they were but a flood, unfed by streams;

Yet I, so fain to slake Then all were changing; e'en that silvered My ardent thirst, must haunt the spot where ball

gleams Of peaceful light, too calm almost to shine, The mirage of our lake. Moved, and reluctant there amongst them all, As they on their ways, must I pass on mine. Thou art so changed, thou dost perceive no

change; If all is changing, may thy troubles change! But as a secret deep

If light be shining, may it shine on thee! I guard (lest friendship's ghost I should es. If peace descending, may it spread its range,

trange), And food thy soul, and raising, set it free. How much I secret keep. Spectator.



From The Westminster Review. occasion : in our next issue we shall hope THE PERSONAL LIFE OF GEORGE to furnish our readers with an account of

his Life and Writings which we shall THERE are a few men in every age spare no effort to make worthy of so whose privilege and glory it is, while great a man. But we cannot allow a standing aloof from practical politics or number of the Westminster Review to taking no prominent share therein, to appear without at least a passing tribute inform the thoughts and direct the aims to the memory of one whose loss, so reof succeeding generations of their coun- cent and deplorable, is a calamity not trymen. The influence of such men is to us only but to England and to the often less immediately manifest than that world. One of the keenest intellects of practical statesmen, but in the end it and one of the noblest characters which is wider because it is indirect; and when this generation has seen has passed away, the history of their time comes to be and John Stuart Mill sleeps at Avignon written it is they who will be regarded as by the side of her to whom his own life the springs of the legislation and the was offered as a willing sacrifice. But sources of the progress in which they had though he was cut off in the maturity of perhaps no personal 'share. It is not his splendid powers, his work still lives given to them to sway senates or to and will live in the thoughts and deeds guide the popular will, but it is their no- of many a future generation. To have bler task to be teachers of the teachers, taught the flower of England's youth ; to and to replenish the fountains of the have revived the study of philosophy in statesman's wisdom. England has lately her schools; to have moulded the policy lost two such men George Grote, who of her greatest dependency; to have died two years ago, and John Stuart Mill, guided and ruled the thought of a whole whose untimely loss we are all deploring generation in one of the greatest of Euto-day. These two men were trained in ropean states, and to have illumined the the same school of thought, and received path of future progress for many a comthe lamp of wisdom from the same handing year— this is a task which it is given – that of Bentham ; they cannot there to few to attempt, to fewer still to accomfore be entirely compared with the two plish. We who have seen it attempted “ seminal minds” of the earlier part of without a shadow of mean ambition, and the present century, whose eulogy was so accomplished without a trace of ignoble eloquently written by one of them many exultation, must for ever cherish the years ago in the pages of this Review; t name and exalt the memory of John for while Coleridge and Bentham repre- Stuart Mill. sented two distinct, and in many respects In the present paper we propose to antagonistic, currents of thought, Grote give some account of the life of the and Mill, though their lives of activity elder of these two men - George Grote, were in the main divergent, were cast in whose History of Greece, together with the same mould, professed the same the supplementary treatise on Plato and philosophic faith, and shared the in- the unfinished fragment on Aristotle, is fluence of the same great mind. Their one of the noblest monuments of Engworks are the main channels through lish scholarship which the present cenwhich the influence of Bentham has tury has produced. The life of George reached the present generation ; and it is Grote falls naturally into three periods : perhaps chiefly owing to them that that 1. His early life and private history from influence is still so great.

1794 to 1833 ; 2. His parliamentary career Of John Stuart Mill it is not our pur- from 1833 to 1841 ; 3. The period of litpose to speak at length on the presenterary production which lasted uninter

ruptedly from his retirement from Parlia* The Personal Life of George Grote. By Mrs. ment in 1841, and from business in 1843, Grote. Murray: London. 1873.

* Westminster Review, Aug. 1838. Article on Ben- up to the last months of his life in 1871. tham, by J. S. MiU.

We shall dwell at considerable length on the first of these periods because it is “It is what I intend to try. You see, unthe one of which least is known to the less I give some account of your youth and world, and in which the seed of that cul- early manhood, no other hand can furnish the ture which bore so splendid a fruit in least information concerning it.” later years were sown : but the charac

“Nothing can be more certain — you are the teristic note of all three periods is the only person living who knows anything about

me during the first half of my existence.” same, that of strenuous and unfailing de

This short colloquy ended, the subject was votion to one great purpose ; as a friend

never renewed between us; the historian feel. said in 1865, recalling, perhaps uncon-ing, as I believe, content to leave his life's sciously, the words of Goethe

story in my hands. Wie das Gestirn

Thenceforth, whenever opportunities and Ohne hast

strength allowed of my working at the biogra. Aber ohne Rast,

phy, I did so, and the narrative had advanced,

in 1870, as far as the year 1820, when it was “Grote's intellectual course always seems unavoidably laid aside for the space of twelve to me to resemble the progress of a months. planet through the firmament; never

Since the commencement of the year 1872, halting, never deviating from its onward it has been slowly continued in the intervals path, steadfast to its appointed pur

of leisure allowed me by my numerous obligapose.”

tions; though often arrested by attacks of

illness. Mrs. Grote has devoted the latter years

I have given a brief statement of the cause of a not unproductive literary life to the and growth of this modest memoir, to explain preparation of a personal memoir of her to my readers from what motives it came to distinguished husband : of his “ intellec- pass that, notwithstanding the difficulties at. tual achievements, whether as a His-tending its composition, I had yet sufficient torian, Scholar, Philosopher, or Critic,” | courage and industry to bring my work to an she does not hold herself entitled to end. When they learn that no other pen could speak-; we are promised however that "a have produced it, they will surely accord to more qualified exposition will supply her this book all the indulgence it needs. — Pref. deficiency in this great field at no distant date." Her work is therefore “ The Per- The modesty of the purpose here exsonal History of George Grote,” as it is pressed forestalls and disarms criticism; called on the title-page, and its origin is it is difficult, perhaps impossible, to give due to the anxiety expressed by many a very artistic form to the story of a sinfriends of the Historian to have some ac- gularly uneventful life, for which the only count of his early life. Yielding to their available materials are family records, importunity, she began in 1866 to collect private diaries and familiar letters; and such old letters and journals as she had Mrs. Grote has wisely refrained from the preserved, with the view of weaving them attempt. Notwithstanding a certain oldinto a biographical form.

fashioned air of formality which is at Being thus occupied on one morning of (1 times almost grotesque, the style is unthink) the year 1867, Mr. Grote came into the pretending and in some cases homely

even to bluntness; and if the general " What are you so busy over, there, H. ?” | result is somewhat lacking in refinement, inquired he.

the defect is redeemed by genuine sin“Well, I am arranging some materials for a cerity of purpose and the frank and unsketch of your life, which I have been urgently disguised admiration which Mrs. Grote invited to write by several of our best friends." “ My life !” exclaimed Mr. Grote; “why, studies of her husband. It is not per

everywhere manifests for the labours and there is absolutely nothing to tell!”

“Not in the way of adventures, I grant; but haps inappropriate that the life of a writer there is something, nevertheless -- your Life whose style was pre-eminently plain and is the history of a mind.”

unadorned should be commemorated in That is it!” he rejoined, with animation. an artless and homely narrative. “ But can you tell it?”

The founder of the Grote family in

ace, ii.-v.


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