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REE loan exhibitions of pictures such as that opened by private

enterprise in Whitechapel cannot be too much praised. While England possesses a large number of the finest pictures in Europe, the opportunities of seeing them afforded any but a privileged class are few. Those who live in the East of London are not to be tempted to the National Gallery, and from other collections they are still more remote. Everything that can be done to foster the worst taste is meanwhile done in those so-called picture galleries which exist in connection with places of amusement at which a charge is made. If only as a corrective against the influences of such galleries (!) as I have lately visited, I should like to exhibitions of good paintings in all our great centres of social existence.

THE THAMES EMBANKMENT. F ever the Thames Embankment is to answer the purpose for

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made. So gregarious are men, and so fond of contemplating the drama of real life constantly unfolding itself before them, that they will never walk down a thoroughfare to which fashion is not attracted by bright shops. In Paris, even, for one person who wanders by the quays on either bank of the Seine, there are a score who lounge down the boulevards. I should like, then, to see from Westminster to Blackfriars a range of handsome shops, cafés, and the like, all onestory high with gardens above. This scheme of hanging gardens is perfectly feasible, and I am the more ready to ventilate it in these pages since it has, when mentioned by me, won the approval of some of the most distinguished of modern artists. I have other alterations in regard to the Embankment to suggest, but the innovation I propose is sufficiently important to merit a place to itself,


English CHAP-Books.
AM glad that some one has appeared to do for our English chap-

books what M. Nisard in his “Histoire des Livres Populaires ou de la Littérature du Colportage,” has done for those of France. In his “Chap-Books of the Eighteenth Century,” Mr. Ashton occupies what, so far as England is concerned, is practically new ground. I am aware that in the different collections known as John Cheap the

" Chatto & Windus,

Chapman's Library, a large number of Scotch chap-books have been preserved, and I know also what Mr. Hindley has done for the Catnach publications. For the first time, however, we are now supplied with a full account of the various forms of chap-booksscriptural, poetical, romantic, humorous, and the like, which, to a not inconsiderable portion of the English public, constituted during the eighteenth century the only available or attainable form of literary pabulum. It may sound absurd, but I am prepared to maintain that the present volume, besides constituting, as I know, very delightful if not very arduous reading, might easily prove of genuine utility. In the amusingly condensed versions of various legends it supplies just the amount of information concerning popular stories that a man whose studies lie in a different direction may like to have. “ The Life and Death of Long Meg of Westminster," for instance, or “ The Wise Men of Gotham," supplies the particulars one may well seek to possess, which are not very easy to find in other quarters. Very amusing and quaint are the reproductions of the original illustrations. These are as a rule far ruder as art than those in French works of the same class. To find anything equally primitive I have to go back to the illustrations to the famous edition of the Roman de la Rose of 1493, with which, allowing for difference of costume, those now reproduced have much in common. The new volume is a handsome and desirable possession, the large-paper copies especially constituting veritable livres de luxe.


HE placing of a tablet on the walls of the house in Mercedes

Street which was occupied by Sir Walter Scott during his stay in Rome is a graceful action on the part of Italy. Seldom, indeed, do nations go out of their way thus to celebrate the great men of other countries. More often a monument erected by patriotic zeal or Chauvinism to a fellow-citizen involves a direct wrong to men of other nations. Such is the monument which at Haarlem credits Coster with the invention of printing, and such, I am inclined to believe, is the last monument I saw uncovered-the statue at Boulogne which claims for an inhabitant of that agreeable seaport the discovery of the ship-screw. So slow are we in England to recognise any greatness in Englishmen that is not military or legislative, that there is no reason for the complaint that no smallest evidence remains to show where men like Voltaire, Weber, and a score others have dwelt when in our midst. A mural tablet, however, recording

the fact that à house was occupied by some stranger of highest eminence would be an inexpensive way of complimenting other nations, and adding to the interest of our own streets. Still, when no sign that men of our own kin, like Shakespeare or Milton, or children of adoption, like Handel or Vandyck, resided in London, appears in our streets, it is perhaps futile to wish that we should chronicle the passing visits of strangers.

CORRUPTING INFLUENCE OF ENGLISH Vices. has been a matter of boasting with the French that their destiny

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and it has even been sought to impose by force upon neighbouring countries the views upon social and political questions prevalent in France at a given epoch. At the present time, however, the French are showing, with regard to the vices of their neighbours, a power of assimilation that must in the end sap their individuality. It is long since we first gave them what is known as le sport. Since that time they have commenced to gather whatever is most cruel in our own practices and those of other countries. Bull-fights have been imported from Spain, and those on the northern side of the Pyrenees are now scarcely to be distinguished as regards ferocity from those on the southern. From ourselves, meanwhile, they have taken pigeon-shooting first, and now boxing. An exhibition of “la boxe between two Englishmen constituted the chief feature in a recent assault-at-arms in Paris. Veritable children are Frenchmen. In nothing is this fact shown more conclusively than in their tendency to imitation. Many a father has seen that while his virtues were powerless to influence his children, his faults were immediately copied and accentuated, and has found in this fact a motive to struggle after improvement. A similar motive might perhaps induce us as a nation to rid ourselves of those vices which, caricatured by our neighbours, are likely to exercise upon people of temperament less lethargic than our own a pernicious and wholly degrading influence.




JUNE 1882.



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GRANT, like other men in whom a quiet demeanour is the

result rather of experience than of temperament, was very observant; and he had observed several things during and after the day at Richmond. It may be assumed that he had not planned that expedition without some anticipation that it might have results particularly affecting Philip and Marion ; and up to the moment when the party were overtaken, on their way home, by the Marquise Desmoines, he had reason to think that his anticipations had not been deceived. Since that moment, however, a change had taken place. Philip had worn an aspect of gloomy dejection at variance with his customary bearing : and Marion's mood had been exaggerated and unequal; sometimes manifesting an over-accented gaiety, at other times relapsing abruptly and without apparent cause into depths of wayward perversity. This state of things continued without much modification for several days; it being further notice. able that the young people avoided private interviews, or at any rate did not have any : for, if Philip desired them, Marion had the means of balking his desire. In the presence of other persons, however, she seemed not averse from holding converse with him ; but her speech on such occasions had a mocking and unconciliating ring about it; and Philip's replies were brief and unenterprising. Evidently, the pegs that made their music had been set down awry. There had been some sweet melody for a while. Who was their Iago? “ What a very charming lady is the Marquise Desmoines," re

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marked Mr. Grant one day to Philip. “I have seldom seen a more korely face or a more engaging manner."

Yes," returned the young man, looking away, and drumming on the table with his fingers.

"It was easy to see that you and she were on the best of terms ich other," the old gentleman continued.

folded his arms, and tapped on the floor with his foot. sormed to take a great fancy to Marion," Mr. Grant went

Her bid fair to become great friends. It would be an withing for Marion, would it not?”

mr word, sir, it's none of my business," exclaimed Philip,

rently. "Miss Lockhart will choose her friends to please Darwiasme. If it were my place to offer her advice in the mi ve different. With your permission, I prefer not to

se, my dear Philip," replied Mr. Grant, composedly ***ing Worl"For my own part, it appeared to me that the

Marion those social advantages and opportuinitially needs. This invitation to her soirée will ingiteursor of others. By-the-by, you will be present, WIWIB

Arsiner intention," said Philip, after a pause ; and his Av he rant or threatening in it, as if he meant a month but to do some deed of note when he got

Why was as she had intimated, strictly limited as Au moins with her wish to begin her formal entertainments Villamont was still too recent, and, moreover, her new

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