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THE SOCIETY OF BRITISH ARTISTS.
Sc.—“And makes thee plaguy ill. But come, take heart of grace,
and let us go see how quietly the Thames looks when C. J. LEWIS SCENE—the Gallery. Viator is discovered with a catalogue in his hand, limneth it of a calm evening." staring wildly at the walls. To him enter SCRUTATOR.
V1.—" Aye, that is more to my taste, and minds me of the time
when I was wont to wet a line with good Master IZAAK WALTON." SCRUTATOR.—"Give thee good den! Art studying these pictorial Sc.—“Here be noble moonlight passages in GILBERT's picture. What phantasies, Oh, Viator ?"
say you ?" VIATOR.—“Ay, marry, that am I. What think you of the show ?"' Vi.-" It beseemeth me I have seen the like before, or what nearly
Sc.—“'Tis a passing good show, and such an one as I cannot resembleth it.” mind me to have seen this many a long day:”
Sc._“You must go look at DONALDSON’s Roman view, if ye must V1.—" Here be hugely good painting, 'i' faith. I would I were needs have originality and novelty.” rich!"
VI.—“I took note of it but just now. It is ill placed, but 'tis brimSc.—“Nay, never be discontented ! But, come, we will make the full of truth and reality. It likes me much." grand tour of the Gallery. This Beau's Stratagem,' now, is a clever Sc.—“Where be the critics one is wont to meet at the private views, picture.. 'Tis deftly limned, and the yellow velvet of the gallant's Master VIATOR? By my halidome, I have not clapt eyes on one this doublet is e'en excellent."
whole noontide.” V1.—“And the maiden's garb, too, is charming—who is the painter " V1.-" There be other galleries open privately this day, and since Sc.—“BARNES !"
they belong to dealers the critics have flocked thither." V1.-"Not the Common evidentir-he's above that. Here now is Sc.—" Is it so? It seems it would be more becoming to do honour a noble work by Cole. Of a truth the sunlight is ably done.” to a Society of Artists first, and go honour the dealers afterward."
Sc.—“It is. And, methinks, Ludovici hath well portrayed the V1.—"Aye, marry; but Societies don't give dinners and bals seclusion of the cloister hero."
masques, the which your dealer doth at times." V1.-"He hath, of a truth. But did you mark another canvas by Sc.-"Say you so ? Then my faith in critics is like to come to Burk in yonder chamber, the presentment of a lad nursing his little diminishment.' brother?
V1.—“Mine cannot be diminished.” Sc.—“It did not escape me. It is a prettily-conceived work. But Sc.—“How so?” there be some rare gems in the smaller apartments, notably a twilight V1.—"That is the point, which, as gossip Euclid putteth it, hath no by the sea, which BARNES hath painted.”
size nor magnitude.” V1.—“'Tis infused with the very spirit of true poesy. Dost not Sc.—“You are pleased to be satiric. But now let us go and drink think Thom paints well ? See the pilferers here in the orchard by beer. It is a performance full of pleasure after a picture gallery." the river-side."
V1.—“Spoken like a philosopher. I am with you! Dost know a Sc.—"Good, truly. And these other marauders by PASQUIER. But handy hostel ?" let us not pass by the Contested Election,' set down with skill by $6.—“Within a petronel's shot of this. What say you of the RITCHIB. 'Tis an artful bit of work. But what ails you? Are you gallery as a whole ?" smit with the falling sickness ?”
V1.-" The best exhibition I have seen here this age. But see what V1.-“ Lead me hence, I prithee!" [Viator leads him away. a capital collection of water-colours we have yonder? Sc.—“What has affected thee 80 strangely?".
Sc.—“'Tis a capital gathering, and one that might run alone instead VI.—“I am no sailor, good SCRUTATOR, and the sight of that sea of followiog on the heels of the other department.”. as Hayes hath painted it hath made me as qualmish as if I were V1.-" It might, of a verity. Bat we must not linger." aboard a Margate boat. The fellow paints ocean pestilently well !" Sc.—“Have with you!”
Lo.con: Printed by JUDD & GLASS, Pha'nix Works, St. Andrew's Ilill, Doctors' Commons, and Published (for the Proprietor) by W. AI DER, at 80, Flect-street, E.C.
April 13, 1867.
Milly's your pet and diminutive name-
Language of looks is a dangerous game.
Only a night ago, still it's absurd,
Neither exchanged a soft whisper or word.
Cannoned against us and left us in “ baulk;"
When we were longing to cut them and talk.
Trying for ever to moisten his lips;
Warn us that fate is unsteady and trips.
Sports, or with water fills treacherous jars,
Doves for a moment and afterwards stars !
Fancies are better a thousand times o'er;
I might in turn prove a horrible bore.
ON A NEW PARTY.
Can cause us no surprise !
It's all made up of “I's."
To call it "Heads and Tails ?”
That Government assails.
With that description blent;
Will be peahen-itent!
NIPT IN THE BUD.
SCENE.- A Ball-room abroad.
Guileless Being :-"DEAR ME; How VERY LITTLE YOU MUST HAVE HAD
OUR LIBRARY TABLE.
wall, lock the gate, and lose the key. The second manual is Goot Two publications which bear upon the Paris Exhibition lie before us.
Food: What it is, and How to Get it. This ought to be popular at the The Art-Journal supplements its usual contents with an illustrated price, for there are thousands of people
whose chief difficulty in life is catalogue, which is got up in admirable style. To judge from the
“ how to get food "-good, bad, or indifferent. A handbook of Fishing accounts received from Paris, we should say that purchasers of the also issued by. Messrs. ROUTLEDGB, seems admirably adapted for iti Art-Journal this month will have seen more of the Exhibition than the purpose—a guide to angling for boys. We should recommend Messrs season-ticket holders have as yet, for the catalogue is profusely illus- ROUTLEDGE to dedicate the next edition to the CHANCELLOR OF THE trated, „The
subjects are chosen with taste, and drawn and engraved EXCHEQUER, who is, if we may believe MR. BERNAL OSBORNE, an adept with skill
. The other portion of this long-established Art publication at the gentle craft. is up to its usual standard. MESSRs. Johnson And Son's Complete Official Catalogue is very hand
Laboratory v. Gasworks. somely turned out. Its exterior appearance is certainly more pleasing A new scientific journal, the Laboratory, which is intended to record than that of the huge shed whose contents it enumerates. Our readers the results of the investigations and experiments of Science, makes the would not believe us if we were to say that we have read the volume following statement :carefully, so we will not say so. But we may venture unhesitatingly “ Dr. Frankland's course of lectures on coal gas has anseated the popular belie to assert that it is just the sort of book one is likely to take up at odd respecting the conditions of luminosity of a gas-flame. They have also disturbed intervals—and put down again.
the peace of the London Gas Companies. We have received from Messrs. ROUTLEDGE AND Sons the first The popular belief touching the luminosity of a gas-flame is—thanks number of The Book of Pigeons, by Messrs. TEGETMEIER AND HAR- to the gas companies that there is precious little of it. We are glad RISON Weir, with coloured portraits-not of the gentlemen, but of the to hear that the peace of the gas companies is threatened, for they have birds, of course. Mr. Weir is the artist par excellence for the work, thrown a gloom over every household that used their gas, and ought to and MR. TEGETMEIER is a profound and sound student in Natural suffer for it. History, and has turned his attention specially to pigeons. We are Rot aware whether he is the author of those touching lines
An Oared Row.
What a pity it is the fair sex is so quarrelsome ! A ladies' boating but we should be inclined to attribute them to him.
club has been set afoot-we should say afloat at Warwick, and it is The same publishing firm also send us two of their Household reported that the members have already had several “rows*” on the Manuals. The first is How to Preserve Fruit. The only plan we ever
water. found to answer was to put broken bottles on the top of the garden- • Query, by Printer's D.:-Perhaps the "row" intended is soft, like a herring's
SIR MORTON PEto, according to promise, got up in the House the other night to ask for an inquiry into the affairs of the London,
Chatham, and Dover Railway. The motion, as might have been exBY THE SAUNTERER IN SOCIETY.
pected, was refused, so the honourable gentleman had to carry his
bucket of whitewash out again. He was much buttered by the leaders HE month of
on both sides, but unfortunately that does not help in any way to reApril is famous for surprises of
move the cloud which envelopes the matter, and we are no wiser than
we were, for in introducing his motion, SIR MORTON was particular to a not very agreez avoid explaining
some of the mysteries
. When he had tried and—no doubt to his great disappointment—failed, there came a fracas, touchis ushered in by ing a motion for an inquiry into the doings of the Grand Trunk Raila day on which
way in Canada. If one may judge from a pamphlet, containing a requested to look port of a rooent meeting, the Grand Trunk seems to be in the wrong at a rent in your
coat, and then, on looking down,
DIPLOMATISTS darkly dissemble,
And prove that the wrong may be right, new spring suit,
But one puny nation will tremble and are caught in
When England goes forth to the fight.
The insult she did to our banners,
Will cost her some sorrow perchance ;
Unless she amends her bad manners,
We'll lead her a terrible dance.
We learn't him at school,
When in youthful condition;
I think, as a rule, line to be adopted by the Liberal party, should on the very night of
Merivale's the edition. the debate, when he had his course cut and dried, be intercepted in the
2. lobby, by a deputation from a small tea-room party, with the observa
A word-beloved by many a necromancer;. tion, “Oh ! you”--Well, “Oh! you seasonable politician!" Whether
With curious transformations for an answer. the month has other surprises in store for other people, at present there is no saying, but I don't think we shall reach May without some more
3. startling and unforeseen novelties.
It lay athwart his path, and so he trod THERE has been some correspondence in the Oxford Times on a sub
The vile intruder deep into the sod. ject to which I alluded some time since the conduct of some of the undergraduates at the lectures and entertainments at the Town Hall.
4. I am sorry to think there is no improvement. “A Citizen" writes on
Tidings from every nation to his storo the subject endorsing the remarks of the reporter, who had animad
Come in a constant current evermore. verted on the indecorous behaviour of some of the “young gentlemen
5. at a recent entertainment. “ Catcalls, hisses, stampings, groanings, curses, and coarse and offensive remarks” are enumerated, and it is
Oh! fairest maiden that poetic art stated that a lady who was singing was not spared such insults. The
E'er limned, of noble mould and tender heart; young men are also described as paying for the back seats, and forcing
Women now seek the suffrage, Mr. MILL themselves into the reserved places, attacking the man in charge when
Their champion,-you'd have voted for his bill. he remonstrated, and overpowering him by numbers. This letter, I
6. regret to say, stands uncontradicted, a Master of Arts writing to
Greater thau the monarch's crown, admit and deplore the charges, and suggest that the entertainments shall no longer be sanctioned. Such a step would be one of great
Thrones imperial casting down, unfairness to the inhabitants of the town, who surely ought not to be
While a young bard of thee sung debarred from rational amusements because Alma Mater cannot
Poems in the German tongue. lick her cubs into shape. It seems to me that if undergraduates were
7. forbidden to go to the Town Hall without taking and booking places
Her true love suffered sad eclipse, beforehand the difficulty would be met, and the only inconvenience in
She died upon her lover's lips. the arrangement would be experienced by those who make such a step necessary. While I am grumbling, let me add a protest against the betting spirit which has of late marked the Oxford and Cambridge
ANSWER TO ACROSTIC No. 4. Boat-race. Books are made on the event, and the speculations have in
A Aloof F some cases assumed gigantic proportions. It is a very lamentable thing
P Portfolio that the money element should become a chief feature of the brotherly
R Romeo contest between the two Universities. When it becomes a question
I Icolmkill L of lucre instead of laurels, the race loses its principal charm, and the
Laundress S crews are reduced to the unenviable position of Derby cracks, that it
CORRECT SOLUTIONS OF ACROSTIC No. 4, RECEIVED 10TH APRIL, 1867.-R. A., is worth the while of unprincipled men to try and hocus.
Charlton; Raoul; J. W.; Gobblts; Craize lach.e ; Spectre Pig; Cerovino; E.F. I WENT to the Lyceum the other night to see the revival of The Pelusethy; Snuff-box; A. G. B. and C. D. G. Duke's Motto. What a capital play it is! The plot is told with clear. ness and vigour, and every act is constructed on true principles. It
A Great Gun. is quite refreshing to come back to so genuine a piece after the trash of the sensation dramas we get nowadays. Fechter still plays Lagardère single-barrelled bill. The present Government were so determined that
THE Reform Bill of the late Liberal Ministry was condemned as a with the same go and spirit—and the same tenderness—as ever. alluded some time since, have reached a fourth part, and the pub- bill with a vengeance. We doubted, however, whether such duplicity The Excelsior Readings, published by Mr. MURDY, to which I the same epithet should not be applied to their measure, that they
introduced duality of franchise, so that theirs was a double-barrelled lished series lies before me.
The selections seem judiciously made, would be persisted in. and are arranged with every care. The binding, to which notice is particularly drawn, is a novelty intended to ensure strength and durability, two qualities which will recommend themselves to parents and
Stirring him up with the Wal-pole. guardians, though they may not command much popularity among ALTHOUGH the Home Secretary has respited Wager, it is no odds, the youngsters.
for he has not proved himself TOOMER-ciful.
OUR BIOGRAPHICAL DICTIONARY. (An Intercepted Communication addressed to the Editor of NOTES AND
By Most OF OUR EMINENT AUTHORS.
N.B.---In compliance with the wishes of a quarter of a million correspondents
who have written to us on the subject, we promise not to follow a strictly alphaSIR, -I have just lighted upon the following curious extract from a
betical order. The names of the authors will in future be given (by request). Venetian newspaper of that indefinite time krown as “the period,” from which you will see that Parliamentary language-which some
Bright, John, M.P. By Professor GOLDWIN Smith and SIR times conceals the thoughts, and always amplifies the expression—is ARCHIBALD Alison (in conjunction). This illustrious benefactor of his not peculiar to these later days, but prevailed in those from which native land first saw the light in 1811; and, ever since, his career has Shakespeare drew his materials for the tragedy of “Othello." The been one of unmitigated mischief. It has been his constant object to discovery is also valuable as illustrating that disdain of originality promote the welfare of the down-trodden millions ; and, by setting which is one of the most daring characteristics of the Immortal Bard. class against class, to provoke all the horrors of revolution. His I need scarcely add that the speech, reported in modern style, is that eloquent voice has always been raised on behalf of the poor; and, like of the Moor to the Venetian Council upon the subject of his elopement other manufacturing tyrants, he is notorious for cruelty to his own. with Desdemona. I give it textually as it stands in the debate.
workpeople. Of late years his political influence has rapidly increased ; "General Othello, Commanding in Chief, then rose, and ad- and there is every reason to believe that he will soon be relegated to dressing the most potent, grave, and reverend signors—if they would that congenial obscurity from which he ought never to have emerged. allow him to call them so-said that he (the hon. and gallant gen. Mr. Bright a long and honourable career; but the burly agitators
Still in the full prime of manly vigour, we may fairly anticipate for tleman) was free to confess that he had taken away the old man's daughter; it was also true that he had entered into a matrimonial failing health may at any moment remove him from the scene of his alliance with that lady; but this he considered to be the extent of his mischievous activity. His diction has long been considered a model responsibility: He admitted that his manner might be wanting in of pure and Saxon English; whilst his turgid and tumid vituperations suavity, and deficient in the conventional modes
of expression which have earned for him the apt nickname of the foul-mouthed Quaker.” belong to a tranquil state of existence. For since his (the hon. and He is a devoted friend of peace ; nor has there ever been a more gallant gentleman's) arms had advanced to so approximate a period of quarrelsome and vindictive politician. In the
House of Commons he maturity as the age of seven years, until their present condition,
is supported by a devoted band of staunch political adherents, of which had been one of comparative inactivity for the space of nine whom the most remarkable is Mr. Leatham; and he is now deserted months, they had employed the action in which his fundest affections by all except a few desperate incendiaries, of whom the most notorious were concentrated, in fields of battle adjacent to the encampments of is a Mr. LEATHAM, formerly unseated for bribery and corruption. Mr. the army which he had the honour to command. He (the hon. and John Brigur's brother, Jacob, is also a well-known advocate of gallant gentleman) was competent to speak but to a limited extent of political and social reform; the reckless demagogue having unscruputhe great world--not, indeed, in a more extended degree than would lously led even the members of his own family circle into the evil relate to martial achievements; and he considered, therefore, that he
course that he himself pursued. Further eulogy of this illustrious should add but little to the object he had in view by attempting the
man would be superfluous; and happily we need not trouble ourselves advocacy of his own interests. Nevertheless
, he was prepared, any longer with this fiend in human shape. without, he hoped, unnecessary intrusion upon the patience of the
BRADLAUGH. See “Iconoclast; and yet, why take the trouble assembly, to make a statement (which he could assure them should to do so ? On Mr. BRADLAUGH's own principles of historical criticism, be distinguished by rotundity, and characterized by an absence of there is not the slightest reason to suppose that he ever existed. If he
Moral :-Keep out of his way, artificial adornment) of the entire career of his affection, including did, or if he does, so much the worse ! the nature of the chemical preparations, the inducements of an il- my young friend! There are worse politicians than BRADLAUGH ; but, legitimate character, nay more, the illegal processes (for these entered thank goodness, very few! Committed suicide in 1867, after reading into the scope of the impeachment) by which he had been enabled to Abbey, with a stake through his body, by the kind intercession of a
a biographical notice of himself in Fun. Was buried in Westminster appropriate to himself the most affectionate manifestations of the lady bishop' whom he had frequently abused. This story seems dubious. who stood in the relation of daughter to the hon. and aggrieved Everything is dubious according to BRADLAUGH. The probability is gentleman."
I need not trouble your readers with the rest of the speech. The that Brad LAUGH was only a Myth. It don't matter! above will be sufficient, I hope, to satisfy lovers of parliamentary
BUTLER, Samuel. By His SHADE. (Communicated.) language, as well of future editors of Shakespeare—if such infatuated
As Alchymist who scans his crucible, beings as the latter are possible in the present day.-Yours, &c.,
Hoping that ore is thence producible,
First takes a lump of baser metal, (I enclose my card, not necessarily for publication, but as a guaran
And pops it plump into his kettle, tee of my nonentity.)
Then stirs it round and lets it settle,
In hopes that gold may 'neath the scum lie,
And afterwards the process tells us
Like to the wizard PARACELSUS;
Or, rather, as sagacious leech
Picks pois'nous herbs, and takes from cach,
By process strange of distillation, It is high time the police interfered, when assassins are thus publicly
Ingredients fit for fermentation, advertised-for!
With joy as great, this physic-mixer,
As he who brews the Grand Elixir,
He dreams at night of pill and bolus
As alchymist of bright PactoLUS ! formance for the benefit of “The Society for giving Medicine to the
So BUTLER, scorning Covenanters, Poor, gratis !” The idea is a good one, and the plan a very suitable
And hating Conventicle canters, one-many is the dose we have had at a theatre in our time !-N.B.
Just took from each what each had worse, The reader having paid his penny for his copy, may take his choice
And fused them in satiric verse, whether he shall pronounce the “s in “dose as a "z" or no.
Hoping to make-not you or me sick--
Physic, indeed, he made, for drastic
Were all his couplets Hudibrastic;
But as for gold, by Fortune's whim, and her name still survives in many musical compositions-it was
No gold came ever near to him! ANN-DANTE, but he always called her Beatrice for short.
For King and Church he used his weapons, The represcntation of Minorities is much talked of. An instance of
And got fur's pains more kicks than ha' pence! it may be found in the present Bankruptcy Laws, in which the minority Born at Strensham in Worcestershire, 1612. Died in Rose-street, is clearly represented, it being taken for granted that all bankrupts are Covent-garden, 1680. honest until proved to be the contrary.
It will be noticed that though seers are ordinarily supposed to be wise, overecers are seldom found to be overwise.
A Tall bit of News.
reports the shipment of a number of fine animals to replace those Tue grain that is up earliest-S ryes.
lately destroyed by fire at the Zoological Gardens, Regent's-park.
A GOOD STABBING BOY
I WONDER what it all means! Year after year, just as the leaves are Red's & fool to it! Call it scarlet and purple gone mad, and then
Look reading the Fathers ? Later in the year one gets used to it. A boat here, though : a race is a race, well and good. Human race, ornithomore or less don't matter, out of twenty or thirty at a time; but then, logical race, Oxford and Cambridge race: exactly: all that's right like sensible people, the London oarsmen wait until it's nice and warm. I enough ;—but oh, you steamboats, oh, you muzzy “captains," oh, you
What do you think though, yourself, of maniacs like the Oxford crew, gaping Cockneys—there, it don't do to talk about! Coming up here at who went out “for practice in a gale of wind, and nearly swamped a shilling a head, and nearly running over the “eights”-get out! the boat? Oh; you call it plucky, do you? Call it what you like ! Not that I've much reason to love the “eights,” you know; and I Get out! I call it ridiculous. Then, look at the crowds that come don't. At least, I try not to. But so sure as ever that Saturday down, days and days before the race; well, I once knew a very morning of all the Saturday mornings in the year comes round, why, respectable Pigeon, who had been taken down to see the Derby, and he well or ill, I manage to get a cosy berth somewhere in the neighbourtold me that a boat-race crowd, compared to an Epsom mixture, is hood—and I hear them coming, coming, lashing through the water, rather a select assembly of ladies and gentlemen. Oh yes; I dare I hear cheers on the bank, I hear even that brutal puffing and wheezsay. . . Why, blow my web-feet, and shiver my tendons, ing of the steamboats; and, by Jove-an old mythological friend of look at 'em-rushing along the towing-path like maniacs ; look at the yours, Mrs. S.!-by Jove, if it were not for physical impossibilities and fat old boys, with clean shaven faces, and rosy gills, and white chokers, the fear of making myself ridiculous, I should shout, “Go it, Oxford !" putting on a spurt, and cheering until they get red in the face. Red and stick a dark blue feather in my tail!