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plan of action for them was they all sailed away homeapparent, even if they should wards. That was the last suoooed in recognising us. we should see of any of our

At this point the rocky bill- own folk for many & long side oame steeply down to day. It about put the lid within a hundred yards of on the state of our feelings. the river, and the narrow The camels, which we had strip of plain between was decided to ride now, as it was covered with soattered bushes. getting hot, were grazing about Our escort had been getting twenty yards apart, and the more and more jumpy and usual tamasha took place in truoulent as the day pro- getting them to sit down. gressed. Various causes had They got up as savagely as oontributed to this. Their ever direotly we were on. conversations with the people Most of the Tartars were we had passed; the passage colleoting themselves and their overhead of five of the abhorred kit after their “easy," when “ Tyara ” half an hour pre- oraok -or- or - or - oraok - oraokviously; and, above all, a large oraok! went machine-gun fire party of mounted Tartars who at close quarters. There was had just hurried past us and just one moment of confusion galloped on ahead without amongst the escort bolting for stopping, only pausing to the cover of the rooks a few shout a few short sentences. yards away. That was enough So when the time for the for us. We were off the camels halt oame, it was with diffi- and racing through the gorub oulty that we persuaded them towards the river at once. to let us go down to the river's Ballast was looking up for edge to wash our feet. They the aeroplane, when Pilot did eventually let us go under gripped his arm and turned olose escort of two men, one him. There on the road, only of whom amused himself by a hundred yards back, was a letting off his rifle into the Lamb oar. That hundred yards water alongside of us. As must have been covered in we sat there, our covey of pretty near record time. planes came back, high up; Whilst the machine-gun was and one of them playfully busy with our Tartar friends loosed off a drum in the we tumbled into the leading direction of our party before oar-free.


The train of events had guns. The Dolphins had got been as follows. The British right across their line of reoperations had met with com- treat. The surrender had plete Su00e88. The whole taken place, and the whole Turkish Division had been show was over by dawn of rounded up - staff, foot, and the day before. The Dolphins had come over fifty miles in time, if we had been on foot, twenty-four hours. Not con- if oven we had not happened tent with that, however, they to have just mounted the shoved on another forty next camels with the slight oonseday, reached the town, and quent confusion that always 80ooped the whole of the Turk- resulted, we should certainly ish ammunition dump there. have been shot down by our Thenoe the Lambs had been guards before they cleared. pushed on, with orders to Had not the place of our find us and bring as baok - midday halt been & point special petrol arrangements where the hills oome excepbeing made to give them a tionally near the river, 80 hundred miles' radius of ac- that the undulations gave tion. Information in plenty some cover; or had there had been available, and plans been no growth of sorub had been laid accordingly. jungle there — the only such These were put into practice cover we had seen — the ar80 neatly and quietly that moured cars could never their opening burst of ma. have got up to us unobserved. chine-gun fire was literally & Above all, success had debolt from the blue.

pended on the extremely able Our run of luok had been way in which the Lamb extraordinary all through: it Commander had grasped the was perhaps most phenom- situation and seized the exact enal at the finish. If we payohological moment for had been marching at the action.



THE English have lately that the word “Renaissance" been charged, officially, with had never been used. And, neglecting the study of living since it has been persistently languages, with shutting them. opposed to the imagined “Dark selves up in insular arroganoe, Ages," it is responsible for a with being content to cast a vast deal of error in history grudging, transitory eye upon and criticism. “The ages are Latin and Greek, and to ignore all equal,” said William the splendid achievements of Blake, “but genius is always the modern world. Mr Tilley's above its age.” There is no treatise upon The Dawn of wiser olue than that to lead the French Renaissanoe,'' there- us through the labyrinth of fore, comes to us at an oppor- literature. And the term tune moment. It is welcome “Renaissance” was especially not only for the sound scholar- ill-chosen, because it implies ship and admirable taste which re-birth after death, light out of it displays, but because it re- darkness. The beauty and infutes a general and undeseryed telligence of the world did not charge. The Frenoh and the die, and the darkest age was English are approaching & not without illumination. But mutual understanding by happily there are signs to-day more paths than one. On of & olearer interpretation. either side the Channel the Pater, for instance, admits an universities are proving a wise earlier Renaissance than that appreoiation of the literature of the fifteenth century, and of their neighbours and Allies. traces the “outbreak of the And Mr Tilley has played human spirit” far into the his part well in studying pro- Middle Age itself. We no foundly a little-known period longer believe with J. A. of French art.

Symonds that “the arts and In oalling his book The inventions, the knowledge and Dawn of the French Re- the books, which suddenly benaissanoe,' Mr Tilley has a0- oame vital at the time of the septed perforce the common Renaissance, had long lain torminology of the historians. neglected on the shores of the Had he not accepted it, his Dead Sea which we call the purpose might have been ob- Middle Ages." That was no soure. But it would have Dead Sea apon which Chaucer, been better for the proper and Froissart, and Villon sailed understanding of literature their ships; the arts and in

1 "The Dawn of the French Renaissance,' by Arthur Tilley, M.A. Cambridge ; At the University Press.

ventions had not been forgotten tellectual things on which it on any shore frequented by the set most store are derived, on heroio builders of the Gothio the one hand, from anoient oathedrals, by the artists of Greece, and on the other are illuminated manuscripts and found surviving as respeotable storied windows. No longer commonplaces, soarcely damis the term “Gothio” & term aged, in the Augustan Ages of barbarous reproach. No of Louis XIV. and Queen longer does any sane oritio in- Anne." volve in impenetrable darknors And if the danger of divid. a thousand years of effort. ing up the world of poetry and Poets and arohiteots differed, intellect into arbitrary periods with the passage of time, in needed confirmation, it could style and intention, but seldom be afforded by Mr Tilley's own was genius an outoast from the book. He chooses the year earth. And we shall best ap- 1494 to mark the Renaispreoiate the wayward progress sange in France. It is then of the arts if we escape from that he sees upon the eastern the tyranny of periods, and horizon the first glimmer of repeat once more the saying of the dawn. On September the Blake: “The ages are all equal, 2nd Charles VIII. crossed the bat genius is always above its Alps; seven days later he arage.”

rived at Asti; and from that Not even of a knowledge of time Guicciardini dates the beolassioal literature may what ginning of “the innumerable is known as the Renaissance oalamities” which overwhelmed olaim an exolasive possession. his country. At Asti it was The Court of Charlemagne that an attempt was made to took & just pride in its dissuade Charles VIII. from writers of prose and poetry, bis expedition, and it was at and showed an enthusiastio this dramatio moment that, in delight in the classical models Mr Tilley's view, the French which were before it. Alonin Renaissance began. But Mr and his fellons were human- Tilley himself is beset by ists, despite their ignorance of doubts. He deals, in one of Greek. Virgil and Luoretius the most interesting chapters they knew, and they could of his book, with the “prenot if they would escape the monitions ” of this Renaissance. influence of Plato at second- He admits that the Princes of hand. As Mr W. P. Ker the House of Valois bad onsays, "the paradox of the couraged learning more than Dark Ages is that this period, & hundred and fifty years which at first seems to be so before the adventurous journey distinotly marked as a gap of Charles VIII. The library and interval between the an- of Charles V. was famous, and cient and modern worlds, is his brother Jean, Duo de Berry, in its educational work and sarpassed him in the justice general culture both anoient and opulence of his taste. In and modern. Most of the in- 1396, says Renan, oited by Mr

this expeditibarles en made as

Tilley, "on se croirait à deux them. They had the genius pas de la Renaissance dont on which was above its age. est separé par plus d'un sièole.” The poet oomes and goes as But how were they separated ho ohooses, reoking little of the from the Renaissance, who "movements” which it is the were already familiar with historian's business to note. the works of Aristotle and Villon disappears from knowPlato, of Ovid and Luoan, of ledge thirty years before Mr Virgil and Terence, of Seneca Tilley marks the beginning of and Valerius Maximus? These the French Renaissance, and are authors enough upon which yet he belongs not to the to base the claim of humanism, Middle Ages but to all time. and if there were no enlight- Villon is a modern of the oned sovereign to take up the moderns, because he speaks to work of patronage when us in his own voice of beauty Charles V. laid it down, if and sincerity. It is true that a period of warfare interrupted he knew no Greek, and only the study of letters, those were such Latin as he might pick up the accidents of history, and in the University of Paris ; but they do not change the spirit he was no worse off than and temper of the time. Keats; and the one reoked as

Moreover, the greatest names little as the other of any movementioned in Mr Tilley's book ment in history or literature. belong in point of time to what The flame of genius burned are still called the Middle Ages. clearly within each of them, Alain Chartier, though he was and makes them part of the born before the end of the universal inheritance. Had fourteenth century, is a de- Villon been rich in all the vout student of the ancients. knowledge that was being Seneoa was his model, both gathered in his day on the in the style and in the search other side of the Alps, he could after moral common places, and not have turned to better he wrote a prose which is account the life of the tavern olassical in both senses. Nor and the prison, as he knew it. oan we drive into the obscur. That he knew that life better ity of barbarism the witty than any other was an acoident. oynicism of Charles d'Orléans, What was essential to him was the gaiety of the Cent Nou- the poet's genius. He had no velles nouvelles,' or the closely greater need to learn than observed reality of that mor- had Keats, for being a poet he dant little masterpiece, 'Les divined all things. With equal Quinze Joyes de Mariage.' passion and pathos he could Whenoever the inspiration of write a ballade for his mother, these works came, it did not pour prier nostre dameoome from the darkness of “Femme je suis povrette et ancienne, ignorance. Their authors loved Ne riens ne sçay; oncques lettre me the light and lived in it. They leuz," olamoured from no re-birth, for or describe the regrets of La the seeds of death were not in Belle Heaulmiaire

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