sings," and then come the verses. Or sometimes a bolder policy will be successful, and we may safely say, " Of course, none of you have forgotton the poet's beautiful lines," &c., trusting to the conceit of ignorance, which will make your audience accept what they do not know as something they ought to know.

From The London Review.
THE LATE MR. KEBLE.

to Evangelical teaching, to Dissent, and to those newer ideas in religion which are at this moment agitating the minds and consciences of men, just as Puseyism agitated them in the youthful days of the generation now passing away. He was in heart and soul a dominant Churchman - to that extent a man of narrow views, and to that extent also a man to be guarded against; but, apart from controversial matters, an exemplary pastor and a warm friend. It is a suspicious feature in his theology that, while he had no common grounds of sym

uncontrollable emotion," according to a correspondent of the Guardian, of Dr. Newman's " Apologia pro Vitâ Suâ." The writer whom we are quoting says he does not think he is expressing himself too strongly in affirming that "he hailed it with rapture, and he augured that from it would spring the beginning of a peace between the two great Churches of the West, which, said he, though I shall not live to see it, you will recognise as God's wonderful mercy towards us.' The reception of Dr. Pusey's "Eirenicon" by the leading members of the Roman Catholic Church, does not confirm Keble's sanguine anticipations; nor is such a peace desirable on the only terms which the Papacy is ever likely to accept, for it would simply mean the entire submission of the Church of England to that of Rome.

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FRIDAY, the 6th of April, saw commit-pathy with Nonconformists, he spoke "with ted to the earth, in the churchyard of Hursley, Hampshire, where he had officiated as minister for nearly thirty years, the mortal remains of the Rev. John Keble, known to his parishioners as a zealous and kind-hearted clergyman, and to the English-speaking world generally as a religious poet of no mean order. It was on the day before Good Friday viz., on the 29th of March that he drew his last breath; and, could he have had his choice, one can imagine that he would have selected that very season as the time wherein he was to lay down the burden of his mortality. On the eve of a great Christian observance, he, the singer of Christian observances, and, as a High Churchman, the studious follower of all religious ceremonials, passed away to his rest. Setting aside differences of opinion on specific points, it will be acknowledged on all hands that he had fully earned that rest, having gone through a long life in a manner that largely elicited both reverence and love. Mr. Keble was born as far back as 1792, and was therefore seventyfour years of age when he died. His father was also a clergyman, and so excellent a scholar that he gave his son a sufficiently good education to enable him, ere he was yet quite fifteen, to obtain a scholarship at Corpus Christi College, Oxford. This was at the latter end of 1806. Many years later, Keble became one of the leaders at Oxford of what has since been termed the Puseyite or Tractarian party. He was the friend of Dr. Pusey, of Newman, of Hurrell Froude, and of others of the same hand of revolutionists in the ceremonial of the Church of England; and he was among the contributors to the famous "Tracts for the Times," which, thirty years ago, set all England in a flame. Unquestionably, whether for good or evil, he helped in no small degree to bias in the new direction many of the enthusiastic young men of that time; unquestionably, he was a polemical writer of the most extreme kind, equally opposed

But it is as the poet of "The Christian Year" and the "Lyra Innocentium" that Keble will be most widely and permanently known. Even in these works his High Church views are very apparent; but they are to some extent qualified by the graces of poetry and the fervour of personal devotion. Of the two collections of poetry to which we have referred, the first-named, and the earlier in point of production, is the more famous. It was originally published in 1827, and has since passed through nearly ninety editions. With the proceeds, Mr. Keble rebuilt his church at Hursley, and, had he been a covetous instead of a conscientious man, he might have made a fortune by his priestly Muse. The character of his poetry may be surmised from his life and opinions. It was gentle, sweet, devotional, and highly cultivated, but wanting in strength, and depth, and somewhat feminine in its excess of emotion and sentiment. It has had, however, an immense influence; has given delight and comfort to many, and will always be remembered with respect as one of the religious utterances of the nineteenth century.

No. 1149. Fourth Series, No. 10. 9 June, 1866.

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A Quaker Pepys may possibly disappoint some of our readers, as we confess has been our own experience; but who could resist such a title ?

We head this number with the article on Cant and Counter-cant, from a regard to the subject. We have been as much disgusted with the latter as with the former.

Our readers will be glad to see Miss Bremer again. We were first introduced to her amid the dash and roar of the wildest rain-storm which has happened since Noah's time, in a very small company, which had braved it in order to hear a lecture in a country town from Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Capt. Cameron's poetical epistle to W. Longfellow is a memorable incident in the lives of both parties. To be thought of under such circumstances is fame of no common kind.

In a former number, we sufficiently indicated our opinion of the greatness of the objects of Prussia in the coming war. The

proofs of it accumulate as the crisis approaches.

The Bank of England stopped the panic very quickly, after the failure of Overend, Gurney, & Co. We have seen it stated, that, some years ago, this firm, having been excited by the refusal of the bank to discount some of its Bills of Exchange (in pursuance of the bank's intended discouragement of rival discounters), watched its opportunity when the stock of gold in the bank was low, and drew out at once two millions of gold. And it is said that the bank remembered this, and thought it better to let the private house perish out of its way.

We say nothing of the theological article from the Contemporary Review; but our readers will "think the more."

The Saturday Review is a naughty paper; but we could not but be amused at its article on clergymen.

The effect of the sudden diminution of the circulating medium, by striking "checks out of it, is clearly shown in the article from the Economist, upon a Panic.

fice should be signalized by works such as have been productive of evil to Lincoln. — Athenæum.

KNOWING how much damage has been done to Cathedrals under promises of "restoring them, promises which in general are but undertakings to make old works look like new ones, and acceptable to people who hate the looks of age, we learn, not without apprehen- MR. PAYNE COLLIER has recently issued Nos. sion, that the process - let us for this case hope 19 and 20 of his specimens of "Old English Litit may be conservation, not “restoration" is to erature," consisting of Hubbard's unique poem, be extended to the nave of Westminster Abbey. Ceyx and Alcione; and the earliest piece of What constructional repairs that building needs prose autobiography in our language, Venard's we know not. We are certain no good can Apology for his Life,' and for his early dracome of attempts to "restore," if that, as is matic entertainment produced in 1602, called usual, means recutting or replacing old archi-England's Joy.' Those who have sent to Mr. tectonic mouldings, carvings, and decorative Collier a continuation of their subscriptions sculptures. We credit our eyesight, and that of will, of course, be entitled to these; the former countless critics, for the belief that the fairest subscription was rather more than exhausted promises have often, nay, almost always, left by No. 18 of the Green Series, The Life and what are really wrecks of Art with the sem- Death of Gamaliel Ratsey,' the famous highblances of new churches, to be lamented by a fu- wayman of the early part of the reign of James ture better taught than the present. Very few the First In a few days Mr. Collier intends to of the great English and French cathedrals re- circulate his exact reprint of our fourth poetical main unravaged. The nave of Westminster miscellany, The Phoenix Nest,' published in Abbey is the least valuable part of the build-1593. The History of Sir Placidus,' the early ing; in it, however, is much that may suffer, Christian martyr, written in verse, by John ParWe shall watch, and from time to time report tridge, in 1566, is now in the press, and will the progress of these works. We cannot com very shortly be issued, as No. 21 of Mr. Collier's ceive it possible that Dr. Stanley's period of of current Green Series. Athenæum.

From Macmillan's Magazine.
CANT AND COUNTER-CANT.

ZADOC, so I am informed by my com-
pendium of useful knowledge, was the
founder of the Sadducees. The sect, I
learn from the same authority, finally died
out in the eighth century. Not holding my-
self to be an authority on ecclesiastical his-
tory, I am willing to accept both these
statements as Gospel truth, but I must pro-
test that the true Sadducean sect claims
a far higher antiquity than the era of
the disciple of Antigonus Socho, and pos-
sesses a vitality not bounded by any known
limits of time. There were Sadducees in
the days before the Deluge, who refused to
believe then that everything was not on the
whole for the best in the best possible
of worlds; there have been adherents of
the same creed ever since; and, as far as I
can tell, there will be believers in the Sad-
ducean faith till the end of the world. No
doubt, the numbers and influence of this so-
ciety have fluctuated greatly from time to
time. At different epochs of the world's
history, the Sadduce an belief has suffered
obloquy if not persecution; and its ad-
herents have been compelled to affect a fic-
titious enthusiasm in order to place them-
selves in outward conformity with the spirit
of the age.
But for all that a faithful few
have ever cherished within their heart of
hearts the true Sadducean doctrine, trust-
ing confidently that the day would come,
as the world turned round, when that doc-
trine could be again avowed openly and
fearlessly. And it has always been found
that Sadducism has flourished most, has
been most warmly espoused, most openly
professed, in those periods and countries,
where an old order of things is about to
give place to a new, where systems
political, social, religious, or otherwise
which mankind have hitherto deemed per-
fect, are beginning to satisfy no longer the
wants to which they owed their existence.
Now it is not my purpose to declaim against
the disciples of Zadoc.
From my
earliest
days I have had a certain secret sympathy
with this much maligned body. I cannot
conceive the mental conditions under which
I could ever have been a Pharisee; and a
man must possess far deeper confidence in
his own mental earnestness than I profess to
hold, to feel very positive that, if he himself
had lived in the land of Judah at the time when
John the Baptist went forth into the wilder-
ness, he would not have been one of those
who remained sceptic and doubting to the
end. Take it altogether, there must have

been many phases of human existence far less tolerable than that of the Sadducee at the time when Pontius Pilate and Herod ruled in the Holy Land. The government of the Roman prefects was probably not a bad one for anybody whose patriotism was not of an ardent and fanatical description; property was safe; and high culture could be pursued without inconvenience; and speculative thought was very free; and life was easy and comfortable enough to those who had wherewithal to satisfy moderate desires. Scepticism as to the future adds somewhat to the enjoyment of the present; and a gentle cynicism is not incompatible with a keen zest for elegant luxury and refined enjoyment. Moreover the old Mosaic creed, as it existed in the latter non-militant period of its supremacy, could not have been an unsatisfactory one for men content to acquiesce in it without troubling themselves unnecessarily about its abstract theory of life. There was little in it that an educated Sadducee would find repugnant to his intellect, much to captivate the imaginative faculties, no great effort required to conform to its outward practice. Even Christianity itself, as a curious manifestation of human nature, must have afforded an interesting subject of contemplation for the well-regulated Sadducean mind. And so I can fancy, that the fellow disciples of Caiaphas and Ananias lived a not unpleasant life, in the days of Calvary and the Garden of Gethsemane. It was not their mission to reform the world; they took things as they found them, and found that everything was not so bad after all; they were not addicted to gross excesses, they were perfectly. contented with such moderate enjoyments as could be obtained without any strong exercise of energy or passion; they let the age wag as it liked; took part with no especial faction; discoursed philosophically concerning the respective merits of rival creeds and parties; passed by, like the Levite, on the other side when they saw that anybody or anything was in distress, but yet were not sorry to see that the Samaritan volunteered to help the sufferer out of his trouble; and, in fact, conducted themselves like well-bred and amiable Sadducees of all time and all countries.

The name of Sadducee has died out except as a term of pulpit reproach; and the rules of the order have been so relaxed, that no formal initiation is now required into its ranks; but for all that the confraternity was never more flourishing than at the present day. Ever since 1848, it has prospered greatly in England. Its muster roll.

comprises names eminent in every branch | principles, and indulge in an active propaof science or letters or society; it has its ganda? If there are people in the world avowed organs in the press its weekly unwise enough not to join the goodly comand daily journals; its professed teachers pany of Sadducees, but to engage instead and recognised apostles. I for one am not in the idle struggle against sin and poverty going to complain of the inevitable. In and misery, why should we interfere with days like ours, it is very difficult for any their hobbies? The world surely is wide thinking man to avoid falling into Stephen enough for us all; for those who labour and Blackpool's view concerning the way in those who look on. On the contrary, if we which the world is organized, and believing, knew our own creed thoroughly, we ought with the broken-down weaver of "Hard to derive a placid and philosophical enjoyTimes," that "it's all a muddle." And from ment from watching others engaged in a this belief or disbelief to the conclusion that Sysyphean labour-rolling up a stone it is not worth while to trouble ourselves which, as surely as it has reached the summit, much about disentangling a hopelessly will as surely roll down again. Why, this tangled skein, the transition is painfully very morning on which I write, in this town easy. I suppose myself, that as in the order of London, 1 witnessed a spectacle, the of the universe drones must be created for manner of observing and commenting on some beneficial purpose, so Sadducees sup- which appears to me to mark the difference ply some unforeseen necessity of nature. between the true and the spurious SadduIf I had to plead in their behalf, I could cee. I was going, as my wont is, to the make out a good case enough for them. If Gallio Club, and was going there, after my we do little good, I should urge, we do very wont also, in the most luxurious of manners. little harm; we cultivate the minor virtues, Looking idly for a conveyance, I observed we promote refinement, and decry vulgarity that every cab in turn was hailed by a as the most capital of sins; we check undue respectably dressed elderly woman running enthusiasm; and, in short, perform a part distractedly from side to side of the street. like the chorus of an ancient Greek play, My first impression was, as it always is with never interfering in the action of the great my brethren, when we see anybody taking world drama, but always on the whole ap- any unnecessary trouble about anything, plauding gently what is right and regret that the woman was a lunatic. It cannot ting decorously what is wrong, after right be a pleasant thing for a short-sighted lady or wrong have become accomplished facts. with spectacles to be perpetually dodging be tween the wheels of cabs, to be sworn at by drivers, who stop, thinking that she is a fare, and find their mistake; to be bespattered with mud; to be jeered at by a row of cabmen as she passes in turn from vehicle to vehicle along the stand; to be followed by a band of street urchins, and to incur a constant risk of being run over by every cab which refuses to stop at her beck; and to do all this, as she does, simply for the sake of shoving a tract on the observance of the Sabbath into the hands of every cabby she happens to see. Having watched her till the novelty of the spectacle was gone, I availed myself of the lady's assistance to stop a cab without any trouble on my part, and, as I rode along, finding my Sadducee Review less cynical, and therefore less attractive, than usual, speculated serenely on this quaint manifestation of the eccentricities of poor human nature. But the thought of censuring the conduct of this female Peter the Hermit of a crusade for the conversion of cabmen never entered my head. Yet I know perfectly well that many unworthy members of the Sadducee persuasion would forthwith have made this poor lady the subject for a declamation against Cant.

I am ready to urge also that we Sadducees really do some positive good in the world. We throw cold water on exuberant ardour; we keep enthusiasm within due bounds; we delay all great reforms, all heroic crusades, till such time as they have proved their vitality by surviving the killing ordeal of cool criticism. But our misfortune is that we, as a body, never know the exact limits of our power; we grow intoxicated with success; by deserting our proper functions we rouse that popular fanaticism, that passion of enthusiasm which is always for the time fatal to our comfort, if not to our existence. Speaking always as a Sadducean advocate, I doubt whether in the whole course of our corporate life we have ever, in Yankee phrase, had a much better time of it than in these last few years in England. We are increasing daily in social influence, in numbers, and in general repute. The great tenet of our faith, that the world is not so much out of joint after all, and that at any rate we were not born to set it right, is becoming more and more generally acknowledged as the true Evangel. Why then I ask, in the name of common sense, must we be false to our