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Th? Cannibal s Chant.
'Twas on the shores that roc nd our coast
From Deal to Ramsgate sp?n,
That I found alone, en a piece of stone,
An elderly naval man.
His hair was weedy, his beard was long,
And weedy and long was he;
And I heard this wight, on the shore recite,
In a Bingulur minor key:
"Oh, I am a cook and a captain bold,
And the mate of the Nancy brig,
And a bo'sun tight, and a midshipmite,
And the crew of the captain's gig."
"Oh, elderly man, lt's little I know
Or the duties of men of thc sea,
And l'Ueat my hand, if I understand
How you can possibly be
"At once a cook and a captain bold,
' And the mate of the Nancy brig,
And a bo'sun tight, and a midshipmite.
And the crew of the captain's gig.'1
Then be gave a nltch to his trowsers, which
Is a trick all seamen lam;
And, having got rid of a thumping quid,
He spun this painful yarn:
"'Twas in the good ship Nancy Bell
That we sailed to thc Indian sea,
And there on thu reef we came to grier.
Which has often occurred to me.
"And pretty nigh all o' the crew was drowned,
(There was seventy-seven sonl,)
And only ten of the Nancy's men
Said 'Here' to the muster roll.
"There was me and the cook and the captain
And the mate of the Nancy brig,
And the bo'sun tight, and the midshipmite,
And the crew of the captain's gig.
"For a month we'd neither wittles nor drink.
Tin a-hungry we did feel;
So we drawed a lot, and accordin' shot
The captain for onr meal.
< "The next lot fell to the, captain's mate,
And a delicate dish ne made;
Then onr appetite with the mi?shipmite,
We seven survivors stayed.
"And then we murdered the bo'sun tight,
And he much resembled pig;
Then we wlttled free, did the cook and me,
On the crew of the captain's gig.
"Then only the cook and me was left,
And the delicate question, 'which
O? ns two goes to the kettle?' arose,
And we argued it ont as sich.
"For I loved that cook at a brother I did,
And the cook he worshipped me;
Bat we'd be blowed if we'd either be stowed
In the other chap's hold, yon Bee.
ft T? be eat If y on dines off me,' says Tom,
Tea, that,' says L 'you'll be.'
Tm boiled if I die, my friend,' says I;
And 'exactly so.' says he.
"Says he, 'dear James, to finish me
Were a foolish thing to do,
For don't you see that yon can't cook me,
White I can-and wUl-cook youl'
"So he boils the water and takes the salt
: And pepper in portions true,
(Which he never forgot,) and some chopped shal?
And some sage and parsley too.
"And he stirred lt round, and round and round,
And he sniffed at the roaming froth;
When I ups with his heels and smothers his
In the scorn of the boiling broth.
"and I eat that eook in a week or less,
And-as I eating be
The last of his chops, why, I almost drops,
For a weasel in sight I Bee.
"And I never lark, and I never smile,
And I never lark nor play ;
Bnt I sit and croak and a single joke
I have-which ls to say :
"Ob, I am a cook and a captain b.>id,
And the mate of trie Nancy brig,
And a bo'sun tight, and a midshipmite,
And the crew of the captain's gig."
AN EDITOR'S TALE.
BT ANTHONY TB0LL0PX.
We have known many prettier girls than
Mary Gresley, and many handsomer women,
. bnt we never knew girl or woman girled with
a face which in supplication was more suasive,
U grief more sad, in mirth more merry. It
was a face that compelled sympathy, and it
did so with the conviction on the mind of the
sympathiser that the girl was altogether un?
conscious of her own power. In her inter?
course with us there was, alas ! much more of
sorrow than of mirth, and we may truly say,
that tn her sufferings we suffered; but still
tbere esme to us from our Intercourse with
her much of delight mingled with the sorrow;
and that delight arose, partly no doubt rum
her woman's charms, from the bright eye, the
beseeching mouth, the soft little hand, and
toe feminine grace of her unpretending gar?
ments; but chiefly, we think, from the extreme
humanity of the girl. She had little, indeed
none, sf that which the world calls society,
hut yet she was pre-eminently social. Her
troubles were very heavy, but she was making
ever an unconscious effort to throw them aside,
and to be Jocund In spite of their weight. She
would even laugh at them, and at herself as
bearing them. She was a little, fair-haired
creature, with broad brow and small nose and
dimpled chin, with no brightness of complex?
ion, no luxuriance of hair, no swelling glory of
bust and shoulders; but with a pair of eyes
which, as they looked at yon, wouid be gem?
med always either with a tear er with somo
spark of laughter, and with a mouth in thc
corners of which was ever lurking some little
spark of humor, unless when some uuspoken
prayer seemed to be hanging on her lips. Of
woman's vanity she had absolutely none. Ol
her corporeal seit, as having charms to rivet
man's love, she thought no more than a dog.
It was a fault with her that she lacked that
finality of womanhood. To be loved was to
h*er all tit? worl?; unconscious desire for the
admiration of men wai fl? ?tr?ng in her as
In ether women; and her instinct taii&~!
her. as such Instincts do teach all women, that
such love and admiration was to bc thc fruit
of what feminine gifts she possessed; but the
Sits On which she depended-depending on
em without thinking on the matter-were
her softness, her trust, her woman's weakness,
and that power of supplicating by her eye
without putting her petition Into words which
was absolutely irresistible. Where is the man of
fifty, who in the course of his life hos uot
learned to love some woman simply because it
has come in his way to help her, and to be
good to her in her struggles.' And if added to
Siat source of affection there be brightness,
some spark of humor, social gifts, and a strong
flavor of thal which we have ventured to cali
humanity, such love may become almost a
passion without the addition ol* much real
Mary Gresley, at the time when we first
knew her, was eighteen years old, and was the
daughter of a medical practitioner, who had
Uvea and died In a small town In one of the
northern counties. For faculty In telling our
story we will "call that town Cornboro'. Dr.
Gresley, as he seemed to have been called,
though without proper claim to the title, had
been a diligent man, and fairly succcsslul, ex?
cept in this, that he died before lie had been
able to provide for those whom^e left behind
him. The widow still had her own modest
fortune, amounting to some eighty pounds a
year; and that, with the furniture of her house,
was her whole wealth when she found herself
thus left with the weight of the world upon
her shoulders. There was one other daughter
older than Mary, whom we never saw, but
who was always mentioned as poor Fanny.
There had been no sons, and tho family con?
sisted ot the mother and two girls. Mary
nati been only fifteen when her father
died, and up to that .'me had been re?
garded quite, as a chi I by all who had
Known her. Mrs. Gresley, in thc hour of her
need, did os widows do iu such cases. She
sought advice from her clergyman and neigh?
bors, and was counselled to taite a lodger into
her house. No lodger could be lound so titting
as the curate, and when Mary was seventeen
?ears old, she and the curate "were engaged to
e married. The curate paid thirty pounds a
year for his lodgings, and on this, with lier
own little income, the widow and her two
daughters had managed to live. The engage?
ment was kuowti to them all as soon as it had
been kno.vu to Mary. The love-making, in?
deed, had g ?ne <?n b neath ;he eyes ot the
mother. There had been not only no deceit,
no privacy, no separate interests, but, as liar
as we ever knew, no question tus to prudence
In the making of tile engagement. The two
?foung people'bu .1 Ue;i brought together, had
oved each other, aa was bo natural, and hail
become engaged as a matter ol' course. It
was an event as easy to Oe foretold, or at
least as easy to ht believed, as the pull?
ing of two birds, from what wc heard ol
this curate, the Rev. Arthur Donne-for we i
never saw him-we laney ihut tie was a sim-1
plc, pious, common-place young man, i
with a strong idea that in being made i
he had been invested with a nobility ar
some special capacity beyond that ofoth<
slight In body, weak in health, but 1
true, and warm-hearted. Then, thc e
ment having been completed, there ar
question of matrimony. The salarv ot
rate was a hundred a "year. The whole i
of the vicar, an old man, was. after pa
made to his curate, two hundred ?year,
thc curato, in such circumstances, aft*
take to himself a penniless wife of scvc
Mrs. Gresley was willing that the int
should take place, and they should all
best they might ou their joint income
vicar's wife, who seem* to have been a !
minded, sage, th nigh somewhart har
man, took Mary aside, and told her thn
a thing must not be. There would con:
said, children and destitution and ruin
knew perhaps more than Mary knew
Mary told us her story, sitting opposite
in the low arm-chair. It was the advice
vicar's wife that thc engagement sho
broken off; but that, il the'breaking of ti
I gagement were impossible, there shot
an indefinite period ol' waiting. Such er
ments cannot be bl ikea off. Young 1
will not consent to be .'hus torn asunder,
vicar's wife was too si-ong for them
themselves married in her teeth, and li
riod of indefinite waiting was commence
And now for a moment we will go fn
back among Mary's youthful days. Ch
she seemed to be," she had in very early
taken a pen in her hand. Thc reader
hardly be told that had not such been UK
there would not have arisen any earn
friendship between her and me. We an
ing an Editor's tale, and it was in our edi
capacity that Mary first came to us. We
her earliest attempts, in her very young
she wrote-Heaven knows what; poetry
no doubt; then. God help her, a tragedy;
that, when the curate-influence first comn
ed, tales tor thc conversion of the ungo
and at last, before her engagement was a
having tried her wing at fiction, in thc foi
those false little dialogues between Tor
Saint and Bob the Sinner, she had comp
a novel in one volume. She was then st
teen, was engaged lo be married, and
completed her novel ! Passing her in
street you would almost have taken her
child to whom yon might give an orange,
Hitherto her "work had come from atnbi
or from a feeling of somewhat restless
inspired by the curate. Now there aro
her young mind the question whether
talent as sne possessed might not be turn
account for ways and means, and use
shorten, perhaps absolutely to annihilate,
uncertain period ol walting. The first r
was seen by "a man of letters" in her m
borhood, who pronounced it to be very clot
not indeed tit as yet for publication, faul
grammar, faulty even in spelling-how 11
the tear thal shone in her eye a.? she confe
this delinquency ?-faulty, of course, in
struction, and faulty in character-but
clever. The man of letters had told her
she must begin again.
Unfortunate man of letters, In ba
thrust upon him so terrible a task ! In i
circumstances, what Is thc candid, hoi
soft-hearted man of let ters to do ? "Go,
and mend your stockings. Learn to ma
pie. If you work hard, it may be that i
day your intellect will suffice to you to re
book and understand it. For the writing
book that shall either interest or instrt
brother human being many gifts are requl
Have you just reason to believe that they I
been given to you ?" That ls what the can
honest man of letters says, who ls not i
hearted-and in ninety-nine cases out
hundred It wiil probably be the truth,
soft-hearted man ol' letters remembers
this case may be the hundredth: and, un
the blotted manuscript submitted to hit
conclusive against such possibility, he re?
ciles it to his conscience to tune his counst
that hope. Who can say that he is wro;
Unless such evidence be conclusive, who
venture to declare that this aspirant may
be the one who shall succeed ? Who. In s
emergency, does not remember the da
which he* also was one of the limul
ol' whom thc ninety-and-nine must fi
-and will not remember also the m
convictions on his own mind that he coital
would not be the one appointed f The mai
letters In the neighborhood of f'ornburo
whom poor Mary's manuscript was shown \
not sufficiently hard-hearted to wake :
strong attcinptto deter her. He ur no i
?renos to the easy stockings, or thc .. eso
pie-pointed out ilie manifest faults . ti
saw, and added-we do not doubt with JU
more energy than he threw imo his words
censure-his comfortable assurance thal th'
was great promise in thc work. Mary Gres
that evening burned thc manuscript, and
gan another, with the dictionary close at I
Then, during her work, Micro occurred t
circumstances which brought upon her-ar
indeed, upon the household to which she I
longed-Intense sorrow-and greatly Increas
trouble. The first of these applied more esj
dally to herself. The Kev. Arthur I'on ne ti
not approve of novels-of oilier novels th
those dialogues between Tom and Bc
of the falsehood ol' which ho was ur cc
sclous-and expressed a desire that the wr
lng of them should bc abandoned. How I
the lover went in his attempt to enfor
obedience we, of course, could not know; b
he pronounced the edict, and "the edict. thouj
not obeyed, created tribulation. Then the
came forth another edict which had to I
obeyed-an edict front the probable success*
of the late Dr. Gresley, ordering the poor c
rate to seek employment in some clinic mo:
congenial to his state of health than that i
which he was then living. He was told th;
his throat and lunirs and general apparati
for living, and preaching, were not Btron
enough for those hyperborean springs, an
that ho must seek u southern climate, li
did so. and, before I became acquainted wit
Mary, liad transferred his services to a sum
town in Dorsetshire. The engagement, <
course, was to be as valid as over, thong
matrimony was to bo postponed, more lndei
nltely even than heretofore. But IfMarycoul
write novels and sell them, thou how gloi iou
would it be to follow her lover into Dorset
shire ! The Rev. Arthur Donne went, and th
curate who came lu his place was a marrie
man, wanting a house, and not lodgings, s
Mary Gresley persevered with her second nc
veL and completed it before sile was tighleen
The U??roiT friend in tho neighborhood-p
tile chance ol' whose fi?';""!nr.ViiO? I "Vas lu
debtoa for my subsequent friendship will
Mary Gresley-found this work to be a crea
improvement on tho first. Ho was an elder!1
man. who had been engaged nearly all his Uti
lu the conduct ol a scientific and agricultura
periodical, and was the last mau whom
should have taken as a sound critic on work:
ol'fiction-but, with spelling, grammatical con
Unction, and the composition of sentences h<
was acquainted; and he assured Mary thal hui
progress hud boeu great. Should "felic bun
that second story ? she asked him. Site would
if he so recommended, and begin another tin
next day. Such was not his advice. "ibavt
a friend In London," said he, "who bas to dc
with such things, and yon shall go to him. i
will give you a letter." He gave her tho fata
lotter, and she came lo us.
She came up to town with her rovel
but not only with her novel, tor sin
brought her mother with her. So great wa:
her eloquence, so excellent her suasive powei
either with her tongue or by that look ol'sup
plication In her face, that*.she induced hui
mother to abauiion her homo in Comoora,
and trust to London lodgings. The house wai
lot furnished to tho new enraie, and when J
first heard ol'tho Gresley? ?hey were living on
tho second floor in a small street near to thc
Custon Square station. Poor Fanny, as sin.
was called, was loll in some hittable borne al
Cornboio, and Mary travelled up to try hoi
fortune in rho grout city. When we caine tc
know her well, we expressed our doubts as tc
the wisdom of such a step. Ves: Gie vicar's
wife had boen strong against tho move. Marj
confessed as much. That lady had spoken
most forcible words, had uttered lt rriblo pre?
dictions, had told sundry truths. But .Marv
bad prevailed, and the Jouruej was made, and
tho lodgings were taken.
Wc cnn now como to tho day on which
wo first saw her. Sbe did not write, but carno
direct to in witta her manuscript in her hand.
" A young woman, sir, wants to soo you,"said
tho clerk, in that tone lo which wc were so
well accustomed, and which indicated the dis?
like which he had learned from us to tho re?
ception of unknown visitors,
'.Young woman ! Wnat young a ornan V"
"Well, sir. she is ;k very young woman
quito a girl like."
"I suppose sha has gol a ramo. Who sent
ber ? l cannot sec any young womau without
knowing why. What does she want ?"
"Gol a manuscript in ber band, .-ir."
I've no doubt siio bas, und u tun of manu?
script in drawers und cupboards. Tell her to
write. I won't sc<- auy woman, young or old,
without knowing who she is.-' 'Tho mun re?
tired, nut] soy? returned aitli an envelope be?
longing to i he office, on which was written,
"Mis. .dary Gresley, la'e of Curuhoro." Ile
also brought me a nuie from " Hie man of let?
ters" down in Dorsetshire. '.!?! v.hat son is
she ?" 1 asked, lookio'gat thu introduction.
'.She :-.;u*t audi s as to .oofcs. raul thc clerk ;
THE UJriAitJLl^? i v.
"and she's modest like." Now certainly it is
the fact that all female literary aspirants are
not u modest, like."
Wc read our friend's letter through, while
poor Mary was standing at the counter below.
How eagerly should we have ran to greet her, to
save her from the gaze of the public, lo wel?
come her at least with a chair and thc warmth
of our editorial fire, had we guessed then what
were her qualities ! It was not long before she
knew the way up to our Banctum without any
clerk to show her. and not lons before we
knew well the sound ofthat low but not timid
knock at our door, made always with the han?
dle of the parasol, with which her advent was
heralded. We will confess that there was al?
ways music to our ears in that light tap from
the little round wooden knob. The man of
letlers in Dorsetshire", whom we had known
well for many years, had been never known
lo us with intimacy. We had bought with him
and sold with him, had talked with him, and.
perhaps, walked with him; bul he was not one
with w hom we had eaten, or drunk, or prayed.
A dull, welt-Instructed, honest man he was,
fond ol* his money, and, as we had thought, as
unlikely as any nian to be waked to en! hnsiasm
by the ambitious dreams of a young girl. But
Mary had been potent even over him, and he had
written to me saying thal Miss Gresley
was a young lady of exceeding promise, in
respect ol'whom lie had a strong presentment
that she would risc, if not to eminence, at
least to a good position as a writer. " But she
is very young," he added. Having read this
letter," we al last desired our clerk to send the
wc remember her step as she came to the
door, timid enough then-hesitating, but yet
with an assumed lightness as though she was
determined to FIIOW us that she was not
ashamed of what she was doing. She had on
her head a light straw hat, such as then was
very unusual in London-and is not now, wo
believe, commonly worn in the streets ol' thc
metropolis by ladies who believe themselves
to Know what tiley are about. But it was a
hat, worn upon her head, and not a straw plato
done up with ribbons, and reaching down the
incline of the forehead as far as the top of the
nose. And phe was dressed in a gray stuff
frock, with a little black baud round ber
waist. As far as our memory goes, we
never saw lier in any other dress, or with
other hat or bonnet on her head. "And what
can we do for you. Miss Gresley?" we said, stand?
ing up and'holding the literary, gentleman's
letter in our hand. We had almost said, "my
dear," seeing her youth and remembering our
age. We were afterwards glad that wc had
not so addressed her; thought it came before
long that we did call her "my dear"-in quite
She recoiled a Utile from tho tone of our
voice. "Mr.-thinks that you can do
something for me. I have written a novel,
und I have brought it to you."'
"You are very young, are you not, to have
written a novel ?"
"1 am young,*' she said, "but perhaps older
than you" think. I am eighteen." Then for
the first time there came into her eye that
gleam of a merry humor which never was al?
lowed to dwell there long, but which was so al?
luring when it showed itself.
"Tu?t is a ripe age," we said laughing, and
then wc bade lier seat herself. At once
we began to pour forth that long and
dull and ugly lesson which is so common
to our lives, Sn which we tried to explain
lo our unwilling pupil that ol all respecta?
ble professions for young women literature
is the most uncertain, the most heart-break?
ing, and thc most dangerous. "You hear of
the few who tire remunerated,'1 we said; "but
you hear nothing of the thousands that fail."
"It is so noble !" &he replied.
"But so hopeless."
"Thor;' arc those who sttccreJ."
"Yes, Indeed. Even In a lottery one must
urain the prize; but they who trust lo lotteries
break their hearts."
"Hut literature is not a lottery. Ifl am flt,
I shall succeed. Mr.-"thinks 1 may
succeed." Many more words of wisdom we
spoke to her. and well do wc remember her
r.-piy when wc had run nil our line oil" I be reel.
and had completed our sermon. ..! .shall go
on all thc sanic,n tiie said. I shall try, and
try again - and again."
'Her power over us, to a certain extent, was
soon established. Of course we promised to
read the MS. and turned it ?ver, no doubt with
an anxious countenance, to see ol what nature
was thc writing. There isa feminine scrawl ofa
nature BO terribie thal the tusk ol reading be?
comes worse than thc treadmill. "I know I
can write well, tlioutrli I ant not quite sure
nb-mt the spelling," said Mary, as she observed
thc glance of our eyes, she spoke truly. The
wriung was good, though thc erasures and al?
terations were very numerous. And Iben thc
.-?.irv was intended to lill only one volume. 1
will copy it for you if you wish it." said .Marv.
"Though Ulere are so many scratchings out, it
lias been copied once." Wc would nol for worlds
have given her aitch labor, and then we prom?
ised to read thc tale. Wc forget how ll. was
brought about, but she told us at that inter?
view that her mother had obtained leave from
the pastry-cook round thc corner, to sit there
walting t'ill Mary should rejoin her. " I thought
it would be trouble enough for you to have one
ol'us here," she said with lier little laugh,
when 1 asked uer why elie had not brought
her mother on with her. 1 own that 1 tell
that she had been wise ; and when I told
her that if she would call on inc again that
day week I would then have read at any rate
so much ol'her work as would enable "me Io
give her my opinion, I did net Invite her to
bring her mother with her. I knew thal I
could talk more freely to Hie girl without thc
mother's presence. Even when you are pa-t
fifty, and intend only to preach a sermon, you
do not wish to have a mother present.
When she was gone we took np the roll of
[Miiicr and examined iL Wc looked at thc di?
vision into chapters, at the various mottoes
thc poor child had chosen, pronounced to
ourselves the name of the story-it was*sim?
ply the name ot* the heroine, an easy-going,
Uliaffcclcd, well-chosen name-and ?cad thc
lust page of it. On such occasions thc reader
ol'the work begins his task almost with a con?
viction that the labor he is about tn undertake
will bc utterly thrown away. He feels ail bul
sure that thc matter will bc bad, that il will
be belter for all parlies, writer, intended rea?
ders, and intended publisher, that the written
words should not be convoyed into type-that
it will bc his duty, after some fashion, to
convey that unwelcomed opinion to thc writer,
and iliat thc writer will go away Incredulous,
ami a??iisimentally thc Mentor of tho mo?
ment of all manner of literary sins, among
which Ignorance, Jealousy and falsehood will,
In tho poor author's imagination, be most
prominent. And yet when the writer was ask?
ing for that opinion, declaring Ids especial de?
sire that thc opinion should be candid, protest?
ing thai his present wish ls to have some gauge
ol' his own capability, and that he has come to
you believing you tobe above ol hers able to
give him thal gauge-while his petition to you
was being made, he was lu every respect sin?
cere. He had come desirous to measure him?
self, and had believed that you could measure
him. When coming he did uot think that
you would declare him tobe an Apollo. He
had told himself, no doubt, how probable it
was that you would point out to him thal lie was
a dwarf. ' You lind him to bc an ordinary man.
measuring perhaps live feet seven, and unable
to reach Gio standard of thc particular r?gi?
ment in which he ls ambition* ol'serving. Von
tell bim so in what chillest words you know,
and you are at once convicted in liis mind ol'
Jealousy, ignorance and falsehood! And yet
lie is perhaps a most excellent fellow, and ca?
pable of performing the best of service, only
in some other regiment ! As we looked at
Miss Gresley**) manuscript, tumbling ii through
our hands, we expected even from her some
such result. She had gained two Illings from
us already by her outward and inward gifts,
such as lliey were-ll rsl Unit we would read
her story, and secondly that we would road il
(?uickly : inn sim had nol as yei gained (rom us
i'.ny belief that by reading it wc could serve
We did road it. thc most of lt before we left
our editorial chair on thai afternoon, so thal
we lost altogether the daily wail so essential
10 our editorial health, and were pul to (lie
expense of a cab on our return home. And
we incurred some inlulmuiu of domestic dis?
comfort fr%:n thu (act thal wu did nol reach
our own door till twenty minutes ofter our ap?
pointed dinner hour. "I have flits moment
come from thc office as hard ns n cab could
bring me,*1 wc said In answer to the mildest
of reproaches, explaining nothing ns to thc
nature of Hie cause which had kcjit us su long
at our work.
Wc must not allow our readers t<> suppose
Uiat thc Intensity of our application had arisen
from the overwhelming interest of thc story.
11 was not that thc story entniuced us, but
iliat our feelings for thc writer grew us wc
read ibo s?ory. Il ?sas simple, unaffected, and
a'.mpsl painfully iinscnsalioisj} lt contained,
as I came to perceive afterwards, lillie more
than a recital of what lier imagination told lier
might too pi ohably bethe result nf her own
engagement, lt was thc story of two young
people w ho became engaged and cannot be
married. Atiera course ol'years, ibo mau,
with many Imo arguments, asks to beubsoived.
The woman yields willi an expressed convic?
tion thal her lover 2s right, settles herself down
?or maldon ii.-.', (hen breaks ber heart and
dies. The cliaracler ol the man was utterly
undue to Nuture. That of Ul? woman was
m LMJ VV O ;
true, but commonplaee. Other interest, or
other character, there was none. Thc dialogues
between the lovers were many and tedious,
and hardly a word was spoken between them
which two lovers really would have uttered.
It was clearly not a work as to which I could
tell my little triend that she might depend
upon it for fame or fortune. When I had fin?
ished it I waa obliged to tell myself I hat I
could not advise her even to publish it. But
yet I could not say that she had mistaken her
own powers or applied herself to a profession
beyond lier reach. There was a grace and
delicacy in her work which were charming.
Occasionally sae escaped from Hie trammels nf
grammar, but only so far that it. would be a
pleasure to point out to her lier errors. There
was not a word that a young lady should not
have written; ard there was throughout
the whole evident signs ol honest work. We
had six days to think it over between our
completion of the task and her second visit.
She came exactly at the hour appointed, and
Bcated herself at once in the arm-chair before
us as soon as the young man bad closed the
door behind him. There had b;ien no grcal
occasion for nervousness at ber first visit,
and she had then, by an evident effort, over?
come the diffidence incidental to a meeting
with a stranger. But now she did not attempt
to conceal her anxiety. "Well,"' she said,
leaning forward, and looking up into oar face,
with her two hands folded together.
Fren though Truth, standing full panoplied
at our elbow, had positively demanded it, we
could not have toid her "then to mond her
stockings and bake her pies and desert, tho
calling that she had chosen. She was simply
Irresistible, and would, wc fear, have con?
st rained us into falsehood, had thc question
been between falsehood and absolute reproba?
tion ol her work. To have spoken hard,
heart-breaking words to lier, would have boon
like striking a child when it comes to kiss
you. Wo fear that we wore not absolutely
true at tirst, and that by that absence of truth
we made subsequent pain more painful.
" Well," she said, looking up into our lace.
" Have you read it ?" We told her that we had
read every word of it. M And it is no good ?"
We fear that wo bogan by telling her that it
certainly was goad,-after a fashion, very good;
considering her youth and necessary inexperi?
ence, very good indeed. As wo said this she
shook her head, and sent out a spark or two
from her eyes, Intimating her conviction that
excuses or quasi praise founded on her youth
would avail her nothing. " Would anybody
buy it from me ?'' she asked. No ; wo did not
think that auy publisher would pay her money
for it. 11 Would they print lt for mo without
costing me anything ?" Then wc told her thc
truth as nearly as we could. She lacked ex?
perience ; and if, as she had declared to us be?
fore, she was determined to persevero, she
must try again, and must learn moro of i hat
lesson of Hie world's ways which was so neces?
sary to those who attempted to teach that les-1
sou to others. " But I shall try again at. once,'"
she said. Wo shook our head, endeavoring lo
shako it kindly. " Currcr Bell was only a
young girl when she succeeded." she added.
The injury which Curror Bell did after this
fashion was almost equal to that perpetrated
by Jack Sheppard.
She romaluod with us then for above an hour;
for moro than two probably, though the lime
was not specially marked by us ; and before lier
visit was brought to a close, she had told us of
her engagement with tho curate. Indeed, wi?
believe that thegrcalor partofher little history,
as hitherto narrated, was made known to us
on that occasion. Wo asked after her mother
early In the interview, and learned Unit she
was not on this occasion kept waiting at the
pastrycook's shop. Mary had como alone,
makiiig uso of some triendly omnibus, of
which sho bad learned tho rnnte. When she
told us that she and her mother had como up
to London solely with thc view of forwarding
her views in ber intended profession, we ven?
tured to ask whether it would not bo wiser for
Hiern to return to Cornboro', seeing how im?
probable it was that she would have matter lit
for the press within any short period. Then
she explained that they had calculated thal
they would be able to live in London for twelve
months, If they spent nothing except on ttbso
Itlte necessaries. Thc poor girl .seemed tn
keeji back nothing from us. " Wc have doilies
that will carry us through, and we shall be
very careful. I came in an omnibus, luit I shall
walk if you will let mo come again." Then
she asked mo for advice. How wi s she to set
about further work with the best chance of
turning it to account ?
lt had boon altogether thc faull of that re?
tired literary gentleman down in thc North,
who had obt ained what standing ho had in tho
world of letters by writing about guano and
the cattle plague. ' Divested of all responsibili?
ty, and tearing no further (rouble to himself,
lie had ventured lo tell this girl thal lier work
was full of promise. Promise moans proba?
bility, and In this ea?e there was nothing be?
yond a most remote chanco. That she and
her mother should have left their little house?
hold goods, and como up to London on such a
chance, was a thing terrible to tho mind. But
wo felt before these two hours were over that
wo could not throw her off now. Wo had be?
come old friends, and there had been that
between us which gave he:-a positive daim
upon our time. She had sat in our arm-chair,
loaning forward with her elbows on her knees
and lier bands stretched out, UH we, caught
by tho charm ol' her unstudied intimacy,
had wheeled around our chair, ami hud
placed ourselves, as nearly as tho circum?
stances would admit, in* tho same posi?
tion. The magnetism had already begun
to act upon us. Wo soon found ourselves
taking lt for granted that sho was to romain
in London and begin another book. It was
impossible to resist her. Before tho Interview
was over, wo, who had boen conversant willi
all these mailers before she was horn; we,
who had latterly come to regard our own edito?
rial fault as being chiefly that ofpersonal harsh?
ness; we, who had repu sod aspirant novelists
by tho score-wo had consented to be a parly
.o tho creation, if not to tho a dual writing, of
tliis new book !
It was to be done aller this fashion. She
was to fabricate a plot, and io hrimr ii to us.
written on two sides nf a sheol of letter paper.
On the reverse sides wc wen- tn criticise this
plot, and prepare emendations. Then she w is
to make out skeletons ni Ibo men and women
who wore afterwards to be clothed with flesh
and made alive with blnod, and covered willi
Cuticles. Aller (hal rho was tn arrange her
proportions;and al last, before she began tn
write tho Story, she was tn describe in detail
such nari ol' ii as was tn bo told in uach chap?
ter. On every advancing wavelet ol the work,
we wore to give her our written remarks.
AU ibis wo promised to do because of the
quiver in ber lip, and thc alternate tear ami
sparkle in her oyo. ".Vow that I have found a
friend, I feel sure that I can do il," she said,
as she bold our hand tightly before she left us.
In about a month, during which she had
twice written tn us, and twice been answered,
she came with her plot, lt was Hie obi story,
with some additions and some change. There
was matrimony instead of death ut tho end,
and au old aunt was brough) in for tho pur?
pose of relenting and producing au income.
Wo added a few details, fooling as wo did SO
that wo were tho very worst of botchers. Wo
doubt now whether the old, sad, simple story
was not the better of tho two. Then, after
another lengthened interview, wo sent our
pupil back tn create her skeletons. When she
caine willi tho skeletons wo wore dear friends,
und we had learned io call her Mary. Then it
was thal she tlrslsal al nur editorial table, and
wrote a love-letter to the curate, lt. WUK thou
mid-winler, wanting but alow days tn Christ?
mas, and Arthur, iis shu called him, did noi
like tho enid weather.
'.He (Ines tint say so." she said, "but I fear
bo is ill. Don't you think there are some pen- |
plo willi whom everything is unfortunate!!"
She wrote her letter, and had recovered her
spirits before she tunk lier leave.
We then proposed m hurto bring her mother
In dine willi us on Christmas day. We had
made a clean breast of it at ?lome III regard tu
our hoart-llullcriugs, ami bad been mel with a
suggestion that sumo kindness might willi
propriety bu shown to the oh! lady as well as
to tho youug onu. We had ?eli grateful !<> tho
old lady fur nut coming tn our office with lier
daughter, and liad at oucc assented. When
wu made thu suggestion tn Mary iii. re caine
first a blush over all her lace, un d then lhere
followed thu well-known smile before the
blus'.i was gone. "You'll all bo dressed line,"
she said. We protested I bal nul a garment
would bc changed by any of thc family alter
the decent church-going in ibu morning. "Just
as, I am ?" she asked, "duet as von are," we
said, looking at Ibu dear gray frock, adding
sniue mocking assertion that no possible
combination of mi'iinei ,- could improve brr.
.'And mamma wil ; c Just, the .same ? Then
wcwiil como," she said. Wu (old her au al>
Bolnle uUschood, as to some ?ecessity which
would take us in a cab to Euston Square on
the afternoon of that Christmas Day, so that
we could call and bring them holli to our
bouse without trimble.>? expense. "Voil shan't
do anything of the kind, shu .-aid. However,
we swore to our lUlsehwod,-perceiving, as we
did sn, that she did liol believe a word cl ii:
but in tho mutter of the cub wu had our own
We found ibo mol her lo be what wc had ex?
pected,-o weak, lady-like, lachrymose obi
lady, endowed withs profound admiration ?or
her (laughter, audio bashful thal she could nut
at all enjoy her plum-pudding. We t
Mary did enjoy hers thoroughly. Sh
little speech to the mistress of t
praising ourselves with warm words
fal eyes, and immediately won the
new friend. She allied herself wann
daughters, put up with the school-bnj
tries of oursons, and before theovi
over was dressed up as a ghost for tl
ment of some neighboring childi
wer.- brought in tn play Bnapdragi
Gresley, as she drank her tea and i
ber bil of cake, seated on a distant
not so happy, partly because she rem
her old gown, ami partly because our
a stranger to her. .Mary had forgot
circumstances before the dinner was I
she was Hie sweetest ghost that even
How pleasant would be our ideas ol'
spirits if such ghosts would visit us)
They repeated their visits to us n
quontly during thc twelve months; b
whole interest.attaching lo our int
bad reference to circumstances wh
place in that editorial room of ours, it
be necessary to refer further to thc hoi
pleasant to ourselves, which she spoin
in our domestic life. She wa? ever m
come when she came, and was known
a (?ear, well-bred, modest, clever li
The novel went on. That catalogue
skeletons gave us more trouble thai
rest, and many were the tears which *
over it, and sad were the misgivings 1
she was afllietod, though never vam
How was it to be expected that a
eighteen should portray characters sue
had never known ? Inlier Intcrcotir
the curate all the intellect bad beci
side. She had loved him because lt wa
site to her lo love some one ; and nott
had loved him, she was as trucas steel
Hut there had been almost nol bing fi
learn from him. The plan of the nov
on, and as it did so we became more ai
despondent as to its success. And tin
all we knew how contrary it was tot
judgment to expect, even to dream
thingbut failure. Though wc went ot
lng willi be;*. Anding it to bc quite im
to resist her entreaties, wo did tell in
day to day that, even presuming she w
tilled to hope for ultimate success, si
go through an apprenticeship of tci
before she could reach il. Then sin
sit silent, repressing lier tears, and
ing for arguments with which to Btipp
"Working hard is apprenticeship,'' !
to us once.
"Ves. Mary ; but thc work \
more useful, "and the apprentlceshli
wholesome, if you will take them l"u
they are worth.''
" I shall be dead in ten years." sh" sa
.' If you thought so you would not ?ul
marry Mr. Doune. Hut. even, were it
thal such would be your fale. bow can
ter Hie state of things ? Thc world will
nothing oftbat; ami If il did, would tin
buy your book ont of pity ?"
" I want no one lo pity me," she said
I waul yon to help me." So we went o
lng her" Al the end of four months s
not put pen to paper on the absolute I
her projected novel; and yet she had \
daily al it, arranging its future construe
During thc next month, when we wen
middle ol March, a gleam of real succesi
to her. We had told her frankly that we
publish not liing of hers in the periodical
we were ourselves conducting. Sue li
come too dear lo us for us not to lei
were we to do so. we should be d<
rather for her sake than for that <
readers. Hut we did procure for ber th
lication of two short stories elsewhere
these she received twelve guineas. ?
seemed lo her I bat she had found an Kl
do ol' literary wealth. I shall never forg
ecstasy when she knew that her work
be printed, or her renewed triumph win
tiret humble check waa given ?mo ber i
There arc those who will think Hint ?
triumph, us connected willi literature, m
sordid. Por ourselves, we are ready
knowledge ibal money pay men I for work
Isthebest and most Honest lest of su
We are suri-1 hat lt ls so felt by young I
tersand young doctors, and wc do no
why rejoicing on such realization of
Cherished hope should be more vile wit
literary aspirant than willi thuin. MWI
you I bink ill do first with it T she said,
thought she meant to send something j
lover, and we loki berso. "I'll buy mau
bonnet to um lo church in. I didn't tel
before, but she hasn't been these three
days because site hasn't one flt lo bc sen
Changed the check for her. ami she we
and bought the bonnet.
Though I was successful for ber in rcga
the two stories, I could not go beyond
We could have lilied pages of periodicals
her writing bad we been willing that
should work without r?mun?rai ion. She
sell was anxious for such work, (bioking
it would lead to something better. Hut wi
poseil il. ami. Indeed, would not permit it
iieving that work so done eau bc survici
to none but those who accept it thal pages
be Ulled without cost.
During thc whole winter, while she was
working, she was in a stale of alarm aboul
lover. Her hope was ever that when n
weather came ho would again bo well
strong. We know nothing sadder Ulam
hope founded on such a source. For docs
the winier follow tho summer, and then a?
comes Hie killing spring? At this time
used to read us passages from bis letter:
which bc Seemen lo ?peak ol'lillie but hisi
health. In her literary ambition be tu
seemed to have taken "part since she bad
clareil her Intention of writing profane nov
As regarded bim, bis sole merit lo us scci
to be in bis truth lo her. Ho told her Ilia
bis opinion they two were as much joined
guttier as though thc service of the chu
nat] bound them; but even hi saying that
spoke ever of himself and not of her. W
May came, dangerous, doubtful, deceitful .V
ami bc was worst-. Then, for the lirst iii
thc dread word, consumption, passed ber I
li hail already passed ours, mentally, a sc
of Hules. Wu asked her what .-?ie lu i
would like io du. Would she desire io
down io Dorsetshire and soc bini ? she thou
awhile, .iud said that she would wait alli
The novel wool on, and at length, in Ju
she was willing Hu- actual words on which,
she thought, s ? much depended. Shu ?1
really brought Un- story into some shape
1 thc arrangement of her chapters; and son
times even I begun io hope. There were u
nu-nts in which with ber hope was
most certainly. Towards the end
Juno Mr. Donne declared himself to
better. Ile was to have n holiday
August, and then he Intended to run
to Loudon ami see bis betrothed. Me Still ga
details, which were distressing tu us, of I
own symptoms; but it was manifest that
himself wa.; not desponding, and she was go
ernoii in her trust or in ber despair itltngeth.
by bim. Hut when August came thc period
his visit was postponed. The heat, had ma
him weak, ami he was to come in Septembei
Karly in August wc ourselves went away fi
our annual recreation -not thal wo shu
grouse, or that we have any sining opinii
that August ami September ure (liebest monti
lu the year for holiday-making -bul thai ever
body doc- go in August. Wc ourselves are 11
specially fond of August. lu malty places 1
which one goes a-lotiring mosquitos bile i
that month. Tin- heat, loo, prevents one ?"roi
walkiug. The inns areal! lull, ami Hie rai
ways crowded. April ?iud Ma) are twice [ilea
anter montlis In which to sou tho world an
ibo conn:ry. Hut fashion ls everything, an
no man or woman will stay In town ?11 Augiu
for whom Iben.- exists any practicability 1
?caving il. We went on tho lOlh-just ;
though we bad a moor, ami om- of lau In
things we did before our departure aw io rca
and revise thc lasl-writtcu chapter of Mary'
About Hie end of September wc returned
anti :?n io thal lime Hie lover bad not c mic 1
Lon.iou. I ni mediately un our return wuwrol
lo Mary, and thu next morning sim was wit!
us. sile had seated herself on ber usual chai
before she spoke, ami wc bad taken her batu
arel asked aller herself ami mother. Then
tvilh something ul* mirth lu our tone, we dc
man-led Hie work which shu bad done : inc.
our departure. "He is dying." she roplcd.
She iini noi weep as she spoke, lt w as no
on such occasions as this that the tears llllct
ber eyes. Bill lhere was huller eyes a look o
fixed and settled misery which convinced u
lliatshuul least did nol doubt Hie Until o
ber own assertion. '?Ve muttered something
us ? i our hope thal shu ?va.s mistaken.
"Thu dudor, then', bas written tn tel
mamma thal il is so. lier? ls his letier.'
Tho doctor's letter was a good L'ltvr,
written willi mon; ol' assurance than
doctors can generally allow lliomseive?
to express. J fear thal I am justified in tolling
you." said Ihc doctor," that it can only bou
question uf weeks." Wu gol np and look her
l. md. There was not a word to be uttered.
" I inttsl go to bim." sh . said, after a pause.
"Weil-yes. lt will be bene;."
" Hut we have no money- H must bc ex
! plained now Hut oflVrauf Might, very sleight,
I ?K'ciiniiirv aid had betti male by us loth to
j Mars tu.ii lo ber mother on moro'.han oi.e occa
sion. These had b?en refused with ad;
tine firmness, but always with somcth
mirth, or at least of humor, attached
refusal. The mother would simply refer
daughter; and Mary would declare tba
could manage to see the twelvemonth tin
and go back to Cornboro, without bc?
absolute beggars. She would allude to
joint wardrobe, and would confess that
wonld nut have been a pair of boots be
them but fur that twelve guineas; ai
?leed she seemed to have stretched
modest incoming so as to cover ;
gion ol purchases. And of Hmso i
she was never ashamed to speak. We
there must have been at least two gray li
because the frock was always clean, and
absoiutely shabby. Our girls at home dei
that they had seen three. Of her frock,
happened, she never spoke to us, but tin
boots and Hie new gloves, '?and ever so
things that I can't tell von about, whit
really couldn't have gone without," nil
out uf Hie twelve guineas. That she
taken, not only with delight, but wit!
umph. But pecuniary assistance from
selves she bail always" refused. --It wo;
a gift," she would ?av.
.?Have it as you like."
"But people don't give other people
"Don't they ? That's all you know abet
"Yes; to beggars. We hope we ne
come to that." It was thus that she al
answered us-but always with somelhi
laughter in her eye, as though their po
was a joke. Now, when Hie demand
her was for that which did not ?01
her personal comfort, which referred
matter fell by her to be vitally impoi
she declared," without a minutes hesiti
thal she had not money for the Journey.
"Of course you can have money," we
"I suppose you will go at once ?""
"Oh yes ; at once. That is in a day or
after lie shall have received my letter,
should I wait V We sat down to write a c
and she, secint: wiiat we were doing, a
how much it was to be. "No, half tba
do," she said. "Mamma will nul go. Wc
talked it over ami decided it. Yes ; I I
ail about that. I am going to 6ee my li
my dying lover; and I have to beg fu
money to take me to him. Of course 1
young gill; but in such a condition un
stand upon the ceremony of being taken
of ? A housemaid wouldn't want to be t
care of at eighteen." We did exact ly as she
us, itud then attempted to comfort her \
tiie young man went to get money lor the cl
What consolation was possible V It was
ply necessary to admit with frankness
sorrow had come frein which there cou!
no present release. "Yes," she said. "
will cure it-in a way. One dies in time,
then nf course it is all cured." "One bea
this kind of thing often," she said afterw
still leaning forward in her chair, still
something nf the old expression in her ey
something almost of humor In spite 0
grief; "but it is tho girl who dies. When
the girl, there isn't, after all, so much 1
done. A man goes about thc world ant:
shake it off; and then, there are pion
girls." Wo could not tell her bow lutln
more important, to our thinking, was nc
than that, sf him whom she was goiug to
now for tho last Hmo; but there did sprln
within our mind a feeling, greatly oppost
that conviction which formerly wo had
deavored to Impress upon herself-that
was destined to make fur hersch a succci
She went, and remained by ?mr lover's
side for three weeks. She wrote consta
to ber mother, and once or twice to Otirsel
Sue never again allowed herself tn entcrU
gleam of hope, and she spoke of
sorrow as a thing accomplished,
ber last Interview with us she
hardly alluded to her novel, and
her letters sho never mentioned if. But
did say uno word which made us guess tl
was coming. "You will lind nv gre
changed in ono 11 iin*_r.** she said: "so m
changed that I need mver have troubled y
Thc dhy for hcrretnrnto London was ti
postponed, bul al last she was brought to le
him. stern necessity ?'as too strong lor 1
Let her pinch herself asshc might, she n
live down In Dorsetshire-and could not
on his moans, which were us narrow as
own. she lott him; and OD the day after
arrival in London she walked across from I
ton Square to our office.
"Yes," she said, "it ts all over. I shall nc
see him again Oil this side of Heaven's gal
I do not know that we over saw a tear in
? .yes produced by her own sorrow. Sho 1
possessed nt sonic wonderful strength wi
seemed to suffice for the bearing of any t
den. Then she paused, and wo could only
silent, with nur eyes fixed upon the nur.
have made him a promise," she said at li
Of coarse WC asked her what was tho prom
though at thc moment we thought that
know. "I will make no moro attempt al DO
"Such a promise should not have been a
cd <>r given," wo said, vehemently.
"It should have been asked, because
thonght il right," she answered, "and,
course, it was given. Must he n<>t know !
ter than I (lo ? Is ho nut uno of (?nd's ord;
cd priests? In all the world, is there otu1
bound to obey him as I ?" There was notltl
tn bo said fur ir at such a moment as tl
There ls nu enthusiasm equal to that prodlli
by a death-bed parting. "! grieve grcatl
she said, "that YOU should have had sn mi
vain labor with a poor girl who can never p
tit by il."
"I don't believe the labor will have b:
vain." we answered, liuvlngoitogcthcr chant!
those views of oars us tn the futility Of I
pursuit which she had adopted.
"I have destroyed it all, she said.
"What; burned the novel ?"
"Every scrap of lt. I told him that I WAI
do sn, and that ho should know that 1 b
(lune it. livery (Mtge was burned aller I ;
linnie last night, ami then I wrute lo him I
(tire I went tu bed."
"Do you mean that you think it wicked th
people should write novels ?" wo asked.
"?Ie thinks it lo bou misapplication of Coi
gilts, and that has been enough fur ni". I
shall judge for mc, but I will not Judge I
others. And what dues ii matter? Ido n
want to write a novel now."
Tiley remained in London Hil thc end of ll
year for which Hie married curate hadtaki
their house, and then they returned loCor
born". Wo saw them Irequcntlv while tin
were Billi in town, and despatched Hiern I
thu train tn tho North just when the wind
was beginning. At thal lime the young clcrg
mau was still living down in Dorsetshire, l>
he was lying in bis grave when Christin;
came. Mary never saw him again, nnr did s!
ai temi his funeral. She wrote to us froqnen
ly then, and did for years afterwards. "I shou
nave liked to have stood nt his grave." si
said: "but it was a luxury nf sorrow lh.it
wished in enjoy, and they who cannot car
luxuries should nut have Hiern. They wore g
lng in manage it fur me here, but I know 1 wi
right tu refuse il." Right, indeed ! As ft
us we know her, she never moved a sing
|K)Int from what was right.
All those things happened many yeai
au'11. Mary Ore-ley. on her rellim I
Cornboro', apprenticed herself, as it wen
to tho married curato lhere, and calle
herself, I think, a female Scripture rea'
or. I know thal she spent her days in wort
lng hard for tho religious aid of tho po i
around her. Prom time tn timi'we endcavorc
lu instigate her tn literary work ; ami she ail
swered our letters by sending uswondorfi
lillie dialogues between Tum the Saint au
Hob the Sinner. Wo are in un humor In critl
oise (hem now; but we eau assort. Illili Ihougi
thal mode of religious leaching is niosi dh
tasteful tn us, Ibo literary merit shown oven li
such works as these was very manliest. An<
there came tn be apparent in thom a gleam 0
humor which would somciimes make us ihinl
thal she was silting opp.?-ile tu us ami lookin;
al ns, and Um! she was Tom tin- Sain!, um
I hat we were Bob ibo sinner. Wesaidwha
we (.nulli tu turu her from her chosen path
throwing into our letters all the eloquence an.
all Hie thought ul which we were musters ; 1.;,
our eloquence and our thought were equally
Al lust, when eight years had passed ovei
her head after the ileHtta nf Mr. Donne, sin
married a missionary who was going out u
some foreign countrvon tho confines >.( A fri car
colonization; and there sho died. We saw hei
mi board Uio ship in which she sidled, tint
be ?'nie we parted there had come that fear kilt?
lier eyes, tho nhl look Of Supplication OD lu i
lips, ?'mil (he gleam ol' mirth on her lace. W.
kissed lier once-fur Hie first and only lime
as wo bade Hod bless her!
-Tho English Parliament ni 1770 was an ex?
ceedingly ungallant, one. ll enacted that:
" Whoever should lead into matrimonial bomb
any male subject of her Majesty, by menus ot
mugo or powders, perfumes, essences, artificial
tooth, false hair, Spanish cotton, iron corsets,
crinolines, high-heeled shoes, or raise calves,
should bo prosecuted fur sorcery and the mar?
riage declared null ami void.'' Thc Figaro im
! pildently asks, who could marry now undo!
such an act.
UNDER LONDON DOCKS.
A Glimpse of thc Wine Vanita.
A London letter says :
The London docks, visited by all foreigners
who pass through London, are objects of great
interest, viewing them /rom the outside, as
harbors, where canal crosses canal, till they
extend to a city combining the two strange
effects of Venire* wit li her liquid thoroughfares,
and China with her floating houses.
Hut under the scene, lamlllar to every one
from description if not actual view, is a still
more curious sight,.which it is nore difficult
to obtain. Thanks to thc efforts of a relative
of a merchant who bad stores deposited there,
wc were provided with a pass to the wine
vaults of the East Cooper, or branch of the
London docks. There were six In the party,
and after a long, rainy, muddy drive through
the old part of the city, past Billingsgate ash
market, where cockney men and boys substi?
tute thc world-renowned fish women of the
post, and there ls less .sance sold with thc fish?
past the tower with its many spires and gloomy
battlements, we at length arrived at the en?
trance to the docks. A government official
examined our liasses, and wc drove on through
a wilderness of casks, coils of rope, and heaps
of bran, lill we reached the door of cellar No.
1. Going down a fliirht ol stone step?, we came
to a sort of vestibule, where, on one side, was
an Office for Hie examination and signing of
passes; on the other, a place titted up with
shelves, having brass eyes Uko those made to
receive the ends of door bolts, a long wedge
shaped walnut paddle, with a metal lamp on the
broad end, Sticking In each eye. An oily-fin
pcrcd, dirty-faced individual, strikingly resem?
bling "Lamps." of "Mugby Junction/' stood in
the shade of this recess, a companion sitting
behind him. whose name was James, and num?
ber two, ns a calendar on the wall informed
us. over which was written "Usher throuxh
the vaults for Monday." "Lamps''placeo a
light in each of our hands, and we entered the
vaults. Imagine eleven acres of ground, or
rather underground, under streets and below
the water line of thc Thames, divided into long
vaulted a'ley way:', covered with sawdust, a
double iron track"for barrels to roll on running
directly In the centre, on either side three tiers
of barrels of port, old port wino, amounting in
all to thirty-five thousand barrels of port alone,
and you have one of the eighteen large cellars
under the docks. We bad the rare privilege of
fasting the port number OOO-three different
barrels. Tasting orders are frequently given
for sherry, but seldom for port, and with a
chuckle of self-satisfaction our conductor con?
gratulated ns. Hut I was already dizzy with the
fumes of35,000 barrels, and the flickering of our
lamp? In the dark archways, penetrated by blin?
ding rays, like ropes of lire, running from and
meeting half way between the reflector, aa
powerful as wo usc on steam-engines, at one
end of each alley, and then opening Into the
main rotunda at the other end. On the ceil?
ings hung the fungus formed from the evapo?
ration. One piece, called the crocodile, from
its shape, a great ridgy animal clinging with
Us feet lo tho celling, was a hundred and fifty
years old ! Nearly all the fungus was of a (lim
color, resembling the inside nap ol' lead-color?
ed wadding, but occasionally bleached
while, when it looked like the stalactites in
caves. Our conductor was not so superstitious
about I he fungus as Joey Ladle, and declared
"pieces had often fallen on him and ho wasn't
dead yet." still he seemed very proud of it,
and w'ith great reverence hunted around for
the largest and most curious formations, giv?
ing us some little incident, curious and inter?
?s! iiiu', about each piece. lu the brandy and
whiskey vaults the fungus is all white.
Scarcely knowing whether I was on my head
or my feet, tho flickering lights and dark edges
of ilie barrels, fungus, sawdust, people and
posts dancing in wild procession through my
brain. I Btopped with the rest bet?re a row of
barrel i marked OOH. The usher drove a safrp
steel Instrument through tho end of the first
one, blew Into lt, and out spurted a stream
of pure rich port fifty years old! Hoping an
Internal application 'would remedy the dizzi?
ness caused by inhaling it. I tasted it and felt
instantly better, but thc second and third bar?
rels i dared not -try/' and oven our usher
threw away one glass for which many an epi?
cure would have given fifty dollars sterling.
The h iles wore Ulled up again by sticking
woeI"u pegs in Hiern, chopping them off, ana
leaving the barrels as sound and secure as if
they had never been opened. Emerging from
these cellars, wo were glad to outer our car?
riages, drive home and take a nap.
.1 HAID ONA RAILROAD.
U.ni Platt Scores thc Baltimore and
Don Platt, who recently made the trip from
Cincinnati to Washington over UieBak.moro
and ohio Railroad, gives a rather discouraging
account ol' that thoroughfare. Aller stating
that ho passed three wrecked trains in a short
(listante, he continues :
hi sober earnestness, the road is in an awful
condition, ami dangerous both to freight and
jiasscngcrs. * * * If it wore a new enter?
prise, struggling for an existence, I might
bold my pen. and have a few good people hor?
ribly mangled or roasted to death, and no end
Of freight destroyed. Hut Hie corporation isa
great success, hs .?tock is not quoted, I be?
lieve, because not really In the market, and its
divldouds an; fabulous'. Under these circum?
stances, this indiff?rence to human life ls Inex
cnsable. Hut it is Mr. Garrett's successful
si_\ le (d' railroad management. To get the most
money out of Un- smallest expenditure ls the
ride. ' Ami he w ill. therefore, enter upon ft)
enterprise, move in no improvement, solong
as he eau make Hie old serve his purpose. In
this way li ! has been prclotldlngto build aroad
from Point of Rocks to Washington city, lie
irides with i:. and,4f let alone, will open that
road ' n thc day wc are called upon lo linal
.. Why don't (Jarrott get some new cars ?" I
-aid to '.'lie of bis officials. '. 1 ran in these old
things during thu war. and then they were
dirty, buggy ami smelled bad."
..'nil !" responde I the gentleman, " Garrett
docs a freight b islness. ile bus no passengers
bul a few Congressmen, and lt he dead-heads
them, limy aro willing lo ride in hog cars/'
And John Vf. Garrett ls perfectly right in
thus expressing bis contempt for Congress?
men, ile buys them cheap. To him they aro,
indeed, cheap -lacks. While the indignant
West threatens lo mow thc capital, because lt
is an expensive city to live In, these Congress?
men permit i lils unscrupulous man to sit upon
its neck aiul strangle ils life out. Thc approach
to our great capital is by ono lino of railw ay
that he cont rois in deadly antagonism to the
Ivsl interests of the city. While Hour is four
dollars and seventy-five coins a barrel In Cin
i bittali, i; retails here at fourteen. This is but
otic specimen. This man plays into thc peanut
Interests of Baltimore, and owns and controls
thc great capital of a great people to our
shame. No l ill can be got through Congress
creating a new highway lo our capital without
Ids consent, lor and' in consideration for
dead hoad passes, and probably a lillie money
judiciously expended, every committee through
'which such bill must pass ls densely packed,
and one might as well attempt to scull a pot?
ash kettle up tho Niagara as lo ?et anything
through siten a committee, without John s con
EA RTE (J V.IKES.
Xatural Phenomena In Germany.
Tho Prussian journals state that shocks of
earthquake were still fell at Gross (?eran:
A letter from that place sets forth that on thc
ci -in nt November u to Sovember 15, within me
..>,., ....:' rour iiuur-and a half, twenty-four p-ais
- ii ran thunder, seven of them accora
panicl io . : . were distinctly heard. Tho
':'.:... !i ; ?ii?t?o:i ul the earth was violent ..uoiiglt
low u'tii the H>uu<lest sleepers. In tue night ol
Hie i tu to Kill Instaut the thundering was ri
? -.':.v ti'.:' - in three hours, and between l
au . ri lock A. M., a shock wat f< lt which Rhook
liv ! I>U?C>J ar.J matte the walis and beatas crcik.
... i resent, lhere seem to bc alternate Inter
vu!- ut repose aud convulsion, the duration ut
t sch iieitig a few hoars. On the 13th Instant, at
...?.. m Hie evening, another prettj sevcresbecK
v... - :. :: ;.. Cress f'enui. The Rheinischer Courter
. - :?.;;; according io measurements taken by
ie engineer oKic rs, thc whole site of the little
;. fu is now twoor three laches lower than it
i> '....tor:.' the earthquake visitation. Notwith
-trading thc m...: number of shocks that have
a fell none ... the houses hate fallen, though
wi. - retobe ecu ia iiiutiy places earvin tr out
..... i, an : :. : .v.. o f irty an i Uiiy chimneys nr.;
In a precarious condition. A loiter li uni Dann
st, iii. written h:-i Monda}*, announces that the
Phi k: la ll.Goran are ?t?4Ui Increasing in ire
ioi . and Intensity. Thc writer mhb thai many
inhabitants are suffering from varions
fit .erv:): - disease, and even iusauitj has
j:. v-. . . *- bien produced by th?? perpetual
anxi i> '. > which these alurraiug poenouieua have
- IV anu?s 11 iv b<? joked about, bul there Isa
fortune in Hiern. Twa years ago an entcrprls
';.:_ Yank e wen! lo North Carolina with a few
bund .< d d? lia: ? and b? /an cultivating peanuts.^
This year he h:u s dd bis crop for ?-L000. get-*
Ung&?j.GSQ proli?. ?