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woman has become in the noon of the nine-pulse, tenderness, and moral promptings, teenth century. It comes to this: having grow into tawdry sentimentalism when shut by force taken possession of the means of out from their fit arena, when untrained to education, men turn to cast shame on wo- emulate a brother's active life. Coolness, men that they are left outside! The fact is, forethought, and strength, grow into cunthe Egyptians believe that woman has no ning, rapacity, and tyranny, when uninflusoul; the English believe she has no rea-enced by that gentler element of your nason; - the wretched Ailmehs on the Nile ture which God has placed by your side." are produced by one theory, and female In the home we have succeeded, in civifrivolity in some and ruin in other classes lized communities, in overruling to some are the fatal leaf and blossom of the other. extent this horrible divorce. The next step
These Roman and Salic laws upon which is to overrule it in the larger home where our modern society is based are really de- human minds are nurtured and trained for crees of divorce between man and woman, life — the school. And from these the sabetween their mutually supplementary pow- cred reuniting influence shall surely extend ers. As Mrs. Dall has well said: “Im- through all the departments of human life.
CROMWELL AND THE CAVALIERS. — It was in the night his coffin was dug up at Westminster, the Abbey the Cavaliers believed Cromwell's and carted off to the Red Lion Inn at Holborn, body to lie ; but this is not our legend, for we to be hung the next day on the Tyburn gibbet, think we know where he really is. The author the body was secretly removed, another substiof “ The History of England during the Reigns tuted in its place, and the real corpse of the of the Royal House of Stuart” says that a gen- Protector buried in what is now the centre of tlewoman who attended the Protector during his Red Lion-square-exactly where the obelisk last illness told him that the day after his death used to be, and as nearly as possible on the site his friends, fearing the malice and insults of the of the little black, dismal summer-house that Cavaliers if they ever regained power, wrapped now stands there. The legend, true or untrue, in lead the body so sacred to all good Puritans; has hallowed the spot for ever. The Cavaliers two of his nearest relations and a guard of sol- wasted their cruelty. On June the 14th, immediers then put it on board a barge and carried it diately after the Restoration, the waxen effigy of below bridge, and at night sank it under the Cromwell— the one we have described as lying quiet waters in the deepest part of the Thames. in state-was hung by a rope to the bars of a But neither is this our legend. The author of window of the Jewel Office at Whitehall, amid “ The Complcat History of England,” again, the derision of the fickle mob. On December relates a still more reliable tradition, which he the 8th, the Lords concurred with the Commons derived from the son of Barkstead the regicide, in ordering the bodies (carcases they called them) a gentleman then still living, and to be met with of Cromwell, Ireton, Bradshaw, and Pride to be at Richards' Coffee House, within Temple Bar. dug up, carried on hurdles to Tyburn, there to The story was this :— His father was Lieutenant be hung in their coffins, and afterwards to be of the Tower, and one of Cromwell's special con- buried under the gibbet. The rough disinterfidants. During Cromwell's last illness, Bark- ment took place on January the 26th. That stead one day desired to know where his friend was Saturday night ; on Monday night the bodwished to be buried; the Protector answered, ies were carted to the Red Lion Inn in Holborn, where he had obtained the greatest victory and and the next day drawn on sledges to Tyburn, glory, on the field of Naseby, and as near as amid the curses and acclamations of the same possible to the spot where the heat of the action people who had so often greeted the victorious had been. One midnight, soon after his death, Protector. The bodies were pulled out of their the body was embalmed and placed in a leaden coffins in the Tyburn fields, and hung upon the coffin, and was put into a hearse. This hearse, triple tree. At sunset they were taken down, Barkstead the narrator — then a boy of fifteen the heads cut off, and the trunks buried in a says he helped to escort down to Northampton- deep hole under the gallows. The next day the shire. On arriving at Naseby, they found a common hangman (Jack Ketch himself, we begrave nine feet deep already dug, the mould lieve) stuck the heads on poles, and set them on carefully heaped on one side, and the green sods the top of Westminster Hall, Bradshaw in the on the other. The coffin was then lowered, the middle, Ireton on one side, and Cromwell on the mould replaced, the residue carted away, and other. An embalmed head, said to be that of the turf laid down again with care and precis Cromwell, is still preserved by a London antiion. Soon after, the field was ploughed up and quarian. Let us hope that our legend is true, sown for three or four years successively with and that there still, under the sooty summercorn. But our own legend, which we have hith-house, rest the honored bones of the great Pro-' erto kept so carefully secret, is asserted with tector. The very possibility of the truth of such equal firmness, and rests on still more reliable a legend will surely consecrate that slip of dingy testimony. It is reported, and is still believed garden-ground as long as London remains the by many, that either soon after his death, or on centre of the world's civilization. LIVING AGE. VOL. XI. 458
From The Spectator. (whose vulgarity, by the way, as described in the RUN TO EARTH.*
novel, is wholly out of accordance with the posi
tion they occupy), marries the baronet, is made “Run to EARTH” is an extraordinary speci- a widow in a few weeks through Carrington's men of sensational fiction. The author has, if devices, devotes herself to purposes of revenge, possible, excelled herself, she has beaten all her and discovers at last that she is the stolen child rivals, she has forever obscured the fame of those of a lady of title and distantly connected with wonderful fiction-writers, beloved of errand-boys her husband's family. and shop-girls, who deal in revenge and murder, We have but glanced at some of the more jealousy and hatred, who treat the wildest and prominent incidents of the novel, which the most diabolical actions as ordinary occurrences, author is no doubt justified in calling " a sensawho convert men into ghouls and women into har- tional story, pure and simple." She quotes also pies, who can transform with a stroke of the pen an observation made by “one of the most accomå beggar into a princess, and an English gentle-plished reviewers of the day” (Mr. Lewes, we man into a Thug. If the first object of the nov- believe), to the effect that in criticizing stories elist be to excite a morbid curiosity, if blood there should be some discrimination of the kind and poisoning and intrigue, the most hateful of interest attempted, and that the critic should passions, the vilest actions, form the best ingre- not demand from the writer qualities incompatdients of fiction, then it must be owned that no ible with or utterly disregarded by his method. one has mixed them together more skilfully than The interest aimed at in Run to Earth is simply Miss Braddon, Her admirers, and they are sensational, and we are ready to grant that in many, will assuredly not be disappointed with this that aim the author has been successful. She has fiction. We can promise them a murder, a se- made up a tale utterly without probability, duction, a suicide, and the conversion of a street-without characterization, without thought, with singer into a fashionable young lady before they out humour, pathos, or poetry, without one of have read a hundred pages of the story. A little the charms, in short, which delight us in the further on they will be introduced to a surgeon great masters of fiction, a tale which has no use known as Victor Carrington, but who is in real- in the world beyond that of stimulating an unity an exiled French nobleman, “a creature wholesome curiosity, and supplying fitting aliwithout a conscience, without a heart,” who ment to a vulgar sort of mental dissipation. This wears a mask of metal with glass eyes, accom- is the kind of success achiered by the writers of plishes an outrageous plot and an incredible sensational fiction, and the same kind of distincmurder in the first volume, a plot still more out- tion may be justly awarded to the novel before rageous and a murder only possible in fiction in us. It fulfils its purpose, but the critic may be the second volume, and very nearly commits an- permitted to ask whether such a purpose is worth other murder in the third. Then the readers of fulfilling ? this marvellous novel will be taken to a mysterious gambling house at Fulham, with a secret room in which rouge-et-noir is played. The house is kept by Madame Durski, a lonely and beautiful THE COMPOSITION OF LAVA.— The lava thrown woman, who lures fools to their destruction, is out by Mount Vesuvius during the present erupherself a slave to opium, and yet, strange to say, tion has been subjected to analysis by an Italian is one of the most respectable people in the nar- chemist, and found to contain the following ingrerative. This lady's affianced lover accuses her dients : Silica, 39 parts; lime, 18; alumina, 14; of endeavouring to poison him, whereupon Ma- magnesia, 3; protoxide of iron, 13; potash, 1; dame Durski, “luckless, hopeless, heartbroken,” soda, 10; water, 2. The specimen, therefore, takes an overdose of her favourite“ compound," closely resembled the common glass seen in wine and disappears from the scene, This is but one bottles. Lava, though varying considerably in sensational incident among many. We have a colour and solidity or friability, and occasionally sailor accusing his honest father-in-law of mur- containing little groups of crystalline minerals
, der, a husband accusing his wife of adultery, would seem to be a sort of rough natural glass or the disappearance of a baby heiress who lives in earthenware mainly produced from sand, chalk, a castle and who is protected by a great iron clay, and similar common earthy substances. door, the achievements of a London detective, and the ignominious failures of a husband hunter. Marvellous, too, are the adventures of the heroine, who sings in low public houses at Wapping,
A PRESS Association is being formed, to supis said to be the child of a wretch whom she knows to be a murderer, is picked out of the ply the provincial newspapers with news under gutter by a baronet worth £10,000 a year, is ments. It is thought the change will revolu
the forthcoming Government telegraph arrangetransferred to “a thoroughly aristocratic semi; tionize the present mode of collecting and sup. nary, presided over by two maiden sisters ”
plying news to the provincial dailies. Under Run to Earth. A Novel. By the author of Lady the new system a leader-writer will be able to Audley's Secret. 3 vols. London : Ward, Locke, telegraph a late article for about 5s. and Tyler. 1868.
Then she gave it to be understood that the
old established families could not be too AN ILLUMINATING FLASH.
strict in receiving foreign intruders. AFTER the crisis of a storm has passed, a In a somewhat forced humor, Bella joked company of persons become very lively, and about the long nails of Frau Ceres; but her have an additional feeling of home. They lips trembled when Clodwig said very sharphad withdrawn into the inner music saloon, ly, “ Among the Indians long nails take the whose vaulted ceiling, brilliantly lighted up, place of family descent, and the one perhad even a festive appearance. Half way haps is as good as the other." up the walls of the room four balconies pro All were amazed when Clodwig spoke so jected, and in the centre was the grand pi- disparagingly of the nobility. He seemed ano. On one side was a circular seat, upon displeased at the detracting remarks upon an elevated platform, where Bella was sit- the Sonnencamp family; he was above all ting with the happy justice's wife on the meanness, and everything small and invidiright, and the forester's wife on the left. ous was as offensive to him as a disagrec
The young girls were promenading arm able odor. Turning to Eric, he said, in arm through the saloon, and Pranken, "Herr Sonnencamp, the present subject of full of his jokes, accompanied them; he the conversation, is the owner of many milcarried in his hand a rose out of Lina's lions. To acquire such immense wealth is wreath ; when Clodwig and Eric joined the an evidence of strength; or, I should rather circle, with the mayor, the young people say, to acquire great wealth shows great came up to them.
vigor; to keep it requires great wisdom; Bella asked the major whether the work and to use it well is a virtue and an art.” upon the castle, which Herr Sonnencamp He paused, and as no one spoke, he conhad begun to rebuild, was still continued. tinued, “Riches have a certain title to The mayor nodded; he always nodded sev- respect; riches, especially one's own acquieral times before he spoke, as if carefully sition, are an evidence of activity and serarranging beforehand what he should say. vice. Far easier does it appear to me to
He asserted very confidently that they be a prince, than to be a man of such exwould find a spring in the castle court-yard. cessive wealth. Such an accumulation of Clodwig begged him to preserve carefully power is apt to make men arbitrary; a very every relic of the middle ages and the Ro- wealthy man lives in an atmosphere saturatman period, and promised soon to go him-ed, as it were, with the consciousness of self, and superintend the excavations. The supreme power, and ceases to be an indihead-forester jestingly observed, “Herr vidual personality, and the whole world asSonnencamp," —everybody called him Herr, sumes to him the aspect of a price-current but with a peculiar accent, as if they wished list. Have you ever met such a man ?" no further acquaintance with him, — “Herr Before Eric could reply, Pranken roughly Sonnencamp will probably now give his broke in, “ Captain Dournay wishes to bename to the restored castle."
come the tutor of the young Sonnencamp." When Herr Sonnencamp's name was All eyes were directed towards Eric; he mentioned, it seemed as if a dam had been was regarded as if he had been suddenly carried away, and the conversation rushed transformed, and clad in a beggar's garin headlong from all quarters.
ment. The men nodded to each other and “ IIerr Sonnencamp has a deal of under- shrugged their shoulders; a man engaging standing,” said the school-director, “but in a private employment, and such an emMolière maliciously observes, that the rich ployment too, had lost all title to considerman's understanding is in his pocket." ation. The ladies looked at him compas
The apothecary added, “ Herr Sonnen- sionately. Eric saw nothing of all this. camp loves to represent himself as an incor- He did not know what Pranken meant by rigible sinner, in the hope that nobody will this surprising revelation ; he felt that he believe him ; but people do believe him.” must make some reply, but knew not what
Eric caught the names Herr Sonnen- to say. camp, Frau Ceres, Manna, Roland, Frau A painful pause followed Pranken's comPerini; it was like the chirping of birds in munication. Clodwig had placed his hands the woods, all sounds mingled together, and upon his lips, that had become very pale, no one melody distinctly heard. The wife At last he said, “Such an appointment will of the justice, with a significant glance to contribute to your honor, and to the honor wards Pranken, said, “ Men like the major and good fortune of Herr Sonnencamp." and Herr von Pranken can take up at once Eric felt a broad hand laid upon his such mysterious, interloping people from shoulder, and on looking round he gazed abroad, but ladies must be more reserved.” | into the smiling countenance of the major, Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1868, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Mass.
who, pointing several times with his left tained by the storm while visiting a patient hand to his heart, said at last, “The count in a neighboring village. He drove off with has expressed what I wished to say, but it the rest, having scarcely had time to say is better for him to have said it, and he has good-evening to the Count Clodwig and done it much better than I could. Carry Bella. out your purpose, comrade.”
Bella drew a long breath when the rePranken now came up, and said, in a very ception was all over. There was much affable tone, that it was he who had advised conversation in the different carriages, but and recominended Eric. Lina had opened in one there was weeping, for Lina rea window, and called out in a clear voice, ceived a sharp scolding for her behavior, “ The storm is over."
in acting as if she were nothing but a stuA fresh, fragrant air streaming into the pid, simple country girl. Instead of being saloon gave relief to their constraint, and sprightly and making the most of herself, every one breathed freely again. A gentle she behaved as if she had come, only an rain still pattered down, but the nightingales hour before, from keeping geese. Lina were again singing in the woods. They had for a long time been accustomed now urged the forester's wife to sing. She to these violent reproofs, but she seemed todeclined, but could not withstand the re- day to take them more feelingly to heart. quest of Bella, who very seldom played, She had been so happy, that now the sethat she would sing to her accompaniment. vere lecture came doubly hard. She si
The forester's wife sang some songs with lently wept. so fresh and youthful a voice, so clear and The justice, who was no justice of the simple, that the hearts of all the hearers peace in his own family, took no part in were touched. Lina also was urged to sing. this feminine outbreak. Not until he was She insisted that she could not to-day, but, ready to take a fresh cigar did he say, on receiving a reproving glance from her " This loquacious Dournay seems to me a mother, she seated herself at the piano, dangerous man.” sang some notes, and then gave up. With "I think him very agreeable." out embarrassment, as if nothing had hap “Woman's logic! as if the amiability, pened, she said, "I have now proved to instead of excluding, did not rather include you that I can't sing to-day.""
the dangerous element. Don't you see The wife of the justice bit her lips, and through this very transparent intrigue ? " breathed hard with quivering nostrils, at
"No." the foolish girl acting as if nothing was the Then put together these facts: we matter. The forester's wife sang another come across him at the convent, where the song; and now Lina, placing herself at her daughter of this exceedingly wealthy Herr side, said that she would sing a duet, but Sonnencamp is living, and he acts as if he she could not sing alone. And she did sing, knew no one, and had no special end in in a fresh soprano voice, somewhat timidly, view. Now he wants to be the tutor of but with clear and pure tone.
young Sonnencamp. Ha! what a flash!” With unconscious simplicity, as if he A bright flash of lightning illumined not were an old acquaintance, she now asked only the landscape, but the relation in Eric to sing. The whole company united which several people stood to each other. in the request, but Eric positively declined, Especially the Eden villa was as clearly and looked up surprised when Pranken defined in every part as if it were only a joined in with the remark, “ The captain is few paces off. right in not exhibiting at once all his va “Just see," continued the justice, “how ried talents.” It was said in the gentlest this great pile of buildings and the park are tone, but the sarcastic point was unmistak- lighted up, and no one knows what is brewable.
ing up here. Amazing world ! Baron Prank“I thank you for standing by me like a en introduces this Dournay to his sistergood comrade," said Eric, looking round. in-law and his father-in-law as a friend, and
The sky was clear, only it still lightened yet these two men are sworn enemies." over the Taurus mountains. The com The wife of the justice was vexed with pany took their leave, with many thanks her husband. He was so animated, and for the delightful day they had spent, and made such keen observations alone with the charming evening. Even the perpetu- her and at home, while in society he had ally silent “Mrs. Lay-figure now spoke, hardly a word to say, and let others bear appearing in her fashionable new hood, away all the honors. which she had put on very becomingly. "Who is the father-in-law you speak Just as they were departing, the physician of?” she asked, for the sake of saving made his appearance. He had been de- something.
Why, Herr Sonnencamp, of course; displeasing at court. This last reason, he at least, he is to be. That inexhaustible thought, would carry all before it. Pranwealth of his is guano for the Baron Prank- ken had worked himself into the belief that en; he needs it, and why should he trouble to have a secure position in the court-circle himself about where it comes from ? " was the highest that Herr Sonnencamp
Lina threw her veil over her face, and could aim at. shut her eyes. The justice now explained Bella rejected this plan; she took pleasthe special reasons why neither he nor his ure in inciting her brother to gain the vicwife should become mixed up in these af- tory over such an opponent; that would infairs.
spire him with fresh animation. Moreover, “ This captain doctor is a dangerous that it might be well to offset the Lady man, dangerous in many respects. 2 This Perini, whose ecclesiastical tendencies no was his last remark, and they were silent one had thoroughly fathomed, by a man until they reached home.
who was a representative of the world, and
under obligations of gratitude to them. CHAPTER VIII.
And further it was not to be doubted that CONFESSION OF TWO KINDS.
a perpetual, secret war would exist between
Donna Perini and this over-confident DourOTTO VON PRANKEN walked with his sis- nay, so that whatever might happen, they ter Bella up and down the garden. Otto in- would have the regulation and disposal of formed her that he had recommended Eric matters in their own hands. to Herr Sonnencamp, but that he was al Bella forgot all her vexation, for a whole ready very sorry for it.
web of intrigue unfolded itself clearly to her Bella, who was always out of humor sight, agreeable in the prosecution, and after she had made herself a victim to the tending to one result. She was the conficollation, turned now her ill humor against dante of Fraulein Perini, but she herself her brother, who had introduced to her as did not wholly trust her, and Otto must rea fitting guest one who was, or wished to be, main intimate with Eric; and in this way, a menial, and above all, a menial of that they would hold the Sonnencamp family in Herr Sonnencamp. With mischievous sat- their hands, for Eric would undoubtedly acisfaction she added thereto, that Otto must quire great influence. take delight in boldly leaping over difficul Otto strenuously resisted the carrying out ties, since he had recommended into the of the part assigned to him, but he was not family such an attractive person as this let off. A cat sitting quiet and breathless doctor — she made use of that title as be-before a mouse-hole will not be enticed ing inferior to that of captain. The natural away, for she knows that the mouse will consequence would be that the daughter of come out; it is nibbling already; and then the house would fall in love with her broth- there is a successful spring. Bella had er's tutor.
one means of inducing her brother to do as “This Herr Dournay,” she ended by she wished; she need' only repeat to him saying, “is a very attractive person, not how irresistible he was, and how necessamerely because he is extraordinarily hand- ry it was for him to gain that self-confidence some, but yet more because he possesses a which had hitherto stood him in such good romantic open-heartedness and honesty. part. Otto was not fully convinced, but he Whether it is genuine or assumed, at any was persuaded that he soon would be. rate, it tells, and particularly with a girl of And, moreover, this Dournay was a poor seventeen just out of a convent."
man whom one must help; he had taken toOtto answered good naturedly, that he day the sudden revelation of his position had given his sister credit for a less common- in life with a good grace, and behaved very place imagination; moreover that Eric was well. an acknowledged woman-hater, who would Whilst brother and sister promenaded in never love a real woman of flesh and blood. the garden, Eric sat in the study of Count Yet Pranken declared his intention of call Clodwig, that was lighted by a branching ing the next morning at the villa, and tell- lamp. They sat opposite, in arm-chairs, at ing Herr Sonnencamp in confidence how the long writing-table. “I regret,” Clodvery reluctant he was to give the recommen- wig began," that the physician came so dation ; that he should beseech him to dis- late; he has a rough rind, but a sound heart. miss the applicant politely, for he might with I think that you and he will be good propriety and justice say that Eric would friends." inoculate the boy with radical ideas; yes, Eric said nothing, and Clodwig continthat it might further be said to Herr Son- ued: “I cannot understand why my brothnencamp, that to receive Eric would be er-in-law, in his peculiar manner, informed