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away out of the smoke and fog, out of the dark- as it rustles through the leaves of tall trees, or
ness and despair of the life around me. I go softly whispers through bushes laden with sweet-
upon the wings of the Sunbeam* with my Lady scented flowers, creeping quietly along the ground
Brassey, thankful that one can take such a flight and just fluttering the wings of the fireflies; " dine
and come back to work all the better
for it, all the more able to give a help-
ing hand. Never was book more wel-
come, never were words more true
than those Lady Brassey quotes, and
I am sure she is glad to know they
are true, and for being able to make
them so:-
" And the careworn toiler in dusty ways,

The things that I see shall see,
And shall give to the giver his song of praise,

As he shares his joy with me.' She will also, I think, be glad to hear that it is not for the same philosophic reason which her “baby” gave in regard to the heat that I feel the relief from the fog and misery I have been amongst. Said her “baby” one Sunday—and a piece of delightful Sunday talk it was - to somebody who was grumbling considerably on account of the heat -. “It is only because you have nothing to do. You would be at " Gioventut muuse, and leti Prince Henry much better if you had. I feel just the same of Prussia, the elder son of the Crown Prince of because I have no lessons to learn to-day.” Germany and our own Princess Royal, and in a It is not because I have too little to do “heavenly night, in the moonlight, row off to the that I welcome Lady Brassey's book — nay, yacht. It almost seemed as if the stars, tired rather, it is because I have too much to do, and with flirting with the fairies on shore, had must get a little distraction to make me the better able to do it. As I cannot climb a hill and lift my head above the fog into the blue air and breathe a balmy atmosphere in reality, I do it metaphorically, and go with Lady Brassey on her voyage. Perhaps, also, because, though tied down to city life, I was meant for some other kind of life altogether; because I have had certain small flights “ on wings” ere this; because I have always felt, and felt acutely, the truth of the words that

Men were made to roam.
My meaning is-it bath been always thus :
They are athirst for mountains and sea foam.
Heirs of this world, wbat wonder if perchance
They long to see their grand inheritance.

And so this night I leave England with her, and I rejoice in the storm she did not rejoice in on board the Norham Castle. I join the Sunbeam

开 Ă at Madeira, and, after enjoying the sights of that lovely island, and looking on like " Sir Roger," in this picture of his mistress, as she is thus pleasantly carried along, leave for Trinidad, land at Port of Spain, wander about “ on shore in the cool of the evening, to enjoy the land-breeze * “In the Trades, the Tropics, and the Roaring

deserted the grassy slopes and fragrant groves to Forties." By Lady Brassey, (London: Longmans,

frolic with the mermaids, so bright was the surface Green & Co.)

of the sea, with the floating lights of the meduse and noctilucæ.”. I wander through fragrant forests sky, such as I am sure (could we conceive sach a thing and fields of waving sugar-cane, and tropical


as stellar consciousness) the morning star might love to

fade in or the evening star to rise from, and which melted gardens, and see all the wonderful birds and trees,

into the most tender blues and greens. Across this Howers and orchids, that there are to be seen. I swept upwards a streak of deep red, like a giant comet visit the far-famed Pitch Lake of Trinidad, and dyei in To the southward wi3 a tremendous form one of the pleasant party which thus crosses miss of heavy clouds, with a carious projection like a the “ Plank Bridge,” and literally touch pitch

black island and a prominent hea lland. This imaginary

islınd seem to open at intervals, and to admit a flooi without being defiled, making balls of pitch with of light, which illumined the headland and the surroundLady Brassey and her children, for on account of ing sky with bright Alushs

ing sky with brigat Alish:s of yellow sheet lightning and the pitch being so mixed with oil and water we sulphuroas blue forked lightning. To the eastward a keep our fingers quite clean, wondering the while grey cload discharged a pussing shower, while over our

hens the young mɔn shone serene and clear in a cloud. how such beautiful and snowy-white candles can

less blue sky, as if such things as rain and thunder clouds be produced, as we see they are, from such a very had no existence. Tre whole scene filled one with wonder black and uninviting-looking compound. I assist and awa at the mysterious loveliness of the atmospheric at sugar-making, watch processions of ants, and

effects of nature." think of some human beings whom I know, who Wo so much in Jam ici to delight us, and we are like the “crazy ant," who always seems to laugh at the suying of certain military man in be in a violent hurry, and yet to be unable to regard to the country that “the first year you are make up his mind which way he wants to go, quartered in Janica you admire the scenery; moving forwards, backwards, and sidewards, in the the second year you colleci the ferns; the third most purposeless and insane manner. I find the year you go mal.” We find the blue peaks of * Johnny Crows” an inexhaustible fund of the bluest mountains in the world "enchanting," amusement. I get to know all about cocoa and dɔ not "skip” a pige, as Lidy Brassey thinks manufacture and coffee-growing, and get duly w my do, while she breaks into rhapsodies of rebuked for ever having been deluded enough to a Imiration of the flora of the tropics. We do not think that the beverage called coffee is made from see any necessity for the apology which she thus a roasted and ground berry, instead of from a prettily tenders :-" There is a French proverb, seed; but am comforted by the thought that I am you will remember (we don't remember it, but it rebuked in the company of Lord Bacon, and Todd, does not the least matter), that tells you that who edited Johnson's dictionary. I look at the when you are with wolves you must needs howl; curious leaf of the “geographical tree," or and a lover of nature must needs be rapturous picture tree,” in which it is said to be always (without absolutely howling) when he gazus on possible to trace in imagination a map or a picture the vegetation of the West Indies." upon its surface. I listen to the serenade of Fron Jamaica we go to the Bahamas, putting, coolies, I drink the most delicious of " cocktail3," as we go, some messages into hermetically-sealed

soda-water bottles, and give them to the Gulf Stream to carry wherever it will, and visiting the Stirrup Cay Light. At Nassau, we have a great time among the corals, sponges, gorgonias, echini (sea eggs), sea weeds, sea flowers, coloured fish, and armies of crabs. We make the acquaintance of the singing-tree, whichthe pretty fuffy flowers being now over, and the pods being ripe-made, when stirred by the wind, a delicious soft cooing sort of noise, easily audible when all else was still. “I think,” says Lady Brassey, “the masculine cynic who tried his best to be ill-natured, and called the “singing-tree' woman's tongue because it was always chattering, paid us ladies

rather a pretty but unintentional comand, finally, once more find myself on board the pliment. I only wish all tongues were half so yacht, and thus spend a Sunday with my Lady in sweet and soft, and made so little mischief.” delicious idleness. But before we come to Going from Bahamas to Bermudas, we speculate Jamaica, we see with Lady Brassey the most as to where tbe sargasso weed comes from, and remarkable sunset ever even she beheld. This is bottle and preserve five dozen of it; we get most how she describes it :

unfortunately some of our pets roasted to death ; “In the west the sun was sinking behind a glorious

we encounter a revolving storm, and the Sunpile of golden and rosy clouds resting on a bed of daffodil beam behaved so well as to earn for herself the


name of "The Beauty," and in a succession of IIenry Lefroy tells us that he saw a man ploughbad days to get the highest encomiums passed on ing, with a team consisting of his wife, a donkey, her by her mistress. At Bermuda' we had some and a pig! We pass on to Fairyland, but have capital bathing, there being no dread of sharks; taken a rough day for that enchanted and and we entertained to dinner no less a personage enchanting region ; we have some gun and than Prince George of Wales, and “spent a very torpedo practice from the men-of-war there; and cheery evening, enlivened by plenty of music.” then Here, too, we see the most extraordinary number

“ Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship" of fish-cow fish, calf fish, bog fish, porcupine

to the Azores, and in these fish, pilot fish, “snappers," and sergeantmajors ;” but beautiful above all, the angel fish,

"Happy isles, “the most ethereal-looking objects I ever saw in

Like those Hesperian gardens, famed of old ; this prosaic world of ours. In shape and colour

Fortunate fields, and groves, and flowery vales," especially they more than realised childhood's

my flight on wings, the white wings of Lady idea of what an angel's wings should be like Brassey's Sunbeam, comes to an end. celestial blue, purple, and gold, in every possible The book is almost finished, and my time, shade of delicate tint, on a sort of substratum of though not my patience, is exhausted. A few pale, shimmering brown. Their movements, too, minutes of delicious reverie, of an ardent longing might almost be said to be angelic, as they swam for a voyage on the Sunbeam, and then once more gracefully through the water, just as one might to work. When shall we men and women cease to imagine an angel would float through endless dream and to long? Our pleasant, far-travelled, space. To complete the resemblance, they had

beautiful sight-seeing authoress has not ceased to the most exquisite eyes, and a calm, serene do so, for she writes as she looks dreamily over the expression of face.” We visit the celebrated side of her yacht: "I thought, as each little stick Walsingham Caves; we sit under Moore's tree, or weed went floating by, of the marvellous scenes where he wrote the lines which our hearts echo and adventures through which it must have passed, “ Oh had we some bright little isle of our own,

and how I would give the world to behold what In a blue summer-ocean, far off and alone;

it had no eyes to see!”

And I, my Lady, on this day of fog, in this Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, great city of much misery, would give the world Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give."

to behold what your eyes have seen, and for your We go to St. David's, one of the most curious beautiful descriptions of which, I am your most and primitive islands of the Bermudas, where Sir grateful and envious


Men of note.


SIR ALEXANDER GRANT. THE sudden and unlooked-for death of Sir Alex.

He was a Scot of the Scots; and yet till he Grant was a sad event in many ways, and will came to Edinburgh as Principal of the University make the past year a memorable one in the he had known little of Scotland. He went to St. history of the Edinburgh University. Sir Andrews, indeed, years before, and found his wife Alexander had not only completed his elaborate there, as well as found friendships which lasted all “Story of the University,” but brought its Ter his life. But he was born in New York, and centenary Festival to a magnificent close, when, educated in England. Even after his marriage he with the interval of a few summer months, spent nine years in India, and only for the first he was summoned away. IIe might have time obtained a footing in his ancestral country fairly hoped to reap, in quiet and learned leisure when he settled in Edinburgh, sixteen years ago, for some years still, the fruit of his labours; but at the age of 42. It is all the more remarkable his life has been unexpectedly broken just when it that he filled his position as Principal there with so seemed at its fullest.

much distinction and usefulness. But he was Sir Alexander Grant was specially known at eminently a man fitted to grace such a position. Edinburgh and Oxford. His repute was academic It was not only that he had been a distinguished rather than popular. But he deserves a niche in student and tutor at Oxford, and had previously our columns, as in the general esteem of his country- filled the

filled the position of Principal of Eīphinstone

College at Bombay, and been Vice-Chancellor of No name certainly deserves to be so well rememthe University and Director of Public Instruction bered in connection with the latest and most there ; but he was by nature, as well as training, memorable event in its history. It is sad to think highly qualified to be the head of the Metropolitan of his having passed so suddenly away before its University. Ile had a great talent of administra- glory was well spent. But his great services will not tion, and delighted especially to organise and direct pass away. Many friends, not only in Edinburgh, matters connected with education. He possessed will long miss his friendship and mourn his death. a wide knowledge of educational methods of the We cannot close our brief notice better than requirements not merely of higher or University with the following extract from the last effort of instruction, but of primary and secondary as well. his pen—the striking address which he delivered to He had great facility with his pen, and could draught the students at the opening of the present session :'schemes with an ease, intelligence, and distinct In the addresses which we have received from foreign ness of outline seldom rivalled. Ile was, more

Universities, we find in some cases that appeals are made over, a man of cultivated urbanity of manner, and

to us to aid in withstanding the naterialistic and

pessimist philosophies which are to so great an exof eminently peaceful and conciliatory tendencies, tent oppressing the continent of Europe. These are while by no means

appeals to the philo. lacking in reforming

sophy and to the attitude zeal. No post, there

of the University of Edin

burgh in the future. fore, could have fitted

Who can tell what the him better than that

course of human thought which he filled in

in another fifty years may

be? But I see no indicaEdinburgh, although

tion in the present, and it may be regretted

no reason to expect in the that details of admin

future, that the Univer. istration occupied him

sity of Edinburgh, on its so much, to the ex

philosophic side, however

much it may admire the clusion of more intel

fruitful methods of Dar. lectual workfor which

winism in its earlier he was also eminently

phase, will accept the fitted. His edition of

mechanical cosmism of

Darwinism in its extreme Aristotle's Ethics,

developments, or its before he went to

clumsy and infelicitous India, showed amply

attempts to evolve reason what he was capable

out of matter ; nor,

again, that our successors of doing as a student

will consent, in obedience and author. His

to the unwholesome dic. Story of the Uni

tates of a few jaundiced versityof Edinburgh,”

spirits, to renounce all in two volumes, in

hope of human happiness

in this life or another. the year of his death,

These philosophies assume proved his powers of

an attitude as if the last intellectual labour un

word on the greatest diminished; but his

questions had been

spoken. But what a pen no longer seemed

want of imagination to more so gracefully,

is this! Probably the or with such bright

last word can never be ness and compactness as before.

spoken, in a world where

we know in part, and see as in a glass darkly. But in the One is apt to think that higher work of this meantime, metaphysics, so far from being discarded as a kind would have been more fitted for him, and

scholastic dream, seem to have a new future opened to proved a inore lasting memorial of his genius.

them ; they are now looked up to and called upon, and I But it is difficult to say. He could hardly have

read in a German book “ that the great necessity of the done all that he did for the Edinburgh

present day is an organic fusion of idealism with the

results of modern physical science.”. Should this be University if his mind had been intellectually carried out, metaphysics will justify their name, as the preoccupied apart from it. And Edinburgh and science that comes after physical science : thus will they its University, at least, have no cause to regret culminating point and crown of the other sciences. And

take the place assigned to them by Aristotle as the that he gave them so much of his mind and work.

so it may come to pass that here or elsewhere it may be He filled a place in the society of the metropolis given to metaphysics to justify, or even to demonstrate and in the progressive life of its great College Faith, and to give assurance that the glorious increase of

to the reason, those beliefs which we now hold to by which no one could so well have filled, and which

physical knowledge is not destined to be a mere increase no one can well replace. He will be remembered

of sorrow; that the hope of the Christian not an idle in after years as identified with a special era of the dream ; that mankind is not left fatherless, with no University's prosperity and widespread celebrity. answering heart in the void abyss.

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