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munity a faith in spiritual laws and words which were written of the one realities, in the persistence and final Englishman whom of all he most retriumph of truth and good. That, in vered, and to whom some of his adour feverish nineteenth century, among mirers have detected in him so great all the tumult and turmoil of warring a resemblance: parties and creeds and opinions, a man “ Thy soul was like a star and dwelt apart. should have appeared who, with a quiet Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like heart, could let the world go by, could
the sea, take his stand indomitably on his own
Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free,
Thus didst thou travel on life's common instincts and wait until the huge world
way came round to him, is both a marvel In cheerful Godliness, and yet thy heart and an inspiration to those who have The lowliest duties on itself did lay.” entered into his great legacy of Such a soul triumphs over the mathought. As I picked some of the wild terial. It fashions to itself its environgrass that grows on his quiet grave I ment and renders the commonplace sathought with grateful reverence of the cred. The home of such a spirit beenrichment that his life had been to comes a temple, and of all spots which me and to multitudes, how-a man of Englishmen and Americans alike hold world-wide celebrity-he left undone dear and consecrated there are few that no act of kindly forethought and sym- surpass in interest the little town in pathy, no lowliest charity of common which lies the fair and peaceful home life. To him may truly be applied the of Emerson.—Temple Bar.
BY CHARLES HILL DICK.
WHEN a man has travelled many his enjoyment when he started in the miles through an unpopulous country, fresh, early morning; and he struggles not in the comfort of a railway car on in a listless stupor that is good for riage, but by some more independent neither body nor mind. method of progress (it may be on foot When he has arrived at some cottage or on cycle), a time comes when he be- ly the wayside where he beholds in the gins to long for some temporary shelter window a ticket announcing “Lemonwhere he may take a brief rest and sat. ade," a grateful satisfaction wells up isfy his thirst and hunger. He who is in his heart; he drops from his bicycle of a stoical and valorous spirit will with tremulous limbs, leans it against sometimes postpone the alleviation of the fence that encloses a plot of flowhis physical wants merely through a de- ers, and knocks at the door for admissire to experience the extreme of ex- sion. It is probably opened by a mothhaustion; but even he will in time yielderly dame, who subjects him to a brief to the crying-out of the flesh, if he have scrutiny while he states his wants. If any regard for the continuance of his he be not a churlish fellow, he will not days. But the means are not always resent this, for those who dwell in outready to hand, and he will sometimes of-the-way places must look well to strive for miles with his fatigue ere he whom they admit within their doors. reach the desire of his heart. Mean And, indeed, he is in no mood to be while, his senses have become dulled; over-particular about the manner of his he has ceased to observe the delightsome reception so long as he finds himself on aspects of the way, the sunlight sifting the way to food and drink. through the green trees, the blue sky The cottage consists of a room on shimmering above, the pleasant fields, either side of the door, that on the right the distant hills, all that had made for being the owner's dwelling-room. The
ashed the rom ook '80s it
wayfarer is led into the room on the on his arrival his senses were too jaded left, which bears some resemblance to to care for such circumstances. The a shop, inasmuch as it contains a short vendor of the means of life to wayfarcounter upon which stand a pair of ing mortals does not select his place scales and some boxes of chocolate. cf trade with a view to their convenCases of aerated waters, dear to the ience. In fact, this occupation is usualtraveller's heart, are piled in the cor- ly a subsidiary means of support, atner against the wall; the shelves, which tended to by his wife while he is enrun a few inches below the ceiling, are gaged upon out-of-doors labor. Selloaded with anything from square bis- dom does his cottage stand where four cuit-boxes to packets of black-lead; the ways meet. More frequently is it to meagre window-ledge is occupied by be found in a shadowed nook somewhat collections of highly colored, indigesti- withdrawn from the road, where the ble sweetmeats, rolls of thick black to- low whitewashed wall gains distincbacco, some clay pipes, and a few penny iion from the sombre color of the whistles. The atmosphere of the place thatched roof and the green overhangis rendered somewhat stuffy by the ing trees, amid which the blue smoke presence of certain oils and bacon, but flies upward to the open air. Close to the the traveller finds his appetite in no wall is an array of blue cornflowers, wise abated on that account. While rich-hued fox-gloves, sweet William, the woman produces some rolls from a and bachelors' buttons, while in the low case of drawers, he seats himself plot between the cottage and the fence unceremoniously upon the counter and is a fine profusion of marigolds, sweet dangles his limbs in an ecstasy of ease; peas, blush-roses, and all the homely for to gain a sitting posture after hours old-fashioned flowers of the cottar's of muscular tension is as refreshing garden. as cold water to a parched tongue. The sentimentalist who travels by When the wayfarer's strength is ex- such pleasant places is sometimes put hausted, his brain becomes dull, so that to a sore temptation to forswear the it is but with a halting tongue that he artificiality of town life and the affecresponds to the remarks of his inter- tations of the schools, and to betake locutor. But in another minute he has himself to some such quiet abode where become the possessor of a glass of lem- he might live with love and spend his onade and some diminutive loaves left, days in composure and a sweet conperhaps, two days before by the baker's tent, studying the neighboring landvan from the distant county town, and, scape in all its minuteness and viewing though he be the least greedy of mor- the pageant of the year in one place. tals, he will cause the honest woman to For to one who is constant to a single open her eyes with wonder at his re- patch of country for his pleasure there peated demands, continuing until her is given a fuller, finer perception of the slender stock of rolls is exhausted and changes it suffers, not only its obvious biscuits are the next resort. To such a renascence and decay, but likewise pass can the primitive requirements of those elusive anticipations and afterhis nature reduce a man.
suggestions which are not revealed to Sometimes the student of manners the casual passer-by. But the world is may have profitable converse over such so much with us that back we go in a wayside counter if he continue to spite of it all, closing our ears to Pan's rest a few moments after he has stayed pipings, and engaging once more in the his hunger; but in the greater number dust and hurry of Babylon. Hence it of cases he finds a stolid, irresponsive comes that the wayside cottage is no demeanor or else a chatterer concerned more than the occasion for a pleasing solely with amiable trifles. If this be fancy as we hasten toward our goal. his fate, he will hurry hence when he All morning I had been wayfaring has paid his reckoning. Not till then, over moors with never a dwelling in indeed, does he take note of the sur sight. From an open sky the sun shone roundings of his brief resting-place, for upon the brown bent and the budding
heather, and the loudest sound was the the door without paying the twopence grasshopper's whir in the grass at the due. The younger woman, coming roadside. Hot air hovered over the forth in pursuit, found me calmly emmoor, the light was dazzling, and there ployed in making a new disposition of was nothing to meet the eye on this my luggage. Her manner was disside of the blue hills. To travel long tinctly aggressive as she informed me under such conditions is less than pleas of my unintentional offence, and it was urable, and I had begun to hope ear in silence that she received the coins nestly for some means of slaking my and the apology. Yet it remained true thirst when, rising with a slight undu- that I had not hurried hot-foot from lation in the road, I perceived afar off the neighborhood, so that, perhaps, I a low, slated roof seeming to lie upon was not so badly thought of. the moor itself, and, as the road sloped When I had completed the arrangeupward and downward by little ment of my luggage, I hastened to be stages, the slates, shining in the sun, clear of so churlish surroundings. The rose and fell from view. Presently, as folk were not, indeed, inharmonious I came nearer, I beheld a lonely cottage with their neighborhood, but I shall be sunk in a hollow, whither one could loth to seek refreshment in the same descend from the road by steps. A quarters the next time I pass that way. sparkling array of bottles arranged on Besides, it was the scene of my slip the window-sash caught my notice, and from virtue, and a man is naturally in another minute I was knocking at shy of the localities of his crimes. the door. It was such a place as Mr. But it is not always in the last stages Hardy might tell weird tales of; and, of exhaustion that one alights at such indeed, there is something strange wayside stopping-places. They are about a human habitation placed amid most pleasantly associated with halts such desolate surroundings. Should cried on calm summer afternoons, or mortals be found there, one naturally cool evenings when one is engaged on expects that their destiny and relations whimsical journeys to remote valleys, will be correspondingly strange; and or, perhaps, in the still forenoon when so there is a field for romance ready to one goes leisurely, yet hotly, through hand. Nay, more, the everyday ele- open country in the heat of the day. ments of life are unexpected, and the Once I had kept company with a fair commonplace is likely to seem incon- stream for many miles. The road ran gruous.
among trees at the foot of steep, richly Here I was too far from highways to wooded banks, and overhead there had expect any semblance of a shop such as been the clear sky. Toward evening townsmen use. A young woman ush- I came to a small cottage at the end of ered me into the “living-room” of the a bridge. I entered, and was forthplace, which was really a kitchen with with engaged in talk with a kindly a bed in the wall. By the fireside sat woman, who, as she supplied my wants, an aged woman, the grandmother, I exhibited a profound interest in the art supposed, of the child she held on her of cycling. We eventually drifted into knee. Moorland women-folk are the more profitable conversation, and I obmost suspicious beings of my experi tained from her a long family history ence, and I felt during the three or for which I had been seeking vainly. four succeeding minutes that I was Her account of it was not unmixed with there only on sufferance. The gran- shrewd comments on character. When dam, from whom one might have ex- I took my leave, she came to the door pected more humanity, sat with never a to watch my departure on my bicycle, word on her tongue, while the younger as though I were a visitant from anwoman moved about with, I thoughtother planet of whom it were well to something of defiance in her air. And take note, or some stranger animal than I am sorry to say that I had given them that which the Mexicans thought they some slight ground for suspicion before beheld when Spanish cavalry came. I was quit of them, departing from upon their shores. Such humane ex
suppose Moorland beings of he three of
there succeed felt lings of Olk are her
periences befell in the days when cy- remained of my journey. When I cling was an art practised by few. crossed the threshold I thought no one
One July evening, travelling on the was present, but in another moment I high road between two cities, I came to observed an old man sitting in a chair a small dwelling on the side of the way with a pair of crutches leaning against that looked as though it had been a it, and somewhat doubtfully I proftoll-house in the days when tolls were fered my request. He directed me to imposed upon the land. It was white- a certain shelf where I might obtain washed and dirty, and a card hung what I wished, and when I gave him a within the small window bore the cus- silver coin from which a certain sum tomary advertisement. The exterior of change was due to me, he bade me was scarcely attractive; but, knowing open the till and extract the necessary the fallible nature of appearances, I amount. So, for the first time in my resolved to venture. The door was life, I opened a till to which I had no spread open by one who stood jacket- right. The old man explained that less, and on my asking if I might be when his daughter, who usually had permitted to have lemonade, he merely charge of the shop, had to go out, he turned on his heel and walked inward. was left to take what care of it he I supposed that my request was too might. He recited to me the most contemptible to require a verbal re- pitiful story of his own misfortunes sponse from one who, I fancy, drank that I have heard at first-hand from beer every day of his life. I ventured any man. Yet I may not set it down to follow him into a room where sat here, save the end of it, that disabled a woman with two dirty children as he was he lacked the few pounds of sprawling on a threadbare strip of car- capital that would have made him inpet. But what was least agreeable was dependent. It was the desire of his the heat of the room, which, I suppose, heart to perambulate the streets in a had not been aired for a twelvemonth. wheeled chair, and play his fiddle for The couple who dwelt here kept their the passers-by, and by this means he aerated goods on a shelf close to the expected to have been able to make a ceiling, so that when I came to drink livelihood for himself. But the nec. my lemonade I was nearly sickened by essary vehicle was wanting, and it was the warmth of it. To such fare must beyond his power to remedy the defect the gentleman tramp occasionally con- in his fortunes. So he was obliged to descend, though, indeed, his lines sit in idleness, obedient to the will of usually fall in pleasanter places. others. There was something affecting
Another wayside trafficker, the in the sight of a man who had been strangest of all, rises in memory. a giant of strength brought to such This time I was almost within the helplessness by the accident of a moshadow of a great town, but my throat ment. He seemed to me like some was already parched, and I was disin- broken gambler without a farthing to clined to prolong the agony until I make another bid for fortune.—Gentleshould have covered the few miles that man's Magazine.
REMINISCENCES OF THE GREAT SEPOY REVOLT.
BY S. DEWÉ WHITE.
THE remarkable outburst of fanaticism caused by a wild panic fear of being cunningly entrapped into Christianity by the compulsory use of the greased cartridges filled a hundred thousand Sepoys with the profoundest
hatred of their foreign rulers, and in consequence produced a widespread conspiracy for a simultaneous rise all over India on May 31, 1857, for an indiscriminate massacre of Europeans, which was providentially frustrated by the premature outbreaks at Meerut and a remarkable interposition of Divine Delhi that served to put us on our Providence, and on their being disguard. In May and June mutinies and armed, I had the satisfaction, with a appalling massacres were of constant party of soldiers, of safely conveying occurrence, culminating in the Cawn their arms into Agra Fort. My first pore catastrophe. I had a remarkably battle in the suppression of the Indian providential escape from being involved Mutiny was the sanguinaryone at in that awful massacre. It happened Shahgunj on Sunday, July 5, the day in this way. · On my arrival at Cawn after the mutiny of the Kotah Continpore a splendid opportunity seemed gent at Agra. If we had honored the then to invite me to better my pros- Lord's Day by postponing the attack pects as a married man, inasmuch as till Monday, I believe that the disaster scveral of the native regiments there about to be related would not have ocwere in want of interpreters; and as I curred. had passed in such high examinations The enemy consisted of the Y2d Regias for high proficiency in Hindee, the ment Native Infantry, the 7th Regiinterpreter's examination in Persian, ment Gwalior Contingent, the Kotah etc., and the thousand-rupee prize ex- Contingent, two troops of the 1st Light amination in two languages, I very nat- Cavalry, four troops of the Mehidpore urally thought that I therefore ought Horse, and one troop of horse artillery. certainly to get what I had such a good Their guns were placed half on one claim to if I only asked for it. I con- flank, and half upon the other, and sequently made personal applications were screened by rising ground and to the commanding officers of those trees. Their infantry were posted inregiments in want of interpreters. side the village as well as behind it, But, strange as it appeared, my efforts and their cavalry were massed in rear to procure a nice addition to my lieu- cf both flanks. The miniature little tenant's pay were unsuccessful, and army, led out to the attack by BrigaMajor-General Wheeler, commanding dier Polwhele, was composed of about at Cawnpore, little thinking of what he five hundred men of my regiment, with was saving me from, was the cause of Captain D'Oyley's troop of artillery, this remarkable failure, by saying, when and nearly sixty mounted militia, he heard of my application, “ No; this amounting altogether to about seven officer is required to take recruits to hundred men, who were in good spirits his regiment.” I was much vexed at and eager for the combat. the time at my ill success in not get- The mutineers outnumbered us by ting what seemed so needful to me. quite seven to one. Having had some But how thankful I felt to the Al- experience of war in the Sutlej cammighty a few months afterward, when paign, I was put in command of a com1 perceived how He had mercifully pany. We commenced operations by saved me, with my wife and child, from pounding away at the mud-walled vilbeing involved in the terrible Cawnpore Tage with our six and nine pounders, massacre! I had been unwittingly which only raised a harmless dustseeking my own destruction; but God indeed, the only gun that did the eneturned a great disappointment to a my any damage was our howitzer, that great deliverance! Truly God's ways sent shells inside their position. This are the best, and He is the wisest who bungling and waste of precious time with childlike simplicity recognizes this gave the enemy the victory. Polwhele's fact at all times and under all circum- attempt to silence the enemy's artilstances.
lery failed, and the mutineer gunners, Agreeable to the General's require- having got our range, exploded two of ments, I took recruits up to my regi- our ammunition-wagons, blowing up ment stationed at Agra. The two Se- our poor artillerymen, and dismounted poy regiments here, who had planned one of the guns. Captain D’Oyley, a scheme for a surprise massacre on mortally wounded by a grape-shot, exSunday, May 31, were circumvented by claimed, “I am done for. Put a stone
NEW SERIES.—Vol. LXVIII., No. 6.
he her is require I was not in not me.