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informs E. G. S. that glycerine or honey-soap a very nice inexpensive thing for the purpose. (Charles Coote, Jun.), 6d. ; Le Repos des Fées. is very good for the skin in cold weather, about Procure a round basket and sew preity moss Nocturne (F. St. Julien), gd. ; The Trouba6d. a cake, may be bought of chemists. E. W. all over the outside, then push all the roots dour's Song (Carl Lunie), Is. 3d. ; Dew Drops also informs Sarah Ann, that in using Judson's inside the basket, fill it with mould, and plant (James Bellak), 3d. ; Don Pasquale (T. Oesten), Dyes, the article absorbs the colour so that ferns or any pretty plant that grows easily. is. 6d. ; Greek Pirates Chorus (Rudolf Nordthey may be taken out with the hands, and Take three sticks and glue moss all over them, inan), IS. Songs : Marjorie's Almanack suspended upon a line ; the colour will not run, then tie them together at one end and hang the (Charlotte H. Sainton-Dolby). Is. 3d. ; Evennothing but clear water will drop from them. basket to them with coloured ribbon, gipsy ing (S. Austen Pearce, M.B.), 60.; Bright E. W.'s experience only extends to ribbons, fashion. This is rather troublesome to make, Star of Eve, Arise (W. T. Wrighton), Is. but she is charmed with her success so far, but is very pretty and generally sells well. A. B. would be very glad if in a future number very dirty, old ribbons (satin in particular) Amy writes-Can you, or any of your cor- some patterns of raised crochet for antimaturned out almost equal to new. E. W. has respondents, tell me who Jane Shore was, and cassars could be given ; she has seen one ironed them between two pieces of old long- what crime she committed ? She is mentioned worked to represent grapes and vine leaves ; if cloth when half dry. E. W. is charmed with frequently in Mrs. H. Wood's “In the Maze," I the direction for working it could be given, she the magazine, and looks forward to it every have only just commenced taking your maga- would be very glad, as she has long wished for it month with pleasure. The “Stories of the zine, and like it immensely. Before I conclude A. B. is much pleased with the magazine, and Operas" especially are very interesting ; she I must ask you to be kind enough to give me thinks it improves each year. She greatly hopes they will be long continued. E. W. your opinion of my writing. Jane Shore was enjoyed reading “Marjorie's Quest," and hopes hopes there may be some point-lace patterns the wife of a London goldsmith much her the new tale will prove equally interesting.soon, a pocket handkerchief pattern in point- elder. Her great beauty unfortunately attracted Address, A. B., 79, High Street, Braintree, lace (not Honiton) will be acceptable where the the attention of Edward IV., and she was Essex. Some more crochet patterns will soon braid does not require so much joining. The unable to resist the attractions of a life so much appear, with directions.] " Lady of the Lake" has been dramatised by gayer than her quiet London home with her M. W. has the Polonaise Lace Book quite Mr. Andrew Halliday, and was produced at elderly husband. She was much persecuted new, which she would exchange for any Drury Lane in 1872. Another version of the by Richard III. (See John Heneage Jesse's

illuminating instruction book (except De same poem, by Mr. Charles Webb, has been - Richard III. and his Contemporaries," a very Lara's). M. W. would also give a pretty repeatedly played in Glasgow.


curious book). She was of a very humane hand-cut lamp shade for a thread photograph was popular as a play some years ago. disposition. She lived to be ninety-two, and frame, or for Bemrose's book on paper rosette Rossini's “ Donna del Lago" is an operatic was seen in her old age by Sir Thomas More, work. version of the former poem.)

receiving a dole from the convent at Godstone. Amy has the "Young Ladies Journal" for FREDA writes: I have just received the Even then she was very handsome. The story 1874, fashion plates, supplements, and patterns January magazine, and find only one coloured of her dying in a ditch is not true. She was complete, not soiled or torn in the least, plate. This is the sixth number I have had found dead on her knees before the high altar which she would like to exchange for THE with only one plate during the last year. I was at Godstone. She assumed the name of Anne YOUNG ENGLISHWOMAN with patterns, etc., not aware of the omission until looking at Goodchilde. This fact is stated in an entry in for 1874, in perfect order.-Address, Miss. W, friend's number, and to my surprise, found two the diary of Sister Latimer of Godstone. The 29, Trafalgar Road, Egremont, Cheshire. coloured plates in every one. Mine have not story of her long and friendless after life goes JESSIE CLYDE would send a packet conbeen removed by the stationer, but simply far to make her nineteenth century critics deal taining 20 roots of Devonshire ferns, 6 omitted in binding. May I suggest that some gently with the sin of her youth, to which her varieties for 12 stamps; or, if preferred, half reference be made to each pattern (as well as splendid beauty so fatally led. We cannot the number for 6 stamps, post-free. --Address, fashion plate) for instance : 2. What are the answer questions about our correspondents' Miss Clyde, Northdown Lodge, Bideford, two dolls in this month's magazine intended writing. "If we were once to begin we should Devon. Jessie Clyde wrote to Heather Bell in for? I wish you every success with the new be deluged with similar queries.)

November, and had her letter returned, marked, year. Your magazine is always anxiously A NEW SUBSCRIBER writes-Having, as “No such place as Eddeston." looked for here. The cut-out patterns are you suggested, but unsuccessfully, applied to HEATHER BELL regrets very much that always accurate and a great convenience to the Librarian of the British Museum to inform S. K.'s application for fern roots should have your country subscribers. 3. Will you some- me of the name of pamphlet, map, or journal, found its way to the Dead Letter Office, being time before summer give a pattern for a gentle in which was published some few years since the only one (out of very many) that did so, man's white waistcoat. I think with the aid of the names of the Hundreds and Manors of the If S. K. would address Edderton, instead of a machine one might easily make one. This royal county of Berks, I shall still esteem it Eddeston she will still be supplied, has been a sad Christmas to many. “Man a favour, if in the Drawing-room of your META writes :-If any of your corresponproposes, but God disposes." (We shall look YOUNG ENGLISHWOMAN, yourself, or any of dents would like the numbers of THE YOUNG carefully after the binding in future. 2. The your contributors can give me the information ENGLISHWOMAN, half price, for the years 1873 descriptions are given on p. 46; Suggestions I am seeking. [The search necessary to an- and 1874, I shall be glad to supply them, but for Dressing Dolls. 3. You would find it almost swer your enquiry might occupy two or three do not care to dispose of odd numbers.! impossible to make a gentleman's white waist- days. You had better employ a reader at the have nearly all the diagram sheets for each coat to fit.]

Museum to find the name of the publication. month. I think the magazine would be more B. H. B. has the following music to ex- A reader advertised a short time ago in the generally useful, if the “Household Hints change for something useful or for thirty Athenæum.]

were continued, instead of the chapter on (25. 6d.) stamps. Mill May (Crosby); Rock M. H. Ó., Epping, has a number of songs “Education of Girls."-Address, Meta, Post Me to Sleep, Mother (Christy's) song ; The and pieces left which she will be pleased to Office, Kilburn, Oswaldkirk, York. Wearing of the Green (Guernsey)The Brook, send as before, for 3d. each, including postage,

S. RENDLE writes :- I have several back words by Tennyson (Dolores); waltz, L'Etoile amongst which are the following, all quite numbers of THE YOUNG ENGLISHWOMAN (four du Nord (Meyerbeer); The Captive Greek clean --Rest in the Lord, Gates Ajar, Better last of 1870, all of 1871, 1872, and 1873 with Girl (Miss Pardoe); Oh Would I Were a Bird Land, Spirit Song, How beautiful upon the the exception of October; these contain, " An (Christy's) song ; Cherry Ripe (C. E. Horn); Mountains, Greeting (Mendelsshon) ; Cujas

Old Fashioned Girl," "Little Women, “ "Good Fleurettes Lyriques " La Favourita" (F. X. Animam, Les Cloches, by Wely, Wedding Wives." I shall be glad to receive offers for Clervatal) ; Paul et Virginia, waltz (Jullien); March, Little Bunch of Roses, I will not heed them all

, or part, but should prefer the former. All Things Love Thee (C. E. Horn); Les her Warning, and many others also suitable -Address, S. Rendle, Treverbegn, Forest Dames de Seville, waltz (old) (C. Schubert); for children. Will send list.

Hill, S.E. Popping the Question (Caulfield); Come E. D. H. would like to exchange the fol- LIBERAL wishes to dispose of the following Home, Father (Christy's) song; Some One to lowing songs, which are all in good condition, songs : Forget Me Not, is. 6d. ; The NightinLove (Thomas); Laughing Jennie (F. Buck- for pieces of silk and velvet, both coloured, for gale's Trill, is; If I Had Some One to Love ley.) I have THE YOUNG ENGLISHWOMAN for patchwork, size 4 inches by 2 inches, or Me, 6d. ; Ever of Thee, Is. August, 1874, to sell for six stamps. Address, larger ; she would give one song for six pieces them, separately or together, they are quite Miss B. H. Beaumont, Post Office, Bury St. of silk. There's a path by the River (Loder);

Address enclosed. I must also add I Edmunds.

Bird of the Greenwood (W. V. Wallace); The have taken your journal for some time, and I JESSIE CLYDE thinks that she might be Sands o' Dee (Blockley); So the Story goes think it is an exceedingly useful journal, and able to suggest some pretty thing for a bazaar, (Molloy); The Heart's best Dream (H. like it very much. (Liberal must send her which she hopes may be of use to Clarie. She Stuart); Won't You Tell Me Why, Robin?(Clari- address again. It was either not enclosed, or might make a wine basket crystallized with bel); Speed, speed, my Swift Vessel (J. Bene- has been mislaid.] alum. It is made in this way :- Make the dict); Tired (Miss Lindsay); Forgive and RUSSELL has the two following pretty basket in any shape, according to fancy, with Forget (F. Buckley); The Summer Bloom songs and pieces to dispose of-viz., Won't strong iron wire, then wind coloured wool very hath passed away (C. G. Hay); The Last You Tell Me Why, Robin? (Claribel), March closely over the wire, and dip it in a very thick Fond Look (J. L. Hatton).-Address, E. D. in Norma (Bellini), both in good condition. syrup made of alum dissolved in boiling water. H., Post Office, Bridport, Dorsetshire. Russell would like in exchange the following, Hang it up to dry with a piece of string ; when A. B. writes

to dispose of the following The Imperial Galop, and Mayflower (by T. quite dry the alum will form large crystals, music-Carina (Walter Macfarren), Is. ; La Oesten). --Address, Russell, Newport, Pemwhich are very pretty. A moss gipsy kettle is Rose de Valencia (Oesten), Is. ; Jupiter Galop brokeshire.

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N eminent man has passed away from AN

us : one of the great men whose deeds and fame afford material for the panegyrics of the historian—for marble monuments and elaborate orations; but a great man in the sense that he led a grand life of devotion to duty-that his conscience having approved of a cert line of conduct as best fitting his nature and opportunities, he followed it steadfastly, and maintained it stoutly. In position he was only a country clergyman, holding, besides, a canonry in Westminster Abbey, preaching, except during his residentiary month there, chiefly to a village congregation, by whom he was lored as few pastors are loved; and on those comparatively rare occasions when bis voice was heard in a larger area, listened to by a crowd of intellectual men and women, who acknowledged in him a teacher having a deep sympathy with their humanity, wbile he pointed the way to a development of spirituality.

Charles Kingsley, who now, so much as is mortal of him, lies at rest under the yews of the beautiful little churchyard at Eversley, close to the vicarage wall, was a poet as well as a preacher--a novelist who depicted the emotions and passions of our common nature with rare fidelity, and who discerned the elements of heroism where others, less quick-sighted and sympathetic, might have failed to discover it. Some of his songs will live in all collections of our lyric poetry; some of his novels contain characters which stand out with a reality we can discover in none but the work of master hands. He had not the subtlety nor suggestiveness some other writers

of the present day evince; he was too earnest in his convictions, too robust in his intellectual grasp, to mistake the real source and value of the actions he described. He did not believe in the morbid growth of the faculties as the ideal of human nature ; but preached very emphatically, in the pulpit and out of it, the doctrine of “a sound mind in a sound body." He believed that they were essentially allied, and that the healthy, active exercise of the bodily and mental faculties was an act of obedience, almost of worship.

The hermit theory, of Christianity being “out of the world," found no favour in Kingsley's eyes; neither did the treasure theory, that of locking up Christian graces for special and Sabbath use only. We are, he taught, to take them into the daily avocations of life ; always to be true to our convictions; always doing with our might the good work readiest to hand, and doing it with such a spirit of cheerfulness as should be shown by those who dwell in a very beautiful and wonderful world, and who have, if they understand their nature rightly, very beau. tiful and wonderful work to do.

One lesson of Kingsley's was of life-long teaching, and it is the teaching and nourishment of all true souls. Do right because it is right, not because you hope to gain anything by doing it, or for fear of losing anything if you fail to do them. If we would only analyze our motives carefully, how frequently would some of the best among us discover that we profess to be good, even try to be good, because if we did not we should lose caste, or suffer some social inconvenience? Even if, in spite of all our attempts at self-deception, we cannot quite disguise from our own consciences the fact that our heart is not quite in the work we have undertaken, we strive very hard to maintain appearances-keep, at least, our hand on the plough, if we do not help materially to make a straight furrow; for, if we did not, Mrs. A might look askarice, Miss B give us unmistakeably the cold shoulder, and the Rev. Mr. C regard us with a dismal pity. Do it because you know you ought to do it, taught Charles Kingsley, and if you feel that you cannot do it heartily from that motive alone, don't pretend to do it, but stand modestly aside, though“ all the world wonders" and looks reproachfully. Wherever a wrong exists, it is the work of the truly religious man or woman to try to remove it, whether it is a political, or social, or an intellectual wrong. And this strong, keen-eyed, vigorous man looked about him well, and saw many wrongs sadly in need of righting. No doubt he was sometimes tempted to say with Hamlet :

" The world is out of joint, oh wretched spite

That ever I was born to set it right." But his was not the melancholy mood of despair ; he was not daunted because the whole of the desired work was impracticable, but he knew that he was born to do what he could, and bravely he set to work, with all the “muscular Christianity" of his earnest, energetic nature.

Intense love of nature, alike in its grand and minute form, was a marked feature of his character. When a boy, he delighted to scale the rocks and explore the coast wonders of beautiful Clovelley. His strong limbs and healthy lungs made him an athlete, and they helped him to be an observer of the wonders, great and small, of nature. He knew the sea-weeds and the microscopic shells, as he knew the granite rocks, the mosses, and the lichens of the Devonshire moorlands; and by force of imagination he realized to himself so exactly the grandeur and beauty of tropical scenery, that few of his readers could suppose he had never visited the “pleasant isle of Aves, beside the Spanish main,” which his Buccaneer sighs for in the powerful and pathetic ballad ; and when Kingsley himself visited the West Indies, later in life, he found that he had but little to learn by actual experience of the marvellous loveliness of the lands of the tropics.

It would be an absurdity which Kingsley himself would have been the last to sanction, to say that he was free from mistakes of judgment. Eager and impulsive, generous and sympathizing, he sometimes misunderstood the real causes of the evils he lamented so deeply, and strove so energetically to remove. In early life especially, he believed too easily in the alleged oppression by classes ; he gave his earnest advocacy to support the theory that by merely shuffling the cards, public and private virtue might be almost ensured, and he undervalued the causes for which the poorer classes are themselves too often answerable, which help to make them so poor and wretched, and attributed too readily to the inequality in political privileges, the misery and degradation he saw around him. Clearer views came with advancing years, and he

saw and taught that to the increase of individual goodness, faith, and courage, we must look for the elements of social and national happiness.

Now, why have we written so much about Charles Kingsley in these pages, not ordinarily devoted to homilies and spiritual biographies ? Our answer is, because a good, large-hearted man, who loved his kind, who carried his religion in his heart, and preached it by his life, and in many ways besides direct exhortation and reproof, has passed away from us, not without leaving memorials of himself in happy homes, where he is spoken of by thousands who never saw him, with affection and regard. His teaching had very much of the spirit of the parables, for he made the work and experience of our daily life the theme of his practical discourse; and sometimes with a fiction, sometimes with a song, taught how nearly our lives are allied to the divine. Many a verse of his is really a text; and such a verse was before us when we took pen in hand. What we write will be read by young English women, and Kingsley's one verse contains more food for reflection than many a long sermon :

"Be good, dear child ; and let who will be clever ;

Do noble things, not dream them all day long!
Thus making life, death, and that vast forever,

One grand sweet song." The higher qualities of mind, the finer intellectual powers, the vivid imagination, the gifts of poetry and song, the subtle perception of beauty which gives birth to art, are not the gift of all—the portion, indeed, of but a few ; but all can be good, all loving, all tender, sympathetic, unselfish, and generous. At least, if not, the measure of human depravity is greater than we are willing to allow; but all can try to possess and exhibit these qualities; and what a much happier world it would be if they were more frequently exhibited! Talent, like great beauty, cannot be attained, if nature has denied it; but even a homely face, if lighted up with an amiable, genial expression, is more attractive than “Cleopatra's majesty,"if pride, malice, and unwomanliness leave their impress on the regal features.

We could well dispense, in our parlours and pleasant social meetings, with the intellectual power that can solve a mathematical problem that would puzzle the Senior Wrangler of the year, the wonderful manipulation of the keys of the pianoforte, which achieves all the difficulties which Liszt or Bülow could devise, but leaves out all the expressive soul of the music. But sad, indeed, would it be for us, if we were deprived of the innocent gaiety, the unobtrusive but active kindness, the affectionate nature of the “maids of merry England," as the song has it; and we should not be very merry without those who are content to“ be good, and let who will be clever," who make a sunshine in many a shady place, who link “ life, death, and the vast forever” in a grand sweet song, by doing their best to make the life they now enjoy, and which we enjoy with them, happier and purer, braver and less selfish, by their influence and example.

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