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a moderate distance from the mud-bank, unpromising abodes. Patches of fine oats which is left high and dry twice a-day, for and potatoes were scattered at long intervals the use of the inhabitants), with a little over the vast sea of moor like little islands. lawn in front, and an air of parvenu impu- but not a tree or shrub was to be seen. Even dence about it, which contrasts strangely in the most miserable parts of Ireland one with the stolid look of the great white-washed could scarcely find such apparent desolation. blocks of houses, perched higgledy-piggledy The worst cabins in Kerry were as good as the up and down the substitutes for streets. crofters' huts, but I am bound to say the This is the mansion of the proprietor of the dress and aspect of the people of The Lewis island, and is of his own manufacture. was much better, and bore signs of comfort Much more creditable to his taste are the va- unknown to their Celtic brethren in the westrious works he has carried on in the neigh- ern kingdom. The young grouse flew "cheepborhood; the patent ship in the harbor, ing" across the road, roused by the noise of which is, however, more for ornament than the wheels, and curlew and whimbrels got use; the good roads in embryo and in posse; up from the dykes as we passed with a wild, the market-place, the chapel, the gas-lamps. startled cry; huge flocks of plover, sandThe island, which belonged in the good bad pipers, and sea-larks whirled about with times to the Mackenzies of Seaforth, is as big whistle and scream over the face of the dark as many a German principality, being about bog, the snipe flashed up from the rills and forty miles long, with a breadth varying from piped a shrill treble for their long-billed parttwenty-four to ten miles. It is now the prop-ners in the rushes-now and then you erty of a gentleman, who is at the head of a great mercantile house, engaged in the opium and Chinese trade. Stornoway, the capital, is its sole town, and has a population

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"For what, man? You 're miles from the place."

"Nevertheless, cross this stream, oh, child of the mist! I will not, till I have one whip of my Martin Kelly over that water, and try the attractions of a green-bodied wren with Lewis trout."

caught sight of an orderly line of mathematical wild geese flying in an isosceles triangle, as if bent on doing the pons asinorum, and making as much noise as if Rome was in danger, and mallard, teal, and widgeon But I am becoming statistical. I was very quacked and flew around in all directionsnear entering on the kelp question, on emi- altogether it seemed as if it was a capital gration, education, straw-plaiting, crofters country for a man to live in, if he could only and tacksmen, and the reclamation of land. turn his mouth into a bill, and get waterPoor, dear, dirty, hospitable, busy, herring-proof leggins and a swimming-belt. curing, cod-drying, ling-splitting, fish-selling. I must get out," quoth I. and smelling Stornoway! with your institutions and commerce, and mermaid population, and old tower, and nasty suburbs, with your floating hulks, fitted up as shops and habitations, so that one may see on the stern of a quondam herring-boat, "Dougal Mackenzie, Merchant, licensed to sell Snuff, Whiskey, and Tea;" or read on the bows of a ci-devant collier, "Angus Mackenzie, Potato Merchant and Shoe-maker." I must leave you, though I bear with me many a pleasant memory of jolly evenings (the mornings were sometimes less agreeable), good grog, and kind friends! The fiery Highlander was driving his fiery little horse at a great pace. We had travelled over some miles of road, bounded on the one side by the sea and on the other by a wild expanse of bog, which rose in the distance into rounded hills, all impurpled with the rich heather-bells. Now and then we had passed a clump of wigwams built of mud, and rarely possessing windows; the smoke issuing from holes in the roofs, which were composed of great flakes of straw tossed on in bundles, blended with squares of turf and fastened down by hay-ropes ballasted with heavy stones. It was wonderful to see what healthy young Celts rushed out to gaze on us, and what clean faces we could see peeping out modestly from the doorways, while the strong frames of the men we met showed that health had not deserted these

The stream in question was about six feet broad, so brown you could not see the bottom, and splashing from pool to pool till it flowed into the sea about one hundred yards from the spot where we had stopped, which was close by a line of stones that served as a bridge when the water was high. At present they were useless, for I had just seen a wee lassie run across like a redshank, and scarcely covering her ankles in the water; but I had seen, too, the whirls of the fish up and down the stream.

"De'il tak' me, but you 're just mad, there 's not a trout the size of a sprat in the whole burn."

But I was not to be intimidated. My little rod was put together in a minute, reel put on, and in two points the gut casting-line flashed brightly in the sunshine. "Saw you ever the like of that?" The flies had not touched the water ere splash, splash!-two yellow-bellies were fixed hard and fast. The eyes of the Highlander were very big indeed

not half so big, however, as those of a shock-headed boy, who had joined him in a

grin of derision, and had pronounced many decided opinions in the Celtic with respect to my proceedings, which had been duly interpreted for me by my friend.

"He says you'll not catch one; there 's not a fish."

cast."

and hot water up stairs. To-morrow we '11 try for a salmon, and let the moor rest for a day.

THE Australian papers bring sad intelligence of the long-lost Dr. Leichardt. The Moreton Bay At this point, however, I had two of them, Courier says, "We learn, with deep regret, that small to be sure, but in a minute more they the reports of the melancholy death of Dr. Leiwere kicking about on the turf. Another chardt and his companions have proved but too By Allah, see this! here's a fellow well-founded. A correspondent at Drayton in-a white trout, as I live-up in the forms us that Mr. Hely's party had returned air, flounce, dash, dive! up again! you'll from the search, bringing with them bones, soon be tired, my fine fellow, and the pool not watch-key, &c., belonging to the missing party. being bigger than the wash-hand basins in Mr. Hely had gone on towards Sydney by the most direct route from Surat, for the purpose Trafalgar Square, I must kill you for spoiling of making his report; and we are thus left for my sport." the present without further information concerning this melancholy event." The report here spoken of as concerning the full particulars has since made its appearance. The Alelaide Observer writes: "Mr. Hely's official report is before us. It is a voluminous but able document; but all we can do at present is, to state that the details furnish a mournful confirmation of former distressing (though unauthenticated) These melancholy tidings will intelligence.” the enterprise, in which it is now feared that the awaken many emotions; for the whole story of adventurous explorer has sacrificed his life in the interests of science, reads like a chapter in romance. The way in which he nursed his zeal for Australian discovery-his industry, promp titude, and success- - the care with which his journeys were prepared his return over three hundred miles of ground to the nearest frontier station to report the wonderful fertility and beauty of the countries which he had found-a return, he said, prompted by the fear that there might be none from the greater journey which he contemplated, and that thus his discoveries up this consciousness in his mind — and his final to that point might be lost his leave-taking with disappearance into the wilderness out of which he was never to emerge to invest his memory with the interest that ever clings to a devotion so exalted. Men like Dr. Leichardt are the true heroes of a young country - and his name should be remembered on that vast continent at the antipodes with affectionate gratitude. - Athenæum.

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The fight was a short one. The Limerick still held fast, and a two-pound trout walloped about on the gravel; in a few minutes, I tried a little pool close at hand, out of which I tossed trout after trout, till in ten minutes I had taken thirteen! I am not proud, I hope; but I must admit that I felt very like a hero, as, I suppose, heroes feel, when I stowed them away in the gig, and heard the wondering remark, "Well, how the de'il you managed it, I can't tell." That night, in a low-browed, comfortable room, with the clear peat-fire burning cosily, good tobacco, and rivalled whiskey at hand, after a glorious dinner of real Scotch broth, real fish-not the flabby imitations got up for the Londonmarket, but firm, crisp, yet tender as game, with hare, venison, great grouse pies, recondite compounds of cream, bitter marmalade, honey and jams, we caroused after the fashion dear to our forefathers. Had Ossian been wandering past he might have heard the strains of a Highland song, by a gillie, in the corner, succeeded by a brindisi, or a bit of Bellini; smelt a deal of tobacco and toddy, and seen a great deal of gun-washing and flask-filling for the morrow; as it was, the witnesses of the scene were the two large dogs, two or three hare-footed gillies, an "own-man," and a pet sea-gull; the latter of which seemed to take a great interest in a bag of No. 6 shot and some Eley's cartridges. "Back from

the moors.

Here's a bag of game! three brace and a half of ducks, a teal, three widgeons, a curlew, two whimbrels, a heron, a leash of hares, a jer-falcon, six and a half brace of grouse, fifteen golden plovers, thirty-two sand-larks (killed in three shots), a nondescript, hit in a pool, and taken out by a dog, said by the gillie to be a "Choraghchagh," as near as I can spell ita field-fare, and a brace of snipes; besides stalking a deer and putting a dose of No. 3 into his stern, as he went away from me, and firing at the place where

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Ar the recent annual public session of the Russian Imperial Geographical Society, held in St. Petersburgh, it was stated, that the great scientific expedition about to be sent by that body into Eastern Siberia and Kamtschatka was on the immediate eve of setting out. The expedition comprises twelve young men who have been trained by the society expressly to the duty of taking astronomical, magnetical, and meteoroanother expedition would be despatched to exlogical observations. It was further stated, that amine the condition of the fisheries in the Caspian Sea-and a third, to explore in a geologiGlorious sport!cal point of view several regions of European and Asiatic Russia. -Athenæum.

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Like a vision fair she seemed;

But those eyes, oh! how they gleamed
With the wandering light of madness,
Softened only by their sadness,
And the shadow of despair
Hiding darkly-ever there!

Day by day, year by year,

Summer green, and Autumn sear,
Wandered still that woman's form
In the calm and in the storm;
Through the dark and misty night
Gleamed her robe of spotless white,
And her streaming hair which fell,
Like a shroud, above the swell
Of that yearning breast of snow
Beating so wild and sad below!

Many years have passed away,
How many it were hard to say;
But time hath told upon that brow,
So high and saint-like even now,

And touched her pale cheek, once so fair,
And changed to gray her golden hair;
But still upon that mountain path
The hunter pauses with a start

And a tremor at his heart,

To meet those eyes so wildly cast

A moment on him- but he 's passed,
And with head bowed down and silent
Passeth on that vision mild,
Through the tangled bushes wild!

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From the Dublin University Magazine.

THE CROWN MATRIMONIAL OF FRANCE.

FOR upwards of sixty years has France exhibited to the world the spectacle of a phantasmagoria wild, fitful, and incoherent as a nightmare-dream. The horrible and the pathetic mingled with the grotesque; things incongruous and unexpected succeeding each other with transformations as rapid as legerdemain; massacres and festivals; miseries and orgies; reckless license and stringent despotism; strange visions of murdered sovereigns, and ephemeral consuls and dictators. Dynasties changing like the slides in a magiclantern; an emperor rising from the chaos of revolution as from a surging sea; sinking, reäppearing, then again sinking. A long-guarded captive seating himself on the throne of his captor: a Republic with the anomaly of Equality for its motto, and a Prince-President at its head; and Absolutism established in honor of Liberty and Fraternity.

Party colors glance on the sight like the tints of a quick-shaken kaleidoscope; the white of the Bourbon lilies, and the blue of the Napoleon violets; imperial purple, tricolored cockades, and Red Republicanism. Another shake of the kaleidoscope, and again the purple predominates. But the present resumé of the empire has not the prestige of its original, whose birth was heralded by glittering trophies, and the exciting strains of martial music. No! Here is an empire created by slight of hand amid no prouder minstrelsy than that of the violins of fêtes.

throne, was servilely worshipped as the "Grand Monarque,” never dared to avow his clandestine marriage with Madame de Maintenon. Napoleon 1. showed how well he understood the genius of the French people, when he replaced his really beloved Josephine by the daughter of an emperor, and required his brother Jerome to put away his first wife, Miss Patterson, for a German princess.

Louis Napoleon himself seems to have had his misgivings as to the effect the step he contemplated would have on the mind of the nation; and the fall of the French funds, from the time the marriage came on the tapis, was full of significance. Instead of following the usual example of monarchs, and simply announcing his intended marriage, he proceeded to make his notification a piece justificative, full of explanations and apologies, in which his anxiety betrayed him into inconsistencies and errors of judgment. At variance with his hereditary pretensions as Napoleon III., hə rejoiced in the character of parvenu, and then boasted the "high birth" of his consort. He endeavored to frame his speech, as though he had taken for his text Ovid's maxim

Non bene conveniunt nec in una sede morantur
Majestas et Amor.- Metam. lib. ii. 846.

Yet he has labored to overload love with the most far-fetched and dazzling majesty. He complacently instanced his grandmother, Josephine, as beloved by France, though not of royal blood; seemingly oblivious that Napoleon I. had not stooped from the throne to raise her (she had been his wife ere men With a new slide of the magic-lantern we dreamed of him as a monarch) and that his behold an imperial wedding, surpassing in policy soon compelled her to descend from the brilliant externals even the nuptials of the throne, and give place to a prouder bride. Napoleon and Maria Louisa. But the bride- Louis Napoleon has promised that the Emgroom is not Napoleon the Great, nor is the press Eugenia will revive the virtues of the bride a daughter of the Cæsars. We must Empress Josephine: far wiser had he not give the bridegroom due credit for proving touched on the topic, to remind his bride that that he still possesses some freshness of feeling, the reward—the earthly reward of those not yet wholly seared by coups d'etat and di- virtues was divorce and a broked heart; and plomacy, and that he amiably prefers (for the to remind his people how easily the non-royal time, at least) domestic affection to self-interest wife could be moved aside, whenever the inand expediency. But how long will he be per- terests of the crown or the nation should remitted, by the most changeable, the most un- quire it. He who has declared that "the certain people on earth, to enjoy his love-match empire is peace," has dropped ominous words in peace? With the populace it may be accepta- of the hour of danger," in which the good ble, so long as it gives them pageants to" assist" qualities of his Eugenia will shine forth; in at, to gaze upon, and talk about; but the alli- contrast, he evidently meant, with the incaance of an emperor of France with a Spanish pacity and selfishness of Maria Louisa, when countess, the subject of another sovereign, is France was invaded by the allies; but how utnot glorious enough for the other classes, who terly distasteful to the French public must are really aristocratic in their hearts, not that ill-judged reminder be! He spoke, in withstanding occasionally short freaks of de- his ante-nuptial speech, of the unhappy fates mocracy. Republican governments have never of the illustrious ladies who had worn the governed the French; they are only impressed crown of France -a suggestive theme, in by the opposites of democracy, by the pres- which we are about to follow his lead; but tige of rank, titles, and distinction. Louis from his lips the subject seemed peculiarly illXIV., a far more mighty sovereign than Na- chosen and ill-timed. Verily, his Imperial poleon III., and who, on his firmly established | Majesty has been singularly infelicitous in his

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