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# The Zoologist/4th series, vol 2 (1898)/Issue 682

Contents :
| | | PAGE |
| Clarke, W.G. | The Wretham Meres | 145 |
| Pollok, Colonel F.T. | A Chat about Indian Wild Beasts | 154 |
| Patterson, Arthur | Some Notes on the Stalk-eyed Crustacea of Great Yarmouth | 178 |
| | Notes and Queries | 187 |
# The Zoologist/4th series, vol 4 (1900)/Issue 704

Contents :
| | | PAGE |
| le Souëf, D. | "How does the new-born Kangaroo get into the Mothers Pouch?" | 49 |
| Jones, K. Hurlstone | Land Birds at Sea | 51 |
| Ticehurst, N.F. | Some Remarks on the Birds seen in the South-east Part of the Mainland of Orkney in October, 1899 | 54 |
| Southwell, Thomas | Notes on the Seal and Whale Fishery, 1899 | 65 |
| Butler, Arthur G. | On Sexual Differences in the Wing of the House-Sparrow (Passer domesticus) | 74 |
| Salter, J.H. | Ornithological Notes from Mid-Wales | 76 |
| H.E.D. | Obituary for Dr. Elliott Coues | 80 |
| A.G.B. | Obituary for Dr. Karl Russ | 81 |
| | Notes and Queries | 82 |
| | Notices of New Books | 87 |
| | Editorial Gleanings | 93 |
# The Zoologist/4th series, vol 4 (1900)/Issue 704/New-born Kangaroo, le Souef

Published in The Zoologist, 4th series, vol 4, issues 704 (February, 1900), p. 49–50.
THE ZOOLOGIST
No. 704.—February, 1900.
"HOW DOES THE NEW-BORN KANGAROO GET INTO THE MOTHERS POUCH?"
By D. le Souëf, C.M.Z.S., &c.; Asst. Dir. Zoological Gardens, Melbourne.
Plate I.
Having seen an article under the above heading in a recent number of 'The Zoologist' (1899, p. 368), in which it was stated that there is evidently much confusion on this interesting question, I thought it would be a help to state what has been observed in a wild specimen of the Grey Kangaroo (Macropus giganteus). When the young one is ready to be born, the mother sits down on the ground, resting on the upper portion of the base of her tail, and with that appendage resting level on the ground in front of her (Plate I., fig, 1, upper figure); she then holds her pouch open with her two fore-paws, and, as the helpless mite is born, it rests on the soft fur of the under side of the tail. The mother immediately transfers it to her pouch with her lips only, and evidently with great care attaches it to the nipple. The mouth of the young one is apparently only a round hole, and it as yet has no power of suction; but the nipple is of a peculiar shape, with the point hard, and the mother is thereby enabled to insert it into the mouth of the young one. She then holds it in position while she forces the milk into the nipple, which thereby swells out and holds the young one on; but if, after being once firmly ​attached, it is pulled off, it cannot be replaced, even by the mother, for the end of the nipple now being flaccid instead of hard cannot well be inserted into the mouth of the little one.
The illustrations show the fœtus about two days before birth (Plate I. fig. 2); also the young one about life-size, just as it had been born, but not transfixed to the nipple (Plate I. fig. 3); and the nipple with the hardened point just ready for the young one (Plate I. fig. 3). It will be noticed how immature the little one is, and also that its fore legs are much larger than its hind ones. I have the specimens here shown in spirits. It has not yet been proved, as far as I am aware of, how long after birth the young one is able to draw nourishment for itself—probably three months.
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/On the Star of "the Legion of Honour"

ON THE STAR OF "THE LEGION OF HONOUR."
[FROM THE FRENCH.]
1.
Star of the brave!—whose beam hath shed Such glory o'er the quick and dead— Thou radiant and adored deceit! Which millions rushed in arms to greet,— Wild meteor of immortal birth! Why rise in Heaven to set on Earth?
2.
Souls of slain heroes formed thy rays; Eternity flashed through thy blaze; The music of thy martial sphere Was fame on high and honour here; ​And thy light broke on human eyes, Like a Volcano of the skies.
3.
Like lava rolled thy stream of blood, And swept down empires with its flood; Earth rocked beneath thee to her base, As thou didst lighten through all space; And the shorn Sun grew dim in air, And set while thou wert dwelling there.
4.
Before thee rose, and with thee grew, A rainbow of the loveliest hue Of three bright colours, each divine, And fit for that celestial sign; For Freedom's hand had blended them, Like tints in an immortal gem.
5.
One tint was of the sunbeam's dyes; One, the blue depth of Seraph's eyes; One, the pure Spirit's veil of white Had robed in radiance of its light: The three so mingled did beseem The texture of a heavenly dream.
6.
Star of the brave! thy ray is pale, And darkness must again prevail! But, oh thou Rainbow of the free! Our tears and blood must flow for thee. When thy bright promise fades away, Our life is but a load of clay.
7.
And Freedom hallows with her tread The silent cities of the dead; For beautiful in death are they Who proudly fall in her array; And soon, oh, Goddess! may we be For evermore with them or thee!
[First published, Examiner, April 7, 1816.]
* ↑ ["The Friend who favoured us with the following lines, the poetical spirit of which wants no trumpet of ours, is aware that they imply more than an impartial observer of the late period might feel, and are written rather as by Frenchman than Englishman;—but certainly, neither he nor any lover of liberty can help feeling and regretting that in the latter time, at any rate, the symbol he speaks of was once more comparatively identified with the cause of Freedom."—Examiner, April 7, 1816.]
* ↑ The tricolor.
# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Parenthetical Address

PARENTHETICAL ADDRESS.
BY DR. PLAGIARY.
"When energising objects men pursue," Then Lord knows what is writ by Lord knows who. ​A modest Monologue you here survey, Hissed from the theatre the "other day," ​As if Sir Fretful wrote "the slumberous" verse, And gave his son "the rubbish" to rehearse. "Yet at the thing you'd never be amazed," Knew you the rumpus which the Author raised; "Nor even here your smiles would be represt," Knew you these lines—the badness of the best,10 "Flame! fire! and flame!" (words borrowed from Lucretius.) "Dread metaphors" which open wounds like issues! "And sleeping pangs awake—and—— But away"— (Confound me if I know what next to say). Lo "Hope reviving re-expands her wings," And Master G— recites what Dr. Busby sings!— "If mighty things with small we may compare," (Translated from the Grammar for the fair!) Dramatic "spirit drives a conquering car," And burn'd poor Moscow like a tub of "tar."20 "This spirit" "Wellington has shown in Spain," To furnish Melodrames for Drury Lane. "Another Marlborough points to Blenheim's story," And George and I will dramatise it for ye.
"In Arts and Sciences our Isle hath shone" (This deep discovery is mine alone). ​Oh "British poesy, whose powers inspire" My verse—or I'm a fool—and Fame's a liar, "Thee we invoke, your Sister Arts implore" With "smiles," and "lyres," and "pencils," and much more.30 These, if we win the Graces, too, we gain Disgraces, too! "inseparable train!" "Three who have stolen their witching airs from Cupid" (You all know what I mean, unless you're stupid): "Harmonious throng" that I have kept in petto Now to produce in a "divine sestetto"!! "While Poesy," with these delightful doxies, "Sustains her part" in all the "upper" boxes! "Thus lifted gloriously, you'll sweep along," Borne in the vast balloon of Busby's song;40 "Shine in your farce, masque, scenery, and play" (For this last line George had a holiday). "Old Drury never, never soar'd so high," So says the Manager, and so say I. "But hold," you say, "this self-complacent boast; Is this the Poem which the public lost? "True—true—that lowers at once our mounting pride;" But lo;—the Papers print what you deride. "'Tis ours to look on you—you hold the prize," 'Tis twenty guineas, as they advertise!50 "A double blessing your rewards impart"— I wish I had them, then, with all my heart. "Our twofold feeling owns its twofold cause," Why son and I both beg for your applause. "When in your fostering beams you bid us live," My next subscription list shall say how much you give!
[First published, Morning Chronicle, October 23, 1812.]
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Remember thee! Remember thee!

REMEMBER THEE! REMEMBER THEE!
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Sonnet (1)

SONNET.
TO GENEVRA.
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Sonnet (2)

Also entitled, "Sonnet, to the Same"
SONNET.
TO GENEVRA.
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Stanzas. "If sometimes in the Haunts of Men"

IF SOMETIMES IN THE HAUNTS OF MEN.
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# The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Stanzas. "Away, away, ye Notes of Woe"

AWAY, AWAY, YE NOTES OF WOE!
1.
Away, away, ye notes of Woe! Be silent, thou once soothing Strain, Or I must flee from hence—for, oh! I dare not trust those sounds again. To me they speak of brighter days— But lull the chords, for now, alas! I must not think, I may not gaze, On what I am—on what I was.
2.
The voice that made those sounds more sweet Is hushed, and all their charms are fled; And now their softest notes repeat A dirge, an anthem o'er the dead! Yes, Thyrza! yes, they breathe of thee, dust! since dust thou art; And all that once was Harmony Is worse than discord to my heart!
3.
'Tis silent all!—but on my ear The well remembered Echoes thrill; I hear a voice I would not hear, A voice that now might well be still: ​Yet oft my doubting Soul 'twill shake; Ev'n Slumber owns its gentle tone, Till Consciousness will vainly wake To listen, though the dream be flown.
4.
Sweet Thyrza! waking as in sleep, Thou art but now a lovely dream; A Star that trembled o'er the deep, Then turned from earth its tender beam. But he who through Life's dreary way Must pass, when Heaven is veiled in wrath, Will long lament the vanished ray That scattered gladness o'er his path.
December 8, 1811. [First published, Childe Harold, 1812 (4to).]
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# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, His Honour Charles Francis

​DOYLE, His Honour Charles Francis, M.A. (T.C.D.), M.A. and Ex-Fellow (R.U.I.); Barrister King's Inns, 1888; K.C. 1906; Middle Temple, 1902; County Judge and Chairman of Q.S. for the County of Mayo since 1911; formerly Professor of the Law of Property and Contracts, University College, Dublin. Educ.: Jesuits' College, Limerick; Trinity College, Dublin; Ex-Scholar and Senior Moderator, Berkeley and Vice-Chancellor's Gold Med. T.C.D., Ex-Aud. College Historical Society T.C.D.; Society's three medals; second son ot late D. Doyle, Solicitor; b. Limerick, 1866; m. Florence Mary, dau. of late James Haran, J.P., Manager National Bank, Limerick, and has issue two sons. Res.: 4 Clyde Road, Dublin Club: National Liberal, London.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Robert J.

Robert Joseph Emmanuel Doyle, b. 1 June 1864, d. December 1961 (Irish Press, Saturday, December 30, 1961; Page: 12)
​DOYLE, Robert J., M.A. (T.C.D.), Barrister King's Inns, 1899; K.C., 1909; County Court Judge and Recorder, Galway, from 1913: b. 1862; second son of Hugh Doyle, Registrar in Bankruptcy, Ireland. Res.: 12 Fitzwilliam Street, Upper. Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Michael

​DOYLE, Michael (M.P. for County Wexford from 1922): Member of Wexford Co. Council. Res.: The Cottage, Tagoat. Co. Wexford.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Miss Mary Caroline

​DOYLE, Miss Mary Caroline, engaged in many social and philantrophic works always of a voluntary nature. Hon. Sec. to the W.T.T.A., and in that capacity organised cookery, laundry, and sewing classes under trained teachers and cooperating with local Committees; these classes over three years were self supporting, and in consequence of their being so much appreciated, the first grant from a local body was obtained from the Limerick Co. Borough Council, £25, and a year later another £25 for the promotion of Wood Carving Classes; member of the Tech. Ed. Committee from its inception; promoter of Exhibitions and Sales for the encouragement of small and Cottage Industries. Organised and obtained the special grants for three courses of First Aid and Home Nursing Classes; secured the inclusion on the Tech. programme of a class for the teaching of Irish and also of the language in the programme of Trade Classes and obtained the grant amongst the equipment of a fount of Irish type for the printers' class. Hon. Sec. to a girl's Calisthenic Class, and also to the Society for promoting early breakfasts at fairs, and in the establishing of a Child Welfare Centre. Member of both the County and City Insurance Committees; dau. of Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Doyle, late of Cralloe Woods, and 56 George Street, Limerick. Res.: 56 George Street (now O'Connell Street), Limerick.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyne, Robert Wentworth

​DOYNE, Robert Wentworth, D.L., J.P., Co. Wexford; late Capt. 4th Batt. Oxfordshire L. I.; Major (temp.), Westmoreland and Cumberland Yeo. T.F.); eldest son of Charles Mervyn Doyne, D.L., J.P., of Wells. Co. Wexford, and Lady Frances Mary (d. 1903), dau. of 6th Earl Fitzwilliam: b. 1868; m. 1898, Lady Mary Lascelles, 4th dau. of 4th Earl of Harewood. Res.: Ashton, Gorey Co. Wexford; Bachelors' Club, London; Kildare Street, Dublin; and R. St. George's Yacht Club, Kingstown.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyne, Charles Mervyn

​DOYNE, Charles Mervyn, M.A. (Cantab), D.L., J.P., Co. Wexford (High Sheriff, 1873); High Sheriff Co. Carlow, 1875; b. 27th Sept., 1839; son of late Robert Stephen Doyne, J.P., D.L., Wells, and Sarah Emily, dau. of Col. Joseph Pratt, of Cabra Castle, Co. Cavan; m. 1867, Lady Frances Mary Wentworth-Fitzwilliam, dau. of 6th Earl Fitzwilliam, and has issue two sons, three daus. Res.: Wells, Gorey, Co. Wexford. Kildare Street Club, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyne, Dermot Henry

​DOYNE, Dermot Henry, B.A. (Cantab.), D.L., J.P., Co. Carlow (High Sheriff, 1902): Master, Coollattin Fox Hounds; second son of Charles Mervyn Doyne, D.L., of Wells, Gorey; b. 1871; m. 1905, Alice Gertrude, dau. of late Rt. Hon. Frank Brooke, P.C, and has issue two sons and two daus. Res.: St. Austin's Abbey, near Tullow, Co. Carlow. Clubs: Bachelors', London; Kildare Street, Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Daniel Simpson

​DOYLE, Daniel Simpson, LL.B. (N.U.I.), Assistant Registrar-General for Ireland since 1909; formerly practised as a Solicitor; Commissioner for taking the Census of Ireland, 1911; again appointed. 1921. Educ.: Jesuit Colleges and National University of Ireland; Past President Clongowes Social Service Club; Member of the Council of the Statistical and Social Inquiry Society of Ireland and Member of the Royal Dublin Society and Royal Zoological Society of Ireland; also a Life ​Governor of the Royal Hospital for Incurables, Donnybrook. Author of several papers on Social and Economic subjects; b. at Whitehall, Co. Clare; third son of the late Daniel Doyle, Solicitor Limerick Res.: 5 Wilton Terrace. Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Lynn

​DOYLE, Lynn (Leslie A. Montgomery, Manager, Northern Banking Co., Ltd., Skerries, Co. Dublin). Has written Ballygullion; Irish Short Stories (Maunsell, 1908); Mr. Wildridge of the Bank, a novel (Duckworth, 1916); An Ulster Childhood, essays and sketches (Maunsel, 1921); Love and Land, comedy in 4 acts, first produced by Ulster Players, 1913; The Lilac Ribbon, comedy in one act, first produced by Players, 1919. Contributor to Daily Ulster Chronicle, Strand Magazine, Century Magazine, Passing Show, &c. Recn.: golf. Res.: Skerries, Co. Dublin.
# Thom's Irish Who's Who/Doyle, Seumas

​DOYLE, Seumas (M.P. for Co. Wexford from 1921); Chairman of Enniscorthy Rural District Council, and Member of Wexford County Council. Res.: Hillview Terrace, Enniscorthy.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 14/Letter: Swift to Pope - 23

DR. SWIFT TO MR. POPE.
MAY 12, 1735.
YOUR letter was sent me yesterday by Mr. Stopford, who landed the same day, but I have not seen him. As to my silence, God knows it is my great misfortune. My little domestick affairs are in great confusion by the villany of agents, and the miseries of this kingdom, where there is no money to be had: nor am I unconcerned to see all things tending toward absolute power, in both nations (it is here in perfection already) although I shall not live to see it established. This condition of things, both publick, and personal to myself, has given me such a kind of despondency, that I am almost unqualified for any company, diversion, or amusement. The death of Mr. Gay and the doctor, have been terrible wounds near my heart. Their living would have been a ​great comfort to me, although I should never have seen them; like a sum of money in a bank from which I should receive at least annual interest, as I do from you, and have done from my lord Bolingbroke. To show in how much ignorance I live, it is hardly a fortnight since I heard of the death of my lady Masham, my constant friend in all changes of times. God forbid that I should expect you to make a voyage that would in the least affect your health: but in the mean time how unhappy am I, that my best friend should have perhaps the only kind of disorder, for which a sea voyage is not in some degree a remedy. The old duke of Ormond said, he would not change his dead son (Ossory) for the best living son in Europe. Neither would I change you my absent friend, for the best present friend round the globe.
I have lately read a book imputed to lord Bolingbroke, called a Dissertation upon Parties. I think it very masterly written.
Pray God reward you for your kind prayers: I believe your prayers will do me more good than those of all the prelates in both kingdoms, or any prelates in Europe, except the bishop of Marseilles. And God preserve you for contributing more to mend the world, than the whole pack of (modern) parsons in a lump.
I am, ever entirely yours.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 14/Letter: Swift to Pope - 25

DR. SWIFT TO MR. POPE.
OCT. 21, 1735.
I ANSWERED your letter relating to Curll, &c. I believe my letters have escaped being published, because I write nothing but nature and friendship, and particular incidents which could make no figure in writing. I have observed that not only Voiture, but likewise Tully and Pliny writ their letters for the publicly view, more than for the sake of their correspondents; and I am glad of it, on account of the entertainment they have given me. Balsac did the same thing, but with more stiffness, and consequently less diverting: now I must tell you that you are to look upon me as one going very fast out of the world; but my flesh and bones are to be carried to Holyhead, for I will not lie in a country of slaves. It pleases me to find that you begin to dislike things in spite of your philosophy; your Muse cannot forbear her hints to that purpose. I cannot travel to see you; otherwise I solemnly protest I would do it. I have an intention to pass this winter in the country with a friend forty miles off, and to ride only ten miles a day, yet is my health so uncertain that I fear it will not be in my power. I often ride a dozen miles, but I come home to my own bed at night: my best way would be to marry, for in that case any bed would be better than my own. I found you a very young man, and I left you a middle aged one; you knew me a middle aged ​man, and now I am an old one. Where is my lord ——? methinks I am inquiring after a tulip of last year. — "You need not apprehend any Curll's medling with your letters to me; I will not destroy them, but have ordered my executors to do that office." I have a thousand things more to say, longævitas est garrula, but I must remember I have other letters to write if I have time, which I spend to tell you so; I am ever, dearest sir, your, &c.