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deur, as to aspect and expression, which constitute
the impressive charm of the head of the Olympian
Jupitef of Phidias.
,Of this bust poor Fillans was justly proud.
Mention of it brings to memory an" anecdote,
which although perhaps not quite germane to the
subject at present under treatment, yet as it relates
to circumstances connected with one out of the
many gratifying incidents which occurred in the
Professor's life, and illustrates, to some extent at
least, the earnestness with which all things con-
nected with him were cared for, a narration of it may
not be deemed entirely irrelevant. The anecdote,
though comparatively unimportant, connects
itself with three gifted individuals, now, alas ! no
more,' with all of whom it was happily our
privilege to claim ties of friendship and some
interchange of good offices.
When the committee of the institute resolved
on having the bust of Wilson, and intrusting its
execution to Fillans, the former was of course
applied to, for his consent, which was readily
accorded. The friends of the Professor, dubious
of the propriety of conceding so important an
office as that in contemplation to the hands of a
young and comparatively unknown artist, sug-
gested that that gentleman should wait upon the
late Sir William Allan, then President of the
Royal Scottish Academy, and receive such hints
for the execution of the bust, as that most able
and kind-hearted veteran in art should deem it
proper to bestow. To this arrangement Fillans,
though somewhat piqued, assented, and he
accordingly waited on Sir William, who received
the self-taught genius with that urbanity and
kindness for which his intercourse with youthful
artists was proverbial and coveted. The subject
of the interview, however, was studiously avoided
by Fillans, and hardly hinted at by Sir William,
whose innate delicacy of feeling made him shrink
from.:anything which could even be tortured into
the semblance of intrusion ; and thus they parted
as they had met, strangers to each other. Fillans,
though highly pleased with the courtesy and
kindness displayed towards him by the President
of the Academy, resolved that neither Sir William
nor• any of his friends should interfere with or
control his own conception of what was due to
the.dignity,of his exalted subject, and retiring to
his humble studio, heprepared to work out his own
idea mills own responsibility. In this mood he
labOured on, evading, now by one pretext and
not another, all attempts at introducing Sir
William Allan. At length, having satisfied him-
self, the sculptor intimated that he should be
happy to be honoured with a visit of Sir William,
or any of Professor Wilson's friends. The visit
was promptly made, and on the clay model being
uncovered, Sir William was much amazed, and in
no- small degree delighted with the bust. Its
general effect and noble bearing first surveyed,
the veteran critic walked leisurely round and
round it, slowly muttering to himself as he noise-
lessly indicated now one beauty now another,
" This was no accident," " Here is a well con-
sidered detail," " This disposition of the head is
indicative of deep study," " The arrangement of
the hair is artistic, dignified, noble ;" and so on
fot some minutes. Having finished his scrutiny,
Sit 'William warmly congratulated the sculptor
on his success, and Professor Wilson on the
admirable bust by which the noble intellectuality
of his lineaments would be handed down to pos-
terity.
To return, however, to the Noctes Ambrosiante,
and in their flowing wisdom and graceful
eloquence, to trace the reflex of their author's
mind. The reader will there find unfolded that
elegance -of taste, that sweet beauty of thought
which constituted Professor Wilson's claim upon
the respect of his compeers, and which enter

largely into his title to renown— The work is-got
up in a style indicative of its value in the pub.
lishers' esteem. It is correct and beautiful.

MENT TO THE LIVERPOOL S-TDARD

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themselves. For the feeling of
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No. I.—Mother and Son. Nit. 11.—The Strike. rent one of lowness, of wages. While,. t 1011
London : J. H. Parker.
We notice this series with great pleasure.. We that really contributes a_ very large suz":„: lbe
time, there is- another cause much ne,.....,arerof tilt
are inundated with shilling and sixpenny volumes, accumulated discontent of the factory-411_7:,
in gaily coloured paper covers, but of very ctues. following extract will show what we raew'imil!i
tionable matter within. We turn over the books- " " I'm off to-the Weaver's'- Arms,' stifled froo
at a railway station and see what appears went with an aching heart.. He was "1; and tlie
"pleasant to the eye," and what professes- to be own hearth, as many a working naan,.l that I
done betere, ,00
such as would "be desired to make one wise," but found again, as he had often .
own hose deb
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we fear it is the fruit of the tree of knoWledge ' Weaver's Arms' had the fire his she 04
him. Alice sighed as ho . went out , oa lip
over again, making us knowing. in things. it were
better we should remain ignorant of. What is. ever. -The'baby went on cry, cry, fret, freti'wereri
blowing, and still as far Prom having a g° tiie,
desired to meet this is a counter-series--a series had picked all the crust off the new-loaf; arr 1,11.1
of tales, interesting, attractive, well written, well quieted. How seldom, Alice thought, Iv. he'
got up ; yet written in a religious spirit, with staid at home; everybody- liked his eoraPalf:hisf).
the fact ever before the eye,that not mere amuse- read and talk well ; and she said to.irtso„
ment is the thing required.. This the series be- ness for company was her rnin.
•her
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fore us professes to afford ; and, as far as it has Wll burr,were thei akttraletts ofDrieendrren rely,
gone, we can safely say that it has fulfilled its burrat
devour the
badly-prepared.cccaeo, clean, nor wvviioitipr,
purpose. The tales are excellent in principle, -there, dirt everywhere ; nothing:
religious in tone, without bringing either religion nor tidy.; the baby not fit to touch, theild, too '
or any peculiar phase of religion disagreeably till bedtime. Then. Alice, weary and tire„ e
before the reader. worn to talk to him, or be his eompanio'
0,s1100:,t
The first story, " Mother and Son," shows the This is a true picture of of factorY-111;013e7j
evil consequences of indulgence and covering of when he has married a girl who has Tietbili,,
faults. Idleness and a liberal supply of money in the factory all her life, and kno‘°A tbess:i
brought their natural consequences : the son got household work. Dirt, discomfort,all:,/
fool; water lieoloo,
to hanging about the public-house—debt—then table consequence of bad management 14
alli
poaching to pay his debts—then a prison. extravagance, when it is impossible °not. ty
"It was a dreary future that opened upon Walter ends meet—naturally produce disc
Markham when, wet, and weary, and downcast, he sat whole blame is thrown on the master, a on-
with a constable at his elbow in the servants' hall at men " strike." The fault is in tile bg
the Manse, waiting for the day to dawnwhich should seeg,cti
ment of the wages, not in the won°
eva
him and his companions brought before the magi's- Another certain result •. 0 e
trates as criminals. It- had already been made clear
" As they came home, Janet saw 13-,g5 EderlajoY the
to him that he was sure of a long term of imprison-
ment, if not of transportation : for one of the keepers, of the strike. Some of the prettiest rft, 0 ~
Jem Hawkshaw, had been seriously injured in the dressed out in finery, paraded to allO. sttee.'
conflict: the man had two or three ribs broken, he ttlle lorPe
botl ole
flaring gas-lights.
was getting into years, and it was yet to be seen "Many young girls were to be seen 5,,.0
whether the hurt might not cost him his life. If it day and night ; the young men had giu
did, here was a clear case of manslaughter. in their conduct and language."
ftlll°f SilelF
"' I wish I was dead, that Ido !' groaned out the This is a true picture ; the book I 3 JP
young man bitterly, ' and there would be an end of it.' --
Ah !' grunted the fat coachman, who had con- le
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stituted himself one of the constable's assistants, 1
The Life of Felix Neff. London: seei
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' that's what chaps in your situation always say. This_is the second volume o , bs, if
You want to get out of a mess, and so you begin to Christian Biography, superintendeu, il ills!!)
talk about death. You don't know what death is, and Robert Bickersteth. The life 01, c,,,
he don't come very easy, neither, as you'd say your- i labours zealously for the extension ,kg
self if you'd ever such fits of the gout as I have. I've ' and of the sincerity of whose motiler3t,llV
often wished myself dead, too, when they've been at be • • •ntere 11'4
no question, cannot be without i 400
the worst, but I was always mortal glad, when the 1
pain abated, that I was still in the land of the living. 1 the ardour of the orthodox rea,.d.,et leff.,oo,
Death is an ugly felloirto meet, and I'm thinking, if I damped, by the reflection that Felicoteivdo:
all tales be true, that you'd be none the worse for a ' dissenter not- only from Episcopaei, eta, °clic/ re,
little more time of preparation before you meet him. [ the Protestant establishment at Gel' rep "
It ain't so much death, as what comes after death, of his birth. Nor would this P cool
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that you should be afeared on.'
" Walter Markham groaned inwardly, but was I removed when it is found that 111,i,e 1 yil
, England for ordination was to reel etioil
silent. The eternal, never-ending Future was as yethands
, of Dissenting ministers at A Tlie-ebi ..,,A
nothing to him, compared with the suspense of the ' • London. There are incidents ill ' eh',
present. The penalties of God's commandments in Wel ell 0
broken were forgotten in the dread of the vengeance which may well be passed over, 1104 %),,i
of human laws. ing attention to the disinterest
" ' Oh, if they would but let me off without im- unwearied assiduity with which 11; ferj.„
prisonment, I don't care what I pay ! I'll sell all I the cause which he had espouseu'od lTig
have, down to the coat on my back, and the bed I lie was a missionary in Switzerland 3.- tV;
on, if I can escape that.' " Alps, who commenced his career abollePt.",„
" The Strike" is a tale interesting to all Lanca- 1819, shortly after the connencethst,Y,
shire folk. A just and true account is given of the religious revival at Geneva. Fronl
itogLie
causes of that fearful manifestation of popular his death in 1829, he laboured twee° I)Pee
discontent that every now and then recur in the vocation ; and it may be remarkea,se til ceistl
manufacturing districts. The hard, cold, calcu- that, while in missionary enter4l.o Ile 0
lating spirit of the master manufacturer, who sees many temptations to enter into 'llea's, )I.
in his " hands" only the means of securing the , versy, and draw comparisons of creed"
greatest return of his capital invested in his mill, I singularly exempt from this fal'i 1
without caring for, or attempting to promote, the Pasteur Blanc writes of him :--- if/ avil
ile for ,
comfort and' well-being of the "hands" them- i
"Having been accused of teaciling.atlit4'
selves ; while the latter, feeling keenly the entire , he strongly exhorted his hearers tie c°setilety"
want of sympathy between the two classes, stop selves the Scriptures he quoted.

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