The Express.
London, England, 1867-11-12 00:00:00

PROVINCIAL MARI MARKETS.

Lrelatrooi, Nor. H.—Wes : Celedonlan, 851 1 6151 4
Crest Eastern, S 1; Western, 451 6 61
—Lancashire end Yorinihne, 15:61 3 21—Londoa, Brighton, and
South Oast, 524 I—London and North Western, 112.1 4 1
1 1 I—Manchester, Bhe6teld, and Lhtcolushtre, 48 71—Metro-
palitan, 12.4-11idland, 1161 17 1,1 17 14 17 161 I—death
Es-tern, 151 051 I—Buffalo and Lake Huron, .ll—Orana
Trunk of 011,1411, 174—Great Western of Canada, 101-Crest
Lu•embours shares, a—British and Foreign Marine tLinsited,,
3 p.—Lancashire Insurance, p —Liverpool and London and
Clubc Fire and Life, p.—Queen Insurance, 4 d.-1.-nton
Marine Lltnite.l,, 31 p.—Atlantle 'telegraph 8 per cent., 31—
'll'lllA Shipowners, 1 d.—Liverpool Exchange, 261.

A conference on the Factory Act, which is ex-
citing some interest, is to be held at Wolverhampton on
the 18th inst., to discuss the probable effects of the
measure upon the education of the people. Mr. Baker,
the Inspect o- of Factories, will read a paper on the subject,
and Lord Lichfield, Lord Lyttelton, and Sir John Morrie
are iustongst those who are expected to be present.
GOOD TALKERSI.—Some of the best talkers,
according to their lights, will be found among the unedu-
cated *lessee, by anyone who will be at the pains to draw
them out. The power of telling a story well, with all due
embellishment of tone and gesture—including such a dis-
guise of the plain prosaic truth as all good storytellers
have a license for—belongs to some of this class in per-
fection. Shrewd remarks upon things and persons, founded
very often upon a nice discrimination of character ; satire,
keen, if not refined ; often very delicate flattery (if flattery
be not too harsh a word for what is much more like real
good breeding than the smiling insincerities of higher
life); and never, under any circumstances, those covert
sneers under the mask of politeness, of all social imperti-
nences the most insufferable, which pass too often unre-
hukeal. because to resent them involves almost an equal
breach of good manners, and which are the exclusive
accomplishments of the gentler sex. If sonic of the poor
Lad only their Boswells, what amusing volumes niight take
the place of some of our tedious modern biographies
Blorivroorts Maga:int for November.
Two TYPES OF FRENPHWOMEN.—They were in
every respect two nearly perfect types of French wo-
manhood,—of these two groat divisions of the female
sex in France. neither of which do we Englishmen
ever thoroughly understand. The elder girl was a
true representative of the by far larger class, which,
from Diane de Poitiers down to Madame Tsllien or
Madame ken-tinier, through all the Clievreuses, Men-
teapans, and Pompadours of three centuries, Las borne
haughtily in hand the banner of feminine courage,
activity, and intelligence, and gone unloving through
history. The younger one personified that infinitely
rarer order of women, humble and heroic at once, who,
from Jeanne d'Aro to Louise de la Valliere, worship the
idol, aud accept martyrdom as a fitting punidiment for
has ing loved. There is the one characteristic common to
the two classes:—both believe love to be an evil, a thing
unholy, and in the negation whereof lies true sanctity.
Only, while the one side achieves the triumph easily, and
puts heart and soul into ambition and intellectual pursuits,
the other side yields to the conqueror, end accepts
wretchedness and death as the fitting penance for having
loved. Much of all this is owing to the social constitution
of Franc*, somewhat more to the induence of the clergy
and their curious interpretation of catholic doctrines, hut
moat of all to the conventual wad physically ascetic educa-
tion of well-born women. But for the pivot round which
all social relations revolve in France, and on which depend
all her immoralities, and a vest deal of hoe intellectual
greatzess, you need look no further than to the condemna-
tion of love, held to as a principle by all Frenchwomen,—
by those who act up to, as well as by those who are faith-
less to it.—St. Paul's Magazine for November.