The Sun.
London, England, 1865-04-08 00:00:00

Miscellaneous Periodicals.

Can You Forgive Her ? By Anthony Trollope.
No. XVI. Chapman and Hall.—Three or four
numbers more will enable us to decide definitively
whether we Can or Can-not Forgive Her—that is,
Alice Vavasor, in her extraordinary fitfulness in play-
ing fast and loose between her two lovers, that horrid
George, her cousin, and that only too good and
excellent Mr. John Grey, of Nethercoats. If she
decides at length in favour of the latter, we almost
fancy that we can, of ter all, accord her our forgiveness
—our very magnanimous forgiveness, as readers of her
history. John Grey, excellent gentleman as he is,
visits John Vavasor, Alice's father, in the Signing
Office, Chancery-lane—pays into Drummond's
Bank the two thousand pounds necessary to meet
the bills to that amount given by Alice to George,
her disreputable cousin—dines with Alice and her
father in Queen Anne-street, Alice contriving there
and then to carry herself with some dignity when
she first meets her discarded lover in the drawing-
room. Preparations are made in this number for
the going abroad, in the very midst of the season, of
Mr. Palliser and Lady Glencora—Alice having con-
sented to accompany them upon the Continent.
The novelist shows sldllin striking fire out of the
flinty temperament—in drawing blood out of the
stony-heart of this seemingly cold, passionless, love-
less, unloveable aspirant (until now) to the post of
Chancellor of the Exchequer ! There is actually a
prospect of emotional tenderness in the future
career of the heir to the title and estates of the
Duke of Omnium—surely a miracle in its way
on the part of our author bearing in mind the inci-
dent of Mr. Palliser's lawless billing and cooing
(in very cold blood) with Lady Dumbello in that
earlier record of " Framley Parsonage !" Before
the flitting towards Switzerland of Mr. Palliser, Lady
Glencora, and Alice Vivian (if they really are to go
there)—the latter pays a visit of a few days to her
cousin Kate (that horrible George's sister) down at
the old Hall in Westmoreland, where some most
amusing scenes occur in reference to the loves, and
in the end the bethrothal even of Mrs. Greenow
and Captain Bellfield. At the very close of the
present number, just at the very moment when
Captain Bellfield is pleading with the widow, that
she should ratify her acceptance of him with a kiss
out upon the country high road—the middle-aged
lovers were interrupted in their full-blow coquetries
by the sudden driving up to them of a carriage—
containing, we shrewdly suspect, no other than
" Poor Cheesy," as the widow calls him, Mr.
Cheeseacre of Oilymead. If so—that is, if our con-
jecture here turns out to have been correct--we
may look at the opening of the next number for a
grand scena between Mr. Cheeseacre and Captain
Bellfield, the fair widow's accepted and rejected
suitors.

Dr. Webster's Complete Dictionary of the English
Language. Part IV. Bell and Daldy.

A third of the new serial issue of this most com-
prehensive of English Dictionaries has already, in
the publication of this present instalment, made its
appearance. It extends—the present (April) in-
stalment, that is—from Epigraph (7rtypacsi) to
Harp (tipm)). The three-columned letterpress is
sown, as previously, with illustrative woodcuts. It
is—given to the world in a piecemeal form—a very
cyclopmdia in a single compilation.

Le Corrispondant. No. 114. Charles Douniol.

Paris.

The variety of themes touched upon in the pre-
sent number of our distinguished contemporary the
Correspondant is to our mind exceptionally remark-
able. It presents to view a diversity recognisable,
we cannot but think, even at a superficial glance.
The opening paper, penned by the Viscomte de
Meaux, relates to what in France just now may be
called, without exaggeration, the question of ques-
tions—the Religious Question, that is, in the Senate.
M. Raudol thereupon descants upon that inexhaus-
tible theme for the student of the philosophy of
history—Napoleon the Great painted by himself !
Immediately afterwards,. we have the commence-
ment of an authorised translation of Lady Georgiana
Fullerton's charming novel of " Constance
Sherwood," one of the most graceful effu-
sions of that good and gifted imaginative
writer— still chiefly noticeable among her
peers, to our thinking, as the authoress of " Grant
ley Manor." As a conspicuous illustration of the
progress of public works in Paris, " The Recon-
struction of the Tuileries" is commented upon by
M. Gustave Nast. Again, Russia and Poland are
taken up as a twin subject for disquisition. An-
other contributor selects as his theme—Tne Voyage
to Parnassus of Cervantes—M. Cartier weighing in
the balance of his judgment the aspect and value
and general tendency of Christian art at Rome in the
Nineteenth Century. Under the head of Scientific
Review, Arthur Mangin contributes an interesting
essay on " Spontaneous Generations." Eleven
minor reviews by P. Bonham, appear under the
collective title of Literary Criticism. Added to
which there is the usual epitome of the Events of
the Month, followed by the customary Biographical
Bulletin.

FIRE NEAR BLACKFRIARS BRIDGE.----A fire broke
out on Wednesday on the premises of Messrs. Burton,
engineers, John's-place, Holland-street, Blackfriars-road.
Owing to the inflammable nature of the stock in the various
shops it was at one period feared that the entire plant would
have fallen a prey to the flames. The fire was not extin-
guished until two of the workshops were destroyed. The
origin of the fire is unknown. A fire also took place in
Noble-street, near the General Post-office, but the damage
done was not considerable.

YANKEE AmENmEs.---The following is an extract
from a letter written from Baltimore to an officer of
the Rappahannock :—" Baltimore, March 6.—On Thursday
last I received your very kind and thoughtful letter, an-
nouncing my brother's departure. I feel it is useless for me
to thank you. Knowing as you do the circumstances con-
nected with my brother's long absence from home, you
must know how anxious we all feel for his safety, and how
gladly we hail any news of the truant boy. I feel sad, of
course, when I think of the many perils that surround him,
but I know his cause is just, and when I see our noble and
brave soldiers, who have for two years been confined in
Northern bastiles, famished and hungry, pass through our
City of Plenty,' and insults heaped upon our ladies, be-
cause charity prompts us to give them a cup of cold water,
I bless God that I have a brother who can and will avenge
their wrongs and ours. You cannot describe the thraldom
under which we are living. We are unwilling subjects,
with a tyrant for a king. You would be surprised and
shocked were I to enumerate one half the atrocities that
are daily heaped upon us by these Yankee Vandals. One
only I shall mention. I think it would be well if the Euro-
pean press would handle the matter a little ; it might shame
them (the Yankees) back into the manhood they seem to
have lost. I blush to think that such vile specimens of
humanity fall heiri to the proud title of Americans. One
day last week, while a lot of half sick, half starved, and:
half clothed prisoners wore passing through our city, hu-
manity prompted the ladies to offer them some nourish-
ment ; when, to our utter astonishment, the guard made
a brilliant bayonet charge on the women and children,
wounding some 13 ladies. Their villany was only stopped
by the shouts of the ambulance drivers crying "Here's the
Clipper extra—another battle—nobody hurt on our side."

Cr( Tat

HER MAJESTY.

WINDSOR CASTLE, April 7.

The Queen, with their Royal Highnesses Prince
Alfred, Princess Helena, Princess Louise, and
Princess Beatrice, arrived at the Castle at a quarter
before 7 o'clock last evening from Buckingham
Palace, attended by the Viscountess Jocelyn, the
Hon. Mrs. Bruce, Major-General Seyniour, and
Lieutenant-Colonel Du Plat.

The Queen, accompanied by their Royal High-
nesses Princess Beatrice and Prince Leopold, went
out in the grounds this morning.

His Royal Highness Prince Alfred, attended by
Lieutenant Haig, went out hunting.
To-day is the birthday of his Royal Highness
Prince Leopold.