The Sun.
London, England, 1870-04-01 00:00:00

MAGAZINE DAY.

BLACIMOOD—has more than usual variety this
month. Two instalments of its current serial stories,
" john," and " Earl's Dene," each the sixth instal-
ment. An anecdotal review of Combes' acccount of
the "Pi incesse desUrsins." Four sprightly prattlings
from Cornelius O'Dowd. Three pieces of " padding "
—and two biographical papers, wondrous in their
contrast : one on " Chatterton, the other on that
right noble preux-chevalier of Catholicism, the
" Count Charles de Montalembert."

FRASER —gc,s in this once' uncompromisingly for
ponder() icy. The "Agricultural Labourer" is the
first theme, the last being "National Armies and
Modern Warfare." Between which two extremes,
pastoral and thunlerous, we have an Eighth
chapter on "Life in India," and a First Lec-
ture (by Professor Max Miit!er), on the " Science
of Religion:" " The Cost of a Napoleon,"
not wanting in cynical suggestiveness, is appro-
priately enough followed by what is, at any rate,
not wanting in music, some rhythmical lines by
William Atlingham on the " Rising of Jupiter."
" Irish Politics and the Irish Priests," as if that was
not enough, is followed by Professor Rogers's views
on " Capital, Labour, and Profit. "A Fortnight in
Kerry," by tho Editor, is succeeded by " The
Future of Turkey," as sketched by John Vickers.
After which we have some charming stanzas, entitled
"Jietrorsum," from J. G. Whyte Melville.
MACMILLAN—Ieads off with au excellent paper by
J. H. Fyfe, on "Sir George Cornwall Lewis," a man
of mark, equally eminent as a Statesman and a Phi-
losopha. Miss Dinah Muloch concludes, in the
present instalment, her serial story about " A Brave
Lady." Those who list (shall we say in the blues?)
may consult, according to their own pleasure, the
nextlpaper,by A.P. 4, on—" Consultative Commit-
tees iu matters Ecclesiastical." A. Freemati—is the
very one to tell, as it ought to be told, all about
" The. Origin of the English Nation." Commend
us to the paper on " Sinollett at Nice."
But guard us from such namby-pamby metri-
cal maundetings as those indulged in by
no leas gifted a man than the Dean of West-
minster, anent a theme so awful in its sublimity as
the divine incident of "The Transfiguration."
THE CORNHILL— is, as usual, chiefly remarkable
for its new instalment of Charles Reade's powerful
and enthralling serial story, "Put Yourself in his
Place," the illustration to which, for April, is worthy
of having been pencilled by the late George 11.
Thomas.

LONDON SOCIETY—in its turn, too, has a very
charming embellishment, really pencilled by an
artist of that name, W. L. Thomas, to wit—a draw-
ing entitled " Springtime."

THE VICAR OF BULLHAMPTON-by that inexhaus-
tible tale-teller, Anthony Trollope—is more than
ever interesting in its present number, which, by the
way, is its penultimate instalment. A double
number and a half will, the next time,
bring the story to its conclusion. Gillmore,
the Squire, is thrown over, that is, jilted,
most shamefully by Mary Lowther, and our sym-
pathies are for the first time with him, and with him
thoroughly. The denouement, we clearly foresee, in
the revelation at last of Walter Marrable's worth-
lessness—the demonstration of which, as we con-
ceive, will mainly rest with Carry Brattle, that faded
flower of the flock of the bluff old miller of Bull-
hampton.