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London, England, 1856-09-30 00:00:00

I'ELAI:ID.

the General and staff re-assembled on the parede.groued,
and inspected the let, 2d, 31, and 4th battalions, which
had been drawn up for the occaeion in divisions, under
the various colonels cemmeuding. The General mi-
nutely inspected the eccontretuent4, aed carefully elite
voyed the regimental necesariee, for which purpose, in
Lis progress down the lines, he occasionally ordered a
man for Nerd to unpack his kit, which he examined. Tee
inspection of the 6th, 7cle S be 9th. and 10th battalions
is to take place to-day ; the 11th, 12th, 13th, and 14th
to-morrow ; and the hooks and accounts, &c., on the
following days of the week. The regimental music, which
is daily performed on the enclosure facing the Artillery
Barracks at Woolwich, is ordered to play from 4 to d
during the winter season, the weather permitting.
Mejor Boothty's compeny of the 6th Battalion Royal
Artiliery, Brevet-LieuteCoh Ady's company of the 9th
Battalion, and Captain Colclough's company cf the Ist
Battalion, are under orders to proceed to Leland to-
morrow from Woolwich. Major Boothbv's eolipany con-
siete of 20 non-commissioned officers, 100 guunels, and 2
tiuminters. The other two companies have a similar
number, with the exception of 16 instead of 20 non-
commissioned ufficers. Capt. Colclough'e company will
relieve others ordered to return to headquarters at
Woolwich. 1 non.conitn;ssioned office, and 10 gunners
of the Ist battalion Royal Artillery ; 19 gunners of the
b%h battalion, 10 gunuere of the Gth battalion, and 1 non-
commissioned officer and 3 gunners of the 7th battalion,
are to proceed from headquarters, Woolwich, on the 17th
and 27th October, to fill up vacancies at Gibraltar.
The following appointments were made yesterday at
the Admiralty :—Commander E. W. Tumour, to the
Raleigh ; Commander Joseph Edye to the Colossus ; E.
T. 11. Buyer, naval cadet, to the Colossus.

AYTOUN'S NEW POEM.

DUBLIN, MONDAY MORNING.
MR. SMITH O'BRIEN.

Bothwell,. A Poem, an six Parts. By W. Edmon-
stoune Aytonn, D C.L. Blackwood and Sons.

The Limerick papers of Saturday announce the
death, on that morning, of the Dowager Lady
O'Brien, mother of the present Lord Inchiquin and
Mr. W. Smith O'Brien. By this event the latter
gentleman obtains an increase to his income from
the family property of about 3,0001. per annum,
the deceased lady having enjoyed a life interest to
that amount in the Cahirmoyle estaie, and which
was strictly settled on Mr. Smith O'Brien and his
heirs after her dernise.

A spirit stirring, Scottish, hist.orical ballad•poem
that would have gladdaried the eyes of eld. Sir
Walter Scott, and have. muvt'l tie heart of young
Sir Philip Sidney as with the sound of a trumpet
—Bothwell will sustain, without in any appreciable
degree enhancing Professor Aytouti?-s reputation.
As a whole, it is worthy of him—yet in no way be-
yond, even if it really equal what his master-hand
has already accomplished. And what that hand
has accomplished the lovers of pathos and frolic, of
impassioned eloquence and of satiric acrimony,
know lull well, and knowing appreciate even to the
extent of a wide-spread and mmiFee toil admiration.
Hence the popularity secured to his various pro-
ductions almost immediately upon their successive
appearance. Hence the gay triumph won for his
Book of Ballads, by that arch-wag of wags, Bon
Gaultier ! Hence the contagious peals of laughter
provoked (in that name of seriocomic particularity,
the name of T. Percy Jones) by the spasmodic
tragedy of Firmilian ! Hence the rapid pas-
sage through nine large, and some of them
costly, editions of what still remains William
Edmonstonne Aytoun's most remarkable contribu-
tion—simultaneously to our poetical, and historical,
and imaginative literature—his fervid, earnest,
inspiriting national lyrics, the Lays of the Scottish
Cavaliers. Another, and more elaborated pa-
triotic ballad, coming within the same category, a
new Lay of one of the more fierce and daring, and
at the same time one of the more execrably base
and blood-stained Cavaliers of Scotland, is this
" Poem, in Six Parts"—commemorative of Both-
well—the infamous James, Earl of Bothwell, who,
as third husband of the beautiful and unfortunate
Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots (partner of her throne
by the brute force of a lawless conspiracy), was
(strange to tell) at once a Rebel and a Sovereign I
Throughout the Poem, as the Author remarks in
the course of his brief but sufficient Preface, ho has
not once deviated,. he tells us, from what be con-
siders to be the historical truth. In corroboration
of which fact a variety of valuable and interesting
Notes are (according to Professor Aytoun's wont)
appended. By one
,of the most succinct and
curious of which notes the reader is reminded very
vividly of the astonishingly rapid sequences of the
principal events in the romantic history of Mary
Queen of Scots. Beginning with her marriage
with the Dauphin, on the 24th of April,
1558, and ending with her incarceration in Loch-
leven ou the 15th of June, 1567. Nine years,
crowded with so many joys and sorrows, with
so much splendour and abjection, with
so many tragic events and pathetic vicissitudes
Married, as we have seen, on the 24th of April,
1558, to the Dauphin, Mary was espoused on the
27th of July, 1565, to Darnley, and on the 15th of
May, 1567, wedded in terror and anguish to the
remorseless Bothwell. Remaining in the first in-
terval a widow scarcely five years, her royal hus-
band, Francis 11., leaving expired prematurely on
the sth of December, 1560 ; and in the second in-
terval wearing the weeds little more than three
months, Henry Darnley having been barbarously
murdered on the 10th of February, 1567, by the
horrible Gunpowder Plot of Kirk-o'-Fields. In
reference to which deed of darkness it should never
be forgotten by those who cherish so much fana-
tical bigotry in connection with the grim remem-
brances associated with the sth of November—
that that conspiracy was a projected vengeance for
a crime not only projected but actually accom-
plished in the previous century ! Darnley, the
father of James I. of England and VI. of Scotland,
having really fallen the victim of the Gunpowder
Plot of Protestant conspirators, as his son was after-
wards nearly falling a victim to the Gunpowder Plot
of Roman Catholic conspirators. The one, a dark
deed absolutely accomplished; the other a darkdeed
projected, but never accomplished. Remembering
whivh it seems scarcely just that sectarian animosi-
ties should be still sedulously and rancorously kept
alive in regard to the co-religionists of intending
criminals—while the actual criminals of an earlier
generation are abandoned wholly to the damning
Nemesis of History alone, without being recalled
periodically to popular remembrance and execration
by the sour-flavotred prayers of an implacable and
scurrillous anniversary. There has often been a
talk of our sweeping away by legislative enactment
that portion of the Church-service relating to the
sth of November. Nevertheless, it still remains—
glorified by the squibs and crackers of our ingeni-
ous street urchins ; as much the idol of the zealot
as to the small London boy is the ragged old Guy
annually borne from house to house upon a rush-
bottomed chair. However, to return to Professor
Aytoun's Poem from this incident/4i episode °feral-
clam in reference to whet-:e-shat poem of his he has
so admirably described, namel', the real Gunpowder
Plot, the realised plot of James Bothwell, and not
the merely projected plot of Guido Fawkes—it is
especially worthy of notice by the readers of this
stirring ballad, that it portrays the third
husband of • Mary as he really was, accord-
ing to the most creditable witnesses (Harries, for
example, and Throckinorton), with all his
crimes unglozed, with all his daring, his ambition,
and his remorse. Extending over "Six Parts"
though it does, the whole poem (220 pages 8vo.) is
nothing less than a Monologue ! Bothwell himself
loquitur throughout. The scene from first to last,
lying in his dungeon* in the Castle of Malmoe, in
Denmark ! So that poring over these extended
verses, the reader of the "Six Parts" of this La-
mentation might be half-tempted to ask with the
voluble and bewailing Earl—

" Is it the dripping of the roof,
Or plunging of the sea,
That thus infects me with the weight
Of ttreir monotony ?" (p. 21)—

might be half-tempted to ask, we say, but that the
nervous eloquence, the pathos, the passion, the
verve, we might almost add at times the cestrum
or afflatus of the poet, carries us onward un-
weariedly and eagerly to the final couplet, upon
the stropg current of his enthusiasm bearing up,
so to speak, the ample pinions of his imagination.
From the dungeon of Malmoe Castle, as from a
watch-tower, we look back with the imprisoned
and despairing Bothwell upon the salient points of
his fierce and desperate career. The incidents
being enacted all over again, so to say, under
the lurid glare of his remorseful memory. How
distinctly, how vividly, how picturesquely—let the
poem itself declare, in accents (some of them)
" the world will not willingly let die." The recol-
lections of Bothwell coming, ever more and more
wildly to us, to the accompaniment of the dia-
pason of the ocean washing ever and ever around
the walls of his Danish dungeon. Au accompani-
ment audible from the first when we hear—
" With thundering hurl, the angry sea
Smite on the crags below."
Audible, as audible to the last as when the Cap-
tive Earl howls to the eagle flying over the storm-
, tossed vessel—

" Down with thy pinion on the mast,
Scream louder in the air,
And stifle in the wallowing sea
The shrieks of their despair."
Admirable as the poem is as a work of art,
when examined piecemeal we cannot but regard
it, in its main design, as—a mistake. It is by an
error of judgment, we conceive, that the speaker
in Aytoun's Bothwell (as very recently in Tenny-
son's Maud) is a madman—a maniac with lucid
intervals ! A rhetorical lunatic, no doubt of it—
but still, when all is said and done, a lunatic, whe-
ther rendered so by despair, or remorse, or an-
guish, or horror, it matters nothing. Perhaps for
this very reason our author may be held the less
responsible for plagiarisms resulting from a griev-
ous disorder of the memory—au error in Both-
well's instance, howbeit, which magnifies a molehill
into a mountain : changing plagiarisms as such into
anachronisms of portentous magnitude. To say
nothing of the Scottish Earl's memento of his first
worship of the young and lovely Queen of Scots,
reminding one so vividly of Pope's celebration of
Belinda's cross, as one—
" That Jews might kiss and infidels adore."

What shall we say of that reminiscence from the
Poet-Laureate t

" With rapiers drawn and pistols bent,
They seize their wretched prey ;
They wrenched her garments from his grasp,
They stabbed him where he lay."—Bothwell.
" They should have stabbed me where I lay,
Oriana !
How could I rise and come away,
Oriana !
How could I look upon the day t
They should have stabbed me where I lay,
Oriana!
They should have trod me into eay,
Oriana 1 "—Oriana.
Again, passing by as, comparatively speaking, un-
worthy of particular notice that mention of Christ-
mas—

" Full many a hearth is decked to-night,
To bail the blessed worn,
On which, in ages long ago,
The Saviour child was born."—Bothwell—
So " wondrous like" poor Gerald Griffin's lyrio
upon the same sacred festival, beginning—
" The Christmas light is burning bright
In many a village pane,

* A dungeon, by the way, in which, while Bothwell
bewails his eternal separation from his old castle-home,
" The Hermitage," he can find no solace in the thought
sung so exquisitely in an after age by the poet Lovelace
[will Professor Aytoun forgive the punning quotation?]—
" Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an hermitage."

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Anti many a cottage rings to•night
With many a merry *.train :
Young boys and gir:s run laughing by,
Their hearts and eyPs elate ;
I eau hut think on mine and pig",
For I am desolate,"
What shall we • say of that (cloubtleii unwitting)
recollection of Burns ?
"They NI .ge at will the m-tintnin pathg,
They the falcon cry ;
And here, within a loathly cell,
A fettered slave am I."—/logervell.
"The gowan blooms upon the hill, the primrose by the
brae ;
The hawthorn's budding in the glen and ni,lk white is
the slae ;
The meanest hind in a' Scotland may rove thy sweeti

artiativ.
But I, tl►e of a' Sootland, tomtit lie in !nisi)»
strAt,g."----Buyns,
What of that other transcript from the Laureate 7
" toll 1111/ of for hreali
Oh hi ter leAr3 'the shed,
Of the sad cry st►e misel to lio.iven,_

g God ! that I were dead !'"- -Bothwell.
As everybody knows—literally the refrain of Mr.
Tennyson's Marianna in the gloated Grange.
Precisely as that other passage—
" Ring on, ye bells ! Let others throng, &e.
Ring ou tor them! I hear you well, tiz,:!."

—Bothwell.
is but the reiteration of the dulciauous and well-
remembered
" Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky !
Ring out the old, ring in the now I
Ring out the false, ring in the true, &c."
—ln Memoriam,
Precisely, too, as that outburst in Bothwell,
"By heaven it was a glorious sight," &c.,
ilia the dim echo of
" But, oh 'twas a glorious sight to see
The charge of the Coristian chivalry !"
What most amaze us, however, among these evi-
dently unconscious transcripts by Professor Aytoun
are the two hereafter particularised, one from Scott,
the other from Byron. To wit—
" 0, never rest your faith on worth• '
Pens are for priests ; trust nought but swords."
—Bothwell.
"Let women, Edward, war with words,
With curses monks, but men with swords."
—Sir IValter.

And, to crown all—
" There is a peak of guilt so high
That those who reach it stand above
The sweep of dull humanity,
The trail of passion and of love.
The lower clouds that dim the heavens
T,uch not the ni,untain's hoary crown,
' And on the summit, thunder-riven,
God's lightning only smites them down !"
—Bothwell.

" He who ascends to mountain-tops will find
The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ;
He who surpasses or subdues mankind
Must look down on the hate of those below,
Though high above the sun of glory glow,
And far beneath the earth and ocsan spread,
Round him are icy rocks, and keenly blow
Contending tempests round his naked head :
And thus reward the toils which to those summits lead."
—Oltilde Harold.

As Lord Byron himself, however, used jocosely
to contend when subjected to similar accusations—
plagiarisms are proofs positive, first of all, of a
man's extensive reading, and, secondly, of his re-
tentive memory ! Apart from all such casual evi-
dences of either of these enviable capacities on the
part of Professor Aytoun, Bothwell abounds, hardly
less than the Lays of the Scottish Cavaliers, with
tokens of those many rare intellectual powers
which in their peculiar and forceful combination
constitute our author's distinguishing characteris-
tic. That characteristic of poetic fire, energy, en-
thusiasm, or impulsiveness, which tends to associate
his genius in our minds with those of a Tyrtgeus or
a Campbell. It is the conspicuous charm of his
heroic song—that deep, sad, earnest passion which
seems to throb in its very rhythm, and to vibrate
in the manly and sonorous rhyme marking the
measure of each musical cadence. Throughout the
whole of this laboriously-sustained. monologue,
Bothwell, sooth to say, is the not unbefitting
exponent of that lyric enthusiasm which is, so to
speak, the origin of the dynamic force, of the
hidden motive power setting in play Professor
Aytoun's imagination. Whether the lawless cap-
tive is listening awe-fully while—
" . the midnight chimes proclaim
The hallowed season come,
When Heaven's broad gates are opened wide,
And Hell's loud roar is dumb."
Or remembers with scornful indignation how it
came to pass that Darnley neglected his beautiful
Queen for Queans far less beautiful—
" Left her, with base unmanly threat,
Alone to weep and pine ;
Tiya• Infer* hie in hArlOtsr
And hiccup o'er his wine."
Whether at another moment lie is muttering to
himself, as it were, with ground teeth and flashing
eyes—

fap~,

" If laggard laws delay redress
For insult or for wrong,
There is no arbiter like steel
So ready and so strong ;"
Or in the wild, imaginary anticipation of the dread
thunder-blast that blew old Kirk-o'-Fields
ruin he marvels to himself among the revels of
Holyrood on the night of Darnley's murder—
" What, if that Babel should be stilled,
Struck dumb by one tremendous knell,
What, if the air above were filled
With clanging from the clocks of hell 1
It is ever in accents resounding and energetic that
Aytouu breathes the whole fervour of his fancy
through the lips of Bothwell. Very seldom, indeed,
does it happen through the whole protracted length
of the Six Parts of this extended Monologue that
the prevailing energy drops down into the bathos
of a puling anti-climax, as (Part v., s. xii.), where
the rebel earl exclaims—
" 0 wretch to fashion such a lie !
0 slave to ruin one so fair 1
0 false to faith and chivalry
0 villain,. well may I despair !"
As seldom as the lines halt through the casualty of
a careless scanning, as when (twice in the poem)
the rival Queen of England is spoken of with no
regard at all to the exigencies of her polysyllabic
name-of-fame : ex. gr. :
" And fiercely blazed Elizab th's wrath
Against the lneklei•is pair, &c."
No I—verve and verse for the most part through-
out the whole poem are, with these rare
exceptions, entitled to all but unconditional
commendation. The noblest passages in the
production, to our thinking, being those de-
scriptive successively of the assassinations of
Riccio and Darnley, of the abduction of Mary
to Dunbar, and, above all, of the memorable duel
in the Billhope glen between the Warden of the
Marches (Bothwell), and that sturdiest of all his
foes, John Elliot, of the Park. One after another
each of those foes of his, we are told, fell before
the Warden of the Marches—Whitehaugh and
Mangerton, Johnstone and Armstrong--
I had them all, but only one,
John Elliot, of the Park,
As stalwart and 9,3 bold a man
As ever rode by dark.
I sought him far, I sought him near,
He bail id all my men ;
At last I met him face to face,
Within the Billhope glen.
Short parley passed between us twain—
" Thou art the Warden 1" " Ay.!
Thou, Elliot. of the Park 1" . " I am."
" Wilt yield thee 1" "Come and try !"
We lighted down from off our steeds,
We tied them to a tree ;
The sun was sinking in the west,
And all alone were we.
Out flew the steel ; and then began
A sharp and desperate strife.
For Elliot fought to 'scape the cord,
I fought for fame and life.
Ha, ha I were he alive again
And on this dungeon floor,
What joy with such a man as that
To cross the sword once more !
The blows he fetched were stark and strong,
And so were mine, I ween,
Until I cleft his head-piece through,
And stretched him on the green.
" Wilt yield thee now 1" " I will not yield
But an'ye promise grace."
"That must you ask upon your knee
Before your Sovereign's face."
Blinded with blood he struggled up—
" Lord Earl I" he said, " beware !
No man shall take me living yet ;
Now follow, if you dare !'
I slipped upon the broken moss ;
And in the sheugh we rolled,
Death-grappling, silent, heaving each
Within the other's hold.
He passed above me and I felt—
Once—twice—his dagger drive ;
But mine went deeper through his'breast--
I rose but half alive !
All spun around me—trees and
hilbl—
A mist appeared to rise ;
Yet one thing saw I clearly yet
Before my fading eyes :
Not half a rood beyond the burn,
A man lay stiff and stark ;
I knew it was my stubborn foe,
John Elliot, of the Park.
• I strove in vain to sound my horn,
No further strength bad I ;
And reeling in that lonely glen
I fell—but not to die.
A descriptive passage, that, worthy of the harp,
the hand, the voice, whence came the glorious and
inspiriting Lays of the Scottish Cavalif ;rs:. Verses,
those, having the true " ring" in. th em—full of
heroic passion, and of a charm strwagely- and .tkildly
picturesque. Bothwell, let it be observi)d, is briefly
but gracefully inscribed by the auth or, " To Sir
Edward Bulwer Lytton, Bart., M.P.': —to the

Peet of King Arthur, to the Satirist of the Nets
rimon, to the Rornancist of My tcovel—" In
Memory-of a Visit to Holyrood." Blackwood has
told the reason why Sir Edward might, in a man-
ner, have claimed the dedication of the volunie to
himself " t.y right"—relating as old Maga has done
in the number for last August (p. 223), that upon
the occasion of that visit paid together to Holy-
rood by the Scottish bard and the English novelist,
the latter, turning to his companion, said—" Let
the world hear the story of Bothwell !" And it
leas heard it accordingly—heard it, as it were,
from the lips of the recreant hero of the tale him-
self, through the medium of this impassioned and
artistically elaborated Monologue.

SKETCHi: OF LI)NDON ACTORS.

MR. WI4IBSTER

If there is ono (pettily ;thew another for which
Mr. Weliiter c.leliritte,l it is that of taking
pains. Wu think that he 'is himself aware of his
distinguishing excellence, and is proud of it. He
has none of that fire of inspiration which, although
it may sometimes bring to light hidden beauties,
as often hurries an impetuous actor into extra-
vagances. Ho is, on the contrary, a careful stu-
dent of the limits by which the capabilities of act-
ing are bounded. He is liable to under-act rather
than over-act a parr.' He would rather miss half-
a-dozeu excellences than commit a single fault.
He is careless about extending his outline,
but he is scrupulously watchful as to the filling
it up. He is the Mieris or the Jan Steen of
actors. His finish is admirable. But then he
wants breadth. He never interprets largely, but
he always interprets accurately. He sees in a given
part all that the ordinary reader sees, and he gives
expression to his view of the part in a manner that
no ordinary actor could do. And this is all owing
to his wonderful power of taking pains, of bring-
ing to bear upon any given object of study all the'
histrionic qualities with which nature has endowed
him. He leaves none of his faculties uuworked.
He gets one hundred per cent. out of them all.
He never, like all common actors, or like many
actors of genius, has to reproach himself with hav-
ing left any portion of his work unfinished. This is
a most serviceable and useful peculiarity. By dint
of it Mr. Webster has gained, and maintained, a
position in public esteem which, although not so
lofty or dazzling as that achieved by the public's
prime favourites, has yet led to no inconsiderable
amount of fame and fortune. By unwearied study
and care he has surmounted certain difficulties
which would have been insuperable to one of less
energy. After years of labour, during which he
was constantly rising in his profession, he was en-
abled to rent, as lessee the house which had made
his reputation as an actor. In his farewell address
to the audience after the lesseeship of 16 years, he
told them that he took the Haymarket without the
assistance of a single farthing beyond what he had
saved by rigid econnmy out of a very small salary.
During that time he said he had paid 20,0001. to
authors, and large sums to the theatre and to
actors. His, he said, was the longest lesseeship
on record. These assertions testify to an extra-
ordinary amount of energy and determination.
It would be difficult to point out characters in
Mr. Webster's repertoire which are more distin-
guished than the rest for those qualities in which
be excels. There are some which afford greater
capabilities for his talents than others, but owing
to the peculiarities to which we have alluded he
seldom goes beyond the ordinary average of his
acting. In his least as well as his greatest parts
he always acts as well as he can act. There are,
however, some parts which, from their larger de-
velopment, are greater favourites with the public,
because they make larger appeals to their sympa-
thies than others. Among these we may mention
" Tartuffe." In this play, which only missed at-
taining the extensive popularity of many of the
pieces of the Adelphi on account of its total
difference from those pieces in point of construc-
tion and style—his acting was not to be surpassed.
It had, indeezl, none of the animal spirits break-
ing through the surface of hypocritical reserve
which was so remarkable in Dowton's " Dr. Cant-
well." 'He was the finished, undisturbed hypo-
crite all through. The perfect varnish of the cha-
racter was never disturbed by spot or wrinkle. As
au actor, acting the part of one who is acting, it
was admirable. Cymon Foxall in "The Beggar on
Horseback," and Nathan Thompson in " Borough
Politics," Dr. 011apod in the Poor Gentleman,"
the!Laird of Killicrankiein "Queen Mary's Bower,"
may be all specified as performances in which Mr.
Webster allows--no- fraction of an opportunity of
making the most of his part to escape him. He
does the most perfect
_justice to his_author, but
*at the same time he never embellishes him. It
cannot be said, therefore, that Mr. Webster ever
makes a part his own in the sense in which Keeley
and Buckstone do this. He never impresses his per-
sonality on the part. He is content to furnish his
audience with a faithful copy of his author's mean-
ing. He is as accurate as a photographer ;he is sel-
dom luxuriant, like an artist. With all.this, his
delineations are occasionally artistic in a high de-
gree, and few persons have had to compare him in
any particular part with another actor without hav-
ing to confess that, in taste, exquisite propriety,
and correctness, Webster is the superior.
His achievements as a manager have been
even more remarkable than those as an actor.
He conducted the Haymarket triumphantly
during 16 years. His career at the Adelphi has
been most prosperous. For his success he is in-
debted to that good taste and fulness of purpose
which distinguish his acting. His plays are got up
with an attention to detail which must involve im-
mense labour. No part is neglected, no capabilities
amongst the manager's resources are unused. The
Adelphi, under Mr. Webster's management, has
consequently been the scene of uninterrupted suc-
cess. To his other merits we may add that Mr.
Webster is a liberal patron of matters connected
with the drama, and is well versed in dramatic
literature. His judgment seldom deceives him.—
Daily News.

THE FREE LAND GRANTS IN CANADA.

The free land grants, which we have noticed in
former numbers, are creating much interest in Ca-
nada ; and, from the numerous applications which
we have had, respecting them, we are glad to find
they are also attracting considerable attention in
England. The terms of settlement, we find, have
been slightly altered, and i t is very desirable that
it should be extensively known that the former
conditions of settlement, on the Hastings, Adding-
ton and Opeonga Road, which required the appli-
cant to be a British subject, and produce testimo-
nials of character, have been rescinded. No secu-
rity could be given to the agent that the certificate
was genuinA, and to confine the grants to persons
now subjects of the British Crown would have ex-
cluded persons who make excellent and enterpris-
ing settlers, such as Germans, Norwegians, Swedes,
and even emigrants from the -United States, many
of whom will probably avail themselves if the
opening thus afforded. The conditions are as
follows : One hundred acres wilt be given
to any settler eighteen years old, and having
the means of providing for himself until the
produce of his land is sufficient to maintain him.
The bearer of the certificate must state to the agent
his name, age, condition, trade, or profession ;
whether he is married, and so the name and age
of his wife, how many children he has, the name
and age of each of them ; where he is from, and
whether he is the owner of land elsewhere. The
conditions of location are, to take possession within
a month, and to put in a state of cultivation at
least twelve acres of the land in the course of four
years, to build a house (at least 20 by 18 feet) and
to reside on the lot until the conditions of set-
tlement are duly performed ; after which accom-
plishment only shall the settler have a right to ob-
tain a title of property. Families comprising
several settlers entitled to lands, preferring to re-
side on a single lot, will be exempted from the
obligation of building and of residence (except
upon the lot on which they live), proyided that
the required clearing of land be made on each lot.
The non-accomplishment of these conditions will
.lause the immediate loss of the assigned lot of
land, which will be sold or given to another. The
road having been opened by the government, the
settlers are required to keep it in repair.—Cana-
diata _News.

ROYAL BRITISH BANK.—Yesterday the necessary
forms were gone through and the various documents
signed by Vice-Chancellor Kindersley, and forwarded
by epeeist messenger to Bury St. Edmund's, confirming
t be appointment by Mr. Edwards, his chief clerk, of
carding as interim manager of the affairs of this
bank. The interim manager will have to enter into
an'li are amount of recognisances as the court may
dirlct, and he will also have to find two or more
sureties. Now that the order absolute for winding-up
the affairs of the bank has been made, none of the assets
can be disposed of except by order of the court, and
the manager will at once, under the order of the court,
call upon all parties to deliver up all books of account,
deeds, instruments, easily bills, notes, and papers, in-
ekudnig " the little book with the little key," kept
by Mr. Cameron, the manager, he court will pro-
,ceed to determine what parties T
will be entitled to
:attend proceedings, and will appoint representatives of
eontributories or shareholders, who are entitled to
friapect the books and papers free. Criminal proceed-
ir.gH may be taken for stealing, embezzlement, or mis-
appropriation, on behalf of the shareholders, by the
manager, and a penalty of 1001. may be enforced on
any contributory concealing the estate of the company.
Creditors will now have to bo called in, and the list
of contributories will then be settled.