The Sun.
London, England, 1867-08-14 00:00:00

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HER MAJESTY, &c.

OSBORNE, Aug. 13.

The Queen, the King of the Belgians, Princess
Louise, and Princess Beatrice drove out yesterday

afternoon.

Major-General F. 11. Seymour was in attendance
upon horseback.
The Prince and Princess of Leiningen dined with

the Queen and the royal family in the evening.
Count Van der Straten-Ponthoz had the honour of
of being invited.
The King of the Belgians took leave of the Queen
this morning on his return to Ostend.
llis Majesty, attended by Count Van der Straten-
Ponthoz, M. Devaux, M. Brewer, and Dr. -Mill-
iner, embarked at eleven o'clock, at Trinity Pier,
East Cowes, on board his yacht, which left shortly
afterwards.

The lion. Mortimer Sackville West and Major-
General F. H. Seymour attended his Majesty to
Trinity Pier.
Mr. Desanges has had the honour of submitting
to the Queen's inspection his sketch in oil for a pic-
ture which he is painting of her Majesty laying the
foundation-stone of the Central Hall of Arts and
Sciences at South Kensington.

THE PRINCE AND PRINCESS OF WALES.
The Prince of Wales, attended by General Sir
William Knollys and Captain Ellis left Marlborough
House early on Monday morning for Sandringham.
His Royal Highness returned to Marlborough
house yesterday afternoon.
The Princess of Wales drove out yesterday after-
noon, attended by the Hon. Mrs. Harding°.

LITERATURE.

Cometh up as a Flower. An Autobiography.
2 Vols. Second Edition. Richard Bentley.
We are not surprised to find this novel, so re-
cently published, already in a second edition. It
bears about it the unmistakeable evidences of vitality,
freshness, and vigour, and originality. There is no
striving after effect from the first page to the last,
it is written indeed currente colony), with a fulness of
feeling and a fearlessness of utterance quite refresh-
ing to the wearied reader of common-place frivo-
lities. The story itself, very simple in its incidents,
is on that theme of all others the most pathetic and
the most popular—that theme which imparts a
tenderer interest to the thrilling legend of Lam-
mermoor, and a sublimer pathos to the mournful
ballad of Robin Gray. The tale is an auto-
biography ; it is related by the heroine. Nelly
L'Estrange is the spoiled darling of the last
worn-out head of an old, impoverished house
—a very Castle Rackrent, as she calls it. Ex-
quisitely tender is the affection which unites the
neglected, half-educated, spoiled little Nelly, and
her old Dad, as she lovingly and unceremoniously
designates him. A sad picture of the domestic
trials incident to many a sinking household is pre-
sented in the early chapters of this book. Here is
a mournful, life-like glimpse of
NELLY'S FATHER.
My father was in his old velvet arm chair, and was
sitting, loaning forward with his head between his hands,
in a pose sufficiently expressive. You did not need
to' see his face to tell you that here was a
man careworn and weary, on whom the sun of
his life's afternoon was beating scorching hot, a man with
whom life was going awry—awry 1 should think it was
the old house was going down hill, and he did not like it ;
the brambles had sprung up rankly, and wore choking the
Lebanonian cedar. Bravo as the Spartan boy, ho kept the
vitals gnawing fox hidden under his cloak, away from the
eyes of the coldly prying world—a world often remarkably •
curious in seeking out and putting its fingers through
the tatters in its neighbour's coat—a world that would
"poop and botanise on its mother's grave!" I gambolled
up to him in a kid-like manner. " Well," said I cheerfully,
" I suppose the tea is quito cold and you're quite cross,
and lam to have a real good scolding, aren't I?" Then I
stooped and kissed the whitened hairs.
" Eh, what ?" said ho, thus suddenly called back from
his joyless reverie; " indeed, Nell, I'd furgotton your very
existence that minute."
" What could have chased so pleasing an image from
your mind's eye ?" said I, laughing.
" What always chases every pleasing image," he an'
swerod, gloomily.
hills
" Bills, I suppose," returned I, discontentedly ; "
bills, bills ! that's the song in this house from morning to
night. Is there any word of one syllable in the English
language that includes so many revolting ideas ?"
"None except hell," said my father bitterly, " and I
sometimes think they're synonymous."
Very dismal are the surroundings of Eleanor's girl-
hood, but lightened from within at first by her intense
affection for her father, and afterwards by the pre-
sence of another affection " coming up as a flower
and filling her life with brightness and bloom. Speak-
ing of her happy emotions in those memorable
days, the fair autobiographer, quoting from the
canticle of Solomon, " For lo ! the winter is past ;
the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on
the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come
exclaims, " It seems to me the exquisitest, joyfulest
love song ever penned. It translates the spirit and
essence of the spring into words. Spring out of
doors, spring in my heart." Like pictures in a
dissolving view, joys and sorrows succeed each other
in the warm, impressionable heart of poor Nell),
L'Estrange. At one time she exclaims, out of the
fulness of bitter experience, Sighs are the gales
that blow us to heaven, I sometimes think ; they
breathe unconscious weariness of the here,' and
longing for the ' there.'" It is as a result of this saw°
chequered experience, we may suppose, that we find
a somewhat contradictory opening to two chapters
in the second volume. Chapter vi., which begins
with the question " Am I wrong in thinking that
memory is the cruellest gift ever vouchsafed to
man ?" and chapter xiv., in which, commencing
with an allusion to the facility of forgetting griefs,
the narrator exclaims, " To me, it seems, that what
points the sting of every grief is the thought that a
time will come when we shall grieve no more.
We have likened the story, in a certain degree, to,
thz; ever-memorable ballad of " Auld Robin Gray.
There is a scene towards the close of the narrative
that recalls the painful " situation" of that heart-
rending ballad. It is where the two lovers (to°
late) meet and comprehend their misfortunes.
" We say nothing for a while, only we look into
each other's eyes with passionate, desperate long-
ing across the mighty chasm which yawns be-
tween us." The character of the two heroes,
Major Macgregor and Sir Hugh Lancaster, are j>:;
their different ways capital, and the old lather
.
also is most naturally depicted. We cannot speak
so favourably of the treacherous Dolly, who, let
us hope, has no counterpart in-actual life. Novel
readers may expect much from a writer so original
his thoughts, and so fearless in expressingd
them, as is the author of this very clever an
interesting tale.

THE LATE IMPERIAL VISIT.—His Imperial
ness Izzedin Effendi, tho oldest son of the Sultan, durlub
the late Imperial visit, is said to have made an intellectual'
observation unprompted by any tutor or attendant.
the amiable child—of whom everybody, oven his unle'4l
seems to be fond—was being driven to Buckingham 1313e-
with his father, amid the hearty cheers of a groat 11313 g
lish crowd, he exclaimed all of a sudden, " If those pc°Pl°,.
come some day to see us in Constantinople, shall we 0".
be able to show them anything like this, or will our 109
Osmanli give themselves half the trouble to be /dna tc:,
then as they have taken about us ?'"rlie Sultan 10"
immensely delii;ht,d, and told his youthful son tha think
tlio
Tints would do their best; but that ho did not
people living in such a town as London would evor leave
it for Constantinople. Ile subsequently repeated the halo
fellow's question with considerable glen.
UNJUST WEIGIITS AND MEASURES.-011 10IldaY
at a petty session of the Justices held at the courthouse ef
the Tower Hamlets, in Great Prescott-street, 58 trades
inell
and others were convicted and lined as under, for the Ils°,
of false scales, weights, and measures. Tho list embraced.
eight licensed victuallers, two beer retailers, 12 chandleiS,
seven butchers, four coal dealers, seven greengrocers, ton
tobacconists, ono baker, ono pork butcher, ono corn and
flour dealer, one ehoesomonger, two grocers, one oilmat
and one person keeping a stall in the street for the
theeaf
of fish. The total of the fines was £BB 155. Three of _
parties not paying the amounts of amercement up t.O the
rising of the court wore sent to the liouse of Correetio, tier
Coldbath-fields. two of them being for two meatus
priouracut.