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Expectations—from which the work takes its title.
Pip! An unpromising name for a hero—to begin
with. Yet one that, however ludicrous at its first
sounding—wins upon us, somehow as the little hero
of the story himself wins upon us, while he is grow-
ing up ; until we come at length to like him and
almost as much (though never quite as much)
as Joe Gargery did; dear old Joe Gargery the
blacksmith. It is as Joe's child-companion that
Pip opens upon us in chapter one of " Great
Expectations." After the little boy's interview
that is with the terrible Escaped Convict hid
away among the shadows of the tombstones in
the country churchyard. And it is th© extraor-
dinary development of the poor ignorant Black-
smith's Boy into the gentleman, the well-to-do
and Educated Gentleman, that:is the marvel of the
tale throughout. Around that eccentric transfor-
mation are grouped together the most motley in-
cidents, and scenes, and characters. Here Satis
House with its weird occupant—that sane lunatic
of love and hatred (as one is almost tempted to
call her)—Miss Havisham. Here—lying off at a
little distance from the Marshes or the meshes,"
lying off there gloomily " like a wicked Noah's
Ark"—the Hulk with its grimly occupants.
Yonder—up in town—Barnard's Inn with its
lugubrious surroundings, and Pip's Garden Court
Chambers in the Temple, where on a windy, rainy
night comes the first astounding revelation
Yonder in the suburbs—that distracted home of
the Pockets at Hammersmith—and, further away
still in the west, that temporary abode of Estella
(ever haunted by the ghost of poor love-sick Pip) on
the old-fashioned Green at Richmond. So much in
a sentence or two—for a mere sprinkling of the
localities. But now—what possibly can be written
within the narrow compass of a few sentences about
the living and breathing personages peopling those
scenes : unless, indeed, the reviewer's pen could be

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guided for once by ono of those amazingly pre-
cocious precis writers who are alone apparently
presumed to go up for the purpose of passing the
ordeal of the Civil Service Examinations. A

simple enumeration of the names of these new

creations of Mr. Dickens would make a. very re-
spectable table of contents to a Biographical

Dictionary. The pick amongst them, and" only the

" pick," we e can here undertake even cursorily to
particularize. To begin, then, with the beginning,
there is burly Joe Gargery, the Blacksmith
already mentioned. Joe, now singing " Old Clem"
at the anvil. Now sitting at home by the kitchen
fire, feeling his right-side flaxen curls and whiskers,
and looking out with his blue eyes ("eyes of such a
very undecided blue that they seemed to have got
somehow mixed with their own whites") looking out
with his blue eyes until Mrs. Joe should make an
ominous grab at Tickler for the benefit of Pip, or
upon her own account, and for the advantage of
society generally, come out strongly " on the Ram-
page." Mr. \Vopsle, that excruciatingly ridiculous
Parish Clerk, who eventually emerges upon the
London horizon in the tragic line as Hamlet:;
but who, even when wearing that peculiar attire
called the sock and buskin, never cuts a more

ridiculous figure than at that early stage of the
stcry when—standing before the kitchen fire at
Joe's, after the convict hunt—be wildly cries
out No ! " With the feeble malice of a tired
man," says the historian—who then adds
gravely, " but as he had no theory [to support his
negative] and no coat, he was unanimously set at
nought—not to mention his smoking hard behind
as he stood with his back to the kitchen fire to draw

the damp out, which was not calculated to inspire
confidence." Then there is that immense ass,

Pumblechook, the corndealer or seedsmn of the

little country town, hard by the blacksmith's forge
and the marshes. Of Mrs. Gargery herself we
ought not to omit here to mention that when she
happens to be on tho Rampage, as even Joe allows,

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" candour compels fur to ad-mit that she is a Bus-

ter"—pronouncing this word as Joe pronounced it,
"as if it began with at least twelve capital B's."
As for the Pocket Family, our chief recollections in
regard to them are, that as to the children there
are seven, all being "not brought up but tumbled
up" (" four little girls and two little boys, and a
baby who might be either, and the baby's next
successor who was as yet neither")—and that as to
Mr. and Mrs. Pocket, the parents of the aforesaid,
they are described as having by their precipitate mar-
riage, so to speak, " taken Time by the forelock—
when, to judge from its length, it would seem to
have wanted cutting." Under Mr. Pocket's guid-
ance as tutor, Pip has for companions—Bentley
Drummie, the Spider, as we learn to call him after-
wards, "an odd looking young man of a heavy
order of architecture ;" and Startop, who is first
seen reading, and "holding his head as if he thought
himself in danger of exploding it by too strong a
charge of knowledge." Mr. Jaggers, the Newgate
Lawyer—whose prototype we could name in five
letters of the alphabet—Mr.Jaggers,with hisbanner
of a pocket-handkerchief, and his creaking boots,
and his huge hands scented with highly flavoured
soap, hands that he is always washing and towelling
after any very dirty case, sometimes scraping the
case out of his nails afterwards, is admirably drawn
throughout. So likewise, for that matter, is Mr.
Wemmick, his heal man of business—quite a du-
plex character, who sometimes turns up the " right
twin," and sometimes the " wrong twin"—with a
perpetual hunger upon him for " portable pro-
perty"—with his mouth now open, now closed
(tight) always a very " post-office"--dry as a chip
when at the office in Little Britain—genial,
cordial, in fact, coatless, and in his shirtsleeves,
when in his convivial little suburban retreat, The
Castle, down at Walworth ! Preposterously ridi-
culous though many of the scenes down there
are in themselves, they are nothing less than
charming at the same time in a thousane particu-
lars, what with "the Aged" (intensely deaf) chir-
ruping out perpetually, " All right, John, all
right," and what with Wemmick's congenial lady-
love, Miss Skiffins, with a figure like a child's
kite, and yet with a waist continually tempting,
Wemmick's arm to stray from " the path of virtue,'
as represented by the table. The Convicts of
various kinds that flit across the story at uncertain
intervals are one and all depicted with strangely
life-like touches from this master-hand, even to the
fact of their " bringing with them that curious
flavour of bread - poultice, baize, rope-yarn, and
hearthstone, which attends the Convict pre-
sence." The Convict—that is, Abel Magwitch,
otherwise Provis—is the mingled horror, and
interest, and—in some dim, blundering sense, also,
throughout, the book—charm of the whole narra-
tive. If only from the occasional " click in the
throat," the reader feels all along strangely that,
under that rough and loathly rind, there is a latent
core of goodness. Here, as an exemplar of the man,
we will extract from the opening chapter of the tale
the manner in which the Convict instructs little
Pip what to do upon the Arst evening of their
acquaintance—

" You bring me, to-morrow morning early, that file and
them wittles. You bring the lot to me, at that old Battery
over yonder. You do it, and you never dare to say a word
or dare to make a sign concerning your having seen such a
person as me, or any person sumever, and you shall be let
to live. You fail, or you go from my words in any partickler,
no matter how small it is, and your heart and your liver
shall be tore out, roasted, and ate. Now, I ain't alone, as
you may think I am. There's a young man hid with me, in
comparison with which young man lam an Angel, That
young man hears the words I speak. That young man has a
secret way pecooliar to himself of getting at a boy, and at his
heart and at his liver. It is inwain for a boyto attempt to hide
himself from that young man. A boy may lock his door, may
be warm in bed, may tuck himself up, may draw the clothes
over his head, may think himself comfortable and safe, but
that young man will softly creep and creep his may to him
' and tear him open. lam a keeping that young man from
harming of you at the present moment, with great difficulty.
I find it werry hard to hold that young man off of your in-
side. Now, what do you say P"
I said that I would get him the file, and I would get him
what broken bits of food I could, and I would come to him
at the Battery, early in the morning.
" Say Lord strike you dead if you don't I" said the man.
I said so, and he took me down."
Hence the whole after-mystery of their wonderful
relationship with each other. As a companion-
picture we must subjoin the description given
shortly afterwards of Joe's amazement when Pip
(bent upon procuring food for his convict betimes)
suddenly secretes his slice of bread and butter down
ones of the legs of his trowsers—

i.heit
Joe was evidently made uncomforhble what
sup-
posed to be my loss of appetite, and took a thoughtfulh'
e
out of his slice which he didn't seem to enjoy. He turned
it about in his mouth much longer than usual, pondering
over it a good deal, and after all gulped it down like a pill.
He was about to take another bite, and had just got his
head on ono side for a good purchase on it, when his eye fell
on me, and he saw that my bread-and-butter was gone.
The wonder and consternation with which Joe stopped on
the threshold of his bite and stared at me, were too evident
to escape my sister's observation.
" What's the matter now?" said she, smartly, as she put
down her cup.
" I say, you know !" muttered Joe, shaking his head at
me in very serious remonstrance. "Pip, old chap.! You'll
do yourself a mischief. It'll stick somewhere. You can't
have chawed it, Pip."
" What's the matter now P" repeated my sister, more
sharply than before.
•' if you can cough any trifle on it up, Pip, I'd recom-
mend you to do it," said Joe, all aghast. " Manners is
manners, but still your €,lth's your elth."
By this time, my sister was quite desperate, so she
pounced on Joe, and, taking him by the two whiskers,
knocked his head for a little while against the wall behind
him ; while I sat in the corner, looking guiltily on.
" Now, perhaps you'll mention what's the matter," said
my sister out of breath, "you stating great stuck pig."
Joe looked at her in a helpless way; then took a helpless
bite, and looked at me again.
‘h‘Yis()u cheek,kn know,
Pip," said Joe, solemnly, with his last bite
in
and speaking in a confidential voice, as if we
twotwe etrheaqluaiatte alone,to
tell
upon"3,ony andan ma
any
is
time.always
B ut friends,sneh aa"n_d
Id
he moved his chair and looked'abouyt the floor between us,
and then again at me—" such a most oncommon Bolt as
that I"

" Been bolting his food, has he ?" cried my sister.
"You know, old chap," said Joe, looking at me, and not
at Mrs. Joe, with his bite still in his cheek. " I Bolted,
myself, when I was your age—frequent—and as a boy I've

been among a many Bolters; but I never see your Bolting
equal, yet, Pip, and it's a mercy you ain't Bolted dead."
My sister made a dive at me, and fished me up by the
hair : saying nothing more than the awful words, " You
come along and be dosed."

Whereupon poor Pip is drenched with tar-water, as
ajudicious corrective. How pathetically dear old
Joe can talk, even with his feeble command of lan-
guage, let those say who have read his account of
his drunken old father going off in what Joe calls
" a purple leptic fit." " And it were my instruc-
tions," says Joe, " to have had put upon his tomb-
stone that, Whatsume'er the failings on his part,
Remember reader he were that good in his hart."
But, better than this, in the way of affording a clue
as to how far J^e himself "were that good in his
hart," take the following—where Joe and Mr. Jag-
gers are talking over the sudden dawn of Pip's Great
Expectations (long looked-for, but at last arrived)—
" Well, Joseph Gargery ? You look dumbfoundered ?"
" I am !" said Joe, in a very decided manner.
" It was understood that you wanted nothing for your
self, remember ?"
"It were understood," said Joe. "And it are under-
stood. And it ever will be similar according."
" But what," said Mr. Jaggers, swinging his purse,
" what if it was in my instructions to make you a present,
as compensation ?"
" As compensation what for P" Joe demanded.
" For the loss of his services." _ _ _

Joe laid his hand upon my shoulder with the touch of a
woman. I have often thought him since, like the steam-
hammer, that can crush a man or pat an eggshell, in his
combination of strength with gentleness. " Pip is that
hearty welcome," said Joe, "to go free with his services
to honour and fortun', as no words can tell him. But if
you think as money can make compensation to me for the
loss of the little child—what come to the forge—and ever
the best of friends 1---"

0 dear good Joe, whom I was so ready to love and so
unthankful to, I see you again, with your muscular black-
smith's arm before your eyes, and your broad chest heav-
ing, and your voice dying away. 0 dear good faithful
tender Joe, I feel the loving tremble of your hand upon my
arm, as solemnly this day as if it had been the rustle of an
angel's wing.
But I encouraged Joe at the tim3. I was lost in the
mazes of my future fortunes, and could not retrace the by-
paths we had trodden together. I begged Joe to be com-
forted, for (as he said) we had ever been the best of friends,
and (as I said) we ever would be so. Joe scooped his eyes
with his disengaged wrist, as if he were bent on gouging
himself, but said not another word.

Mr. Jaggers had looked on at this, as one who recognised
in Joe the village idiot and in MO his keeper. When it was
over, he said, weighing in his hand the purse he had ceased
to swing—
" Now, Joseph Gargery, I warn you this is your last
chance. No half measures with me. If you mean to take
a present that I have it in my charge to make you, speak
out, and you shall have it. If on the contrary you mean
to say--" Hero, to his great amazement, he was stopped
by Joe's suddenly working round him with every demon-
stration of a fell pugilistic purpose.
Which I meantersay," cried Joe, " that if you come
into my place bull-baiting and badgering me, come out I
Which I meantersay as such it you're a man, come on I
Which I meantersay that what I say, I meantersay and
stand or fall by l"

Another fragmentary passage—premising, however,
that this shall be the last—we are fain yet to add to
the foregoing quotations as an additional sample-
brick, after the fashion of Skolastikos. The brick
here, however—a very genuine brick—shall be no
other than—

Trabb's Boy !
Pip, in the plenitude of his good fortune—that good
fortune still, so to speak, all the time with a radiant
gloss upon it—is sauntering, glad at heart, through
the streets of his native town : when—" Fate," ex-
claims Pip himself in tones of anguish,while relating
the circumstance, " Fate threw me in the way of
that unlimited miscreant, Trabb's Boy"
" Casting my eyes along the street at a certain point of my
progress, I beheld Trabb's boy approaching, lashing himself
with an empty blue bag. Deeming that a serene and un-
conscious contemplation of him would best beseem me, and
would be most likely to quell his evil mind, I advanced
with that expression of countenance, and was rather con-
gratulating myself on my success, when suddenly the knees
of Trabb's boy smote together, his hair uprose, his cap tell
off, he trembled violently in every limb, staggered out into
the road, and crying to the populace, ' Hold me I I'm so
frightened feigned to be in a parcxyem of terror and con-
trition, occasioned by the dignity of my appearance. As I
passed him, his teeth loudly chattered in his head, and
with every mark of extreme humiliation, he prostrated
himself in the dust.
" This was a hard thing to bear, but this was nothing.
I had not advanced another two hundred yards, when, to
my inexpressible terror, amazement, and indignation, I
again beheld Trabb's boy approaching. He was coming
round a narrow corner. His blue bag was slung over his
shoulder, honest industry beamed in his eyes, a determina-
tion to proceed to Trabb's with cheerful briskness was in-
dicated in his gait. With a shock he became aware of me,
and was severely visited as before; but this time his motion
was rotatory, and he staggered round and round me with
knees more afflicted, and with uplifted hands as if beseech-
ing for mercy. His sufferings were hailed with the greatest
joy by a knot of spectators, and I felt utterly confounded.
I had not got as much further down the street as the
post-office, when I again beheld Trabb's boy shooting
round by a back way. This time he was entirely changed.
He wore the blue bag in the manner of my great-coat, and
was strutting along the pavement towards me on the oppo-
site side of the street, attended by a company of delighted
young friends to whom he from time to time exclaimed,
with a wave of his hand, ' Don't know yah I' Words can-
not state the amount of aggravation and injury wreaked
upon me by Trabb's boy, when, passing abreast of me, he
pulled up his shirt-collar, twined his side hair, stuck an
arm akimbo, and smirked extravagantly by, wriggling his
elbows and body, and drawling to his attendants, ' Don't
know yah, don't know yak, pon my soul don't know yah I'
The disgrace attendant on his immediately afterwards tak-
ing to crowing and pursuing mo across the bridge with
crows as from an exceedingly dejected fowl who had known
me when I was a blacksmith,tulminated the disgrace with
which I left the town, and was, so to speak, ejected by it
into the open country.
" But (adds Pip) unless I had taken the life of Trabb's
boy on that occasion, I really do not even now see what I
could have done save endure. To have struggled with him
in the street, or to hate exacted any lower recompense from
him than his heart's best blood would have been futile and
degrading, Moreover, he was a boy whom no man could
hurt; an invulnerable and dodging serpent who, when
chased into a corner, flew out again between his captor's
legs, scornfully yelping. I wrote, however, to Mr. Trabb
by next day's post, to say that Mr. Pip must decline to deal
further with one who could so far forget what he owed to
the beat interests of society, as to employ a boy who excited
Loathing in every respectable mind."

The squandering about the narrative of comical
incidents quite subsidiary to the progress of the
story, is something remarkable of its kind, even
with Dickens—such as the extraordinary amount
of "play" Joe contrives to obtain from his hat at Pip's
London Chambers—that hat which first of all is
described as having been held carefully by him, like
a bird's-nest with eggs in it ; but, as afterwards,
when perched upon the extreme corner of the
chimney-piece, demanding from its owner " a con-
stant attention and a quickness of eye and hand
very like that exacted by wicket keeping." No less
remarkable is the equally auent squandering
about him by our Great Humorist of little minor
characters of the most extravagant whimsicality,
the mere momentary recollection of which by acci-
dent in certain serious situations—say, when seated
in an omnibus, with a row of sedate people oppo-
site—becomes an almost painful tax upon one's
gravity, as Pope has it in a delightful line—

" Exceeds all power of face l"
Say it is the Avenger (own brother, we take it, to
Bailey Junior) Pepper, the boy-tiger, in blue coat,
canary waistcoat, white cravat, top boots, and
creamy breeches, who announces Mr. Gargery on
his arrival at Barnard's Inn. [" I thought he never
would be done wiping his feet," says Pip in this
place speaking of Joe's town apparition, " and that
I must have gone out to lift him off the mat, but
at last he came in!"]—Sayit is that "ridiculous old
woman of limited means and unlimited infirmity,"
Mr. Wopsle's Great Aunt—" who used to go to
sleep from six to seven every evening in the society
of youth, who paid twopence per week each for the
improving opportunity of seeing her do it." Or
Dolge Orlick, the blacksmith's assistant, imposing
his impossible name upon the village as an affront
to its understanding, slouching in and slouching
out wherever he goes, like Cain or the "Wandering
Jew. It is in association with this vagabond that
we have the hero of the tale, described as in a pre-
dicament of the most appalling kind imaginable
—the horror of this dire delimma being, however
lamentably marred, as such, by the reader's recol-
lection, that it is Pip himself (the otherwise, to all
appearance, inexorably doomed victim of this
devilish plot) who is the narrator of the circum-
stance, and who must consequently have been
snatched somehow from the very jaws of destruc-
tion ! It is the one inevitable, inartistic mitigation
of terror incident to and consequent upon the auto-
biographic form of narration. As an imaginary
Autobiography however, Pip's story of the rise and
fall of his Great Expectations must be prlnounced
in simple justice to be as truthful a revelation of
a human heart with all its fluctuations of good
and evil, with all its errors, and weaknesses, and
temptations, Mr. Dickens's
even that
heroesof and ou our
autobiographers,
chief favourite
among
Mr.Murdstone's " Brooks of She ffield " the " D2isy"
of Steerforth, tho
°P‘Doady" of little' Dora, the
"Trotwood" of A
comparative gentle-hearted unt ‘
Betsey,cPe noble, manly, loveable,
David
rfiaerl
ad! v
e Compared
insignificance,
him certainly as individualrnp creation, Pip sinks,
it must be admitted, into o
wYet Paiyp,'snotwithstanding,autobiography
as a work of self-delinea-
tion to the t
i
full as truthful in
highom the among ms oa
nmge m thea s t e r irned .
! As such it is not at ail unworthy of
assuming
its remarkable
emanations affords
additional evidence of the creative
power of this
plane from
great Original Genius, and of his sustained mastery
at his own will and pleasure, as he lists, just over
the depths of our Fears and, of our Laughter.
Scarcely anything has been here remarked—and
this purposely—in reference to the three para-
mount sources of the enthralling interest of this
singular tale of " Great Expectations." Miss
Havisham with her ghostly, ghastly Fate as that
Bride that was not to be, who had looked upon
an agony as terriole as that typified in the gorgon
head of Medusa, on her marriage morning, and
had thenceforth d
liverom youth into old ae
clad in her nuptial rafim6nt as in a white lace
shroud and in a white satin winding-sheet. Es-
tella, the brilliant, the beautiful and bewitching

Estella, with her heart of ice and her refrigerating
pride, and yet—in spite of all that haughty self-asser •
tion of hers—her terribly debased and evil parentage.
Offspring as the radiant lady proves to have been
of—shall it be said ?—a felon and a murderess !
Lastly, that third source of the all-absorbing in-
terest of the tale, the most potent attraction among
them all, and yet the very one that at the outset
seems to threaten only to prove throughout
an object utterly repulsive—Magwitch, alias Provis,
alias Campbell, that " mere warmint," that poor
dunghill outcast, that condemned felon and re-
turnedconvict, and despised and hunted fellow-crea-
ture! Magwitch, with his redeeming love for Pip, and
his ludicrous terror of being low, and that awful
little Book, on which he goes about the world,
swearing everybody he comes in contact with upon
the moment of their first acquaintance, and his
passion for "shorts" as a disguise, and his ambition
—the dominating and cherished ambition of his
life (as a mere warmint) to own a London Gen-
tleman ! It is an astonishing creation throughout,
from the first to the last, so horrible, so
laughter-moving, so degraded, and yet so
good a nature steeped in the dregs of
squalor and wretchedness, yet with so much gen-
tleness and such large capacities for enduring
affection still vital within it ! This portraiture of
Magwitch, in truth, while it is the last is very far
indeed from being the least among the many re-
markable successes of this kind achieved by the
same all-embracing and benignant Genius in the
living Dreamland of imaginative Literature. It is
intentionally, we repeat, on our part that we do not
here adventure upon anything more than a passing
reference to the three principal sources of interest,
but just now particularised as imparting their
blended attraction to the narrative of Pip's life,
and of the rising and the falling of his Great
Expectations. Anything beyond these merely
casual references to them here were incompatible
indeed with our immediate design of allowing the
Novelist himself, in his own inimitable way, and
according to his own peculiar pleasure, to make,
in the instance of many a Future Reader, his
own well-timed and designedly, tardy revelations.
The work viewed as a whole, now that it has ap-
proached the public at last in its completed form
we recognise as a production so true to life and to
reality, as so just a shadowing forth of human
nature (here recognised -anew for the most part
under the kindliest aspect) that we accept the Book
from its Author as little less than a Benefaction.

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MONEY 2UAIU(ET AND CITY. NEWS.

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A very moderate demand for accommodation is
still reported in the general discount market, and
the best bills are negotiable as low as 52 per cent. ;
the supplies at the command of the banks and pri-
vate firms being largely in excess of the require-
ments of the commercial community.
At the half-yearly meeting of the London Joint
Stock Bank, he'd to-day, the usual dividend at the
rate of 124 per cent. per annum was unanimously
agreed to.
Business in the English Stock Market to-day
has been rather dull, and the tendency of values has
indicated weakness, Consols having declined to
89a for money, and 90 far the account, or nearly
per cent. lower than they were yesterday after-
noon. The New Threes and the Reduced remain
at 894 2, and the 5 per Cents, are 107. Bank
Stock is firm at 231 ; India ditto flat at 2184- 220 ;
ditto 5 per Cent. Enfaced Paper at 914. Exche-
quer Bills, June. are 3s. to 2s. dis.
The New Indian Loan Scrip is 1001 I.
In the Foreign Market a further advance has
taken place in Turkish Bonds, the old 6 per Cents.
being 831 1-; ditto 1858, NI 671; ditto 11.00
; Brazilian, to 991;
e
Sardinianßonds nave
remain improvedat7Btto 6rBruvian have receded
to 954-.
The last week's railway receipts, ascertained up
to this day, are in round figures as under :

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1861.
Great Western £49,203
North-Western
South-Western

1860.
£19,718
90,500
21,045

Brighton 20,957 19,859
Midland
South-Eastern
Great Northern 25,352 24,983
Lancashire and Yorkshire
Bristol and Exeter .. 6,668 7,123
North-Eastern ..
Manchester, Sheffield, and Lincoln it... 12,203 12,022
North British 7,398 7,180
South Wales
Great South and West Ireland
Edinburgh and Glasgow 6,277 6,115
Grand Trunk of Canada
Great Western of Canada
These returns are of an unsatisfactory character
compared with those of the corresponding period
of last year. On the Great Western there is a
decrease of £515 ; the North Western of £1,885 ;
the Midland of £1,084 ; the South Eastern of
£4,473 ; the Lancashire and Yorkshire of £3,491 ;
and the Great Southern and Western of Ireland of
£263. The South Western shows an increase of
£1,890; the Brighton of £1,098; the North
Eastern of £1,113; the Grand Trunk of Canada of
£750; and the Great Western of Canada of £217.
A meeting of the Bank of New South Wales took
place in Sydney on the 24th of April, when a divi-
dend at the rate of 15 cent. per annum was declared.
The operations in the English Railway Share
Market have been of an unimportant character, and
little variation has taken place in values. Caledo-
nian, South Western, Manchester, Sheffield, and
Lincoln, North Eastern (Berwick), and South
Eastern, however, improved about 55., while Mid-
lands declined 55., and Bristol and Exeter, 10s.
Great Western, North British, and South Wales
brought previous values.
In the Foreign and Colonial undertakings there
was little change of importance. Namur and
Liege brought 8k ; Grand Trunk of Canada, 19f ;
Great Indian Peninsula, 95k 96; and East Indian
98% 99.
Joint Stock Bank and Miscellaneous Shares con-
tinued at about former quotations.

BRITISH FUNDS—CLOSING PRICES.
Bank Stock
3 per Cent. Reduced Annuities 893 / i
3 per Cent. Cons*ls Annuities
New 3 per Cent. Annuities B9B i I I
5 per Cent. Annuities.....
Annuities, 20 yrs, expire iith Jan., 1880 —
Ditto for 30 yrs, expire sth April, 1885.. 152
India Stock. •••••• ..........
Ditto 5 per Cent. .............. 991 i 0 It/
Ditto Loan Scrip, 5 per cent
GFtsiDeexleiniktedta'olrA. 1003: lit i
Ditto Enlaced Paper, 4 per Cent —
Ditto 5 per Cent............ ...... 943,
Ditto oi per Cent
Ditto Debentures, 1863
Ditto 1864
Ditto Bonds £l,OOO
Ditto under £l,000
'2onsols for Account, Aug. 7.
............ 90 i 84 90
India Stock for Account ................
Ditto S per Cent
March. June.
Exchequer Bills, £l,OOO, 2d........ _ ;2 dis
D,t-to £5OO ... 3 dis
...........
Ditto Small
FOREIGN FUNDS—aims/Nu PRICES.
Brazilian 5 per Cent......... 99.1
Ditto 4i per Cent. 1858 ..
soo.l.id.
.......
7i
84
Ditto C- per Cent., 1860
I\3:ep:ver.CZt
123,
223 /
New Grenada Active, 31 per Cent.
Ditto Deferred
Peruvian 41 per Cent ..
Account

Ditto Account
Ditto (Uribarren), 41 per Cent.
Portuguese 3 per Cent., 1853 461
'ordinian 6 per Cent • ......
Ditto Account ...................... 781
Spanish 3 per Cent .. 481
crkish 6 per Cent .............. .....
Ditto Account ......................801 80
Ditto New Loan .................... 661
Ditto Account ............
Ditto £lOO Bonds ......
Dividends on the above payable in
London.
THREE O'CLOCK.
Consols, Money
Ditto Account B9l 90

Share

Belfast and Ballymena
Bir., Wol., and Str. Val.
Birk., La., and Ch June
Blyth and Tyne
Bost, Sleaf. and Mid.Co
Bristol and Exeter
Caledonian
E'armartlien & Cardigan
Cork and Ban den
Cork, Blrock., krassagc
Cornwall .
DO A (A
gets no div.
Do B , until 6pc peran.
r hasbeen d.toß
Dublin & Belfast, June
Dun., Perth, &Ab. June
East Anglian...
Eastern Counties
Eastern Union, A stock
Do do B do
Do Nw A, late EU3ds
East Suffolk
Edinburgh & Glasgow
Edin. Perth, & Dundee
Forth &. Clyde Junction
Furness
Glasg. and S. 'Western
Great Nthn. a Scotland
Great Northern

Do do A stock ...

Do do R do
Gt. S. AD W. of Ireland
Great Western

Do Str -Val gua. stock
Trish South-eastern
Lancashire & TorkshirC
Loudon and Blackwall
Lon., Bright.. & S Coast
Land., Chat., and Dover
Lond. &Nth. Western
Lond. & Mb. Western
L'derry & Coleraine
derry & ni sßill en
Wan. Shef. (Cr, Linooin ,
Maryport and Carli sle
Do do shares
ITetropolit an
Jfidland

Do new . •
Do Nrming. k Derby
Xfhl. Gt. W. of Ireland
I Do shares
Mid Kent

Do, Cray Line
'ewcaatle and Ctrlisle '
Newry t Annav,h, def
Newry, Warnpt. Ros
Norfolk
North ...
Nor.Dey.Rail&Dk.stoo'•
D 4tk ; A reel no d
until 6pcnas beenpd.l3
Do B stock
Nth. Eastern—Berwict
Dodo, a .N.E. purchase
DoLeeds ....... .......
Do York . .
(North London ........

6 7
94 93
100 1001

5 6

42 43
8i 9
17 18
491 594
39 41
28 30

L 9.16 I

Do new.
North tafrordshire
N. and S. W. Junction
Not. &Grantham Rail
rzebles
Portsmouth
Scottish Central
Scot N. E., Aber. stock

Do Scot. kid. stock...
Shropshire Union -
Sittingbourne & Sheer.
South Devon ..........
S.-Durham & Lane. Un.
South Eastern ........
South Wales
S. York. and River Dun
Staines, Wok,. and Wok
Stockton & Darlington

100
100
100
10 13 4
100
100
100

Do do

Do New (1860)
!Taff Tale .......• .• .•

Do Pret. No 1
ThamesilavenDk&llail
Ulster ......... .

D 0.......... ...... ..

Vs le of Neath
Victoria Sta. and Pim
Waterford & Kilkenny
Waterford Limerick
!West Cornwall
;West London

51 CI

Do Ist class ........

Do 2cl class ..
IVestilartlePool Efarbr

and Rail
West Midland—Oxford
Do. Newportj
Do. Hereford!

4$ 48
42 14
86 88

Do..
Do..

Gt.North.l
E. Counts.

Do.
:Gt. West
Yk.N.&Tir,
Yk.N. Ard.
Do.
iDo.
tLnt N.W.
S. Eastern
Peto &Co.
Norfolk
'Do.
1L NWW-3 1i

tifid land
E.Counto
Do.
Do.
Do.
gidland
LAr NW
L.Yk.
Do.
t.North
P. Bra ssey
Do.
n`Clean
t. Wes,.
L.& Bryky