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THE MAGAZINES.

Blackwood's Maganne.
There is an article called " The Epic of the
Budget," which is written in an effective style.
There is much truth in the epitome thus given—
" As patriots, hardly anybody is satisfied ; as parti-
sans, nearly everybody is pleased." The writer of
this sketch takes a very hopeful view of the future
prospects of the Conservative party, and declares
their advent to power may soon be expected through
the disruption of the ranks of their adversaries, who
are gradually failing through their own mismanage-
ment. All lookers-on at the momentous game of
polities must know the truth that exists in the
following statement, although of course many would
not own it, and some for party purposes would
deny it :—The Whigs, from a long enjoyment of
the spoils of office, cannot bear to be deprived of
what they regard as their perquisite, and conduct
their opposition with unusual virulence--by foul
means if not fair, by calumnies, by unnatural coali-
tions, they will move heaven and earth to get back
their places. We know of few things more dis-
graceful than the manner in which the opposition
to Lord Derby's first and second Administra-
tions was carried on." After criticising Mr.
Gladstone as a hazardous Chancellor of the
Exchequer, and alluding to the arrogance of
his tone in debates and the " paroxysm of passion"
which he displayed when his measure was threat-
ened with defeat, this article concludes with a brief
resume of the unsuccessful results to the Ministers
of the Parliamentary campaign—" It is the fate of
a weak Government to grow in weakness, and of a
strong opposition to grow in strength. We do not
know whether in the records of any session of Par-
liament a Government was known to have sustained
so many and so hurailiating defeats as the present
are. The decision on the Galway Contract was not
that of a particular minister, it was a decision re-
viewed and confirmed by the Cabinet. They adopted
it in all its force, yet a few nights after the repeal
of the paper duties had been decreed by the House
of Commons, the Government were forced to eat
their leek and to accede to the motion of Mr. Gre-
gory, that a select committee should be appointed
to inquire into the wisdom of the decision at which
Ministers had arrived. Mr. Disraeli did not miss
the opportunity, but distinctly pointed out that
here was a question of confidence, andyet the Govern-
ment meekly conceded to let a select committee ques-
tion its decision and override its policy. It was a just
retribution, and a symptom of inevitable decay. It
was the former, for it amounted to a confession that
after all their calumnies there was a case for inquiry
that the Tories might not have been so very far
wrong, nor the Whigs so rigidly correct as had
been imagined." Those who desire the most to
uphold the conduct of the Ministers must have felt
that they were either too hasty at the beginning or
too wavering at the end of this dispute, and cer-
tainly no one ever damaged the consistency of a
cause more than Lord Palmerston, by purposely
going out of his way to boast of having annulled
the contract, and then turning round to agree to a
re-consideration of the entire question. If it was
the duty of the Cabinet to make a departure from
established custom and disavow the promises of
their predecessors it was still more their duty to
stand by that decision, and boldly explain why
they had done so, and then take the risk as they
had before taken the responsibility of the affair.
However, public objects of interest are made
the rise and fall to suit party motives.
" Norman Sinclair" is approaching its termination,
and in this instalment some of the characters are

withdrawn. It was rather heavy at the outset, but
for some time past it has improved in animation,
and been an object of interest to the readers of this
magazine. " The Barbarisms of Civilisation" is a
very amusing article, that satirizes the many so-
called improvements of the day. It is written in
a very humorous style, and cannot fail to attract
even where the reader may not altogether agree with
some of the diatribes launched against the innova-
tion of the social system. It is said, " There are a
great many inventions amongst us of which neces-
sity was never the mother, and which we should be
a great deal more comfortable without." A very
ludicrous summary is given of the various plans
that have been made in the domestic arrangements
by the untiring energy of these ruthless inventors ;
they are here stigmatised as "justifying any amount
of persecution that could have been brought to bear
upon them in the ages which we call barbarous, and
which do seem to come direct from the fountain of
evil." This smart sketch will be found very well
worth perusing, mid no one can fail to be amused
with its sallies and witticisms. " The Bookhunter
Again" is a continuation of the subject that was
before considered in these pages. It is a very sug-
gestive subject, and will doubtless be studied with
satisfaction by the erudite reader. "The Orleans
Manifesto" is a brief analysis of 'the celebrated
letter. It observes that the French ministers were
most impolitic in resorting to such violent measures,
as they thus spread the evil they wished to sup-
press. " Here it is, in our hands, in a
Berlin reprint, and it exists also in a German trans-
lation." " Judicial Puzzles" in this number refers
to Spencer Cowper's case. It was a very singular
one, and additional importance is given to it from
the fact that Lord Macaulay has made mention of
it in his last volume of history. It is observed that
" the opportunity of a double fling at Quakers and
Tories has been too great a temptation." There are
some verses entitled, " The Farewell of the Seal,"
which refer to a tradition of Shetland, which is
very curious, and the lines are written in a sowing
measure, and without being remarkable for merit
they are pleasing. "The Demise of the Indian
Army" take a lugubrius view of affairs in that country,
but concludes with a hope that the fears of the writer
may not be fulfilled in the future, he not
being of the number of those who—
" Would rather that the Dean should die,
Than their prediction prove a lie."
" The Disruption of the Union," is a sensible article
on affairs across the Atlantic. It states that the
present outcry against England is unreasonable
beyond all precedent. This difficult subject is very
fairly treated in these pages, " Hook's Archbishops
of Canterbury," are criticised in the opening paper.
It is observed that his promotion to the Deanery
will have been of service, if only to furnish us with
a readable History of the English Church. "It
was much wanted, for drier food than was usually
presented to the reader under that title can hardly
be imagined." Altogether, there is much to fur-
nish the reader with interest and information in
the contents of this number of Maya.

Fraser's Magazine.
The opening article in this number is founded on
Lord Stanhope's Life of Pitt, and pays a high tri-
bute to the genius, resolution, and public spirit of
the great Minister. It is remarked that he has
been, until the present year, without a Hograpber,
in the true meaning of the word, as the memoirs
hitherto published have been little more than chro-
nicles of his public acts and sayings. The article
is chiefly devoted to the earlier portion of Pitt 's
career and his startling entry into public life. In
commenting upon his immediate success in that art
of Parliamentary debating, which it usually requrequiresi
long years of study and experience to mature, t is

justly said, that although his father's fame and his
own academical reputation secured him a favour-
reception, they only made the trial more severe,
since he had to fulfil great expectations. Much of
' the readiness and confidence which were remark-
able in so young an orator was, doubtless, due to
Lord Chatham's skilful training,and it must always
be matter of regret to his admirers that he did not
live to witness his care so worthily repaid. Of
course, in the limits of a brief paper like the present,
it is impossible to do more than touch upon the chief
points in Pitt's official career. It is justly observed
that he had many difficulties to contend against,
from which modern statesmen are exempt. Among
these are reckoned the interference of the King,
the insolence of his own Chancellor, the separate
Parliament of Ireland, the,prejudices against want of
pedigree and the intense acerbity of political an-
tagonism in those days. The greater diffusion of
general knowledge, the higher character rand in-
creased force of public opinion, and the extension
of the fourth estate have all combined, the writer
considers, to lighten the task of our legislators.
" Under all aspects, therefore," he remarks, " even
the ordinary difficulties of ruling the State would
seem to have been greater in Pitt's time than in
our own, and astonishment at his character is vastly
increased when to all these there comes to be added
the immense and extraordinary weight of responsi-
bility which was singly thrown upon him from the
outbreak of the French Revolution to the close of
his life." The present instalment of " Good for
Nothing" brings us to a startling event in the life
of poor Gilbert Orme. In his rambles in Australia
he discovers the long absent Latimer, Ada's hus-
band, who was believed to be dead, and whose sud-
den re-appearance annihilates all his castles in the
air. The other story, " Ida Conway" also chronicles
important events—the elopement of Countess Doro-
thea with the Pole, and another addition to Ida's
admirers. A criticism on Mr. Theodore Martin's
translation of Catullus speaks of the recent emenda-
tions and abstractions which have transformed the
ancient versions of the Latin poet. Another paper
treats of another poet of the same sunny clime, but
belonging to a very different age. " Petrarch and
his Times" are discussed by the same author who
recently gave us an essay on the greater and sterner
Dante. It is remarked in the opening passages
that the two great men who gave the first impulse
to the literary renown of their country were also
intimately connected with its troublous vicisstude.
If Dante's life was darkened by the fierce contests
of the Neri and Bianchi, Petrach was saddened by
the Papal abandonment of the seven-hilled city for
the undignified retirement of Avignon. But in
outward circumstances, Petrach was by far the most
favoured. "He was the minister of Popes and
Emperors, the chosen envoy of States, the
cherished friend and counsellor of warlike
and astute chieftains ; while, at the same
time, he was the pride and admiration
of his humbler compatriots, the oracle of the learned
over all the civilised world. If the consciousness
of unbounded fame and universal respect are the
most valued rewards of genius, Petrarch enjoyed
a happiness which Dante and Shakspeare might
well have envied." The clever and eloquent writer
who assumes the pseudonym of " Shirley" contri-
butes an able and thoughtful paper on "The Im-
potence of History." He entitles it "Tile Sphynx,"
an I enforces his arguments by some remarkable
illustrations. There is undoubtedly much truth in
his observations, and it is to be hoped that they
will serve to caution his readers against that hasty
and decisive judgment of motives to which we are
all so prone, and by which we compensate
for our cautious scepticism on other points.
" Saint Saturday" is a very just and sen-
sible article which enters fully into those prac-
tical difficulties which beset the artisan in the ra-
tional employment of his holiday, and which theo-
retical philanthropists so often refuse to recognise.
The plan which has been adopted with such signal
success at Derby, Chester, and other places seems
to meet the difficulty admirably. It consisted of Sa-
turday evening entertainments, composed of vocal
and instrumental music, and short readings of prose
and verse. The programme was carefully selected
and judiciously varied, and the proceedings only
extended over two hours. The success of these ex-
periments has been remarkable, and it is observed
that in all cases they paid their way, " which
cannot often be said of philanthropic ventures."
At Derby "the campaigns of three winters proclaim
the experiment a complete success." On fifty Sa.
turday nights the hall has been opened, and there
have been audiences every night, in all weathers
ranging from 200 to 300 when the programme
was dull and the night unfavourable, to 1,200, with
numbers turned from the doors, when there has
been some special feature of interest. Surely it
would be worth the while of our active social re-
formers to inaugurate some entertainment of this
kind in the metropolis when the long dark evenings
set in, which drive the workingman on his Satur-
day half holiday to the one comfortless, crowded
room, probably undergoing tne weekly cleaning,
or to the too attractive gin . palace. Before
creating a want it is wise to find a
supply and it is useless to give so much spare time
without the means of spending it. It is very well to
talk of mental cultivation, but men who have been
hard at work all the week, and can scarcely perhaps
read or write without an effort, are not very likely to
acquire much of science or literature through the
medium of solitary study. If few among the
educated classes would care to spend a leisure
evening over solid works of instruction we may
very much doubt the probability of those whose
bodies are more trained to exertion than their
minds, resisting all temptations and forsaking the
public house for solitary reading. An entertain.
ment of the kind alluded to is a very different thing
and would go much further towards cultivating the
higher faculties, besides having the beneficial 'effect
of " uncanonizing Saint Monday," whose place in
the workman's calendar would be well supplied by
a rational " Saint Saturday."

Bentley's Miscellany.

As the publication of Harrison Ainsworth s new
historical romance, in its entirety, is announced by
the Messrs. Chapman and Hall as immediately forth-
coming, we presume that the story in its piecemeal
form or periodical issue from month to month in
Bentley's Miscellany is now fast approaching its
termination. By the readers of the Miscellany the
intimation that it is so will be heartily regretted.
For " The Constable of the Tower" has now been so
largely growing upon their interests, that its dis-
appearance from the magazine will come upon them
as nothing less than a positive deprivation. It has
been a pleasaht reminder to the readers of Bentley
of the palmy days of that periodical—when those
delightful little boys of Cruikshank blowing pia.
mater bubbles and scattering flowers through all
the merry dozen of months making up the year
from January to December, introduced to
us—now the Parish Boy, Oliver Twist, now
the daring housebreaker, Jack Shepherd. Rather,
perhaps, it should be said that the Constable's ap-
parition in Bentley's Miscellany has come to us
more agreeably by reason of its introducing us
again into the Tower of London under the guid-
ance of that accomplished master of the romantic,
William Harrison Ainsworth, author of " Rook-
wood" and of " The Merchant's Daughter." The
instalment of " The Constable" for July presents the
readers of Bentley with no less than nine chapters
of the third Book—that third book being signifi-
cantly entitled "Plot and Counterplot." In theselast
chapters the Admiral and the Protector are contend.
ing fiercely far the mastery. As yet with the advan-
tage altogether upon the side of the latter. Chapter
L relates very cleverly a momentous interview be-
tween the Admiral and the Master of the Mint at
Bristol—Sir William Sherrington. The seventh
chapter revealing the last-mentioned unfortunate
subjected to the torture under the Council's exami-
nation. It is not only, however, that the " crea-
ture" of Seymour falls a prey to the superior ad-
dress of the Lord Protector—the Lord High
Admiral himself is by his puissant elder Brother
made a state prisoner in the Tower, in defiance of
the wishes of his loving nephew, the Sovereign.
The conclusion of the ninth or final chapter of this
present instalment is full of breathless interest—
leaving the readers in eager expectation of the
denouement. Edward the Sixth insists upon the
release of the Lord High Admiral in opposition to
the mandates of the Protector and the authority of
the Council—THE CONSTABLE of the Royal Prison
and Palace, yielding obedience at length to the
peremptory commands of his Majesty, being
heartened to the venture by the presentation t 3
him of the signet ring of the young monarch. The
antechamber being at the moment strictly guarded,
Seymour escapes from durance through a secret door
or sliding pannel under the arras in the apartment
in which the King, the Admiral, and the Con-
stable arc conferring together. Scarcely has Sey-
mour passed from view when the villain of the story,t3
his Italian Esquire, Hugo Harrington, upon his
track like a bloodhound. And so the July e
instal-
o-
by an
very
merit is brought to a most tantalising
close
ingenious contrivance to thatend by the
the earlier
story master hand of our romancist. Among
scenes depicted in this portion of the of
"The Constable," two are especially note w orthy—
one, the description of a locality; one, the record
of an event. The locality—Sedley Castle, close
by the quaint old tower of Winchconabe. The
event—the death of Catherine Parr. sudiey
Castle being now a beautiful and picturesque ruin
crumbling with age, overgrown with mantling ivy
—a lovely spot perfectly familiar to ourselves as it
is in its present condition—formerly (at the period
of which Mr. Ainsworth writes) a noble edifier, not
unworthy of being the home of one aspiring to
wield
the sceptre of these realms. Here is Hari ison
Ainsworth's brilliant description of this palatial/

residence of the handsome and ambitious Seymour
and of his Queen-wife Catherine Parr :
Pursuing the plan he had recommended to Dorset, Sey-
mour spent a portion of his time at Sudley Castle, in Glou-
cestershire, whore he kept up a princely establishment, and
by his hearty and engaging manner won the good opinion
of all the yeomen and franklins in the neighbourhood.
Situated about a mile fi om Winelicombe, amid the beauti
ful hills of Gloucestershire, this magnificent castle was
erected by Lord Boteler, who subsequently assumed the
title of Sudley, in the reign of Henry VI., on the site of a
still more ancient edifice, constructed by Radulphus, Earl
of Hereford, at the time of the Conquest. " The Lord
Sudley who builded the castle," says old Leland, " was
a famous man of war in King Henry V. and VI th's days,
and was an Admiral as I have heard on sea; whereupon it.
was supposed and spoken, that it was partly builded ea-
spoliis Galloruni ; and some speak of a tower in it called
Portmare's Tower, that it should be made of a ransom of
his. One thing was to be noted in this castle, that part of
the windows of it were glazed with beryls. King Edward
IV. bore no good will to the Lord Sudley, as a man sus-
pected to be in heart devoted to King Henry VI., where-
, upon, by complaints he was attached, and goinfl, up to
London, he looked from the hill budley, and said, Castle
of Sudley, thou art the traitor, not I 1' Afterwards, he made.
an honest declaration, and sold his castle to King
Edward IV."
This splendid structure, described by another quaint old
writer, Fuller, as "of subjects' castles the most handsome
habitation, and of subjects' habitations the strongest castle,"
continued in the possession of the Crown till the accessioit
of Edward VI., when it was bestowed, as we have seen?
upon Lord Seymour. Large sums were expended by the
Admiral upon its enlargement and improvement, and, while
heightening its beauty, he contrived, at the same time,
materially to increase its strength. It contained many noble
apartments, all of which were furnished with the gorgeous
taste characteristic of its possessor. The chapel attached
to the castle was exquisitely beautiful ; the windows of the
lovely fare, as mentioned by Leland, being filled with;
beryls.

Sudley Castle, as we have just stated, was within a mire
of the ancient and picturesque town of Winchcombe, which
up to the time of Henry VIII. had boasted a mitrrd abbey.
Its domains were watered by the little river Isborne. Sur-
rounded by lovely hills, and embosomed in stately groves,
from the midst of which sprang its lofty towers, the princely
edifice commanded enchanting prospects. Its size, strength,
and the richness and beauty of its architecture, rendered rt,
one of the noblest specimens of a castellated mansion to be
met with in the kingdom. Unluckily, but few remains of
its former grandeur are left. Taken by the Republican
party in 1642, it was partially destroyed by them, its halls
dismantled, its beautiful chapel unroofed, the windows of
the fane rifled of their beryls, and the repose of the dead,
lying within its walls profaned. Still, though the castle
Is
now but a ruin, and the stars look down into the roofless
aisles of the desecrated chapel, enough is left to attest its
former grandeur and magnificence ; while a glorious
western window, with a canopied niche on either side, shows
what the chapel must have been when beautified by Lord
Seymour.
And here it is that the Lord High Admiral becomes
a widower—death laying low in childbed the:
beautiful and haughty Catherine. There it is,
moreover, still to this day, among those pic-
turesque ruins of old Sudley Castle, that the
dust of the last of Henry's six wives--his widow
—reposes, under a mouldering, shapeless, block of
white marble. Quitting but for a few weeks:
longer Mr. Ainsworth's enthralling narrative.
of the Constable, we must but now very
briefly note the other contents of Bentley's Mis-
cellany for July. A Fourth Chapter anent France,
by Frederick Marshall, gives us a most suggestive
store of statistics as to the state of Crime among
the French population. Monkshood, in continua-
tion of an excellent theme, places before us a third
section apropos of " Town and Country." There
are two more sparkling chapters of Dudley Cos-
tello's amusing record of Lorn Loriot's Adventures.
Count Cavour is not forgotten as a great man re-
cently deceased, and eminently worthy of comme-
moration. And to complete the number most en-
tertainingly, Ouida, with his vivacious—all but
witty—pen, relates the particulars of Beatrice
Boville's Revenge, in the form of a narrative, en-
titled " The Taming of the Pythoness."

Nacmillax's Magazine.
This magazine contains a rather long paper on
Mr. Buckle's doctrine as to the Scotch and their
history. " Tom Brown at Oxford" is brought to a
conclusion. Of course, all ends as it should do, but
Tom owes his success in a great measure to his
quondam friend, Drysdale, who at Oxford got
him into trouble with the Jew money lender.
St, Cloud having a personal dislike to Tom, and a
strong desire to obtain the hand of Mary, con-
trived to influence her father to the injury of
Tom Brown. Drysdale, although a man of little
or no character, by chance overheard a conversa-
tion between St. Cloud and old Mr. Porter, and
at once came to the rescue and told the whole
truth and cleared his friend's character. And yet
he did a good turn for the sake of doing an ill one.
" It is very kind of you, Drysdale, to take so much
trouble," said Tom. " Trouble," returned the
other, "I'd go from here to Jericho to be even
with our fine friend. I never forget a bad
turn. I met him in the cloak room after-
wards, and went out of the door close after hint
to give him a chance if he wanted to say anything-
I only wish he would." Mary comes out in her true
colours in the last few pages, and explains to Toni
that it was not from any early associations that she
first took an interest in him, but from his bold and,
manly conduct in later times in maintaining his
own opinions in defiance of general condemnation.
Mr. J. M. Ludlow in a paper on the " New Indian.
Budget" furnishes a few hints as to men and things.
Ravenshoe increases in interest. Densil Ravenshoe
is dead, and the hour of Father Maekworth's
triumph over Charles is at hand, but the holy
father meets with a complete defeat from old Lord.
Guthrie, who tells him a few plain:truths, which he
little expected. The number is completed by a
chapter on the " Oriental Pearl," and one on the
" Boundaries of Science."

Temple Bar.
" For Better, for Worse" is continued at some
length, and the story makes considerable progress,
as several years elapse during this division. It is
a very melancholy one, as there seems no prospect
of any better understanding being come to by Philip
and Ethel. The latter does not improve on our
acquaintance, since disappointment seems to have
rendered her hard and worldly, indifferent to her
children, and altogether spoiled from the graceful,
gentle maiden we first knew her. " The Seven.
Sons of Mammon" is very sombre in its details
in the present series, and the unhappy, Hugh
seems about to die at the last page that is here
met with. There is somewhat too much of the
dreadful in this story to suit many tastes, the de—
scriptions are very cleverly
done, and exhibit a
great amount of knowledge of men and manners.
" Holy Mr. Herbert" is an interesting paper,.con-
c erning the life of a very eminent man, of whom it
is desirable to learn all we can, which no one is
likely to do in all the overwhelming increase of
literature, unless specially singled out and brought
under notice, as is the case before us. In intro-
ducing this subject, it is said " I have
now to deal reverently with the memory
of a man, who in life was admired by the
rich and beloved by the poor, while virtually be-
longing to both—a complete parson, a practical
Christian, an apt scholar, and a deep-thinking
poet.
6' Christe's love and his apostles twelve
He taught, but first he followed it hirnselve."
" London Poems" has for title a City Preacher. It
is well written, and contains some valuable advice
and solemn warnings to those who undertake that
arduous vocation. " Chalk" is another of the
scientific articles that have appeared in these pages.
It furnishes a useful addition to the contents.
There are several other sketches of various subjects
to be met with, and this number does not dete-
riorate from its predecessors.

Orley Farm. Part 5.
The tale does not advance touch this month, but
some of the events narrated are very cleverly de-
scribed. Several new characters are introduced;
Von Bauhr, the German lawyer, Who delivers
speech of three hours' duration to a meeting at Bir-
mingham in a language which the majority do not
understand, is a fine character, his ideas of reforming
the laws of all nations although visionary are good
in conception, and free to a great extent from all
feeling of personal benefit in this life.

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his mouth on
his hands
, to his breast, and his eyes, turned up to the ceiling, were
Y, Felix Graham,
lighted almost with inspiration._ Men there at the con-
,
as an impersonation of dul-
ness ; but through his mind and brain, as he sat there
' wrapped in his old drpssing-gown, there ran thoughts
which seemed to lift him lightly from the earth into an
f justice and mere,. A ,
elysium o
J • ...nu at the end of this
elysiumi which was not wild in its bea t b tt •
u y u rim and
orderly in its gracefulness-88 mi ht b ' g e a beer-garden at
Munich—there stood amon gflowers and vases a pedestal,
grand above all other pedestals •in that garden; and on this
ere was a bust with an i
who reformed the laws of
nantiscription :—‘ To Von Bauhr,
ons.' It was a grand thought;
and though there was in it
much of human conceitpi
effo thropy, If a , there was in it also much of human
reign of justice could be i °Stored through
his rts—
throueh tho
day he had been enabledse
to
effortsein which on this halloweew
beautiful would it be I thenAnclmso greata pro gresswbi— h
as he sat there, e the
smoke
still curled from
his unconscious nostrils, ho felt
that be loved all Germans, al].
Englishmen,
even all French-
men, in his very heart of hearts, and especially those who
had travelled wearily to this English town that they might
listen to the results of his wisdom. Ile said to himself, and
said truly, that he loved the world, and that he would will-
ingly spend himself in these great endeavours for the ame-
lioration of its laws and the perfection of its judicial pro-
ceedings. And then he betook himself to bed in a frame of
mind that was not unenviable.
"I am inclined myself to agree with Felix Graham that
such efforts are seldom absolutely wasted. A man who
strives honestly to do good will generally go good, though
seldom perhaps as much as ho has himself anticipated. Let
Von Bauhr have his pedestal among the flowers even
though it be small and humble." ,
Felix Graham is a somewhat similar character.
The interview between Lucius Mason and Dock-
wrath shows the lawyer in his true colours, and his
subsequent meeting with Mr. Furnival, in which
the old barrister takes the young gentleman down