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cinus; and Lucy Wodehouse had never upon Carlingford, though it was the least seen anything so brilliant as the appearance comfortable side of the carriage, and put they presented when they returned shortly down her veil to shield her eyes from the after, reposing upon beds of wbite satin in dust, or perhaps from the inspection of her cases of velvet, -" Ridiculous things," as fellow-travellers : and once more the familiar Miss Leonora informed her, “ for a parson's thought returned to her, of what a different wife."

woman she would have been, had she come to It was some time after this—for, not to her firet experiences of life with the courage speak of ecclesiastical matters, a removal, and confidence of twenty or even of five-andeven when the furniture is left behind and twenty, which was the age Mrs. Morgan there are only books and rare ferns and old dwelt upon most kindly. And then she china to convey from one house to another, is a thought with a thrill of vivid kindness and a matter which involves delays,—when Mr. touch of tender envy of Lucy Wodehouse, Wentworth went to the railway station with who would now have no possible occasion to Mrs. Morgan to see her off finally, her husband wait those ten years. having gone to London with the intention of As for Mr. Wentworth, he who was a joining her in the new house. Naturally, it priest, and knew more about Carlingford was not without serious thoughts that the than any other man in the place, could not Rector's wife left the place in which she help thinking, as he turned back, of people had made her first beginning of active life, there to whom these six months had pronot so successfully as she had hoped. She duced alterations far more terrible than any could not help recalling, as she went along that had befallen the rector's wife, --people the familiar road, the hopes so vivid as to from whom the light of life had died out, be almost certainties with which she had and to whom all the world was changed. lle come into Carlingford. The long waiting knew of men who had been cheerful enough was then over, and the much-expected era had when Mr. Morgan came to Carlingford, who arrived and existence had seemed to be opening now did not care what became of them ; and in all its fulness and strength before the two of women who would be glad to lay down who had looked forward to it so long. It was their heads and hide them from the mocking not much more than six months ago ; but Mrs. light of day. He knew it, and it touched his Morgan had made a great many discoveries his heart with the tenderest pity of life, the in the mean time. She had found out the compassiou of happiness; and he knew too wonderful difference between anticipation that the path upon which he was about to set and reality ; and that life, even to a happy out led through the same glooms, and was no woman married after long patience to the ideal career. But perbaps because Mr. man of her choice, was not the smooth road it Wentworth was young-perhaps because he looked, but a rough path enough; cut into dan- was possessed by that delicate sprite more gerous ruts, through which generations of dainty than any Ariel who puts rosy girdles men and women followed each other without round the world while his time of triumph ever being able to mend the way, She was lasts, it is certain that the new rector of Carnot so sure as she used to be of a great many lingford turned back into Grange Lane withimportant matters which it is a wonderful out the least shadow upon his mind or timidconsolation to be certain of-but, notwith ity in his thoughts. Ile was now in his own standing, had to go on as if she had no domains, an independent monarch, as little indoubts, though the clouds of a defeat, in which clined to divide his power as any autocrat; certainly, no honor, though a good deal of and Mr. Wentworth came into his kingdom the prestige of inexperience had been lost, without any doubts of his success in it, or were still looming behind. She gave a little capability for its government. He had first sigh as she shook Mr. Wentworth’s hand at a little journey to make to bring backLucy from parting. “A great many things have bap- that temporary and reluctant separation from pened in six months,” she said — one never the district which propriety had made needcould have anticipated so many changes in ful; but in the mean time, Mr. Wentworth what looks so short a period of one's life”. trod with firm foot the streets of his parish, and as the train which she had watched so often secure that no parson nor priest should tithe rusled past that bit of new wall on which or toll in his dominions, and a great deal the Virginian creeper was beginning to grow more sure than even Mr. Morgan had been, luxuriantly, which screened the railway from that henceforth no unauthorized evangelizathe rectory windows, there were tears in tion should take place in any portion of his Mrs. Morgan's eyes. Only six months territory. This sentiment, perhaps, was the and so much had happened !--what might principal difference perceptible by the comnot happen in all those months, in all those munity in general between the new rector of years of life which scarcely looked so hopeful Carlingford and the late Perpetual Curate of as of old ? She preferred turning her back St. Roque’s.

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POETRY.—The Poor Painter's Epitaph, 98. Over the Hillside, 98.

SHORT ARTICLES.-Washington Irving and his Friends, 115. John Clare, 115.


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FAREWELL! In dimmer distance Ye rich, whom God has granteaseed

I watch your figures glide, And time to work each brave design,

Across the sunny moorland,
Who need not care the world to please,

And brown hillside.
Compare your happy lot with mine!
Who dare not do the best I can,

Each momently uprising,
For on world's favor hangs my bread :
And, thwarted in each higher plan,

Large, dark, against the sky;
I have no hope, till for the dead

Then in the vacant moorland, 'Tis written on my churchyard stone,

Alone sit I. “ He lived unloved, he died unknown.”

Along the unknown country,

Where your lost footsteps pass,

What beauty decks the heavens
From light of dawn till even's gloom,

And clothes the grass !
Slow moves the pencil ’neath my hand;
Alone within this lonely room,
Tired of each fancy ere 'tis planned ;

Over the mountain shoulder,
No friend stands by to give me cheer,

What glories may unfold ! To check my faults, to help my way;

Though I see but the mountain,
I'm weary of this earth-life drear,

Blank, bare, and cold ;
Long from the next I cannot stay.
Write soon upon the churchyard stone,

And the white road, slow winding “ He lived unloved, he died unknown.”

To where, each after each,
You slipped away-ah, whither?

I cannot reach.
With the young days so long since filed,
How have the young dreams past as well!

And if I call, what answers ?
I thought each morn to quit my bed

Only, twixt earth and sky, With some new word from God to tell,

Like wail of parting spirit,
With some new beauty men to raise

The curlew's cry.
To things unseen by earth-types led :
Alas, we live in evil days,

When all men live on only bread.
Ye can but write then on the stone,
“ He lived unloved, he died unknown.”

Yet sunny is the moorland, .

And soft the pleasant air ;
And little flowers, like blessings,

Grow everywhere.
And yet, perchance, 'tis want of faith ;

Had I but bravely done my best, I might not now be nearing death

While, over all, the mountain 'Mid lonely care and fixt unrest.

Stands, sombre, calm, and still ; O God ! I know not. In the night

Immutable and steadfast And tumult of the things that be,

As the One Will;



The intent of what thou’dst planned for me: Howe'er it be, write on the stone,

He lived unloved, he died unknown.”

Which, done on earth, in heaven,

Eternally confessed
By men and saints and angels,

Be ever blest !

Under its infinite shadow,

Safer than light of ours,
I'll sit me down a little

And gather flowers.

Or had I been of coarser mould,

Content to choose the pettier gain,
Ambitious, eager after gold,

I might not now have lived in vain.
But strength and weakness, Lord, thou know'st

I leave the judgment to thy hand :
A broken shard, I cannot boast;

Who before thee excused can stand ? For men alone write on the stone, “ He lived unloved, he died unknown.”

- Fraser's Magazine.

Then I will rise and follow

Without one wish to stay,
The path ye all have taken,
The appointed way.

- Macmillan's Magazine.

From Fraser's Magazine. his time. The earliest ancestors had, of THE TRANSCENDENTALISTS OF CONCORD. course, preached extreme Calvinism ; but no

It is now nearly thirty years since Ralph ray of liberalism that mitigated that shadow Waldo Emerson, having already startled the was without an Emerson standing for it. generation of young Americans from the When the time of Arminianism came, Emerdrowsiness which they had inherited, returned son's grandfather was in the van of its defrom his communion with Carlyle, Coleridge, fenders, and his father was one of the earliand Wordsworth, and came to his ancestral est to avow Unitarianism. Ralph Waldo home at Concord, Massachusetts, to be the certainly proved himself to be, if I may be Arthur of an intellectual Round Table. The allowed the phrase," a chip of the old block," little village of Concord is about twenty when he took Unitarianism, in the plaintive miles from Boston, just too far to be an invit- language of an old Boston clergyman, and ing place of residence to those having busi- carried it God knows where. Einerson 'thus ness with the city. It had exactly the same inherited the accumulated culture and herenumber of inbabitants, according to the cen- sies of two hundred years, and is reverently sus of 1860, that it had in 1850,-about1,200. regarded by his disciples as the consummate It is known among the manufacturing towns flower which the sturdy root and thorny stem around as Sleepy Hollow. Its visitors for of Puritanism existed to produce. fifty years had been only some young patriots It is a part of the Boston creed that one who came occasionally to stand on the spot who is born in that city does not need to be where the first physical resistance was made born again. Destiny gave this advantage to. to the soldiers of George III. by bis revo- Emerson, May, 25th, 1803. He had the lutionary colonies--

usual advantages, also, of a boy of good fam“ By the rude bridge that arched the flood,

ily, brought up in a city where, as I think, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, more careful a'tention is paid to the real eduWhere once the embattled farmers stood, cation of children than in any other part of the

And fired the shot heard round the world.” | world. So early as the age of fourteen he But within these thirty years there have entered Harvard University, at Cambridge, been more pilgrims to Concord than were where he was graduated in 1821. He had the ever attracted by the little granite shaft and much-sought distinction of being the classthe submerged buttresses of the old bridge, poet op class-day. He did not take a very which indicate the sacred spot; for in that high rank in his class, though, during his coltime the seemingly sleepy little village has lege course, he had twice received a Bowheen the arena of a nobler revolution,—that doin prize for dissertations, and once a Boylston against creeds and forms whose time had prize for declamation. Amongst bis compancome to pass away, but which still aspired to ions he was distinguished for general literary grasp and wield in their skeleton hands the attainments. After graduation, Emerson studsceptre of the New World.

ied in the Divinity College at Cambridge, and Emerson stood, not only by gifts, but by at the same time taught school ; this extra hereditary right, the representative of what- labor was undertaken for the purpose of edever new unfoldings of thought might be ucating, at Harvard, bis younger brother possible under the new conditions of Ameri- Charles, who was by many at that time recan life. He was the eighth in regular suc- garded as intellectually superior to Ralph cession of a family line of clergymen, a most Waldo. This young man died soon after important fact in a country where the cler- graduation, leaving behind him a few regyman was at once the scholar and authentic markable manuscripts which were published spiritual guide in every community, and also in the Dial, as “ Notes from the Journal of a paramount power behind every magistrate ; a Scholar.” In 1826, Emerson was “ approand it is well known that the Puritans did bated” by the Middlesex Association of not fail to appreciate the sweets of power Ministers; but his health failing, he spent when they became the rulers instead of the the winter in Florida and South Carolina. ruled. But it is more interesting to know. In 1829 he was ordained pastor of a church that these eight ministers of the family bad of importance in Boston. He had been in each represented the most advanced phase of this position a year or two when, as the regwhat is called “ New England Theology," in ular day for celebrating the Lord's Supper


66 Our age,”



returned, he announced to his congregation “ The American Scholar,” on 66 Transcenthat he must decline to administer it. He dentalism," and kindred subjects. The exgave as his reason, that he thought the Qua- citement was very great. He spoke to the kers right in thinking that the Lord's Supper young men around him with an emphasis was an inward communion, which was only that deprived. them of sleep. He brought sensualized by the presentation of outward the age to the bar of judgment. symbols. This wrought such an agitation he cried, “is retrospective. It builds the amongst his fellow-ministers that he resigned sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biograhis pulpit.

About this time, also, his spir- phies, histories, and criticism. The foreits were much depressed by the loss of his going generations beheld God and nature face

wife, a beautiful and superior woman, whom to face; we through their eyes. · he married in September, 1830, and lost in should not we, also, enjoy our original rela

less than five months thereafter. He then tion to the universe ? Why should not we visited Europe, where he had important have a poetry and philosophy of insight, interviews with Landor, Coleridge, Words- and not of tradition, and a religion by revelaworth, and more particularly with Thomas tion to us, and not the history of theirs ? Carlyle, whose genius he was perhaps one Embosomed for a season in nature, whose of the first to recognize. He travelled far, floods of life stream around and through us, and by a private carriage, to find Craigen- and invite us, by the powers they supply, to puttock, amid its “ desolate heathery hills, action proportioned to nature, why should where the lonely scholar nourished his we grope among the dry bunes of the past, mighty heart.” Many will remember his ac- or put the living generation into masquerade count of this visit. “ We went out,” he says, out of its faded wardrobe ? The sun shines "to walk over long hills, and looked at Criffel, to-day also. There is more wool and flax in then without his cap, and down into Words- the fields. There are new lands, new men, worth's country.

There we sat down and new, thoughts. Let us demand our talked of the immortality of the soul. It works and laws and worship.” Of course was not Carlyle’s fault that we talked on a religious teacher could not go on in this that topic ; for he had the natural disinclina- strain without producing a panic in the tion of every nimble spirit to bruise itself churches. This came, and culminated in a against walls, and did not like to place him- formal condemnation of his doctrines by the self where no step can be taken. But he Faculty of the Divinity College (Unitarian), was honest and true, and cognizant of the upon his delivery of the celebrated address subtle links that bind ages together, and before the graduating class of that institusaw how every event affects the future. tion in 1838. That address was an era in *Christ died on the tree : that built Duns- the religious history of New England : it cone kisk yonder : that brought you and me created a new school of Unitarianism, and together. Time has only a relative exis- planted the germ of an American philosophy. tence.'

Theodore Parker was, as yet, a comparatively On his return from Europe in the winter unknown inquirer when he heard it; to him of 1833, Emerson began his career as a lec- it was a crystallizing touch as to many others. turer, and really created the Lyceum system In his private journal was found the followof America. The successive subjects upon ing entry : Sunday, July 15th, 1838. which he lectured during the next few years Proceeded to Cambridge to hear the valedicindicate the direction of his studies : “ Wa- tory sermon by Mr. Emerson. In this he


“ Italy" (2); “ The Relation of Man surpassed himself as much as he surpasses to the Globe” (3); “ Michael Angelo ; "others in the general way. I shall give no · Miiton ; “Luther;” George Fox;" abstract. So beautiful, so just, so true, and “ Edmund Burke."

terribly sublime was his picture of the faults In the year 1835, Mr. Emerson was a of the church in its present position. My second time married, and went to reside in soul is roused, and this week I shall write Concord. In the same year he began to be the long meditated sermons on the state of known as one who was giving 'new views to the church and the duties of these times." the people. Large and anxious crowds at From this time Concord became a traptended his lectures on “ The Times," on scendental Mecca, and was visited by all


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