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Senator in Congress; he was called to the chief legis- of high-minded living. Magnhild believes she has lative and executive stations in Virginia; he repre- a mission. Her own romantic nature suggests it, sented the United States in France, Spain, and Eng. and the natural events of her early life seem to conland; he was a prominent agent in the purchase of firm it. The impression becomes so strong that she Louisiana and Florida; he was a member of Madi. looks constantly forward to something unusual that son's Cabinet, and directed (for a while simultane. shall change her life. As is usual in such cases, this ously) the departments of State and War; he was

On the contrary, the degradatwice chosen President, the second time with an tion of her union with Skarlie, and the colorlessness almost unanimous vote of the electoral college; his of her daily existence, imbue her with the idea that name is given to a political doctrine of fundamental her life is a failure, and it is long before the discovimportance; his administration is known as the 'era ery comes that her true destiny has been fulfilled in of good feeling.

the quiet ministry and helpfulness she has shown The most interesting chapter of the book is that toward others. The keynote of the whole book is devoted to a consideration of the Monroe Doctrine. struck in the following passage: It took rise in the annual message of the President, “The innocence of your soul became, amidst of December, 1823, and may be found almost in a your peculiar circumstances, a moral atmosphere, single sentence. Referring to the threatened, or which in you, more than any one I ever met, prosuspected, interference of European powers to re- claimed itself to be a power. It was all the more establish the power of Spain over her former colonies beautiful because so unconscious in its manifestations. in America, the President said:

It was breathed from every manifestation of your “We owe it, therefore, to candor, and to the am- bashfulness. It revealed itself to me, not alone in icable relations existing between the United States your blushes, Magnhild: no, in the tone of your and those powers, to declare that we should consider voice also, in the immediate relations you held with any attempt on their part to extend their system to every one you had intercourse with, or looked upon, any portion of this hemisphere as dangerous to our or merely greeted. If there were those in your pres. peace and safety.

ence who were not pure, you made them appear abThe author in this connection gives a detailed horrent; you taught even the fallen ones what beauty specification of the various expressions in books, there is in moral purity." messages, letters, and other sources, indicating from This idea that the presence of high moral purpose the time of the origin of the Government the drift as a guide to right living will make itself felt for of public opinion in the direction of resistance to good, even when the individual is unconscious of its interference of European powers with the repub- effects and most afraid of failure, is certainly healthlics on this side of the Atlantic. In the appendix is ful in tendency if nothing mo Being a story with a very carefully prepared bibliography of Monroe a purpose, the book is not as truly artistic as many of and the Monroe Doctrine. We can commend the Bjórnson's other tales. The idioms and the abruptbook as maintaining the high standard of the series. ness of his style are more painfully apparent. On the

further question involved-how far a wife is called Björnson's Magnhild.

upon to submit to the degradation and torture that VOCATION, especially for women, is a prominent

an incongruous marriage forces upon her-the conquestion of the times. The growing spirit of will

clusions are more open to question. Björnson may, ingness to place women on the same social and however, safely be classed among those who would political level with men has given rise to a multi- allow the greatest warrantable liberty to the woman tude of schemes for accomplishing this end, as con

in the premises. tradictory in purpose and effect as the opinions of the interested parties who advance them. Most of

Gesta Christi.2 these plans, however, have to do only with the tear- This is not a religious treatise, but the work of a ing down of present barriers so as to widen the layman for Jaymen. In place of its Latin title, general field of feminine activity. The individual meaning the achievements of Christ, it might, perdevelopment of the woman, the question how she haps, have appealed more directly to “men's busiis to move in this widened field so as to be of the ness and bosoms," if it had been called “Christ most and highest use to herself and to others, receives and Civilization.” For the real purpose of the work far less attention. The question of destiny, per- is to illustrate the influence upon the civilization of haps, cannot be formulated to rule. Magnhild is the last eighteen centuries of “certain practices, evidently an exposition of Björnson's ideas on this principles, and ideals—now the richest inheritance of latter proposition, and deals entirely with the ways the race--that have been either implanted or stimuand means by which a young girl's influence acts on lated or supported by Christianity.” It was a happy others for good, in her endeavor to carry out an ideal thought of Mr. Brace's to attempt to skim in this

1 Magnhild. By Björnstjerne Björnson. Boston: 2 Gesta Christi, or a History of Humane Progress Houghton, Mifflin & Co. 1883. For sale in San Fran- under Christianity. By Charles Loring Brace. New isco by Billings, Harbourne & Co.

York: A. C. Armstrong & Son. 1882.


way the cream of history, and anybody who desires for his knowledge of its people, language, and litera. to know how much the practical living of men has ture to the writings of the authors mentioned, and of been bettered from age to age by the moral teachings other travelers, Caucasian and Mongolian, who have of Christ will find the answer in these scholarly managed to penetrate within its jealously guarded pages. The author conveniently divides his work walls. in three parts, considering the humanizing influence Fully two-thirds of the whole book is devoted to of Christianity first upon the Roman world, secondly a history of the Corean people, from the very earliupon the Middle Ages, and lastly upon modern times. est times down to the signing of the treaties last Each division abounds in interesting topics, only a year, which is shortly to result in the opening up of few of which can be indicated here. In Roman life, the country to foreign trade. This history is dull for example, the modifying influence of Christianity reading, and its value questionable. Oppert's veris shown in the improved position of women, the sion of the history differs from it materially; and increased regard for personal purity and the sanctity whatever may be said about the authenticity of the of marriage, the opposition to the exposure of chil- rest of his narrative, the historical portion of his dren, the end put to cruel and licentious sports. In work is entitled to a place of equal rank with that the Middle Ages, again, it is pointed out how Chris- of Mr. Griffis, the authorities consulted being to a tianity had power to restrain feud and blood revenge, large extent identical. to elevate woman, to check private war, to oppose The rest of the book is interesting, and on the ordeals and trials by combat, lo restrain torture, to whole valuable; though here and there errors crop extend humanity to the stranger and shipwrecked. up. For example, the statement is made that Finally, in the modern world we are shown its effect **steamers ply between Nagasaki (Japan) and Fuupon divorce, slavery, international law, dueling, san [the most southern of the Corean ports) in prison reform, intemperance, and other topics. The four hours.” As a matter of fact, the two ports religious opinions of the author are not obtrusive, are a hundred and fifty miles apart in an air-line. and do not interfere with the wholly distinct merit of Again: in a reference to the foreign settlement of his work as a piece of historical study. It is cer- Shanghae, the habitues of the club are made to intainly very opportune that such a record of the influ- dulge in "the pleasures of wheelbarrow rides, and ence of Christ's moral teachings upon human life visits to the bubbling springs.” A buggy drive should appear at a moment when many people, in around the Bubbling Well Road was doubtless what view of the modern criticism which aims to deprive the author had in mind when he penned the conChristianity of its divine sanction, are inclined to cluding portion of the sentence; as to the wheel. relinquish also their respect for its morality.

barrow rides, none but the poorest of the Chinese

ever dream of employing such a mode of conveyance. Corea, the Hermit Nation.i

Not much is said about the ethnology of the This is a readable book about a very interesting Coreans; but we are told a great deal that is entercountry, by the author of “The Mikado's Empire, taining about their social habits, their out-door life, and one which is likely to meet with as hearty a re- religion, education, and culture. A couple of chapception as was accorded Mr. Griffis's first venture in ters are devoted to legends and folk-lore, proverbs the fields of Far Eastern literature.

and pithy sayings, and quite a number of pages to an ance is particularly opportune, as the coming sum- account of the attempts of French missionaries to inmer is to see the Hermit Kingdom thrown open troduce Christianity into the country. In an appendix to foreign commerce. The publishers claim for the we are taught something of the construction of the book that it is the first attempt to treat of Corea Corean language, measures, weights, money, time, and the Coreans in a systematic and serious manner. and other matters necessary to be known by AmeriThis seems just a little pretentious, the Rev. John cans contemplating a visit to the peninsular kingRoss of Newchwang, and the traveler Ernest dom. A handsomely got-up map accompanies the Oppert, having first produced works as exhaustive volume, which is furthermore embellished by illusin their way, and probably quite as important, as trations reproduced from photographs taken by the that of Mr. Griffis, the value of whose labors is con- Japanese. A valuable feature of the book is a most siderably diminished by the fact that the author exhaustive list of works pertaining to the country, never enjoyed an opportunity of setting foot within which cannot fail to prove of the utmost value to the borders of the Hermit Kingdom, and is indebted students of the language, literature, and customs of

the Land of Morning Calm. 1 Corea, the Hermit Nation. By William Elliot Griffis, late of the Imperial University, Tokio, Japan, Charles Scribner's Sons. For sale by A. L, Bancroft and author of The Mikado's Empire." New York: & Co.

Its appear


A Handful of Translations.


(From the German of Gleim.) An Alpine eagle on his sun-path met

A little hovering lark; And while she warbled to the silent sky.

A moment stopped to hark.
His wide wings lost their wonted speed,

More tardily they flew,
And while he poised, the very breeze

Grew silent too. "Thou singer, seat thee here," he said;

"My wings thy chariot be, And I will bear thee heavenwards,

If thou wilt mount with me."

“Nay," answered she; "on earth below

I sing God's praise,
But as for thee, go honor him
In higher ways."

Seddie E. Anderson.

(From the German of Uhland.)
ONE looks not yet for golden day;
Not yet in shadowy vale the lay

Of morning bells is ringing.
How still the widening forest seems!
The birds but twitter in their dreams,

No song is upward winging.
Into the field long since I came,
And happy thoughts came too, the same

That now my song is singing.


(From Heine.) FAINTLY in my heart

Sounds a lovely chime; Ring out, little song,

Song of fair spring-time. Ring out to the spot

Where the flowers are meeting; When you find the rose,

Give to her my greeting.

In the wonderful month of May,

When the buds begin to start,
Arrayed in the beauty of spring-tide

Love came into my heart.
In the wonderful month of May,

Ere the red rose burst into fire,
Then I confessed to her
My longing and my desire.

Jane Barry


(From the German of Freiligrath.)
O, LOVE so long as love you can!

0, love so long as love you may!
The hour shall come, the hour shall come,

When by the grave you weep and pray.
O keep, O cherish still your love

Within a heart no colder grown,
As long as yet another heart

Beats warm in love against your own!
And who unfolds his heart to you,

For love's sake serve him all you may;
Make every hour glad to him,

No hour sad through all the day.
And see that well you guard your tongue:

So soon an evil word outleaps.
O God! it was not evil meant,

And yet the other goes and weeps.
O, love so long as love you can!

O, love so long as love you may!
The hour shall come, the hour shall come,

When by the grave you weep and pray.
Then kneel you down beside the mound

And hide your sad, wet eyes (alas!
They see the other never more)

In the long, wet churchyard grass.
And say, "O, look upon me here,


your gravestone bent! Forgive that I have troubled you,

O God! it was not evil meant!".

Who weep,

But he can neither see nor hear,

Nor come, that you may serve him so;
The mouth that kissed you never says,

“Dear, I forgave you long ago."
He did it, he has long forgiven,

Yet many a burning tear-drop fell
For thee and for thy bitter word.

His end has come now rests he well.

0, love so long as love you can!

0, love so long as love you may! The hour shall come,

the hour shall come, When at the grave you weep and pray.

Milicent Washburn Shinn.

(From Bodenstedt's version of A. Puschkir.)
O WERE it true that at night,

When all life is silent in sleep,
And only the rays of the pale moonlight

Over the gravestones weep;

O were it true, love, that free
The dead leave their dark dwelling place,
I should wait for thee, thee to embrace.

Hear, Leila, hear! Come to me!

Come down the dim shadow-way

Just as you were when we parted, Like to the end of the cold winter day,

Pallid and still, broken-hearted.

O come, distant star, come to me, O come, faintest breath, lightest tone, Or in shuddering beauty, my own.

All is as one. Come to me!

IMMORTALITY. When by ethereal light serene,

The stars illume the darkened night,

The breast with saddening delight And mingled awe respires the scene. Ah ! they shall shine when buried deep

I sleep unmoved by chilling wind !

Between my pride and weakness blind,
With useless fear I sighing weep.
But what say I?-a fatal breath
As well the stars to die decrees,

They see for aye their light extinct.
Superior to time and death,
My soul shall see the world's decease,
Itself to future æons linked.

Translated by J. G. McMurphy.

Leila, I call to thee now,

Not the grave's secret to prove, Not with a trace of reproach on my brow

For those who have murdered my love,

I call not my spirit to free
From the torture of doubt-No! to say
That my heart pulses faithful to-day
And forever. O love, come to me!

K. Royce.
CUANDO en el eter fuljido y sereno,

Arden los astros por la noche umbria,

El pecho de feliz melancolia Y confuso pavor sientese lleno Ay ! jiraran cuando en el seno

Duerma yo inmovil de la tumba fria!

Entre el orgullo y la flaqueza mia, Con ansia inutil suspirando peno. Pero que digo?-irrevocable suerte Tambien los astros a morir destina,

Y veran por la edad su luz nublada. Mas superior al tiempo y a la muerte Mi alma, vera del mundo la ruina

A la futura eternidad ligada.

February, 1883. ALMOST it seems that summer did not cease;

With fevered foot has far o'erstepped the year

Seeking a draught. Now herdless hills are sear; From weltered cañons gathers no release. The sapper squirrel, doubtful of increase

To meager store, filches oak-gamers near.

Peers out the sand-sunk stream 'neath flood-rock sheer A space, then of its cisterns takes new lease. The trickster rain plays sleight; with anxious mien Masks he a while, a cloud-cowled Capuchin, To dust-grimed farmers bearing cool relief.

Then sudden drops his gleaming, empty bowls.

Ever from patient plows the brown cloud rolls Toward unreaped harvests and the unbound sheaf.

E. T. N.



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Vol. I. (SECOND SERIES.)—JUNE, 1883.—No. 6.


In the summer of 1857 I was a meniber slopes of the foot-hills were still in the unof a small community who by the aid of disturbed possession of Washoe and Piute rockers, toms, and sluices extracted a pre- Indians; along the highlands towards the carious livelihood from the placer diggings head of the cañon, where now stands Virof Gold Cañon-a broad and shallow ravine, ginia City, Silver City, and Gold Hill, the dry in summer, but in winter, spring, and mountain-sheep suckled her young, unmofall sending a diminutive tribute of muddy lested except by the gray wolf. water to the Carson River. Around on all The social state of this small community sides sand and sage brush stretched inter- was genuinely Arcadian in its simplicity. minably. East, north, and south the out. No civil, military, or ecclesiastical organizalines of the foot-hills, clothed with scrubby tion existed among us. Utah Territory, in cedar and pine, rose and fell in long, rolling which we lived, had at that time no laws or undulations; while to the west, in full view, courts, and Gold Cañon possessed no church the Sierra Nevadas lifted their bald summits of any denomination. In spite of the abagainst the almost constant blue of the sky. sence of these signs of civilization, I have Immediately at their foot lay Carson, Eagle, never known a community the members of and Washoe valleys, each occupied by a few which were better disposed or conducted. ranchers; while the mining population of the There was no theft, no violence, and hardly Cañon might have been three or four dozen. ever even an instance of drunkenness or a Our total number reached perhaps a couple quarrel. Each worked steadily all the week, of hundred souls, scattered over a country and after a general wash-up on Sunday thirty or forty miles across in each direction. morning, it was the rule to adjourn to our To the east, our nearest neighbors lived general headquarters at Johntown, and spend seven hundred miles distant, on the shore the afternoon and evening over a social of the Great Salt Lake; across the moun- game of cards. tains to the west, we reached by a walk of Among the miners of Gold Cañon were a little over a hundred miles the westernmost two brothers, named Allan and Hosea Grosh. mining camps of California; north and south They were Pennsylvanians, and had gone to as far as our knowledge extended the barren California through Mexico in 1849. They

VOL. I.–37.

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