taking him up in his arms, like a baby, deposited him, willy nilly, in the nest that had been prepared for him. The females, during the first of these operations, retired to the kitchen-but not without a certain order in their going. Miss Crane went off simultaneously with the coat, her sister with the waistcoat, and the hostess and the maid with the smallclothes and the shoes and stockings. And when, after a due and decent interval, the two governesses returned to the sick chamber,-for both had resolved on sitting up with the invalid-16! there lay the reverend T. C., regularly littered down by the coachman with a truss of clean straw to eke out the bedding,-no longer writhing or moaning-but between surprise and anger as still and silent as if his groans had been astonished away like the hiccups! u You may take a horse to the water, however, but you cannot make him drink,-and even thus, the sick man, though bedded perforce, refused obstinately to go to sleep. « Et monsieur a bien dormi?» inquired the German doctor the next morning. Pas un began Miss Crane, but she ran aground for the next word, and was obliged to appeal to the linguist of Lebanon House. Ruth-what's a wink?» "I don't know,» replied Miss Ruth, who was absorbed in some active process. « Do it with your eye." The idea of winking at a strange gentleman was however so obnoxious to all the Schoolmistress's notions of propriety that she at once resigned the explanation to her sister, who accordingly informed the physician that her pauvre père n'avoit pas dormi un morceau toute la nuit longue. " CHAPTER XIX. Stop, sir! Pray change the subject. By your leave we have had quite enough of bad French. » As you please, madam-and as the greatest change I can devise, you shall now have a little bad English. Please, then to lend your attention to Monsieur De Bourg-the subject of his discourse ought indeed to be of some interest to you, name VOL. III. 14 ly, the education of your own sex in your own country. 群 Well, sir, and what does he say of it?" Listen, and you shall hear. Proceed, Monsieur. Sare, I shall tell you my impressions when I am come first from Paris to London. De English Ladies, I say to myself, must be de most best educate women in de whole world. Dere is schools for dem every wheres-in a hole and in a corner. Let me take some walks in de Fauxbourgs, and what do I see all round myself? When I look dis way I see on a white house's front a large bord wid some gilded letters, which say Seminary for Young Ladies. When I look dat way, at a big red house, I see anoder bord which say Establishment for Young Ladies by Miss Someones. And when I look up at a little house, at a little window, over a barbershop, I read on a paper Ladies School. Den I see Prospect House, and Grove House, and de Manor House-so many I cannot call dem names, and also all schools for de young females. Day School besides. And in my walks, always. I meet some Schools of Young Ladies, eight, nine, ten times in one day, making dere promenades, two and two and two. Den I come home to my lodging's door, and below de knocker I see one letter-I open it, and I find a Prospectus of a Lady School. By and bye I say to my land-lady where is your oldest of daughters, which used to bring to me my breakfast, and she tell me she is gone out a governess. Next she notice me I must quit my appartement. What for I say. What have I done? Do I not pay you all right like a weekly man of honour? O certainly, mounseer, she say, you are a gentleman quite, and no mistakes-but I wants my whole of my house to myself for to set him up for a Lády School. Noting but Lady Schools!-and de widow of de butcher have one more over de street. Bless my soul and my body, I say to myself, dere must be nobody born'd in London except leetle girls!" CHAPTER XX. There is a certain poor word in the English language which of late years has been exceedingly ill-used--and, it must be said by those who ought to have known better. a To the disgrace of our colleges, the word in question was first perverted from its real significance at the very head-quarters of learning. The initiated indeed are aware of its local sense,--but who knows what cost and inconvenience the duplicity of the term may have caused to the more ignorant members of the community? Just imagine, for instance, plain, downright Englishman who calls a spade a spade,induced perhaps by the facilities of the railroads-making a summer holiday and repairing to Cambridge or Oxford, maybe with his whole family, to see he does not exactly know what-whether a Collection of Pictures, Wax-Work, Wild Beasts, Wild Indians, a Fat Ox, or a Fat Child-but at any rate an Exhibition! » : More recently, the members of the faculty have taken it into their heads to misuse the unfortunate word, and by help of its misapplication are continually promising to the ear what the druggists really perform to the eye-namely, to exhibit their medicines. If the Doctors talked of hiding them, the phrase would be more germane to the act for it would be difficult to conceal a little Pulv.Rhei-Magnes, sulphat.-or tinct. jalapæ, more effectually than by throwing it into a man's or woman's stomach. And pity it is that the term has not amongst medical men a more literal significance for it is certain that in many diseases, and especially of the hypochondriac class it is certain, I say, that if the practitioner actually made a show of his materiel the patient would recover at the mere sight of the « Exhibition. » : This was precisely the case with the Rev. T. C. Had he fallen into the hands of a Homœopathist with his infinitesimal doses, only fit to be exhibited like the infinitessimal insects through a solar microscope, his recovery would have been hopeless. But his better fortune provided otherwise. The German Medicin Rath, who prescribed for him, was in theory diametrically opposed to Hahnemann, and in his tactics he followed Napoleon, whose leading principle was to bring masses of all arms, horse, foot, and artillery, to bear on a given point. In accordance with this system, he therefore prescribed so liberally that the following articles were in a very short time comprised in his Exhibition: » " A series of powders, to be taken every two hours. A bag full of certain herbs for fomentations. A large blister, to be put between the shoulders. " As Macheath sings, a terrible show!--but the doctor, in common with his countrymen, entertained some rather exaggerated notions as to English habits, and our general addiction to high feeding and fast living-an impression that materially aggravated the treatment. " He must be a horse doctor!» thought Miss Crane, as she looked over the above articles-at any rate she resolved- -as if governed by the proportion of four legs to two-that her parent should only take one half of each dose that was ordered. But even these reduced quantities were too much for the Reverend T. C,-the first instalment he swallowed-the second he smelt, and the third he merely looked at. To tell the truth, he was fast transforming from a Malade Imaginaire into a Malade Malgré Lui. In short, the cure proceeded with the rapidity of a Hohenlohe miracle-a result the doctor did not fail to attribute to the energy of his measures, at the same time resolving that the next English patient he might catch should be subjected to the same decisive treatment. Heaven keep the half, three-quarters, and whole lengths of my dear countrymen and countrywomen from his Exhibitions! His third visit to the Englisher at the Adler was his last. He found the Convalescent in his travelling dress,-Miss Ruth engaged in packing-and the Schoolmistress writing the letter which was to prepare Miss Parfitt for the speedy return of the family party to Lebanon House. It was of course a busy time; and the Medicin Rath speedily took his fees and his leave. There remained only the account to settle with the landlord of the Adler; and as English families rarely stopped at that wretched inn, the amount of the bill was quite as extraordinary. Never was there such a realization of the « large reckoning in a little room. » "Well, I must say, murmured the Schoolmistress, as the " coach rumbled off towards home, I do wish we had reached Gotha that I might have got my shades of wool." Humph! grunted the Rev. T. C., still sore from the recent disbursement, they went out for Wool, and they returned shorn. » n (NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE.) THE NATURAL IN ART. On the discussions of art there is no greater obstacle to the setting forth principles, than the unsettled terms « nature » and "natural. They are indeed the limits of art, beyond which there can be no legitimate exercise; but the boundaries remove themselves out of sight, or contract themselves within the smallest space, according to the fancy, perhaps we should say the genius, of the disputants. To those of the contracting system, the art is considered as nearly entirely imitative of external visible nature, with a power (scarcely of creating) of combining, of putting together things that are, exactly and in no other way than as they may be, and have been, though not so seen, perhaps, at the moment of any incident to be represented. Others, again, by nature, admit whatever the mind, in its most sane, healthy, imaginative, comprehensive state, can conceive. As we believe the latter is the highest and best sense in which nature, as applied to art, is to be understood, so do we believe it is the most creative; it is the truest, because, with regard to its general reception, it carries with it a spell not to be denied, enforcing a general credence, if not conviction. In the best and healthiest state of the most discursive imagination, there is an intuitive knowledge, instantly forming a judgment and decision, as to that particle of the natural, in even the least imaginative minds, which will unite |