Here then, methought, for ever I will rest,
Here will I build my shrine, and pay my vows;
But while in sweet content

To pluck fresh boughs I went,
Peter and James and John,
Yea, Jesus too, had gone,

And I was left amid the wither'd boughs.

"At length another place

And the raving waves have shrunk confounded,
And the threatenings of the wild wind cease.
Wonder'd then those men who saw His power:
Whisper'd they affrighted-"Who is he,
At whose voice the mighty storm-blasts cower,
At whose will is still'd the surging sea?"

So, amid life's storms if terror seize us,
Heard his mild reproof as air of balın :

Of a great multitude I saw the trace,

But all was silent now; no marvel there
My eyes beheld, no law

I heard, no vision saw,
Save Jesus only, Him, the Crucified.

I saw my Lord, that look'd on me and died.

Shone the sun no more on purple mountain,
Lush gay greenery, and tangled thorn,
Bird of brilliant hue, and silver fountain,

Oleander pink, and golden corn.

Lay the fair lake stretch'd in tranquil slumber;
Closed was now her eye of heav'nly blue:
O'er her watch'd the stars in countless number;
Round her Night its sable mantle drew.

On that dark expanse went, gaily gliding,
From the western shore a fisher-craft,—
In the slumber of the pool confiding,

In the evening-breeze which blew abaft.

Lo! adown yon rift which glooms above her
Swoops from his drear wild the eastern gale:
Lo! the hungry waves her bulwarks cover,
Flaps with dirge-like sound her shatter'd sail.
Blast and billow round that barque are raging;
Round that frail barque blast and billow rave:
Wind and wave 'gainst her fierce war are waging:
But she bears the Lord of wind and wave.

With the long day's heat and burden weary
(Shepherd good, tending His suffering sheep)—
Worn, I wis, with many a night-watch dreary,
'Mid that turmoil Jesus lay asleep.

Slept the Lord on that rough fisher-pillow: Round Him broke the sad upbraiding cry (For their barque was sinking 'neath the billow)"Car'st thou not, O Master, that we die ?"

Soft, as murmer of the evening-breezes

O'er the stillness of the summer-sea,
Heard they then the mild reproof of Jesus-
"Fearful hearts, why trust ye not in Me?"
O'er the turmoil hath His voice resounded,

And the Word of God hath utter'd "Peace!"

And the soul fares on in holy calm.
JOHN HOSKYNS ABRAHALL.

-Sunday Magazine.

BRIEF LITERARY NOTICES.

1865.

The Intuitions of the Mind Inductively Investigated. By the Rev. JAMES M'Cosh. LL. D., Professor of Logic and Metpahysics in Queen's College, Belfast, &c. New and Revised Edition. London: Macmillan and Co. When the first edition of this work appeared, we expressed our judgement that "no philosophical student We could afford to be ignorant of its contents." further described the volume as, "in part, an attempt to classify and explicate our fundamental faiths, by a fuller induction and stricter analysis than have hitherto been given; and, in part, a protest against Hamilton's corruption of the true Scottish faith, against his doctrine of the merely relative and phenomenal character of all our knowledge. We added, that, "no philosopher before Dr M'Cosh has clearly brought out the stages by which an original and individual intuition passes, first, into an articulate, but still individual, judgment, and then into a universal maxim or principle;" and that no one before Dr. M'Cosh had " so clearly or completely classified and enumerated our intuitive convictions, or exhibited in detail their relations to the varions sciences which repose on them as their foundations."

Let us now say, further, that this edition bears the marks of very careful revision, so as to render inapplicable some strictures as to the style of the work with which we presumed to abate our commendation of the first edition; and that the author has also taken some hints we ventured to offer in regard to the fuller explanation of his views on certain points. The work as it now appears, is fully worthy of the distinguished philosopher whose Method of the Divine Government has so long been a standard with theological students.

The amount of summarized information which it contains is very great; and it is the only work on the very important subject with which it deals. Never was such a work so much needed as in the

present day. It is the only scientific work adapted to counteract the materialistic school of Mill, Bain, and Herbert Spencer, which is so steadily prevailing among the students of the present generation.

We are still, indeed, convinced that a fallacy lies at the bottom of Dr. M'Cosh's chapter on "the Infinite;" indeed, that the very phrase, "the Infinite," arises out of a pernicious confusion of ideas, and is utterly misleading, and that Locke was much nearer the truth as to this matter than any in the later times who have descanted respecting the Infinite" and "the Absolute." We hold the word "infinite" to be merely an attribute,

and to be properly applied only to Deity. We denounce the ever-recurring confusion between the mathematical infinite, (so called,) and beween the infinite of space, which, if it were anything, would merely be a mathematical and quasimaterial infinite of three dimensions, and the Infinitude of our Lord God. We would explode utterly all such headings, in works of metaphysics or philosophy, as "The Infinite." Mr. Calderwood has, in effect, all but come to our position on this subject. We doubt not that he will be compelled to come to it fully, and to altar the title of his well-known work. And we hope that Dr. M'Cosh will some day alter the title of his chapter. As to causation, again, we still trace, as we think somewhat too much of the influence of J. S. Mill on Dr. M'Cosh's views. Nevertheless, we repeat that the present is a work of very high value, and indispensable to the student. Dr. M'Cosh seems to be the only champion at present in the field against the metaphysical and moral scepticism of the English school of Positivist philosophers.-London Quarterly.

The Roman and the Teuton.-A Series of Lectures delivered before the University of Cambridge. By Charles Kingsley, M. A., Professor of Modern History. Macmillan. 1864. Our readers need not be told, that we are not disciples of Mr. Kingsley. If we rehearsed the Articles of our Belief together, the sense which he would attach to some of the chief of them would differ as greatly from the sense which they would have for ourselves as if the words expressed dissimilar, or even incompatible, doctrines. And dogma apart, there are questions of ecclesiastical and social life, questions, too, of topic and tone in the department of Christian literature, upon which we make bold to differ most widely from Mr. Kingsley. In the present volume we note a series of points, at which Mr. Kingsley appears to us to abandon the lines, if not of sound faith, at least of the caution and discreetness which befit a writer whose teachings, both as to their matter and manner, are gospel to a crowd of fervid readers. Every one who is familiar with Hypatia knows the position in which Mr. Kingsley takes pains to exhibit the most awful of all Christian doctrines in that remarkable book; and we regret to observe, that in the Lectures before us the same polemic is carried on, though with less vigor and subtlety. We marvel at this. We do not say that there is no ground for Mr. Kingsley's hostility; but, considering that our Lord has again and again used the language which, under the form in which the Church has sometimes employed and applied it, Mr.Kingsley so strongly repudiates, we think he is bound to distinguish more carefully between things which differ, and not to run the risk of demolishing a truth while he is caricaturing or satirising a falsehood. So, again, in this volume, we are sorry that he should let down the value of a most just and noble eulogium upon the Methodism of the last century by suggesting that its preachers often appealed to "low hopes and fears, which we should be ashamed to bring into our calculations"—as if there were more than a very small grain of truth in this; and that he should indulge in perpetual appeals to heaven in his pages, where earth would be quite as impressive and abundantly more reverent.

But Mr. Kingsley is a noble writer after all; nobler and nobler, we venture to think, as he goes on writing. There were some fine sentiments in his little work on the Pentateuch, published a short while since,-sentiments, which, as coming from Mr. Kingsley, would have greater weight against Colenso and his school than octavos of Hebrew and Algebra from some men. And we honor him for those sentiments; both for the holding and for the enunciation of them. And this Roman and Teuton, notwithstanding certain reserves which we can not but make in commending it, is one of the most brilliant, powerful, and grandly Christian books which we have recently met with; as lofty in its principles, as it is suggestive in its philosophy and bewitching in its style and coloring. Mr. Kingsley's subject is the Overthrow of the Roman Empire by the Northern Barbarians, and the Formations of that New European Life to which the great ctastrophe gave birth. His aim, however, is not to re-write Gibbon, or simply to delineate character and action after his own picturesque and graphic manner. He pitches his ambition higher. He wishes to show that Rome fell and the Teuton conquered, not by any inevitable operation of natural causes, bat under the direct strategy of Providence;" and that, in fact, this marvelous crisis of human history is a never-to-be-forgotten demonstration of those "eternal judgments" of God, to which the prophets of the Old Testament attribute the downfall of kings and states. This is what we want: men of Mr. Kingsley's powers and breadth of view calling things by their right names, first proving and then saying plainly, that God did this or that, and not re-action, and not necessity, and not chance, or any other god of our nineteenth century pantheon. We trust a large number of our readers will make themselves acquainted, if they have not already done so, with Mr. Kingsley's unanswerable argument against the doctrine of a necessary development in the history of mankind, contained in the Inaugural Lecture of this Series. The Lecture is entitled, The Limits of Exact Science as applied to History, and is one of the most weighty and forcible words in season" to which we have had of late the opportunity of listening. We lament our inability to reproduce the main points of this masterly vindication of the prerogative of the human will; and hardly less, that our limits forbid us likewise to furnish some idea of the contents of Mr. Kingsley's work as a whole. The Forest Children, the Dying Empire, the Human Deluge, the Gothic Civilizer, Dietrich's End, the Nemesis of the Goths, Paulus Diaconus, the Clergy and the Heathen, the Monk a Civilizer, the Lombard Laws, the Popes and the Lombards, and the Strategy of Providence, are the titles of the Lectures; and to those who know Mr. Kingsley's writings, they will serve as hints of the affluence of thought and of striking language to which they point. His work, however, must be read to be appreciated; and of those who do read it, we believe few will lay it down without sensible enlargement of their intellectual horizon, most wholesome quickening of their social and moral sympathies, and vastly deepened convictions of the truth, for nations, as well as for individuals, of the solemn yet blessed doctrine of that Divine Book which is destined to outlive all the philosophy in the world which it

does not baptize: "Verily, there is a reward for the righteous; there is a God that judgeth in the earth."-London Quarterly.

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Portions of the first volume as well as of that by Prof. Greene, have already appeared in the Atlantic Monthly. Gail Hamilton's writings, notwithstanding her serious defects, and the cry raised against her by a portion of the press, are adapted to do good. She writes with a purpose, in an earnest spirit, and with great vigor of thought, and on practical subjects.

The "Country Parson" is always good and eminently suggestive; and the popularity of his previous volumes will induce many to read this one. Prof. Greene's volume contains the series of lectures read before the Lowell Institute in Boston, in 1863. He has made the history of our Revolutionary period his special study, and his present volume gives the valuable results of his labors.

The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table is as usual witty and lively, and yet he needs to be read with discrimination. Among much that is wise and useful there is not a little that can not fail to give pain to the serious and the Christian-minded.

The series of Companion Poets for the People, of which "Household Poems" is the initial volume, we are sure will be warmly welcomed. The plan of the series, say Ticknor & Fields, is to present the choicest and most deservedly popular poems of the best poets in a tasteful and elegant style, and at the same time at a price so low as to bring the series within the reach of every household. The present volume contains all MR. LONGFELLow's shorter poems of a domestic nature, with illustrations by leading English artists.

Essays in Criticism. By MATTHEW ARNOLD, Professor of Poetry in the University of Oxford, Boston. Ticknor and Fields, 1865. The American public we are sure will welcome this book which has already attracted a considerable attention and called forth no little criticism in England. It is characterized by boldness and vigor of thought, and although there is very much in the volume from which we totally dissent, still it can not fail to repay a careful and discriminating reading.

The Martyr's Monument. Being the Patriotism and Political Wisdom of Abraham Lincoln, as exhibited in his Speeches Messages, Orders, and Proclamations etc. New York American News Company, 1865. This volume was suggested by Prof. Francis Lieber. The name of the editor is not given. He seems however to have executed his task with good taste and sound judgment. Among the numerous works of a similar kind it deserves an honored place.

T. O. H. P. BURNHAM, (Boston,) has just published, Canada, its Defences, Condition, and Resources, being a second and concluding volume of "My Diary, North and South." By W. HowARD RUSSELL, LL. D.

This volume will find readers. There is much in it with reference to our own country that is foolish and wicked, but it affords much valuable information in regard to Canada, especially as to its means of defence and its internal condition and resources.

Hypodeomic Injections in the treatment of Neuralgia, Rheumatism, Gout and other diseases. By ANTOINE RUPPANER, M. D. The same publisher as above.

Miramichi: A story of the Miramichi Valley, New Brunswick. This beautiful valley was the “Mecca" of artists seeking the picturesque; of hunters and fishers loving its wild sports; of speculators astonished at the undeveloped richness of the country; of rough lumbermen driven there by the march of civilization. But a few years ago this celebrated "Lumbering region" created as great a furore as the "Oil regions" of Pennsylvania do now. It is a new field for the Novelist, and this story abounds with admirable portraits and description, quaint humor and thrilling adventure. The prominent character is an honest, religions, Methodist blacksmith, from the "States," well known everywhere as "Bishop" B, self-elected and called to preach and reclaim the dwellers in this lovely valley, who were not a God-serving people.

Hunted to Death: A Story of Love and Adventure in both Hemispheres. This novel is one of Loring's popular Railway Library Series, and its success has been equal to its merit; for it is one of the spiciest books of its kind which we have seen for a considerable time.

Life-Scenes from the Four Gospels.-(A New Book.) By Rev. GEO. JONES, Chaplain U. S. Navy. The object of this work is to give a completeness to the scenes in the gospels, by means of the various knowledge that can be now procured from books of criticism, travels, archæology, &c., &c. and thus also, to make those scenes more real and life-like to the mind than they are apt to reading. appear in the ordinary, unappreciative mode of

Mr. Chaplain Jones has visited the Holy Land, and made a careful inspection of the city of the Great King, and his published volume of travels is full of interest and instruction.

SCIENCE.

dinornis, or moa, as it is called by the natives of New Zealand. The learned Professor quoted from a letter written by Dr. Hector, from Otago, New Zealand, from which it appears that almost perfect skeletons of a parent bird and her little ones were discovered buried in the sand by some gold-diggers, who were prospecting at a place called Manukeska, in the sand-plains of Otago. These valuable relics were carefully preserved and forwarded to England. Although the skeletons were in a very advanced state of decomposition, still they were very much more perfect than any that had hitherto been found. Not only were their bones united and unbroken, actually feathers still remained adhering to the integument that covered the carcass, just above the tail; the ligamentous tissue, attaching several of the larger bones together, still remaining but little changed; and tough horn-like covering of the soles of the feet still clung to the toes. The skull was very perfect, and measured about 8 inches in length. The chickens, four in number, appeared to have been very recently hatched, although no traces of egg-shell were discovered. The tiny moas, and their mamma or papa, whichever it might have been, seemed to have been suddenly covered up and stifled in an avalanche or drift of sand.

Their valuable remains are at present in the Museum at York, and were exhibited by Mr. Allies, F. L. S., at a meeting of the Linnean Society. It is instensely interesting and instructive, in taking a retrospective glance, to see how wonderfully the prediction of Professor Owens, founded on a mutilated thigh-bone, has been verified.

First came a gigantic femur or thigh-bone, sent to England by the Rev. W. Williams, who in 1824 was acting in capacity as missionary in New Zealand. As far as size went, it might have belonged to a bison. It was shown to the Professor, who at once pronounced it to belong to a huge bird, far larger than any that had ever been seen, allied to the ostrich, but less active in its habits. This is the first we hear of the mor, or moa, (native name, the dinornis or dreadful bird (oεivos Opris) of New Zealand.

Proffered rewards stimulated to more diligent search; and soon other bones were found, and others quickly followed these, and entire Skeletons were gradually completed. Then an enormous egg came to light, that was clearly the egg of this giant bird; and now we have the chicken, the only missing link.

Thus has it been clearly proved that a monster bird existed, such as Professor Owen had described his only data a single broken bone. This bird, closely allied to the ostrich or cassowary, lived at no very remote period of the worlds history, and may perhaps still exist in the unknown and unexplored wilds of New Zealand.

The remains were considered to belong to the species named Dinornis robustus, and the feathers springing from one shaft or quill, as we find in the emu and cassowary.

It is a debatable question whether the dinornis is more nearly related to the apteryx than to the emu or cassowary. The latter would appear to be the more probable inasmuch as the apteryx lays but a single egg; and here we are furnished with incontestible proof of four, if not more, chickens having been found with the parent bird, Buried suddenly together in the deadly sand-drift.

Neither is it by any means a certainty that the old bird discovered with the chicks must have been mostly demonstrated that, among the struthious birds, as the rhea, the emu, and cassowary, the female abandons the egg to the entire charge of the male, after she has deposited them in the nest.

Consanguineous Marriages.-M. A. Voisin has put forward some interesting facts tending to prove that marriages of consanguinity are not productive of the evil consequences usually attributed to them. He carried on his inquiries in the town of Batz, in the Loire-Inférieure. Having selected fortysix cases of consanguineous marriage, he examined the husbands, wives, and children in regard to their physical and intellectual development, and made inquiries concerning the families examined and their ancestors, through the assistance of the mayor, pastor, and oldest inhabitants. Combining the statistics thus collected, he finds that intermarriages do not bring about disease, idiocy, or malformation. The town of Batz is situated upon a peninsula, bounded on one side by the seashore, and on the other by salt marshes. The air is pure, and the most frequent winds are those from the north, north-east, and north-west. The number of inhabitants is about 3,300. They have little communication with other parts of the country, and their occupation is almost entirely confined to the preparation of salt. They are very intelligent, almost all the adults being able to read, and the morality is of the highest stamp. Theft or murder has not occurred within the memory of the oldest inhabitant. The mothers nurse their children till they are fifteen months old, and the general food of the population is of the vegetable class. There are at present, in Batz, forty-six couples who are cousins-five who are second cousins, thirty-one who are third cousins, and ten who are fourth cousins. From the five unions of second cousins there have been produced twentythree children, none of whom have presented any congenital deformity. The thirty-one marriages of third cousins have produced a hundred and twenty children, all healthy; and the marriages of fourth cousins have given rise to twenty-nine children, all of whom, with the exception of a few attacked by ague, were strong and healthy at the time of examination. The writer contends that such facts as the foregoing prove that consanguineous marriages by no means lead to the degeneration of a race.-Vide Comptes Rendus.

The Mont Cenis Tunnel.-In a late number of the Revue Contemporaine some interesting details concerning the apparatus employed in boring through the Alps are given. The machine consists of a piston working horizontally in a cylinder, and carrying a chisel fixed upon it like a bayonet, which at each stroke dashes with violence against the rock to be pierced. Each time the chisel recoils it turns round in the hole, and as the latter is sunk deeper and deeper, the frame-shield, which carries not one, but nine perforators, advances in proportion. While the chisel is doing its work with extraordinary rapidity, a copper tube of small diameter keeps squirting water into the hole, by which means all the rubbish is washed out. hind the shield there is a tender, which, by the aid of a pump set in motion by compressed air, feeds all these tubes with water. The noise caused by

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The Problem of Mahomet's Coffin.-M. Plateau undertook last year a series of experiments, with a view to discover whether, by any combination of magnets, he could suspend a metallic body in midair, as Mahomet's coffin is spposed to be maintaincd; and the result was his conclusion that the condition is an impossible one. This led to considerable discussion upon the question; and a letter appeared from Mr. W. F. Bartlett, of the Royal Institute, in the pages of the Reader, fully confirming M. Plateau's view. In this, however, he described a beautiful experiment, which may be new to our readers. A piece of gold leaf, about two and a half inches long and an inch an a quarter wide was cut into the from of a kite, one end forming an obtuse and the other an acute angle. A large Leyden jar, with an elevated knob, having been charged, the gold leaf, lying on a piece of paper was presented to it. It was sometimes necessary to detach the leaf by the aid of a penknife; when detached, it sprang towards the knob, but stopped within two inches of it, and remained hovering in the air. Its tail waved like the tail of a fish; and when a point projected from its side, it rotated continually. The jar when carried through the room was followed by the fish, which continued to swim in the presence of the knob for nearly an hour. With smaller jars and smaller fragments of gold, the same experiments may be made. Vide the Reader.

Thermometer Alarum.-A curious instrument of this kind has been devised by M. Morin. The object of the apparatus is to give an alarm when the temperature falls below or rises above a desired degree. For example, in greenhouses, conservatories, &c., it is necessary to maintain a fixed temperature, but it is not always convenient to keep a man watching the thermometer. By means of M. Morin's instrument, the change of temperature is indicated by the ringing of a bell, which at once calls the attention to the alteration of heat. The apparatus consists of an ordinary themometer, into the bulb of which a platinum wire is carried, another being brought through the top down to the point marking the degree of heat required. These wires are placed in connection with a small battery and electric alarum. So long as the required temperature is maintained the circuit is complete; but the moment the heat is diminished, the mercury falls, the circuit is broken, and a small electro-magnet lets fall an armature, which completes a circuit with the alarum. This now begins to ring, and continues to do so till the temperature rises again to the proper height. The principle involved in the machine is similar to that on which our automatic railway signals are con

structed, and we only wonder it has not been put in operation before.-Vide Comptes Rendus. Electricity and Music.-It is stated by a cotemporary that Mr. Barker, an organ-builder of Paris, is the inventor of a mode of applying electricity in the construction of great organs, so that the largest organ may be played as easily as a pianoforte, and the pipes may be distributed anywhere through a church. The invention is now being applied to a large organ in course of construction for the church of St. Augustin, in Paris.-Vide The Artizan.

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Goldsmith's Statue.-It is quite fitting that the precincts of the University of Dublin should be graced by a statue of one whose name occupies a bright page in the roll of Great Britain's literary men. Goldsmith owes little or none of his reputation to Trinity College; it did but little for him. The neglect, however, was less that of the college than his own; he could not bring his wild, erratic spirit to its discipline, nor brook the tyranny of some who bore rule over him. "His college tutor, the Rev. Theaker Wilder," writes one of Goldsmith's recent biographers, Dr. Waller, also of Trinity College, Dublin, "was a man of some mathematical ability, but violent in temper, insolent and overbearing in manners, and of a harsh, vicious, and brutal nature. Oliver detested mathematics, and so incurred the wrath of his tutor, which the indolence and thoughtlessness of the pupil gave too many occasions to gratify. He was subjected to taunts, ridicule, and insults almost daily-sometimes even to personal chastisement from one who, exercising over him the rights of a master over a servant, persecuted him with unremitting rancor." It must be remembered that Goldsmith was only a sizar of his college, that is, a "poor scholar," who received his education, and his board and lodging, such as these last were, free of expense, and that sizars were compelled to perform certain menial duties. Moreover, our universities in Goldsmith's time-more than a century ago-were conducted in a far different manner from what they are now and have long been. Especially was this the case in Dublin, Cambridge as well as Dublin has yet its "sizars, and Oxtord its "Bible-clerks," a similar class of students; but there is nothing absolutely degrading in their position, and both are generally recognized as evidence of good scholarship.

Goldsmith's college life, as Dr. Waller remarks, "is not one on which we dwell with pleasure.

. . It is useless to speculate what the young man's progress might have been under kindlier treatment. Brutality first outraged and then discouraged a sensitive nature. He sought relief from his wretchedness sometimes in dissipation, often in reckless disrespect of discipline; he wasted his time, neglected his studies, and dissipated the scanty supplies which his father could afford him.” At length, in the spring commencement of 1749, he took his B.A. degree. "As he passed out for the last time through the wicket in that massive gate beside which he so often loitered, how little did he think the time would come when he should stand there, in the mimic bronze, for ever—no loiterer now, friendless, nameless, neglected, but