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fication of the body is not due to a belief that the corpse so treated would live again, but in order that within the carcase thus preserved the spiritual body may germinate. It is impossible for us to present any idea of Dr. Budge's assertions and conjertures. It is obvious that the notions which were entertained by English poets-Butler and Herbert -were as wrong as were before them those of Juvenal in regard to the multiplicity of the deities and of the workmen who are

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Have made the gods they after prayed to. Milton seems, however, to have understood the sufferings and the transformations of Osiris; and the account by Plutarch of Isis and Osiris, whereon, presumably, Milton drew, though the result in part of imagination and misinformation, is of genuine value. How, while the Egyptian religion is monotheistic, it yet included countless gods we must leave Dr. Budge to explain. The book on Egyptian magic will probably interest a larger number of readers. That Egypt has long been regarded as the home of magic students of the Bible are well aware. So early as the fourth dynasty the working of magic was among the Egyptians a recognized art; and it is all but impossible, Dr. Budge thinks, to imagine a time in Egypt when they had not such knowledge. Their control of black magic and of white magic seems to have been equal. To them is due the belief in black powder, by means of which the transmutation of metals was accomplished. To them we owe many quaint and fantastic beliefs which prevail and are practised to this day. Take the idea of the Egyptian magician that it was possible to transmit "to the figure of any man, or woman, or animal, or living creature, the soul of the being which it represented, and its qualities and attributes." From this sprang the practice of setting before a fire the figure of a man, commemorated by Rossetti in Sister Helen,' and by other poets. Practices of the kind linger in Italy, and even in England. A heart stuck full of pins was discovered in a chimney of an old house at Staplegrove, and even more recently the melting of a waxen image of a man was followed by the immediate death of the victim. Such, absurd as it may seem, was the avowal of a distinguished writer, who failed to perceive that if what he said was true concerning an action for which he accepted the responsibility he was open to the charge of murder. We are not mentioning this either as a joke or with any belief. The statement was made more than once in our hearing, and may now be read in the life of the writer in question. In aiding to popularize Egyp. tian lore Dr. Budge, who is known to be one of the highest of authorities, is rendering a genuine service. His books may be warmly commended to all whom the study of Egyptology attracts.

The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D. Edited by Temple Scott. Vol. VIII. (Bell & Sons.) SUCCESSIVE Volumes of Temple Scott's edition of Swift appear in irregular order, the latest volume comprising Gulliver's Travels,' edited by Mr. G. Ravenscroft Dennis, B.A. For the use of the worker the present edition will oust all others. It adopts and incorporates all the alterations and additions in the large-paper copy of the first edition of 'Gulliver' belonging to Swift's friend Ford, and due to Swift himself. All the facts concerning this

copy, now in the Forster Collection, South Kensington, are given in the introduction, which, from a literary and bibliographical point of view, is excellent. No attempt at a complete commentary is, fortunately, made, the few notes being, it is hoped, adequate to the elucidation of allusions. Swift, like his predecessor Rabelais, has been the subject of far too much comment, and the reader of one, as of the other, will do well to pay little heed to historical illustrations. These are occasionally, in Swift's case, of use to the imperfectly informed reader. More often they are insignificant, troubleThe latest editor seems to some, or misleading.

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share our opinion. On one occasion he says, à propos of attempted explanations, Neither of these conjectures is very satisfactory, and it is more probable that Swift had no particular incident in mind, but was attracted by the absurdity of a solenin refutation of so ludicrous a scandal." Again, though he ventures to say that "the Queen of Brobdingnag is probably intended to - O those represent the Princess of Wales" he finds himself compelled commentators! add, "The King, however, bears little resemblance to the Prince, who was afterwards George II.". A reperusal of Gulliver' convinces book in the world. In a letter to Pope, quoted in one that, witty as it is, it is almost the saddest "The chief end I the introduction, Swift says, propose to myself in all my labours is to vex the world rather than divert it, and if I could compass that design without hurting my own person or fortune, I would be the most indefatigable writer hated all nations, professions, and communities." you have ever seen." And again, "I have ever Well might Coleridge say that Swift was "the soul of Rabelais habitans in sicco.

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. (Nutt.) THIS Middle-English Arthurian romance, “retold in Modern Prose, with Introduction and Notes, by Jessie L. Weston," is the first of Mr. Nutt's attractive series of Arthurian romances unrepresented in Malory's 'Morte d'Arthur.' It consists of a prose rendering of a supposedly unique MS. of the fourteenth century in the Cottonian Collection in the British Museum. It tells in agreeable language a strange story of the "typical English hero, as Miss Weston calls Sir Gawain, and shows him a very loyal, pure, and constant knight. Curious pictures of society in the period dealt with are given, and the tale will commend itself to the folk-lorist and the poet. We have read few of these Arthurian legends with more pleasure, and commend warmly Mr. Nutt's charming series, the appearance of which is attractive. The designs by M. M. Crawford constitute a distinct enhancement of delight. Wimborne Minster and Christchurch Priory. By the Rev. Thomas Perkins, M.A. (Bell & Sons.) WE own to a little apprehension lest the useful, convenient, and excellent "Cathedral Series" of Messrs. Bell & Sons should have come to a close with the death of its editor, Mr. Gleeson White, whose share in the undertaking is visible in the cover as well as in the contents. Our fears are set at rest by the appearance of the present volume, which, without belonging to the series itself, constitutes one of the companion volumes which already comprise 'Beverley Minster' and 'St. Martin's Church, Canterbury.' Few of our English

ecclesiastical edifices are more interesting or more beautiful than the two fanes dealt with in the present volume. Though situated in different counties, they are to this extent neighbours, that both are within easy reach of a walk from Bournemouth, to which, in fact, the Christchurch Priory belongs. The days of our pilgrimage to Wimborne Minster are not likely to be forgotten, and we can only hope that they may be renewed when we can replace the information of gossiping guides or vergers by Mr. Perkins's excellent volume. All that can add interest and instruction to a visit is therein to be found, and there are capital views from photographs and other sources of the Minster at various epochs. In addition to representations of the exterior, many of the monuments, the Beaufort and Etricke tombs, the Uvedale monument, the relic chest, &c., are shown, and there is a good picture of the very interesting library of chained books, which we remember inspecting. Let the reader specially note what is said (p. 47) about "houseling linen" in connexion with Hamlet's

Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled.

We know few if any architectural views lovelier or more impressive than that of Christchurch Priory, with the ruins of the castle and other ancient buildings as seen from the bridge. Mr. Perkins's book brings back the charm of this exquisite Norman edifice, and inspires a profound longing to see it again beneath the changing summer sunshine. Among his illustrations are views of the choir, the reredos, the Salisbury Chantry, the Draper Chantry, the sacristy, and one of the quaint and finely executed miserere carvings of the early fourteenth century.

The Hampstead Annual, 1899. Edited by Greville E. Matheson and Sydney C. Mayle. (Mayle.) THIS attractive annual deals with the Hampstead of past days, and contains many contributions of deep interest to the residents in this highest and most salubrious of London suburbs. Prof. Hales opens out the volume with an account of 'The King of Bohemia,' as a public-house in Hampstead is named. Dr. Garnett follows with Notes on some Poets connected with Hampstead'-Keats, Leigh Hunt, and Joanna Baillie. Canon Ainger devotes a paper to Mrs. Gillies,' and Mr. John Danvers one to 'Constable at Hampstead.' Mr. Nevinson's 'Some Hampstead Nonentities' gives a pleasant picture of domestic life. The book is illustrated with portraits and views of spots of interest, the latter showing what sad alterations have been made in this, till now, least molested of suburbs. If, as its name denotes, the publication is to be continued, we would only suggest, as a frequent visitor to Hampstead, the giving of further indications by which spots of interest can be recognized.

AMONG the books in preparation at the Clarendon Press may be mentioned the following: Celtic Folk-lore: Welsh and Manx,' by John Rhys,-'A Translation into Modern English of King Alfred's O.E. Version of Boethius,' by W. J. Sedgefield, 'King Horn,' edited by Joseph Hall,-The Complete Works of John Gower,' edited from the MSS., with introductions, notes, and glossaries, by G. C. Macaulay, Vols. II. and III. (English Works), The Canon of Chaucer,' by W. W. Skeat,- Dryden's 'Critical Essays,' edited by W. P. Ker,-"Plays

and Poems of Robert Greene,' edited by J. Churton Collins, The Works of Thomas Kyd,' edited by F. S. Boas, Milton's Poetical Works,' edited by H. C. Beeching,-Bosworth's Anglo-Saxon Dictionary: Supplement,' by T. N. Toller,-‘A New English Dictionary,' founded mainly on the materials collected by the Philological Society, and edited by Dr. Murray; portions of G by Henry Bradley, and of I by James A. H. Murray,- Å French Grammar,' by A. H. Wall,- The Alfred Jewel,' by John Earle, illustrated,-' Asser's Life of Alfred,' edited by W. H. Stevenson,- Voyages of the Elizabethan Seamen,' edited by E. J. Payne, Series II., and Burnet's History of My Own Time,' Vol. II. (to the end of the reign of Charles II.), edited by Osmund Airy.

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Among the catalogues in preparation are: ‘A Catalogue of the Turkish, Hindûstânî, and Pushtu MSS. in the Bodleian Library,' by H. Ethé, Part II.; A Catalogue of the Armenian MSS. in the Bodleian Library,' by S. Baronian, A Summary Catalogue of Bodleian MSS.,' by F. Madan, Vols. V. and VL,and Catalogue of the Rawlinson MSS. (D) in the Bodleian Library,' by W. D. Macray, Part V. (Index).

Notices to Correspondents.

We must call special attention to the following notices:

ON all communications must be written the name and address of the sender, not necessarily for publication, but as a guarantee of good faith.

WE cannot undertake to answer queries privately. To secure insertion of communications correspondents must observe the following rules. Let each note, query, or reply be written on a separate slip of paper, with the signature of the writer and such address as he wishes to appear. When answering queries, or making notes with regard to previous entries in the paper, contributors are requested to put in parentheses, immediately after the exact heading, the series, volume, and page or pages to which they refer. Correspondents who repeat queries are requested to head the second communication "Duplicate."

J. H. L.-"Brewers' entire" means entirely drawn from one butt, as formerly the favourite beer was a mixture of two separate fluids (see 1st S. ix. 235).

THE propounder of the query as to Army Rank on p. 47 wishes, of course, for early references.

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LONDON, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 10, 1900.

CONTENTS. - No. 111.
NOTES:-King Alfred': a Long Poem-Letter from Lord

Eyes with Gold for Luck - "Horse-Gentler” —

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Derby, 101-Eliza Meteyard-Cyclops or Cyclop City of Lushington," 103-Regimental Nicknames-Rubig wam":"Tepee"-Box-irons - Coincidence in Names Orientation of Churches, 104-Eighteenth-Century Advertisement Competition-Word Corruption-Literature for Soldiers, 105-A Son of George II.-Lucan Quotation-A Bulgarian Bard, 106. QUERIES:-"Hurry" Staith" Hirst" GovernorGeneral of Madras-Sir H. Linthorne-St. HierethaLytes of Lytes Cary-"See how these Christians love one another" - Highland Incantation, 107 - Proverbs in

Jacula Prudentum'"Irish Fearagurthok" Davis Arms—“Nostoc "—Poker Virtue - "Bottle," St. Paul's Churchyard - Sir A. Keck-Empress Eugénie-Drawings by Sir J. Gilbert, 108-Classical Reference Wanted-John Thurbane-Haydon's Pictures-Authors Wanted, 109. REPLIES:-Welsh MS. Pedigrees, 109 - Bill of ExchangeEgyptian Chessmen-Marriage Gift, 111-Name Swigg African Names-"Hoyt "-"Hoodock"-St. Michael's Church, Bassishaw, 113-Pewter Marks-" Thé Beurré”

"Wroth Silver," 112-Old Church at Chingford-South

lines. The title is 'Alfred,' not 'King Alfred.' Vol. i. (1808) is dedicated by permission to the king.

Roscoe, in his preface to the Pickering edition, in which he does not mention the first edition, excepting that he speaks of the first volume having been called in by Fitchett, refers to the poem as

"an Herculean labour, which had it been found in the centre of the loftiest pyramid of Egypt might have been considered as a specimen well worthy of the massive character of that land of wonders, and of the shrine in which it was inclosed."

Allibone does not say anything about Fitchett, but says, under 'Robert Roscoe,' that he "was the author of 'Alfred, an Epic Poem,"" whereas he wrote no more than 2,585 lines of King Alfred,'

A copy of the incomplete edition was bought by the Warrington Museum and Library in 1882 at Sotheby's, when the library of the The Mint-Number of Baronets in each Reign-New late John Fitchett Marsh, formerly of FairCritical Review of Public Buildings,' &c., 114-" Norman Gizer Bensted Family - Emery Family-Shepherdess field House, Warrington, and late of HardWalk-Misquotation, 115-The late Mr. Quaritch-The wick House, Chepstow, was sold. Discoverer of Photography, 116-" Petigrewe," 117.

Our library also possesses a copy of the

NOTES ON BOOKS:-Piper's Church Towers of Somer-second edition (not called second edition). Set-Upper Norwood Athenæum Record-Lambkin's

Remains-Reviews and Magazines.

Notices to Correspondents.

Hotes.

'KING ALFRED,' BY FITCHETT:
A LONG POEM.

Mr. Marsh was a nephew of Fitchett, and at one time his partner in the locally well-known firm of Fitchett & Marsh, solicitors, Warrington. Probably 'King Alfred' is the longest poem in the English language, perhaps in any language. The Warrington Library in its collection of local books has also the manuscript of 'Alfred,' as well as several minor In 1897 (8th S. xi. 498) appeared a note on poems of Fitchett, published or printed Dr. Beaumont, in which the writer (R. R.) mostly at Warrington. Fitchett was born at spoke of Psyche; or, Love's Mystery,' as one Liverpool, 21 Sept., 1776, and died at Warof the longest poems in the English language. rington, 20 Oct., 1838. See 'Profiles of WarAs to length a Warrington poet has far sur-rington Worthies,' collected, &c., by James passed Beaumont. 'Psyche' (second edition, 1702) has twenty-four cantos, making, including the arguments, only 38,688 lines.

King Alfred,' a poem by John Fitchett, is in forty-eight books, containing in all 131,150 lines. The last book (2,585 lines) was written by Robert Roscoe, who edited Fitchett's poem after the latter's death, and wrote the forty-eighth book to complete the work, Fitchett having failed to exhaust his subject in 128,565 lines. The poem was published by Pickering in 1841 in 6 vols. 8vo. An incomplete edition was printed in Warrington by J. Haddock, and then J. & J. Haddock, for Cadell, Davies, and others, 5 vols. 4to., 1808-34. These quartos were, I believe, never published, but given to friends. The quarto poem was divided into twenty-two books. The shortest book has 863 lines, the longest 23,045

Mr. Madeley, the librarian of the Warrington Museum and Library, gives the number as 131,238.

Kendrick, M.D., Warrington, 1853.

The poem ought not to be estimated by its weight, though doubtless it is very heavy, but rather by its length. In the MS. the lines average at least six inches. Taking that as the length per line, the total length would be a little over 12 miles 3 furlongs.

A critique of this portentous poem appeared in the Spectator of 20 April, 1844. The writer confesses that he has only dipped into King Alfred.' There is a good deal about Fitchett and his works in the Palatine_Note - Book, vol. ii. p. 168. ROBERT PIERPOINT.

St. Austin's, Warrington.

LETTER FROM LORD DERBY TO
C. A. BRISTED.

in 1840 the art of epistolary correspondence
SINCE the introduction of the Penny Post
has been dying out, and it is rarely that one
meets with a letter of later date either of

much general interest or in good style. The following-in my collection of autographswritten in his twenty-fifth year, when residing at the Albany, by the Hon. E. H. Stanley, shortly afterwards known as Lord Stanley, and subsequently fifteenth Earl of Derby (b. 1826; d. 1893), to his friend and, if I remember rightly, late fellow-student of Trinity (Camb.), Charles Astor Bristed, the author (b. 1820; d. 1874), at Washington, U.S., is, however, an exception to the rule, and (as containing references to the then prevailing epidemic of catarrh called "influenza," to our first Great Exhibition, to the recent changes in the Government, the "No Popery" agitation, and other matters of considerable public interest) deserving of publication. It will be noted that the writer terms his letter "short and dull," but this is in the humorous vein which runs throughout:

Albany, London, March 9th, 1851. DEAR BRISTED,-You will owe this epistle in part to your pamphlet of last year, which arrived in safety, and was eagerly read: and also to an influenza, as I believe the learned in such things call it, which keeps me at home half-deaf, nearly dumb, and altogether lazy. I never knew until now that doing nothing was so amusing an occupation as I find it: the discovery once made, I shall profit by it in future. We are a nation of invalids, and France, at least Paris, is the same. They say there are there 40,000 people ill with colds, coughs, &c. I don't put much faith in such social statistics, but certainly London does nothing but sneeze and wheeze in chorus. This is since the ministerial crisis: then everybody was too busy, too anxious, or too impatient for news, to recollect that they were ill. As I see none of your papers except the New York Herald, and that only in the edition intended for Europe, I never know to what extent the transatlantic editors keep you misinformed on the state of affairs here. Our penny-a-liners combine on such occasions not only to tell all that is passing, but a great deal more into the bargain: and the inventive powers of "our own correspond ents" have been heavily taxed in the course of the last few weeks. The history is briefly this. Government found themselves weak, and grew weary of being baited every night in the speeches, and often beaten in the division: besides, they had raised difficulties innumerable, which they could not settle, and durst not leave alone, but which they hoped to have the satisfaction of bequeathing to their successors: so one fine morning they resigned, and we tried our chance. During three or four days we thought ourselves nearly certain of success: unluckily our intended colleagues did not agree with us, and looked on at our efforts as an Englishman (according to some authors) looks on at a row: in the end it failed, and things remain as they were. The most peculiar feature of these political changes is the immense amount of slander and gossip which they produce: no old maid in a country town could invent or circulate half the scandals which on these occasions are hatched in the clubs, and passed round from one grave politician to another. You used to complain, and as far as I could judge, with perfect

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justice, of the talking of the New York coteries: had you only seen London ten days back, you and patriotic for life. We have cooled down for would have gone home reconciled to your country, the present, but I expect fresh troubles before the autumn.

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For myself I left Paris about a fortnight after to Madrid, thence returned you, rambled on through the South of France, paid Lord Brougham a visit at Cannes, and vegetated through a winter in Lancashire. I have not spoken once during the three weeks of the session: my silence was choice at first, and just now is necessity. But I find the 'grand talent pour le silence "our national boast qualifications for a debater is the power of occasion-grow upon me even in Parliament: one of the ally talking nonsense either without knowing, or without caring that it is so: and when one has succeeded to a certain extent at first, one grows more afraid of failure, afterwards. Of our Parisian Rochefoucauld talked of friends I have seen none. coming over to look at the Exhibition, which really will be a fine show. Imagine a gigantic conservatory 1,800 feet long, and 900 wide in the broadest part: that is, about six times the length of the Astor House front which looks on Broadway: fill this with everything that can be found or made between China and Peru: and collect 20,000 people, who will be able to move about at the same time without crowding the building, to look on and wonder. There is a story that Barnum has bid for it-house, goods, and all-at secondhand: and that you are to have the scene acted over again-1 suppose near Hellgate or on Long Island. After Jenny Lind and Thackeray, he could do no less. Our good cockneys, however, have no idea of parting with their toy: last year they insisted on its being a mere temporary building, and now they are ready to tear the architect to pieces because he obeyed his orders.

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When I first came home, I found England in one of its periodical fits of No-Popery madness. No one could speak, write, or think, of anything except the Pope and Cardinal Wiseman; it reminded_me of the three months inmediately before a Presidential election. Among the mob the feeling amounted to frenzy. You may judge whether this is exaggeratic, when I tell you that soon after Wiseman came over, his legal adviser (a Mr. Bagshaw) asked him to dinner. On the day for which his party was fixed, the butler came and told him that other people might do as they liked, but for his part, he had a soul to be saved, and he could not reconcile it to his conscience to wait upon Papists." The man persisted, and left his place accordingly. Can you fancy this in England, and in 1851 ? I heard the story directly from the person concerned. It really ought to be set down to our credit politically, that we have done everything to discourage this mania. Had we chosen to avail ourselves of it, we might long ago have been carried into Downing Street on a high tide of fanaticism. To be sure we should have had a civil war in Ireland; but there are some speculators who say that such an event rather strengthens a government, since nobody dares then oppose their measures for fear of being suspected of abetting revolution.

We have no new books of much interest, except a posthumous memoir of Lord Holland's, containing much scandal, not exactly about Queen Elizabeth, but what is hardly newer, about Marie Antoinette. A minister's politics follow him into the grave: the rival reviews have praised and

blamed the work, as though the writer were still in the Whig Cabinet. It contains nothing that could make, or destroy, the reputation of an author unknown: but seemed to me to be one of those trifles which one enjoys only when they come from somebody who can do greater things on occasion. I hear often of the papers in Fraser, which are pretty generally known as yours. Most people like them, which is something: and everybody reads them, which is more. I hope you have satisfied Trolnind that none of the characters are drawn from life. I need not ask you if you are in a literary quarrel-but what particular quarrel are you in? As long as the weapons used are only pen and paper, I shall not condole with you, for controversy is your element, and you are never happy out of it. A fellow-citizen of yours (I forget his name) has printed a book on Jamaica, wherein he abuses my pamphlet in good set terms. I wish a few more had done the same, and it might have paid the publisher's bill. The Quarterly has reviewed it in language of rather exaggerated compliment.

Let me hear from you: a monthly article cannot take up all your time. When do you mean to come across again? I have no plans fixed, not knowing what may happen.

I hope Madame is well, and after seeing Paris, has decided like a good American to prefer New York. Paris was in mourning for her departure, as

well it might be.

This is a short and a dull letter, but I write from my bed, and have no energy left to do better. Ever yours,

E. H. STANLEY.

The "pamphlet" first alluded to above was probably A Letter to the Hon. Horace Mann' (1850), being a reply to some remarks on the characters of Stephen Girard and J. J. Astor contained in the latter's 'Thoughts for a Young Man.' It was one of the earliest printed productions of Bristed, who, it may be added, wrote also under the pseudonyms of "Carl Benson" and "Frank Manhattan." W. I. R. V.

ELIZA METEYARD.-I do not think the following facts regarding Miss Meteyard's charming story Dora and her Papa' are generally known, and therefore they may be considered of sufficient interest to be placed on record in the pages of 'N. & Q.' The story is written in Miss Meteyard's most fascinating style, and brings before her young readers many antiquarian and historical subjects in such a way that they are easily understood and appreciated, and an appetite created for knowing more about such things. But this in passing. What I wished to be recorded is that some of the principal characters in the story are drawn largely from actual life-from persons whom Miss Meteyard knew. Mr. Flaxdale (Dora's papa) was taken from the late Mr. Thomas Bateman, of Lomberdale House, Derbyshire,

the well-known antiquary; and the original of Hornblower was Mr. Samuel Carrington, the village schoolmaster of Wetton, Staffordshire, a frequent contributor to the early numbers of the Reliquary, a self-taught, but learned geologist, who supplied more than one museum with rare geological specimens. The vivid description of the opening of a barrow is a faithful account of one actually opened by Mr. Bateman, and I may add that a portion, probably a good portion, of the book was written during a visit of the authoress to Lomberdale House. I may also here state that 'The Doctor's Little Daughter,' by the same author, is practically a history of her early childhood, and the old-fashioned town mentioned therein as having once been the scene of a battle is Shrewsbury, where she was living with her father from 1818 to 1829. Both books, I believe, are now out of print. CHARLES DRURY.

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CYCLOPS.-Your reviewer at 9th S. iv. 548 The Cyclops in Ovid (we cannot call Says: him 'The Cyclop') offered Galatea two cubs," &c. I would beg to remind him and your readers that the encyclopaedic Dr. Garnett, of British Museum fame, writes thus in his 'Life of Milton,' at p. 119: "Milton...... persisted in exhibiting himself as the blind Cyclop dealing blows amiss." I agree with your reviewer, but in the face of so great a general authority as Dr. Garnett, I should like to hear the opinion of others.

NE QUID NIMIS.

[Pope in his 'Odyssey' wrote "Cyclop "; modern classical authorities seem to prefer "Cyclops," e.g. Liddell and Scott, Smith's Dictionary,' Lewis and Short, Paley, Conington, Profs. Jebb, Mahaffy, and Jevons, Messrs. Butcher and Lang, &c.]

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"THE CITY OF LUSHINGTON." (See 9th S. iv. 522.)-Early in the spring of 1877 I was, on the introduction of a bohemian artist then of Twickenham, made free of "The City of Lushington," and entered as of the "Juniper Ward." The other "wards" were, I think, "Poverty," "Madness," and "Death," each represented by a small dusky painting under the ceiling at the four corners of the room. The entrance fee was a shilling disbursed on three pots of porter. I do not remember who the Lord Mayor was, but the master of the ceremonies, called, I think, "the town crier," was a man named Moriarty, said to be a sculptor. There were present Mr. Vokes, a theatrical costumier, and father of the well-known family of that name, and Mr. Leno, a second-hand bookseller of Booksellers' Row, Holywell Street, Strand. The proceedings were orderly, and

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