not unnatural, perhaps, that Dr. Trusler should compare his illustrator to Hogarth; but in such designs as "All is not Gold that Glitters," and

Scald not your Lips with Another Man's Pottage," the comparison is not wholly untenable. His animals, too, are often admirable-witness the

popular prowling cat in the Tales for Youth," the hunting scenes in the "Chase" (e.g. the "Huntsman and Hounds," the "Home of the Otter"), and many of the vignettes in the children's books,' while he shared with his brother, though in a far

1 A large proportion of these, however, are mere adaptations of Thomas Bewick's work.

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less degree, the art of contriving effective backgrounds of rock-work and foliage. One distinctive quality he seems to have possessed, which is not to be found in Thomas Bewick, the quality of grace-a grace artificial indeed, as was much of the

LITTLE ANTHONY. (FROM THE "LOOKING-GLASS FOR THE MIND," 1792.)

grace of the eighteenth century, yet not without its charm. Whether he caught this from Stothard and the novel illustrators of the period we know not; but there are many examples of it in his work, notably in his treatment of children. Take, for instance, the trio of scholars in the "Progress of Man," who, with their hands on their hearts,

are making a leg" to their nightcapped and dressing - gowned preceptor. Or take again the charming picture in the "Looking Glass for the Mind," of the anxious little fellow who is standing on a chair to look at the barometer. As an engraver John Bewick does not in any way equal his brother. His manner is flatter, more conventional, less happy in the distribution of its light and shade. In his later work, however, he improved greatly in this respect, as may be seen by reference to the "Tales for Youth," which contain some of his best engraving, and to the watercress gatherer of the "Deserted Village."

Only one portrait of John Bewick is known to exist, and that is a crayon by George Gray, now in the Newcastle Natural History Society's Museum. Personally he seems to have been a young man of considerable wit and vivacity, and very popular with his associates—a popularity, if we may judge from certain passages in the "Memoir," not without its peril in the eyes of his graver elder brother. "He would not, as he called it, be dictated to by me; but this I per