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Adelaide, with flashing eyes. 'His vocation is a holy one. Yes, Mr. Forrester, I will help you if you will but show me how. I have wanted so much to do some good work in the world, not caring for it to be high, you know, ever since I suffered so on shipboard and there was no help for any one but in God. He brought us through, and it seemed to me afterwards as if He owned us doubly. But till papa is asked we mustn't talk about this any more.'

On Mr. Brignall's next return from a short expedition, Adelaide awaited him with trepidation. Was this dear father, who had always been her best friend, who had taken her part in many a little contest with her mother, all at once to be transformed into an enemy? a kill-joy? a something to be supplicated, with wrench of heart and appeal of agonized sensibilities? It seemed so. But what was Adelaide's astonishment when her father returned to her, not alone, but accompanied by a handsome yet weather-beaten looking sailor, in whose face might be traced a bold likeness of herself! Yes, here was a pleasant adventure to set against those harrowing experiences of a little while ago. Mr. Brignall had met with his boy Fred. The delight of the brother and sister at the reunion, so far from home, baffles description.

It seemed like the realization of their dreams in the Dingle. But it was not till Fred had spun a very long yarn that Adelaide was able to comprehend the strange train of circumstances that had led up to the present rencontre. The long yarn being quite irrelevant to our story, it is enough


say that in this brother, who always did take her part, Adelaide had a powerful ally, to aid her in bringing Mr. Brignall senior into submission.

That gentleman was approached very cautiously. Not a hint having been given him that could arouse suspicion, he went with Mr. Fortescue

to see Forrester in his lately assumed character of major-domo. Fred accompanied them, seeing that Adelaide was anxious he should. Mr. Fortescue always abetted any proposition of Adelaide's. The visit was satisfactory. The two young men so sharply contrasted were struck with mutual admiration. Fred, on leaving Mr. Forrester's, expressed much dissatisfaction that to a mind so choice the pulpit and platform should be denied, but envied his scholars the felicity of being directed by such a heart and brain; learning from one so young and yet so mature.

Mr. Brignall was equally high in his praise, little thinking how soon his words might be quoted against him.

Ab, well! This happy state of ignorance did not long continue, and then he resisted, of course. He would have none of it. He had not taken his daughter from her home to leave her behind him in an alien land. He should marry her to neither a missionary nor to a schoolmaster. If he had foreseen this she should never have stirred from the shelter of her mother's wing. Back to that safe asylum he should shortly take her, for much maternal clucking might he expect to hear if he failed.

Adelaide meekly allowed that it was for him to decide. She would say good-bye to Mr. Forrester if her father wished it, but she would never marry any one else.

Fred conducted his special pleading on his sister's behalf with acuteness, with a keen intuition as to his father's salient points, and with all the earnestness his affection for Adelaide and his admiration of her fiancé could inspire. The opposition was weakened, but after all it was Mr. Fortescue who carried the day. He could not but be accredited with superiority to the young people's standpoint. He could enter into the merchant's feelings; for he, too,

had a daughter. His position and high character gave him a right to be heard. The reliability of his judgment respecting the future of the parties and their chances of domestic and social happiness made Mr. Brignall waver. Entering fully into the delicacy and peculiarity of the situation, Mr. Fortescue told him that all the objections that could be raised were too trifling to be considered in view of the risk he ran of spoiling two lives and wrecking his own child's earthly happiness.

'It is hard to leave your daughter behind; to give her to a man who is a stranger to her mother. Possibly you might marry her to a richer man, or to one in a higher station; but would it be any satisfaction to you to do that, if you knew that her heart went not with her hand? Consider how beautifully she is adapted to him, he to her. In mind, in education, in nobility of soul, there is much of that likeness and unlikeness between them which we imagine existing between the typical man and woman.' 'What you say is very true, but-' 'But worldly considerations influence you.'

'They ought not, unduly. I have passed through scenes that are calculated to awaken a man out of his worldly-mindedness, Mr. Fortescue. Apart from all that, it is hard. Really, when I left Liverpool with Adelaide, I did not suppose that a hair's breadth could have been added to the height of my love for her; but if you had seen her behaviour on the voyage, her solicitude about me when she was suffering herself, her desire to spare my feelings when her high-strung fortitude gave way, you would not wonder that my affection for her grew by cubits. Just as I find out what my child is, others want to take her away. Forrester is not the first candidate.'

"They found out what she was, too, it appears. Few marry who have the opportunity of such intimate knowledge of each other.'


There was a long pause. Fortescue would not weaken the effect of his words by another appeal. Mr. Brignall was the first to speak.

'And it is for this I have brought her here! Well, I must not be rebellious.'

So paternal reluctance capitulated; and if either of the combined forces against which Mr. Brignall had waged war could have seen the reasons which he assigned to the Head of the Home Department for so doing, a strong element of self-satisfaction must have mingled with their happiness. The terms in which Herbert Forrester was described were enough to have flattered into a momentary elation the meekest of natures.

Mr. Brignall compensated himself in some measure for his submission. He affected austerity towards Adelaide, who could not help looking radiantly happy, however unbecoming to her in the circumstances. He professed to be thoroughly sceptical of her expression of sorrow at not taking him back to England, as she had promised her mother.

But in grave earnest he sent word to her mother to be generous with the house linen and trousseau, which were to be sent out with despatch ; and, though he received Forrester when he came to see him with the air of a martyr, he uttered no protest.

In due time Mr. Fortescue had the pleasure he had so long coveted, of joining Herbert Forrester and Adelaide Brignall in holy matrimony. The father of the bride was thought to give her away with more sadness than hearty good-will.




A SCOLDING Woman, 'deed, was Janet Grey-
Coarse-natured in the common acts of life;
Yet is she worthy of poet's lay:

One gentle deed condones her brainless strife.

The gudeman hurries mutt'ring from the door;
Sandie and Peggie quarrel with each other;
A three-month's babe lies fretting on the floor-
Sooth, how the children imitate their mother!
Now Janet steps across the porch to see

If within hail there stands a kindred spirit;
Some neighbour-wife, with ready sympathy
For the sad tale of her domestic worrit.'

Ah! neebour Pearson knows what trouble is!
With eager voice and hand she beckons to her
Now the two matrons fret o'er that and this-
Agreeing 'twould be gain if men were fewer.
But, hark! a fearful clamour fills the street;
At once the village woman-kind rush out;
With, 'What has happened?' each doth other greet,
Then turn, and flee indoors with sudden rout.

All besides Janet. She was rather proud
To be unlike a woman in her scorn
Of pain or danger. Why should she be cow'd
By man or brute-who was a Campbell born?
And after all, 'twas but a frighten'd horse,

That foaming, panting, swiftly rush'd along.
What if he blindly sway'd from his mad course?-
Sure, Janet Grey, such hardihood is wrong!

And now the brute is near her, and a cry,
Full of deep yearning, rises to her lips.
Straight in its path a helpless babe doth lie!
Screaming with joy, the child a chicken grips.

Ah! cruel death of infant playfulness!

Will nothing stay yon terror-stricken beast?

'Tis said that brutes most fell and pitiless,
Have helpless babes with gentle care releas'd.

But fretful Janet has a mother's heart;
Boldly she rushes to the gleeful child;

With babe and chick scarcely may backward start,
Ere, like a tempest, passed that creature wild.

Whose child? whose child? the gath'ring people ask,
As Janet, trembling, sits her down and cries,

Scolding the little one her joy to mask

Unconscious of the praise in neighbours' eyes.

One asked her, 'Since the babe was not her own,
Why did she risk so much?' Then Janet press'd
It to her heart, and said, in gentle tone,

'Tis some one's bairn,—I canna tell the rest.'


The anecdote embodied in these lines was related by the Rev. Dr. Punshon during

the course of a sermon preached at Clapham.



THE furious President The torture' calls.
The very Court's apparitors, aghast,
Cry, He is noble, of an ancient stock,
Fit to be foremost of our city folk.'
'Or be he vile or noble, know not I,

And shall not seek to know: the torture-quick!'
The martyr, 'mid the hail of leaden blows,
Sings loud a hymn of praise to Christ, and shouts :
'Not from my parents' blood, or the Court's laws,
Draw I my title to nobility:

The laws of Christ alone ennoble man ;
Those only who serve Him are truly great.'

E. W. B.


A Compendium of Christian Theology: Being Analytical Outlines of a Course of Theological Study, Biblical, Dogmatic, Historical. By the Rev. W. B. Pope, D.D. Vol. I. Second Edition, Revised and Enlarged. London: Published for the Author at the Wesleyan Conference Office.-We hail the appearance of the first volume of this marvellous production. The subjects treated in this part of the work are: Definitions, etc., of Theology; The Divine Rule of Faith; God; God and the Creature, and Providence.

The additions are more numerous and fuller, and, if possible, more valuable, even than those made to Vol. II., which appeared first, and has been noticed in a former number of this Magazine. Almost every paragraph is enriched by some fresh matter; while several entirely new subdivisions are added. The sections treating of Revelation, and Inspiration and The Attributes of God, are greatly amplified. These portions especially we would strongly recommend to, not only the Theological Student, but every thoughtful and intelligent reader of God's Word.

As in the earlier volume, the historical parts have received the most copious additions. Several pages are devoted to a swift but searching glance into the conflict of Christianity with Heathenism, with Natural Religion, with Scientific Thought. The various human theories of the Creator and the Creation are more decisively dealt with. It is, however, impossible, within our space, to indicate all the fresh matter; but we would call special attention to the timely and weighty paragraphs on Speculative Theology, The Secret of AntiTheism and Is Atheism Possible?


cause,' Dr. Pope observes, of this antitheistic sentiment among men, is the

failure to weigh well the argument all round. A narrow view of things, fixing its thought upon some one fascinating discord, may lead to the rejection of God."

We are deeply impressed by the profoundly reverent spirit which pervades the book. Deep penetration and holy boldness, respecting those things which are revealed, are combined with an instinctive covering of the face before the secret things which belong unto the Lord our God. This work could never have been produced except by a deeply spiritual, as well as severely logical mind; and when we come upon some singularly suggestive and beautiful practical reflection in the midst of the most abstruse investigation, it nevertheless accords naturally with the


The arrangement of the various subdivisions is considerably improved by the substitution of minor headings for a multitude of confusing figures, which, for lack of space, were employed in the first edition.

Representative Nonconformists: With the Message of their Life and Life-Workfor To-day. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart, LL.D., F.S.A., Author of The Prince of Light and Prince of Darkness in Conflict, etc. London: Hodder and Stough ton. 1879.-This is a delightful book, and as healthful and edifying as it is charming. Happy in the selection of Representative Nonconformists-John Howe, Richard Baxter, Samuel Rutherford and Matthew Henry,-Dr. Grosart has been still more happy in his analysis and presentation of their mental and spiritual characteristics, and his estimate of their lifework.' Dr. Grosart's aim is usefulness, all the interest of the book is subsidiary to

that. Hence, with an appreciation of the worthies whom he delineates, as enthusiastic as it is discriminating, he never glorifies the men, but glorifies God in them. His chosen task being to interpret and to urge home 'the message of their life-work,' he regards each, not as a prodigy, but as a pattern. He rightly puts John Howe in the forefront, as the tallest and the bestproportioned of the mighties of the Nonconformist host. He has done well in reproducing his highly interesting paper in The Sunday at Home: 'An Overlooked Incident in the Life of John Howe.' The great value of this incident is the clear proof it affords of the instructive and encouraging fact that the grand largeminded and larger-hearted Nonconformist divine was, in his early ministry, a very crude theologian, and a narrow and selfconfident High Churchman.

One of the rarest virtues of the book is its entire freedom from exaggeration and from any tinge of Puritan partiality. In fact, the learned author sometimes seems to us not to make the best of, on the contrary, rather to underrate, the Puritan giants. In any case, his estimate of the sometimes prolix Calvinian expositor, Thomas Goodwin, is far below our own. Dr. Grosart pronounces T. Goodwin's Works as, 'on the whole, arid and dreary.' We should as soon have thought of applying the epithets 'arid and dreary' to a tangled, labyrinthine filbert-wood, with its rich though ragged foliage, and quaint but delightsome chequering of light and shade; its birdnests and bird-notes, as to Thomas Goodwin's Works. 'As a whole, arid!' Who could wish for anything more succulent than Thomas Goodwin's expositions of Hosea xiv., John xiii.-xvii., and Romans viii., and his tractate, included in Wesley's Christian Library, on The Return of Prayer? We have met with few commentaries on The Revelation more lively than Thomas Goodwin's. And his Ephesians, if dreary at all, has but the dreariness of a winding glen, with its loosely piled rocks, streaked with metallic lustre, and half-draped_in luxuriant and foodful vegetation. Dr. Grosart also underestimates, we think, the popularity of Rutherford's Letters in England. And whilst Matthew Henry has, we are thankful to find, his due as a great and permanently valuable commentator, it seems to us that we could, from bare memory, have supplied more racy and characteristic excerpts than most of those which are given as specimens.

The book contains some fine touches of criticism; and a fragrant, healthful spirit of genuine and genial catholicity exhales from every page. This is a specially valuable book for young Ministers, indeed

for all Ministers and all young men; very quickening, and at the same time restful and recreative. It is also a capital book for family reading and a Church Circulating Library or a Sunday-school Library. Less elegant than Willmott's choicest biographies, it is more earnest and edifying.

Rev. Joseph Cook's Monday Lectures. Part XII. London: R. D. Dickinson. -In the present series of eight Lectures, the author treats of some of the phases of Factory Life, of Wages and Capital, of Trades Unions and Socialism, and of Cooperation. The titles of Mr. Cook's lectures do not always suggest the nature of their contents; as, for instance, the lecture on Factory Life and its Dangers, which he entitles Infidel Attack on the Family. Insidious that attack doubtless is; but we cannot see what direct connection the mingling of men and women at work in factories has with infidelity; nor can we see why a declamation on the merits of John Ruskin should be chosen as a Prelude to it. We should have thought Mormonism had more to answer for in the matter of attacks on the Family than on Natural and Starvation Wages; yet, strange to say, Mormonism is chosen as the Prelude to a lecture on the latter subject.

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Some of Mr. Cook's expressions grate harshly on English ears; as, for example, 'an illy-regulated boarding-house,' grinning and flabby commercial liberalism.' We draw attention to these minor details the rather because of the high tone and great merit of Mr. Cook's lectures, and because we should like to see them permanently retain their place in our literature. To this nothing is wanting but a pure style.

The standard of necessary wages Mr. Cook advocates is very much higher than that which is considered essential in England, and he admits his American bias. Nineteen shillings a week as the minimum wages for a woman does not seem to us a conclusive corollary to Hood's poem, Song of the Shirt. We sympathize heartily in Mr. Cook's judgment that the wages of the labourer should rise in proportion to the profits of the employer, and the existence of sliding scales of wages shows that the principle is being accepted. It was long ago adopted by Mr. Frank Crossley, of Halifax, in the payment of his employés, each of whom, if we mistake not, was considered to have a share in the concern.

We agree with Mr. Cook in his opinion that strikes are productive of no real benefit to the unionist, borne out as it is by the fact that in many places, agricultural labourers and domestic servants generally

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