burst from his daughter brought him back once more to her side, to fold her again in his arms, to clasp her to his bosom, to press kisses, how tender! on her wet cheeks and quivering lips, and then-what could he more?-to leave her, feeling that for himself the bitterness of death was past. Elizabeth's agony of sorrow was so heart-rending that it brought a strange softness over the stern natures of some of the by-standers, who were little wont to be touched with royal sorrows, and had long witnessed unmoved the calmer grief of the father.

The prince and princess were taken back to Lyon House. No pen has recorded how, in her beautiful seclusion, Elizabeth passed the fearful hours of the 30th of January; the bursting heart with which she poured out her soul in prayers for her father, till the fatal hour arrived, the pang of orphan desolation which thrilled to the very core of her sensitive spirit, when the lapse of time made it all but certain that she had no longer a father; the tenacious clinging to the hopeless chance, that after all such a thing could not bethat at the eleventh hour some rescue must have appeared; the agonizing suspense of waiting the arrival of the first messenger from London, who brought a full and final confirmation of her fears, and all the intensity of hopeless misery that followed. Elizabeth never recovered from the effects of that day, and the short remainder of her career was but a lingering death.-Lives of the Princesses of England.

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GREEN, THOMAS HILL, an English philosopher, born at Birkin, Yorkshire, April 7, 1836; died at Oxford, March 15, 1882. He was educated at Rugby, and at Balliol College, Oxford, where he became a teacher in 1866, master of the college in 1870, and Professor of Moral Philosophy in 1878. As a leading figure in the Neo-Hegelian movement, he exerted a marked influence upon the trend of thought at Oxford. Mrs. Humphry Ward took him for the original of " Dr. Grey" in her novel, Robert Elsmere. He contributed many philosophical articles to the North British Review and other periodicals; was joint editor of the philosophical works of Hume, and joint translator of the Metaphysics of Lotze. Besides the Introduction to Hume (1874), he published in 1881 a lecture entitled Liberal Legislation and Freedom of Contract. After his death appeared The Witness of God and Faith (1883); Prolegomena to Ethics (1883); Collected Writings (1885-7-8), edited by Nettleship.

"To Professor Green," says Principal Caird in his Essays on Philosophical Criticism, "philosophy was not a study of the works of men that are gone, but a life transmitted from them to hima life expressing itself with that power and authority which belongs to one who speaks from his own experience, and never to 'the scribes,' who speak from tradition."

THE EDUCATION OF A GENTLEMAN.

I confess to hoping for a time when the phrase will have lost its meaning, because the sort of education which alone makes the gentleman in any true sense will be within the reach of all. As it was the aspiration of Moses that all the Lord's people should be prophets, so with all seriousness and reverence we may hope and pray for a condition of English society in which all honest citizens will recognize themselves and be recognized by each other as gentlemen.-From Lecture Before the Wesleyan Literary Society, 1881.

CROMWELL AND VANE.

If it seems but a poor change from the fanatic sacerdotalism of Laud to the genteel and interested sacerdotalism of modern English churchmanship, yet the fifteen years of vigorous growth which Cromwell's sword secured for the church of the sectaries, gave it a permanent force which no reaction could suppress, and which has since been the great spring of political life in England. The higher enthusiasm, however, which breathed in Cromwell and Vane, was not puritanic or English merely. It belonged to the universal spiritual force which, if it conquers them for a moment, yet again sinks under them, that it may transmute them more thoroughly to its service. "Death," said Vane on the scaffold, "is a little word, but it is a great work to die." So his own enthusiasm died that it might rise again. It was sown in the weakness of feeling, that it might be raised in the intellectual comprehension which is power. "The people of England," he said again, "have long been asleep. I doubt they will be hungry when they awake." They have slept, we may say, another two hundred years. If they should yet wake and be hungry, they will find their food in the ideas which, with much blindness and weakness, he vainly offered them, cleared and ripened by a philosophy of which he did. not dream. From Lecture on the Revolution: Works, page 145.

GREENE, ALBERT GORTON, an American lawyer and poet, born at Providence, R. I., February 10, 1802; died at Cleveland, O., January 4, 1868. He was educated at Brown College, studied law, and was admitted to the bar in 1823. In 1832 he was elected Clerk of the Municipal Council of Providence, which office he filled for twenty-five years, and from 1858 to 1867 was Judge of the City Court. He was engaged in several literary undertakings; began a voluminous collection of American Poetry, now known as the Harris Collection in Brown University, and published several short poems, mostly of a humorous character. He is best known as the author of Old Grimes and The Baron's Last Banquet. Duyckinck characterizes Judge Green as "a poet of cultivation; an ardent prosecutor of the literature of Rhode Island; a curious collector of American poetry, of which he had a large library."

OLD GRIMES.

Old Grimes is dead; that good old man
We never shall see more :-

He used to wear a long black coat,
All buttoned down before.

His heart was open as the day,
His feelings all were true :-
His hair was some inclined to gray,
He wore it in a queue.

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Whene'er he heard the voice of pain,
His breast with pity burned :—
The large round head upon his cane
From ivory was turned.

Kind words he ever had for all;
He knew no base design :-

His eyes were dark and rather small,
His nose was aquiline.

He lived at peace with all mankind;
In friendship he was true :-
His coat had pocket-holes behind;
His pantaloons were blue.

Unharmed, the sin which earth pollutes,
He passed securely o'er :-
And never wore a pair of boots
For thirty years or more.

But good old Grimes is now at rest,
But fears misfortune's frown :—
He wore a double-breasted vest;
The stripes ran up and down.

He modest merit sought to find,
And pay it its desert :-
He had no malice in his mind,
No ruffles on his shirt.

His neighbors he did not abuse,

Was sociable and gay :

He wore large buckles on his shoes,
And changed them every day.

His knowledge, hid from public gaze,
He did not bring to view :-

Nor make a noise town-meeting days, As many people do.

Thus undisturbed by anxious cares,

His peaceful moments ran :—

And everybody said he was

A fine old gentleman.