"Your foes are alive again," wrote Gladstone to Lord Ribblesdale, when a series of awkward questions had been asked about the Buckhounds; and the old gentleman could not help asking in a postscript: "How is Guy Fawkes?" Now Guy Fawkes was but a celebrated deer of the time, whose name or aspect had caught and held Mr Gladstone's fancy. It protested against any change. over, he was distracted or solaced by the thing called a heart, of which the hard men of the Regency would have been ashamed. He possessed a quick intelligence, which permitted him to taste, as a connoisseur, the fineness of literature. His interest in the other arts was at once wise and sincere, so that it was inevitable his dandyism should be rather the hobby of a varied life than what it was to Brummel, his whole existence. was the perfect concentration of Brummel that gave him his superiority. In the common pursuits of life he did not compete with his fellows. He knew himself supreme when he looked at his varnished boots, at his exquisite cravat, at his well-balanced head, which for him was not "a receptacle of intelligence, but a block to sustain the perfect hat." For his own happiness, Lord Ribblesdale had the best of it. If he never touched the height of Brummel's genius, he achieved a success in many fields, and lived out a varied and dignified life, which could never have been his, had he aimed at the solitary grandeur of the complete dandy. The last of the Whigs might have been also the last of the dandies had he lived in an age and atmosphere still congenial to dandyism. Lord Ribblesdale had in him the making of a Brummel. Lady Wilson says quite truthfully of him that he had "a strong feeling for form in all thingsin literature, in art, in dress, and manners." None of his contemporaries rivalled him in the art of decorative adornment. If he did not equal, at least he came near to, Brummel in the management of his cravat. But he lacked the concentration which should belong to the dandy of the first class. His discursiveness was too wide, his accomplishments too many, to permit a genuine rivalry with Brummel. More INDEX TO VOL. CCXXII. BENIGHTED ON THE MOOR OF RAN- BERINNIS, THE BUTCHER OF, 31. BERRY-HART, ALICE FESTIVAL TIME CLOGHMOR, THE ROLLERS OF, 239. CRAWFORD, L. I.: THE SLIPPERS OF "DAUMONT, À LA," 840. DAVSON, CYRIL W.: THE ELUSIVE DE JOHNSTONE, THE CHEVALIER, 57. Bismarck, 860-Herr Ludwig's Life of, DYER, GENERAL: SOME RECOLLEC- BLAND, J. O. P.: CHASSEURS OF Bolshevik plottings, 133-the Arcos raid, 134-Labcur Party's attitude "BOMBARDIER": THE ARROW THAT BRANDS, W. J.: LINKING UP IN BREAKING TRAIL IN THE SUB-AROTIC BROWNE, DOUGLAS G.: UNCLE WIL- BRUMBIES, THE GOONDAWINDI, 678. CHASSEURS OF PROVENCE, 835. VOL. CCXXII.-NO. MCCCXLVI. TIONS, 793. E. P. Y. GENERAL DYER-SOME RE English language in danger, 281 et seq. ET DONA FERENTES, 260. Evolution, the banning of, in America, EZRA AND THE KING, 684. FESTIVAL TIME IN THE MALAYAN RUB. FIGHTING, KINGS WERE, 86. FLEET, KITE BALLOONS WITH THE, 43. 2 I RUFUS: THE ROLLERS OF CLOGHMOR, THE ARROW THAT FLIETH, 313. 'Toryism and the Twentieth Century,' TRAIL, THE ELUSIVE, 9, 172, 403. TRENCH, C. G. CHENEVIX: "QUIA IN- Two RUBBERNECKS IN SAN FRANCISCO, Printed in Great Britain by WILLIAM BLACKWOOD & SONS LTD. |