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restore to the “granary and gar- in the “St James's Gazette,' could den of Central Asia” the prosper- be assembled on the western border ity which procured for it that to confront a European foe? For significant title.

Then, once of the above totals but 1,275,000 more, the distance to Kandahar, men, with 2982 guns, are available what is it? Under 370 miles. for this purpose, and 400,000 are The first 160 miles and the last reserve divisions with their artil75 present but few difficulties to lery, whose formation would rean army: Between the points quire considerable time. The best reached by these two lines--that judges opine that nothing approachis, between Farrah and Girishk - ing a million could be brought into the road is not easy, and there is the field against a western enemy." a scarcity of water.

But a great

Whence, then, does the Reviewer Power like Russia, which should obtain his four millions, a host have had time to settle in its new which is to eat up Austria-Hunbase on the Herirud, — and it gary, and the contemplation of would not take long, — would which makes even Bismarck tremmake light of such difficulties. It ble? Not more than nine or ten seems probable, indeed, that she years have elapsed since the whole will have a line of rail to Girishk might of Russia, aided by Rou. before England has one to Kan- mania, was brought into the field dahar. And then, on whose side to crush Turkey. Not only did would the difficulties be the she accomplish her self-imposed greater? When the Russian line task with great difficulty, but unis open to Sarakhs, it will not, less she had corrupted more than under the altered circumstances of one Turkish general, she would the day, long stop short of Herat. have failed altogether to accomplish And after that, it will go on, by it. Is it possible that she has easy stages, to Sabzwar, to Farrah, grown so much within the last ten to Girishk. Between that place years as to be able now to meet in and Kandahar, or, possibly on the the field, without a pang, the comHelmand, not far from Girishk, bined armies of Germany and Auswill occur, in some future time, tria-Hungary—this nation which the inevitable conflict.

then, though ably supported by But if the Reviewer has under- allies, was but just able to cope rated the power of Russia for mis with Turkey ? Common-sense forchief, and misconceived her im- bids one to think so. The historimediate aims, in Central Asia, he cal conscience of every man who has, on the other hand, enormously has studied the European question exaggerated her striking capability repels the idea. It cannot be, it in Europe. His estimate of the is not, true. total mobilised army, amounting to One word more, and it is a word four millions, is absurd. In the personal to myself, The Fortadmirable article on the Russian nightly Reviewer singles out for army which appeared in Maga' attack an idea I propounded a for last month the correct figures short time ago, to the effect that are given. These figures, which in the event of a war for existence are confirmed by Colonel Vogt's between England and Russia it • Die Europäischen Heeren der would be a wise policy to land a Gegenwart,' reduce the Reviewer's combined army of English and numbers by one-half. “How many Turkish troops on the isthmus of these," pertinently asks a writer which separates the Black Sea from


the Caspian, and thus to sever the would go to make up the invading communications between Russia army of Persia or of India. What and her Asiatic army. I had not an opportunity for England to reput forward this idea without much cover her lost influence in the forthought, or without the conviction mer country! that superficial critics would run I have now concluded my criti. foul of it. I am, however, spared cisms. If, in many points, I have the trouble of defending it in these differed from the Fortnightly Repages, for this Reviewer, whilst viewer, there are at all events some attacking it in one place, com- on which we are at perfect accord. pletely justifies it in another. I desire here publicly to thank him Whilst, in page 342, he calls it for his protest against the gratui“mere map-maker's warfare," he tous unwise surrender of Port admits, in page 344, “that the Hamilton, the reduction of the Russians themselves think that we Horse Artillery, and the timorous could harm them in the Caucasus policy regarding the New Hebrides: and keep them out of Asia Minor I wish to acknowledge the patriotic by cutting their maritime supply- tone of his article, and to welcome line across the Black Sea." Fur- his conviction, which I share, that ther, in page 346, he allows that whenever the tremendous battle the very presence of an English between England and her colossal fleet in the Black Sea would force antagonist shall occur, England, if the Russians “ to keep in the Cau- true to herself, will ultimately win. casus a vast force which would The conviction that an Englishman otherwise be available for service cannot be beaten has stood our in Afghanistan or Persia." Surely, countrymen in great stead on many if the presence in the Black Sea of a hard-contested field; but never a British fleet alone would lock up has it been more necessary that "a vast force" in the Caucasus, such a conviction should be firmly the dread of the landing in those held than it will be in the coming regions of a combined British and struggle between the Anglo-Saxon Turkish army would retain there and the Russ. all the troops which otherwise



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Vivos voco; mortuos plango: fulgura frango."

Firmly walled up in the earth

The mould is set of well-burnt clay ;
To-day the Bell must have its birth !
Then bustle, lads! To work, away!

Hotly from the brow

The sweat must trickle now,
If the work is to sound the master's praise.
But the blessing, it comes from above always.

With our grave task were fitly blended

A grave and serious word or two: If 'tis by goodly talk attended,

Then toil goes light and briskly through. So let us now contemplate duly

What's shaped by our weak hands and thews ; The man is despicable truly,

Who ne'er his handiwork reviews. 'Tis this, that man's especial grace is,

For this was reason given, that he Within his heart and soul retraces

The things his hand has made to be.

Logs of pine now have them ready,

Dry and seasoned well belike,
That the flames, compact and steady,
May against the cauldron strike.

The copper's fluxeld; now in

Qliickly throw the tin;
That the tough bell-metal so
Duly may combine and flow.

What in the pit there, darkly glooming,

Our hands with help of fire shall frame, High in the belfry turret booming,

Our doings loudly shall proclaim. On many an ear, on many a morrow,

'Twill vibrate on to distant time, Will with the heavy-hearted sorrow,

And with the hymnal chorus chime.

What to earth's sons, to wound or quicken,

The fitful change of fate may bring, Upon its rim metallic stricken, Shall far a pregnant moral ring. See ! white bubbles now rise thickly!

Good! the mass is fluxing fast. Stir in the potash thoroughly, quickly, Then 'twill soon be ripe to cast ! From all scum,

too, free, Must the mixture be ; So may its voice, full, clear, and round,

From the pure metal then resound. For when a babe some union blesses,

It greets him with a festal strain,
As, lulled by slumber's soft caresses,

His earliest step in life is ta’en.
For him as yet within time's breast
The lots of storm or sunshine rest.
A mother's cares are round him drawn,
From harm to shield his golden dawn.

Years arrowy-swift sweep on amain.
The boy, his girlish playmate spurning,

With fiery heart is bent to roam ; Through distant lands he storms, returning

A stranger to his parents' home. And now, youth's glorious light arrayed in,

As if from heaven the vision came, Before him stands the ripened maiden,

Her cheeks with modest blush aflame. Anon, with nameless yearnings hidden

Deep in his heart, alone he strays ; Tears to his eyes rise up unbidden,

He shuns his rough companions' gaze. Blushing he haunts her steps, her glance is

A joy to him all joys above,
Fair flowers he culls, whate'er he fancies,

To make sweet posies for his love.
Oh, Hope entrancing, yearning tender,

Our first love's golden time !
Sees all heaven open bathed in splendour,

The heart is lapped in ecstacy.
Ah, would young love's delightsome time
Ne'er lose the freshness of its prime!

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Come out, with glaze all over couted,
The time for casting will be fit.

Now, my lads, draw nigh !

Test the mixture ! Try !
If soft with hard is blending well,

'Twill then a good result foretell. For where the stern and gentle, where The firm and mild are mated, there

Rings music clear, and sweet, and strong.
Prove, then, ere you for life are bound,
If heart in heart its mate have found !

The dream is brief, the penance long.
Through the maiden's tresses stealing,

Gleams the bridal chaplet bright,
When the church bells, blithely pealing,

To the wedding-feast invite.
Ah! when life's sweetest rite is ended,

Life's Maytime glories wane and pale ;
In twain the fair illusion's rended

With the girdle, with the veil. Away passion flies, Love abides and takes root ; The flower-bloom dies, To give place to the fruit. Out the husband must go Into life, to contend there; Must toil and must struggle, Must plant and must spend there, Must wrestle and juggle, Be wary and bold, If he is to get hold Of gear and of gold. Then riches stream in with continuous flow. Things costly and rare fill his storerooms capacious ; He adds field to field, his house grows more spacious. And paramount there Is the housewife, the mother ; Her household she keepeth Well under command, Directing, controlling With motherly hand.

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