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say, 'I hasten seawards; come with thought we might have done her good, me; my music is sweet and soothing, and got her safely out.' but it is nothing to the great ocean's.' "My attention was taken up with a Yes! I fancied it sang always—“I go dark wall of black cloudy stuff rising in to the sea ! come with me!” and whom the south-westward, and I comanenced had I, dear old uncle, to care for where taking in sail. Do you remember one I slept but you ?'
beginning in the Bay of Bengal in this “Come, Polly, don't go on so,' said manner; that night we lost our foreold Martin trying to smile,-'don't.' mast, where, when the clouds broke, we
“But she continued, “Yes, Uncle, I saw the moon eclipsed, and said we longed to get near it, to be on it, to be should never forget it?” far away from all land, and fancied I “I do,” said I, “remember it well ; should die so much happier if clear of every man and boy knew fear that night all those trifles, which were miseries to if never before ; but go on describing one in my health, but which I could not
your squall.” help nor avoid meeting. You know, “I will, as near as I can," he went Ursula, I came to die on the sea, if it “It came slowly towards us with a was His will ! having been often told sough and moaning, such as you hear and knowing well I should not live long when, sitting in doors at home, all ears I feel it is not far-off—it is a wide listen as if to a supernatural voice outgrave, Mr. Treweeke !'
side. The squall struck us at eleven, and “I started at my name, and without from thence till four hours afterwards opening my lips stole away on deck, and we had a perfect battle with wind and made some work to distract my thoughts rain. The wind veered and shifted, and -'Is it possible,' I kept muttering, that no sooner had we the yards braced up it is not all a dream? Can this young on one tack, than everything would be girl be resigned to early death and an aback, and she would be grinding round ocean grave ? No! it could hardly be. on her keel. Before I could get the She dying, and I strong-hearted, and topsails reefed she would sometimes be full of health, living on! No! it could dashing through the water, and like a hardly be.
mad dog scattering foam from her on “I saw very little of her after this, every side. But you know the kind of only calling at intervals to ask in a low night, and the work it brings." voice how she was getting on. If she "Go on," I said, interrupting him, heard me, I would hear her asking "go on; I realize it better when you nurse if that was Mr. Treweeke, and I describe minutely." would hasten away trying to stop the Well, then! in a moment,” he conbeating of my heart. The old man and tinued, “it would lull, and she would Ursula' were constantly with her, and stagger uprightly, and shiver like a either would come and tell me whenever horse in battle, the sails flapping and she had mentioned my name. I had slatting, the topsail sheets surging in never seen consumption, and would not the yard-arms with a loud snap, the allow myself to think but of her getting lightning playing between the masts, better, and re-appearing on deck in the and cracking like a coach-whip about finer weather coming.
our ears, while from the black masses “We had run down our easting, and rolling over our mastheads, peal after were well up for the Strait. Still the peal of thunder grumbled and burst, as weather was variable and squally with if to annihilate a doomed ship. calms, when old Martin said
“ About three in the morning we were night:
in a dead lull; the squall had passed ** This is not good for poor Molly ; over, and was moving away from us ; she won't last long. I wish I hadn't but it had left an unearthly stillness brought her, Treweeke; but I did it all and silence behind it, around us, and in for the best—all for the best! I the air, a close pent-up feeling as of suf
focation that even now I seem to feel. panionship of a young girl for a few Rolling uneasily from side to side, short months should sink so deeply in now and then a mass of water would my heart, and colour all my future with strike us on the bow or quarter, or any- a hopeful radiance, making me strong where, with the dull, hollow sound of for work, and braced for trouble, firm a wooden hammer, subsiding again with for success, and ready for adversity-that a splash, as if breaking into a thousand even now, telling you all this, I see fragments; fagged and worn out, the angelic wings and hear an angel's voice, crew huddled under the forecastle, and when trying to pierce the thick oceanic a chilliness came over me, not from my cloud that wraps her in the far-off wet clothes—they were warm to the
Eastern sea ! touch—but as if a foreboding or fore- “On board ship, as you know, one shadowing of some disaster. It was cannot retire to a secluded spot and very dark. I held on to the mizen top- indulge either his grief or joy in quiemast back-stay, and tried to see the tude. There is always work to be helmsman, but couldn't. Thinking, done, and, light heart or heavy heart, can I
go down and see how they are ?' there is no shirking it; it must be and wringing the wet out of my coat- faced. The day of her death and of sleeves, I only shrank and felt cold, the squall, was one of those which, from suddenly cold, when a voice-I turned a mixture of actual work with deep and not to see whose, said —
sad thought, remains graven on the “ You may take in everything, sir; memory, although conscious at the time the wind went away with her; we of having done and seen everything as if shall have a quiet day, Mr. Treweeke, in a dream. The squall seemed to have to bury Mary'
dragged all the turbulence of the sea, “Was it all a dream, old fellow ? all and the vapours of the atmosphere, away a dream ?” and, leaning his head on the with it, and left a life-giving warmth capstan, I heard him struggling to re- and vitality in the air as of a May-day press his sobbing.
in childhood. A mere thin veil of “ Are you tired, or shall I go on?” he fleecy clouds rested round the horizon, said, looking up after a long pause. into which the deep blue of the zenith “ Not tired," I said, “
faded in till it became grey, and this in He did so, continuing in a kind of turn melted into the silvery surface of reverie.
The wind had died completely “How some days above others, with away, and the throbbing of the ocean's all their minutest events, and even our heart after its night's wrestle with the personal feelings at the moment of their dark spirit that had passed over it, was occurrence, fix themselves on the mind, seen only in long thin black lines that, unconsciously exercising an influence on starting out from the haze, grew firmer our inner life, and through it partly our and more distinct on their approach, outer one! Called up suddenly, in some ever rising and falling, gleaming and out-of-the-way place, by a slight coin- vanishing, until dying away near us cidence of nature perhaps, if nothing they showed on the other side firmer else, the whole of their incidents and and more distinct, retreating and sweeptheir results coming vividly back, the ing, and bound on their long journey good returning with its good, the evil northwards. Every sound jarring on with its evil, that retaining its sway my ear, and acting under some curious mostly which has been most cherished idea that it would be more honourable in the interval. This beautiful night with death on board, I gave the orders and your mention of Procyon, recalled to haul all the sails up snugly; so stirless all that memorable voyage, and I feel was the air, their flapping and fluttering relief at having told you, what, till now, made it more mournful; and, noting with has been all my own. Why did I merit what a subdued and quiet manner the
pray go on."
and personally grateful to them when I so shapely and full of beauty becoming saw each man and boy had shifted his part of the great sea itself, its diswet clothes with his best. When we severed particles would be borne round had got everything aloft made as snug and round the world by its ever-throbas possible, no sound broke the silence bing pulsations; and, starting from my save the plashing and surging of the reverie, I felt as if my brain wandered. water about the rudder, the creaking of “Getting the prayer-book, I looked the lower yards on their trusses, and the over the portion I should have to read, sullen tap of the carpenter's hammer as and tried vainly to think of the mystery he completed the rude coffin that was to attending the changing of our vile hold that fair form. Old Martin and body, that it may be like His glorious Ursula had never emerged from the body. But I was conscious of some cabin, and from my soul I pitied the new and strange knowledge stirring in old man and her at their sad task. This was to be my first burial at sea, and “ After taking the sun at noon, I · what wonder if strange and undefinable ordered one of the boys whenever he
emotions stirred me, when, with the saw me coming out from the cabin to carpenter directing, we raised a plat- commence tolling the bell. It was a sad form at the starboard gangway, turning task for the poor little fellow, and he two waterbutts on their ends and placing would willingly have handed it over to planks on them with their outer edges some other body; for many a time, I dareon the gunwale? We spread an ensign say, had a word or smile from her who over all, and our preparations were sup- was gone, made his little heart lighter, posed to be complete. I then went in and his dull sea-life cheerier. On going and asked if I could be of any use. into the cabin, I found the carpenter “No, my 'lad, no !' the old man said, and Old Martin placing her coffin on the • Ursy and I'll manage all—'tisn't for a table, and, scarcely conscious of the young lad like you to handle death. · feelings prompting me, motioned to the You'll read the service over her-about carpenter to hold on a little. Working one, I think ; and see the men are tidy. up the latitude and longitude, I wrote You need not work them much to-day!? them on a piece of paper, and put
“Left to my own reflections, and with underneath in a firm hand, as if still the terrible silence all about me, I expecting some one to read it scarcely think I should have been startled had the sound of that trumpet
Died at Sea, which
July 15th, 1844. " To archangelic lips applied
and tacked it on the inside of the coffinsuddenly burst on us from the blue lid. Old Martin then whispered, 'Let overhead, and stopt o’r voyage over the the crew have a look, Treweeke ; it'll do ocean and through life.
As it was, my
them good,' and took his own last kiss, mind seemed to become enlarged, and an with a "good-bye, Polly.' awful sense of our own littleness and “The men and boys, who were all God's greatness stole over me. I thought clustered silent and sorrowful at the of the strange fancy which had led her front of the poop, came in one by one, to choose the ocean for a resting-place- stole a glance with tear-dazzled eyes on if that could be so-called, where there the sweet face—as sometimes happens, was no rest; wondered if the coffin far more beautiful in death-and then would reach the bottom; fancied the the carpenter shut all up from our sight. strange sea-things staring at it in its Few there were who looked on then, descent-of its being borne hither and even so briefly, but took away a thought thither, to and fro, in its never-resting to last a lifetime. Ata wave of the hand progress to decay, until the form once from Old Martin, we bore her to the
platform, spread the flag over the coffin, a slight musical splash that sounded like and placed two seats near it for him and a farewell, foamed darkly for a moment, the nurse.
gleamed, then vanished—and she, whom “ You know our beautiful service for I then knew I had loved, still love, and the dead-how it awes and solemnizes shall always, had found the grave she even when read in private; but how had dreamt of, and was gone for ever! much more so was it to me to read it --No! not for ever, I thought, when aloud, and on such an occasion! When reading on I came to the words, when I began it even the old tars looked grim the sea shall give up her dead.'' and moved uneasily, and the youngsters Here he paused solemnly, and looked cried heartily. Come to that portion, up into the starry sky, with a strange 'we therefore commit her body to the smile; then suddenly starting, he warmly deep,' a dozen hands stole quietly from clasped my hand, and cried the group of the standers by, and, the “I have kept you up late, old fellow; inner end of the planks being lifted, the forgive me ! Off to your crib, now, and coffin slid down into the blue deep, made pray before you turn in. Good night!”
VENETIA, AND THE PEACE OF EUROPE.
BY R. MACDONNELL.
THERE is assuredly no lack of regret We propose to examine here the in England for the present condition of effect on the peace and welfare of Europe, Venetia. The great majority of English- of the continued retention of Venetia by men desire the liberation of Italy as a Austria on the one hand, and of its abwhole; and, if any exception must be sorption into the new Italian kingdom made, they would not willingly see that on the other. We shall endeavour to exception fall on a territory which en- elucidate this question, not by speculajoyed an ancient independence within tive or abstract reasoning, but by such the memory of men now living, which considerations as may be supposed to was deprived of that independence by influence the ordinary policy of Kings the foulest means, and which, in 1848 and Ministers. And we hope to satisfy and 1849, displayed in an eminent our readers that, even on these grounds, degree the qualities of patriotism, en- the separation of Venetia from Austria durance, and capacity for self-govern- is as important to the general interests of ment.
Germany and Europe, as it is essential t is felt, however, even by zealous to the well-being and contentment of advocates of Italian independence, that the Venetians themselves. the question of Venetia cannot be re- In considering this question we shall garded altogether without reference to assume that the possession of Venetia the general interests of Europe. On
can only be valuable to Austria for the the part of Austria it has been loudly sake of that possession itself, or of the contended that her possession of the defensive positions included in it. It is Quadrilateral is important to the security possible enough that the Emperor of of Germany from French aggression. An Austria in reality values Venetia and the object more vital than this to European Quadrilateral chiefly as a desirable basis welfare or tranquillity could not be sug- of operations for hereafter replacing all gested, and there is ground to believe northern Italy, by force of arms, under that the argument thus put forward has his own sway, or the sway of his Ducal had considerable influence in Germany, Viceroys. But we shall not enter into and has not been without some effect on any discussion concerning the value of
not only because an attempt on the part Austria, that, so long as he retains his of Austria to reconquer northern Italy power, every other object will be sacriwould be condemned by public opinion ficed to the maintenance of undimineven in Germany, but moreover because ished military strength. we think the success of such an attempt We should be sorry to underrate the must be regarded as impossible. A war resistance which an Austrian invasion of commenced by Austria for a purpose so Italy would meet with from Italian troops. destructive of French influence through. No one can have watched attentively out the entire Italian peninsula must in for the last twelve years the heroic career evitably, sooner or later, and on some of the Sardinian army without feelings terms or other, bring France into the of earnest admiration and respect. Neifield. We have no desire to underrate ther does there seem any reason to fear the military power of Austria ; but that that the newer forces of the Italian kingshe should in an offensive war, repro dom will prove unworthy of their Sarbated by the opinion of Europe, waged dinian comrades. The exploits of Gariamidst a hostile population, in a narrow baldi's volunteers in Lombardy in 1859, peninsula, bounded by seas under the and in Sicily and Naples in 1860, are command of her enemies, succeed in well known. We have read with pleafinally overcoming the combined forces sure that it was the newly-raised batof France and Italy, is manifestly beyond talions of the Romagna and Tuscany the range of probability.
who sustained the chief brunt of LamoIf Italy cannot again become Austrian, ricière's attack at Castelfidardo, and carshe must henceforward of necessity be ried by storm the outworks of Ancona. either Italian or French. This being Even the Italian troops of the King of the alternative, it is obviously in the Naples fought gallantly at the Volturno, highest degree the interest of Europe, and are said to have kept the field till especially of Germany, and most of all they had lost in killed and wounded a of Austria, that Italy should be Italian third of their number. rather than French. And we think it It may be concluded, then, that Italy evident that Italy never will, or possibly possesses good materials for organizing can, be in any sense independent of a standing army proportionate to her France, so long as Venetia and the population and resources. The formaQuadrilateral are in the hands of tion of a great army, however, is necesAustria.
sarily the work of many years, as well France is now necessary to the new as of an enormous expenditure. Not Italian kingdom for the purposes of de- only must large bodies of men be raised, fence. The hostility of Austria to the equipped, and paid, and tens of thoupresent order of things in Italy cannot sands of horses, fit for military purposes, be doubted ; and, though she is unequal be collected and trained, but immense to a contest with France and Italy com arsenals must be formed, and supplied bined, her military resources infinitely with all the costly matériel of modern surpass those of Italy alone. Holding warfare. The Emperor Nicholas is said the great fortresses of the Quadrilateral, to have been accumulating at Sebastopol, Austria possesses, under the Villafranca throughout his entire reign, that vast arrangement, portions of territory on collection of guns, ammunition, and the west bank of the Mincio, and the stores, which were expended in the short south bank of the Po, which enable her Crimean war. And, until the formation to invade at pleasure the plains of Lom of an Italian army on a great scale is bardy on the one side, and of the complete, King Victor Emmanuel and Duchies on the other. Her armies his successors will be unable to cope appear to be unaffected in number or with the Austrian army in the field. resources by the financial distress of the At Solferino the Austrian Emperor is Empire ; and it is certain, from the said to have had nearly 200,000 men character of the present Emperor of under arms. The whole Sardinian army