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Pegembeu 6, 1856.] TIE LEADER. 1171
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The Paragreens At Paris. The Parar/Recns...
not shore , " replied the gentlemen of the shirt-sleeves , languidly rising . " Je viens ' . de Sir- Joliffe , Alderman , of Londres , " continued Mr . Paragreen . This emphatic anntKincement made no visible impression on Shirtsleeves , -who shuffled his way to a | sort of wooden cage in the court-yard , tapped at its window , exchanged some words with the person on the perch within , and received a key . " Gis way , Sar , " and tip a staiihe pattered . " Premier etage , s'il vous plaize , " said Mr . Paragreen , benevolently . <' Fust flour he is full , " replied 3 tedslipp « rs , who stuck as fast to his English , as the retired cork-merchant to his - French , continuing his ascent as long as there were stairs to allow of tlie proceeding . Here lie ushered Mr . Paragreen into a tolerably- sized room'with two beds , and within which was a light closet with one bed , —the furniture of both rooms scanty , and not ever clean . " Trop haut e ' t trop petitte , " observed Mr . Paragreen , —adding in an explanatory tone , " manque un lit pour douce . " " Pour doxize ! " cried the Frenchman , startled for the first time out of his phlegm and his English . " Pour douce , " affirmed Mr . Paragreen , putting out two fingers . "Ah ! I comprehend , pour deux—verry good—we put a matelas to the ground . " Bfr . Paragreen hesitated a moment , and then asked , " Combien la prix ? " "Two guirtees for night . " " * less my heart ! " exclaimed Mr . Paragreen , in his turn giving up his Frenchin his amazement , " two guineas for s » eh a hole ! " "Itis to take or to leave , " said Shirtsleeves , calmly . " Then I leave it , Sir , " said Mr . Taragreen , tartly , going down the many flights of stairs like an india-rubber ball , and repeating to himself , " liless my heart ! two guineas for such a hole ! - —wish you joy of 5 t , my man , wish you joy ! " " Well ? " "' inquired Mrs . Paragreen . " Irapu- dent rascal ! " said Mr . Paragreen . "Do you . know what he asked ? Only two guineas a night ! Two guineas , Ma ' am" ( laughing irately ) , " for two dirty pigeon-lioles at the very top of the house!—they would be dear at half-a-crown ! Lucky that I aia not one to buy a pig in a poke . " "Oil allons-nous ?" . asked the coachliian . " Chez l'liotel , " replied Mr : Paragreen . " Quel hotel ? " - ' Tous les hotels , " 2 ans-vrered Mr . Paragreen . The Jehu , rather divining than understanding Mr . Paragreen ' s meaning , telegraphed to his two brethren , and they all moved on down the Rue St . Ho-nord , stopping ; at the first hotel they caine to . Out went Mr . Paragreen witl the same inquiries for " apartemengs . " " Plein comme un osuf , " was the answer ; r " try next door . " He did try at the next house , and the next but one , and the next " to that , and at all the hotels in Rue St . Honore , and received the same answer every- I where . Not a hole to be had . " Yery odd , " remarked Mr . Paragreen , beginning to c I loot blank ; "I don't understand it at all . " " And it ' s growing quite dark , " said Mrs . v Paragreen ; " the bost thing we cando is to go back to the Seegong . " " What ! go * back to that dirty bunibiig of a place ? I would rather sleep in the street , " replied ^ her husband ; " it's a man's own fault , if , -with money in his pocket , and a tongue in J his head , h « does not manage to find a good lodging for the night in Paris . " Since t his French dialogue with the head waiter of the Cigogne , Mr . Paragreen had re- r cov"efed part of that confidence in his own French powers of speech , which had been s I somewhat diminished during his railway journey . " Oil allons-nous ? " asked the a I coachman again . " Partout ! " was the laconic rejoinder . Up Hue Castiglione , and x I Rue de la Paix , down Rue des Petits Chanips , up Rue Vivienne , down Rue Neuve I des Augustins , went the doleful caravan . In an out of the coach was Mr . Paragreen ? I . every twominutes , as if for a wager : — -not a spare room , not a closet to be had for I lore or money;—very tantalizing , when every second house , he plainly saw , was an .. " * I hotel . There really seemed to be a general conspiracy to exclude our famil y ' from the s I shelter of a roof . The Boulevard des Capucines , and the Boulevard des Itaiiens 1 I proved , if possible , more unfeeling thanall the rest put together . The long Rue de i I Richelieu had but one answer to the eager and perpetual inquiry for apartments , — r I silent , often frowning shakes of the head . The waiters . had manifestly " no patience to 1 I spare . As eleven o ' clock struck - at the clock of the Palais Royal , the " three citadines < I catue to a full stop in the Place du Palais Royal . Mr . Paragreen was worn out « I by exertion , and Mrs . Paragreen not in the best of humours . " Les chevaux sont t I fatigues , " said coachman No . 1 . " Oh ! ah ! " answers Mr . Paragreen . " Hotel de I Seegong , " cried Mis . Paragreen , roused into taking the lead . Tlie Hotel de la Cigogne I being near at hand , the coachman made no objection , and drove thither . Shirt- ] I sleeves , with , his white cravat and red slippers , was sitting on the same chair , puffing I aw-ay at a cigar as before , in a reverie that prevented his noticing the three citadines , J I or learing the voice of Mr . Paragreen calling to him from the coach -window . Mr . ' Paragreen had to drink the dregs of the cup of bitterness , and get once more out of £ I , the citadincj and go up to the unruffled waiter . "Jeprends des appartemengs , " he "i I said . "No apartments now , " returned . the smoker , laconically . " I mean the rooms i I you showed me two hours ago . " "Gone—taken , " replied Shirtsleeves , sending forth a < I remarkable column of smoke through liis nose . "I will give two guineas and a ] I half , " urged the Englishman . "Not for a . oondred dousand pounds , " pronounced the I despot in red slippers . I The upshot is that the Paragrcens have to bivouac all night In the street , I glad enough of the shelter of the two coaches , for which they have to pay I sixty-three francs next morning , the practical Mr . Paragreen having refused I to pay fifty francs for an apartment . a
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Pegembeu 6 , 1856 . ] TIE LEADER . 1171
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THE "HOUSEHOLD WORDS" CHE , ISTMAS NUMBER . The Wreck of the Golden Mary . Being the Captain ' sAccount of the Loss of the Ship , and the Mate ' s Account of the Great Deliverance of her People in , an open Boat at Sea . The extra Christmas Number of the " Household Words . " " Household Words" Office . There is one thing tkat we may safely predicate with rrespect to this threepennyworth of genius , amusement , and fine feeling ( a golden nugget , which , only a few years ago , would have sold for guineas , but which appeals to the universal public and the universal heart in these more liberal days ) and that is , that , by tbe time these lines appear , the annual visitor from Welling ton-street North , whom we look for every year as an integral part of our Christmas , will be winging his rapid and ubiquitous flight to every hearth in tbe Anglo-Saxon empire where n good story is aimired or a generous emotion felt . For some years past , we have been , accustomed to i-eceive from the pens of Mr . Dickens and his contributors collection of stiiTmg and beautiful tales set- in some _ bright and fantastic frame-work ; and people have -wondered at the fertility of imagination which could so often vary the same general conception . This time , it will be seen , Mr . Dickens abandons tlie land , and tosses us out into the wild , wind-blown seas , making us parties to a shipwreck and a rescue—an agony and a release ; It must often ha , ve been observed that our great novelist has a kind of passion for the sea ; and in the present Christmas number ie writes as if he had passed half his life on deck in the midst of the vast ocean . The subject may perlmps be objected to as being too dismal for Christmas ; but nothing which awakens our sympathy for our fellow-creatures—which draws us out of ourselves , and softens our hearts by the contemplation of the sore trials and pitiable needs of humanity—can be otherwise than fit for a season of religious holiday ; and the veritable shipwrecks which , are recorded in the newspapers this week give the fictitious narrative a singular , though mournful , pertinence . The scheme of the number may be briefly told . The Golden Mary , commanded by one Captain Eavender , is bound for California , and on her ^ way she meets with icebergs . One of the passengers is a mysterious , avaricious , selfish , cowardly old man , called Mr . liarx ; another is a beautiful little girl A \ ho goes by tlie name of Golden Lucy , because of her shining hair , and to whom Mr . Rarx , from some strange cause , seems to take a fancy . This child dies in the horrors of the shipwreck ; her heartbroken mother surviving . Here h a bit from the description of the dark and icy sea in which the vessel founders :- — I had thought it impossible that it could he daricer than it had been , until the sun , moon , and stars should fall out of the heavens , and Time should be destroyed ; but , it had been next to light , in comparison with what it -vvas now . The darkness ¦ was so profound , that looking into it was painful and oppressive—like looking , ¦ without a ray of light , into a dense black bandage put as close before the eyes as it could be , without touching them . I doubled the look-out , arid John and I stood in the bow side-by-side , never leaving it all night . Yet I should no more have known , that he was near mcwlicn he was silent , without patting out my arm and touching Mm , than I should if lie had turned in and been fast asleey below . We were not so much looking out , all of us , aslistening to the utmost , both with our eyes and ears . Next day I found that the mercury in the barometer which bad risen steadily since we cleared the ice , remained steady . I had had very good observations , with now and then the interruption of a day or so , since our departure . I got the sun at noon , and found that to were in lat . 58 deg . S ., long . GO deg . W . oif New South Shetland ; in the neighbourhood of Cape Horn . Wo were sixty-seven days out , that day . The ship ' s reckoning was accurately worked and made up . The ship did her duty admirably , all on board were well , and nil hands were as smart , efficient , and contented , as it was possible to be . When the night came on again as dark as before , it was the eighth night I Lad been on deck . Nor had I tnken more than a very little sleep in the daytime , nay station being always near the helm , and often at it , while we were among the ice . Few but those who have tried it can imagine the difficulty and pain of only keeping tho ey « s open—physically open—under such circumstances in such darkness . They got struck by tlie darkness , and blinded by tho darkness . They nmkc patterns in . it , and they flash in it , as if they had gone out of youi head to look at you . After the ship has split , and the crew and passengers have got off in the bouts , they beguile the weary time and keep un their hearts by telling stories . At length they see a sail ; but it wanes out of their sight , and darkness comes on again : — Mr . Itarx went on living louder than ever . The shrill wind was now hardly more shrill than lie . He swore ho saw the white frock of our poor little lost pet fluttering in the daylight , at tho top of the mine , and he screamed out to her in a great fright that tho gold wns heavy , and tho water rising fust , and that she must come down quick us lightning if slic meant to bo in time to help him . I called again angrily to the men to silence him ; and just as I did so , tho clouda began to part for- tho second time , and tho white tip of tho moon grow visible .
I Two Books On Philosophy. I Mediaavdl P...
I TWO BOOKS ON PHILOSOPHY . I Mediaavdl Philosophy j or , A Treatise of Moral and Metqphysical' Philosoiihy from the F \ flh to the Fourteenth Century . By Frederick Denisou Maurice , M . A . I Griffin and Co . The . Vocabulary of Philosophy , Mental , Moral , and Metaphysical , with Quotations and References . By W . Fleming , D . D . Oriffin and Co . Tjibsb two books , differing in aim and purpose , may , nevertheless , be noticed together , as both , are addressed to tlic same small class of students . There B a *& few metaphysical readers who do not need information on the subject of M Medicevnl philosophy ; there are few to whom ji dictionary of philosophical ft terms will not be useful . B __ Whatever the Rev . " Frederick Maurice writes is sure to hoax the peculiar K signature of an original and lofty mind—a mind thinking its own thoughts V —having made them its own even when they are derived from other minds . B A . certain chiu'm of style , and a perfect sincerity und earnestness of convic-I tion , contrive to render even the arid speculations of Scholasticism intercstmg ^ in his pages . But there is a serious drawback to the efficiency of this work , one by no means so obvious in the volume winch preceded it on Ancient Philosophy ; and that drawback is the absenco of direct specific I !™ j «> rination , which would give an historical colour to the systems expounded . Mr . Maurice writes a dissertation on the Philosophy of the Middle Ages rather than an historical presentation of the philosophical systems ; his dissortation is rich in tliougnt , in knowledge , in subtlety , but it eflaces all the Specific characters of the systems , and gives them a modern and Maurician j 111 ?* ^ ° ftny Person Avhoso knowledge of the Middle Age writers Avas aerived exclusively from this volumo , we can imagine no greater surprise I tljaa wo-nld . he felt on his opening one of Abelard ' a or Koger Bacon ' s works , ' ¦ 1 1 ! 1 ' " 1 * 3 ,
n ] N (] D ^ ^ b "V C ' JE 1 ( ^ t . f " . a . il not to mention the still stranger treatises of Anselm or A quinas . Mr-Maurice has produced a far more interesting work by his method of reproducing mediaeval speculations ; but although it will be read with greater pleasure , it will be read also with less profit . No definite image of the mediajval struggle . ¦ ¦ will be gathered from these pages . He opens with an introductory view of Latin Philosophy after Augustin , and before Gregory tie Great , especially as illustrated by BoethiuSj whose works are ana-lyzed . He then treats of the tenth century and of Scotus Erigena ; the eleventh , and Gerbert , Lanfrane , and Anselm ; the twelfth brings lim to Abelard , whose principal works are noticed ; to Hugo de St . Victoire , Peter the Lombard , and John of Salisbury ; the thirteenth century comprises Albertus Magnus , Aquinas , Bonaventura , Duns Scotus , iloger Bacon , and Raymond Lully . We cordially commend the little treatise to all lovers of metaphysical literature , although its merits appear to us other than historical . .. ¦; . Dr . Fleming ' s work is one we greatly felt the want of in our ' sallet days . ' It is not a dictionary of mere definitions , but a dictionary in which the terms are fullj r explained by showing whence they are derived and how they hava been employed . There is a great quantity of philosophical reading worked into this excellent book , which is at once brief and perspicuous in statement , and impartial in temper . No student who can afford it should be Without the Dictionary on his shelves .
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Leader (1850-1860), Dec. 6, 1856, page 19, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse2.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/cld_06121856/page/19/
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