declined. But lingering with a disappointed face, he said, "You might encourage trade." The boy was just ten years old. This was not a joke: it was said with a solemn and anxious countenance. Somebody sought for some pence to give him. "No," he said; "I don't like to take money for doing nothing." Who could resist that? The one man of the company set his foot upon the old fig box and one foot was speedily made resplendent. "Very well indeed," were his words: "thank you." To which the little man earnestly said, as he rubbed away at the other foot, "It's me that should thank you, for giving me the job." Then, being interrogated what he got for cleaning a pair of boots, he said, sometimes a penny, sometimes twopence. Of course he got a good deal more: and went and showed his coin with pride to a gentleman near, who had said a kind word to him. a roadside station. It is that of good sense. I mean that mood of mind and heart, the result of experience and of advancing time, on reaching which a man says to himself, Well, I have lost a good many things as I have come along, and have been battered about both head and heart: but I have got this in exchange for all, that at least I shall not make a terrific fool of myself any more: I have drawn up, finally, in the sober terminus of reasonable expectations, rational purposes, and sound sense. And doubtless, in many cases, this station proves to be a terminus: the man who has entered it does not pass through it into onward tracks of flighty folly. Truth and soberness, once reached, are oftentimes a possession for ever. But not always. Probably you never saw any one exhibiting himself as a more egregious ass, than one who had passed through sobering trials which had indeed sobered him for The most Medusan cynic that ever a while, but whose impression had died could have benefited this world through away. You thought of Don Quixote's quitting it by being hanged, does not astonishment when the pacific Rosinante see more plainly than I do how supreme- began to kick up his heels: surely all ly little all this is to tell. But how dif- that had been taken out of the creature ferent it is to look at the actual human long ago! A man with a bald head and face, and to come to know even a little gray hair, whirling about in a waltz with about any human being! And knowing a fat middle-aged woman with a good the poor as the writer has learned to many false teeth, presents a surprising know them, you will feel that there is and humiliating appearance. A man exsomething unutterably revolting in the hibiting a frantic exhilaration in the prosuse of those depreciatory terms which pect of his third marriage, is a lamentathoughtless people often employ to sig-ble object of contemplation. nify their less fortunate fellow-creatures. Such a term as the canaille is loathsome I fancied that I had a great deal more for a weightier reason than that it is not an English word. And when you come to know something of the anxieties, sorrows, and cares of the poor, of their sad calculations as to the disposal of their scanty means, of their wonderful shifts in the matter of food and clothing, of what sickness is to them,-you will understand better the force of that most Christian sentiment of a heathen dramatist, who thought that forasmuch as he was a man, he had something to do with what concerns any human being. There is a respect, in which I have sorrowfully seen a man move on from what both he and I had judged his terminus, to a further station. There is a station which when you reach it, you will naturally conclude to be a terminus, but which may prove to be no more than to say. But now, on consideration, I cannot think of anything. This point in my treatise, which I had deemed no more than a roadside station, has suddenly taken to itself the character of the terminus ad quem ! A. K. H. B. DR. LIVINGSTONE. A SKETCH BY ТЦЕ EDITOR. AMONG renowned travellers and discoverers of modern times the name of Dr. LIVINGSTONE stands conspicuous. The present age and future generations will continue to honor his name, and place him among the benefactors of his race, and especially the inhabitants of Africa. His journeyings and explorations in the far interior of that vast continent, so long a mystery to the civilized world, and so long unknown to the nations of the earth, have excited a deep interest and a lasting admiration of the man who had the boldness and moral courage to brave the dangers and perils incident to a sojourn among the barbarous tribes of Central and Southern Africa. He has accomplished successfully what few would have ventured to undertake. But we have no need here to recount his deeds and his achievements in that dark land, where so many years of his life have been spent. His published works have made his name and character widely and well known over universal Christendom. It was our good fortune to meet Dr. Liv. ingstone at the meeting of the British Association at Bath, in October, 1864, soon after his return to England, and to listen to his most interesting account of his travels in the interior of Africa, given on that occasion to a very large assembly, at which Sir Roderick Murchison presided. We published that address in THE ECLECTIC for November, 1864, to which our readers are referred. In this number we have the pleasure of presenting a portrait of this eminent man, adding a brief biographical sketch. The Rev. David Livingstone is a native of Blantyre, upon the banks of the Clyde, near Glasgow, Scotland, where he was born in 1817. Though descended from a respectable line of Highland ancestors, his parents were in humble circumstances. His father kept a small teadealer's shop at Hamilton, and is represented by his son in the autobiographical sketch prefixed to his travels, as having been far too honest and conscientious to become a wealthy man. He died in 1856, having lived to witness the fruits of that love of honest industry, active exertion, and benevolence which he early instilled into the breast of his son. As a youth, David Livingstone was sent to earn his livelihood in the cotton mills of Blantyre; but even at that time he was possessed with a genuine love of learning. Enabled by hard labor to purchase the means of gratifying his thirst for information, he pursued his studies at Glasgow during the winter months, resuming his occupation at the mills during the summer vacation of the classes. In this way he contrived to pick up some acquaintance with the classical writers, and at the age of seventeen he had got by heart large portions of Horace and Virgil. As he grew up to manhood, he resolved to devote himself to the life of a missionary abroad, cherishing a hope that Africa or China would be the scene of his labors. His wishes on this head were ultimately gratified; for, after a few years of study of medicine, during which period he at tended one or two courses of theological lectures by the late Dr. Wardlaw, and having been admitted a Licentiate of the Faculty of Physicians and Surgeons in 1838, he offered himself to the London Missionary Society for missionary work in Africa, and his offer was accepted. Having been ordained to the pastoral office in 1840, he left England in the course of that summer for Port Natal, where he became acquainted with his countryman, the Rev. Robert Moffat, one of the most active and enterprising of African missionaries, and whose daughter he eventually married. In all Dr. Livingstone's subsequent travels this lady, until her premature death, bore her part. For sixteen years, namely, from 1840 till his return to England at the close of 1856, he labored perseveringly, as one of the agents of the London Missionary Society at Kuruman, Mabodson, and other stations in Southern Africa. During that time he made several expeditions into the interior, and became acquainted with the language, habits, and religious notions of several savage tribes, and has twice crossed the entire continent, a little south of the tropic of Capricorn, from the shores of the Indian Ocean to those of the Atlantic. In May, 1855, the Victoria, or Patron's Gold Medal was bestowed upon him by the Royal Geographical Society, for having " traversed South Africa from the Cape of Good Hope, by Lake Ngami to Linganti, and thence to the Western Coast, in ten degrees south latitude." During the course of that year Dr. Livingstone retraced his steps eastwards, and having again traversed those regions as far as Linganti, he followed the Zambesi down to its mouths upon the shore of the Indian Ocean, and thus completing the entire journey across Southern Africa. Dr. Livingstone returned to England at the close of 1856, and was present at one of the meetings of the commerce as yet unknown to the scope Royal Geographical Society, on De- and the enterprise of the British mercember 15, in that year, when the chant." It is impossible at present to president, Sir R. Murchison, reminded his audience that "they were met together for the purpose of welcoming Dr. Livingstone, on his return home from South Africa, after an absence of sixteen years, during which, while endeavoring to spread the blessings of Christianity through lands never before trodden by the foot of any European, he had made geographical discoveries of incalculable importance. In all his various journeys, Dr. Livingstone had travelled over no less than eleven thousand miles of African territory; and he had come back to England as the pioneer of sound and useful knowledge. For, by his astronomical observations, he had determined the sites of numerous places, hills, rivers, and lakes, nearly all of which had been hitherto unknown, while he had seized upon every opportunity of describing the physical features, climatology, and geological structure of the countries which he had explored, and had pointed out many new sources of form an adequate estimate of the value of Dr. Livingstone's explorations in South Africa, considered merely in a commercial point of view. Dr. Livingstone, however, modestly propounded his views on the question of African civilization, by recommending the growth of cotton upon an extensive scale in the interior of that continent, and the opening up of commercial relations between Great Britain and the South African tribes, as measures likely to contribute to the abolition of the slave-trade, and to advance the cause of European civilization. He published, in 1857, an interesting account of his Missionary Researches in Africa, which was most favorably received, and had a very extensive circulation. In March, 1858, he returned to Africa, with the design of extending his researches to a further point, accompanied by a small band of assistants, who were supplied by her Majesty's Government for that purpose, but returned to his native country in 1864. "And," quoth he, "honest yeoman, now spare | And oh! the memories that cling NEW-YEAR FANCIES. THE New-Year's morn. The solemn chime The New Year's morn. The golden stars And oh the memories that rise As peal the far-off bells-they wake Visions whose sleep no power may break, And bring the light to long-closed eyes. Around this old oak-panelled room: The pine-logs flashing through the gloom, Seem sparkles from life's early spring! "After long years!" I rest again. This ancient home, it seems to me, Wearied with travel o'er the sea, Holds anodyne for carking pain. SEA-VIEW. I.-DAY. THE ships seem hanging in the air, Are cloudy amethyst, Till the keen rays pierce and sever And the crescents and the churches, As the little tawny vessels, Umber, and yellow, and black, II.-NIGHT. All day the sunbeams' shadow chased And you hear the ship-bells sharply And when the stars are sparkling, To the port from whence they came; And the church-clock mourns so gravely The passing of the hour, And the moon in the blue sky ruling, Shines with a fuller power. -Chambers's Journal. Nor the exquisite form, whose speaking grace, But the changing hue of the unschooled cheek, Of the soul's fair thoughts, so pure and so sweet- And these are far dearer to love and to me. The eyebrow's placid and mind-breathing line, But the azure veins' impetuous rush, The gentle clasp of that tremulous hand, BEAUTY. I PRIZE not alone the cheek's rosy dye. BRIEF LITERARY NOTICES. The Natural History, Ancient and Modern, of Precious Stones, and Gems, and of the Precious Metals. By C. W. KING, M.A., Fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge, Author of Antique Gems, and The Gnostics and their Remains. Bell and Daldy, London, 1865. The volumes previously put forth by Mr. King are sufficient evidence of his fitness to discourse upon such a subject as he has here undertaken, both from a learned and a popular point of view. His respective treatises upon ancient gems and the Gnostics-the latter book noticed at some length in our Journal in the early part of the present year -are well followed up by the volume now before us. more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in the philosophy" of most men; and pre "There are |