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    not shore , ' replied the gentlemen of the shirt-sleeves , languidly rising . " Je viens de Hr . Joliffe , Alderman of Londres , " ¦ continued . Mr . Paragreen . ' This emphatic anntmncament made no visible impression on Shirtsleeves , -who shuffled his war 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 up a staiihe pattered . " Premier etage , s'il vous plaize , " said Mr . Paragreen , benevolently . " Fust flour he is full , " replied 3 ledslipp « 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 tolerablysized 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 et trop petitte , " observed Mr . Paragreen , —adding in an explanatory tone , " manque un lit pour douce . " " Pour doxtze ! " cried the Frenchman , startled for the first time out of his phlegm and his English . " Pour douce , " affirmed Mr . Paragreen , putting out two Ah !

    fiog-crs . " I comprehend , pour deux—verry good—we put " a- matelas to the ground . " Mr . Paragreen hesitated a moment , and then asked , "Combien Iaprix ?" ¦ "Two guinees for night . " " * less my heart ! " exclaimed Mr . Paragreen , in his turn giving up his French iiv his amazement , " two guineas for s » eh a hole ! " "It is to take or to leave , " said Shirtsleeves , calmly . " Then I leave it , Sir , " said Mr . raragreen , tartly , going down the many flights of stairs like an india-rubber ball " and repeating to himself , " Uless my heart ! two guineas for such a hole !—wish you joy of it , my man , wish you joy ! " " Well ? " inquired Mrs . Paragreen . " Impudent rascal ! " said Mr . Paragreen . "Da 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-cro-yvn ! Lucky that I aau not one to buy a pig in a poke . " "Oil aUons-nous ? " asked the coachihan . " Chez l'liotel , " replied Mr : Paragreen . " Quel hotel ? " - ' Tous les hotels , " 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 Kue St . Honord , stopping ; at the first hotel they Caine to . Out went 31 r . Paragreen witl the saiae inquiries for " apartemengs . " "Plein comme un ceuf , " was the answer

    " 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 everywhere . Not a hole to be had . " Yery odd , " remarked Mr . Paragreen , beginning to loot blank ; "I don't understand it at all . " " And it ' s growing quite dark , " said Mrs . Paragreen ; " the bost thing we can do is to go back to the Seegong ; " "What ! go back to that dirty humbug 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 his head , h « does not manage to- find a good lodging for the night in Paris . " Since his French dialogue with the head waiter of the Cigogne , Mr . Paragreen had recov-efed part of that confidence in his own French powers of speech , which had been somewhat diminished during his railway journey . " Oil allons-nous ? " asked the coachman again . " Paxtout ! " was the laconic rejoinder . Up Hue Castiglione , and Rue de la Paix , down Rue des Petits Champs , up Rue Vivienne , down Rue Neuve des Augustins , went the doleful caravan . In an out of the coach was Mr . Paragreen every two minutes , as if for a wager : —not a spare room , not a closet to be had for lore or money ;—very tantalizing , when every second househe plainlsawwas an

    , y , hotel . There refill V 8 ef * in (»/ 1 tn Vip » a tronarni nnnenicomt + V > nvJ ,, J » » .,. f ... : i _ . j- ¦¦ ii .. hotel . There really seemed to be a general conspiracy to exclude our family from , the shelter of a roof . The Boulevard des Capucines , and the Boulevard des Itaiiens proved , if possible , more unfeeling than all the rest put together . The long Rue de Richelieu had but one answer to the eager and perpetual inquiry for apartments , — silent , often frowning shakes of the head . The waiters had manifestly Tn . o patience to spare . As eleven o'clock struck -at the clock of the Palais Royal , the " three citadines catte to a full stop in the Place du Palais Royal . Mr . Paragreen was . worn out by exertion , and Mrs . Paragreen not in the best of humours . " Les chevaux sont fatigues , " said coachman No . 1 . " OhJ ah ! " answers Mr . Paragreen . " Hotel de Seegong , " cried Mis . Paragreen , roused into taking the lead . Tlie Hotel de la Cigo" -ne being at handthe coachman made

    near , no objection , and djove thither . Shirt sleeves , with his white cravat and red slippers , was sitting on the same chair , puffing aw-ay at a cigar as before , in a reverie that prevented his noticing the three citadines , or learing the voice of Mr . Paragreen calling to him from the coach window . Mr . Paragreen lad to drink the dregs of the cup of bitterness , and get once more out of the citadine i and go up to the unruffled waiter . "Jeprends des appartemengs , " he said . "No apartments now , " returned . the smoker , laconically . " I mean the rooms you showed me two hours ago . " "Gone—taken , " replied Shirtsleeves , sending forth a remarkable column of smoke through liis nose . "I will give two guineas and a half , urged the Englishman . "Not for a , oondred dousand pounds , " pronounced the despot in red slippers .

    ^ The upshot is that the Paragrcens Lave to bivouac all ni"htIn the street g lad enough of the shelter of the two coaches , for which they have to pay Mxty-three francs next morning , the practical Mr . ¦ Paragreen having refused to pay fifty francs for an apartment . °

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    TWO BOOKS ON PHILOSOPHY . 3 f « 2 im > al Philosophy ; or , A Treatise of Moral and M' etapltysicalPhilosophy from tht F \ f \ h to the Fourteenth Century . By Frederick Denisou Maurice , M . A . „ , Griffin and Co . X / Ib Vocabulary of Philosophy , Mental , Moral , and Afetajihysical , with Quotations and References . By W . Fleming , D . D . Griffin aad Co . Tjibsb two books , differing m aim and purpose , may , nevertheless , be noticed together , as both , are addressed to the same small class of students . There ara few metaphysical readers who do not need information on the subject of Medicevnl philosophy ; there arc few to whom ji dictionary of philosophical terms will not be useful . l

    not to mention the still stranger treatises of Anselnv or Aquinas . Mr Maurice has produced afar 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 ima » e of the mediajv-al struggle will be gathered from these pages . ° He opens with an introductory yievr of Latin Philosophy after Augustin and before Gregory tie Great , especially as illustrated by Boethius , whose works are analyzed . He then treats of the tenth century and of Scotus Erigena ; the eleventh , and . Gcrbert , Lanfrane , and Anselm ; the twelfth brings lim to Abelard , whose principal works are noticed ; to Hugo de Sfci Victoire , Peter the Lombard , and John , of Salisbury ; the thirteenth century comprises Albertus Magnus , Aquinas , Bona-ventura , Duns Scdtus , Ro ^ er Bacon , and Raymond Lully . We cordially commend the little treatise to ^ aU lovers of metaphysical literature , although its merits appear to us other than Eustorical .

    Dr . Fleming ' s work as 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 fully 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 .

    _ Whatever the Rev . " Frederick Maurice writes is sure to hoax the peculiar signature of an original and lofty mind—a mind thinking its own thoughts — -having made them its own even when they aris derived from other minds . A certain charm of style , and a perfect sincerity and earnestness of conviewon , contrive to render even the arid speculations of Scholasticism interesting- m his pages . But there is a serious drawback to the efficiency of this work , one by no means so obvious in the volume which preceded it on ancient Philosophy ; and that drawback is tho absenco of direct specific SfSr *** ?' wllicu would give an historical colour to tho systems expounded «* . Maurice writes a dissertation on tho Philosophy of the Middle A ^ es rather than an historical presentation of the philosop hical systems ; his cTis-BWtatioix is rich in thought , in knowledge , in subtlety , but it eflaccs all tho »^« cxnc characters of tho systems , smd gives them a modern and Maurician ™» € > - To any person whosp knowledge of the Middle Age writers Avas tU exclusively from tliia volumo , we can imagine no greater surprise « " » a wo-nlU be felt on his opening one of Abelard ' a or Koger Bacon ' s works

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    THE " HOUSEHOLD WORDS" CHE , ISTMAS NUMBER . The Wrvck of the Golden Mary . Being , the Captain ' s Account 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 extria Christmas Number of the " Household Words . " ; " Household Words" Office . There is one thing that we may safely predicate with aespect 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 tliat is , that , by the time these lines appear , the annual visitor from Wellington-street North , vvhom we look for every year as an integral part of our Christmas , will be winging his rapid and ubiquitous flight to every hearth in / the Anglo-Saxon empire where . a good story is

    admired or a generous emotion felt . For some years past , we have been accustomed to receive from the pens of Mr . Dickens and his contributors a 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 tinie , it will be seen , Mr . Dickens abandons the land , and tosses us put 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 deckiii the midst of the vast oceian . The subject may perliaps 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 , arid softens our hearts by the contemplation of the be

    sore trials and pitiable needs of humanity—^ can 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 Ra-vender , is bound for California , and on her Aray she meets with icebergs . One of the passengers is a mysterious , avaricious , selfish , cowardly old man , called Mr . Karx ; another is a beautiful little girl who goes by the 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 is a bit from the description of the dark and icy sea in which the vessel founders : —

    I had thought it impossible that it could be darlcer 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 . Tho 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 ia the bow side-by-side , never leaving it all night . Yet I should no more have known that he was near me when he was silent , without patting out my arm and touching him , titan I should if he had turned in and been fast asleep below . We were not so much looking out , all of us , aslistening to-tho utmost , both with our eyes and ears .

    ISext day I found that the mercury in tho 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 , sinco our departure . I got the sun at noon , and found that tvc were in lat . 58 dog . S ., long . GO deg . W . oif New South Shetland ; in tho 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 all hands were aa smart , efficient , and contented , as it was possible to be . When the night carnc on again as dark as before , it was the eighth night I liad been on deck . Nor had I taken more than a very little sleep in the daytime , nay station being always near the helm , and often at it , while yro 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 get struck by the darkness , and blinded by tho darkness . They nmkc patterns ia 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 haves got off in the bouts , they beguile the weary time and keep up their Iioarts by telling storiesi 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 fast , and that she must come down quick us lightning if s-ho meant to be in timo to help him . I called again angrily tc tho men to silence him ; and just as I did so , tho clouds began to part for . tho second time , « nd tho white tin of tho moon grow visible .

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    December 6 , 1856 . ] THE LEABEE . n * i - ¦ - ¦ . - .- .. ¦¦ _ .- . . _ . . . . . . . J . J . J- X -

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  • Leader (1850-1860), Dec. 6, 1856, page 1171, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2170/page/19/