Notes On Literature, Science And Art.

the study and illustration of our monuments of medicoval architecture , sculpture , and painting . Such travel is fche only basis of a sound knowledge of Gothic , Mr . Baily ' s noble bust of Blake has been received at Taunton , temporarily in the new Shire HaU . There seems to be a general elesire that it should be placed permanently in that edifice , rather than in St . Mary ' s Church .. It is proposed to raise funds immediately for a companion

bust of Locke . Further steps are being taken to procure for London a copy of Mr . Foley's fine equestrian statue of Lord Hardinge . Messrs . Maelise , Roberts , Marshall , and Maodowell , are acting as honorary secretaries to tho fund now in progress of collection . The Bonner Zeitung contains the following : — "Professor Nicoloi-ius has just transmitted a very valuable musical relic to the library of our

university . It is a sheet of paper filled with notes in Beethoven ' s handwriting , containing fragments of the principal aria , in soprano , in the first act of * Ficlelio , ' ivith a variety of other sketches of composition-This is a valuable addition to our beautiful collection of autographs . " It is worth stating that "Otpli-je" lias been sung seventy-nine times in Paris , afc the ThCatre Lyrique . That the music pleases iu London may be inferred from the fact , that Madame Viardofc comes from Paris

expressly to sing the opera at a concert performance . Madame Ristori will spend the winter in Russia , and on her returning to Paris next spring , it is said , she will adventure a part in French , in a tragedy , by M , Legouve , which is about to bo produced at the Ode ' on theatre . Active measures arc being taken for raising some relief for the family of the late Robert Brough . A theatrical entertainment is projected , at

which the regular actors of five of the leading metropolitan theatres will render their assistance to the amateurs of the Savage Club . There is also to be a concert on another evening .

Poetry.

Poetry .

THE CRAFT'S GLORY . SOME boast of their lineage , and such like great things , Descended from nobles , and princes , and kings ; Tlie page of antiquity proudly unfold , And point to tlie deeds of their ancestry told . And some in their loyalty fix all their pride , Whose fathers for monarchs and princes hai-c died

; And swear by their ashes , invoking their name , If they are e ' er called on , they'll venture the same . Aucl others rejoice that , of freedom possessed , They no more by tyrants are spurned and oppressed : That manhood ' s full stature they yet may attain , Unhindered by darkness , -unfettered by chain . But ours is thc honour , and ' tis ours alone ,

To bind these in one , and to make them our own ; Our glory is now , and it ever shall be , That we are all Masons , Accepted and Free . BflRNARO

The Playmate.

THE PLAYMATE .

BY JOHN O . WHITTIEn . THE pines were dark on Ramoth ' s hill , Their song was soft and low ; The blossoms in the siA-ect May Aviml Were falling like the snow . The blossoms drifted at our feet , Tlie orchard birds sang clear ; The SAA-eetest and the saddest day

it seemed of all the year . For' more to me than birds anel floAvcrs , My playmate left her homo , And took with her the laughing spring , The music and tho bloom . She kissed the li ps of kith anel kin , She laid her hands in mine ; "

What more could ask the bashful boy Who fed her father ' s swine ? She loft us in tho bloom of May ; The constant years told o ' er Their seasons with as sweet May morns . But sho came back no more . I walk , with noiseless feet , tlie round Of uneventful

year's ; Still o ' er and o ' er I sow the spring And reap the autumn ears .

The Playmate.

She lives where all tho golden year Her summer roses bloiv ; The dusky children of the sun Before her come and go . There , haply , with her jewelled hands She smooths her silken gown—No more the homespun lap wherein

I shook the walnuts down . The wild grapes wait us by the brook , The brown nuts on the hill , Aucl still the May day floivers make sweet Tho woods of Follymill , The lilies blossom iu the pond , The bird builds iu the tree

, The dark pines sing on Ramoth hill The slow song of the sea , I wonder if she thinks of them , Aucl how the old time seems—If ever the pines of Ramoth wood Are sounding in her dreams .

I see her face , I hear her voice ; Does she remember mine 1 And what to her is noiv the boy Who fed her father ' s kine ? What cares she that the orioles build For other eyes than ours , That other hands ivith nuts arc filled , And other laps with HOAA-OI-S ?

0 playmate in the golden time ! Our mossy seat is green , Its fringing violets blossom yet , Thc old trees o ' er it lean . The winds so sweet with birch aucl fern , A sweeter memory bloiv : And there in spring the veeries sing The song of long ago .

And still the pines of Ramoth wood Are moaning like the sea , — The moaning of the sea of change Between myself anel thee ! Atlantic Monthly ,

Correspondence.

CORRESPONDENCE .

- * [ T HE EDITOR does not hold himself responsible for any opinions entertained by Corresponelenls . ~ ] THE NEW SELF-STYLED GEAND LODGE OF MAEK MASONEY . TO THE EDITOR OF THE I-REEM ASCIIS' MAGAZINE AMD -MASOSIC JMnVROIl .

DEAR SIR AXD BROTIITCH , —In your last number of the Freemasons' Magazine , I hai-c been honoured by no less than three correspondents , AVIIO have each poured out a full measure of wrath on my devoted head . One antagonist at a time is the general rule adopted in a fair encounter ; in this case , however , I stand in the predicament of having to meet " thee single gentlemen rolled into one" but numbers do not always carry off the -palmand in

, , a good cause , one may be a match for any odds . Allow me then to reply , through your columns , to tivo out of the three brethren , viz .: "B . E . X ., " and the B . W . Bro . Kelly , while , for reasons ' that need not find a place in print , I decline holding any communication with the other writer . Before entering upon the merits of this discussion , let me at once express my respect for both of your correspondentsto

, whom I am about to reply ; for it is not my practice to condemn in others the advocacy or defence of principles they feel to be right , while I claim and always will exercise the same liberty for my own opinions . Having a pretty shrewd guess AVIIO it is that writes under the initials "E . E . X ., " although I have not tire pleasure of a personal acquaintance AA'ith that brother , I can , from irreproachable hearsay evidence , rejoice that he is one with whom '

to break a lance is no dishonour . So also thc lt . W . Bro . Kclly is too good a Mason and too loyal a ruler in the Craft , for live to esteem in any other lig ht than that of a high authority from whom I differ in the view we each take of certain recorded facts . With these expressions of fraternal feeling towards both of my opponents , I enter upon a consideration of such points of their letters as seem to mo to require a reply .

The peroration with which " 11 . E . X . " commences being ivhat is usuall y termed "fine writing , " is no business of mine ; every one forms bis sty le on a favourite model , and if he and I do not agree on that point , it is not worthy of more tl « rn a passing alhi-