of Lord Eglinton in his gold-inlaid armor. | presidency of the republic if Louis PhiBut otherwise he seems to have fore- lippe would release him, and in that case gathered chiefly, at least after his escape he would give the king his parole never from Ham, with the frequenters of that to return to Europe. He had therefore suspected drawing-room into which En- sent for me as a supporter and friend of glish ladies did not enter. By that time Sir Robert Peel, at that time our prime the harum-scarum boy of Rome had minister, to urge Sir Robert to intercede changed into the silent man, with wander with Louis Philippe to comply with his ing averted eyes and dull manner, who is wishes, promising every possible guarfamiliar in the description of his asso-antee for his good faith. The prince was ciates. The Boulogne episode and the detention in prison were then a part of his experience. It was on the eve of that wild exploit that Lord Malmesbury saw him standing one night with Persigay, after a party at Lady Blessington's, both wrapped in cloaks on the steps of her house. You look like two conspirators," said the diarist, as he passed them, to which Louis Napoleon made the dramatic answer, "You may be nearer right than you think." Two days later he had started in a steamer hired for a fortnight, had landed near Boulogne with fifty followers, had marched to the barracks where the soldiers utterly refused to listen to him, had filed before the arrival of the National Guard, had been swamped in a life-boat and picked up clinging to a buoy a short distance from shore. The adventure had ended more seriously for some of his companions, who were killed after they had surrendered, while others requisitioned the horses of some English spectators and got away. His trial had followed immediately, exciting "no interest whatever," though it was generally believed that the sentence would be one of confinement for life. Then had come the imprisonment, and Lord Malmesbury had visited him at the castle of Ham on the Somme when the prince had been confined five years. "Early last January," writes Lord Malmes bury in 1845,"he sent M. Ornano to London to ask me to come and see him on a matter of vital importance to himself. I was unable to go till now, and having obtained with some difficulty a permission from M. Guizot to see the prince, I went to Ham on April 20. I found him little changed, and very much pleased to see an old friend fresh from the outer world, and that world London. As I had only half a day allowed me for the interview, he confessed that, although his confidence and courage remained unabated, he was weary of his prison, from which he saw no chance of escaping, as he knew that the French government gave him opportunities of doing so that they might shoot him in the act. He stated that a deputation had arrived from Ecuador offering him the

full of a plan for a new canal in Nicaragua, that promised every kind of advantage to British commerce. As a precedent for English official interference I was to quote Earl Grey's in favor of Prince Polignac's release in 1830. I assured the prince that I would do my best; but added that Lord Aberdeen was our foreign secretary, and that there was nothing of romance in his character. At this time Louis Napoleon was deeply engaged in writing the history of artillery, and he took an hour in making me explain the meaning of several technical words in English, which he wished translated. He gave me a full account of his failure at Boulogne, which he declared was entirely owing to the sudden illness of the officer of the day, whom he had secured, and who was to have given up the barracks at once. The soldiers had mostly been gained, and the prestige of his name in the French army was universal. To prove this, he assured me that the cavalry escort of lancers who accompanied him to Ham made him constant gestures of sympathy on the road. He then said, 'You see the sentry under my window? I do not know whether he is one of mine or not; if he is he will cross his arms, if not, he will do nothing when I make a sign.' He went to the window and stroked his moustache, but there was no response until three were relieved, when the soldier answered by crossing his arms over his musket. The prince then said, 'You see that my partisans are unknown to me, and so am I to them. My power is in an immortal name, and in that only; but I have waited long enough, and cannot endure imprisonment any longer.' . . . The day after I arrived in London I saw Sir Robert Peel, and related my interview and message to him. He seemed to be greatly interested, and certainly not averse to apply to the French government in the prince's favor, on his conditions, but said he must consult Lord Aberdeen, which of course was inevitable. That evening he wrote to me to say that Lord Aberdeen would not hear of it. Who can tell how this decision of the noble lord may influence future history?"

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From Temple Bar. RECOLLECTIONS OF MARK PATTISON.

when he was severe, the utterance accompanying the stony glare," would become THE following record does not claim to harsh and nasal; and there were some present a complete picture of Mark Patti-who, as they expressed it, had only heard son. It tells of his relations with one of the few among the younger members of the university who, of late years, had the good fortune to be able to call him their friend, and it may possibly, from its particular point of view, throw some fresh light on his character and personality, to the better understanding of which it is my sole desire here to contribute.

the rector "snarl." Once, but only once, so far as I can remember, was a "snarl" given to me. It was when I had, at the end of the scholarship examination, been summoned to the common-room, where all the college authorities were in conclave assembled to examine the selected candidates viva voce. I had read out a set sentence of Livy, and was pondering on the best way of turning an idiom, when the silence was broken by a nasal “Translate!" which roused me from my reflections, and made me plunge, without further delay, in medias res. In stature, Pattison might have been slightly above the middle height, had he walked erect; but the spare figure was bent, and, in repose, his head often rested on his chest. His step, however, was surprisingly quick and elastic, and his gait retained, nearly to the last, something of almost youthful

I first saw Pattison one October morning seven years ago, when, with forty or fifty others, I presented myself in the hall of Lincoln College as a candidate for a scholarship. Each candidate had to provide himself with certificates of good conduct; and Pattison's first remark to me was provoked by the sight of a bundle of some half-dozen of these certificates, with which I had armed myself to meet all contingencies. Taking them from me, and turning them over with a half-puzzled, half-amused | wiriness and vigor. look, he said, "What! All this?" I could My next meeting with Pattison was not help being struck at once with the also purely official. I had to call upon him, rector's appearance, with those remarka- after my election, to have the conditions ble features that I had many opportunities under which my scholarship was held exof studying during the ensuing years. plained to me, and to be assigned as pupil He was at that time sixty-four. His face to one of the college tutors. I found was pale with the pale cast of thought,|him, with the tutors, in his study on the and the deep lines with which it was ground-floor of the rector's lodgings. marked were the result rather of hard thinking than of age. The thin, reddish moustache and beard, and the short, slightly curling brown hair, showed little or no trace of grey; but the somewhat sunken mouth, with the consequent convergence of nose and chin, helped to give the face an aged appearance. This served, however, to bring into prominence the singular brightness of the grey eye, which, whether "glittering," as it has been well described, with the light of some fresh thought, or fixed, as it occasionally was, in the compassionless rigidity of a " stony glare," or mild, almost melting at times, with sympathy, was always deep and searching, and must be regarded as his most striking feature. His voice, in unconstrained conversation, was soft and pleasant; but in official intercourse, or

The walls of the room were covered with books, and the two windows, in front of one of which was his writing-table, looked out upon the quadrangle, with the hall and library. On the mantelpiece, in a small frame, was a photograph of John Henry Newman. After I had listened to the rector's explanations, I hazarded a few questions as to some of the domestic arrangements of college life. The rector referred to either one or the other of the tutors, each of whom, in turn, referred to his colleague, thus giving me an early impression, which I have not been able to forget, of the unwillingness of the Oxford man to commit himself. After that about a week elapsed, when one day the rector's Flemish servant came up to my attic, to ask, with the rector's compliments, whether I would take a walk with him to-morrow,