brilliant psychologist, Professor James, the fascinating author of the "Will to Believe," may remember how he lays stress on the thought of the "Great Companion," the One Being to Whom no episode in our chequered experience is strange, or estranging. Our own philosopher Green, in his deeply interesting, though unsystematic treatises, again and again em. phasizes the fact that human experience has no significance save as organic to the Divine Life. The writer from whom I have already quoted, Professor Royce, in a striking passage of his "Religious Aspect of Philosophy," relates how a deeply thoughtful and pious friend of his own, on being asked what really constituted the essence of the strength and support he The Contemporary Review.

found in his religious belief, replied, the knowledge that he was always understood. One of the grounds on which Professor Royce commends his own religious philosophy to the attention of his readers is that he regards it as satisfying this pathetic and profoundly significant craving of the human heart. Those of us to whom Christianity, while indeed, the home of deep symbolism, is also something more and better, will gratefully welcome these striking corroborations of their own faith that no religion which does not regard human experience as a true and necessary element in Divine Experience can hope to come in touch with the deepest spiritual needs of man.

Emma Marie Caillard.

The Nineteenth Century and After.

Theodore Martin.

Imagine a room the walls of which are covered with casts of fish, skeletons, and all sorts of zoological specimens. Picture to yourself a short, stout, middle-aged man with an intellectual face, a pleasing expression and kind laughing eyes, fondling in his arms some favorite animal.

Chancing one day to pay him a friendly call, the writer found Buckland in his "den," with one monkey on his shoulder slyly regaling himself with moselle from his master's glass, and another lying on his back under the very bars of the fire-grate, gazing intently upwards so as to watch for and dodge the falling cinders. Poor Jamrach-such was the monkey's namewas dying, and it was with sorrowful eyes that we sat together for a time and watched the little fellow who, guided by instinct, was seeking to supplement the climatic inhospitality of his adopted country by such means as were ready to hand.

Buckland's special attachment to this monkey was a survival of earlier affections; for when, in youth, he was living with his father at Westminster, he was continually getting into scrapes owing to the vagaries of another of the tribe who, on escaping from durance vile, would occasionally mount the roofs and pinnacles of the Abbey, and amuse himself by hurling missiles of various sizes and descriptions upon the passers by-much to the edification of his master and the indignation of the Dean. And as in these earlier days he had generally numbered a parrot among his pets, so in after life one of these birds might be seen in mild weather in her cage upon the first-floor front balcony of the house in Albany Street.

On the opposite side of the road was

a public-house, having as its sign "The Queen's Head and Artichoke," upon the site of which originally stood some Artichoke Gardens, a memory of long bygone days.

In recent times the house was largely patronized by workmen in the dinner hour, and our feathered friend did not neglect the opportunity thus offered for the enlargement of her repertoire.

One of Polly's numerous pleasantries was the trick of calling out "Fourwheel" or "Hansom," in response to which, some uninitiated cabman would draw up to the house and wait for a time in silent expectation, unrelieved by any indication of the parrot's existence. At length, his patience exhausted, he would dismount from his vehicle and approach the front door with the object of making enquiry. This was the parrot's cue. A peal of strident laughter would greet the victim, who, instantly grasping the situation, would reply with that fluency of language for which the London Jehu, when heckled, is so justly famous. Having exhausted both himself and his vocabulary, he would drive off, leaving Polly, now mistress of the situation, to make merry over the repetition of the choicest of her newly-acquired linguistic achievements.

The balcony at the back was continuous with those of the adjoining houses, and on a certain summer afternoon, a maiden lady residing next door was enjoying a post-prandial snooze, with window open at bottom and blind halfway down, when suddenly she awoke to behold the form of some unknown animal peering stealthily into the room. In a state of intense perturbation she reached the bell, the alarm was raised, and Buckland was

requested to remove "the brute" without a moment's delay. Some little time elapsed, and at length he arrived in person, and, in pleasantly apologetic yet deprecating tones, explained that the creature was "only an ounce" and was "quite harmless." It may be added for the benefit of the uninformed majority, that an ounce is an animal which to the inexperienced eye presents a suspiciously jaguar-pantherlike appearance; and, as might be supposed, its resemblance to either and each of these was not likely to be overlooked on this of all occasions. Harmless it may have been to most people and as a rule, but maiden ladies of uncertain but mature age are the exception.

But Buckland's standing menagerie did not stop here. In addition to the monkeys, the parrot and the ounce, he possessed a laughing jackass and a tame hare, besides other occasional visitors of varying degrees of "harmlessness." So long as these were kept within reasonable limits all went well. But at times remonstrance was necessary.

On one occasion the carcase of a baby hippopotamus which had declined to continue its existence at the Zoo, was sent to Buckland for examination. This latter completed, he was desirous of procuring its skeleton, and with this object suspended the animal entire to a tree in his back garden, which, being small, was in close contiguity to the adjoining houses. The neighbors-averse from appearing disagreeable, and hoping that the position of the hippopotamus was intended to be very temporary-relieved their olfactory nerves by living in the front of the house and avoiding the back. But time went by apace, and as the odor increased their scruples dissolved, and a formal complaint was lodged. Buckland's reply was immense. He much regretted the unpleasantness of which

they complained, but at the same time suggested that, in the cause of science, it behooved them to put up with such trivial inconveniences, since exposure to the sun provided the only means of getting the skeleton to the necessary degree of whiteness. The claims of science were, however, overruled, and the hippopotamus was removed.

The same sort of experience was, after a long interval, repeated in the case of a huge Sun-fish or Basking Shark, which was also displayed at full length in the garden-which it almost covered-for the same purpose. But sad to relate, science again took a back seat.

Buckland's house was the "rendezvous" for many and various personallties. A neighbor, returning home one day, found an enormous crowd in front of the house, making the footway impassable, and extending some distance across the street. Seeing a police-constable, he inquired the reason for such a crowd, and requested to be conducted to his front door. The officer replied that there was a dinner-party at Mr. Buckland's, adding: "Not that there's anything extraordinary in a dinnerparty, sir, but it's the company; for Tom Thumb, the Circassian Giantess, and the Siamese Twins have already arrived, and some more of them are expected."

On another occasion, a reception was held in honor of the Chinese Ambassador, who was about to visit Buckland for the purpose of arranging for the supply of salmon fry for the Chinese rivers. A large and varied assortment of Buckland's friends and acquaintances were invited. The tame hare scampered up and down the stairs; the parrot regaled the visitors with her choicest selection of expletives; the laughing jackass laughed his heartiest; the ounce assumed his most "harmless" expression; and the monkeys, for once, indulged in company manners.

The side tables were laid with all kinds of refreshments, but His Excellency preferred tea; and Mrs. Buckland, with the aid of one of her guests, who had been specially invited to arrange the business in hand, since he could speak Chinese, endeavored to entertain her distinguished visitor. During the conversation cup after cup of tea was consumed by the ambassador, pot after pot appeared and was emptied, and the hostess, in consternation, and sheltering herself under the ægis of the English vernacular, remarked to the other gentleman: "I don't know what I shall do; this awful Chinaman has drunk all the tea I have got in the house."

There was a momentary pause, and then, without speaking a word, but with a twinkle in his tiny eyes and a glance at the other guest, the Celestial rose from the table, bowed profoundly to his hostess and departed. He understood English perfectly.

Rarely was Buckland more delighted than when he was able to acquire some sport or freak of nature. A good number of these came in his path, since his appetite for the abnormal was well known to the numerous dealers in animals who live "down the Dials," and Whitechapel way. The law of supply, even though the desideratum be scarce, can boast an amazing power of elasticity in order to cope with the exigencies of that of demand; and it was whispered that, on more occasions than one, Buckland had fallen a victim to the powers of what is known to the trade as "fake."

On a certain morning it was announced that a man wanted to see him about-a rat. "Show him up," was the reply; and up he accordingly came. Without delay the rat was produced, and in the middle of its head, issuing from the bridge of the nose, was seen an upstanding horny growth, giving the animal more the appearance of a

miniature rhinoceros than that of the usual well-known rodent.

Cutaneous horns originating from warty growths are common enough in the lower animals, and in man have been known to attain a considerable size; so that, on this point, there was no special ground for suspicion. But the would-be vendor, who was a stranger to Buckland, could give no information as to the history, family or personal, of the specimen, except that he had himself bought it from an unknown stranger who offered it for sale. Thus there was an air of mystery about the genesis of the creature which did not, at any rate, increase its claims to genuineness. Added to this the price asked-at first a high one-was being reduced at a rate scarcely consistent with the usual trading terms. These symptoms were by no means missed by Buckland, who, surgeon as well as naturalist, was gifted with exceptional powers of observation in the reading of character and demeanor; So, with expressions of thanks for the opportunity afforded him of examining such an interesting specimen, he regretted that he had no desire to purchase it. Disappointment and vexation were depicted upon the face of the "dealer," who still continued to reduce the price of his treasure.

When the cost had dwindled to some quite inconsiderable sum, Bucklandwho by this time had smelt something more than a rat-seizing an opportune moment, offered to close with the bargain conditionally upon its being explained to him how the trick had been done. A momentary burst of indignation, accompanied by language quite unfit for ears polite, and succeeded by the hasty realization that this was thirsty work, and the "dealer," pocketing his pride-and the pieces-proceeded to expound the evolution of the horny growth.

Upon a flat board nailed to a table

had been tied down two ordinary rats, one behind the other, tandem fashion, The tip of the tail of the leader, first carefully scarified, had been inserted into an incision made in the skin over the bridge of the nose of the wheeler. In this position the animals had been kept, until the tail of the first had Temple Bar.

firmly united to the head of the unfortunate second rat, when the leader's tail had been snipped off, leaving a portion firmly grown into the nose of the wheeler. After a short interval, the tail-stump in the latter's head had healed, and the animal was ready for the market. George C. Peachey.

Stopford A. Brooke.