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TWO REVIEWS OF THE 44 WELSH REVIEW," We are glad to welcome the new Welsh maga- zine, "The Welsh Review," under the editorship of Mr. Ernest Bowen-Rowlands, the son of the eminent Q.C. and M.P. of that name. It is a bold venture to launch a "daring bark," as Mr. Lewis Morris calls it, in his encouraging procemium, on a treacherous sea, where so many like ventures have been wrecked. There is, undoubtedly, room for a magazine in which the views of Welshmen can be interchange d with those of other nations, and the editor is right in his conviction that the establishment of such an organ would benefit the Principality. There are in Wales many grievances and many injustices, which still exist, not through the tyranny or op- pression of Englishmen, but because their exist- ence is unknown to the majority of our Saxon neighbours. Welsh questions have been ignored or misunderstood, because Englishmen had no means of knowing what the real point at issue was. The" Geninen and Traethodydd have done sterling work in formulating a strong public opinion in Wales: and Mr. Owen Edwards' Ci/niru bids fair to be even more successful. But these magazines, published entirely in the ver- nacular, cannot hope to appeal to the outside public. We hail with pleasure, therefore, the es- tablishment of a Welsh Review which has no boundaries, no limitg to its circulating area;" whose purpose it is to make known the case of Wales, to afford an outlet to Welsh genius, and to act as a medium of communication between Whales and other countries." To a venture, started with such high and noble objects, we cannot but wish God-speed, and say with Mr. Lewis Morris— Thou shalt not miss, whate'tr the award of Fate, One favouring hand, at least, one voice that cheers. It would be unfair to criticise too minutely the first issue of such an important undertaking. We can easily imagine how different the first issue must be to what the editor would wish. The editor's A Word to the Welsh People forms a fitting introduction to the new magazine. It is needless to say that it is well written, and if the sentiment is rather high flown, as when he speaks of Wales as Our country! the land which pro- duced Aneurin and Taliesin, Llywarch Hen and Dafydd ap Gwilym, whose children are instinct with the light of poetic thought and the fire of untuto/ed oratory, whose halo is romance, and whose soul is music." that is only to be expected of a young man who has enough faith and courage to tread a ground filled with the graves of similar promising ventures. Mr. T. E. Ellis supplies a good, if rather heavy, article on ''The Movement of Free Schools." Lord Carmarthen holds a brief for the licensed victuallers in The Drink Question and Legislation Mr. Inderw Ick, Q.C., writes an all too short paper on Baron and Feme" the Hon. Stephen Coleridge conclusively proves that the poetic gift is not hereditary in his Remarks on Love as the Begetter of Poetry," and shows a praiseworthy intimacy with his great- great uncle's works the Rev. H. El vet Lewis ends an (.xcellent article on the "Redemption of the Welsh Episcopal Church with the reflection that a new Wales demands a redeemed Church, living in the free air of a people's affection, a friend of whatever is most friendly to the nation's well- being, an exemplar of spiritual dignity and scholarly devotion, a fountain of charity reflecting calm, clear-lit heavens." Sir T. Grattan Esmonde, a descendant of Grattan the Greaty" supplies a well-written protest against the annexation of Samoa by the Germans, for his sympathies go with the Samoans as a gallant race, rightly struggling to be free the assistant editor (Mr. Hamilton Johnstone) criticises "Modern Critics" in an article, the easy and graceful style of which reflects the influence of the great essayists of the early part of the century. Mr. Tudor Evans finds a congenial subject in the history of Welsh Periodical Literature and the force audi power of Jane Ambrach's Welsh novel, Owain Seithenyn," make one almost forget the lamentable, ignorance of Welsh that the writer displays. One does not like to read of David ap Gwilym," of Gidvvim," and" Mount Mynydd." of Rhys Goch 0 'Ryri and "My ffallwy of Dinas Bran," and the. editor would do well to save a really powerful work from such blemishes by placing it in the hands-of a competent Welshman for correction. We are greatly mistaken if the Welsh Notes and the Views of the Member for Treorky are net from the same hand. The" Member for Treorky" suggests infinite possibilities it is quite one- of the cleverest skits on Welsh politics that we have seen, and will do for Wales what Toby, ]\¡I..P; does for England. Mr. Staniforth's illustrations are humorous, and really illustrate the text. In. wish- ing cordial success to the llrriew, we Gajuiot do better than echo the good wishes and the warn- ing of Mr. Lewis Morris in the fine prooemi'im which he contributes Sail with Imperial England round the earth, Using the lordly tongue which sways thc-raos But oh forget not thou the Cymric graee, The snows, the heaven-kissed summits of thy birth. Our irascible correspondent Aliquis^ how- ever. writing in the most approved Doddesque,. thus delivers his mind as to the" Welsh Review:" My DEAB EEXEST BOWEN tYour Wflxh lle-riew has appeared, and you have been duly flattered in the London St a r and other papers chiefly Philo-Saxon. Now I am going to be your candid friend, and give you some home't&rusts about your production. You will not;.tiiaiik me now I know, the candid friend never is thanked, but in the long days that are coming, jn yostr future life, yeu will own I was right. I have read a great deal of your magazine not excluding that word to the Welsh people at the commencement, and three things strike me. In the first place you are a young gentleman who has a confoundedly high opinion of himself. Mark me, IT like you none the less for that. Secondly, 1- see that you take a warm interest in the land of your fathers. That is very good also, and lastly, T write thie with regret, you know jolly little about Wales or the Welsh. You are, I am glad to see, in good society. The peers give you the benefit of their names and even their brains. Positively I am frightened at the aristocratic company in which I find myself. Lord Tredegar has given you his autograph, and so has Lord Kensington. The Honourable Stephen Coleridge has written youan article: a baronet, too, is among your contributors; and lisst, but not least, a most noble marquess has deigned to butter up the publicans, and has no doubt scored as an excellent foil for something that your learned father will turn out ia another number. Now. really, between ourselves, do you think our countrymen in the least want this sort of thing. A page from the principal of Bala College, or, better still, a paragraph from Owen Edwards, would have got your-review more readers in Wales than all these swells put together. My dear boy, you did not see this but this only proves- that at present you ought to be a learner and not a teacher. But you have never known Wales. You are still just a Shrewsbury school boy. the school that gave us Porson Prizemen, and Mr. Raikes, that has turned out perhaps more Philistines than any institution that ever existed, and spoilt every Welsh boy it got hold of. Now as to your con- tributors. Your introduction, well, I say for a young man it is fine, it shows pluck, a great deal of pluck to have written it; it will show a greater pluck still, when you burn it. Lewis Morris has written you a poem. It's one of the worst of his productions that I ever read. Then we come to Tom Ellis's article all Free Schools." Well, you did right in going to him, Ernest. Go to him again he will teach you much that you need to know. But was ho bored to write it ? or have evil communications corrupted good manners ? Did the proximity to a certain noble champion of brewers sit uneasily on the young patriot ? Well, it must be told, Ellis's article here is a great disappointment. It is stalo, and it is not in his best style. But even the gods nod sometimes. The Marquis, I pass over, remarking that it seems to me his article was intended for the Liccthr-d VictuallerGazette. As for the M.P. for Treorky, was it meant to meant to be funny, Ernest ? I have read it all through, and believe me, I did not laugh once. Did you intend me to do so ? Passing over small things—very gmall things by big men, I suppose good enough for us poor Welsh —we are to live on the crumbs that fall from the swalle' table I come to the Rev. Elvet Lewis' pompous article on the Redemption of the Welsh Episcopal Church." The title is not bad; the language is grandiloquent throughout; and the last sentence has some common sense it. Otherwise, well, the rev. Elvet knows about as much of the causes of the failure of the Church in Wales as you do of the modern Welsh character or needs. He does not see that the weakness of the Welsh Church lies not in its abstract connec- tion with the State so much as its connection with the English State and the English State Church. Nations don't loathe institutions for abstract rea- sons, though theorists, like the Rev. Elvet, may. If the article was not written to induce English Churchme* to vote against Disestablishment, it ought to have been. Sir Thomas Gra.ttan Esmonde bears a name that every nationalist must respect, but why did he not write about his ancestor, A paper on Samoa is interesting, but it would have been better in Murray's Magazine. And your notes, dear Ernest. You thought that comparison of Mr. Parnell to Thomas Wentworth, Earl of Strafford, very fine. It was just the sort of thing a lower sixth form boy at Shrewsbury school puts in his first English essay. It sounds very grand, and has neither point nor meaning. When you think you have written anything- very good always cross it out. The novel at the end is far the best thing in the whole production. It does its writer every credit, and it does you some credit to have inserted it. The Cambrian mountain air fresh through these pages blows," if you like but it is a jewel in a dust heap, though the dust heap be one of Saxon "silks''and Saxon coronets. You want, you say, to interest English people in Wales. The way to interest them is not to ignore almost all the ques- tions for which Wales cares—her educational system, her self-government, her history, anti- quities, and language, and it is rather hard lines to force on them in the name of Wales a lot of writers of whom Wales knows nothing, and for whom she caresle s. Ycrbum sap. ALIQUIS.





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