The North Wales Chronicle and Advertiser for the Principality

AN ENIGMA. I Tm fonnd in all rivers but not in the sea, I'm always in milk, but never in tea t. Tm In every one's voice, but not in sound, Alwftvs in air but not in the ground All kta will employ me, but never a queen, Twenty may spare me, but not so nineteen I'm in every one's finger, but not in the hand, I sneak fur myselt-tlo you understand? Conway, July 23rd. 13U. D. E. R. I

ENGLYN I Wrth urddo Mr. Fowell (Ab Tudno) yn Eisteddfod Llandudno. Hyd ei fedd Clwydfardd a fo -dan nodded V n-jfoedd y rhodio A iih i'.vb o fri trwy yr holl fro Yn dolio at Ab l'udao.

la this department as a lull and free expression of opinion of accorded to correspondents, the Editor wishes it to be dis- tinctly understood, that he holds hiimelf responsible fn aoa-. All letters should be accompanied by the name and address of the writer, not necessarily for publication, but as a guarantee of gootl faith.]

THE LATE FESTIVITIES AT BALA. I To the Editor of the North Wales Chronicle. I g;r)_Till you kindly allow me to correct a statement concerning my ancestry which appeared in your publica- tion of Saturday. It is simply this-that the Lloyds of Llwydiarth are not the same as the Lloyds of Fronderw. Nor was Col. Lloyd the man that so distinguished him- self in the peninsular war, but Col. Robert .-inwyl. I remain, sir, yours truly, I Eryl AraD, Bala. T. LL. ANWYL. I Ery! Arm, B?h. I

I LLANDUDNO. I I To the Ediort of the North Wales Chronicle. I Sir,—I noticed in the account of the Llandudno Com- missioners Meeting, which appeared in your last issue, a case against Mr. Richard Roberts, car proprietor, of overcharging a visitor, which I say was a most unjust charge against him. Who in Llandudno can say that 4s. is an overcharge for driving a load to the Railway Station and thence to Bodscatlen and back Its is all nonsense for the P. Sergeant to speak of 3s. Let any one try the cabmen on the busiest time of the day—would they do it for 3s —not likely. Before the Police was called into the board room, the Commissioners could not see anything wrong in the charge, but when he came and delivered such an eloquent speech, it had the same effect on several of the Commis- sioners as a gust of wind on a weathercock. Did not the Commissioners know the Bye Laws ? or has the P. S. issued some new regulations out ? What authority had he to receive 3s. from the lady ? I say-no more than he had to fix the price. I also call Mr. Madren's conduct quite unmanly—say- ing that as far as he could see that Mr. Roberts had done something similar with another party ? Could he prove the case ? Why did he not bring the charge against him before. Mr. Madren ought, before saying such things, to see that he does the same on safe grounds. A LOVER OF JUSTICE. [The writer of the above letter in justice," ought to have p iended his name, publicly, when he attacks the conduct of a brother Commissioner. If Mr. Madren were wrong, or if the," P. S." overstepped the bounds of his duty, the Board-room was the very right place to put matters in their true light and not the pages of a public journal. The writer was present when the in vestigation took place-why not have spoken out then ED. N. VV. C ]

YR EISTEDDFOD! WHO IS TO BLAME- THE EISTEDDFOD COMMITTEE OR GWILYM TAWE? To the Editor of the North IVates Chronicle. Sir -1 have always considered it the duty of a man acting in a public capacity to sacrifice his individual interest for the promotion of great ends, so long as those rendered silence on his own wrongs, or the repres- sion of his own feelings be advisable for the good of the scheme in which he takes a part. On this principle I have acted iu the shabby squabble raised by a selfish clique in the Eisteddfod Council, and thrust so obtru- sively on public notice at Llandudno lately. While there was a likelihood of the publication of my stric- tures resulting in evil to the Llar.dudno Eisteddfod, I refrained from parading my cause before the newspaper readers of Wales. Now, however, that the Council, losing self-restraint, have brought to the climax of stu- pidity their solicitation—as importunate as an impend- ing bankrupt's pressure for your name to a bill, of a paltry X50, I think it high time to speak out on the question-to let a little light in behind the scenes, and to show the actors otherwise than dressed in character. Whether it would not have become the Rector of Neath and others who have been prominent in this transac- tion, to have shewn a little of that charity which" suf. fereth long and is kind," and to have allowed patience to have her perfect work," remains to be seen, and to be decided by the public. In the meantime, I, as a person unwarrantably and unexpectedly attacked at a meeting conspicuollsly-(in fact, packed and prepared to act) ad- verse to a proper investigation of the question, ask, through you, a hearing from the public, well aware that, however much I may feel the smart of ill-usage, I shall not give the enemies of W.,tles--itative and foreign- cause to sneer, and say, "See how these Welshmen hate one another "-as my traducers have done; in addition to the folly of bringing the Rev. George Dawson, of Birmingham, from the city alike of lacquered jewellery and Christianity, to mock, as he did at Llandudno, with solann jeer, the national feeling of the Cymry. The question of my.returning, or not returning, the X50 voted to me by the Local Committee of the Swan- sea Eisteddfod, for services faithfully performed to them and Eisteddfodau generally, involves far wider results thai refer to myself; they go out to this much at least- -Can Yr Eisteddfod be conducted on such a system as that contemplated (and enforced with spleen and cla- mour) by the Rector of Neath and others ? Is it to be laid down as a maxim of Eisteddfod policy, that pay- ments voted to their Secretaries (and they only) are to be & sham and a pretence—that they are to yield them- selves to this gold-plated patriotism and promote the success of Eisteddfodau by becoming partners in a plot of practical hypocrisy. Well did Mr. John Williams, of Bodtfon, say at Llandudno, that ho would consider it an insult to be offered anything for his services" -coupled with the conditions exemplified in the de. bate preceeding his remark, and the resolution founded on it-that all persons receiving such rewards as the local committee should think themselves justified in givingr-looking at the kind and amount of work done, should throw those rewards in their face and hand over the money to the Council, with I have sinned," and the iccusation "so have they." Either a laboureris worthy of his hire or he is not. If h. is, why ask its return in such a manner as to im- ply insult to the donors; if he is not, let it be distinctly proclaimed that all future workers in favour of Eistedd- fadau are to labour gratis, and to exert themselves with- out fee, however great their services and their sacrifices —however successful their efforts, pecuniarily or other- wise. I Btand up against this persistent clamour, not for the mere value of the jMO,—of which sum I probably think less, in itself, than do many of those who ought pro- fessionally to be-not greedy of filthy lucre but I stand up against it to assert right and justice agruust the paltry and mean. Why all this huckstering about jMO by men who, neglecting my advice, threw away hun- dreds. I advised them to accept all the responsibilities of the Carnarvon Eisteddfod, and receive all the receipts; they refused, and so lost ESOO to the funds of the Coun- cil. I repeated the same recommendation in respect to the Swansea Eisteddfod; they followed their former timid policy, and lost the control over a surplus of nearly 9500. They used this advice in regard to Llanduduo, but by their thoughtlessness and extrava- gance in the erection of the pavilion there (by refusing to accept the offer of a better pavilion for ?.MO than they got up at a cost of little less than ?600) they m- volved themselves in loss where gain might clearly have resulted. Thus they, in a sense, squandered more than £ 1,500, and beg me to help them out of their scrape, by niving them the £ 50 voted to me for services rendered, while at the same time this very Council is indebted _L .L to me upwards of E60, whicli tney ao not, even onei w pay It is, of course, more blessed to give than to receive but we are bound not to give if our giving would encou-; rage carelessness and improvidenee, or gratify those who stir up envy and strife, as a means of getting money But I shall now come to the direct question of giving, and am certain that a very "plain tale "will "put down the calumny of my assailants and revilers. I gave annual subscriptions to Yr Eisteddfod, like many others; I gave, like other members of the Council, my guarantee for X5 in case of any loss I travelled, without cost to the Eisteddfod, to Aberdare, Merthyr, Dowlais, &c., &c., to obtain handsome subscriptions to it in these districts; I have, for several years, attend- ed, at my own cost, the meetingsof the Couticil, held so frequently at Shrewsbury and Carnarvon I prepared and printed, at my own cost, a suggested scheme for the more permanent national celebration of Eisteddfodau, which, after being widely circulated for suggested amendments, was, with a few trivial alterations, adopt- ed by this very Council as the basis on which the Eis- tedfod should be conducted in the future and in many other ways contributed unpaid labour and interest, be- sides money, to the financial success of our national ga- therings. I shall mention only one other matter on this head. To the failure, up to the very hour of the Eis- teddfod's opening, of the Council to provide funds for the prizes offered at Swansea, which they ought to have furnished, if they wished to obtain control over the funds, for so ran the agreement, I offered and suggested to join the Rector of Neath and Mr. Hugh Owen in a bill on which money might be advanced to pay the prizes. The Rectcr evaded the offer, not with his elo- quent tongue, but by a less eloquent, though more forci. ble, mode than speech-a significant shrug of his shoulder. I got him, however, to promise and see Mr. Hugh Owen on his arrival at Swansea that evening, and arrang°ed, in case he consented, to meet them at the Bankearly the following morning. They did not meet me, nor did 1 receive any communication from the Rector on the subject until I met him on the platform when the Eisteddfod was about to commence. He then told me that Mr. Hugh Owcn distinctly declined to incur any liability, beyond his personal guarantee, which I, in common with others, had also undertaken, of f5, should there be any deficiency. I felt chagrined and disappointed at meeting so direct a refusal, in a quarter where 1 most of all anticipated ready aid; and, unwill- ing that, at the last hour, the Eisteddfod at Swansea should merge into a local one, I again solicited the pe- cuniary assistance of the Rector. He replied by good- tempered evasiveness. On this very morning of the Eisteddfod, when there, was not a penny at the Coun- cil's credit iu the Bank for the prizes, and after the re- peated refusals of the Rector, I issued cheques, on my own responsibility, without any stipulation or hesitation for the sums given in prizes, as they were awarded- thus saving the credit of all concerned in the Eisteddfod at the risk of my own and with the palpable result of over-rtrawing my account, and becoming liable for dis- count charges, &c. This I did to the extent of about X260. On Thursday (the third day), fearing that I was over-drawing my account, I again solicited the aid of the Rector, either by loan or such other means, as Le might select. I got nearly the same reply; for he con- tehted himself by stating, that if he was at home ho miaht be able to aid. This answer will be properly ap- preciated when I say that Neath is only eight miles from Swansea, and that the Bank there is a branch of the one I drew cheques on at Swansea. Generous and honourable conduct," truly We see how unwilling the Chairman of the Council is to accept responsibility on its behalf. Was it that he feared th's fact creeping abroad that lie is so touchy now about newspaper para- graphs 1 Of course, people are ready to say the Coun- cil with the Rector of Neath at its head, released me from a predicament so prejudicial to a business man, by paying up at once, the sums thus expended on their ac- count. No such thing. I was only relieved by the Lo- cal Committee, and that after the lapse of a period of three months; and on this, no discount charges or inte- rest has, as yet, been offered to me by the Council not4 has any other notice of my haste to the rescue been taken by those whose honour I redeemed, except the shameful intrigue of which I have been the victim. The thanks they give me is—PERSECUTION. Perhaps some of my (late) fellow-members of the Council may be able to give a better account of their givings perhaps my co-Secretary for a time, and my supplanter in the Council now, may be able to shew a balance in his favour of the same, of a better sort; if so, the public will thank me for opening their eyes to the number of their public-spirited benefactors, and to the extent and amount—in very hard cash," of their devo- tion to Yr Eisteddfod,.and for obtaining proofs of their "generous and honourable conduct!" such as they have not had as yet. It is easy to say of the Swansea Eisteddfod alone that the Council received no personal pecuniary remunera- tion, for they lost control over the surplus by their hesi- tation to refuse liability; and it does not follow that be- cause there was nothing to get, those who call public attention to the emptiness of their hands would not have filled them if it could have been bad. Let me instance a few matters—not invidiously—but only as illustra- tions. The Rector of Neath asserted at the meeting at Llandudno, that he never received a peuny of Eistedd- fod money yet I find his name in the printed accounts just issued (and issued very opportunely for me) of the Carnarvon Eisteddfod for X6 10.3. as an adjudicator! Surely the Rector could not have forgotten the payment to him of C6 10s. sc recently as the Carnarvon Eistedd- fod In the same account another member of the Council has £10 10s. as an adjudicator, £10 as conduc- tor, and £1 Gs. as expenses. Total £21 16s.! Dr. Evan Davies received payment as an adjudicator, as did the Rev. W. Roberts (Nefydd)—both of them members of the Council. These are specimens of pickings of which I never got, asked, or wished a share. In short, £ 126 10s. was divided among the patriotic (?) gentlemen who have raised this clamour, either as adjudicators or conductors; and yet they are the very persons who deny payment to otheis., It is simply a disreputable attempt to wrest well-earned monies from one set of officials, who laboured iudefatigably aud successfully on behalf of the Local Committee, to divide among another wh) have far less claim to it, if indeed they have any claim at all. When I return my gratuity, at the right time and in a proper vtay—wheii my mind has been satisfied upon the points at issue, will they return theirs ? tlurely," what is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander Dr. Evan Davies has given back, as the Council say, his X50. On this one act of his they found their claim on me, not ou the justice of their cause. Is Dr. Davies, then, the exemplary one whom all are to imitate ? Is Dr. Davies so far ahead of Gwilym Tawe, then, in his generosity ? I shall accept his o,vn hypothesis. The printing and sale of pro- grammes was, lie said, equivalent to a present to me of X30. The right to do so I received from the Local Committee, as did the printer of the programmes at Carnarvon, and, later, still, at Llandudno, each giving what I proposed to give for the copyright— £ 5. Dr. Davies, failing to bow to the decision of a majority, ob- jected, and resigned. Not to interfere with the success of the Eisteddfod, threatened by his stubbornness, I gave that up. If I return my X50 gratuity, will he pay in an equivalent for this £ 30; and also pay about £50 expended by me in travelling expenses to the meetings of the Council (he having attended two only), and the interest due to me on the loan of X260, &c. ? On page 14 of the programme of the Swansea Eisteddfod will be seen a "list of subscribers" to the "Triple Harp Scholar- ship;" but, conspicuously, on the next page, I do not find a list of the subscribers to the Vocal Scholarships." Wales has a right to know her benefactors. If Dr. Da- vies lost by this affair we should know it, that we may make it up to him, not rob him of his due if he did not, the names of other donors ought not to be eclipsed, nor their interest in the Eisteddfod concealed for his renown. It is right to undertake to pay a given sum, and then to trade on the patriotic feeling of Welshmen to make up that sum, and to be bound only to pay the guarantee (and not even pay that)-whatever the surplus t Would not that be to trade in, and speculate upon, the nation's good feeling ? I do not accuse Dr. Evan Da- vies of this; but I wish to know how many of the pride and glory of Wales—its aristocracy and people—shared in Dr. Davies's enthusiasm for Vocal Scholarships ?" We could then estimate the amount of enthusiasm taken in the subject, the persons by whom this is taken, and the amonnt of self-sacrifice to which Dr. Davies, as gua- rantor, has been subjected. Perhaps, too, a balance- sheet of the monster concerts held at Swansea, Aber- dare, Merthyr, Cardiff, &c., for the same object, might advantageously be given. I want to know, too, by what right Dr. Davies received the music (which cost the Swansea Local Committee above 946) from the Council, or a member of it. Is it a wonder that my country- men are beginning to raise a cry against Eisteddfod I bvonritilDl I" The Rector of Neath charged me at Llandudno with being the writer of, or the authority for, a certain article in a newspaper, animadverting on the Council; and he reached this conclusion by the following most prepos- terous logica report of a meeting got abroad—it must have got abroad from a person present—Mr. Morris was present :-therefore Mr. Morris gave the information. A conclusion which would have been logically correct only if Mr. Morris had been the meeting, when indeed, it would not have been a "private" one. This word private, too, contains a snare. The meetings of the Council are public, and reported when it suits it to have its preceedings known; but when it has anything dark on hand it is marked "private." Public bodies cannot hold private meetings. The charge of having connec- tion with newspaper articles no one has a right to make to the supposed writer. There is a legitimate way of getting at that fact—by application to the editor. That editor has, in this case, publicly exonerated me from all complicity in the matter, in a lengthy and masterly ar. ticle in the Journal of Saturday last. The writer, or even the informant, is not the sole party concerned in an affair of this sort, and ought not to be compelled or constrained to make an acknowledgement, or give a denial. Such a thing Archbishop Whately said, is only attempted by a knave or a fool. It is not necessary for me now either to confess or deny, so I take myself out of the latter class, and my assailants can choose their own. I however here and now assert, that the contents of that article, with a few verbal exceptions, are quite correct, and founded on trustworthy information, how. ever gained. The use of the meetings of the Council as a censorship on the Welsh press is seriously reprehensi- ble. Honest men do not require their doings hidden, nor would they even wish their misdoings concealed. Objections may be felt, and must be taken, by some party in every public concern, and it is a wrong to the public to quiet down a minority from the only appeal they have, by penalty of abusing criticism of the news- papers, which secures publicity, and attempt to force men to supply the names of those whom the country rightly desirous to be anonymous—the writers of its journals. Let ns judge of the truth by itself, uniuflu. enced by the magic of names. I may just note another piece of curious logic ia the Rector of Neath, who says that that article" charged him personally with having received £10 as an adjudica- tor," whereas the paper says their President was to have £10 for being a conductor at Swansea, and X 10 for being a judge, for which sum that President has been ever since unclerically Clamorous." Another sample of how the Hector of Neath can twist and distort the truth to serve a clique in their mean and disreputable purposes I As Shakespeare says, "Oh, judgement! thou art fled to British beasts, And men have lost their reason." Regarding my not replying to a private note forward- ed to me by the Rev. Hector, taxing me—with consider- able asperity—with being the author or the authority for the article on which so much has been unfairly said, I have only to say to this railing accusation, I wrote an answer in the same spirit, but, on reflection, determined not to returu railing t'oi railing. I forfore posting it, and I have not been able as yet to frame a soft answer," as I have no desire to turn aside wrath" which is unde. served. The very head and front of my offending hath this extent, no more." Then again, I am charged with having been the sug- gestor to the Mayor of Swansea of the voting of these gratuities which the Local Committee thought proper to give, but which the Council brand as extravagant, and of which they demand the return from me alone I I reiterate my denial, in that I, first or at any time, suggested to the worshipful the Mayor that gratuities should be given. He spoke to me ifrst on the subject, asserting that all officials should be paid as a matter of principle, and asked what had been done elsewhere, and I told him, on being asked, of the Carnarvon grants but the originator of the question, as betaeen us, was his worship. I am at a loss to account for the lapse of memory on this subject under which he labours. I can recount the whole conversation, and circumstances, in detail' I (lid, under pressure, and in haste, conditionally pro- mise to present the Council with the £ 50. To do so, even if the condition was fulfilled, and it is not, would, however, I now see, countenance a sham and shame— pretending to pay but not paying official servants, would be to pronounce judgment against the Local Committee of Swansea as squanderers of money fhey had no right to use lavishly-while the first and most express condi- tion of the Eisteddfod was, that if the whole pecuniary responsibity was borne by either the Local Committee or the Council, that responsible body should have abso- lute control over the surplus proceeds. Now, between the Local Committee and myself, all the responsibility was incurred and paid, and the Local Committee had the right to dispose of the funds, for any right purpose, as they choose. It would be to yield to clamour and ill-usage what ought only to be yielded to right and justice; it Would be to encourage buUying and brow- beating as a means of extorting money from individuals less able perhaps than myself to bear the loss; and would be to acknowledge that the direction of our Great National Eisteddfod could only be carried on by a system of gratuitous labour, graduating from the bill-stickers and door-keepers up to the artistes and conductors, and, perhaps, even extending to the successful competitors— or cooked accounts, in which'credit was given for money to be first received and then returned for a certain amount of oily-mouthed soft sawder. I am not inclined to set my zeal by an act of this sort, and I believe that in the judgment of my fellow-countrymen I shall be found in the right :— Thrice is he armed who hath his quarrel just, And those but naked though locked up in steel Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted." The right time having come, I have, after long endur- ance of undeserved scorn, which patient merit from the unworthy bears," given a frank statement of my reasons for n jt succumbing at this time, and in those circumstances, to the clamour and mis-statements of clique or cabal, by returning jC50, honestly mine, and I leave the public to say, Who is to blame, the Eisteddfod Council, or Your obedient Servant, WiLLIAM MORRIS (fiwilym. Tawe) Stamp-Office, Swansea, Sept. 5th, 1864.

STRANDING OF THE STEAMER AVALON. On Monday intelligence was received that the Great Eastern Railway Company's steamship Avalon, which has been running on the new line of route to the conti- nent, between Harwich and Rotterdam, and was strand- ed early on the morning of Thursday, on what is known as the Hook of Holland, had been most successfully floated. The Avalon is one of the superior steamers which were lately built for the Great Eastern Railway Compa- ny for the trade, and has made several rapid runs across the German Ocean. On Wednesday she left Harwich for Rotterdam, hav- ing no passengers on board, in order to commence the new tidal service arranged by the company, which was to come into operation on the following day, the lstinst. She was in charge of a Rotterdam pilot, and on passing inside what is termed the Hook of Holland she went ashore on the long range of sands which stretch out along that district of coast All attempts failed to get her off, and, as the wind and sea increased as the day advanced, the most serious apprehensions were enter- tained as to her fate. News of the mishap having been forwarded to Rot- terdam, two steamers were at once sent to her aid, but in csnsequence of the heavy seas which broke over the beach she could not be approached. Fortunately, how- ever, the weather moderated on Saturday; both the wind and sea had gone down, and there was an unusu- ally good tide to favour the operations for getting her off. The tugs got a strain upon the ship, and early in the afternoon of Saturday she floated, and was hauled off into deep water. She was afterwards towed up to Rotterdam and surveyed. It is stated that she has sus- tained no material damage. The causa of the disaster is now under investigation. Whether it arose from some error in the course, or im- perfect soundings, is yet to be ascertained.

On the night of the 2nd inst. a school-house at Porta- down, belonging to the Church Education Society, and of which the Hev. G. Robinson was patron, was malici- ously set on ifre, and totally consumed, and it is sup- posed to have been done by some orangemen when re- turning from a meeting they held in the locality.-Free. man's Journal. The other morning, the wife of a respectable farmer named Cullinan, residing within a mile of Enuistymoti, had an altercation with her servant maid, Margaret Mc. Mahon, when the latter dashed a delf bowl at the head of her mistress, inflicting a severe wound. She then seized a shovel, with which she assaulted Mrs. Culli- nan, who is not expected to recover from the injuries inflicted. On Sunday, a fire broke out in the roofs of a block of six cottages at Farthinghoe. near Banbury. The dry state of the materials, and the want of water in the ad- jacent pools and wells, deprived the inhabitants of the means of arresting the flames. The rector, at length, ordered two of his horses to be yoked to the village wa- ter-cart, and for four or five hours that vehicle was used in carrying water from a distant pond to the scene of the fire. By this means, and by tearing off the roof- ing, most of the sixth cottage was saved from destruc- tion. Four of the cottages were insured, but the fifth was not. The loss and inconvenience to the poor te- nants are, nevertheless, considerable.

ENGLYN I I ruzabeth J. M'illiam.% (Gi,,cnyner Clicyd) ar iieg el htirddiad yn yr Eisteddfud Genhedlaethol, yn Llandudno, ISM. Owe nvnen Clwyd, cwyd mewn cân-i awyr Yr Eos o'th drigfan A daw nitl o th flodau man, I d'euaid di dy hunan. Llandudno. E. 0. MACBNO. I

0. ur LIBRARY table. BLACKWOOD'S KDINBUHGII MAGAZINE. Edinburgh and and London W. Blackwood and Co. The September number of MAGA opens with the con- clusion of "The Perpetual Curtte's adventures; who after much strife and sorrow,—much opposition and 1 backbiting, all oi which he overcame—sees himself safe in port at last. He gets an incumbency instead of a cu- racy, and he caine into his kingdom without any doubtof his success in it, or capability for its government. He had first a little journey to make, to bring back Lucy," his fair young wife, from that temporary and reluc- tant separation from that district, which propriety tad made needful; but in the mean time, Mr. Went- worth trod, with firm foot, the streets of his parish, se- cure, that no pars-m nor priest, should tithe or toil in his dominions, and a great deal more sure than even Mr. Morgan had been, that henceforth no unauthorised evangelization should take place in his territory. This sentiment, perhaps, was the principal difference percep- tible by the community in general, between the new rector of Carlingford, and the late perpetual Curate of St. Rogue' So it ends; and we can only add that this portion of the" Chronicles of Carlingford" i. well told; and funns a pleasing sequel to those which have preceded it.—Cornelius O'Dowd furnishes us with more of his speculations. There is a controversy between some of our L union contemporaries, as to whether these clever papers" ,e written by Sir E. B. Lytton, or Chas. Lever: we have little doubt on the subject. The mat- ter and manner are alike redolent of Lever's style and genius.—An excellent article on the dispute between the Rev. Charles Kingsley and Dr. Newman follows in which justice is done to both the disputants, probably not much to the satisfaction of either, We rise from the study of this controversy," says the able writer. if Controversy it deserve to be called, painfully alive to the fact that both disputants are in the wrong. Dr. New- man is wrong, because his principles are indefensible ab initio, however perfectly thy agree one with another. His error, however, is that of a great mind, which like vaulting ambition has oveleaped itsself, and fallen on the other side; whereas, Mr. Kingsley is wrong, morally as well as logically. He makes charges which he can- not prove, and, too obstinate or ill advised frankly to withdraw them, he repeats them in a manner which of- fends the tastes, even of his own admirers. We think, therefore of the one with sorrow not unmixed with re- spect, as of it fallen angel, but an angel still; of the other as a misguided clever man, who, having got be- youud his depth, discovers that he cannot swim, and (strikes out wildly, as those are apt to do, who find them- selves in dinger of going to the bottom." There is much truth in these observations. Tony Butler" is continued; and it is as attractive a tale, we think, as ever appeared in Blackwood." An article on The Alphabetical.s," or that "class of works, the peculiarity of which is, that their part3 are distributed according to the order of the alphabet;" a third Letter from the Ptincipahties;" aud an article on "The City of Gold," complete the number. The last article is in- tended to prove the evil of the present monetary system, which compels the Bank to restrict; its issues when the scarcity of gold requires they should be enlarged.—" Of what use is credit," asks the writer, but to take the place of payments in coin ? Was it not for this purpose, and for this alone, that credit and paper money were adopted ? Why, then, not make use of our credit system as a means of compensating the temporary absence of gold ? Why not tide over the difficulty, instead of ag- gravating it ? and so avoid the tremendous sufferings which are ever recurrent under our present system of monetary legislation." These questions cannot be an- swered fairly but the mania of modern political econo- my has got too strong a hold of our legislators, to in- duce us to hope for a change. CASSELL'S SERIALS AND PERIODICALS. London Cas- sell, Petter, and Galpin. i We have received our usual parcel of these monthlies from the publishers; and have examined them all with great pleasure; as they are, in every respect deserving the attention, both of the lovers of art and of literature. The re-prints of the HOLY BIBLE, of Bunyan's HOLY WAB, of SHAKESPEARE, of GOLDSMITH'S WORKS, of Ho. BINSON CHIGOE, of the POPULAR NATURAL HISTORY, and of THE POPULKB EDUCATOR, exhibit no falling off whatever, either in the illustrations or letter-press; both are, in the highest degree, ornamental; and the literary merits of the respective works is well known. Of the original serials and periodicals, THE BIBLE DICTIONARY de.-erves the first place, from the intrinsic merit of the work, and its great importance, as making the unlearned familiar with much in the Holy Scrip- tures that, to them, must be abstruse and deficient in interest, because they want information either as to the cuuntries and the people, or the subjects, of which the sacred writers treat. That information the Dictionary affords; and when complete, it would be as well if every attentive and serious reader of the Bible, could .have a copy at his elbow. The part before us (the 11th) closes the 1st volume. Another volume will complete the work. The 45th part of the ILLUSTRATED HISTORY OF ENGLAND, is occupied with the Indian mutiny, and the narrative will be read with intense interest, now the danger is past, we hope never to return. There have been in the past year, some attempts among the fanatics, both Hindoo and Mohammedan, to stir up disaffection, but the little success that attended them, must convince the enemies of Engl and's supremacy, that it is too firmly established to be overthrown. The pains that are taking, also to instruct the native population,—-many of their most eminent men supporting the English system of schools; whilst in some provinces, Oude especially, a complete change has taken place in the character and pursuits of the tCtlookdar8 and other leaders,—all tend to render the submission to the English rule more cheer- ful, and to make it more invulnerable. We hope the Englishmen in authority will leave nothing undone to improve the natives; the more they are civilised and instructed, the more contented will they be as joint subjects with Englishmen, of England's Queen. The QUIVER is approaching the end of the 6th volume; and we are to have a new series which will differ from the first, by being printed on improved paper, and beau- tifully illustrated the series just finished has not been adorned with wood-cu s. It depended for poplarity upon its literature, which fully entitled it to public patronage. The six volumes contain a variety of articles in the de- partments of theology, history, geography, natural his- tory, biography, criticism, and fiction and form a va- luable and instructive little library of themselves. The article on Rigged Schools," gives more information with respect to those establishments than can be found in any other publication that we are acquainted with; and those under the head of Biblical Expositions," contain many apt explanations of scriptural difficulties. The Department for Young People is also another Striking feature in this periodical, being admirably adapted for their instruction and improvement. The tales are all youil, especially those by Mrs. Wood,—"The Channings," Air%. Haliburton's Troubles," and 'Squire Trevlyn's Heir."—There are many piece K of excellent poetry in the volume; one of which, from the part, now on our table, we quote. HEROISM. Proudly we tell the deeds Of those we heroes name; We speak of their high worth, And sound their fame; Yet few among us try To live the same. Look we at some great life, A race full nobly run- V hat brought that glorious meed, True honours won ? What, hut each single act Earat;,itly done I Where'er some noble deed Has given man fame and praise, Could we from that life's past The curtain raise, Sure we should find it great In little ways. For to each one is given A grand and noble life, If we but strive to heed, Each danger rife; If but our way we bend Straight to the strife. Oh foolish hearts and vain! We look around afar; We long for some great work, Some mighty war; And see not that the strife Is where we are I Cassell's ILLUSTRATED FAMILY PAPER, this month presents a new attraction,—a tale by F. H. Keppel, the author of the Contrast, or the Oak and the Bramble," which obtained the prize of zC250, offered by Mr. Cassell a few years back for the best tale sent in to certain judges, Lord Brougham being one. Our readers know that we entertained a very fair opinion of that tale; and from the portions of the new work, which have already appeared in four numbers of the Illustrated Paper," we think it will certainly be quite equal, in every way, to the Contrast." It is entitled Down and Up, or the Trials and Triumphs of Life and Mr. Keppel must have had considerable experience, to enable him to write as truthfully as he does.—Two of the tales commenced in former parts, "The Purpose of a Life," and" False Steps," are concluded in that now before us; the Bro- ther's Secret," runs into the next part; in which a se- ries of tales from celebrated authors will ba commenced, —the first, being The Witness on the Wall," by the author of Rashleigli -or the Prophecy," will bear more than one perusal.—Mr. B. Jerrold s papers on French Workmen," and the Descriptions of Cele- brated Places at Home and Abroad," are also full of interest.—From the former, we extract a short passage relative to the Paris Cal,nien.-)Ir. Jerrold says, "The Paris cabman has no chance of success should he de- mand double his lawful fare, in imitation of the specula- tive audacity of his London brother. All the hope the Paris cabmen has out of his customer, is in the shape of pouvboii'C, or drink-money. The drink-money system is, indeed, one that pervades every trade and business in this city. The man who brings a coat home, expects a gratuity for his trouble nay, the pastry-cook s appren- tice, who brings a can of ice, louks out for his half. peuce. Put the Paris cabman is the keenest of all seekers after drink money. According as it is doled to him with a liberal or niggard hand, is he smiling or surly. He seldom uses his tongue insolently, but he has a manner of conveying his displeasure which leaves no mistake about it, on the mind of the customer, who has been sparing in the matter of drink-money. He never condescends to appeal to his customer's pity. He will not plead like the London cabman, that you are the first fare he has had that day, and that times are going wry hard indeed with him. No. He puts himself much on an equality with you, and whips his horse, and turns his back upon you composedly, as much as to say—'There are generous natures, and there are selfish natures; there are noblemen and mean worms; and the Fates will have it so sometimes.—I have hadaworoa in my cab." LONDON SOCIETY. London:" 9, St. Bride's Avenue, Fleet-street. We are very much inclined to think, that, if we could have only one magazine of light literature," that we should prefer LONDON SOCIF.TY, with its numerous aiti- cles, all adapted to recreate" and "amuse," and its ap- propriate, cleverly-designed and its well-executed illustra- tions, to any of its contemporaries. There are eleven articles in the September number all, except the paper on Aubery," that on The Playgrounds of Europe," and The Tale of a Chivalrous Life," which is a rewin- iscence of Bayard, the chevalier sans pcur, s(ins re- procke,in the class of amusing fiction and all of a high rank in that class. As a companion by the sea- side, or in a shady retreat, this sultry weather, this pe- riodical will amuse and cheer the solitary wanderer—or the lively circle, inclined to listen, while one of the num- ber reads. We could also select many passages for ex- tract from this periodical,- -but must confine ourselves to one,-a curious anecdote of Guizot, which is given as authentic, in a paper entitled Gossip for the Holydays." It is a dialogue between a lady of fashion, and the states- man My dear Monsieur Guizot,' said the lady, you seem weary with everything, as if your heart, and mind, and spirit were fatigued. How is this ? What can you desire ? For years you have occupied the thoughts of Europe, inscribed your name in history, and been a king of men, and leader of monarchy. In your retirement you are honoured and illustrious. No other is high enough for you to envy. Then whence this las- situde, this sadness, this hypochondria ? Are you ill ? No, madame, but I would forget!' Forget l' Yes, I would tear a thousand pages from out of the book of my life—pages filled with the records of others, but which neither gave nor give me any happiness.' I Is it possible you can be dissatisfied with your magnificent career ?' Were my time to come over again' (it must be understood that this anecdote comes direct from the lady who heard the avowal), 'and I were free to choose my lot, I would be a man without either political or so. cial duties, responsible but for my own conduct, with- out too many relations or friends, without any endow- ments of talent, but simply those of common sense; without nerves, and with a good digestion and a little egotism, entirely without ambition, living on a modest solid independence, drawn, say from rents in the Boule- I vards of Paris, or Regent Street, in London so that I could be a calm, unimpassioned, disinterested spectator of passing events.' Then,' asked the lady, 'what would be your dream, your desires, your employment, your pastime ?' To see the passions and agitations of others. As for glory—Paf!' And this is the verdict of a man who has known all and seen all—who has taken a bird's- eye view of empires from the lofty heights of his own genius. THE LADIES' TnEAsuity.-Londoi) Houlston and Wright, This periodical sustains its character of being take it all in all," the best issued for the ladies. It con- tains everything iu our opinion, which that interesting part of our population require in such a work; and it is evident that both writers and artists employed on it are in the first class of each. Mrs. Warren is, also, a most able editress; rejecting all irrelevant matter and taking care that every department of the Treasury is complete. The illustrations, this month, are views of Guanajuato, Mexico," Ruins of Donegal Abbey," and of "Jerpoiat Abbey and three patterns for ladies' needlework. In the literary department, the interest- ing tale, "Light in Darkness" is continued; and there is anothervery good work of fiction, Margaret: a New England Tale." "How I managed my children," is continued; and there are several other articles, which, we doubt not, the fair readers will fully appreciate. THE CHURCHMAN'S FAMILY MAGAziNE.-Loodon: Jas. Hogg and Son. Another number of this excellent periodical, of which we can speak in terms of high praise there is a graphic account of the graphic account of the career of Dr. Stanley, Dean of Westminster, in the 5th number of Our Bishops and Deans." The papers, and tales, not concluded in the last number are all continued in I this; and" Ladies Work in a Country Parish," is a new subject. We could fill a column or two with in. I teresting extracts, but we have only room for one Ox- ford Sonnet." I THE BROAD WALK. Duly at morn and eve with constant feet, To tread the long fair avenue be mine, A natural cloister; when dear June divine Crowds with her music the green arches high; Or when the hale October's passing sigh Rains down the gold and brown of Autumn leaves, While every breathY the quivering branches weaves A trellis of their shadows soft and fleet; Or, later, when the mist's long dewy arm Creeping, dim twilight from the river shore, Screens the live oriel not without a charm, With sombre drapery. So evermore A shrine it seems, where one might fitliest raise A mom and even-song of prayer and praise. Ouii OWN FillESIDE.-London Wm. Macintosh Pater- noster-row. This "Magazine of Home Literature for the Christian Family," is well adapted to the domestic mission it has undertaken. It is carefully edited; and the articles are all calculated to excite the interest of the reader. The opening paper in the present number, The Demoniac's Home," by the Rev. J. B. Owen, M.A., deserves a very careful and attentive perusal; and we think the reader will scarcely be unimproved. Mrs. Clara L. Balfour's tale of "Well Married," and the Rev. R. Pigott's histori- cal tale of the Whites of Cardiff," are continued. There are well written papers on Natural History, Topography, and Biography,—with more poetry than we now usually find in the magazines, and it is all good. Indeed, that epithet may be applied to all the contents of the magazine. The paper entitled "The Tourist in Scotland," is also illustrated with several well executed wood cuts.—The paper entitled A Trek in Natal," from which we gave some extracts last month, is conti- nued and the results of Mr. Gordon's experience do not give us much inclination, to travel in that country. Here is a description of a luxurious hotel" near the "Huts," a station where the travellers had past a night. It was a rounded hut, built of sticks, thatched over with reeds, both inside and out, with the usual mud floor, exactly in the style of a Kaffir kraal. This was divided into a sitting room, and two tiny bed rooms, the room being only thin-white curtains. Such was the weary travellers' hotel! The owners of the H uts" had another small building for themselves, made of wattle and daub, scarcely superior to our residence. These buildingss, with a rough stable, a Kaffir Kraal, over waggons, and the tent, which the Sappers pitched for t hemselves, formed our little encampment. But I must add, we were not alone in our 'spacious' abode for a young man, agent to a farmer, made this hotel' his home and, with another traveller, like onrselves, slept in the sitting room !"—There are oases, however, even in this desert. One of these is the German mission called Hermaunsberg, which the travellers visited. "1 r. Holtz, the superintendent," says Mrs. Hamilton, "kindly took us over the establishment, which is very large and forms a kind of depot for all the othor branch- es of the same mission in South Africa. There is a nice little chapel, and schools both for the Kaffirs and for the Germans and a lovely garden stretches round the little settlement. Various trades are here practised: waggon makers, carpenters, smiths, &c. On coming up, we saw many men and women engaged in sheep-shear- ing. They informed us this was a profitable branch of farming here, the country being well suited for sheep." —With this extract, we take our leave, for the present, of this periodical. "YR AMAETHWR," Cyfarwyddyd Cyffredinol Amaethwyr Cymru, yn dair gyf. ("The Farmer, or the General Instructor of the Farmers of Wales, three vols.) This is a bold attempt of Mr. Aubrey, of Llanerchy- medd, to supply an admitted deficiency in Welsh litera- ture. Notwithstanding that the press of Wales is teem- ing with publications of a poetical or of a religious ten- dency, there is not a single journal in the ver- nacular devoted to the advocacy of the farmer's interest, or illustrating at any length, the science of agriculture. We have upon our table the first number of Yr Amaethwr," written by some of the most practical agri- culturists of this country, with carefully selected articles from the works of several eminent men in England and Scotland. It is embellished with au exceedingly beau- tiful coloured engraving of a horse and a cow; it also contains highly finished skeleton sketches of those use- ful animals. It is further illustrated with a number of wood-cuts, which, we understand, is to form a peculiar and attractive feature of the work. The present num- ber is prefaced with some general observations upon agriculture, and points out the deficiencies which now exist in Wales with regard to the correct mode of culti- vation. The editor shews the advantages which the English farmer possesses over the Welsh farmer in the access he has to the works published upon the practice and science of agriculture here is presented to the Welsh reader a compendium of useful knowledge, which the tenant farmer will only find scattered over several expensive volumes readable only to those who have thoroughly mastered the English language. By the bye, it was only the day before we read an oberva- tion said to be made by a Mr. Passmore Edwards, at the Llandudno Eisteddfod) that a certain English production should not and could not be translated into the Welsh language; aud that, in consequence, every man should be taught th English language in order to appreciate the works of one of the master minds of England. Very true; but unless our countrymen are gifted with supernatural powers, two or three generations must, of necessity, pass away before the evil reached. Theorists may say with Glendower, "I can call spirits from the vasty deep." But the truth still remains as uttered by Hotspur, "And so can I; but will they come if you do call upon them." Whilst we must strive to make men wiser and better, we must take them as they are, and not as they ought to be. Teach the people through the only medium which they understand; and once they acquire a taste of what is good, it is not long before they feel a craving desire for what is better, and no lingual barrier will be strong enough to deter the really earnest-minded indi- vidual from exploring the treasure of the English literature. Dr. Owen Pugh's translation of "Paradise Lost" often creates a desire to read that sublime poem iu the original, hence there are instances of young men applying themselves with diligence and energy to master the language in which those sublime ideas were clothed. The late "leuan Gwynedd" may be referred to as forming one instance of the kind. He was so thorough- ly convinced that the language of Milton and Shake- speare would well repay years of hard study, that amid the wilds of Merionethshire, he mastered that language, and died at the age of 32 principal editor of a first class metropolitan journal! What we wish to impress upon the reader 4is—and especially landowners in Wales—that by assisting in the circulation of "Yr Amaethwr" among the tenant-farm- ers, the reader may be brought to form an approximate idea of the loss he sustains by not being conversant with the language in which the best works on agricul- ture have been written. A shilling opont by a farmer each month in the purchase of this periodical will, we should think, be much more profitable than the like sum spent by him each market day at either of the towns which he visits. We cannot say that we approve entirely of the style in which certain subjects are intro- duced and we disapprove of the system of italizing and presenting the reader with English synomyns in such familiar words as "tr(iretli-?-ent "erw-are," &c. Every one who understands Welsh at all would learn that "Cyfarwyddyd Cyffredinol" means "General Instructor," without being told so. It is under the patronage of and dedicated to his royal highness the Prince of Wales. Books and Periodicals for Review to be sent to W. C- Stafford, Esq., No. 79, (late No. 4) York Road. Lam. beth, S., our London agent for the literary department of the Chronicle.

I LLANDUDNO—THE OLD CHURCH CLOCK. I I To the Editor of the North Walet Chronicle. I Sir,—If you only knew, Mr. Editor, what I have suf- fered through writing to the CHRONICLE you would pity me, I am sure. I have been trying for the last week or two what silence would do for me, but efery day things get worse and worse. Sometimes I am wound up—and sometimes I am not, and last Saturday but one, when I ran down and ceased ticking altogether, who should I see but our rector at his own door talking to that odious fellow with the Prussian needle gun, and actually look- ing at me and laughing. I had made up my mind not to write to the papers any more, but springs and wheels cannot stand insults like these, and so I take up my pen once more. I am the only neglected thing about Llan- dudno just now, for piggeries are hardly to be seen, the sewers are regularly flushed, and our Commissioners have actually woke up so far as to levy the rates for the current year. I know they are not collected yet; but, Mr. Editor, when they are got. in, could not the poor fellow who once took care of me be paid what the town owes him. I'm somebody-and ought to belong to somebody—and yet nobody will pay for me. Now, there's our rector, he can be energetic enough when he pleases. I remember hearing him talk about some young lady, who was very beautiful, and whom he had known many years since. He became rather excited and very energetic over his talk, and as those were happier days with me than they are now, I could not help laughing at the rector's concluding speech. Beau- tiful sir! he exclaimed to his listener, she was beautiful. Why I would have turned head over heels for her. By Joppa I would. Now that's what I call energetic, and its very hard because I have not a pretty face, no one will care for me. I can't exactly see what good the rector turning head over heels would do; but I do believe he'd have done it in those days, and he has plenty of energy yt. I could have forgiven the Commissioners their neglect of me, while they were badgered by that fellow, "Wan- derer," and that terrible "Old Man;" but they had better take care what they are after, for from a whis- pered conversation I heard those two fellows are only waiting until a little while before the next election of Commissioners—to trot them out in print, and show their paces one by one. They had better go to school some of them before next year, and brush up their reading and writing, for they are not out of the wood yet Now, I'm a garrulous old clock I know 1 am; but despite all neglect has done to destroy my inside, I have some sense yet. Why don't they make me a Commis- siouer- I've fingers, and can use them too, and the Old Man" says many of them cannot ? I've not got any head, but then there are some of them have not much either. If they had, Wanderer" and the Old Man" would never have been allowed to go on as they did, and as they intend to do. You haven't much to put in your paper now, Mr. Editor. The Eisteddfod is over—Par- lia4nent is not sitting—and so I'm sure you can find plenty of room for me. I'll just tell the Commissioners what I would do if they were teased any more, and then perhaps out of gratitude they will pay the bill owing for me. I'd just send for the person who decorated the great Eisteddfod pavillion. He is a bit of an artist, and though he is not fond of work, lie can be coaxed to it sometimes. Well I'd ask Mr. Morrell to make me a sketch. I'd have a pound" with its four walls and closed door, and just outside the door I'd have a lot of pigs grunting and en- joying themselves, with Dr. Nicol emptying a tub of kitchen leavings for them, and a stray Commissioner or two looking on. Inside the pound I'd have a donkey drawn, and if I could find out who Wanderer" was I'd ask Mr. Morrell to draw his head on the body, and then I'd write underneath— The 'Wanderer' pounded at last." He'd never tease them any more, and I really do think that the Commissioners ought to help me to pay my debts—for telling them this. Now, Mr. Editor, I've done what I can to get paid for, and I'm sure I've earned it, if there is any energy left either in our rector or in the C-immissioners. If there isn't, I shall have to appeal to public charity. While I am writing about charity, I'd like to ask you, Mr. Editor, why you print the rubbish which appears in your paper signed An Irishman," attacking our Dr. Nicol. One of my faces looks into his house, and I saw one day a little scene pass in his private room which none but a clock placed as I am placed could see. There was a poor old man had come to grief. He had been ill very long, and our Doctor had attended him and pulled him through, sometimes visiting him three times a day. Well, weeks after he got over his illness the poor fellow, who was a Welshman and consequently an honest man, came to the Doctor's house, knocked at the door of his private room, and had a chat with him. Before going away he put two or three soyereigns on the table, which were his earnings since he had been well, and was shuf- fling out of the room but the Doctor saw this, pushed the money towards him, grumbling out in his gruffest tones—" Take it back man, I make the rich pay for poor people like you." Now, Mr. Editor, that is word for word true, and I hope the tale will make you cut the acquaintance of your "Irishman" as soon as convenient. I wonder could our Doctor be persuaded to look charitably on me and recommend my debts to be paid ? There ain't much charity going here, Mr. Editor. What do you think I heard a few Sundays since, as I was ticking away merri'y ? It was a bright, clear, calm Sunday. The church bells were ringing merrily. The waves were beating on the Conway shore, and the song of the birds sounded like music in the air. It was the first Sunday our rector came to church since his long illness, and I could see into his garden where they were trying to persuade him not to venture out, while he was declaring he would see them all at J oppa before he would stav at home. He didn't look much like turning head over heels then—but he had his way for all that, and to church he went. That morning some of the ladies who knew him well went through the vestry on their way home, and would you believe it—some of the rest were jealous-and de- spite the Sunday morning, the pealing of the church bells, the song of the birds, and the calm stillness of the Sabbath day—they did say such hard things of each other just underneath me. I wonder have you any of these little jealousies at Bangor, Mr. Editor. Perhaps not, because you have a Bishop at Bangor. By the way, if you could spare a copy of your paper and would sent one containing this letter to the Bishop, perhaps he would have pity on me and make some one pay the debt on me. If so, you would greatly oblige THE OLD CHURCH CLUCH.