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king, to be held at his good pleasure.' He was restored to favour, and appointed seneschal of the conquered parts of Ireland, with the exception of Dublin and the other fortified cities, which the king himself retained. Henry II. determined to visit Ireland himself, taking the precaution to have Pope Hadrian's grant confirmed by Alexander III., so as to gain the support of the Irish clergy. He landed near Waterford on October 18th, 1172, with a train of 500 knights and many other soldiers. He proceeded at once to Dublin, where he was well received by a large number of the principal chieftains, who paid him homage, and were then entertained by him in a pavilion made of wickerwork, outside the walls of the city. The remaining kings willingly submitted. Henry held a great council at Limerick, by which the English laws were received. He went as far west as Cashel, where Donald O'Brien, King of Thomond, paid him homage. A famous synod of the clergy was held at Cashel, in which a resolution was passed to adopt the rules and discipline of the English Church. Henry's sovereignty was also acknowledged. Christian O'Conarchy, Bishop of Lismore (and Papal Legate), presided; and the Archbishops of Dublin, Cashel, and Tuam were present, as well as many abbots and other dignitaries. Henry spent Christmas at Dublin; he divided the districts acknowledging his authority among the principal of the invaders; and he returned to England early in the spring.

Many were the disputes which arose among the English nobles after his departure. This encouraged the natives to revolt, and Roderick made another attempt to regain his lost independence. He invaded Limerick, but without success, and becoming convinced of his inability to cope with the English, he made peace, on condition of doing homage and paying a stipulated tribute; in return for which he was to retain Connaught and all his other possessions, although no longer as an independent sovereign. On Strongbow's death William Fitz Adelm was appointed Viceroy; but his administration was so corrupt, and excited such general indignation, that he was forced to resign. Henry II. appointed his youngest son, John, 'Lord of Ireland.' John landed at Waterford in 1185, and the native princes hastened to pay homage to the king's son. He and his followers, however, treated the Irish princes so disdainfully that they left the court; their cause was espoused by all, and the alarm of war spread. John stayed in Ireland for eight months, and then returned to England, still retaining the title of Dominus Hiberniæ.

Roderick O'Connor, the last native sovereign of Ireland, died in extreme old age, at the monastery of Cong, in 1198, his latter years having been further embittered by the rebellious conduct of his sons.

NIGHTINGALE.

SPIDER QUESTIONS FOR SEPTEMBER.

Describe the interior of the sitting room of a gentleman's house in 1582, 1682, 1782, 1822, and 1882.

Give the history and derivation of the words-nice, dainty, silly, fastidious, and particular.

VOL. 4.

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PART 21.

BOTANICAL SOCIETY.

June Subject.-Rubiacea. Twenty eight exercises, that is to say,, twelve defaulters-too many, surely, for the Midsummer bundle. On the other hand, the exercises this month are, with very few exceptions, most praiseworthy, and, in several cases, highly interesting. A very respectable average has now been reached by the society. Naturally the highest degree of excellence is attained by those members who have all along been conspicuous for regularity and intelligent industry; but the later additions to our numbers are coming on very hopefully.

As many are now getting beyond 'Johns,' which does not profess to be more than quite an elementary guide, Vertumnus considers that a more advanced Manual of Botany will soon be required. Personally, he inclines to 'Babington,' though the cost of that work is no doubt an objection. Perhaps, between this and the end of the year, members will kindly let Vertumnus know what they think on this subject.

Some members require to be again reminded that their exercises are due on the 15th of the month following that for which the subject is proposed. Thus, the August subject ought to reach Preston Vicarage on September 15. There is nothing gained by sending the packets before the time, and it is inconvenient if they arrive much after it. VERTUMNUS.

Notices to Correspondents.

Edith. We have not the poem by us, but the lines evidently refer to Prometheus. Damaris was the Athenian woman converted by St. Paul. See Acts xvii.

Enquirer.-Guipure is apparently formed from gimp or guimpe, which is the French form of wimpel.

M. R.—' Breast the Wave' is by Joseph Stammers, a barrister of the northern circuit, born at Bury St. Edmunds in 1801.

Maude.

is by Miss C. Elliot.

Havergal.
E. S. C.-

'Lord Jesus make Thyself to me'

It is to be found in Specimen Glasses by Miss

For the love of God is broader

Than the measures of man's mind,

And the Heart of the Eternal

Is most wonderfully kind,'

are in 'Come to Jesus,' page 289 of Hymns, by Frederick William Faber, published by Richardson.

E. S. C.

'And I also have been in Arcadia,'

is a translation from a poem of Schiller's called Resignation.

'I too in Arcadia."

F. H. S.

In Leslie and Taylor's Life of Sir Joshua Reynolds, vol. i., p. 325

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there is: On a tomb in this year's (1769) picture of the two beautiful friends (Mrs. Fawkener and Mrs. Crewe, by Sir Joshua) was written, "Et in Arcadia Ego.' "What can this mean?" said Dr. Johnson; "it seems very nonsensical, I am in Arcadia.'' "The king could have told you," replied the painter. "He saw it yesterday, and said at once, Oh there is a tombstone in the background; ay, ay, death is even in Arcadia.'" The thought is borrowed from Guercino, where the gay frolickers stumble over a death's head, with a scroll proceeding from his mouth inscribed Et in Arcadia ego.' Guercino is probably a mistake for Schidone, whose picture in the Schiarra palace in Rome, represents shepherds contemplating a skull with this motto. Schidone

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lived A.D. 1560—1615. I know no earlier instance of the phrase.

E. M.

R. F.-It was considered that the best stories being equal, and likewise by persons who had had the prize before, it was hardly possible to declare one.

A Canadian Girl.-The Cagots were a proscribed mysterious race living in the southern parts of France, Catholics, but kept separate from other persons, and by some supposed to be descended from the Arian Goths. They had been there from time immemorial, and the prejudice against them has hardly yet died away.

The Sister-in-Charge gratefully acknowledges the following anonymous donations since June 15th:-E. M. W., 10s.; E. B, 1.; Anon, 5s.; Well-wisher, 28.; M. E. E. D., 2s. 6d. ; Anon, 10s.; M. F. F. L. B., 38. 8d.; E. B., 10s.; E. M. H., 38. A Mother and Children, 68. 3d. ; A Mother and Children, 48.; E. E., 5s.; A Friend, 2s.; Annie, 2s. ; Anon, 58.; M. A. C. G., 10s.; M., 17.; A Lover of Children, 58.; A Poor Governess, 18.; H. M., 18.

Charles Irons wishes to acknowledge the receipt of 88. 6d. from Two Kathleens for S. Alphege Mission, Southwark, S.E.

Margaret Field would be much obliged to any reader of the Monthly
Packet who could give her the origin and words of the song, 'O,
Richard! O, mon Roi,' sung at that Versailles banquet which had so
fatal a share in exciting the mob against Marie Antoinette.
E. M. asks where the following quotation comes from :-

'As when a painter, poring on a face,
Divinely thro' all hindrance finds the man
Behind it, and so paints him that his face,
The shape and colour of a mind and life,
Lives for his children, ever at its best
And fullest.'

E. M. F. would be much obliged if any one could tell her where to

find

also

'Son and mother, Death and Sin,
Played at dice for Ezzelin ;'

'Her fate and the broken lute's were one-
The light, the vision, the gift of power
Passed from her soul in that mortal hour.'

This last is very like Mrs. Hemans', but I have looked in her poetry in vain.

C. G. C. desires an answer to the following question :-Sir Thomas Browne, in his Thoughts on Immortality, says: The epitaph on

Hadrian's horse has been preserved, while that of his master has perished.' What was that epitaph?

Can any reader of the Monthly Packet give me the idea where to find the legend of the Archangel; it is a very old legend.-Nora.

Q. L. L. would be very grateful to any one who would tell her the name of the King of England who was such a gourmet that he occasionally had a dish of nightingale's tongues at his entertainments?

Timothy will be glad if any reader of the Monthly Packet will solve this riddle; to be found in Trevelyan's Life of Macaulay, vol. ii. p. 358:- There was much laughing about Mrs. Beecher Stowe, and what we were to give her. I referred the ladies to Goldsmith's poems for what I should give; nobody but Hannah understood me; but some of them have since been thumbing Goldsmith to make out the riddle.' (Note. The riddle is not difficult, and its solution is well worth the trouble of turning over the few dozen pages of Goldsmith's poems.)

The Monthly Packet.

OCTOBER, 1882.

A LOYAL MIND.

BY THE AUTHOR OF 'A LOST BATTLE.'

CHAPTER X.

ENGAGED.

'I cannot say the things are good:
Bread is it, if not angels' food;
But Love? Alas! I cannot say.'

-A. H. CLOUGH.

On Saturday evening Mrs. Landor and her son dined at the Place. Nobody else was there, except Sir Michael Harvey, James's brother, who had come down that afternoon. He was a bald, pale man in bad health, with straight features and an air of utter weariness. Miss Ethelston found it impossible to make him talk at dinner. He had done everything, seen everything, lived his life out in less than forty years, and found it and all its pleasures vanity. He had been in the army, and had then gone into Parliament, and had been at one time in office, helping to govern his country, but now, for anything one could see, he might as well be in the family mausoleum. If he believed in anything, it was in annihilation; so much as that he let fall early in the evening. Tom Landor, who was sitting opposite him, with a flush on his face and an eager light in his dark eyes, half wished to rush into an argument, but Miss Ethelston looked at him, with a faint, sad smile, and made him understand that the exhausted politician had better be let alone. Tom thought the poor fellow was in a shocking state, but he gave in at once. After all, though his blood boiled at letting such things pass uncontradicted, Hetty Stewart was sitting on the other side of him, and his first and best duty

seemed to be to her.

Margaret went on patiently trying to entertain Sir Michael, but she heard a good deal of the talk on her left hand, and she could not help

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