Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 714

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Various. Chambers's Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, No. 714

TREATMENT OF ANIMALS

FROM DAWN TO SUNSET. A STORY IN THREE PARTS. By Alaster Græme. INTRODUCTORY

PART I. – DAWN

CHAPTER THE FIRST

CHAPTER THE SECOND

CHAPTER THE THIRD

A TYROLESE CATASTROPHE

SINGING AND TALKING BY TELEGRAPH

'HELEN'S BABIES' AND 'OTHER PEOPLE'S CHILDREN.'

TEA-CULTURE IN INDIA

PROFESSOR TYNDALL ON THE SPREAD OF DISEASE

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Every man loves the land where he got life and liberty. The heart of the mountaineer is chained to his rugged mountain-home; he loves the wild and whirling blast, the snow-storm and the brooding clouds. Every true heart beats truly for country and for home. Thus the 'children of the peat-bog' and the fen cling to the illimitable wolds and the 'level shining mere,' beautiful even now.

Beautiful then, when long ago, primeval forests clothed the land. When in later times the bells of minster towers sounded far and near, and the deep bay of the Bruneswald hounds awoke the echoes of the wold; when old Crowland's towers gleamed through mist; and the heights of that far-famed isle, the Camp of Refuge, where, amidst blood and battle, and beneath the 'White Christ' uplifted, the gallant Saxon fought the wild Viking; where the Saxon made his last dread stand for England's liberty, while men fell dead, and bones lay bleaching on every island and valley of the fen.

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Beautiful now, O Fen-land! where still I seem to hear the wild shout of your outlaw hunters, hunting the red-deer and the wolf; where still I seem to hear the war-cry of the men of Danelagh, or imagine the great fires sweeping the boundless plains. Wide are your marshes still, and dark and deep your woods; the keen winds bring the driving snow; dense fog and mist and drenching rains sweep strongly from the sea; dark and capricious are the autumn days, and full of storm; yet overhead stretches a free heaven, boundless and open; underfoot stretch the free plains, wide and open; and over all sweeps the magnificence of the cloud-scenery, unbroken and unopposed; and the splendour of the sunrise and the sunset lights the low isles like flame.

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