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From Abroad.

OUR PARIS LETTER.

August 17, 1875. warm weather, which has set in at last, has rather hindered any artistic or literary developments for the past week. Peo

than of enjoying new books, new pictures, or
new plays. But summer is wellnigh over,
and I, for one, will not be sorry to say fare-
well to its dullness. For summer is a dull
season in all cities, even in Paris.

stand, how he shall sit, how he shall do this
and that piece of "business," how and where
he shall deliver this and that line-but there
is no subjective insight, no heed of the fires
that burn within, no psychological study, no
imaginative grasp of the character of the
melancholy and philosophic prince. His con-
ception is that Hamlet is wholly sane, but he
never succeeds in catching even the spirit of
the assumed madness; no "antic disposition "ple are thinking of getting out of town more
confounds the court; he never "unpacks
his heart with words," for his heart carries
no burden. So sedate, so calm, so sane, so
balanced, so fine and courtly a Hamlet would
never have given king, queen, or courtiers, a
moment's uneasiness. He listens to the play.
ers in their trial-speeches coolly, and when
he finds himself alone gives no hint, in the
most impulsive and passionate speech in the
play, either in manner or expression, of the
tumult of feeling which the words describe.
In the play-scene he makes a telling picture
by graceful posing on the floor; and in fact
throughout this actor is always good in a
stage-sense, but never really any thing more.
He is not vigorous enough to please the un-
tutored, nor introspective enough to charm
the lovers of Shakespeare's great crea-
tion.

THE current tone of amusements has had an agreeable and unique variation in the performance of the juvenile Mexican Opera Troupe at Daly's Theatre. For the most part, we associate with childish performers a pretty naïveté, merely a lisping, stammering approach toward art, with which we sympathize as with the every-day gambols of childhood, or else we are pained with watching the results of some drill, prematurely imposed for the construction of a formal mechanism.

This

Neither of these feelings found place in listening to the childish artists of this troupe, whose ages range from six to fifteen years. The whole performance, while showing the marks of a fruitful discipline and hard work, had none of that cold, metallic click ordinarily found in child-actors. In some respects, indeed, the performers indicated a large share of the genuine artistic spirit. came out specially in the singing and acting of Carmen, Guadalupe, and Estevan U. Y. Moron (Grande-Duchesse, Wanda, and Fritz). To hear their childish voices "pipe out" such marvelous imitations of the best performers of the school of French opéra-bouffe, was as quaint and amusing a thing as can be well imagined. It was no soulless mimicry, but a reproduction exact and finished, colored and brightened by a genuine childish quaintness. All the chic and flexibility in acting, all the vocal tricks and graces, so far as the organs of children could execute them, were charmingly effected, even to runs and trills.

The entertainment was one of so much interest, so far apart from the commonplace and familiar, that we regret it could not have been lengthened to an engagement of another week. The many children in the audience, and the deep interest shown by them, would seem to indicate that there is an untrodden field in the way of standard amusements which might be profitably filled.

heads. It was necessary to summon the turnkeys, and they were saluted by cries of 'Vive la République!'

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"That we have been permitted the use of speech,' the prisoners had said among each other, is a sign that great events have taken place; the empire must have been overthrown and the republic proclaimed. Let us salute this new revolution!'

"It was hard to persuade them that Napoleon III. still occupied the throne of France, and that it was to the intervention of the empress that they owed the favor which they had just abused."

Among these female prisoners were several criminals of peculiar atrocity.

"The only one who was put into solitary confinement was La Quiniou, who, after having tried to set fire to the prison at Rennes without succeeding, managed, on the 5th of June, 1871, to burn down the female prison at Vannes by means of placing hot coals under packets of rags. One prisoner was suffocated, and the establishment was totally destroyed. For this crime La Quiniou was condemned to death, but her punishment was commuted to perpetual imprisonment. She would have been suffered to remain amid the other prisoners, and would have lived side by side with them, had she not had the impudence, when in the car that was conveying her to the Maison Centrale, to say to her companions:

Nevertheless, there is some small activity manifested by the publishers. Michel Lévy has just issued a new novel by George Sand, entitled Flamarande." The "Tales of a Grandmother," by the same celebrated author, is now running as a feuilleton through the columns of one of the leading journals of Paris. Degurce-Cadot has published "The Mystery of Westfield," an American romance in the style of Edgar Poe (they pronounce the poet's surname as a word of two syllables over here, by-the-by), by Emile Desbeaux. The twelfth number of the "Geography" of Elisée Reclus has just been issued by Hachette, and the fourth volume of Houssaye's "Mille et une Nuits Parisiennes" ("La Dame aux Diamants"), by Dentu. From the same publish-They had better look out, or I'll burn down er we have a very remarkable novel by Bélot, which is interesting as containing sundry curious details respecting the houses for female correction, or feminine prisons, of France. This work, which forms the fourth volume of a series entitled "Mundane Mysteries," bears the name of "Une Maison Centrale des Femmes." The details respecting the regulations of such houses have been carefully collected from authentic sources, and the work abounds in curious information and authentic anecdotes. We give an extract which may prove interesting:

"In these prisons for women absolute si-
lence forms a portion of the penalty. Any in-
fraction of this enforced dumbness is severely
punished. Even during recreation, which is
merely a promenade in the yard, it is forbid-
den to the prisoners to communicate with
each other. The greatest favor that can be
conferred on them is to restore to them, if but
for a moment, their liberty of speech. Yet,
they never fail to abuse the privilege. To
following official anecdote:
prove that statement we have only to cite the

"M. Baille, the director of the most im-
portant of these prisons, was, in 1869, invited
to the fetes at Compiègne, and was questioned
by the empress respecting certain details rela-
tive to the regulations of the establishment of
which he was the director. On learning the
rule of enforced silence, the empress said,
pityingly: 'Poor women, that is a severe pun-
ishment. I desire that your sojourn here and
my conversation with you should be of some
service to them, and I request you to permit
your prisoners to converse freely together dur-
ing twenty-four hours.'

"Of course M. Baille was obliged to give orders to that effect. At once a number of private conversations were organized. But one hour later the conversations were changed into arguments. Cries and screams succeeded, heads grew hot, and all these unhappy creatures, habituated to silence, became drunken with their own words, like a usually sober man whom one glass of wine intoxicates. They disputed, they quarreled, they struck each other, they flung the earthen pots at each other's

Clermont, as I have burned Vannes!' This speech being repeated to M. Baille, he demanded and received permission to place his dangerous charge in solitary confinement.

"Among the criminals of a higher station of life might be mentioned the famous Madame Frigord, who was condemned to perpetual im-. prisonment for having poisoned one of her friends in the forest of Fontainebleau, and Mademoiselle Doudet, the English governess, who was sentenced to ten years' confinement for having inflicted atrocious tortures on the children confided to her care. The case of this last was a curious one, on account of the protection and sympathy which were accorded to her. A Protestant clergyman, an embassador, three cabinet ministers, a lord, and a royal personage, were all interested in the fate of that creature. Solicited on all sides, forced at last to obey formal orders from those higher in authority, the director was obliged to separate Mademoiselle Doudet from the other women, to give her a spacious apartment as a bedroom, and to supply her table with delicate food. In the interests of discipline, M. Baille soon obtained the removal of Mademoiselle Doudet from his establishment.”

M. Julian Klaczko, in the current number of the Revue des Deux Mondes, continues his interesting sketch of Prince Bismarck. He gives an account of a little incident that occurred in 1865, and which created at the time much talk. The convention of Gastein had just been concluded, and the famous interview of Biarritz had not yet taken place, when, in the month of August of that year, happened what was called the Lucca affair. The great future prince-chancellor of the empire, then merely the Count von Bismarck, sat for a carte-de-visite photograph in company with Madame Lucca, then prima donna of the Royal Opera-House at Berlin. Our author says that they were taken in a romantic attitude, a story in which there is not a word of truth, as I possess a copy of the photograph in question, and the pair are seated as prosaically as possible, one on either side of a little table. M. von Bismarck, whose profile is turned toward the spectator, is indeed looking at the

lady, but she is gazing forth into space in the most unsympathetic manner imaginable. The picture was taken, it is said, at the earnest solicitation of a poor photographer at whose rooms M. von Bismarck and Madame Lucca chanced to meet, and who saw in such an unusual combination of personages an opportunity for making a sensational picture. The picture did create a sensation—not only a sensation but a scandal-so much so that all the pictures and the negatives as well were bought up and destroyed by the police. Some stray copies, however, found their way into Austria, where the great Prussian was far from being very cordially beloved, and it was in Vienna that my copy was purchased. It must be remembered that Pauline Lucca in those days was far from being the scandalous personage that she afterward became, especially in these later days of many husbands and many divorces. A letter concerning the affair from the pen of M. von Bismarck himself is given at length, and it is rather amusing to see how he goes round and round the subject without giving any positive answer to the queries of his correspondent, who is evidently quite exercised about the matter.

Mr. D. R. Knight is still hard at work at Poissy on his "Market Scene" and "Harvest Scene." Both these pictures are already sold, the first to Mr. Anthony Drexel, the wellknown Philadelphia banker. The studies for the" Market Scene" were made from actual life, the artist sitting, with his sketch-book on his lap, in the open street, on market-days, and, whenever any picturesque group struck his eye, rushing to secure the immobility of the personages by some small payment. The painting will thus have all the vividness and vitality of real life. The "Harvest Scene" was almost literally painted in the open fields. There is a continual talk of forthcoming novelties at the Grand Opéra, but, somehow or other, they do not come. Mademoiselle de Reszké is to create her second character tomorrow night; it is Mathilde in "William Tell." I question much whether her voice and style will be found as well suited to the music of Rossini as that of Thomas or Verdi. Favre is to make his rentrée in the character of Don Juan, which opera is to be brought out for the occasion. The scenery is all ready, and rehearsals are proceeding briskly. Vergnet, who has a good tenor voice, but is as vulgar as a boiled cabbage, is to be the Don Ottatio. Midan-Carvalho, who is forty-five if she is a day, is to personate Zerlina; and poor, old, fat, voiceless Gueymord will play Donna Elvira. If ever a Don Juan was justified in running away from his wife, it will be he of the present cast. The scenery of "Robert le Diable" is all ready, and it is said that this will be the most gorgeous of all the operas as yet performed at the Grand Opéra. Camille Doucet's pretty comedy of "Le Baron Lafleur" has been revived at the Comédie Française, and is admirably played by Coquelin and Dinah Félix. Strange that this last, the sister of the greatest of French tragic actresses-the wondrous Rachel-should be the most vivacious and sparkling of French stage soubrettes. The play itself is a successful attempt to revive, on the modern stage, the style and personages of the Molièresque comedy.

The dramatic event of the week has been the production of "Jean-Nu- Pieds" at the Vaudeville. It is a four-act drama in verse, from the pen of a comparatively young author, M. Albert Delpit. In construction and characterization it betrays the inexperience of an unpractised hand, and the plot reminds one too much of that of Victor Hugo's "Ninety

Three;" but it has one strong qualification-it is interesting. The piece opens on the 9th of August, 1792, the day of the taking of the Tuileries by the mob, and, by an odd coincidence, the first representation took place on the 9th of August. The Marquis de Kardigan, a venerable Breton noble and a fanatic royalist, has three sons. The eldest is slain in the massacre of the 9th of August; the second, Jean, is an ardent republican; while Henri, the youngest, is devoted to the cause of the monarchy, like his father and his eldest broth

er.

Jean de Kardigan is in love with Fernande, the daughter of the republican deputy Hevrard. He becomes a general in the service of the republic, and gains the sobriquet of Jean-Nu-Pieds by an heroic deed, which renders him popular. His brother becomes one of the chiefs of the Vendéan insurrection, and wins the heart of Jean's love, Fernande Hevrard. The Marquis and Henri are captured by Jean's soldiery, are tried by a court-martial, and are sentenced to death. By means of his own passport, Jean contrives that his brother shall escape, and, taking Henri's place in the prison, he dies in his stead, blessed and pardoned in the last hour by the father whom he accompanies to execution and whose doom he shares. This last situation is peculiarly strong and striking. But the great mistake of the dramatist is made by depicting Jean as false in this last moment to the republican principles, which had led him to forsake his father, his family, and the olden cause of his race. The character of the stern republican, Hevrard, is probably the best-delineated one in the piece. The company of the Vaudeville is hardly suited to the personation of the rhymed drama. Stuart, who played in New York last season in that disastrous failure, the "Hero of an Hour," personated Jean de Kardigan fairly well, but his features lack mobility and his voice is unpleasant. Charly, from the Ambigu, played Hevrard admirably; and Madame Dupont - Vernon, a recruit from the Comédie Française, lent the charm of her cultivated and polished diction to the utterances of Fernande, but she is plain in person and lacks fervor as an actress.

Poor Sophie Hamet, the original Frocharde of the "Deux Orphelines," is dead. She was sixty years of age, and has been ailing for some time past. She used to be known on the bills merely as Madame Sophie, till, on assuming the role of La Frocharde, she took also her surname. On being asked the reason of her so doing, she made answer, "My son is studying at the Conservatoire, and I thought it might aid him before the judges when he came to compete for a prize, were it known that he had a mother who was already a successful actress." Poor Sophie Hamet! She was a good mother and a good woman, and yet she played the part of the atrocious old hag in "Les Deux Orphelines" with such striking realism that the excitable audience of the upper tiers used to hurl insulting epithets at her, and once, even, a band of strongarmed dames de la Halle waited outside the stage-door to give her the thrashing which they thought that her treatment of poor blind Louise richly merited. Fortunately, their purpose was discovered, and Madame Hamet was smuggled out of the front-door, thus escaping her ferocious would-be assailants.

LUCY H. HOOPER.

OUR LONDON LETTER. "BARON" GRANT's new investment, the little evening Echo, which rumor-and rumor is very busy at this dull season-says is to be

made into a morning publication, like its big rivals the Standard, Telegraph, and Daily News, has been giving us some information about Mr. Carlyle which is not generally known. Every thing anent the great Chelsea sage is of interest, wherefore I quote the Echo's remarks:

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"It is" (runs the article) "generally supposed that Mr. Carlyle studied at the University of Edinburgh for the ministry of the Church of Scotland, and that it was only when he was on the point of receiving license'the Presbyterian equivalent to holy ordersthat he shrank from becoming a clergyman. This now turns out to be a mistake. Mr. Carlyle passed from school to the University of Edinburgh at a very early age, and studied the subjects embraced in what is known in Scotland as the Arts curriculum-that general and comprehensive course of culture which forms the prelude to special professional study; but whatever may have been his own original intentions, or those of his father, a shrewd Scotchman and sound Calvinist, the future author of Sartor Resartus' never attended any theological classes. From college he went to Annan, obtaining, by public competition, the post of mathematical teacher in the burgh school there, at which, singularly enough, he had received his early education. After two years, he exchanged this situation for a similar one in Kirkcaldy, where his boyish acquaintance with Edward Irving developed into a memorable and now historic intimacy. Tired of the school-master's life, he left Kirkcaldy in two years more for Edinburgh, where he devoted himself to reading enormously in the University Library, and to literary work of that lower order which he himself has called 'the stray-ground husbandries.' At length, release from drudgery came in the shape of the tutorship to Charles Buller. But at no time after his university studies came to an end did Mr. Carlyle contemplate entering the ministry. However interesting it may be, therefore, to speculate upon the influence a Reverend Thomas Carlyle would have had upon religious thought in the present time, there is no basis of fact for such speculations. Any attempt to make an inference as to Mr. Carlyle's opinions |—his orthodoxy or heterodoxy-from a supposed refusal on his part when a young man to subscribe certain theological standards, is, of course, equally idle."

Quite so; but, then, some writers are so fond of speculating! Why, aren't there people up to this very day speculating what Shakespeare would have become if he hadn't been the son of a butcher?

We have a phenomenon in London just now-the smallest man in the world." I don't know whether he has ever been in the States or not. His real name is Jean Hannema, his nickname Admiral Van Tromp, and his native place Francker, in Holland. His height tallies with the number of his years-he is twenty-six years, and he stands just twentysix inches in his stockings. Yes, he is actually half a foot shorter than Tom Thumb, and is, moreover, it is said, quite as accomplished. In sooth, he is a very Elihu Burritt, for he can converse fluently in English, French, Dutch, German, and Italian. Probably, like Porson, he "thinks in Greek."

Here is an anecdote which has just been told me of "Owen Meredith," the present Lord Lytton; I shouldn't like to vouch for its authenticity, but 'twill serve: Walking down Ludgate Hill, not very long ago, a low fellow pushed rudely against him, and made some unpleasant remark. "Sir," said his lordship, sternly, his "dander" rising immediately, "do you know whom you're addressing?"

"No, I don't," replied the man, insolently. accepting the paternity, which Octave refuses,

Some complications arising from the arrival
of Madame Guicharde, who has been to the
mairie meanwhile and declared herself to be
the mother of Adrienne, are followed by the
fall of the curtain, with the discomfiture of
the villain, discarded for his heartlessness
rather than his perfidy."

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A NEW PETROLEUM-FURNACE. URING a recent conversation with an oil-refiner, who was deploring the fact that there was so poor a market for his wares, we took cecasion to remark on the efforts now being made to devise some means for burning petroleum under boilers, in furnaces, etc.—in a word, for using it as a fuel. "Well, I wish they would hurry up and discover it," was the reply; "for what we producers want is a market for crude or refined

"Then I'll leave you to find out," continued though he is compelled to sign it as a witness. Science, Invention, Discovery the young nobleman. "Meanwhile, go to the devil!" And the fellow went; that is to say, his lordship looked at him so defiantly that he walked away. Your late guest, Mr. J. L. Toole, is at present "starring" in the British provinces, previous to his "first appearance in London since his return from America," at the Gaiety, on November 8th. Mr. Toole makes quite little fortunes by these provincial tours. The managers of even the minor theatres pay him fifty pounds a night-ay, and find the speculation pay, too. You've no idea how popular he is among us; let me whisper it, he's a much-overrated man. A far abler comedian, Mr. Charles Mathews, but who "draws" nothing like so well, will also appear at Mr. Hollingshead's theatre soon. Well may Mr. Mathews be dubbed "the evergreen!" Though seventy-two years of age, he is as hale and active as many a young man of twenty. I may tell you here that Boucicault opens with "Shaughraun" at Drury Lane, on September 4th, and that Mr. Jefferson will impersonate Rip Van Winkle on the 2d of November, at the Princess's.

An adaptation of the younger Dumas's "Monsieur Alphonse " has been produced at the Globe. The adapter-he has changed the title to "Love and Honor "-is Mr. Campbell Clarke, the Paris correspondent of the Daily Telegraph. The same gentleman's version of "Rose Michel " met, you will remember, with a disastrous fate at the Gaiety some months ago-a fact in a great measure owing, it is only fair to add, to Mrs. Gladstane's inadequate personation of the title role. However, Mr. Clarke's new play bids fair to be a success. is much more compact than "Rose Michel;" then, again, it does not touch on such delicate ground. In sooth, as French plays go, it has almost a moral tendency. Of course you know the plot here it is in brief:

It

"Before marrying M. de Montaiglin, a captain in the French Navy, Raymonde de Montaiglin has been the semi-innocent victim of Octave, an unscrupulous young rake, who has persuaded her into a false marriage and abandoned her. She has borne him a child, Adrienne, thirteen years old in the opening of the play, and then living with some peasants at Rueil, her father having visited her from time to time under the alias of M. Alphonse; while her mother, who has been less cautious, is known to her and her foster-parents. Octave's approaching marriage with Madame Victoire Guicharde, a wealthy and good-hearted, but withal jealous and vulgar widow, leads him to explain to Madame de Montaiglin, whose husband, a late companion-in-arms of his father, he visits on friendly terms, that something must be done with their daughter, lest his prospects of comfort might be compromised; and ultimately the wife, who struggles violently against deceiving her husband, consents that her betrayer, whom she despises, shall ask him to receive the child. This is done, Octave confessing his paternity without compromising the lady, and Adrienne helping to keep the secret by repressing her caresses save when in private. But now Madame Guicharde intervenes, her curiosity and suspicion aroused, and eliciting the admission from her admirer that he is the father, and the falsehood that the mother is dead, resolves to take charge of the child herself. Thereupon a 'scene' ensues, for Madame de Montaiglin, at first kindly, and then so energetically as to open the eyes of her husband, protests against the separation. He, comprehending all, forgives her, and fills up an 'acte de naissance,'

Mademoiselle Beatricé's comedy company sustain the various characters, mademoiselle herself enacting the heroine. She is a finished and graceful actress. Mr. Frank Harvey as Octave, Mr. J. Carter-Edwards as M. de Montaiglin, and Miss C. Saunders as Madame Guicharde, are all fairly good. So, altogether, "Love and Honor" may run right through this "dead" season-this season of gigantic oils, and any such discovery as you suggest gooseberries and sea-serpents.

Mr. Frederick Maccabe had a most enthusiastic reception at the pretty little Philharmonic Theatre, at Islington, a few evenings ago. At present he is giving his "Begone, Dull Care," there, and the evening alluded to was the occasion of his first performance since his return from your shores. I never saw a more densely-crowded house; I never heard more hearty and spontaneous applause.

He whom Walter Savage Landor dubbed "a noble poet" has just put forth a new and revised edition of his verse. I refer to Mr. Edward Capern," the rural postman of Bideford." Mr. Capern is in some respects a remarkable man; humble though his calling has been, the "divine afflatus" is certainly his. Passing, letter-bag at side, to and fro along the beautiful Devonshire lanes, he has drawn inspiration like Burns, like Hogg, like Tannahill, from tree, and bush, and wild-flower. "The rude bar of a stile or field-gate has often," as he says in his preface, "served him for a writing-desk; or, seated on the side of some friendly hedge, his post-bag resting on his knees, he has penciled out his thoughts in the rough, to be polished up in the little cottage at the end of his outward journey." The years are beginning to weigh heavily on Mr. Capern now, and no longer is he a humble letter-carrier, but, like Goldsmith's parson, "passing rich on fifty"--or rather sixty-"pounds a year," a sum which is allowed him from the Civil List. Do your readers, by-the-way, know Mr. Capern's poetry? In case not, let me quote a specimen lyric from the volume I have referred to-" Wayside Warbles "-published by Messrs. Varne & Co.:

"MY LITTLE LOVE.

"I have a love at Aston Hall,
A little prattling darling;
She's very, very, very small,
And chatters like a starling.
Her hair is light, her eye blue-bright,
Her cheek is like a posy,

And if you wish her name outright,
'Tis little Baby Rosy.

"She's such a sweet, wee, winsome thing,
That, spite of my endeavor

To give the witch the cruel fling,
I fear that I must have her:
She comes and peers into my eyes,
And climbs up o'er my shoulder,
Or snares me by some fond surprise,
Till I am forced to hold her.
"And then she pulls me by the beard
Or clutches at my glasses,
Till I begin to be afear'd

She'll beat my Devon lasses.
God keep her little loving heart;
I wish her well and cozy,
And may no evil bring a smart

To my sweet Baby Rosy."

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Surely there are real tenderness and genuine poetic feeling in that. WILL WILLIAMS.

would create a demand at once." Nor is it the producer alone who would be benefited by this discovery. The advantages of oil as a fuel, if it can be safely and effectively adapted to this purpose, are self-evident. Here we have, in a compact and readily-managed form, a heat-producing substance of greater relative strength than coal, the supply of which, for the present at least, is fully up to any reasonable demand.

Engineer in chief Isherwood, United States Navy, having conducted a series of experiments "upon various systems of utilization of petroleum as a fuel," states the advantages of its use as follows:

1. A reduction of the weight of fuel amounting to 40.5 per cent.

2. A reduction in bulk of 36.5 per cent. 3. A reduction in the number of stokers in the proportion of four to one.

4. Prompt kindling of fires, and consequently the early attainment of the maximum temperature of furnace.

5. The fire can, at any moment, be instantaneously extinguished.

With such decided testimony, from so high an authority, in favor of petroleum as a fuel, the reader will doubtless be induced to inquire why, if petroleum be such a good thing, it is not used at once? To this query we are prompted to reply as was the wont with our good Professor of Chemistry at College, who, on the failure of some promised experiment, would advance timidly to the desk, remarking, "Young gentlemen, the experiment is a failure, but the principle remains the same." So it seems to have been with the numberless experiments to effect the economical burning of petroleum. We use the word economical advisedly, though in a chemical rather than mercantile sense. The one obstacle to the solution of the problem has been the deposition of soot-that is, the failure to effect a complete combustion of the oil; and it is to the suc cessful accomplishment of this that the ef forts of inventors have been chiefly directed. The question as to how the oil may be safely introduced into the furnace from the supplytanks, though an important one, has been satisfactorily answered. The plans for effecting a complete combustion of the oil may be classified under two general heads. The first relates to the burning of liquid oil directly, and the other to the previous conversion of it into gas, the combustion of which gives the heat desired. As this subject is one of very general interest, and as the success of any

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invention may result to the advantage not only of large consumers, but in every instance where heat is needed, we are induced to lay before our readers the accompanying illustration of one of the more recent inventions. While not being understood as indorsing this or any other patented device to which we refer in these columns, justice to the inventor induces us to state that the Engineering and Mining Journal, the authority of which in this and kindred questions will not be gainsaid, in referring to the Eames furnace, states that "it promises to be one of the most important inventions of our fruitful times."

By a reference to the illustration, it appears that the Eames furnace belongs to that class where the petroleum is first converted into a gas, which gas, or mixture of gases, is conducted into the furnace, where it is consumed. Professor Henry Wurtz, having made the Eames system of furnace-working with petroleum a special study, embodies his views in an extended report favorable to the inventor, from which report we obtain the following description of the furnace, as now in constant use in Jersey City:

"The novel feature of the Eames furnace is the vapor-generator, shown in the illustration by letters A, B, J, D. Here we have a castiron vessel, A, inclosed in brick walls. Within this vessel horizontal shelves project from opposite sides; the oil conducted from the supply-tanks enters this iron vessel at D; at the same time a jet of steam, under a pressure of ten pounds per square inch, and heated to incandescence, enters from below through the superheating coil B, the heat for this coil being obtained from a fire, as shown. I indicates a charge of three thousand pounds of iron, for the reheating of which the furnace is designed. When the oil, having entered at D, begins to fall over the shelves, it at once encounters the rising current of heated steam; the result is that every trace of oil is taken up and swept into a mixing-chamber, which occupies the space which in the old method would be used for the fire-box. Between this chamber and the furnace proper is a brick wall hav

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ing a cellular wall, of fire-bricks placed on end, along the line G. While the gas is entering from the generator, a blast of air comes in at E, and mixes with it, the whole passing in through H. Here the combustion begins, and the flames are projected against the pile of iron I, and finally pass in along the line indicated by the arrows, heating the boiler above, and passing out at the chimney."

This description is sufficiently explicit to illustrate the main principle of the invention, which consists in the volatilization of the oil by the aid of superheated steam, and its subsequent union with an air-blast. By this means it is claimed that a complete combustion of all the carbon is effected. Whether this is actually the case may yet be a question, though the evidence at hand is certainly most favorable. Whatever may be the fate, good or bad, of this special furnace, the final solution of the problem, with its important effect on the industries of the country, is certain to come in due time. In the meanwhile we have accomplished some service in laying the subject before our readers, who, in spite of many failures, may yet rest assured that "the principle remains the same."

DURING the early stages of the discussion regarding the influence of forests upon the annual rainfall, we were induced, by what was deemed most significant testimony, to take the ground that as yet there was not sufficient evidence at hand to justify the popular opinion that the removal of forests resulted in the diminution of the annual rainfall. On the other hand, we have the testimony of Professor Draper and the meteorological records to prove that the average rainfall over the United States, taken year for year during the last fifty years, has neither increased nor diminished, though the removal of timber has been rapid and constant. Although we were inclined to consider this opinion regarding the annual rainfall as sustained by abundant evidence, we were also ready to admit that the clearing of forests did result in an increase in the violence and number of our local freshets. This effect was at

tributed to the fact that forests serve to check the too rapid melting of the snow, while they also serve to hold the surface-water and prevent its too rapid flow down the hill-sides to the streams below. Theu, again, the irregularities of surface, caused by the elevation around the base of each tree-trunk, and the intervening depressions thus caused, would seem to act as so many basins, in which the falling water might collect, and from which it must pass either by absorption or evaporation. The leaves also present an extended surface, upon which a certain amount of water is always retained, and from which it is again returned to the atmosphere by evaporation. We are thus prompted to review our reasons for believing that the removal of forests increases the liability to freshets and consequent inundations, in view of the fact that a recent French writer, M. Vallés, in a work entitled "Etudes sur les Inondations," takes opposite ground. The main argument advanced in support of his opinion that forests do not diminish the violence of inundations, is that over wooded districts "mosses and plants abound, beds of dry leaves accumulate yearly, and fill up all the interstices; the roots of the trees themselves fill up the fissures in the rocks." On the other hand, the writer claims that in the cleared regions the ground is kept ploughed and clear of weeds, while the countless numbers of furrows and ditches give the soil more time and opportunity to absorb the water. On reviewing this argument, it is evident that the writer, in support of his theory, is led into certain evident inconsistencies. For instance, it is claimed as against the forests that the roots of the trees fill up the "fissures in the rocks;" and yet immediately afterward and in the same connection, we are informed that in the cleared regions the ground is kept ploughed, although the ploughing and furrowing of rocky slopes is a rare occurrence. It is true that the vineyard districts along the Rhine are often the most barren of hill-sides, and yet they are hardly such as the term "rocky fissures" would indicate. Granting, however, that in exceptional cases the effect may be as stated, it is evident that to us in America the conditions may be altered. It is a demonstrable fact that the removal of forest in many of our wooded districts is not followed

by the subsequent cultivation of the land, and hence the leaf-covered surface, now hardened by the direct action of the sun's rays, soon becomes an impenetrable table, from which the water runs without impediment to the streams below. We would not have given to the discussion of this question so extended a space were it not that the subject is one of general interest, the recent floods in Europe having served to direct public attention to it, and already active measures are being taken to prevent the indiscriminate destruction of timber, and in cases of cleared lands the owners are advised to begin a regular system of treeplanting. While those who are now suffering from these causes are engaged in devising a remedy, we of this country would do well to adopt the wiser course, and by "prevention" avoid the need of "cure."

THE scheme for flooding the desert of Sahara still continues to attract the attention of engineers and meteorologists: of engineers, since with them rests the solution of the direct problems relating to levels, canals, etc.; and of meteorologists, since, whether with good reason or not, the question of the possible climatic changes consequent upon the changing of a desert into a salt sea seems to be worthy of consideration. As we have already noticed in the discussion of this subject, there are certain observers who do not hesitate to proclaim that the flooding of so great an area will result in such modifications of temperature and wind-currents as would change the whole climatic condition of Europe. Among the prominent observers who take this ground is Mr. Kinahan, of the Geological Survey of Ireland, who thinks it a subject worthy of attention as to whether the submergence of Sahara would not cause the snow-line in Southern Europe to descend to its ancient limits, and the Rhine, Danube, and other rivers, be changed into great glaciers. From recent reports, it is evident that these dismal forebodings have had little effect upon the ardor of the original projectors of the scheme, and, while the one party has been busy with its weather-maps and rain gauges, the other has been going over the ground with tripod and level, wisely determining to first settle the question as to whether the land of the desert be, in fact, lower than the adjacent sea. It is to the results of these special observations that attention may at present be fitly directed. At the time that M. de Lesseps first directed the attention of the French Academy of Sciences to the subject, an expedition was appointed to take the levels of the region of the Chotts (flats) in order to determine the extent of the area which was capable of being submerged. This expedition was organized under the leadership of Captain Roudaire, the original projector of the scheme; with him were associated two captains and a lieutenant of the Etat Major, an infantry-captain, a surgeon-major, deputed by the Geographical Society, and a young mining-engineer. We notice the constitution of this expedition so fully, since the further consideration of the matter was dependent upon their report, and it is from this report that we condense as follows: Four months were consumed in the prosecution of the work; during this time an' entire tour of the Chotts was made, and El Ould and Negrine connected by a transverse profile, the whole distance being over four hundred miles. As the result of this survey, it was determined that the region in Algeria whose depression below the sea-level renders it capable of being flooded has an area of six thousand square kilometres, included within 34.38° and 33.51° north latitude, and 4.51° and

3.40° east longitude. In the central portion of this area the depression varies from sixty to ninety feet. It was also ascertained that the Chotts Rharsa and Melvir were sufficiently depressed to admit of submergence. Should this great work be ever accomplished, the fine oases of the Souf would be converted into islands, since the lowest of them, Debila, is nearly two hundred feet above the sea-level. The engineering problem seems thus to be answered in the affirmative, and, should the report of Captain Roudaire be favorably received, we doubt not an early attempt to accomplish the work will be made.

Or the many papers read before the American Association at their late meeting at Detroit, that by Professor Riley on "Locusts as Food for Man" deserves special mention. From a brief report, we condense as follows: Before recounting his own experience, the writer refers to certain historic records as supporting his-the affirmative-side of the question. Among the Nineveh sculptures in the British Museum are representations of men carrying various meats to a festival, including locusts tied to sticks. In Leviticus and elsewhere in the Bible, the locust is classed as a clean meat fit for man's food. Herodotus names an Ethiopian tribe which fed on locusts, and Livingstone confirms the statement. In Morocco, where the insect appears in such numbers as to threaten the crops, they are killed and eaten, and roasted locusts are to be found for sale in the markets of Tangiers and other cities. The Jews of Morocco regard the markings under the thorax of the female locust as Hebrew characters, placed there to indicate that the food is clean, and thus a preference is given to the females- - not altogether a vain superstition, we would say, since it creates a demand for the mother-locusts, and thus checks an undue multiplication of the pest. It is also said that many tribes of American Indians make use of this food.

Regarding the methods by which the locust is rendered palatable, we learn that those of the Old World being large are easily prepared by first detaching their wings and legs, and then roasting, boiling, broiling, frying, or stewing them. The Romans are said to have roasted them to a bright-golden yellow. In Russia they are salted and smoked, and the Hebrews of Morocco use the salted insect as an ingredient of a mixed dish, which is cooked on Friday and eaten cold on the Sabbath-à la Boston baked beans. With such established records and worthy precedents in mind, it is not surprising that so wise and enthusiastic an entomologist as Professor Riley, since he knew every thing else about locusts, should wish to know their flavor, and this zeal becomes the more worthy when it is remembered that, as an incident to the meal, the learned epicure might discover the final remedy for exterminating the pest-that is, to eat them as they do in Morocco. Be the motive what it may-and we doubt not it was a wise one-the result was that he found the flavor of the cooked insect, prepared in almost any of the methods described, quite agreeable. Fried or roasted in nothing but their own oil, they had a pleasant, nutty flavor, peculiar but agreeable. All the more credit is due the professor from the fact that, owing to a prejudice begotten of ignorance, the cook and servants deserted the kitchen, leaving the naturalists masters of the turning-fork and griddle. "But," says the report, "the savory messes they concocted converted the kitchen, and cooks and guests alike agreed upon the excellence of the soups, fricassees, and fritters, which were materially composed

of locusts." In spite of the character of the last dish mentioned, it is evident that the naturalists did not "fritter" away their time in a vain endeavor, but made of their meal a scientific and a culinary success. Though prompted to review this paper in a semi-serious spirit, it is evident that the service rendered by Professor Riley is no mean one. We all have been taught to commend the bravery of the man who ate the first oyster, and yet we may now search the world over for him who would not gladly take a second. So may it prove with the locust; and, instead of the truly pathetic appeals for food which recently came to us from the locust-invaded districts, may we not yet receive during the time of the next invasion equally urgent invitations to come out and share with our Western friends in that royal and well-authenticated repast, "locusts and wild-honey?"

WE recently directed attention to the fact that a severe case of blood-poisoning had been reported in England, the cause of which was proved to be a hat-band which had been colored by some poisonous dye. It appears that this incident has given rise to a more extended investigation as to the constitution of many of the more-commonly-used dyes. That green wall-paper acts injuriously upon the health of those occupying rooms hung with it, seems to have been clearly proved. It has now been ascertained that many blue papers have also arsenic in the composition of the dyes used. The recent introduction and extended use of colored or striped stockings, and the evil effects experienced by the wearers of them, have served to direct the attention of the physician and analyst to the question of the dyes used in coloring them. The Pall Mall Gazette, in noticing the evil effects of wearing colored hose, cites several instances where the first symptoms were intense irritation in the skin of the feet, swelling, and an inflamed appearance; then an outbreak of watery blisters of all sizes, from groups of the size of hemp-seed to single blisters on the sole of the foot larger than a five shilling piece. This condition was accompanied by general feverishness, rigors, loss of appetite, and a sensation of pervading malaise. In a severe attack the patient was rarely able to walk for three weeks, and after one attack passed off it was often followed by another of a milder type. In one case a gentleman was obliged to wear cloth shoes for upward of eight months, and with other patients the system has been so impregnated with the poison that blisters have reappeared at intervals, not only on the feet, but on the hands, ears, etc., for more than three years. There was no doubt as to the cause and method of this blood-poisoning, for the blisters first came in stripes corresponding to the colored stripes of the stockings, and the laundresses complained of the irritation and inflamed condition of their hands after washing these poisonous articles. A Scotch lady who suffered from a like cause brought a successful suit against the firm which supplied her with the goods, and it was formally announced by them that henceforth the use of arsenic in the composition of the dyes would be discontinued. Although having no wish to appear as "alarmists," yet it is evident that the occasion is one calling for watchful care on the part of both purchaser and manufacturer. As we have suggested above, these facts are worthy of special consideration at present. For, while the fashion of wearing striped stockings will, without doubt, soon be confined to gentlemen alone, yet the use by them of questionable colors may result in the disastrous effects above described.

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