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LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE ***
Produced by Juliet Sutherland, David Gundry and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team
[Note: The Table of Contents and the list of illustrations were added by the transcriber. Footnotes will be found at the end of the text.]
LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE OF POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE.
APRIL, 1875.
Vol. XV, No. 88
TABLE OF CONTENTS
AUSTRALIAN SCENES AND ADVENTURES. CONCLUDING PAPER.
THE GOLDEN EAGLE AND HIS EYRIE by W. A. BAILLIE-GROHMAN.
THREE FEATHERS by WILLIAM BLACK. CHAPTER XXIX MABYN DREAMS. CHAPTER XXX FERN IN DIE WELT. CHAPTER XXXI "BLUE IS THE SWEETEST." CHAPTER XXXII. THE EXILE'S RETURN.
SONNET by F. A. HILLARD.
NICE by R. DAVEY.
THE RASKOL, AND SECTS IN RUSSIA. I. ORIGIN OF THE RASKOL. II. OPPOSITION TO MODERN CIVILIZATION. III. INTERNAL DIVISIONS.
ELEANOR'S CAREER by ITA ANIOL PROKOP.
AN AMERICAN LADY'S OCCUPATIONS SEVENTY YEARS AGO by ETHEL C. GALE.
A MARCH VIOLET by EMMA LAZARUS.
WHAT IS A CONCLAVE? by T. ADOLPHUS TROLLOPE.
MONSOOR PACHA by GEORGE H. BOKER.
HOW HAM WAS CURED by JENNIE WOODVILLE.
ON THE STUDY OF SHAKESPEARE'S SONNETS by KATE HILLARD.
OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP. ARTISTS' MODELS IN ROME by T. A. T. FAUST IN POLAND by E. C. R. A LETTER FROM HAVANA by F. C. N. FRENCH SLANG by F. A. NOTES.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY.
Books Received.
FOOTNOTES.
ILLUSTRATIONS
FOREST OF COCKATOOS.
SYDNEY.
ASTROLABE AND ZÉLÉE ON CORAL REEFS
CANNIBAL FIRES.
MONUMENT TO BURKE AND WILLS.
BAS-RELIEF: RETURN TO COOPER'S CREEK.
BAS-RELIEF: DEATH OF BURKE.
BAS-RELIEF: FINDING OF BURKE.
VALLEY OF LAUNCESTON, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
COURSE OF THE TAMAR, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
GORGE OF THE TAMAR, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
HOBART TOWN.
ON THE WAY TO THE WOOD-DRIFT.
OUR ARRIVAL AT THE DRIFT-KEEPER'S COTTAGE.
INTERIOR OF TOMERL'S COTTAGE.
"FIXING THE BOAT-HOOK INTO AN INDENTATION, I PULLED MYSELF IN."
ENTERING THE EYRIE.
* * * * *
LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE
OF
_POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE_.
APRIL, 1875.
Vol. XV, No. 88
* * * * *
AUSTRALIAN SCENES AND ADVENTURES.
CONCLUDING PAPER.
[Illustration: FOREST OF COCKATOOS.]
People who go to Australia expecting every other man they meet to be a convict, and every convict a ruffian in felon's garb, will assuredly find themselves mistaken. And if contemplating a residence in Sydney or Melbourne they need not anticipate the necessity of living in a tent or a shanty, nor yet of accepting the society of convicts or negroes as the only alternative to a life of solitude. Neither will it be necessary to go armed with revolvers by day, nor to place plate and jewels under guard at night. Sydney, the capital of the penal colony, is a quiet, orderly city, abounding in villas and gardens, churches and schools, and about its well-lighted streets ride and walk well-dressed and well-bred people, whose visages betray neither the ruffian nor the cannibal. Some of them may be convicts or "ticket-of-leave-men," but this a stranger would need to be told, as they dress like others, their equipages are quite as stylish, and many of them not only amass more property, but are really more honest, than some of those never sentenced, because they know that the continuance of their freedom depends on their reputation.
[Illustration: SYDNEY.]
The city, built on the south side of a beautiful lake, is perfectly unique in design, being composed of five broad promontories, looking like the five fingers of a hand slightly expanded. All the important streets run from east to west, and each terminates in a distinct harbor, while clearly visible from the upper portion of the street is a grand moving panorama of vessels of every description, with masts, sails and colors that seem peering out from every interstice between the houses. Each day witnesses the arrival and departure of eight or ten steamers, ferry-boats leave every half hour all the principal landings for the various sections of the city, and the wharves are lined with the shipping of every nation, many of the vessels ranging from fifteen hundred to two thousand tons burden. On a huge rock in Watson's Bay stands the lighthouse at the entrance of Port Jackson. The sea lashes the black rock with ceaseless fury, the light from the summit rendering even the base visible at a great distance. The light is 350 feet above the level of the sea, yet it was almost under its very rays that the good ship Dunbar came to grief. Missing the passage, she was engulfed in the raging sea, and her three hundred and ninety passengers perished
Produced by Juliet Sutherland, David Gundry and the PG Online Distributed Proofreading Team
[Note: The Table of Contents and the list of illustrations were added by the transcriber. Footnotes will be found at the end of the text.]
LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE OF POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE.
APRIL, 1875.
Vol. XV, No. 88
TABLE OF CONTENTS
AUSTRALIAN SCENES AND ADVENTURES. CONCLUDING PAPER.
THE GOLDEN EAGLE AND HIS EYRIE by W. A. BAILLIE-GROHMAN.
THREE FEATHERS by WILLIAM BLACK. CHAPTER XXIX MABYN DREAMS. CHAPTER XXX FERN IN DIE WELT. CHAPTER XXXI "BLUE IS THE SWEETEST." CHAPTER XXXII. THE EXILE'S RETURN.
SONNET by F. A. HILLARD.
NICE by R. DAVEY.
THE RASKOL, AND SECTS IN RUSSIA. I. ORIGIN OF THE RASKOL. II. OPPOSITION TO MODERN CIVILIZATION. III. INTERNAL DIVISIONS.
ELEANOR'S CAREER by ITA ANIOL PROKOP.
AN AMERICAN LADY'S OCCUPATIONS SEVENTY YEARS AGO by ETHEL C. GALE.
A MARCH VIOLET by EMMA LAZARUS.
WHAT IS A CONCLAVE? by T. ADOLPHUS TROLLOPE.
MONSOOR PACHA by GEORGE H. BOKER.
HOW HAM WAS CURED by JENNIE WOODVILLE.
ON THE STUDY OF SHAKESPEARE'S SONNETS by KATE HILLARD.
OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP. ARTISTS' MODELS IN ROME by T. A. T. FAUST IN POLAND by E. C. R. A LETTER FROM HAVANA by F. C. N. FRENCH SLANG by F. A. NOTES.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY.
Books Received.
FOOTNOTES.
ILLUSTRATIONS
FOREST OF COCKATOOS.
SYDNEY.
ASTROLABE AND ZÉLÉE ON CORAL REEFS
CANNIBAL FIRES.
MONUMENT TO BURKE AND WILLS.
BAS-RELIEF: RETURN TO COOPER'S CREEK.
BAS-RELIEF: DEATH OF BURKE.
BAS-RELIEF: FINDING OF BURKE.
VALLEY OF LAUNCESTON, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
COURSE OF THE TAMAR, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
GORGE OF THE TAMAR, VAN DIEMEN'S LAND.
HOBART TOWN.
ON THE WAY TO THE WOOD-DRIFT.
OUR ARRIVAL AT THE DRIFT-KEEPER'S COTTAGE.
INTERIOR OF TOMERL'S COTTAGE.
"FIXING THE BOAT-HOOK INTO AN INDENTATION, I PULLED MYSELF IN."
ENTERING THE EYRIE.
* * * * *
LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE
OF
_POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE_.
APRIL, 1875.
Vol. XV, No. 88
* * * * *
AUSTRALIAN SCENES AND ADVENTURES.
CONCLUDING PAPER.
[Illustration: FOREST OF COCKATOOS.]
People who go to Australia expecting every other man they meet to be a convict, and every convict a ruffian in felon's garb, will assuredly find themselves mistaken. And if contemplating a residence in Sydney or Melbourne they need not anticipate the necessity of living in a tent or a shanty, nor yet of accepting the society of convicts or negroes as the only alternative to a life of solitude. Neither will it be necessary to go armed with revolvers by day, nor to place plate and jewels under guard at night. Sydney, the capital of the penal colony, is a quiet, orderly city, abounding in villas and gardens, churches and schools, and about its well-lighted streets ride and walk well-dressed and well-bred people, whose visages betray neither the ruffian nor the cannibal. Some of them may be convicts or "ticket-of-leave-men," but this a stranger would need to be told, as they dress like others, their equipages are quite as stylish, and many of them not only amass more property, but are really more honest, than some of those never sentenced, because they know that the continuance of their freedom depends on their reputation.
[Illustration: SYDNEY.]
The city, built on the south side of a beautiful lake, is perfectly unique in design, being composed of five broad promontories, looking like the five fingers of a hand slightly expanded. All the important streets run from east to west, and each terminates in a distinct harbor, while clearly visible from the upper portion of the street is a grand moving panorama of vessels of every description, with masts, sails and colors that seem peering out from every interstice between the houses. Each day witnesses the arrival and departure of eight or ten steamers, ferry-boats leave every half hour all the principal landings for the various sections of the city, and the wharves are lined with the shipping of every nation, many of the vessels ranging from fifteen hundred to two thousand tons burden. On a huge rock in Watson's Bay stands the lighthouse at the entrance of Port Jackson. The sea lashes the black rock with ceaseless fury, the light from the summit rendering even the base visible at a great distance. The light is 350 feet above the level of the sea, yet it was almost under its very rays that the good ship Dunbar came to grief. Missing the passage, she was engulfed in the raging sea, and her three hundred and ninety passengers perished
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