The canadian magazine of politics, science, art and literature, November 1910-April 1911 . mosphere in which GoldwinSmith passed his last days containeda subtle tincture of pathos. Mr.Smith himself was by no means asombre man, for he possessed a keensense of humour, and he cherished thememory of any fine satirical turn.But he had none of the serene com-placency of old age, the serenity thatseems to be the portion of those whohave an abiding faith in happinessthat awaits. A few years before his death, whenasked why he had never publishedani;hing on a particular incident tohis career, he replie

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The canadian magazine of politics, science, art and literature, November 1910-April 1911 . mosphere in which GoldwinSmith passed his last days containeda subtle tincture of pathos. Mr.Smith himself was by no means asombre man, for he possessed a keensense of humour, and he cherished thememory of any fine satirical turn.But he had none of the serene com-placency of old age, the serenity thatseems to be the portion of those whohave an abiding faith in happinessthat awaits. A few years before his death, whenasked why he had never publishedani;hing on a particular incident tohis career, he replied that he had writ-ten something on the subject, thatthere were some things that mightbetter appear after the writer hadpassed away, and that the particularchronicle would in all probability notbe kept long from the light. Therewas in his look and in his words a finetone of sadness, and one could scarce-ly dissipate the serious reflection thatit imposed. Some readers have failed to findbeauty of style in the writings ofGoldwin Smith. Perhaps they havebeen looking for the obscureness of. MR. ARNOLD HAULTAIN. EDITOR OF REMINISCENCES. BY GOLDWIN SMITH. Emerson, the oratorical elegance ofMacaulay or the flamboyancy of In-gersol. With better results, theymight have looked for the simplicityof Goldsmith. But Goldwin Smithsuited his style to his subject, andif one seeks beauty one need go nofarther than the first chapter of theseEeminiscences. It is entitledBoyhood. I do not know when itwas written, but the very first para-graph can be cited as an outstandinginstance of masterful description andliterary beauty. Observers of Goldwin Smith mightlook for a severe arrangement ofDisraeli, but the incident is dismissedwith nothing more than a few burn-ing words—in one paragraph. Men-tion is made of an attack by Disraeliin the House of Commons, with thisfurther statement: He afterwardspursued me across the Atlantic andtried to brand me, under a perfectlytransparent-pseudonym, if OxfordP-of