For Mr. STEVENSON can write no stories worth hurraying at, While he upon Pacific Isle persists in Crusoe playing at! And Mr. KIPLING's ceased to count--no heart in what he does is there-- He longs for death in far Soudan, a-fighting Fuzzy-Wuzzies there!
So we've only Mr. MEREDITH--(oh, what a sad disgrace it is!) Though Mr. BLACKMORE writes romance--how poor and commonplace it is! While Messrs. THOMAS HARDY, BLACK, and BESANT, it would seem, are all Unworthy serious notice, mere nonentities ephemeral!
Some people like Miss BRADDON, Mrs. OLIPHANT, Miss BROUGHTON, too. They're only lady-novelists--so serious readers oughtn't to, And those who've been convinced by his invidious comparisons, In future will eschew romance--excepting Mr. HARRISON'S.
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THE DARWINIAN THEORY EXEMPLIFIED.--At the Zoo is now being exhibited "Three White-tailed Gnus,"--"The Latest Gnus." with the best possible intelligence,--"and a Black-capped Gibbon." This last is