Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Volume 11, No. 27, June, 1873 — John Shaqi
Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Volume 11, No. 27, June, 1873Various
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Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Volume 11, No. 27, June, 1873
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Note: The Table of Contents and the list of illustrations were added
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LIPPINCOTT'S MAGAZINE
OF
_POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE_.
JUNE, 1873.
Vo. XI, No. 27.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
A NEW ATLANTIS.
THE ROUMI IN KABYLIA.
CONCLUDING PAPER.
A REMINISCENCE OF THE EXPOSITION OF 1867 by ITA ANIOL PROKOP.
SLAINS CASTLE by LADY BLANCHE MURPHY.
OUR HOME IN THE TYROL by MARGARET HOWITT.
CHAPTER III.
CHAPTER IV.
SAINT ROMUALDO by EMMA LAZARUS.
A PRINCESS OF THULE by WILLIAM BLACK
CHAPTER VIII. "O TERQUE QUATERQUE BEATE!"
CHAPTER IX. "FAREWELL, MACKRIMMON!"
THE EMERALD by A.C. HAMLIN, M.D.
BERRYTOWN by REBECCA HARDING DAVIS.
CHAPTER VIII.
CHAPTER IX.
CHAPTER X.
BOWERY ENGLAND by WIRT SIKES.
DAY-DREAM by KATE PUTNAM OSGOOD.
OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP.
THE GLADSTONE FAMILY.
WHITSUNTIDE AMONG THE MENNISTS.
THE RAW AMERICAN by PRENTICE MULFORD.
FAREWELL by LUCY H. HOOPER.
NOTES.
LITERATURE OF THE DAY.
_Books Received._
ILLUSTRATIONS
ATLANTIC CITY FROM THE LIGHTHOUSE.
UP THE INLET.
LANDING-PLACE ON THE INLET.
CONGRESS HALL.
MR. RICHARD WRIGHT'S COTTAGE.
THE SENATE HOUSE.
ON THE SHINING SANDS.
MR. THOMAS C. HAND'S COTTAGE.
THE THOROUGHFARE.
THE EXCURSION HOUSE.
A SCENE IN FRONT OF SCHAUFLER'S HOTEL.
ABD-EL-KADER IN KABYLIA.
AN AGHA OF KABYLIA HUNTING WITH THE FALCON.
THE DISCIPLES OF TOFAIL.
A KOUBBA, OR MARABOUT'S TOMB.
KABYLE MEN.
KABYLE WOMEN.
DEFILE OF THIFILKOULT.
AN ARAB MARKET.
POVERTY AND JEWELS.
GEORGE CHRISTY IN AFRICA.
A NEW ATLANTIS.
[Illustration: ATLANTIC CITY FROM THE LIGHTHOUSE.]
The New Year's debts are paid, the May-day moving is over and settled,
and still a remnant of money is found sticking to the bottom of the
old marmalade pot. Where shall we go?
There is nothing like the sea. Shall it be Newport?
But Newport is no longer the ocean pure and deep, in the rich severity
of its _sangre azul_. We want to admire the waves, and they drag us
off to inspect the last new villa: we like the beach, and they bid
us enjoy the gardens, brought every spring in lace-paper out of the
florist's shop. We like to stroll on the shore, barefooted if we
choose, and Newport is become an affair of toilette and gold-mounted
harness, a bathing-place where people do everything but bathe.
[Illustration: UP THE INLET.]
Well, Nahant, then, or Long Branch?
Too slow and too fast. Besides, we have seen them.
Suppose we try the Isles of Shoals? Appledore and Duck Island and
White Island, now? Or Nantucket, or Marblehead?
Too stony, and nothing in particular to eat. You ask for fish, and
they give you a rock.
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