LIPPINCOTT's MAGAZINE OF _POPULAR LITERATURE AND SCIENCE_. Vol XII, No. 28. JULY, 1873 TABLE OF CONTENTS THE NEW HYPERION [Illustrated] By EDWARD STRAHAN. I.--Preambulary. FROM PHILADELPHIA TO BALTIMORE [Illustrated] By ROBERT MORRIS COPELAND. CHARITY CROSS By MARGARET MASON. BERRYTOWN by REBECCA HARDING DAVIS. Chapter XI. Chapter XII. Chapter XIII. Chapter XIV. Chapter XV. STRANGE SEA INDUSTRIES AND ADVENTURES By WILL WALLACE HARNEY. POSEY'S NUGGET By LOUIS A. ROBERTS. FRANCESCA'S WORSHIP By MARGARET J. PRESTON. OUR HOME IN THE TYROL By MARGARET HOWITT. Chapter V. Chapter VI. WITH THE AMERICAN AMBULANCE CORPS AT PARIS By RALPH KEELER. THE HUMMING-BIRD By JAMES MAURICE THOMPSON. A PRINCESS OF THULE BY WILLIAM BLACK. Chapter X.--Fairy-land. Chapter XI.--The First Plunge. SOME PASSAGES IN SHELLEY'S EARLY HISTORY By JANUARY SEARLE. CHANGES By EMMA LAZARUS. OUR MONTHLY GOSSIP. A Sleeping-car Serenade By W.G.B. Fables For The Youth By SARSFIELD YOUNG. A Picture With A History. Hints For Novel-Writers. NOTES. LITERATURE OF THE DAY. Books Received. ILLUSTRATIONS VIEW OF THE SCHUYLKILL RIVER AND WEST PHILADELPHIA. SHARON HILL. GLENOLDEN. RIDLEY PARK. CRUM LYNNE FALLS. DISTANT VIEW OF LANDSCAPE, SHOWING MILITARY INSTITUTE AT CHESTER. CROZER SEMINARY. VIEW OF CHESTER. RESIDENCE OF MR. F.O.C. DARLEY. VIEW OF DELAWARE RIVER NEAR CLAYMONT. VIEW AT CLAYMONT: CREEK AND BRIDGE. PRINCIPIO. BRIDGE OVER THE SUSQUEHANNA AT HAVRE DE GRACE. MOUNT ARARAT'S PROFILE ROCK. PORT DEPOSIT. FORT MCHENRY. THE BRITISH SHELL. THE NEW HYPERION. FROM PARIS TO MARLY BY WAY OF THE RHINE. [The author's vignettes neatly copied by Gusatave Doré.] I.--PREAMBULARY. [Illustration] The behavior of a great Hope is like the setting of the sun. It splashes out from under a horizontal cloud, so diabolically incandescent that you see a dozen false suns blotting the heavens with purple in every direction. You bury your eyes in a handkerchief, with your back carefully turned upon the west, and meantime the spectacle you were waiting for takes place and disappears. You promise yourself to nick it better to-morrow. The soul withdraws into its depths. The stars arise (offering two or three thousand more impracticable suns), and the night is ironical. [Illustration]