In Furthest Ind (Blackwood) purports to be the narrative of Mr. Edward Carlyon, of the Honourable East India Company's service, comprising his escape from the hands of the Inquisition at Goa, his journey to the Court of the Great Mogul, and much else. It all took place some two hundred years ago, and was "wrote by his own hand in the Year of Grace 1697." As for Mr. Sydney C. Grier, he simply "edits the narrative with a few explanatory notes," which is very modest of him. The narrative is a moving one, full of local colour, plastered on pictures of the outskirts of India in John Company's day. Mr. Edward Carlyon is a properly pragmatical person, with true British obstinacy knocking his head against any wall that comes in his way. He makes my Baronite almost think kindly of the Inquisition. And this is genial at Christmas time, when we like to think well of everybody, "and so bless us all, Pen-and-Inkysition included," quoth Tiny Tim, alias
The Gay Baron de Book-Worms.
A SEQUEL TO THE STORY OF UNG.
(A Fable for those who Resent Criticism.)
In continuation (with apologies) of Mr. Rudyard Kipling's clever "Story of Ung," in the December Number of "The Idler."
Now Ung grew exceeding bumptious along of his scribings on bone;
And he sware that no one could judge them save only the scriber alone;
And he cocked his nose at the critics (save such as effusively praised),
And he prated of "Art for Art's sake," till the tribesmen imagined him crazed.