WINTER AT BURLINGTON HOUSE.
It is emphatically pleasant. From a Fine-Art point of view, it is "the winter of our great content." Only a few weeks ago we had an Exhibition of the Young Masters, and very-much-alive English Artists—to wit, the students of the Royal Academy—at Burlington House, and now Sir Frederick Leighton has waved his wand, and has given us a transformation scene in the way of a collection of works by the Old Masters and Deceased Painters of the British School. And a very good show it is, and very grateful we feel to those who have for a time stripped their rooms in order that we may enjoy a sight of their treasures. Very restful to the eye and soothing to the spirit are these grand contributions by the Old Boys. They may say what they please about the progress of modern Art, but Mr. Punch is of opinion that many of these fine specimens of Crome, Gainsborough, Jansen, Murillo, Mulready, &c., are bad to beat. How time slips away! It only seems the other day that these Winter Exhibitions were started by the Royal Academy, and yet the present one is the twenty-first.
Musical Notes.—When the Oratorio of Nineveh is performed again, with incidents in the life of Jonah, one of the features will be a magnificent wail in a minor key.—There is to be a banquet given to musical Dr. Turpin. It was graceful on the part of the Archbishop of Canterbury to make this excellent musician a Doctor—the name of Turpin being more closely associated with York than Canterbury.
STATESMEN AT HOME.
DCXLI. Earl Granville, K.G., at Walmer Castle.
