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 *' Who will believe my verse in times to come 
 If it were filled with your most high deserts." 
 
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If I could write the beauty of your eyes, 
 And in fresh numbers number all your graces. 
 
 The aee to come would say, tbi . pnet lies — 
 Sucn heavenly touLhes ne'er touch sd earthly fares. 
 
 SflAKSPEARE. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 CHAPTER I. 
 
 Alone she stood, a maiden sweet, 
 
 Within the woodland's deepening shade; 
 
 One beam of sunset through the glade 
 Glimmered in gold about her feet. 
 
 Musing, she lingered in covert there 
 Far from the clamour of camp's alarms ; 
 Above her a beech flung out his arms 
 
 As if to shield a form so fair. 
 
 A winsome girl of native grace 
 
 And moulded form the comeliest ; 
 
 Scarce two-and-twenty Junes had kiss'd 
 With breath of rose her charming face — 
 
 Brunette, with crimson tinged and blent 
 As if 'neath Saxon face there glowed 
 The warm maroon of Indian blood 
 
 And stirred a doubt of her descent — 
 
ONNALINDA. 
 
 A doubt that still intenser grew 
 With her rich garb of Tyrian hue. 
 Her queenly grace and soft attire 
 Bespoke a line from noble sire. 
 
 Around her bodice trimly laced 
 Fell glossy falls of raven hair, 
 Half-veiling, half-revealing there 
 
 The zone that clasped her lissome waist. 
 One hand to ear, to catch alarm, 
 Showed jewelled wrist and rounded arm. 
 
 In purple folds her kirtle fell — 
 
 The rippling hem just kissed her feet, 
 In shoon of chamois fitted neat 
 
 As glove and palm of courtly belle ; 
 Ben(;ath her instep, proud and high, 
 A flower would bloom, a bee would fly. 
 The charms of youth and beauty met 
 In Onxalinda— sweet brunette ! 
 
 Deep in her dark eyes' lustrous glance 
 Glistened the star of bright romance. 
 
 She listened . . . Silent all the wood 
 Save plaintive owl, in distant glade, 
 Whose croon, thro' echoing forest, made 
 
 More solemn still the solitude. 
 
 Then to herself the maiden spoke- 
 Still gazing pensive on the ground 
 As if perplexed with thoughts profound- 
 
 And murmuring, thus the silence broke : 
 
ONNALINDA. 
 
 Last night— what did he mean to say? 
 My hand in his he tremulous prest : 
 I heard a throbbing within his breast : 
 ' Good-bye ! ' he faltered, and turned away,— 
 But in his voice and in his eye 
 Was something more than that ' Good-bye.' 
 
 " The white moon shone on his earnest face 
 As he held my hand, and silent stood. 
 Do men woo thus in a dolesome mood? 
 Then that solemn owl may woo with grace ! 
 This man— can he be my father's foe 
 And lover of mine ? To-night I'll know. 
 
 " To-night when the moon shines full in his face 
 I'll there read clear each thought of his heart ; 
 He shall not know, as I stand apart, 
 How keen my glance each line shall trace. 
 Ah, well, my heart ! do I love this man— 
 So soon ? Perchance I do— or can ! " 
 
 She paused . . . Around she gazed, and then, 
 Musing, she spoke to herself again : 
 
 «' What if my chieftain-sire should know- 
 Should know I parley with foe of his ! 
 Well, what if I foil his enemies 
 With weapon keener then blade or bow ? 
 Perchance this Saxon loves me well . . . 
 Sink low, O sun !— to-night will tell." 
 
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ONNAUNDA. 
 
 The sun behind the glimmering hill 
 His amber glances slow withdrew, 
 And twilight shadows a glamour threw 
 
 Around the woodlands soft and still. 
 A crackling sound beyond the glade 
 
 Reached Onnalinda's vigilant car; 
 
 'lluMi startled owl flew by anear, 
 Flapping across the forest shade. 
 
 Quicker her heart beat at each sound — 
 
 Silence and darkness gathering round. 
 
 Sudden she turned. A rustling tread 
 
 She heard approach thro' the darkling wood. 
 Flushed to the ear, alert she stood 
 
 Twixt hope and fear disquieted. 
 
 A manly form with cap of blue 
 
 Approached. His epauletted coat 
 
 Bright-buttoned trimly to his throat, 
 Of rank and fame was symbol true. 
 
 But more his eye and bearing told 
 Than any sign symbolic could — 
 (Escutcheons mark the noble blood 
 
 But mien and port the noble souled ;) 
 Heroic calmness in his face 
 Showed valour 'neath a gentle grace. 
 
 " Brief be our words to-night," — he said 
 As her warm hand in his he drew ; 
 His words foreboding o'er her threw 
 Shadows of some impending dread. 
 
ONNALINDA. 
 
 Though swift I come, through forest dun, 
 
 No harm betides thee, gentle one. 
 
 And yet, if rumour tricks me not, 
 
 Alert with stratagem and plot 
 The midnight hour shall be. 
 
 My wary scout from yonder hill 
 
 Saw hurried signals that reveal 
 
 Some tumult rife that bodes of ill- 
 Some pending strategy." 
 
 " Such signals "— Onnalinda said— 
 
 " May often times foreshadow ill. 
 But oft, to try their speed and skill, 
 
 'Mong warriors false alarms are spread. 
 As fawn is bred to flee from harm 
 When stamps the doe a false alarm — 
 
 Thus wary is the warrior bred. 
 
 My clan the Saxon's art would meet 
 With weasel's eye and foxes' feet." 
 
 " One fear alone the bravest feel 
 Keener "—said he—" than lance of steel : 
 What if deep plots are lurking laid 
 To tangle the feet in ambuscade ! 
 We smile at such— at snare or threat— 
 But quail 'neath glance of one brunette ! 
 
 But say, when from the camp you came 
 
 Where were the warriors ? " 
 
 " Hunting game." 
 
 •" And of those warriors is tnere none 
 Watching your footsteps ? " 
 
 " There is one." 
 
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ONNALJADA. 
 
 " One — who is he ?" 
 
 A warrior, brave. 
 
 liut silent as a forest grave." 
 
 And therefore to be feared ?" — asked he. 
 
 I know not " — crimsoning, said she, 
 And smiled as if her words revealed 
 But inkling of the thoughts concealed. 
 
 Silent he stood, with downcast eyes ; 
 A sudden doubt his heart oppressed, 
 Like one who sees, low in the west, 
 
 Dark clouds that threaten the sunny skies.. 
 ■ I know not," — in her words a doubt — : . •■; 
 A dim surmise and mystery — » .. .*• j .'. j' 
 That roused the phantom jealousy}."!..;- ." 
 
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 He feared to ask her, frank and fair,.; %.^ 
 Of him who stirred his jealousy — ' '.' 
 Ashamed to ask : " A lover, he ? " — 
 
 He hunted here, he angled there. 
 
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 Perchance this warrior's silent tongue 
 Tattled and prattled gay when youn^ T 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 Who talks the least I call him wise — 
 Words are but dust thrown in the eyes. 
 
 
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 Makes hasty wooing, brief and bold? 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 Nimble his pace in love or chase, 
 And both his eyes are in his face.. .■., •• 
 
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 I see . . . you think when Saxons woo'.;' 
 They feign one thing and another do ? _. 
 
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 •'v'^Not forest-born was she — no, no ; ; ^' ° 
 
 •Her eye was blue, her brow was snow. 
 
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 Then a lovely woodland nymph was she, — 
 Not forest-born ? 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 From o'er the sea, 
 Where blooming hedge-rows carolled sweet, 
 And heather blossomed 'neath her feet. 
 At quiet eve she oft would tell 
 Of scenes enchanting, and would dwell 
 With trembling lip, and tenderly, 
 On home beloved, beyond the sea, 
 
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 Of twilight porch with ivy pent, 
 Of castle wall and battlement .... 
 
 You wonder ? Sir, I pardon you — 
 
 The tale is strange. 
 
 HE. 
 I'd swear 'tis true! 
 A myth for truth I would admit 
 When lips so sweet have uttered it ! 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 Is it so strange a woodland girl 
 Should claim a grandsire in an earl ? 
 
 But listen . . . Hark !— Do you not hear 
 
 Sounds of alarm — of peril near ? 
 
 And as she spoke, a glance she sent 
 
 Oblique across the forest glade. 
 And turned an ear as if intent 
 On distant sound from ambuscade. 
 
 One moment musing, mute stood he — 
 Like baffled general in assault 
 When fortress moat compels a halt 
 
 To compass the emergency — 
 
 When — hark ! again— that sound renew'd 
 Louder, and echoing through the wood. 
 
 " Dear one ! I go," — he anxious said. 
 
 " On wings how fleet has evening fled ! 
 Once more I ask that pledge so dear: 
 To-morrow eve to meet me here ? " 
 
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 ood. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 " If stars be bright ; if woods be still ; 
 If signals no alarm reveal ; 
 If nought doth wake the jealous eye- 
 To-morrow night,"— was her reply. 
 Her hand upon his lips he pressed 
 
 Tenderly, saying, "O sweet good-night ! " 
 
 They parted. Dim the stars' pale light. 
 His heart beat with a strange unrest, 
 
 Murmuring: " Can such bliss be mine ? 
 
 Or is she hidden in dark design ? " .... 
 
 Meek but adroit — ah ! who can tell 
 
 Beauty's intent inscrutable ! 
 
 II 
 
 The fascinating Princess Onnalinda whose achievements 
 and whose bewitching grace and beauty turned even her 
 enemies into impassioned suitors and rivals, is presented to 
 us in this opening chapter of her story. From this point 
 begins the real action of the poem— its stirring incidents so 
 clo'sely interwoven that to cut further extracts would be (as 
 an English critic observes) " only to mutilate, like cutting 
 specimens from a broad design." Besides the heroine, the 
 following characters are involved : 
 
 Kawanute, the chieftain-father of the Princess Onnalinda, 
 whose domains were invaded by the French under the Mar- 
 quis Denonville. . j u ji i , 
 Eben Stark, the chivalrous Captain who had heedlesbly 
 ioined the invaders, but. captivated at first sight by the charms 
 of the Princess, became her devoted adorer and defender. 
 Glinting Star, the dark-eyed maiden whose keenness of de- 
 tection was of grave consequence to the leading characters. 
 Ronald Kent, comrade of Captain Stark, and marksman ot 
 
 marvelous aim— in love with Glinting Star. 
 Denonville's Courier, a punctilious Frenchman. Donald, 
 a canny Scotchman ; and Oonak, the implacable rival of 
 Captain Stark. 
 With these, and their rivalries, we are impulsively drawn 
 through this forest romance by the irresistible charms of the 
 heroine and her brilliant achievements. 
 
12 
 
 ONNAUNDA. 
 
 We present the opening chapter of " Onnalinda" as show- 
 ing, somewhat, the concise and picturesque style of this 
 epic story; the lines, however, convey little of its anima- 
 tion, for, as the plot develops, the graphic vividness inten- 
 sifies until the words seem to glow with poetic fire. 
 
 In these times no prudent person will bargain for any 
 commodity without first testing it ; and, to this rule, books 
 should form no exception. To that end, and for that purpose 
 only, we present in this brochure, an opportunity for that 
 test, together with opinions from sources that are above the 
 reach of solicitation. Among these, eminent in society and 
 literature, whose opinions are of special import, we shall 
 here specially mention the Rt. Hon. John Bright and the 
 Earl of Lytton. Photo copies of their autograph ievters re- 
 lating to "Onnalinda" are, by permission, included in the 
 book. From extracts given herewith it will be seen that 
 Mr. Bright signalizes the Life and Beauty of ' Onnalinda,' 
 and Lord Lytton (himself the most distinguished of poetic 
 romancers) emphasizes the captivating power of the story 
 —holding the attention alert, through its two hundred and 
 thirty pages, to the end : 
 
 " I re.itl ' Onnalinda ' with attention and pleasure, and without stopping 
 till I hatl finished it. The slory is told with great animation of movement and 
 picturesqueness of description."— Earl of Lytton. 
 
 " I read • ONNALINDA ' with great interest and pleasure; there is Life and 
 Beauty in it which I have much enjoyed."— John Bright. 
 
 "The reader is lured onward through this forest romance as if led by the 
 hand of the charming Onnalinda herself."— Charles Mackay. 
 
 " ' Onnalinda ' sustains its interest from first to last. Strange to say, the 
 L-ile is the ploasanter reading for being in metre, and the reader is beguiled by 
 the silvery ring of the Mcn^r—lVestminstir Kevtew, Ao. CXXXI. 
 
 "Mr McXaughton tells his story with animation, and weaves the loves of 
 the charming Onnalinda and her English lover into a pleasing poem."— Zfl«</<7« 
 Morning Fast, No. j-J, 316. 
 
 "'Onnalinda' is a strikingly beautiful romance. The story is told in a 
 very fa-'cinating manner, and with a vivacity that never fails from the hrst page 
 to \\\s\nii\.."— London Christian WorU, Ao. i, 4S1. 
 
 " One is filled with a fuller sense of simple delight and gratitude by such a 
 charming poem as ' Onnalinda.' We have not read a poetic romance for 
 \ ?-.".„. 1 .,..„. ..,i,irh takes our fancy more completely ."—Z£)«</w/,i/cra/:)' 
 
 many a day and year w 
 World, No. 824. 
 
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 ' Onnalinda,' 
 icd of poetic 
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 lundred and 
 
 vithout stopping 
 : movement and 
 
 lere is Life and 
 
 as if led by the 
 
 range to say, the 
 
 er is beguiled by 
 
 'AY. 
 
 aves the loves of 
 
 poem. " — London 
 
 tory is told in a 
 om the first page 
 
 atitude by such a 
 etic romance for 
 -London Literary 
 
 " Nothing can supply the place of books. Ko 
 how poor lam, if learned men and poets will en 
 
 how poor Tam, if learned men and jjo 
 take up their abode under my roof. ' 
 
 matter 
 enter and 
 
 -Chtinnitti;. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 Dr. Charles Mackay, the poet and critic , in the Fifeshirc Journal. 
 "The narrative and romantic verse with which Sir Walter Scott 
 threw a glamour round the scenery and history of the Scottish 
 Highlands has been used with striking effect by Mr. J. H. McNaugh- 
 ton in his romance of " Onnalinda " (London : Kegan Paul, Trench k 
 Co.). The birch and the heather and the bracken of Scotland have 
 given place to the pathless forests of North America ; the moors 
 and the mountains of our little country have yielded to the broad 
 prairies and the mighty rivers of the New World. But the spirit 
 which runs through "Onnalinda " is identical with that which per- 
 vades " The Lady of the Lake." There are the same love of nature 
 in all its forms and under all its aspects, the same chivalric feelings, 
 the same kindly views of life. Indeed, Sir Walter himself might 
 almost have written '• Onnalinda." Mr. McNaughton has not, per- 
 haps, the wonderful power of description, which characterized so 
 notably all that Scott wrote ; but as a narrator he is little behind 
 the great wizard. Then, again, there is something in his writing 
 which even Scott could not have laid claim to ; for through all his 
 romance Mr. McNaughton shows that there is in him more of the 
 true poetic soul than there was in the author of ' Marmion,' with all 
 the .latter's felicity of expression and power of description and of 
 narration. Every now and then comes a touch, a suggestion, some- 
 times just the suspicion of a thought, which shows us that apart 
 altogether from his subject or his characters, Mr. McNaughton is a 
 
 poet indeed. 
 
 It is, however, as a narrative, that we have most praise for ' Onna- 
 linda." The author unfolds his story with consummate skill, and with 
 an increasing interest. It is quite impossible not to feel interested, 
 and sometimes more than interested, in the loves of Onnalinda and 
 
 . The mixture of fact and fiction in 'Onnalinda' is skillfully m.in.iRed : the wild 
 beauty of the locality is tellingly delineated ; and. the picturesque ••'l.'l.f''';^'«/V' //^'nn,'inn^ 
 characteristics of the dramatis J>irxo„<r are charmingly described, -the »^/,,/^/,7//. London) 
 /Review. 
 
14 
 
 ONNAUNDA. 
 
 her gallant Captain, in the romantic story of Ronald Kent, and in 
 the constancy of Glinting Star. And then the freshness of the 
 theme ' These characters, mark, are not the over-drawn beings 
 of sentiment and high-flown gibberish which make Fenimore 
 Cooper's novel so tiresome ; neither are they the degrade.! savages 
 of the Red Man's latter-day detractors. They are noble and honour- 
 able • they are brave and true; they are simple. certainly, and their 
 guile' is not the guile of a 'civilized' man; they love well and they 
 hate honestly. Kawanute, the author tells us. is no over-drawn or 
 fancy picture ; and, if that be true, then the cause of the Red Man 
 is a cause well worth fighting. As Mr. Bright, in a letter to the au- 
 thor says,—' You have put down the cruelties practiced on the 
 negro Is' it not possible for the friends of the negro to raise their 
 voice in defense of the Red Man ? You have seized their land-you 
 occupy almost all their country— can you not give them the secur- 
 ity your laws give your white millions ? If the good men and 
 women of the states make an effort for this benevolent purpose. 1 
 think it would not fail.' Apart altogether from the excellence of 
 his poem, Mr. McNaughton has done good work in defense of the 
 Red Man's privileges. 
 
 But to the poem. The story is romantic to a degree, and so in- 
 trinsically poetical are the subjects and the characters dealt with 
 that even if it were less skillfully treated it could not fail to appeal to 
 the interest of its readers ; Mr. McNaughton's treatment, however, 
 is as poetical as his subject ; and the romance of Onnalinda, as it is 
 in the poem before us, is one to read and read again. Long quota- 
 tions from a work such as this is would be somewhat out of place; 
 the book, to be thoroughly enjoyed, must be read m its entirety. 
 
 We quote the following extracts as showing something of 
 the" style of this author; but of a work in which the incidents are 
 so closely interwoven, to cut into the main fabric of the plot is only 
 to mutilate, like snipping specimens from a broad design in mosaics : 
 
 " I taught her all our books could teach,— 
 
 Bright pupil she !— she learned so well 
 She knew the sweetest part of speech 
 
 And read my heart ere she could spell ! 
 And as she grew in years and lore 
 
 I taught her what the sages writ ; 
 She learned all that and something more. 
 
 Then she taught me what they omit— 
 And much that never was told in print ^^ 
 Shone from her dark eyes' tender glint ! 
 
ONNAIJMKl. 
 
 'S 
 
 Id Kent, and in 
 reshness of the 
 ;r-drawn beings 
 make Fcnimore 
 egrade.l savages 
 )bleand honour- 
 tainly, and their 
 re well and they 
 1 over-drawn or 
 of the Red Man 
 I letter to the au- 
 jracticed on the 
 jro to raise their 
 i their land— you 
 them the secur- 
 ; good men and 
 volent purpose, 1 
 Lhe excellence of 
 in defense of the 
 
 iegree, and so in- 
 acters dealt with 
 )tfail to appeal to 
 atment, however, 
 3nnalinda, as it is 
 lin. Long quota- 
 vhat out of place ; 
 1 in its entirety, 
 ing something of 
 the incidents are 
 of the plot is only 
 design in mosaics : 
 
 ich, — 
 ) well 
 ch 
 spell ! 
 
 more, 
 nit— 
 rint 
 glint!" 
 
 " I've seen the gay rachuca whirls 
 Of fairy-footed '/Aww girls, 
 And rose-lipt nymph of Gulistan 
 In slumber feigned on soft divan ; 
 But all, ay, all from memory fade 
 Save her — that dear Algonquin maid I ' 
 
 ' As wounded starling to its nest 
 Flutters with sorrow in its breast. 
 With fluttering heart I homeward drew, 
 Touched with the sorrow of ' Adieu ! ' " 
 
 " Apart she stood ; 
 Her white arm round a moonlit tree 
 Glistened with jewelled brilliancy. 
 And was it thus by maiden's art 
 
 The moonlight fell upon his face 
 While 'gainst that light she stood apart. 
 
 Outlined, a rounded form of grace } " 
 
 " If there's one man for heav'n unfit 
 Verily 'tis the hypocrite ! — 
 Beware of him wnen he is mute, 
 'Tis silence of the panther's foot !" 
 
 "Plucked from the ground at his palfrey's feet 
 And held on a mightier arm again. 
 
 Swift was she borne on palfrey fleet 
 As the hetman's steed of the wild Ukraine. 
 
 O'er the distant hill against the skies 
 
 She vanished in mist of my streaming eyes." 
 
 " Is merit a mark— a badge of race ? 
 Is honor a tint — a tinge of face ? " 
 
 •Beware — O Eben ! — woman's eyes 
 Still lure a thousand Antonies, 
 And half mankind is still beset 
 With Cleopatras of brunette ! " 
 
 "A woodland lass — 
 
 Light as gazelle, and step as neat ; 
 
 Beliind her fairy-skipping feet 
 Enamored rose the supple grass. 
 
 A charm that lit her modest glance 
 Lay mirrored in her lustrous eye — 
 A chaste, a gentle sorcery 
 
 Kindled, illumined by romance." 
 
" A tior.k makes friends. 'T is the tic between mrn to 
 have Ijecn delit;hte(l with the same bock ; iimi when, 
 unexpectedly, one linds n stranger enj'pving the rare 
 poet or thinker who is dear to his own solitude, it is like 
 finding a brother."— Z.'wi-'-w/i. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 From the London Iiujuirer, Xo. 2,2SS- 
 A more romantic subject than this, of the loves and adventures 
 of Onnalinda, could hardly have been found : and very skilUully 
 has t!ie subject been treated by Mr. McNaughton. The poem is full 
 of o-r:iceful description, told in such melodious verse, and with such 
 freshness and vigour, that the reader is thoroughly interested from 
 beginning to end of the book. Onnalinda is a charming heroine; 
 with the simple graces of a forest belle and the unerring instinct in 
 reading character and detecting treachery, she combines clearness 
 
 u{ judgment with swiftness of decision One of the stirring 
 
 scenes m the book is that where, just as the hostile bands of the 
 Irotpiois and English are on the point of fighting, Onnalinda intet- 
 
 vencs: 
 
 " Upgazing as if to her were sent 
 A message from the firmament- 
 Like herald of heaven august she stands 
 With palms outspread 'gainst friends and foes- 
 One palm to these, one palm to those— 
 A barrier 'twixt the hostile bands,"— 
 
 and by her tact brings about a truce between her father and her 
 
 l,,^,er There is considerable humour in the description of some 
 
 of the minor characters— the French courier, for instance Al- 
 together it is some time since we have read a more graceful and 
 interesting poem." 
 
 " The meadow shone in velvet green, 
 With lace of daisies' silver sheen " 
 
 Brooched with the daffodils of gold— 
 What 'neath heav'n's azure can compare 
 With that bright emerald robe so fair 
 
 That God's own hand hath here unrolled ! " 
 — Onnalinda, p. 1S7. 
 
 Mr McNauehton's spirited appeal on behalf of the forest clans is one in which 
 everyright''hin'knr/;;f'r wilf heartil ^sympathiz.^^^^^ T^^ -«•> sp.rtt and 
 
 vigour, and the versification has force and power. — Tht i>,ottuli hevtnv. 
 
 \\ 
 
" A little peaceful home Imiinds all my wants anil 
 wishes ; add to this my hook and friend, and this is 
 hAppiatn.—FruHctacff di Rioja. 
 
 id adventures 
 ^ery skilllully 
 le pofin is full 
 and with such 
 itcrestcd from 
 ning heroine ; 
 ing instinct in 
 ines clearness 
 if the stirring 
 2 bands of the 
 inalinda intei- 
 
 foes- 
 
 father and her 
 iption of some 
 
 stance Al- 
 
 e graceful and 
 
 d!" 
 187. 
 
 clans is one in which 
 9 told with spirit and 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 Extract from revitw in the London Literary World, No. Sai,, 
 It is not surprising that certain distinguished men— who have ap- 
 parently had an opportunity of reading the American edition of 
 r>«;W/Wrt— should have expressed very high opinions concerning 
 the book. Lord Lytton read it " with attention and pleasure " and 
 without stopping till he had finished it; and Mr. Bright speaks 
 with much interest of the poem. Lord Lytton well describes the 
 poet's success when he writes to him, "You have told the story 
 with great animation of movement and picturesquencss of descrip- 
 tion." It is an old-time poetical romance of Red Indian life full of 
 exciting and agreeable interest. Our feeling has been precisely 
 that which Lord Lytton has expressed, and we may also add that 
 we did not lay the poem aside until we had read it. The movement 
 certainly reminded us of Sir Walter Scott, and the progressive 
 nature of the poem is an important element in the enjoyment. One 
 has not to wait long and wearily for the development of the story ; 
 and there is no mystery in it. There is nut the ciuefully and deli- 
 cately worked-out perfection which one gets in Tennyson, but we 
 do not fail to receive a strong impression of the natural, easy, un- 
 affected, unlaboured grace, beauty and skill which the author pos- 
 sesses. We have not read a poetical romance of its aim and length 
 for many a day and year, which takes our fancy more completely. 
 The '• mosaic " poems often fix us with a bewildered and silent admi- 
 ration of their marvelous skill ; but, perhaps, upon the whole, one 
 is filled with a fuller sense of simple delight and gratitude, by such 
 a charming poem as " Onnaliiuia." 
 
 We meet with the principal heroine of the romance in its opening 
 
 .. The adventnres of these tv,o [Onnalinda and Eben Stark] togetli.;r with the 
 
 storv of Konald Kent and ' Glinting Star,' arc must romantic in tht-mselves, and to these nai- 
 ura?advanSges the author has add?d the charm of rhyme and rhythm. const.nntly varied, and 
 "hcrrfore"^! from monotony ; there is not a tedious passage in the whole .work. 1 he de.cr.p- 
 tionVof scenery are vivid, and the indications of character true and distinct. AUotjcth.r the 
 
 tinns ol scenery 
 work is a treat.' 
 
 - Ttu Liverpool A Ibion. 
 
,g ONNALINDA. 
 
 pages. The author pref.xcs a very happy three-lines from the 
 " Faerie 0»eenc '• as the >notto of the first part of the poem . 
 
 " She by descent from royal lineage came 
 Of ancient kings and queens, that had of yo e ,. 
 
 Their sceptre stretched from Last to Western snore. 
 
 The Indian maiden first appears in the forest, alone, thinking of, 
 .nd yUrning to see that night, as she saw on the previous one. an 
 English Captain Stark, whom she had learned to love. We canno 
 better intro^luce our poet than with the following presentation o 
 h Prince" OnnaHnda : [Here folUn. three colu,..ns of ... tracts on, 
 r.V,JZs-t/,e rn>few ending thus .•] We will not tell the reader how 
 he CO r«e of true love ran in this instance. For such .nformati.n 
 h' n'ust tu;;n to the poem, which we promise him w.ll afford n.ore 
 delight than our extracts. 
 
 " One eve a groom. ofTicious, told 
 Of what his lurking eye espied : 
 She walks clandestine in the wold, 
 
 A simple veoman bv her side. 
 —Up to his'brows in reddening ire 
 Arose the feudal blood of sire ; i 
 
 • Daughter,' he called . . ' And can it be- 
 
 A wolf among the bleating flocl<s .•' 
 Do pheasants covev with a fox ? 
 With taunting trope demanded he. 
 A trleam from out his darkling eye 
 Presaged the storm now drawing nigh. 
 
 .But love, true love, when storms assail 
 ' Is like the birdling in the gale, 
 It closer, warmer folds its wings. _ 
 And to the limb it firmer clings . 
 
 Onnalinda, p. 89. 
 
 .' Like dazzling glance from wing of dove 
 Is bright Romance to Life and Love ! 
 
 •• What grace of movement and of mien! 
 
 As queen upon her throne of state, 
 
 She calmly on her palfrey sate 
 And tranquil viewed the troubled scene- 
 
 Her glinting plumelet bowed and swayed _ 
 
 While charier pranced in proud parade. 
 
 passioned utterances. —/A<- J i"^*""'^'^ 
 
 l\ 
 
ONNAUNDA. 
 
 19 
 
 lines from the 
 e poem : 
 
 I shore." 
 
 nc, thinking of, 
 revious one, an 
 \]Q. We cannot 
 
 presentation of 
 f of extracts and 
 
 the reader how 
 ich information 
 will afford more 
 
 issail 
 
 p. 89, 
 
 ove 
 I >i 
 
 en! 
 
 le — 
 ayed 
 irade," 
 
 , theme, even passionately 
 sever follows him and liis 
 will pardon the poet s im- 
 
 " Mistrust ! — an cver-tattlinp brook 
 That winds thro' all Love's heritage 
 
 Or headlines in a lover's book 
 
 Creeping along from page to page." 
 
 "The moonlight glimmering on the tent 
 Made fretted meshes thro' the trees— 
 
 F"litting and flirting with the breeze 
 
 In a fantastic tournament. 
 The light and shade are Love and Donbt- 
 They shift and shuflle in giddy bout. ' 
 
 " O fickle y/".'— but half a breath 
 Yet 't is of love the shibboleth ! " 
 
 " No slanderer then with tongue of asp 
 Darted his slime at each fair name; 
 
 No gossip fouled with slimy grasp 
 The roll of Virtue and of Fame." 
 
 "Can saintliest ' nun, devout and pure'; 
 
 All tenderness of love resist — 
 Or turn away, with look demure, 
 
 The sweetest lips that ever were kiss'd ? 
 The favoring clouds the moon eclipse — 
 There is a touching at the lips." 
 
 " As veil that falls o'er Beauty's eyes 
 
 Brightenstheircharmstho' half concealed. 
 
 The web she wove of words and sighs 
 Charmed me the more thro' mist revealed." 
 
 " As rift of lightning thro' the murk 
 She pierced the waves athwart the night. 
 And swift as shimmering swallow-flight 
 
 She skimm'd beneath each pendent birk ; 
 
 With flowing hair flung to tlie breeze, 
 With parted lips and glowing eye . . . 
 A form inspired ! — 't would draw a sigh 
 
 From Raphael or Praxiteles.'' 
 
 " ' Who is she ? ' — as of old 't was said 
 When mischief thro' the kingdom sped." 
 
 "And homeward Onnalinda strayed 
 Hesitant through the glinting dew? 
 A vermeil tinge of deeper hue 
 
 Upon her cheek her thoughts betrayed ; 
 And when she sank in sleep that bloom 
 Crimsoned in dreams of whom .' ' 
 
verse wilh 
 
 ■lie 
 
 " Ammiu niy bm.ks I am Mirc tc. lonyerse w . 
 nonf Im. wU\,en ; bu. abroad u ,? .mp«»..l.l 
 
 for mc .o avoid the --■y.;'„'™';;„„ „■„//,.. 
 
 ONNALINUA. 
 
 Fron, The PVak, March S. 'SS (Pn'f. OoU.vin SnnihS rafa). 
 
 C„„Wc,acy »°';,'^^-- ."^It^X -^ .""c,;resee. w,.e,c ,„e 
 to the French. He desoiaiea iii y destrovinc; thiir 
 
 ?r:;:"Thr;r:" desolation .hich this mvaslon caused .s 
 rncTdentally but graphically described in the poem :- 
 
 ••At noon they view a blooming v-ale 
 Smiling before the hordes of France; 
 At eve a scowling dark expanse- 
 A blackened land of woe and wail. 
 
 .. War's whirlwind, red with sword and fire. 
 Had left but ashes in its path.— 
 Hamlets and homes in fiery scath 
 Swept flaming into ruin dire. 
 
 .-, ■ cv,„ hv DenonviUe two hundred years ago is the histor- 
 This invasion by L''^"°"^"' . „ McNiutrhton has created a 
 
 ■he (ecliiis: of the whole is refined aiiU 
 'oncon/'i'rmist. 
 
 Bm^^^^^ 
 
 i\: 
 
 i 
 
ONNAUNDA, 
 
 31 
 
 s l'<iper). 
 
 Denonvillc was 
 ; competing tor 
 ish settlements 
 ; great Iroquois 
 and implacable 
 for their hatred, 
 ry with a force 
 s. He directed 
 il nations of the 
 ;tive in hostility 
 lesee, where the 
 destroying their 
 ripened for tiie 
 ,'asion caused is 
 
 nee; 
 
 nd fire, 
 h 
 
 , ago is the histor- 
 jn has created a 
 jrest. The whole 
 
 ;d the admiration of Cap- 
 It for a better theme ; nor 
 if the whole is refiiicJ uiiJ 
 ist. 
 
 period of the French r/c'w^ in America, as Parkman's prose epic s 
 so vividly show, abounds in heroic achievements, daring tdventiires 
 and r.muintic incidents; and it is u matter of surprise that novelists 
 and poets have not more frequently sought in tins treasury lor 
 themes for romance and song. Mr. McNaughton has happily recog- 
 nii'ed the elements of powerful and lasting interest in those conlhcts 
 between the pioneers of France and the native tribes, aiul his pro- 
 duced if not the ideal Indian romance, a romance of undoubted 
 merit and thrilling interest, which does no more than justice to the 
 nobler characteristics of a rapidly disappearing race. We do not 
 know what authority, historical or legendary, he has f.)r the Im. 
 quois princess whom his poem immortalizes; but we arc certain 
 the story which tells how Onnali.uia thwarted the designs ot the 
 French Marquis, detached from his side the English captain and his 
 u dlant band, and averted from her home and people the terrible 
 disasters that elsewhere befell her race, is n.,t destined to speedily 
 pass into oblivion. It has in it so many elements of interest as 
 a story and so much beauty as a poem, that it can scarcely lail to 
 secure a lasting popularity and obtain a high place in literature. 
 
 W ■ do not intend to even outline the St.'ry Mr. McXaughton has 
 told with such power and felicity. So much of its ch.irm depends 
 on the author's easy and graceful versification ; his graphic dt^scrip- 
 tion- his subtle disclosures of character; his ingenuous dialogues 
 and telling situations, that any summary we could make woul. only 
 do the poem injustice. We shall merely endeavor, by a few aii.mst 
 nndom extracts to indicate the style of tne poem, and intro. uce 
 some oi the principal characters that figure in it. The heroine her- 
 self is described as— 
 
 " A winsome girl of native grace 
 And moulded form the coine!iest; 
 Scarce two-and-twenty June!) had kissed 
 
 With breath of rose her charming face- 
 Brunette with crimson tingec and blent 
 
 As if 'neath Saxon face there glowed 
 
 The warm maroon of Indian blood, 
 And stirred a doubt of her descent." 
 
 She was not indeed of pure Indian race ; and perhaps one of the 
 finest passages in the book is that in which she tells to her lover s 
 
 ^ sii^e • I ticile ' it is the best story told in verse : and • Onnalinda ' ha, this .advan- 
 
 .special aptitudes in which he is un=.uri)assed.'-/.cP«rf<'- ToJ>ual J imes. 
 
33 
 
 OXNAUXDA. 
 
 ears the story of licr mutliur. who was not " fi)ri:st hnrn " but camo 
 '• from o'er the sea ;" \Hire /olUms, at some /c/yM, <f,7 extrail from 
 the point. I 
 
 Fiiini her mother, the daughter of a Scottish Earl, Onnahnda had 
 liMiiied iiimlt, so that slie w.is by no means a mere untutored 
 d;ni>;liter of tht; forest. Hut one lesson came to lier when she h.id 
 no longer a mother to counsel and instruct. She learned to love, 
 anil, not knowing if she were loved in return, thus communed with 
 herscll — 
 
 •• Last night — what did he mean to say.' 
 My hand in his he tremulous prest ; 
 1 iie.iifl a tluohhinff witliin iiis breast: 
 ' {foo<i-l)ve,' he faltered and turnerl away, — 
 Hut HI Ins voice and in his eye 
 Was something more than that "(iood-bye.' 
 
 "The white moon shone on his eariKist face 
 As he held my li.mrl, and silent stood. 
 Do men woo thus in a dolesome moorl .' 
 Then a solemn owl may woo with grace ! 
 This man — can he be my father's toe 
 Ami lover ot mine.-' To-night I'll know." 
 
 Onnalinda's tryst with her English lover is graphically described, 
 but llie Indian maiden did not learn what her heart longed to know. 
 .\ warning signal recalled Eben to his camp — 
 
 ••And Eben's heart beat wild and fast. 
 
 Thrilled with the touch of her linger-tips 
 Tli.il tiiigle<l still oil his <|uivering lips, 
 As through the crackling wood he passed. 
 Anil \e.\ed was he at a signal sent, 
 Thwarting his passionate heart's intent." 
 
 Hut < )nnalinda lingered awhile " within the starlit nook " that had 
 been their trysting-place, and gave voice to her disquietude in 
 
 sung — 
 
 " Why art thou calm, O peaceful night ! 
 While in my heart a wild unrest? 
 And thou, () star, why beam so bright. 
 While dark my heart witii doubt opprest.' 
 O star of night ! 
 1 turn to thee ; 
 O calm, calm night. 
 Bring calm to me I" 
 
 ••,... Wc confess tint. i>;irriiig tlic point upon which wo li.ive animach'crted, we are 
 
 charmed with tlif story of Oiinali»c!a I he odours ol the woodland lend an exhilarating 
 
 fre>hncss and vigour not found ia the ordinary novel." — Edinbtir^U Cnurant. 
 
 iVi 
 
ONNALlMPt- 
 
 33 
 
 orii " tint cwrnc 
 HI f.x trail from 
 
 Onnalinria luid 
 11; re untutored 
 r when she had 
 earned to love, 
 ummuned with 
 
 it: 
 ay.— 
 
 l-bye.' 
 
 lace 
 )d. 
 .orl? 
 ce! 
 e 
 wuow." 
 
 cally flescribed, 
 lunged to know. 
 
 tips 
 
 led. 
 
 It." 
 
 nook " that had 
 disquietude in 
 
 )prest ? 
 
 Ehcn Stark, the here, ^f the poem, is a strong. wU-drawn charac- 
 ter, hut Ronald Kent, h.s , -ond and r-mrade, is. in some respeclH. 
 it seems to us. still more Intcr^'stinR and pictur-sque H.. sturdy 
 .,n,.d s.nse. his humour, his skill .,,-1 o.ur.iKe. his loyalty and devo- 
 tion to his friend, are admirably shown in the poem ; whde Uid Story 
 of his own life. a..d his relations with (ihntm^ Star the A «-'"<lu". 
 .naiden. who so abruptly appears on the scene, a-ld nuuh to he 
 .uterest of the narrative, and arc important elements irt the plot <.f 
 he romance. Although ( >Mnalinda and Kben Stark are the k-ad.ng 
 characters. Glinting Star an.l Ronald Kent |.lay nnportanl roUs, and 
 merit a large share of the applause. Glinting Star's appearance on 
 i^ie scene is. as we have said, abrupt and st:utling. Apart altogether 
 fron. the improbability of an Algon.p.in n.aul be.ng, in time ot wai. 
 inthecountrvofthc inveterate enemies of her race, the scene as 
 depicted is n.;t in harmony with what we know of the Indians and 
 Indian modes of lite ; but it is spirited ami dramatic, and will plea.e 
 a class of readers in spite of its unreality. This apparent unreality 
 does m,t arise so much from any improbability in the scene as from 
 the descriptive language which the author here and elsewhere 
 throughout the book uses-language more tilting a romance ol the 
 Old World than one of the New World, more suited to a slot) ot 
 the lilteenth than to one of the seventeenth century. Let us .luotc 
 
 •'^'^^''""= •• A charging steed 
 
 Dashes amid the startled throng ! 
 
 Reined by a maid of bearing IhkI'. 
 
 With fearless hand and ll,i>,liing eye. 
 And Indian tr.ipi)ings round iier thing. 
 Her glinting plumelet bowed and swavert. 
 While charger pranced in proud parade. 
 "What grace of movement and of mien. 
 
 As queen upon her tiirone ol state 
 
 She calmly on her palfrey sate 
 And tranquil viewed the troubled scene. 
 
 "'On yonder hill I lost my way ; 
 1 came from mighty tribe afar ; 
 My c(jmiades lew arc knights of war: 
 We nramed in joust and m t(jr.iv 
 To this sweet dale of Datlodil. 
 
 This morn from camp alone 1 rode. 
 And heedless strayed through fragrant wood. 
 And lost my way. 
 
 animach'crted, we are 
 1(1 [cud an exhiiatating 
 urixnt. 
 
 i.,- JXts ;!i ;:S=X£:£rT7£Tiis^^ 
 
 Manchestrr fouritr. 
 
34 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 We could quote other passages, where the author uses the lan- 
 !.ruagc of inedix'val chivalry to the obvious disadvantage of his- 
 tory ; but we would prefer to give extracts, not to illustrate dciects, 
 ;,ut to exemplify the many beauties of the poem. We have space 
 for only one more— the prayei-song breathed by Onnalinda over 
 iier mother's grave : — 
 
 " Mother, () mother ! on thy breast 
 Thy wearied child again would rest — 
 Thy loving arms around me pressed. 
 
 " Mother. O mother ! dark my way, 
 When from thy grave I lonely stray ; 
 In tears I kneel by thee and pray. 
 
 " Mother, O mother! join to-night 
 Thy prayer with mine for heavenly lij^ht. 
 Oh, dark, so dark ! my path to-night.' 
 
 We cannot more than mention some of the other more important 
 figures in the story; Kawanute, the stately Iroquois Chief, brave, 
 shrewd, and with .v strong sense of humour by no means uncommon 
 in the Indian character; Oonak, the Judas of the Indian race, whose 
 murderous design on Onnalinda was frustrated by Ronald Kent's 
 unerring rifle; Osseolo. 
 
 "The gallant youth whose manly form 
 Ne'er trembled 'neath the battle storm— 
 Whose dark eye dared the fiercest foe, 
 Nor quailed before his bended bow." 
 
 but whose unhappy love for Onnalinda wrung from him signs of 
 sufTeringthat no physical tortures could have forced him to exhibit ; 
 Denonviile's courier, whose finery and foppery afford much amuse- 
 ment ; and Donald, a facetious Scot, one of Captain Stark's follower?. 
 Though " Onnalinda " is a tale of war as well as of love, the reader 
 is askeri to witness no bloodshed except the death of Ooaak at the 
 hands of Ronald Kent. The combat between these two is described 
 with great spirit and animation. 
 
 What was lately urged so strenuously by certain novelists-lhat 'the stoiies have ajl been 
 told'-has manifestly%een ignored by the author of •Onnahnd*.' We tSmk that he ha, 
 hpre iiiven uroof of the possession of that power which prompts him to view w.th complacence 
 The feum of those novelists. . . . ^ven those who read main y for the exh.larati.jn 
 drawn from plot and incident, .is well .is those who search between the lines for :' purpose, wid 
 h,- «atified • it is a new and brilliant romance. Marked qualities in this author are his 
 energy of siyle and his picturesque delineation. He dr.iws a scene by a few dcfi t.-uches 
 brinl.nT clearly to the front those objects only which lend significance.. ... A work 
 whiL^h is destined, we venture to say, to take its place among the best poetic romance! of the 
 time.— 7"A< Ohan Times. 
 
 l\ 
 
lor uses the Ian- 
 advantage of hi& 
 illustrate dciects. 
 We have space 
 Onnalinda over 
 
 "Of all knowledge and mental training, rrading i< the principal means, 
 and rtadinj; aloud iiuelligeiuly the unmistakable sit;n." 
 
 — Kicliarii (iraiit ll'liitv. 
 
 " Reading aloud is in every way advantageous. Fortunately, it is being 
 revived of late years, both at home and in associations." 
 
 —Charles t\ Richardson. 
 
 light, 
 
 t." 
 
 r more important 
 lois Chief, brave, 
 iieans uncommon 
 ndian race, whose 
 by Ronald Kent's 
 
 :n 
 
 )rm — 
 ioe, 
 
 rom him signs of 
 ed him to exhibit ; 
 ford much amuse- 
 ; Stark's followers, 
 of love, the reader 
 h of Ooaak at the 
 36 two is described 
 
 'the stoiies have all been 
 We tSink that he has 
 to view with complacence 
 inly for the exhdaration- 
 e lines for ^ purpose, will 
 i in this author are his 
 e by a fewUcfl ti-uches, 
 
 ficance ^ work 
 
 St poetic romanw'ei of the 
 
 A UNIQUE FEATURE IN ROMANCE. 
 
 Whoever delights. in that useful as well as graceful ac- 
 complishment, reading aloud, will treasure " Onnalinda " 
 as unique among modern romances. Pictured in graphic 
 verse, the rapidly-passing scenes and incidents arouse and 
 sustain the attention alert. Following are extracts from re- 
 ports of public readings: 
 
 " • Onnalinda ' is an epic poem of a high order of merit; captivatinjr 
 
 the attention from the first, and holding it to the end. It ha.s animation, vigor, 
 Ijeauty, and a melodious use of words wedded to tine thought. The whole per- 
 formance at the University was in every way excellent." 
 
 -Toronto Gloht\ Jan. 2S, 'SS. 
 
 " The story of ONNALINDA is charmingly told. The plot is just enough 
 
 involved to add piquancy and interest to the situations Those who heard 
 
 the readings in tlie Convocation hall of the University will recall the singularly 
 felicitOiis versification of this romance." — The Empire, I-eb. 4, 'SS. 
 
 " It is an epic which is at once grand in conception, and full of those 
 
 pathetic and dramatic incidents peculiar to forest romances. The reatler im- 
 personated the native simplicity and romantic incidents in the life of Onnalinda 
 with such power of expression that the audience was entranced, the fascination 
 of the story assisting greatly to that ^nA."— Toronto Mail, Dec. ji, 'S7. 
 
 "In McNaughton's 'Onnalinda' the reader at once secured the interested 
 attention of a very intelligent audience, and kept it with increasing interest to 
 the last line. It is a beautiful and touching story presented with delicate 
 poetic art." — Christian Guardian, Jan. 2j, 'SS. 
 
 " In Mr. McNaughton's ' Onnalinda,' the reader had chosen a tit sub- 
 ject: a poetic romance possessing power, delicacy, and great talent for delinea- 
 tion."— r//<r 7V«y York Herald, May 4, 'S7. 
 
 In McNaughton's graceful and spirited poem the motive is above all suspicion ; and 
 its pleadii^g is as disinterested as it is pleasing and graceful An ingenuous and charm- 
 ing idyl." — The Brighton lleraid. 
 
26 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 It is an interesting tale, with mary strong passages for the reader. It 
 was heartily applauded."- 77/. New York Tribune, April ic), 'S7. 
 
 " Through it all. like a thread of gold, runs an entrancing story of forest 
 chivaio-" and love in colonial times."- T"/;. Xew York Star, Aprtl 2. 'S7. 
 
 ...... As a piece of word-painting ' Onnalinda ' has few equals in the En- 
 glish language."— TA^ Utica Press, Atii,'. Jo, '87. 
 
 The conception of ' Onnalinda ' is original, and the interest aroused at 
 the i,;g;nning grows with the progress of the poem. The character of the who e 
 entertainment was brilliant, refined and elevating. "-67,.. Herald, Au,. 30, S7, 
 
 .•The new poetic romat^e 'Onnalinda' was read before a fashio,|able 
 audience at the Richfield summer theatre to-night .... The loves and adven- 
 tures of the romantic Princess O.naUnda, and the st.rr.ng tnc.dents .n her 
 career, are well fitted to arouse emotional excitement. 
 
 — United Press Despatch. Aug. sg, S7. 
 
 The first public reading in this city of McNaughton's famous work. 
 ■ Onnalinda,' ^^•ill long linger in the memories of those who heard U." 
 
 —Roc/tester Democrat and Chronicle, June sq, 67, 
 
 last evening a distinguished audience greeted the reader, and was 
 held "spell-bound bv the dramatic and finished rending from the picturesque 
 poetic romance. ' Onnalinda.' "-r/<. Daily Saratogian, Sept. ., 87. 
 
 ''■he reading of ' Onnalinda ' was a genuine surprise— a unique enter- 
 tainment .It is a story with more lights than shadows in it ; a succession of 
 idyllic scenes and adventures, full of sunshine ..nd inspiration." 
 ' — Newport Observer, Sept. 24, c>!s- 
 
 A delightful entertainment was given at the Casino (Newport) last 
 evening", consisting of a reading from McNaughton's poetic romance ■Onna- 
 linda.' . . .A more refined and enjoyable entertainment has not been given at 
 Newport this season."— /?«^o« Herald, Sept. iS, '88. 
 
 It is a tale of the forest, of chivalry, of mirthful, happy love-making. 
 ■ 'The ballad of the Burning Ship, of which Eben Stark is the hero is well 
 Adapted for public recitation."- 77;. IVestm inster Review, No. CXXXI. 
 
 famo"^"iory led up to freedom."- 77,. Curt 7our.,..i, No. .9.6. 
 
 ^r^'^htrw^^Sy^f 'li"'-^e^;:Lion. picturesque description, artiniated scenes, 
 impressive ■.,cUon.'--Ulu,trat,d London A ^wi. 
 
 \. 
 
for ihe reader. It 
 
 h 'S7. 
 
 icing story of forest 
 April 2, 'S7. 
 
 V equals in the En- 
 
 i interest aroused at 
 aracter of the whole 
 {eraid, An^'-jo, 'Sj, 
 
 ;fore a fashionable 
 he loves and adven- 
 ng incidents in her 
 
 ch, Aug. 2g, 'Sy. 
 
 hton's famous work, 
 heard it." 
 liV/c', June ag, 'Sy. 
 
 the reader, and was 
 rom the picturesque 
 ft. /, '<?7. 
 
 irise — a unique enter- 
 in it ; a succession of 
 ion." 
 :rver, Sept. 24, SS. 
 
 Casino (Newport) last 
 >etic romance ' Onna- 
 has not been given at 
 
 1, happy love-making, 
 irk is the hero, is well 
 V, A'o. CXXXI. 
 
 «al of the stirring verse of 
 as Mrs. Beecher Stowe's 
 
 rican muse can sing with 
 rbiils the quotation of pas- 
 cription, animated scenes. 
 
 " filessings be with them— and eternal praise. 
 Who gave us nobler loves and nobler cares-;- 
 The Poets, wh.) on c.irth have niade us heirs 
 Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays !" 
 
 J. H. McNAUGHTON. 
 
 — M'ord^worth. 
 
 A .SKETCH OF HIS LIKE AND WORK.S. 
 
 .'ifagazine of Poetry, April, iSSg. 
 
 John Huph iMcNaughton is of Scottish parentage. His lather 
 and mother came from I'erthshire, and settled in Caledonia, New- 
 York ; and there the subject of this sketch was born Jtily i, 1829, 
 and has since resided. His home, mid-way between Caledonia and 
 Avon, in the beautiful Genesee Valley, secluded among the maples 
 and evergreens, is indicative of the poet's retiracy ; and from that 
 charming retreat, with his family and occ.isional literary visitors, 
 he looks out on the busy world serenely and contentedly. 
 
 " 'T is pleasant, thro' the loopholes of retreat, 
 To peep at such a world ; to see the stir 
 Of the great Babel, and not feel the shock," 
 
 Mr. McNaughton's first work was a scientific treatise on music — 
 a subject to which he had devoted much attention, contributing pa- 
 pers to Foreign and American journals, on harmony, rhythm, and 
 kindred subjects. These were germane to the song-writer's art 
 into which he soon entered. Mr. Sheppard, the veteran music-pub- 
 lisher, used to relate an incident that doubtless led the young 
 theorist into song-writing: 
 
 " One morning," says Mr. Sheppard, " I was sitting in the back 
 part of my store, wondering at the sudden influx of music-buyers 
 calling for a certain song sung at a concert the previous evening. I 
 noticed a stranger, quite a tall, slim young man, pacing back and 
 forth with folded arms, between the files of music-buyers and casting 
 furtive glances at the busy clerks. Presently he walked up to me, 
 his steel-blue eyes glittering, and said : 
 
 " ' Will the proprietor tell me what he pays for the MS. of such a 
 song as that those people are buying ? ' 
 
 " ' A good deal,' said I, ' for a song that will make an audience cry 
 
JOilS HUGH AfCNAUGHTOX. 
 
 38 
 
 as that did; but lot mc toll you. youn^ .nan. not ..nc s„„.-ur.,.r in 
 
 A few a^^t^ier I rece.ved a MS. song, the '^-^--^^^ ^^^'^ 
 
 cornev. Yours, etc. J. ^'^If^Z^.^^^o.U.^.on.^nX I 
 -The [iricc, (cniitimlfd Mr. bhcpparoj. 
 
 paid it. and never regretted it. " ..Babble Brooi< 
 
 Mr. McNarigbton. first v»>- ^ J^"-.,, ,„.„„ .bici. 
 
 Many „t Mr. >^^^f'^:;:ZS^^i^^~^^' '''''°"- 
 a ,.benon,ena sueee.. '> ^»f'-» .. ^..^ ..L„ve a. Hume." an 
 
 ■. laii.ic True. " .^s » c W ei t .1 tiaj b> , , „.,;i. 
 
 iaS^rus^:r:^-.::^""v:s.er>s.,ed.„.ta. 
 
 „„ var,.,„s subjects. 0,,e o< --^P^/^'J^' Jl',', ' clment. or 
 
 v.,.«»M a.,,,,,,, or u^^^ a^^^ 
 
 itsencctMnL-vboucncrc „,„ glad to find everybody is 
 
 t^:fZ Slib^Lb',::' TMcNaugLn's artiCe in n, ^.. 
 
 %ts:a:ors;sr.b...bicb.be.i,u 
 
 ;,ated American edition has been lately .ssued. 
 
 
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 d out (<l th'; store. 
 
 i-ritins 'J^ which 1 
 
 lat other sonii ol 
 
 is marked in the 
 
 outrageous, but 1 
 
 " Babble Brook 
 the poems %vhich 
 r printed in " Final 
 • Yoiu poems have 
 ks as I read them." 
 sic form have won 
 " " Belle Mahone." 
 ,ove at Home," an 
 
 He has also writ- 
 icl, issued sMUulta- 
 
 ng Reviews articles 
 i Red Man." in T/ie 
 luch comment. Of 
 , wrote thus brt)adly 
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 irticle in T/t^ IVme- 
 
 'ill doubtless be best 
 ich has already won 
 \ of which an illus- 
 
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ONNALINDA. 
 
 PATRONS OF THE GUINEA EDITION. 
 
 (At'TOGKArilH IN >'AC-BI1ULK.) 
 
 
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 Earl of Roseberry. 
 
 Sir William V. Harcourt. 
 
 Sir Henry James, 
 
 Earl of Derby. 
 
 The Duke of Argyll. 
 
 H. R. H. Princess Louise. 
 
 Lord Tennyson, 
 
TION. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 PATRONS OF THE GUINEA EDITION. 
 
 (ArTtMIHAfUH IN rAr-HlMILK.) 
 
 
 Hon. J. R. Lowell. 
 Lord Houghton. 
 Earl Uufferin. 
 Earl Granville. 
 Marquis of Hartington. 
 Lord Kimberly. 
 Duke of Norfolk. 
 
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 ONNALINDA. 
 
 PATRONS OF THE EDITION DE LUXE. 
 
 (AUTliKRAI'HS 1N.FA(-SIMI1.B,) 
 
 
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 ^ /^ ^^ 
 
 
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 Mrs. John J. Astor. 
 Mrs. James C. Ayer. 
 Mrs. Paran Stevens. 
 Mrs. D. O. Mills. 
 Mrs. Bryce Gray. 
 Mrs. C. R. Agnew. 
 Mrs. Russell Saoe. 
 Mrs. R. L. Stuart. 
 Mrs. H. Nictor Newcomb. 
 
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 ■^«rf'%«4i-***»rt»-i?r-;*ii»!*^»«S&d^<a^-. 
 
E LUXE. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 PATRON? OF THE EDITION DE LUXE. 
 
 (AIITOC.RAI'MS IN KAC.-SIMII.E.) 
 
 
 Mrs. Frances F. Cleveland, 
 Mrs. VanRensselaer Cruger. 
 Mrs. Paul Dahlgren. 
 Mrs. Pierre Lorillard. 
 Mrs. M. E. W. Sherwood. 
 Mrs. Edward Delafield. 
 Mrs. Wm. B. Dinsmore. 
 Mrs. Hicks Lord. 
 
38 
 
 ONA'ALLVDA. 
 
 ' A pleasant book— what n delightful comrade !— ^o quiet, 
 so thoughtful ; an>»criiig all our impertinent questions Imt 
 abking none '.—Lard Kanm. 
 
 .... The writers tlietnselves are hi<l, inaccessible, 
 solitary ; but the thought which they do not uncover to their 
 bosom friend is written out in transparent words to us. 
 
 — Kai/'h M'aldo Emerson. 
 
 ONNALINDA. 
 
 Extract from the A'. Y. Com. Advertiser s (Aug. ji, 'Ss) London Letter. 
 
 " . , . , Talking of books and Americans, I have before me a book 
 which is making a sensation in this country. It is Onnahnda, a 
 romance, by J, H. McNaughton, who, I beUeve, is a native of New 
 York. Most astonishing stories are told of this work. One is, that 
 upward of four thousand subscribers have already been obtained for 
 it in England alone. The London press, up to the present, seem 
 unanimous in its praise. John Bright has written a long letter about 
 it. I shall dip into the book in time for my next letter. Here, in 
 the meantime, are extracts from the letter of Mr. Bright : [The let- 
 ter is given in full elsewhere — see p. 29.] It would almost appear as 
 if the " Onnalinda " of J, H. McNaughton were to become in its way 
 a kind of " Uncle Tom's Cabin," as far as a bona fide mission is con- 
 cerned ; for it cannot, I expect, be so popular as Mrs. Stowe's book, 
 seeing the price it is sold at — a guinea a volume. So far is I am now 
 able to judge, the poem is Byronic in form, with Byron's swing and 
 and lire, and a point and piquancy all its own." 
 
 "... .Following the adventures of the Princess Onnalinda, we are quickened 
 by a healthful exhilaration — we breathe the fresh air from the breezy heiglit.s and 
 balmy glens of this forest romance." — Glasgow Herald. 
 
 "....The romance of ' Onnalinda' will entitle Mr. McNaughton to a good 
 place among modern poets. It is well conceived and beautifully executed. 
 There is a naturalness and ease which run through it and make it interesting 
 and attractive. "- -Stirling Journal. 
 
 "... .In this forest idyl the poet-romancer himself seems captivated by the 
 charms of his ideal heroine, llie Princess Onnalinda — ' her dark eyes' lustrous 
 glance,' and ■ the opulent curve of her crimson lips '... .Though the glades 
 beyond us echo with the fierce feud of rivals, we involuntarily follow the for- 
 tunes of the lovely nymph through ' woodland paths and scented dales.' " 
 
 — The Bury Guardian. 
 
 "... .Campbell and Longfellow are the only po thus far who have touclied 
 the subject worthily. We are glad to welcome ^, new poet in this romantic 
 field, introducing to us the charming Onnalinda, one of the most engaging per- 
 sons of that inleresling era. . . .The lorgnettes of literary circlus no doubt will 
 soon be turned towards this fascinating Princess." — Tlu: Scotsman. 
 
-<> quiet, 
 ions ImU 
 
 cessible, 
 ■ to their 
 
 f) London Letter. 
 
 before me a book 
 ; is Onnalind.'i, a 
 a native of New 
 )rk. One is, that 
 been obtained for 
 he present, seem 
 L long letter about 
 , letter. Here, in 
 Bright : [The let- 
 almost appear as 
 become in its way 
 ie mission is con- 
 [rs. Stowe's book, 
 lO far IS I am now 
 Jyron's swing and 
 
 la, we are quickened 
 le breezy heiglits and 
 
 Naughton to a good 
 eautifully executed. 
 \ make it interesting 
 
 ns captivated by the 
 ;r dark eyes' lustrous 
 . Though the glades 
 ;arily follow the for- 
 ;nted dales.' " 
 'e Bury Guardian. 
 
 ar who have touched 
 oet in this romantic 
 J most engaging per- 
 ;ii(,l<js no doubt \\ ill 
 iotsiiiai! . 
 
 The Old Songs 
 
 AND 
 
 The New. 
 
 "... The song from beginning to end 
 I found again iu the heart of a friend." 
 
 _H. W, LONCFBLLOW. 
 
[These copyright songs are here inserted by special per- 
 mission of Messrs. Pond & Co., New York, and Messrs. 
 Ditson & Co.. Boston, proprietors of the copyrights.] 
 
jer- 
 
 srs. 
 
 BLOW! BLOW! THOU WINTRY 
 BLAST. 
 
 " Blow ! blow, thou winter wind." 
 
 —Shakspeart. 
 
 I. 
 
 Blow ! blow, thou wintry blast ! 
 
 She heeds thee not, safe under the snow ; 
 Deaf to the howling world at last 
 
 Under the snow — low, low. 
 The world she met, and the world it frowned ; 
 And she trembling hid in the icy ground. 
 
 Pale, pale she grew 'nealh frown and woe 
 
 And in fear »he hid 'neath the drifting snow. 
 
 II. 
 
 Frown ! frown, thou cruel fate ! 
 
 Sweet dreams are hers a-dreaming below. 
 Smite her, canst thou, with frown and hate 
 
 Under the snow ? No ! No ! 
 She feels no more of thy hate or love, 
 As cold and white as the drift above ! 
 Come not, O world ! with tears to drown 
 This flower that withered beneath thy frown. 
 Blow ! blow, thou wintry blast ! 
 
 She heeds thee not, safe under the snow ; 
 Deaf to the >• owling world at last 
 Under the snow— low, low. 
 
 LOVE AT HOME. 
 
 There is beauty all around 
 
 When there's love at home ; 
 There is joy in every sound 
 
 When there's love at home ! 
 Peace and plenty here abide 
 Smiling sweet on every side — 
 Time doth softly, sweetly glide 
 When there's love at home. 
 
 Kindly heaven smiles above 
 
 When there's love at home ; 
 All the earth is filled with love 
 When there's love at home ! 
 Sweeter sings the brooklei by. 
 Brighter beams the azure sky— 
 Oh ! there's One who smiles ■m high 
 When there's love at home. 
 
 ■-S*- 
 
THE OLD SONGS 
 
 THE DOOR AJAR. 
 
 The summers come — the summers go— 
 
 They fly unhecdeil past my door ; 
 One star in heaven is all I know — 
 
 On it I gaze forevermore ! 
 The sun may gild the clouds with gold, 
 
 Beyond them still I gaze afar 
 To one who flew to Heaven's fold, 
 
 And left for me the door ajar, 
 
 I heed no more the blossoms fall 
 
 Nor listen when the robins sing, — 
 I only hear a sweet voice call : 
 
 " Come upward to the Endless Spring ! ' 
 I wander o'er the meadows green 
 
 But only see the Blue Afar, 
 Where my sweet own hath entered in 
 
 And left for ine the door ajar. 
 
 BELLE MAHONE. 
 
 Soon beyond the harbor bar 
 Shall my bark be sailing far, — 
 O'er the world I wander lone. 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahone. 
 O'er thy grave I weep good-bye, 
 Hear, oh hear my lonely cry, 
 O without thee what am I, 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahoae ? 
 
 Chorus. 
 Sweet Belle Mahone ! 
 Sweet Belle Mahone I 
 Wait for me at Heaven's gate, 
 Sweet Belle Mahone ! 
 
 Lonely like a withered tree. 
 What is all the world to me ? 
 Life and light were all in thee, 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahone. 
 Daisies pale are growing o'er 
 All my heart can e'er adore. 
 Shall I meet thee nevermore. 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahone ? 
 
 Calmly, sweetly slumber on, 
 (Only one I call my own !) 
 VVhile in tears I wander lone, 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahone. 
 Faded now seems ev'ry thing. 
 But when comes elernul spring, 
 With thee I'll be wandering. 
 
 Sweet Belle Mahone ! 
 
AND THE NKir. 
 
 ONNALINDAS SONG. 
 
 I. "• 
 
 43 
 
 Calm as the night 
 
 Was heart of mine, 
 Lulled in the light 
 
 Of day's decline. 
 No breezes stirred 
 
 The folded wing 
 Of dreaming bird 
 
 Soft slumbering, 
 Like heart of mine — 
 O heart of mine ! 
 
 Love came and broke 
 
 The slumber deep — 
 The bird awoke 
 
 From happy sleep, 
 Ruffled its wing 
 
 In wild unrest — 
 A cruel sting 
 
 Was in its breast, 
 Like heart of mine — 
 O heart of mine ! 
 
 WITHOUT THE CHILDREN. 
 
 " Ah ! what would the world be to us 
 If the children were no more ? 
 We should dread the desert behind us 
 Worse than the dark before." 
 
 —LongJeUovi. 
 
 I. 
 
 O the wearr solemn silence 
 
 Of a house without the children — 
 
 O the strange, oppressive stillness 
 
 Where the children come no more ! 
 Ah ! the longing of the sleepless 
 For the soft arms of the children — 
 Ah ! the longing for the faces 
 
 Peeping thro' the opening door — 
 
 Faces gone forevermore ! 
 
 IL 
 
 Strange, so strange to wake at midnight 
 And not hear the children breathing- 
 Only the weary clock a-ticking, 
 
 Ticking, ticking by the door 
 
 Strange to see the little dresses 
 Hanging there thro' all the morning. 
 And the slippers— ah ! their patter 
 
 We shall hear it nevermore 
 
 On our mirth-forsaken floor ! 
 
 III. 
 What is home without the children ? 
 'T is the earth without its verdure. 
 And the sky without the sunshine. . . 
 
 Life is withered to the core. 
 So we'll leave this dreary desert, 
 And we'll follow the Good Shepherd 
 To the green pastures vernal 
 
 Where the lambs have gone before— 
 With the Shepherd evermore ' 
 
THE OLD SONGS 
 
 THE GRANGER MAIDEN. 
 
 "'Cusha! ciish.i! msha ! ' calling, 
 Kar away 1 heard her sung. " 
 
 —Jgan Ingetcnv, 
 
 The meadow l)ar was down, 
 
 The kine they were far away ; 
 Calling so low — tender and low — 
 Sweetly 1 heard her say : 
 
 "Co" boss! Co" boss! Co' boss!" 
 
 Then up from the meadow the kine they gaze 
 As softer, and lower, and sweeter she says : 
 " Co' boss I Co' boss ! 
 Co' boss!" 
 
 "I'll call the kine," said I, 
 
 But she only smiled so coy ; 
 Gayly I call — merrily call — 
 Just like a hearty boy : 
 
 " Co' boss ! Co' boss ! Co' boss I " 
 
 But never a look would the kine give me 
 Till softer, and gentler, and sweeter sang she : 
 " Co' boss ; Co' boss ! 
 Co' boss ! 
 
 That lovely morn of June 
 
 Has flown, yet in dreams I hear 
 Calling so low — tender and low — 
 Calling as thro' a tear ; 
 
 "Co" boss ! Co' boss ! Co' boss ! " 
 
 Then visions of youth, so bright, so dear, 
 Come back from that June, as that song I hear : 
 ' ' Co' boss ! Co boss ! 
 Co' boss!" 
 
 WHEN THE PALE MOON. 
 
 When the pale, pale moon arose last night 
 
 Its cold light fell on my silent floor. 
 And I thought of a face so pure and white, 
 
 That vanished in years that will come no more. 
 O pale, sweet face — sweet face ! I said. 
 
 Come, sit by the window still as of yore ; 
 O pale, sweet face, so dear — and dead ! — 
 
 Come, look from the moon on my silent floor. 
 
 And a voice I heard — Oh sweet and dear ! — 
 
 That hushed the stir of ';he rustling bough : 
 From my window in heaven I lean, I hear. 
 
 The moonlight I see on thy pale, pale brow.' 
 O pale, sweet face — sweet face I I said, 
 
 Come sit by the window evermore ! 
 Look down, dear eyes, so long, long fled. 
 
 Come look from the moon on my silent floor — 
 
 Silent, silent forevermore ! 
 
AND THE A'Kir. 
 
 AS WE WENT A-HAYING. 
 
 (;e(jri)1E and I. 
 
 I. 
 
 The robins %\mf, their sweetesi song 
 As I went tripping; the fields among, 
 And all things over the world smiled cheerily 
 "I'ween the shine and gloaming. 
 Said I to Geordie raking hay ; 
 " Why look so sad, so sad lo-day ? " 
 
 Said he ; " There's something 1 would say 
 If you'll go with me roaming ! " 
 
 The robins sung their sweetest song 
 As we went tripping the fields among, 
 And all things over the world smiled cheerily 
 'Tween the shine and gloaming. 
 
 II. 
 
 Says Geordie : " Every bird you spy 
 Sings ' sweetheart ' gaily, but none have I, 
 And all things merrily sing so cherrily 
 While 1 am lonely haying I " 
 Says I . " / '11 turn the hay with you." 
 Says he : " And be my ' sweetheart ' too ?" 
 My answer I'll not tell you. 
 But forth we went a-haying ! 
 
 The robins sing their sweetest song 
 As we go tripping the fields among, 
 And we join merrily, singing cheerily 
 As we go a-haying ! 
 
 4S 
 
 "MY BOY I "—A SOLDIER'S MOTHER. 
 
 I'm weary of gazing into the dark — 
 
 O the dreary night ! O the silent street ! 
 I start when I hear the watch-dog bark. 
 
 And I trembling hark for the sound of feet. 
 My boy!— will he come to-night to me ? 
 I strain my eyes in the dark to see,— 
 
 Through the night so dreary, dreary ! 
 Gazing south, tbro' the mist, till my eyes grow dim, 
 1 sit by the window awaiting for him .... 
 
 O the night so weary, weary 1 
 
 Does he dream, as he lies by his camp-fire low, 
 
 How I watch and wait for my boy to come? 
 When he paces his lonely rounds in the snow 
 
 Does he long for the blazing hearth at home ? 
 O what if he's sentry this night so bleak. 
 And the chill wind freezing the tear on his cheek 
 
 Through the drifting night so dreary, dreary! 
 —Gazing south, in the dark, till her eyes grow dim 
 She sits by the window awaiting for him, 
 
 Through the night so weary, weary! 
 
WILLIAM A. POND Sc CO., 
 
 PUBLISHERS AND IMPORTERS 
 — (IK — 
 
 AMERICAN AND FOREIGN MUSIC. 
 
 Sole Agents in the United States for Messrs. Boosey & Co., Lon- 
 don, and Messrs Schuberth & Co., Leipgic. 
 
 V. GABRIEL'S SONGS. 
 
 Undir the Palms. Key of 1). (C sharp to F.) $0.40 
 
 Be Thou Near Me. Key of A flat. (I) to A flat.) 40 
 
 When The Pale Moon. 15 flat, minor. (B flat to E.) 40 
 
 You'll Not Be Long Away. Key of C. (C to E.) 35 
 
 Under the Snow. C minor. (B to E flat.) 50 
 
 Coming Bye-and-Bye. Key of A. (C sharp to F.) 40 
 
 Captive Poet. E. flat. (I) to G flat.) 50 
 
 There 's but one Sweet Song. D. (D to G.) 50 
 
 Eileen. Key of D. (D to F sh.irp.) 50 
 
 White Dove. Key of E. (A to F sharp.) 4° 
 
 Door Ajar. Key of B flat. (D to G.) 40 
 
 The above copyright songs, i.ssued simultaneously in London anil New York, 
 are tlie joint work of the American lyric poet J. H. McNaughton and the 
 English composer V. Gabriel. 
 
 "V. Giibriel's special gift consists in .-» genuine and unaffected feehn^ for the picturesque. 
 Kverything from the pen of this composer shows .-» spontaneity of ideas. '—London Saturday 
 Rrvifiv. 
 
 " Few songs are as good as those in which V. Gabriel and J. H. McNaughton have joml 
 authoistiip. Kew write poetry more perfectly adapted to music than he."— .S/»-/«^_/Jc/<^(Mass.) 
 Republican. 
 
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 "ONNALINDA" 
 
 at publishers' prices, viz. : — 
 
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 "Culture io to know the best that has been thought and Mud 
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 that end is necessary in our reading. -Matthew Arnoia. 
 
 Announcement. 
 
 ONNALINDA, 
 
 PUBLISHED BY KEQAN PAUL, TRENCH & CO., PATERNOSTER SQUARE, LONDON. 
 
 Caledonia, New York; The Reprint Company. 
 
 A New Edition ok - Onnalinda " is ncnv issued at a popular 
 price. It is printed from the same plates and with the same illustrations 
 as the edition de luxe, and, excepting' a less mari^in 0/ page, it rivals that 
 costly edition. The work has 230 pages, faultlessly printed from the De 
 
 Vinne plates. .. 
 
 Confident that n^ery person of culture, whether in mansion or cot tag, 
 will desire to cmn a copy of this most charming story oj the time, the 
 Publishers have made a special effort to make this edition as admirable 
 as the moderate price will permit. 
 
 This superb book is not only for the delight of a Holiday season- 
 
 " A thing of hcauiy i- a joy torevi-r," 
 
 and the story of Onnalinda, we venture to say, will be of abiding in- 
 terest and delight. 
 
 •• ' Onnalinda' is magnificently i.rovided for; everythinR is here to 
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