242 THE CHARMS OF COUNTRY LIFE. served, because if the outburst did not take place exactly on the edge of the sun, as was assumed, there would be some foreshortening ; and if this were the case the above velocity would be too low. But take it as it is, and con- sider if the speed of motion was so enormous at the end of the flight, where the motive-force was expending itself, what must it have been at the outset? An approximate estimate, which is certainly too low, shows it to have been sufficient to cast any matter denser than mere gas beyond the sphere of the sun’s attraction right away into space. Such denser matter is reasonably supposed to be ejected, along with the hydrogen, from the regions near the sun’s surface which are occupied by metallic vapours ; and it has been suggested that meteors may be particles of matter thus ejected, a suggestion that is borne out by some chemical characteristics of meteorites which evidence their probable formation under such conditions as would exist in the case of a solar eruption like that we have been considering. And again, the streaming luminosities seen during solar eelipses, and which form the most mysterious part of the corona, may possibly, Professor Young sug- gests, “find their origin and explanation in such events.” Upon the nature of the stupendous force which pro- duces the ejections, we can form no satisfactory idea. One student of the phenomena, fully qualified to form an opinion thereupon—if observation can give such a qualifi- cation—suggests that the repulsion may have an electrical origin; another equally qualified theorist would regard the ejections more in the nature of volcanic eructations. There appears indeed to be a connexion between the eruptions and solar spots; we might hence suppose the spots to be the orifices from which the discharges take place; but this does not seem to be the case, and what the actual relation may be has yet to be established. Besides the impelling outward force that produces the jets, and plumes, and glowing fountains, there are clearly other forces at work above the solar surface, manifested by the distortions and convolutions which the ejected thongs of flame exhibit. Those would appear to be of the nature of currents like our winds, sometimes acting gently and continuously in one direction, and at other times furiously, producing cyclones and tornadoes upon an enormous scale. Every thing upon the sun takes place upon a solar scale of grandeur thoroughly to appreciate which we have need of powers of conception almost superhuman. It was anticipated that this explosion would be answered on the earth by a disturbance of the magnetic needle, because a strange outburst that occurred on the sun in 1859, to which the recent one was probably analogous, was synchronous with an extraordinary deflection which was common to all the needles in the magnetic observa- tory at Greenwich. The registers were inspected with a view to detecting a repetition of the coincidence, but though they showed that there was a general disturbance of the needles upon the day in question (Sept. 7), there was no striking dislocation exactly coincident, as in 1859, with the solar eruption. There was, however, a fine display of aurora borealis in the evening of the same day, and, as we explained in an article on that phenomenon in our May (1871) number, these displays appear to be related to magnetic perturbations on the earth and surface disturbances on the sun. Whether the aurora was in the instance before us a response to the solar paroxysm THE CHARMS OF COUNTRY LIFE. TRANSLATED FROM HORACE, EPODES II. 2. A CITY BANKER’S SOLILOQUY. “ Hx’s blest who, far from commerce and its ways, Like men of ancient days, With his own teams paternal acres tills, Stranger to bonds and bills. No ruthless trumpet summons him to arms, No raging sea alarms. He shuns the Forum and those gates of pride Where men in power reside. So is he free to bid the well-grown vine Her poplar spouse entwine ; So pruning out each worthless branch and shoot, To graft a finer fruit. His lowing herds in winding vale that stray From far he can survey ; Now honey drain in cleanly pots to keep, Now shear his helpless sheep. Ever as autumn rears above the ground His head with fruitage crown’d, His pears he gladly plucks, and grapes that vie With robe of royal dye, Tributes to thee Priapus’, and to thee, Guard of his boundary °. He loves neath antique oak repose to take, On close-grown turf to make His couch, twixt steepy banks while glides the flood, Birds twitter in the wood, And brawling brook-fed from the brimming well Lulls him with slumbrous spell. But when mid pouring rains and drifting snows, | Jove bids the year to close, | He drives the savage boar by dogs beset Headlong against the net; Or for the greedy thrush his finer threads On treacherous twigs he spreads ; Or traps the stranger * crane and timorous hare, Right welcome to the snare. Who mid such scenes but must forgetful prove Of pangs that torture love ? But if chaste wife were mine my home to share; For children sweet to care ; (Like fleet Apulian’s spouse with sun-brown’d face, Or Sabine’s softer grace) To pile the hearth soon as her lord returns With wood that brightest burns ; To drain the stores their udders that distend From goats in wattles penn’d ; 1 The garden god. 2 Horace names Silvanus: we do not know why. Ter- remains to be proved, or disproved, by the analogous cases | minus was the boundary god "| which will surely present themselves in the future. 3 As being a migratory bird.