storation of the old state of things. On all sides he heard this discussed, represented, proved. It overwhelmed his heart; it left him no rest! Not yet had matters reached the point the adversaries desired! The great German nation would not be sent back like some naughty but improving child, to submission, passiveness and obedience. They had gone through too much already, and had gained too much power in themselves; for years the fermentation had been going on in the popular mind. He did not believe in the possibility of a reaction; he felt like one who knows there is a fire in his parent's house, or who hears that thieves are breaking into the dwelling of some beloved friend and carrying away the sacred treasures. The individual man cannot help much; he did not deceive himself in this respect; but nevertheless he felt impelled to go; he could not bear to sit at ease at the wellspread table among foreigners, eating and drinking his fill, and conversing or disputing with them over the labours and experiences of his own people. His conscience would not allow him to do it; he would use his arms, perhaps his judgment; and if nothing else were possible, if he could not attack the foe, he would at least have attempted to do so, and would achieve it at last.

The Englishmen who in their self-conscious security carry their heads high as a political nation, were astonished at what they heard from Johannes. They had thought that the German of our own day really needs no fatherland, only oneness in language and in supremacy of mind; that. the greatness of the German lay in the boldness of abstract thought, that is alarmed at no inductions. The German mind had indulged in such subtile speculations upon itself and its nature, in various pamphlets and papers, that the English scholar was not to be blamed when he regarded the German as an element of culture like the old Greeks, who, having perished as a political nation, still ever retained their importance for the world in general. Johannes now showed himself to be a German in heart and soul, to whom the Fatherland signified nothing less than England to the Englishman; and with emotion the leader of the expedition gave him his discharge, and saw him on board a vessel lying in the harbour ready to sail for London. The advantages which he left behind were too apparent for any one not to esteem the earnestness of his feelings. His property and possessions were limited to a small sum which he had put aside from his salary during the journey; but his manuscripts, which he intended to

arrange during the voyage, entitled him to some expectations. He was to take over letters and papers to the scientific society in London. The scholar, who wished well to Johannes, had in one paper drawn special attention to his journals, and had recommended them for translation and publication.

CHAPTER II.

IN LONDON.

It was in the November of the year 1849 that the vessel entered the East India Docks, and Johannes once more landed in London. Even on the way his enthusiasm had flagged and had lost its energy. At the Cape, while the vessel had stopped to take in water, he had found newspapers up to a late date; and from the daily articles he could gather much as to the events and circumstances befalling his own nation. He found none but English papers there; but he felt himself pained and hurt by what he read, and by the remarks of the writer, which formed a sort of chorus for the explanation of the great drama. He read of the Judas kiss at Friedericia, of the street tumult at Dresden, and of the bloody revolt at Baden. Prussian troops were the executioners of their own brothers! In Vienna, the Croats were the restorers of repose and order; Hungary lay at the feet of the emperor. In France the fear of a reign of terror had long utterly crushed

all freedom. The dread name of Napoleon again appeared, and passed from lip to lip. In Berlin, hypocrisy was carried to the very altar raised to liberty in the fear and distress of the time. Nothing was to have progress or endurance which had been based on the will or the elevation of the people. Johannes read how the English minister had refused to recognise the black and red and gold flag, and had likened it to that of a pirate which had no right of nations on the seas; and once this very flag had headed the hosts of the empire! Was this the end of the great movement of the time? It is a law of history,' thought Johannes, that what is to endure does not at the outset obtain form and vitality. The cannon-ball alone goes straight through and strikes at its goal.'

In Schleswig Holstein, however, the people were still in arms, and the duchies still held faithfully together. The helpers and protectors of the German league had withdrawn; the other side of the river was no federal land with Germany, but the duchies might perhaps issue victoriously from the conflict, and diplomacy would have easier work in definitely arranging affairs with Denmark. The duchies weather the storm, like sailors who, on some clumsy and leaking vessel, stuff up the