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Professor Rupert Jones adds the following : 

 " We deeply regret the recent death of the talented 

 young naturalist Mr. N. Laurence Austen, F.L.S., 

 &c., who favoured us with this note on the Beindeer, 

 and with the sketch of the Glutton. 



" He died, on August 9, from concussion of the 

 brain, caused by a fall from his horse ; and his 

 sorrowing friends see the promise of a useful life of 

 observation and research sadly cut off by his 

 sudden death. 



EDITOR, Reliq. Aquit." 



Mrs. Austen writes : " My dear son often said that 

 Mr. Keble's lines were a perfect picture of Norwegian 

 mountains and their influences " : 



Where is Thy sacred haunt,, eternal Voice, 



The region of Thy choice, 

 Where, undisturbed by sin or earth, the soul 



Owns Thy entire control ? 

 'Tis on the mountain summit, dark and high, 



When storms are hurrying by : 

 ; Tis mid the strong foundations of the earth, 



Where torrents have their birth. 



No sounds of earthly toil ascending there 



Mar the full burst of prayer ; 

 Lone Nature feels that she may freely breathe, 



While round us and beneath 



