Art and Science 



the fairies, who used to lock up their sleeping 

 beauties in impenetrable thickets, now leave 

 them in the most public places they can find, 

 as knowing that they will there most certainly 

 escape notice. Look at De Hooghe ; look at 

 " The Pilgrim's Progress," or even Shakespeare 

 himself how long they slept unawakened, 

 though they were in broad daylight and on 

 the public thoroughfares all the time. Look 

 at Tabachetti, and the masterpieces he left at 

 Varallo. His figures there are exposed to the 

 gaze of every passer-by ; yet who heeds them ? 

 Who, save a very few, even know of their 

 existence ? Look again at Gaudenzio Ferrari, 

 or the " Danse des: Paysans," by Holbein, to 

 which I ventured to call attention in the 

 Universal Review. No, no ; if a thing be in 

 Central Africa, it is the glory of this age to 

 find it out; so the fairies think it safer to 

 conceal their proteges under a show of open- 

 ness ; for the schoolmaster is much abroad, 

 and there is no hedge so thick or so thorny 

 as the dulness of culture. 



It may be, again, that ever so many years 



hence, when Mr. Darwin's earth-worms shall 



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