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It is not necessary to occupy space with large quotations. The 

 reader who enters into the true feeling of this genuine song of the 

 New World, will find himself borne along with something of the 

 exhilarating pleasure with which it may perchance have been his 

 fortune to glide down some of our great rivers in an Indian's birch 

 canoe; and will not willingly pause till he reaches the beautiful 

 closing scene of Hiawatha's departure. Hiawatha, like the Arthur 

 of the Britons, or the Barbarossa of Germany, is to come again. But 

 now he has waved his farewell, launched his canoe, and whispered to 



it "westward!" 



"And the evening sun descending 

 Set the clouds on fire with redness, 

 Left upon the level water 

 One long track and trail of splendour, 

 Down whose stream, as down a river, 

 Westward, westward, Hiawatha 

 Sailed into the purple vapors, 

 Sailed into the dusk of evening. 



And the people from the margin 

 Watched him floating, rising, sinking, 

 Till the birch-canoe seemed lifted 

 High into that sea of splendor, 

 Till it sank into the vapors 

 Like the new moon, slowly, slowly 

 Sinking in the purple distance. 



And they said : Farewell forever ! 

 Said: Farewell, Hiawatha! 

 And the forests, dark and lonely, 

 Moved through all their depths of darkness, 

 Sighed: Farewell, Hiawatha! 

 * * * * 



Thus departed Hiawatha, 

 Hiawatha the beloved, 

 In the glory of the sunset, 

 In the purple mists of evening, 

 To the regions of the homj-wind, 

 Of the Northwest wind Keewaydin, 

 To the Islands of the Blessed, 

 To the Kingdom of Ponemah, 

 To the laud of the Hereafter !" D. W. 



What is Technology? — An Inaugural Lecture. By George Wilson, 

 M.D., E.R.S.E , Regius Professor of Technology, Edinburgh Uni- 

 versity. Edinburgh, Sutherland & Knox. 1855. 

 During the past year a new chair has been established in the 



University of Edinburgh, viz., that of Technology, to which Dr. 



