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and in 1634 his "Mercurius Botanicus," an account of a journey through Oxford to Bath and Bristol, and back by Southampton, the Isle of Wight, and Guildford, made with the professed design to investigate rare plants. This interesting tour, which occupied only twelve days, he describes in elegant Latin, and mentions the agreeable reception they met with among their medical acquaintance. There is a description of the garden of Mr. George Gibbs, a surgeon at Bath, who had made a voyage to Virginia; and also a small dissertation on the baths of Bath. This publication was followed in 1641 by an account of a similar tour in Wales. Johnson was among the earliest (if not the first) botanists who visited Wales and Snowdon for the purpose of investigating botanical rarities. It may be mentioned, that all these very pleasing and curious "Opuscula" of Johnson were reprinted in a small 4to. by Mr. T. S. Ralph in 1848.

In the civil wars, Johnson's zeal for the royal cause led him into the army, in which he greatly distinguished himself, and the University of Oxford, in consideration of his merit and learning, added to that of his loyalty, conferred on him the degree of Doctor in Medicine, May 9, 1643. He held the commission of lieutenant-colonel, and at the siege of Basing House, on the 14th of September, 1644, he received a shot in the shoulder, of which he died in a fortnight after.

Johnson's great work, the new edition of Gerard's Herbal, very much enlarged and amended by Thomas Johnson, Citizen and Apothecary of London," appeared in 1633, folio, London, for Islip and Norton; also 1636. Gaspard Bauhin's " Pinax Theatri Botanici," published in 1623, and which was a complete. key to the botanical knowledge of the day, shortened the labour of consulting preceding authors. Dr. Pulteney tells us what Johnson has done to Gerard's work, and how Haller declared that Johnson's was "dignum opus, et totius rei herbariæ, eo ævo notæ compendium." "In about twelve pages he has prefixed a concise, candid, and judicious account of the most material writers on the subject, from the earliest ages to the time in which he wrote; concluding with a particular account of his own work, from its origin in Dr. Priest's translation. After this follows a table, pointing out with great precision all his additions; by which we learn that he enriched the work with more than eight hundred plants not in Gerard, and upwards of seven hundred figures, besides innumerable corrections. By procuring the same cuts that Gerard used (to which a considerable accession had

been made), and by having some new blocks cut, his work contained a greater number of figures than any herbal extant; the whole amounting to 2,717. He informs us, in an apology for not inserting his additional matter in the edition of 1636, that he intended to travel throughout the kingdom in search of the more rare plants, and afterwards to comprise all his discoveries in an appendix."1 Dr. Pulteney is unable to inform us when Johnson was born, so we cannot determine his age at the time of his death. His literary activity, however, seems to have been great, as, besides his botanical works, he found time to translate the works of the celebrated French surgeon, Ambrose Parey, which were published, according to Lowndes, in folio, 1634, according to Pulteney, 1643,-but I have never seen the volume.

With these notices of Lobel, Gerard, and Johnson we must close the present paper, though there are names mentioned in Pulteney's History which might be interesting to the student. They are merely those of Johnson's associates in his simpling expeditions, and some who afforded him assistance in his work, -two of whom we shall meet with hereafter, namely, John' Parkinson and John Tradescant the elder. We will only add that a good copy of "Johnson's Gerard" is an enviable volume to possess in the botanist's library.

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2 Johnson specially mentions Mr. John Goodyer, of Mapledurham, in Hampshire. Mapledurham is in Oxfordshire. In Sir Joseph Banks's copy of Johnson in the British Museum, it is corrected in MS. to Oxfordshire. I suspect, however, that Mapledurwell, in Hampshire, must be the place, as Mapledurham is a very small village; and probably in Johnson's time there was only one house-that of the ancient family of Blount—besides the vicarage and cottages. I should be pleased, however, to think it was Mapledurham, the scene of a former curacy mine.

CIRCUMSTANCES; OR, THE TURNING-POINT IN LIFE.

BY THE LATE MRS. CAREY.

CHAPTER III.

THE RAILWAY ACCIDENT.

THE meeting between Miss Joyce and Mrs. Grant recorded in the last chapter and the subsequent declaration of the voluble little lady that she must have half an hour's talk on her various benevolent schemes, at last drew forth a reply from Mrs. Grant.

"Dear Miss Joyce, I don't think half an hour would suffice for even one of your topics of interest, and I have really no time to spare this afternoon; but the pony carriage must be in again to-morrow with either nurse or myself before luncheon, and if you will come back in the vacant seat and spend a long morning Colonel Grant will escort you home before it is too late, or Mabel and I will walk part of the way back."

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Dear Mrs. Grant! so kind always, so delightful! I shall be delighted; and then I can bring my work, for I can always talk so much better when my fingers are employed, and I have so much to do for my poor basket, for last winter it was quite emptied; and, dear Mrs. Grant, I want your advice about an antimacassar I am beginning, and now I recollect I was to speak to you about.Oh! I beg your pardon, I see Mr. Wright; I must speak to him. Good-bye till to-morrow!" and off whirled the poor energetic lady, who was alike the blessing and the scourge of the neighbourhood. To Mabel she certainly proved the latter on this occasion, and no sooner was Mabel seated with Mrs. Grant in the pony carriage than her illhumour exploded.

"I declare it is too bad! the only day we have to arrange matters; and I had so much to say to you about Mrs. Rainsforth, mamma, and now that tiresome Miss Joyce is going to spoil everything and bother us all day."

Mrs. Grant sighed. So it ever was. When things went smoothly Mabel was the pleasantest, dearest little companion;

and sometimes Mrs. Grant flattered herself the ill-temper was almost subdued; even a great trial was borne cheerfully; but then came one of the "little foxes that spoil the vines," and the demon of ill-humour reigned supreme.

"Are you angry, mamma? you don't say a word. Now own it is provoking to have all to-morrow taken up with Miss Joyce." "There are many things more provoking, as you call it, Mabel, than to have a Miss Joyce to entertain."

"What do you mean, mamma? I thought you liked intellectual conversation."

"So I do, Mabel, but I would try to like something else better."

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"Christian charity, Mabel, 'which suffereth long and is kind, which beareth all things and endureth all things;' and the present trial of your ill-temper calls for a greater exercise of that charity than even poor Miss Joyce in prospect for a long day;" and Mrs. Grant's eyes filled with tears as she spoke. Mabel was touched to the quick.

"Oh! forgive me, mamma darling, I know I was wrong; I was irritated, and I spoke hastily; indeed I will try and not give way so again-do, do forgive me."

"It is not my forgiveness you need, my child; remember whom you offend when you are vexed with one of His little ones. Miss Joyce is a pattern to us all in her devotion to the good of others, and we should feel it a privilege if we can work with her, overlooking all those infirmities of mind and manner which we allow to annoy us much more than they ought. I own to you, Mabel, I take great blame to myself for it; Miss Joyce does worry me not a little, but are we not told to deny ourselves? and is not this matter for self-denial, and a taking up of our cross, as it is given to us in our daily life? Remember those beautiful words of Keble about bearing the daily cross,

"It fits thy stature now,

"Twill crush thee by and by."

(Mabel did remember these words, and learnt them in a way she little expected.)

“Oh, mamma! I never shall be good, so it's no use trying; I always get into a scrape just when I am feeling most happy." "Because you are off your guard, Mabel. Our life must be a continual warfare. We must never have our armour off, or

Satan will take advantage of us and we are not left to fight alone; that is our great safeguard, dear; never forget it. Here comes papa, and he must hear Mrs. Rainsforth's story, so do you jump out and run home by the fields, we shall be home almost at the same time.

Mabel obeyed without a word, rather glad to have anything required of her at which she might have been inclined to grumble, so that she could prove to her mother that her penitence was real.

The next day was a trying one to poor Mabel; first it rained, and she had planned an early walk with nurse and the children, as mamma would be busy with that Miss Joyce, and of course their walk could only lead them to the cottage in the lane. That dream seemed remorselessly upset by the pouring rain and the unvarying grey of the sky, which looked hopelessly settled for bad weather. At breakfast nurse either would not or could not speak of Miss Florence, and all Mabel's endeavours to bring the conversation upon bygone days was in vain." So she speedily made her escape and ran to the morningroom, hoping her mamma would be ready for her lessons, but Mrs. Grant was not there. She stood listlessly for some time when it suddenly occurred to her how pleased her mamma would be to find her usefully employed; and seeing her German exercises before her on the table, she sat down, quite determined to conquer a very difficult passage, and already anticipating her mother's pleased look. The door opened-she looked up from her book-Miss Joyce stood before her!

"Oh, Miss Joyce, so early! we did not expect you so soon; that is," said Mabel, conscious that this was no courteous greeting in her own house, mamma was to send the pony carriage

for you."

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"I know, dear, and that's why I came early. Allen's covered cart was coming, and as it rained, I thought it a pity the pony carriage should get wet, and so I came, and was so glad it came early, because I wanted a long day with dear Mrs. Grant and you all."

"What a terrible bore!" thought Mabel, and her face expressed annoyance, for good-natured Miss Joyce said immediately,"Don't let me interrupt you, dear, I will take my work and sit in a quiet corner till Mrs. Grant comes."

"I will go and tell mamma," said Mabel.

"Don't disturb her for me, dear, I wouldn't for the world, only

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