The little steamer entered Lake Nyassa at 7 A.M. on the 12th of October

1875. After examining several beautiful bays and inlets, which did

not afford the necessary shelter for the vessel, Mr Young's party

resolved to settle, at anyrate temporarily, at Cape Maclear, whither,

accordingly, they transported all their stores. On November 19th Mr

Young set off on a voyage round the lake, in the course of which he

discovered a large extension of its waters, hitherto unknown. Making

his way northwards, he came in sight of the grand range which towers

over Chiloweela; in places the mountains run sheer down into the lake,

and no bottom could be got at one hundred fathoms. After weathering a

furious gale which raged for thirteen hours, the _Ilala_ pursued her

northward voyage, passing the islands of Likomo and Chusamoolo. On his

right, Mr Young reports an iron-bound coast stretching everywhere,

excepting only when some ravine came down to the shore. In one spot,

there were evident signs of a dreadful massacre having taken place--the

result of a slave-raid. Mr Young's account of what he saw here is

curious and interesting. Hardly any wood, he says, was to be procured,

in consequence of the forests being cleared, and the only remnant of a

large population was now to be found on rocky patches jutting up from

the water of the lake, and on singular 'pile villages.' It was found

that the poor creatures had conveyed earth in their canoes to these

rocks, and wherever a crevice afforded a hold, there would a little

patch of cassava or corn appear, grown with infinite labour.

The platform villages reached by Mr Young were exceedingly interesting;

for the most part they are built three or four hundred yards from the

shore, and in from eight to twelve feet of water. Poles are driven down

in rows, and on the top of them a wooden platform is constructed,

forming the foundation or floor of the village. To give some idea of

the extent of these, it may be mentioned that one of them consisted

of about one hundred huts. With an abundance of fish round them, the

islanders hold their own against starvation. Shortly after leaving

these strange villages, Mr Young met with some scenery, the description

of which is worth quoting. 'We were now abreast,' he says, 'of some

mountains that amongst the parallel ranges which virtually make a

mountain-basin of Lake Nyassa, exceed them all in stupendous grandeur.

In no part of the world have I seen anything to equal their peculiar

magnificence. With peaks apparently from ten to twelve thousand feet

high, they run perpendicularly down into the lake. The rain was pouring

upon them, and numberless waterfalls hung like threads of white

floss-silk from crevices which ran out upon their sides far up among

the clouds. Baffled by the raids of the Ma Viti in 1866, Livingstone

could not induce his men to go with him to the north end of Nyassa,

and thus he missed seeing that which would have struck him as the most

beautiful feature of "his old home," as he called the lake. There was

but one name to give to these mountains. At its northern end they stand

like portals to the lake, faced by the opposite mountains; and as

future travellers look upon the "Livingstone Range," it may aid them to

remember the man who during his life, more than any other, added to our

knowledge of the hitherto unknown beauties of the earth.'

A violent storm, more like what might be expected on the Atlantic than

on an inland sea, prevented Mr Young from doing much in the way of

exploring the unknown region at the end of the lake; but he saw there

what he believed to be the mouth of a wide river; and this opinion

was confirmed by what he learned from the natives when he next landed

after the storm referred to. They averred that a River Rovuma or Röoma

flows out at the extreme north; and he inclines to believe this to be

the case for the following reasons: In the first place, Dr Livingstone

heard the same story twenty years ago, when he discovered the lake,

and in quite a different quarter. It will be remembered by many how

sanguine he was that the Rovuma River, which debouches on the east

coast, was identical with the Nyassa River, and that it would prove to

be a second outlet. It may yet prove to be so; but the discovery can be

of little use, for the Rovuma ceases to be navigable a short distance

from the coast. The second reason for believing the native report is,

that in the stormy time, when Mr Young was there, it was very easy to

see where rivers ran into the lake. A long current of muddy water would

trail out on the dark-blue surface; in this case, however, there was

nothing of the kind; and it is consequently tolerably clear that no

inflow exists.

Cruising southwards along the western shore of the lake, Mr Young

observed, instead of the iron-bound coast on the opposite side,

exquisite park-like glades between the mountains and the water's edge;

the herds of game merely looked up as the steamer passed, just as sheep

raise their heads to gaze at a train, and then went on browsing. In one

place a remarkable detached perpendicular rock stands four thousand

feet high. The top is flat, and the sides give it the appearance of a

pyramid from which a large slice of the top has been removed in order

to place in position a perfectly square block of a greenish colour.

Beneath this singular summit there is a deep horizontal band of white

stone or quartz, succeeded by another of clay apparently; and then

comes one of intense black, possibly coal, for this mineral is known to

all the natives.

Mr Young's story of his cruise furnishes undeniable evidence of the

justness of the name Dr Livingstone gave to Nyassa, namely the Lake

of Storms, for he has constantly to record meeting with them--one

more terrible than the other. The last he mentions must have been

fearfully and awfully grand in its wildness. 'At one time,' he says,

'in the middle of a thunder-storm of great fury, no fewer than twelve

waterspouts appeared around us, and we had literally to steer hither

and thither to avoid them, for had one overtaken us, it would have sent

us to the bottom without a doubt.'

Such are the salient features in Mr Young's brief account of the first

trip made by a steamer on the stormy bosom of Lake Nyassa. It did not

come within the scope of his paper to describe the daily life of the

missionary party at Cape Maclear, the insight they got into the native

life, the intrigues of the slave-traders, nor the marvellous effect

which the presence of Europeans produced on all sides, more especially

in attracting to them from the four winds the scattered remnants of

villages swept away by slave-raids; but it will be interesting to our

readers to state in conclusion, that he hopes to preserve these details

for the public in another form, which we feel sure will meet with the

welcome it cannot fail to deserve, as the record of the establishment

of the first British colony on Lake Nyassa.

CURIOUS PICK-UPS.

The pick-ups, the findings, from underground or under-sea, or in

hidden places above ground, comprise a strange medley of the odd and

the choice, appealing to the tastes or the pockets of persons filling

widely diverse positions in society.

The drains and sewers, for instance: can a more lowly and uncomfortable

treasure-house than these be found? Rat-killing by dogs, in an inclosed

space surrounded by the roughest of roughs, is a savage exhibition

unfortunately not yet quite died out from amongst us. The exhibiters

purchase the live rats at so much per dozen from men who grope along

the filthy sewers in search of them; and in Paris especially, dead

rats are brought up from the same unseemly regions, and placed in the

hands of skinners and tanners, who manage to get out of them strong and

good-looking pieces of leather suitable for the manufacture of gloves.

The great changes made in recent years in London by the extensive

Main Drainage Works have deprived the sewer-grubbers of much of their

chance; but in the old sewers the pick-ups were often strange enough.

Dead infants, a dead seal, cats and dogs both alive and dead, spoons,

tobacco-boxes, children's playthings, bad half-crowns and shillings,

sets of false teeth, washing-bowls, mops, human heads and limbs which

had been thus disposed of by body-snatchers or by anatomical and

medical students--all were met with by the sewer-flushers. One party of

these strangely employed men came on a certain occasion to a spot where

the brickwork between the sewer and a beer-cellar had broken through.

What did they do? They helped themselves.

On a former occasion, we presented a few illustrations of the curious

operation of the law concerning _Treasure-trove_, the rights and the

wrongs of ownership connected with property picked up from the ground

or from a small depth below the surface. Among the examples cited was

one relating to the finding of treasure near Stanmore in Middlesex, and

another connected with the locality of Mountfield in Sussex. Let us

present a few jottings of similar pick-ups in more recent years.

A labourer, digging a drain in a farm on the estate of the late Lord

Palmerston, found a golden torque or torgue, an ancient British

necklace. It was ascertained that the original grant of the estate gave

to the grantee, as lord of the manor, a right to all treasure-trove

found therein; the veteran statesman established his claim, but took

care that the finder should not go unrewarded. A ploughman, working

near Horndean in Hants, found more than a hundred old silver coins in

an earthen jar under the surface of the ground; the lord of the manor

gave to the finder the intrinsic value of the coins as mere silver, and

then had to fight a battle with the Crown as to who ought to possess

the coins themselves. One find near Highgate was very remarkable, on

account of the strange manner in which the veritable owner made his

appearance. Labourers, grubbing up a tree in a field, found two jars

containing nearly four hundred sovereigns; they divided the money

amongst themselves, and were then taken aback by the lord of the manor

claiming it. Before this claim could be investigated, a tradesman came

forward and stated that one night, under a temporary delusion, he

had gone out and buried the money; when he awoke, and for some time

afterwards, he tried in vain to recollect the locality he had selected,

and only obtained a clue when he heard a rumour of the finding of four

hundred sovereigns. He was able to bring forward sufficient evidence in

support of his singular story; and his claim was admitted.

On different occasions in 1864 the Crown put in claims for

treasure-trove--a gold coin found at Long Crendon in Buckinghamshire;

sixty-two gold coins found in an earthen jar in a field at Stockerston,

Leicestershire; no less than six thousand silver pennies of the time

of Henry III. found at Eccles near Manchester; and seven hundred and

sixty silver coins earthed up near Newark. The next following year gave

the Crown a claim to a hundred and eighty silver coins of the reigns

of Mary, Elizabeth, James I., and Charles I., found at Grantham; and

to a gold cross and chain brought to light at Castle Bailey, Clare, in

Suffolk. The years 1866 and 1867 were marked, among other instances,

by the finding of nearly seven thousand small gold and silver coins at

Highbury, near London; eighty guineas concealed in the wall of an old

house at East Parley, near Christchurch, Hants; and two hundred and

sixty old silver coins in a house at Lichfield. In other years there

were nine hundred silver coins found at Cumberford in Staffordshire;

and eleven rose nobles found in the cloisters of Westminster Abbey.

These several instances of treasure-trove were settled in various ways.

Some of the findings were returned by the Crown to the finders; some

were sold to the British Museum, in a manner to place an honorarium

in the finder's pocket; some were presented to museums, and the

money value given to the finders; some are retained by the Crown,

as antiquarian curiosities; while one has been handed over to the

descendants of a former owner.

Seven or eight years ago two labouring men found a very ancient gold

chain, which they sold to a dealer who knew the value better than they

did; the unlucky-lucky men fared badly in this instance, seeing that

they were punished for selling the 'find' without giving notice to the

authorities--rather hard lines for rustics, who are not likely to know

much about the law of treasure-trove. In another case a poor man found

a pair of ancient Irish silver bracelets; he sold them as old silver

to a silversmith, who melted them down at once--to the great regret

of an antiquary, who would have given much more than their intrinsic

value for such relics of former days. During the multifarious diggings

which have been going on for some years in and near Cannon Street and

its neighbourhood for the formation of new streets and the construction

of large commercial buildings, the workmen lighted upon twenty-nine

guineas and twenty shillings nearly two centuries old; the men got

into trouble because they did not voluntarily give them up. On one

occasion when the fusty and musty contents of a rag-dealer's heap were

being overhauled, somewhere in the neighbourhood of Houndsditch, a

diamond ring was espied. A contest arose as to who should possess it:

a woman engaged in sorting the rags claimed it because she had found

it; the rag-dealer disputed her claim; a pawnbroker who said he had

advanced money on the ring insisted on his prior right; a dealer in old

clothes who had sold a garment for that money, and one or two other

persons of somewhat doubtful antecedents--all came forward to shew

that, for some reason or other, the diamond ring ought to be considered

theirs. Whether the crown waived its claim, we are not certain; but a

magistrate eventually gave a decision in favour of the rag-sorter.

Bank-notes, as well as coins, jewellery, and articles in the precious

metals, sometimes make their appearance among the findings. A bundle

of notes was one day picked up outside the counter of a retail shop:

the finder claimed them because he _was_ the finder; while the

shopkeeper claimed them because it was on his premises that the notes

had been dropped. The real owner, whoever he may have been, did not

come forward, and the law decided in favour of the finder. But a

much more remarkable case occurred two or three years ago. A packet

containing no less than ten thousand pounds' worth of bank-notes

was picked up from the pavement in one of the busy streets near the

Bank of England; ten notes of one thousand pounds each. A young City

clerk picked up and pocketed the treasure. A friend advised him,

on consultation, to keep the notes until the following day, when a

handsome reward would possibly be offered by the luckless person who

had inadvertently dropped the notes. A firm of solicitors, in the names

of the real owners, speedily offered one hundred pounds to the finder.

The judicious friend overshot the mark here; he stipulated that he

should have nearly half the sum of one hundred pounds as his reward

for the advice given; and at the same time coaxed sixty pounds out of

the owners by a fabricated story concerning himself, the finder, and

the finding. A sheriff court had to decide the matter, and ordered the

'friend' to return part, at anyrate, of the money he had received.

A queer story has lately found its way into the newspapers, not exactly

touching on the discovery of treasure, but on a concealment which

might possibly lead to discovery if this or that were to occur. One

Adolfo de Garcilano (so runs the story), a prisoner in Madrid, and

lately a colonel in the Carlist army, was instructed by Don Carlos to

take six million pesetas (about one franc each) in English securities

and Spanish notes to London, inclosed in an iron box. This treasure

he was to bury in the earth in a particular locality, make a sketch

of the exact spot, and return to Spain. He was next captured by the

Alfonsists, thrust into prison, and told that he would not be set

free except on the payment of a large sum of money by way of ransom.

Thereupon he wrote to some one in England or Scotland, asking for the

transmission of a sufficient sum of money; this done, the secret of the

buried treasure would be communicated to the liberal ransomer, who was

to retain one-third of it as a grateful reward. If there had been only

one such letter, some person might possibly have been victimised; but

there were more than one, to different quarters, each requesting the

money to be sent to a third party at an address named. We may hereby

form a tolerably true estimate of Don Adolfo de Garcilano.

Undoubtedly the most interesting recent discoveries of small but

valuable works in the precious metals are those due to Dr Schliemann.

Archæologists have long recognised the probability that buried

beneath some of the ancient cities of the world, there are not only

architectural and sculptured fragments of much historical importance

still remaining to be discovered, but also jewels and other treasures

which have not seen the light for decades of centuries. Nineveh,

Babylon, Jerusalem, the more ancient parts of Rome, Pompeii,

Herculaneum, Egypt, Cyprus, the site of the famous Troy, and those

of the once important cities of Asia Minor--all may perchance have

something to shew which the present age would be prepared to welcome

and appreciate. Concerning Jerusalem, a conjecture has been brought

forward of a remarkable kind. After the rebuilding of the second

Temple, there were five occasions on which precious metals, treasures,

and artistic ornaments might have been concealed by the priests or

servitors of the sacred edifice--namely, during the abstraction and

sale of the temple furniture by the apostate high-priest Menelaus;

at the plunder and defilement of the Temple by Antiochus Epiphanes;

during the plunder by Crassus; during that by Sabinus; and at the

total destruction by the Romans. On one or more of these occasions,

supposing the Jewish priests and servitors should have placed valuables

in the Temple, the place of concealment may not have been made known

to others, and the secret may have been carried with the priests to

the grave. Various facts have been adduced in support of this surmise,

sufficient to whet the curiosity of men who would value such treasures,

not for their intrinsic worth as precious metals or precious stones,

but for their historical and ecclesiastical connection with momentous

events nearly two thousand years ago.

Dr Schliemann, whose name we have just mentioned, when making

researches among mounds and heaps of rubbish at or near the supposed

site of Troy in Asia Minor, has lighted upon the foundations of cities

which he supposes to have been more ancient even than the Iliad.

But the discoveries more immediately connected with our present

subject are those which Dr Schliemann has since made in Greece. With

the permission of the king he made excavations near Mycenæ, on the

site of what is believed to be one of the most ancient cities in that

classic land--far more ancient than the renowned Athens. In treasuries

and tombs, which had not seen the light for an untold number of

centuries, he has disinterred beautifully painted vases, whole or in

fragments; terra-cotta statuettes and busts of Juno, horses' heads,

lions, rams, elephants; knives and keys of iron and bronze; fragments

of lyres, flutes, and crystal vases. But most striking of all is the

large quantity of gold vessels and ornaments, undoubtedly of precious

metal, and in many instances artistically wrought. Sceptres, bracelets,

girdles, necklaces, rings, vases, caps, &c. in plenty. One of the

Doctor's greatest triumphs was the unearthing of two vases of solid

gold, fourteen centimètres (about six inches) high, richly ornamented.

Many of these relics, as well as many inscriptions and bas-reliefs

on extremely ancient blocks of masonry, have excited the curiosity

of classical archæologists in a high degree. Their thoughts go back

to the epics and dramas which treat of Agamemnon king of Mycenæ; of

the expedition to Troy; of Clytemnestra, Electra, Ægisthus, Orestes;

of the stories of some of the Greek plays by Euripides, Sophocles,

and Æschylus. They think of these personages and these events;

and they lean strongly to the belief that the disinterred ancient

city near Mycenæ, and some of the treasures brought to light by Dr

Schliemann, may be veritable tokens of the days of Agamemnon. Some of

the articles found were in triangular cells, which he thinks may have

been treasuries or depositories for treasure and valuables. But his

principal 'finds' of wrought gold were in chambers which were probably

the tombs of Agamemnon, Cassandra, and Eurymedon. The vases, the cups,

the diadems, the signet rings, were mostly found in these tombs (if

tombs they were); as likewise were the bones of a man and a woman

covered with ornaments of pure gold. In short, the discoveries have

been of a most unusual, interesting, and valuable kind, well calculated

to attract the attention of the learned in Europe, whether learned in

classical history or in artistic archæology.

Of discovering or recovering of treasures lying beneath the waves of

the ocean, we do not intend to treat here. The reader will find some

curious notices on the subject in the article already referred to; also

in 'Submarine Treasure Ventures' (May 1, 1869); and in 'The Story of La

Lutine' (July 8, 1876).

RUSTY IRON.

If no difficulty, as yet unforeseen, bars the way, Mr Barff's plan

for rendering iron impenetrable by rust promises to be of the highest

practical importance. Iron is by far the most useful of metals, but

it has an unfortunate propensity when exposed to water or moist air

for attracting oxygen, and this oxygen eats into its substance, and

forms the familiar compound known as rust. The consequence is that

iron when exposed to the air, especially in so damp a climate as ours,

has to be coated with paint, varnish, or tin. But even this coating

does not afford entire protection; the slightest flaw in the armour

lets in the enemy oxygen, who often does his work all the more surely

because concealed from view. A vessel made of iron and coated with some

other substance, may look sound to the eye, and yet be a mere mass of

crumbling rust. Mr Barff's remedy for this state of things seems to be

after the doctrine of the homœopathists, that like is cured by like.

If a small degree of moisture affects iron with two distinct species

of oxide or rust, what will exposure to a very excessive degree of

moisture do? Well, it appears that if iron is placed in a hot chamber

and exposed to the action of superheated steam, a new kind of oxide,

called the magnetic or black oxide, forms on its surface. Not only does

this benevolent species of black rust refuse to penetrate any further

into the metal, but it forms an impervious coating against all other

influences; and articles thus prepared have been exposed out of doors

for weeks this winter without a particle of rust appearing on them. If

careful experiments shew that iron is lessened neither in strength nor

in durability by this process, its use will be greatly increased, as

for several purposes it will take the place of other and more costly

metals.--_The Graphic._

ON A PET DOVE KILLED BY A DOG.

A GAELIC ELEGY.

The following touching verses (as nearly as possible a literal

translation from the Gaelic) appeared in the _Scotsman_ of May

17, and were accompanied by a note, which we have abridged,

from the translator Mr Alexander Stewart of Nether Lochaber.

He says: 'I beg to send you a translation of a Gaelic Elegy

by Alastair MacDonald the celebrated Ardnamurchan bard, on a

pet dove of his that was killed by a terrier dog. It is, in my

judgment, a composition of singular tenderness, pathos, and

beauty. Its quaint conceits and abrupt transitions, which the

reader cannot fail to notice, though they may seem odd and out

of place at first sight, form, in my estimation, no small part

of its merit. My translation is about as literal as I could

well make it, and I have endeavoured to imitate, with what

success let others judge, the manner and measure, the rhyme and

rhythm of the original. The pet dove was a female, and at the

time of her death had under her care, as the poet fails not

to notice with an exquisite touch of tenderness in the fourth

line, the dove's usual brood of downy twins. The reference in

the poem to the bird's habitat in a wild state shews that it

was of the species known as the blue or rock pigeon, thousands

of which inhabit the vast caves and precipitous crags of

Ardnamurchan and Moidart.'

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