Bliss (William R.), Colonial Times Bradford (Amory H.), Spirit and Brastow (Lewis O.), Reuen Thomas' "Spirit and Life." Noticed, 72. 29 229 309 tion. Art. Simeon E. Baldwin, 229 Bryce (James), The American Com- Chamberlain (Daniel H.), Conway's Alumni dinner, May 2, 1889, 416. Chesebrough (A. S.), The Relation of the National Benevolent Soci- Congregationalism. High Church. Conway (M. D.), Omitted Chapter 118 244 204 333 Man. Noticed, 456 Harper (Prof. W. R.), Elements of Harris (Samuel), Professor Weir's Hart (Burdett), The Lost Cause. Holmes (Nathaniel), Realistic Hunt (T. W.), Euphuism in Litera- 306 Instincts, and Intelligence of 373 57 Magazine of Art. Noticed, 65, 148, 380 60 Art., 189 Jacobi (Mary Putnam), Primary 460 375 460 Kay (David), Memory. Noticed, Nakashima (Rikizo), Mr. Percival 200 65 144 Lowell; Misconception of the Pellew (George), In Castle and Philo, and his latest Interpreter. 376 - 145 Shedd (W. G. T.), Dogmatic The- 264 Trumbull (David), In Memoriam. 227 146 140 73 43 244 71 29 370 226 423 Whittier's Prose Works. Noticed. 369 NEW ENGLANDER AND YALE REVIEW. No. CCXXVI. JANUARY, 1889. ARTICLE I.-THE LATE PROFESSOR GREEN OF OXFORD THE "DOCTOR GREY" OF "ROBERT ELSMERE." Works of Thomas Hill Green, late Fellow of Balliol College, and Whyte's Professor of Moral Philosophy in the University of Oxford, edited by R. L. NETTLESHIP, Fellow of Balliol College, Oxford, Vol. III, Miscellanies and Memoir, with a portrait. London, Longmans, Green, and Company, and New York, 15 East Sixteenth street. EIGHT months ago, had the question been asked, who was Thomas Hill Green? the answer would have been somewhat as follows: He was one of the ablest philosophical writers of the present generation and also one of the most effective agents for good in the University of Oxford, in various directions, specu lative and practical; a man whose influence moreover will for many years survive his untimely death. At that time the question and its answer would have interested only here and there a solitary reader. But it is far otherwise now when the answer to our question is: Mr. Green is Dr. Grey of "Robert Elsmere," the wise Sir Oracle of the tale, who was resorted to by its hero for needed counsel in the hour of his extremest necessity, and who is named with supreme confidence by the gifted author of the story as the object of her special regard, and of whom she more than intimates that he had long ago decided against the claims of the supernatural in the Christian history-which decision should be taken as authoritative and final. It is altogether timely that just at this time the memoir of Professor Green should be given to the public in the last volume of his works. This memoir is admirable of its kind, prepared as it was with the careful and sympathizing fidelity of his associate for many years in Balliol College. And yet he writes under the constraint which is imposed by the desire on the one hand to allow Mr. Green and his friends to speak for themselves, and on the other to avoid any appearance of partizanship with respect to the opinions of his honored colleague and friend. This constraint is so obvious and pressing as to give an air of stiffness and reserve to a narrative which otherwise is picturesque with lively descriptions and glowing with personal sympathy. It is no secret to any one who is only superficially acquainted with the internal history of thought and feeling at Oxford—a story of controversy and debate during the thirty years in which Professor Green was an inmate of Balliol College that essential changes have taken place in its intellectual and practical life and that to some of these changes Professor Green has given an important, if not a decisive, impulse. That Mr. Nettleship has designed to be evenly and severely veracious and just is evident upon every page and in every line. It is almost equally patent that this purpose has interfered somewhat with the vivacity and glow of which the narrative was capable and to which it almost of necessity impelled. Whatever disappointment we may feel that the narrative is less vivacious than we might desire is more than |