Literary Extracts.

did learn the form of a ' count out . ' Some one from a back seat muttered something , which the Speaker understood ; and that high officer , having had his attention called to a fact of which he would never have taken cognizance without such calling , did count the House , and finding that if contained but twenty-three members , he put au end to his labours and to those of poor Lord

Middlesex . AVith what feelings that noble lord must have taken himself home , and sat himself down in his study , vainly opening . a book before his eyes , can we not all imagine ? A man he was with ample means , with children who would do honour to his name ; one whose wife believed in him , if no one else would do so ; a man , let us say , with a clear conscience , to whom all

good things had been given . Bat of whom now was he thinking with envy ? Early on that same clay Farringcourt had spoken in tho House—a man to whom no one would lend a shilling , whom the privilege of that House kept out of gaul , whose word no man believed ; who was wifeless , and childless , and unloved . Bat three hundred men had hung upon his words . "When

he laughed in bis speech , they laughed ; when he was indignant against the Minister , they sab breathless , as tho Spaniard sits in tho critical moment of the bull-killing . AVhichever way he turned himself , ho carried them with him . Crowds of members flocked into the House from libraries and smoking-rooms when it was known that this ne ' er-do-well was ou his legs .

The Strangers' Gallery was filled to overflowing . The reporters turned their rapid pages , working their fingers wearily till the sweat drops stood upon their brows . And as tlie Premier was attacked with some special impetus of redoubled irony , men declared that he would be driven to enrol the speaker among his colleagues , in spite of dishonoured bills and evil reports . A man who

could shake the thunderbolts like that must be paid to shake them on the right side . It was of this man , and of his success , that Lord Middlesex was envious , as he sat , wretched and respectable , iu his solitary study !—Can You Forgive Her ? by Anthony Trollope .

Royal Institute Of British Architects.

ROYAL INSTITUTE OF BRITISH ARCHITECTS .

At a meeting held recently for the announcement of the annual prizes , Bro . R . Phene Spiers , eldest son of Bro . R . J . Spiers , D . Prov . G . M . Oxon , had awarded to him the Soane MedaAAion with £ 50 , for the best design for a Royal Academy of Music , in a series of seven largo drawings , including two elevations , two sections , ground iloor ancl first floor plans , and

perspective view . This is the tenth distinction which Bro . Spiers has gained since February , 1 S 62 , the principal of which are : — 1862 , March . —From the Royal Institute of British Architects , the book prize , a magnificently illustrated volume by Cockerell , of the Temples of Egina . 1863 , March . —From the R . I . B . A ., the President's prize of

£ 10 10 s ., with an extra medal of merit . December . —From the Royal Academy the first-class silver medal and a series of books . At the same time , the gold medal , a series of books , and a scholarship of £ 25 per annum for two years . 1864 , February . —AA as placed first in the voluntary examination at the Royal Institute of British Architects in the class of distinction .

December . —From the Royal Academy the Travelling Studentship , with an allowance of £ 100 for a year . 1865 . —From the Royal Institute of British Architects , the Soane Medallion with £ 50 . During the first two years of this period , Bro . Spiers was engaged in the practical duties of his profession at Mr . Digby Wyatt ' s office , London , and on the new East India Office ; and last year he spent seven months in Italy and Sicily . A series

of the drawings and sketches during that tour wero submitted by him to his Royal Highness the Prince of AVales , on the Oth ult ., at Marlborough House .

Poetry.

Poetry .

AVHERE THERE'S A AVILL THERE'S A AVAY . Ant viain inveniam , autfaciam . It was a noble Roman , In Rome ' s imperial clay , Who heard a coward croaker Before the castle , say -. "They ' re safe iu such a fortress ;

There is no way to shake it !" " On , on ! " exclaimed the hero , "I'll find a way , or make it ! " Is fame your aspiration ? Her path is steep ancl high ; In vain he seeks her temple , Content to gaze and sigh -.

The shining throne is waiting , But he alone can take , it AA'ho says with Roman firmness ,, " I'll find a way , or make it !" Is learning your ambition ? There is no royal road ; Alike the peer and peasant

Must climb to her abode : AA'ho feels the thirst of knowledge , In Helicon may slake it , If he has still the Roman will " To find a way , or make it ! "

Are riches worth tho getting ? They must be bravely sought ; AA'ith wishing and with fretting The boon cannot he bought . To all the prize is open , But only he can take it , AA'ho says , with Roman courage ,

" I'll find a way , or make it !" In love ' s impassioned warfare The tale lias ever been ; That victory crowns the valiant—The brave are they who win . Though strong in beauty ' s castle , A lover still may take it , Who says , with Roman daring , " I'll find a way , or make it 1 "

Public Amusements.

PUBLIC AMUSEMENTS .

DRURY-LA 1 SE THEATRE . Mr . Tom Taylor ' s adaptation of Victor Hugo ' s drama , "Le Roi s'Amuse , " under the name of "The Fool ' s Revenge , " has been revived at this theatre . "The Fool's Revenge , " was first performed about ten years

ago at Sadler ' s TVcIIs Theatre , and ran for a considerable number of nights . The drama affords Mr . Phelps an opportunity of displaying the versatility of his talent to eminent advantage , the character of Bcrtuccio bearing two phases of a totally opposite kind—the man of stem passions , goaded on to the very edge of endurance by

mal-treatment , and the court buflbon , who mocks and scoffs at everybody and everything . To preserve the verisimilitude of such a character is no easy task . Mr . Phelps ' s vehemence is always a strong point in his acting , while there are few who surpass him in the expression of suppressed emotion . Thus his best scene in " The Fool's

Revenge" is that with his daug hter in the second act . "What can more forcibly describe the passions that shake Bertuccio than the exclamation of his daughter ( screaming and hiding her face ) , " Father , do not look so at me ? "