eighteen days later at Toulouse, the famous Calas. grandfathers Bibles,
bound in purple and gold, rich with wide margins, and cream-laid paper, and good vignettes, and wretched plates, he has
The story of Calas has been told in full and clear detail, by M. endeavoured to collect against the day of final triumph the literature of Athanase Coquerel junior, in a separate volume published some aerostation. Scientific disquisitions and newspaper articles, letters years back, and need not here be dwelt upon. Calas, it should from Mr. Coxwell and American squibs, ancient narratives and pro- be borne in mind, though his name has been made illustrious by phetic poems by Victor Hugo, Mr. Monck Mason's spirited accounts of Voltaire, though a real sacrifice to Romishlanaticism, was not a aerial prospects and Edgar Poe's wild dreams, the last American ex- martyr, and would perhaps never have been condemned, but for periment, and the latest squib from the New York Herald, are all the false pride which made him and his lie and perjure themselves jumbled together, without judgment, or drift, or connecting link other in the first instance as to the circumstances of the suicide of his than the air, into a volume which collectors will one day purchase as a eon Marc Antoine, in order to avoid the cruel indignities inflicted curious and rare illustration of quasi.scientific folly. Mr. Turner has in such cases on the body of the deceased. But such derogations little of his own to offer except a preconceived conclusion, that as from truth would perhaps even commend their cause to Voltaire, every other science advances aerostation must advance also, and he whose life is full of mendacity, and who cannot even abstain from collects without much judgment; but still the book, in its an.4,-,11 -laud it in the course of the Calas affair, itself the best passage in his its gorgeousness, its mass of material and its absence of coiLimil career. Anyhow, the posthumous reparation given to the Toulouse