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occupant of that wretched bed • and he, too, slept—no
more to wake on earth. He had been dead some hours;
and, by his position which a glimmer of the reviving fire
enabled me to ascertain, his last sigh had been breathed
in the unconscious face of that victim of intemperate
excess. Even in death, previously to which reason, 1
concluded, had returned to him, he had not ceased to love
her, and to look over her sad frailty ; for his arm, now
cold and nerveless, was thrown over her insensible form.
I had not firmness to stay and witness the miserable
awakening of that unhappy woman ; but, gently closing
the door, I left her in that appalling contact with death,
and passed into the street. I did'not go away, however,
without communicating the fact of their father's decease
to his demoralised daughters, whose boisterous mirth it
stilled at once; but it was not until I had addressed them
in terms of angry authority, that they retired sullenly to
their wretched home. I never learnt anything of the
subsequent life of either the widowed mother or those
two girls. The workhouse, or the grave, has doubtless
received the former by this time. The latter, it is too
much to be feared, have contributed their quota to the
increase of the vice which fills our prisons, and thus visits
upon us, in increased expense, the results of our sinful
and selfish neglect. Would the widowhood or the or-
phanage which we are called upon to support, be half
what it is, if we attended, as we ought to do, and as I
trust we are about to do, to the sanitary improvement of
our town ?

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V ARIETIES

Chester is said to be the oldest city in England. Ac-
cording to Sir Thomas Eliot, it was built by a great grand-
son of Noah !

" Bless me!" said an old lady, throwing down a news-
paper and wiping her spectacles ; " here is John Doe and
Richard Roe at law again—they've had a suit reg'lar
every year or so, for more'n thirty years, to my certain
knowledge !"
CONTRADICTION.—Men resent nothing more than con-
tradiction on a point which they themselves feel uneasy
about. Truth may be disputed with impunity : a sophism
can only be torn from out the mind with a violence that
lacerates and embitters.—Ranthorpe.

ANGLO-AFRICAN JURIES.—The grand juries are usually
composed of Europeans and the most respectable Africans
—thus amalgamating intelligence and judgement with in-
ferior qualifications ; hence, their deliberations are con-
ducted in a sober and orderly manner, and their decisions
are generally in consonance with the evidence; but excep-
tions sometimes do arise, and national prejudices or pri-
vate animosities occasionally give the black juror a majo-
rity, incapable and unaccustomed as they are to listen to

nicer appeals of conscience comparatively- with their white
brethren. This is bad enough, though purity itself in

-position with petit and coroner's juries, the con-
stitution of which must be a source of regret to all who
honour this bulwark of British freedom ; and to a just
judge at the head of that judicial establishment a never-
ceasing cause of unmixed dissatisfaction, from the fre-
quent accidentally erroneous, and often intentionally un-
just, verdicts. It would appear from some of their deci-
sions that they were habitually indifferent to the solemn
obligation of an oath, the sworn evidence being not un-
frequently a matter of minor consideration, when in com-
petition with the momentary impulses of their private
feelings, particularly when they have partial or vindictive
purposes to indulge, the manifestations of which being
expressed by bursts of passion. Of petit juries there are
three panels entirely composed of liberated Africans,
who. for want of intelligence, too frequently decide, even
in cases of life and death, by a verdict that would greatly
astound their lordships in Westminister-hall, if not at
first impressed with the idea that it could only be meant
as a black joke. When one of their own nation or colour
is arraigned for any crime, no matter how deep the com-
plexion, though proven guilty, acquittal in most follows
as a matter of course: but should a white man come under
their tender mercy, though evidently innocent, he is con-
demned!—Simmondes Colonial Magazine.
THE FOUNTAINS AND CHURCHES OF Rom'
as everywhere, we were pursued by the shameless

—Here,

pauperism that disgusts and pains one the whole time, and
makes the ruined aspect of the great outward things about
one cheerful compared with the abject degradation of
that which God has made in his own image. Oh ! I

world ; and, when I blink of England and America I
thank God that I was born in the on- and shall live in the
other. Driving home we went to the Acqua Paola, the
fountain in Rome where the volume of water is more sa-
tisfactory. The very ornaments with which they adorn
them, gods and goddesses, dolphins, shells, &c., interfere
with the effect of the beautiful element itself ; and though
of course, there is no comparison between the graceful
forms of the baein of the Acqua Paolu, Trevi, &c., and
the simple turf bank that surrounds the fountains in the
park at New York, the volume of water thrown to a
height of nearly sixty feet, and falling back in
.a cataract,
is a finer thing in itself than a whole Olympus of carved
stone divinities. From this fine fountain, by the side of
which one enjoys a noble view of Rome, we went to St.
Peter's ; and here I was only astonished at finding how
perfectly I knew it ; how absolutely like what I had
imagined it was ; so that, except that the roof was a little
higher than I expected, I felt as if I had been there a
hundred times, and in no way exceeded or differed from
my. expectations. The four-post bed (the one idea those
horrid canopies over the high altars ever suggest to me)
in the middle arrested the sweep of the eye from end to
end of this majestic temple, and disfigured it painfully to
me ; but, except that there is nothidg in the whole that
was not simple, sublime, and absolutely satisfactory in its
huge, beautiful proportions—l was not prepared, and was
proportionately thankful, for the absence of all the tawdry,
tinselly, holy trumpery so perpetually hanging about the
different shrines in Catholic churches, making them look
like old curiosity shops, and disfiguring both their beauti-
ful forms and the beautiful materials they are built of.—
Mrs. Butler's (Fanny Kemble) Year of Consolation.

LORD JOHN RUSSELL'S APPROACH TO CONSERVATISM

—Meanwhile, Lora __
on towards the place of a sound Conservative as Sir Robert
Peel has gone off in the direction of the movement. He
is no longer the advocate of extreme measures. The fa-
mous Irish Appropriation-clause is dead and buried, never
to rise again. There is not a whisper about an extended
suffrage, either in Great Britain or Ireland. Corporation
reform has reached its limits ; and the constitution of
1831. seems to be complete. At the same time his lord-
ship is not idle. He has conceded to the Church a point
which the professed friends of the Church peremptorily
refused. St. Asaph retains its bishop, and, unless com-
mon report belie him, Lord John is about to sanction the
creation of four new sees in England, besides. His Irish
also, whether sound or otherwise, is at least impar-
There is no attempt to elevate one party above ano-
. The Tail has lost its influence, and its voice has
me mute, or, if heard at all, it seems to produce no
Undoubtedly, we cannot approve of
ments made to meet the exigencies of the

effect upon any one

Irish• famine at the outset. We think that, considering
the genius of the people, they were as in theory

as in their execution they have proved fruitful of abuse.
But we are far from accusing Lord John of seeking this
end, to avoid which, indeed, in dealing with Ireland,
seems to be, under any circumstances, impossible. In
like manner, his Irish Poor-law is not only not a party

measure, but if carried, as we presume that it must be, it
will become law in defiance of a powerful party opposition.
And when we look elsewhere, what do we find ? Schemes
devised and plans brought forward, which have no ground
whatever to stand upon, except their presumed applica-
bility to the wants and wishes of the community. Consi-

der what is doing in regard to National Education ; to im-
piovements in the morale of our military system ; to the
theory and practice of colonization ; to the improvement
of the criminal law. Could Peel, or Canning, or Pitt
himself, have managed these things better ?‘ We do not
believe that they could : we are confident that, under the

to attempt it. Where are we, then ?—we who, for fifteen
years and more, have fought the battle of the constitution
under a Tory banner, and played no mean part in keeping
the Tory party together ? Exactly where we have always
been,—the uncompromising. advocates of genuine Tory
principles, the friends of social improvement so long as it
shall be judiciously carried on, faithful to the Church,
loyal to the throne, and true to the people. But as to party,
banners, leaders, cries, and so forth, we hereby proclaim
our severance from them all. Henceforth 'we shall look

not to men

nd to some of th

now un-

the consideration of parliament we proceed to address

Fraser's Magazine

'OR EMIC

NTS TO CANADA

—There are

two ordinary routes taken by emigrants to our North
American possessions—the one yid New York, Halifax,
,r 'Roston : and the other through the Gulf and River St.

Lawrence, and thence (should the passenger's taste or in-
terest lead him to the West) direct to. Toronto, which may
be designated the capital of Upper Canada. In his own
case the writer proceeded outward. by New York, and
homeward by way of Quebec ; so that he has gained a
practical knowledge of both voyages. Those who wish
for comfort, and who prefer the economy of time to that
oriiiiihey, he %mad' recommend- to --visit New- Yorir-or-
Boston. The former is a city truly worthy of notice—its
splendid bay, its fairy scene, and its majestic rivers, are
all objects of interests, and tend, in no small degree, to
furnish an antidote to the unpleasantness of a passage,
although sometimes short, at all times monotonous.
Nothing is wanting in the excellent trans-Atlantic steam
vessels to secure the comfort and safety of pessengers ;
and, although the regular " Liners " or sailing packets
possess far less speed, and consequently much less cer-
tainty as to the period of their arrival, yet, as it regards
their arrangement, nothing can be more complete. The
fares as money are much lower ; while the fare as to pro-
visions is fully as good as that on board of the Royal Mail

—.s. But, is it has been already stated, our finances
ust (if prudence be consulted) ever rule the route to be
Many respectable families, however, prefer the
.y, via Quebec ; and without doubt, as far
as scenery is concerned, we are at a loss to say which is
most to be admired. The banks of the noble St. Law-
rence are richly wooded, and although the villages and
clearings are neither as numerous nor as good as those on
the Hudson, yet they are not without interest ; while the
cities of Quebec and Montreal have no competitors be-
tween New York and Toronto. We cannot, in any case,
recommend to those who may be straightened in their cir-
cumstances, the passage to New York; for although tra-
velling in the United States is undoubtedly cheap, yet the
distance is so great, and the changing from boat to boat
In. from carriage to carriage so frequent, that the expense

more direct wa

. .
becomes a matter of gra;e consideration. Many of the
best of our British ships are constantly sailing from every
port of note in the three kingdoms either to Quebec or
Montreal. Some emigrants are induced to embark in the
1 first ships,"
\
expecting, as a consequence, that those

'which sail first mist arTiTefirsi ; but this is far from be-
ing the case. It is true that they may reach St. Lawrence
before many others which leave at a later period ; but the
probability is that they way be detained by, or damaged in
the ice—the risk is much greater than the probable ad-
vantage of an early arrival—and 'it is therefore recom-
mended to passengers not to embark earlier than the be-
ginning of April,—.Rev, G. W. W07.'8 Canada as it is.

THE NEEDLE.—Haw often have I blessed my needle
for rescuing me from the temptations which assail the
other sex. Bright and innocent little implement, whether
plied over tasteful luxuries, or gaining the poor pittance
of a day, thou art equally the friend of her whose visions
tend to wander amid the regions of higher abstractions,
and of her whose thoughts are pinned down to the tread-
mill of thy minute progress. Quiet rescuer from clubs
and midnight revels, amid the minor blessings of woman's
lot thou shalt not be forgotten ! Still come, and let thy
fairy wand shine on her ; still lend an ambitious joy to
the play-things of the girl; still move unconsciously un-
der the glittering smile of the maiden planning thy trium-
phant results; still beguile the mother whose thought
roves to her boy on the distant ocean, or the daughter
watching by the sick bed of one who has heretofore toiled
for her; still soothe the long dreary moments of faithful
love ; and though a tear sometimes falls on thy shining
point, it shall not gather the rust of despair, since employ-
ment is thy dower.—Mrs. Gilmer's Recollections of a
Southern Matron.
MIXED COMMISSIONCOURTS OF SIERRA LEONE.—The
Mixed Commission Courts form a conspicuous feature in
the history of the colony of Sierra Leone, from the cir-
cumstance of its being by their fiat that thousands of
negroes have obtained their freedom. They are termed
mixed, from those nations with which England has treaties
for the abolition of the slave trade having a right to send
commissioners to judge in their respective cases. This
right, however, has seldom been claimed, except in a few
late instances by Spain and Brazil. But it requires little
penetration to perceive that they came, not for abolition,
but to preserve vessels engaged in the illegal traffic. Spain
is not to be trusted ; and the Brazilian flag, like charity,
"covereth a multitude of sins." The expiration of the
Brazilian treaty has already given a powerful impetus to
the trade, and the harbour of Sierra Leone has become
swarmed with vessels bearing that flag. This treaty does
not, like that with Spain, allow the condemned vessel to
be cut up; by it, they must be sold, hence, the same
vessels have been known to come in for adjudication seve-
ral times under a new name, as per example sharp-
sailing brigantine, within the year in which she was con-
demned as a slaver, was purchased by a German house in
the colony, freighted, and sent to Hamburgh, and in a
few months returned as a prize under a new name, proving
that she must have made a voyage to Brazil, or elsewhere,
and was again sold to a slave-dealer. She was then a
second time purchased by the same house for £6OO, and
no doubt will make her appearance a third time for adju-
dication. The "Atala" is another instance. This vessel
was purchased by a Mr. Machado, a Brazilian merchant
in the colony, and fitted out for a voyage to the Leeward
coast, but in a few months put back as a prize as the
"Ecuador."—Simmonds's Colonial Magazine.

TAKING A TUCK OUT.—I declare it really wasn't pru-
dent to trust that Emma to do a thing, and even that little
lamb of a Kitty of mine was scarcely safe with a stupid,
like her, in the house. For I recollect once, I had been
thinking the simpleton had a great deal of spare time on
her hands, and might just as well do a little needlework,
as sit twiddling her finger and thumb on an evening, so I
told her that my little poppet of a Kitty was growing so
fast that all her things were getting too short for her, and
she really wanted a tuck out in her best frock, and would
certainly look all the better for it, so I would thank her
to attend to it that night, and let it be done before she
went to bed. In the evening, I was in the parlour, boil-
ing down some quince pips to make a nice fixature for my
hair, and all the while I could hear that s*eet little che-
rub of mine down stairs crying ; so I said to myself what
the dickens can that, idiot be doing with the child in the
kitchen at this time of night, when it ought to have been
undressed and in bed a good hour ago ? Off I trotted to
see what precious bit of stupidity my lady was at now.
When I reached the kitchen I thought I should have
fainted, for there sat Emma, with my little angel on her
knee, dressed out in its best frock, and with its dear little
innocent face daubed all over with treacle, just as if it had
been tarred. " What on earth have you been doing with
the child, Emma ?" I exclaimed. " I thought as you said
it was to have a tuck out in its best frock, ma'am," she
replied, " it could have nothing nicer than plenty of bread
and treacle." And then to my horror I learnt from her,
that when I told her I fancied the child would look all the
better for having a tuck out in it's best frock, bless and
save us, if the stupid oaf didn't imagine that I wished it
to have a grand feast in its Sunday clothes ! "Oh ! you
stupid, studid thing !" I said, " and what business have
you to go giving the darling all that mess, when the doc-
tor has ordered me to let it have nothing but slops ?"
" Nothing but slops, mum !" she exclaimed, with her
mouth wide open with astonishment. " Yes, you stupid,
nothing but slops," I answered ; " don't you even know
what slops are now ?" "In course I do, mum,
—augh !—oh, la !" she replied ; and from the way
in which she turned up her nose, and the wry
face she made, I could easily see that she fancied
that the dear babe was to be fed with the grouts of the
tea-cups, or whatever else might be in the slop-basin,
when the breakfast things came down.—The Greatest
Plague of Life.
CASE OF SOMNAMBULISM.—AItogether, the most in-
teresting case of somnambulism on record, is that of a
young ecclesiastic, the narrative of which, from the im-
mediate communication of an Archbishop of Bordeaux, is
given under the head of somnambulism in the French En-
cyclopaedia. This young ecclesiastic, when the archbishop
was at the same seminary, used to rise every night, and
write out either sermons or pieces of music. To study his
condition, the archbishop betook himself several nights to
the chamber of the young man, where he made the fol-
lowing observations. The young man used to rise, to take
paper, and to write. Before he wrote music he would take
a stick and rule the lines with it. He wrote the notes,
together with the words corresponding with them, with
perfect correctness. Or, when he had written the words
too wide, lie altered them. The notes that were to be
black, he filled in after he had completed the whole.
After completing a sermon, lie read it aloud from begin-
ning to end. If any passage displeased him, he erased it,
11 has marched as steadily j and

wrote the amended passage correctly over the other ;
on one occasion he had to substitute the word "adorable"
for " divin ;" but he did not omit to alter the preceding
" ce" into "cet," by adding the letter " t" with exact
precision to the word first written. To ascertain whether
he used his eyes, the archbishop interposed a sheet of
pasteboard between the writing and his face. He took
not the least notice, but went on writing as before. The
limitation of his perceptions to what he was thinking
about was very curious. A bit of aniseed cake, that he
had sought for, he eat approvingly ; but when, on another
occasion, a piece of the same cake was put in his mouth,
he spit it out without observation. The following instance
of the dependence of his perceptions upon, or rather their
subordination to, his preconceived ideas is truly wonder-
ful. It is to be observed that he always knew when his
pen had ink in it. Likewise, if they adroitly changed his
papers, when he was writing,,he knew it, if the sheet sub-
stituted was of different size from the former, and he ap-
peared embarassed in that case. But if the fresh sheet of

paper, which was substituted for that written on, was ex-
actly of the same size with the former, he appeared not to
be aware of the change. And he would continue to read
off his composition from the blank sheet of paper, as
fluently as when the manuscript itself lay before him;
nay, more, he would continue his corrections, and intro-
duce the amended passage, writing it upon exactly the
place on the blank sheet which it would have occupied on
the written page.—Blackwood's Magazine.

CANADIAN DISCOMFORTS.—The accommodations for
the "beast" were usually good, but those provided for
the "man" were not always of the most tempting kind.
The beds were sometimes good, but much oftener bad,
while the meals, except in the city and some few of the
towns through which I passed, were the least inviting that
could have been placed before a hungry traveller. Let
the reader imagine to himself—sour, home-made bread—
tea which resembles, in flavour, a decoction of hay, and
sweetened with what 1 never could endure, the maple
sugar of the country—a rasher of bacon or ham exceed-
ingly salt, and oftener rancid than sweet, and as thick as
a beef-steak ought to be, but never is in this country—
potatoes infamously cooked—eggs fried and overdone in
grease— a saucer or two filled with preserved apples, em-
browned in the same eternal maple sugar—a few other
fruits, such as raspberries, currants, &c., spoiled in the
same manner—a couple of large plates of potted butter,
with huge particles of salt oozing from them like drops of
hoar frost from a damp wall—cheese resembling hard
prepared bees' wax, and tasteless and tough as leather—

let the stranger, I repeat, imagine this gafirnatias of eat-
ables, (he must not forget to add huge slices not of crisp,
but soddened toast) and he will know what sort of a break-
fast or supper he may expect to find in Canada, should he
ever be induced to travel through it. Sometimes a fowl
is added to what they pertinaciously insist upon calling
"supper," if you partake of it after one o'clock in the

day; but.which you, having only breakfasted, may incline
to regard as your dinner ; and this, if plainly roasted,,is
passable enough, but I confess that I never saw a piece
of beef (for they have no joints) or mutton, or veal,
placed on one of those "country inn" tables that was not
smothered in grease, and altogether most uninviting in
appearance.—Eight Years in Canada,_*c.

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I.A. WORD
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different, the prices enormous; and the shopkeepers, with
an audacity and dishonesty inconceivable to a stranger,
invariably take half the original price they demand for
everything. The filth and stench of the streets give one
an imaginary fever as one drives through them. I wonder
these people don't have the plague every year in this city.
The great, wide, beautiful stairs leading up from the Piazza
di Spagna immediately to the door of our lodging are the
favourite haunt of all the painter's models—old men with
grizzled beards and hair, and lads with blue-black locks,
falling all round the most wonderful eyes ever beheld ;
girls in the picturesque costume of the lower orders here,
with splendid heads and shoulders, and scarlet jackets,
and daggers thrust through the braids of their hair—here
they sit and stand, and lounge and 101 l in the sun, scream-
ing, shouting, laughing, gesticulating, or dozing, like cats,
with half-closed eyes, upon the warm stone steps; or,
with true brotherly humanity, exploring the animated
nature of each others elf-locks—beautiful, beastly crea-
tures. With those specimens of all that is finest in form
and colour lie a rabble of hideous deformities, whose sole
occupation is to extort money from every passenger that
walks, or carriage that drives, by them. Women with
huge goitres; men, with withered arms, hump-backed)
blear-eyed, fever-smitten, halting, squinting; idiots 101.
ling out their tongues and goggling their eyes ; the blind,
the maimed ; babies in arms and old creatures on crutches,
all swarm round the wretched wayfarer, and, with vocife-
rous outcries, persecute him for alms. Words fit only
for dogs do not repel them, nor the threatening arm and
lifted hand. They have lost all sense of shame, or of in-
jury. They are triple-cased in the impervious callous-
ness of the lowest degradation. The beauty of the women
of the middle and lower class of Rome is something really
wonderful: the richest colouring, great purity of features
and nobility of form, particularly in the outline of the
head and its position on the shoulders. Their persons
are generally clumsy, however, and their feet and ancles
extremely ugly, thick, and ill-shaped : their divinity
cornea no ower than their shoulders. Mrs, Buller.

THE OPERATIVES AND THE FACTORY BILLO.-It wag
said—could not the people work what time they choose ?
This sounded very well, but the 'reverse was the fact.
They had no choice. The employer had the power of co-
ercing them. The labourer could not resist, for the means
of living were at stake. There was only one way he could
resist, even for a time—by combination. Were their
lordships prepared to make these workmen feel that there
was no other means of protecting themselves than by
combining against their masters; for, when once these
combinations were formed, they were often turned to un-
lawful purposes. And if ihe whole body of factory ope-
ratives were driven into combinations it would be a just
ground for apprehension and be such an object of terror
as would force from a reluctant legislature those measures
to which they considered they were justly entitled. It
had been said that they might drive manufacturers out of
the country. Let them take care they did not drive the
manufacturing population into foreign countries. What
had caused our manufacturers to flourish so much beyond
those of other countries ? First, the security of all pro-
perty ; next, the wonderful physical strength of the la-
bouring population. If they took away from the people
the confidence which they at present justly reposed in the
legislature, by refusing to accede to their just and reason-
able demands—if they refused to allow them the means of
improving their moral and physical condition—if they
still persevered in turning a deaf ear to their prayers—
they would, in his opinion, be unsettling the very basis of
national security. It was said that they ran a great risk,
and might drive capital out of the country. Was it not a
great risk to injure the physical qualities of the labouring
classes—would not that be withering the right arm of
England and sapping the very foundation of her st• e igth ?
This world was governed by moral principles, and retri-
bution followed upon crime. Depend upon it, though it
sometimes seemed otherwise, that which was morally
wrong could not be politically expedient. There could
be no trifling with the moral law. That policy which was
wicked and unjust, although intended to increase wealth,
was in the long run found, even in a worldly sense, inju-
rious—if they neglected the public welfare, and threw
overboard considerations of morality and religion, in
order to make the nation rich, they would only succeed in
making the nation poor and the people debased.—The
Bishop of Oxford's Speech on the Factory Bill.
AN AMERICAN CLERGYMAN'S OPINION OF THREE
LIVERPOOL CLERGYMEN.-When I entered St. Jude's
it was completely filled with a most attentive congrega-
tion. With difficulty I made my way through the
crowded aisle to the pew where I had a seat secured.
Mr. M`Neile was himself reading the morning prayer.
Such finished and impressive reading I had never heard
before. But when he entered upon his sermon, I was
even more amazed. His subject was the offering of
Christian sacrifices. In his exhibition of it he was so
discriminating, evangelical, clear and intelligible, that,
while a child might comprehend him, the most instructed
Christian could not fail to be edified and informed. Were
there no attractions of manner, his subject and mode of
discussing it, so intellectual, spiritual, and adorned,
would have made him the first of preachers. In this
aspect of his preaching he is much like Our revered friend
Bishop M'llvaine, of whom I was often reminded as I
listened to Mr. M'Neile. The whole congregation seemed
intent upon the subject which was before them. Every
one was searching the Scriptures as he referred to them,
to see if these things were so. Even the people who filled
the aisles were all holding little Bibles in their hands in
the same employment. But great as was this attraction
of matter and subject, that of manner was not less. His
voice, action, and power of eloquence, certainly transcend
all that I had ever heard before. Tall, dignified, elegant
in form, with a full head of hair, nearly white, graceful
and commanding in figure, with an unusual compass and
variety of voice under perfect command, he must have
taken the very highest stand as an orator in any walk of
public life. As a preacher, combining the unrivalled ex-
cellencies of subject, mind, and manner, I should not
hesitate to say this is the very highest standard of preach-
ing among men. Nothing can surpass it.• And yet I
hardly express to you my own feelings or judgment in
this high commendation. The Lord's Supper was cele-
brated after the sermon ; and, as Mr. M'Neile was alone,
I went into the vestry-room to offer him assistance. He
had had a previous communion at eight o'clock in the
morning, and yet there were probably from four to five
hundred communicants present. It was a very solemn
and impressive occasion, and reminded me more strongly
of similar occasions in my own church than any which I
have elsewhere witnessed. In the evening I assisted Mr.
M`Neile in the service, and heard another admirable ser-
mon on the use of the law. I shall never forget the
solemn and impressive prayer with which this faithful
man commended the work before us, and my unworthy '
self, to God, in the vestry-room, before we went into the
church. There is no trifling about him or any. of his
duties. All is serious, affectionate, and faithful. In
preaching, he is wholly extemporaneous. He holds a
little pocket Bible in his hand, and from this he speaks
with the wonderful power which I have attempted to de-
scribe. This evening a crowded congregation hung upon
the words which fell from his lips. Perfect stillness
reigned throughout the church. Surely, I thought, God
is in this place. Oh, that I might catch something of
this living fire, and gain improvement from the privileges
of this day ! I had still other occasions to hear Mr.
M`Neile, and was only confirmed in the opinion which I
had formed of his power and influence as a preacher of
the gospel. My private acquaintance with him, in per-
sonal visits, still deepened the impressions which I had
received of his character from his public labours. Ano-
ther most interesting man in Liverpool is the Rev. James
Haldane Stewart. We have long known him by his wri-
tings and his efforts to revive the influence of true piety
in the church. His personal appearance and conversation
are most consistent with the beautiful and simple piety
of his writings. He is a tall and venerable man, perhaps
seventy years old, quite bald, with his scattered white
hair giving the aspect of great age, his countenance and
manners the very model of meekness and love; in all his
conversation deeply spiritual and instructive, proving a
most edifying companion to all who are able to appreciate
the excellence of his character and the evangelical purity
of his religious sentiments. I did not hear him preach,
but I saw him often in private, and felt a growing reve-
rence for his character and influence. Another very in-
teresting man in Liverpool is the Rev. Mr. Jones, of St.
Andrew's, for whom I preached on the second Sunday
which I spent in that place. I was indebted to him for
much attention, his whole manners and character being
marked by a kindness, and gentleness, and affection ex-
tremely winning. His church, which is in the centre of
the town, is in a most flourishing condition, and he him-
self exceedingly beloved by the large congregation who
have gathered under his care.—Recollections of England,
by the Rev. Stephen Tyny, D.D., Rector of St, George's,
New York.