New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1883-03-04

church and sat under his ministratioDs; the tenth
having caught killed and eaten amouse on Sunday,
was communicated, and from that day was not
allowed again within the sanctuary.
He himself Devised the ceremonial he employed
IN his church |; and his administration of baptism
was so impressive that children were carried long
distances to be baptized by him. The tall broad
shouldered man. with noby cut profile, dark eyes,
and long, snowy hair, was striking figure, as ne
strobe up the aisle in his waving purple cope, car
ryng the child aoft and laundering forth WIN
magnificent voice the words OF the ser'lce
At the ordinary service he was always inyls-
IDLE until, having shouted Thomas i'll
that tbunderous voice, two hands lhcaSeu III
crimson gloves thrust through the screen WIN
the oertory bags in which aims were to be collected
by the church warden who answered that iani'iar
call Sometimes a crimson hand was to be seen
gliding I'D the banpister of the pulpit, to be fol-
lowed bv his body, wOrm,ng its way through an
aperature of the screen measuring only sixteen
inches This proceeding the odd parson called the
camel getting at length through tue eye OF The
needleD The crimson gloves he invariably wore
He hated black and accordingly always robed him.
self in claIe-colOTed coats, which revealed al the
open breast a knitted blue iishermans jersey lie
always wore, too, fishing boots reach
ing above his knees, and for many
years brimless hat of pink or flesh
colored beaver. After while he aban doned these
pink hats partly because they hada ri ok of fading
and wore instead claret-colored wlde-awaKe III
this extraordinary combination of garmentsle went
to London to be married the second tIne and losing
his hat on the way tied up his head in large scarlet
handkerchief and thus attired paced London streets
to the wild establishment of the wayfarers In cola
weather he wore about the parish yellow poncho
j., h1u n blanket
cut in the middle through which he thrust bis head
He was spiritually dreamer, almost mystic
Worldness he abominated; he believed the
spiritual life to be the real life and that the true
ann of man was TO lift his soul above the sordld
earth and raise ii meditation and prayer union
with God He would sit for hours on the cliffs
looking over the Atlantic, lost in dreams; aud
other hours he would spend in his chancel, kneel-
ing rapt in strange VISIONS He had strong belief
that be and the Church were under special DIVINE
protection and he would insist" SAYS Mr. Barring
Gould, that no misfortune ever betell his COWS
or sheep. When, however, after some yeats
he was unlucky, he looked on every stroke of mis-
fortune as an assault of Satan himself allowed to
try him as he had tried job" He had many super
stitions. not the least curious of which was be-
lief in witchcraft in the evil eye and in various
signs and wonders He was once sitting with a
friend, when suddenly the table gave crack.
Starting he laid his hand on it, and said: " Mark
my words, there has been death in my family"
BY strange coincidence, the next post brought
news of the death of one of hjs sisters-in-law.
In spite of all his eccentricities Hawk religion
was deep and true his sef-sacrlice honest and IN
faltering He lived, spoke, dressed and thought ex-
actly as he chose; and made 10 failure In manll-
ness, sincerity and purity OF soul. There was little
about him of the modern Angcani it was as If
man of Devon who had lain two centuries dead had
risen to toll and suffer and dream in an uncongenIal
world.
Mr.. Baring-Gould has strung together his chapters
and his anecdotes with little care and no ART; but
he has given rough sketch winch ought 10 tempt
painter OF quaint human nature like Richard Black
more 10 a portrait rich in color and in detail.