thoughtful, religious, and suggestive. And his acquaintance with the earth's structure was ever ready to be turned to practical account. This is an instance: Many years ago, when the turrets of Tom Tower' of Christ Church were undergoing repairs, during the Long Vacation, he had reason to suspect that all was not right. It was almost impossible for him to ascend by the slender scaffolding to these turrets; so from the window of his house he bethought him of watching the masons through a telescope. At last the unsuspecting mason, working, as he thought, far above the ken of man, put in a faulty bit of stone; my father, on the look-out below, detected him through the telescope, and almost frightened the man out of his wits, when, coming out into the quadrangle, he admonished him to bring down directly that bad bit of stone he had just built into the turret.'"'

Consolations of the Cross and the Rest of the Blessed. Sermons for Holy Week. By the Rev. P. Cheyne. Aberdeen: Brown & Co.

Mr. Cheyne is a well known and long tried parish priest of the Scottish Church, and although his name has of late been connected in our minds with the sad controversy of the Scottish Trials on the Eucharist, these sermons give us another view of his general tone of mind. Nothing can more impress us with the real and true spirit of a Christian Priest than these eleven sermons, they tell us of the writer, who has been so tried, that he brings all his trials and troubles to the one place of rest and consolation, the foot of the Cross, and there he bids his beloved flock to rest their spirits after the noise of controversy and agitation. We think such sermons as these may impress those who have opposed Mr. Cheyne so vehemently, with the feeling that the Cross and its teaching may have been forgotten in the eager and undue haste to condemn and deprive a brother clergyman. These few words on "The Suffering" will give our readers some idea of the depth and beauty of these sermons.

"When the Evangelist refers to the words of the prophet, he applies them to the cure of diseases—' That it might be fulfilled which was spoken by Esaias the prophet-Himself took our infirmities and bare our sicknesses.' But we must not think that our LORD's pure humanity was subject to sickness and disease like our sinful nature. He took our flesh, but He did not take its sinfulness, and so could not be subject to that which is the consequence of sin, as all disease and sickness is. Sickness and disease lead to death and terminate in it; it is the destiny of our nature, and we can no more prevent it than we can reverse the laws of nature. But over the sinless flesh of CHRIST death had no power but what He gave it, and, for this reason among others, we say that He suffered and died only because He chose to suffer and die-He had not in Him, as we have, those seeds of sickness and decay which lead inevitably, sooner or later, to death.

And yet, He had human nature as really and truly as we have; a real body and a reasonable soul, capable, when He pleased, of separation, and susceptible of the pain and anguish which other souls and bodies are susceptible of, but free from that which is a blot and imperfection in our nature, as disease and sickness are-being the penalty of sin; not essential to our nature, but brought upon it by the malice of the devil. CHRIST bore our griefs and carried our sorrows by submitting to them-by carrying them up with Him to the Cross, where, by His death, He took out the bitterness and sting which alone makes them evils to be feared, and infused a grace, which changes their nature, and renders them the source of joy and peace to those who are exercised thereby. And hence it is that the Cross is our real and only source of consolation in all troubles and afflictions, whether pain of body or distress of mind. Because in these natural evils-as they are to the natural man-CHRIST gives the grace and power of His Passion to those who endure them with a patient and loving spirit, and a consciousness directed to Him who bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that He might take away the sting from our griefs and sorrows.

"The saints have often thirsted after sufferings and afflictions that they might gain a nearer resemblance to CHRIST, their SAVIour. We hear S. Paul, for instance, expressing the greatest joy in afflic tions, in distresses and persecutions for CHRIST's sake; and it was the same with multitudes of those who have followed Him in the same way of the Cross. It is no extravagant or unnatural thing, as it seems to those who judge only on principles of nature and sense. It was only an ardent desire for that which is the true glory of a Christian, that is, to be made like unto CHRIST, that so they might attain the real end of their being, which is, to be admitted to the blissful vision of Him hereafter, and to reign with Him in glory. It is not for us to speak of doing as they did-of thirsting after sufferings and contempt. No wonder we shrink from an aim so lofty. Yet why is it that Christians now should think it either unnecessary or hopeless to imitate S. Paul and other saints? The kingdom of heaven is as difficult of attainment now as ever-as well worth all our efforts to gain as ever it was, and grace is still as powerful as of old-and the crown which is offered to him who overcometh is undimmed in its brightness-and the principles of the Gospel are unchanged. Its real aim is to train up saints for heaven, and not decent orderly people for this world. The reason that the high views of the saints appear to us enthusiastic or unnatural-not only beyond our individual aspiration, but unnecessary even to be attempted by any-the reason is that we want love-the love of CHRIST who died for us, and whose love should constrain us to aim at the highest, though, after all, the result of our endeavours may be with the lowest. If, then, we have not resolution, or want strength of mind, to desire and love suffering for the sake of being like CHRIST, let us at least try to accept with patience those tribulations which GOD sends for our good; and when He sends us crosses, not only let us be resigned, but let us also thank Him, since it is a sign, if we understand it aright, that He has not forsaken

us-that He is giving us an opportunity of practising the imitation of CHRIST, who endured the Cross, despising the shame, and is now set down at the right hand of God."-Pp. 23-26,

Violet, a Tale for Easter-tide. By the author of "My Christmas Home," &c. Jersey, Le Feuvre.

We are by no means disappointed in the expectations we expressed of this author. Violet is a good and genuine tale of the only true and Christian way to bear sorrow and trials. The author writes for every-day life, and for those who though living in the world wish to be not of the world: this is the essence of a good Church tale, in every event and relation of life to put before us that most forcible of all arguments, the quiet, patient, holy life, and such we have here in Violet, a true Easter life, heartily doing all things below, but in the midst of all seeking those things which are above, where CHRIST sitteth at the right hand of GOD.

Mrs. High Spirit, and Peter Pious. Wertheim and Co.

In spite of some few expressions, these tracts are a long way in the advance of those which it has been our lot to censure, as issuing from the same publishers, e. g., Mr. Ryle's and Mr. Mylne's; we notice a better tone altogether in these, and venture to hope they will displace many unsound ones. The hopeful signs in these two tracts are as follows: the Prayer Book and Church Services are entered into and discussed with considerable fairness. Bishop Jeremy Taylor and Bishop Wilson are quoted and approved of, and this may lead many to procure genuine editions of their works. There is no line drawn between faith and obedience, as if the one without the other would avail. The office of Godparents is thought much of. S. Paul and S. Peter take the place of the usual irreverent Paul and Peter, and so on; and though one old gentleman talks of the hymn before the service" settling his mind" to it, still, one cannot but feel that the old careless read Service would not at all fit in with the tone of these tracts.

Prayers for the Christian Graces, expressed in Scripture Language. By A. A. B. Mozley.

Prayers clothed in the language of Holy Scripture will doubtless be a help to every devout Christian. The present attempt is a successful one and has our approval; those who know how full Bishop Andrewes's Devotions are of the words of Holy Writ, will be glad that here his way has in some degree been followed, instead of the words and compositions of men.

The Adult School. Mozleys.

This little penny book contains a short account of the benefit of Night and Adult Schools, with here and there hints for their management. If well ordered, nothing can be more useful, and Parish Priests will find such a School a great help and link in keeping elder children to the Church up to and after their Confirmation. A Night School twice a week, with a short address and Prayers at the close, may be made a valuable means of keeping influence over those who have never been to a day-school, or who have been removed to work at the very early age common among the working classes. We have known such a school in a large London parish work well when attached to a Sunday School, and attendance on it made a reward for steady good behaviour in the latter; it was from 7 to 9 in the evening: reading, writing, and arithmetic, had half an hour each, and in the remaining half hour the Psalms or Lessons for the day were said in class with a few questions on them: Prayers followed, the evening Canticles were chanted, and Compline Hymn sung, the Holy Days and Seasons being marked as they occurred; thus a good Church feeling was kept up, though in the parish church there were then no Daily Prayers and but few signs of increasing life and energy.

In the first number of Mr. Parker's Tales on Church History, we recognize the style of a long-valued Church writer, whose particular gift is in this line. His admirable, vivid, homelike sketches of the life and trials of the early Christians should do good work among ourselves, and will do so if they lead us to think of our very different and self-indulgent lives as hardly consistent with the treading in the footsteps of a Crucified SAVIOUR.

Those who can appreciate good sound common sense mingled with something higher and better, and couched in language at once clear and classical, will rejoice in the appearance of a new and cheaper edition of Mr. Help's Essays in the Intervals of Business. (J. W. Parker and Son.)

A Short Form of Prayer for National and Weekday-Schools. Windermere: J. Garnett. This is a useful little Tract, and the responsorial form adopted seems the most correct way. We would suggest that the response to "Let us pray for H. M. our Bishop" should be altered for something applicable to his office, as it stands it is simply a verse from the Psalms, that would do well for a king or prince, but certainly has nothing to do with a Bishop in his office.

The Bishop's Little Daughter, which appeared in our pages, has been reprinted separately. It is no mean praise to say that in many parts it reminds us of "The Birthday," and it is exactly suited to the same class of readers as that work.

THE

Churchman's Companion.

PART CXL. VOL. XXV.]

[JUNE, 1859.

THE WYNNES; OR, MANY MEN, MANY MINDS.

BY THE AUTHOR OF "A HOUSEHOLD RECORD,' ETC.

CHAPTER VIII.

MEANWHILE with a heart but little less oppressed, Barbara travelled up first-class express to London, where Paul was already pacing up and down the platform, awaiting her. How pleasant his face looked amongst that crowd of strangers; indeed more than one of the strangers themselves turned back to gaze upon a bearing so courageous, cheery and composed.

Barbara's polite farewells to Mr. Cradock were soon over her luggage on the top of a cab, Paul and herself within it.

"Oh, Paul! it is so delightful to have you again !" "And for me to have you! Home seems as stupid now without its present sub-mistress, as it did at first without its old one. Poor Hetty, how is she?"

Barbara hesitated.

"I don't know," she said at last, bluntly.

"Well, is she ill or well? tolerably cheerful again, or as wretched as at first ?"

"Worse!"

"What do you mean ?"

"Oh, nothing. Only that I would not be a married woman for £50,000 a year, far less for £5,000." Paul laughed.

Hetty did not marry either the one or the other, but the accidental owner of the last."