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senger from the Queen must have old Kate, and stony terror on the face called him secretly. He will come back, of Alice Tilney, she had been carried and I will wait for him upon my knees. away, still as if dead, to her own But I am not sure; I think he is not room, Sir William, his voice and his gone; I think some evil-"
whole frame shaking, called Antonio to The door opened and Antonio came his side. in, followed by a man-at-arms, whose "Your pen, Tony!" he said. “Sit you stupid face was flushed with Christmas down and write a letter to my Lady cheer. Margaret looked hard into the Marlowe. Ask the meaning of these velvet shadow of Antonio's eyes-was things,-tell all that has come to pass, he false or true?-and suddenly she and how her mad stepson's doings have saw her lover's fate there. She made well-nigh killed my Margaret." a step with hands outspread, faltered "Ah, dear Sir, 'tis the shock, she will and dropped upon the floor, falling her recover," Antonio said in his softest length, with all her brown hair loose voice, and smiled with an exquisite and long, at the feet of these men en- tenderness. “Let us wish Queen Martering.
garet joy of her knight-on his way · Later, when with tears and sobs from to her!” he added inaudibly. Macmillan's Magazine.
(To be continued.)
THE ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY IN AMERICA.*
This little, unpretending volume has as a surprise both to himself and to yet something about it of greatness. the world in general. That it should It is a sincere and simple record of a have surprised himself may be set great occasion, honestly, faithfully, and down to his modesty. The world was diligently turned to advantage. The surprised because it has hardly quite first visit of an Archbishop of Canter- realized the Archbishop for what he is. bury to the English-speaking popula- He is, in truth, a very remarkable man. tion of the New World must always in With no particular advantages, he has a sense have been an event,-a memora- risen to the first ecclesiastical position ble moment, at any rate, in the chroni- in the English-speaking communities, cle of ecclesiastical history. But it and he has done so more rapidly than might have been no more. It was a any of his recent predecessors. He is “Christian opportunity,” to use the not a great orator, or a great divine, phrase which the Archbishop happily or a great scholar; he is not at first seizes on to describe it. But it might sight gifted with the genius for symhave been only an opportunity lost. pathy or the personal fascination which Archbishop Davidson did not lose it. have often aided and sometimes beBy God's grace he was enabled to make trayed, great and successful prelates much, very much, of it,-much that ap- and pastors. He is, indeed, far more pears already, much more that will of each and all of these than is often bave its quiet influence for the future. understood. He is an excellent The striking success of the visit came speaker, a sound and well-informed
**The Christian Opportunity: being Sermons and Speeches Delivered in America.” By Randall Thomas Davidson, Archbishop of
Canterbury. London: Macmillan and Co. [38. 6d. net.]
theologian; his Life of his father-in-law dian. What could be more happy than is written with a skill and propriety his generous tribute (as one of your and charm which many scholars and own historians has said'') to the Jesuit men of letters miss; and, as all admit, missionaries of early Canadian days, he has the temper and sagacity of a spoken in that historic city the most statesman. But in this visit, and in conspicuous object of which is the these addresses and sermons, he showed glittering roof of the Laval College; or, these qualities raised to a higher power. again, than the allusions in the same They have an eloquence, a vividness, address to "the open Bible in the and an interest which it is impossible English tongue," to the Bishop of New not to feel. If, as Disraeli said, one York, and the great New England poet. of the most conspicuous marks of The Archbishop has not been thought genius is rising to the occasion, the of as a great man. He nowhere claims Archbishop may be said to have shown that title; indeed, he disclaims it. He here just that with which he had not is there to fulfil his duty and his mishitherto been credited, genius. What sion, "only caring to be great but as he was the cause? Something, no doubt, saves or serves" the Church and the was due to the occasion itself; but cause whose minister and missionary more was due to a cause far deeper he is. But he does not disclaim or disand higher,-the spirit and the aim with parage his position. He “magnifies his which he went. There is a shock and office," or, as the Revised Version more i stimulus in the New World, espe- faithfully renders it, he "glorifies his cially to one who belongs to, and repre- ministry.” He holds it no little thing sents much that is oldest in, the old. that at last, in the fulness of time, it To step from Lambeth on Thames-side should be given to the Archbishop of to the St. Lawrence with Quebec and Canterbury to speak to the New World. Montreal is to experience a startling "Popes of a new world," Papae alterius contrast. But this is in reality a very orbis, the Archbishops of Canterbury small part of the matter. Far more were, indeed, called long ago in a faimportant is it that the Archbishop mous phrase. That title he does not went as an apostle and in the truly covet. “Not a pope but a pivot,” is his apostolic spirit, an apostle of that sim own description of himself, "a human ple Gospel which is new among the old, centre, round whom the work of the and old among the new, which over- English Church and the English-speakleaps both space and time.
ing Churches may revolve," and who This it was that gave him a sim- thus by giving them a common centre plieity, a forgetfulness of self, which is may help toward their essential unity the greatest secret of the potency of and co-operation. For this was the these addresses and sermons. It is real text of the Archbishop's sermons, wonderful how the old apostolic that the English race are brethren, and methods and apostolic phrases seem that that large brotherhood may lead to suit the situation. It has been said up to the still larger unity and brotherthat nothing could be less like St. Paul hood of Christianity. Much, he feels, than an Archbishop of Canterbury. Yet under God's providence, Christianity Archbishop Davidson is best described owed to the Graeco-Roman system, in terms of the methods and the lan- with all its faults; to that pagan Emguage of St. Paul. We see him here pire, combining the work of Alexander becoming in the best sense "all things and of Caesar, under which St. Paul to all men,”-to the Americans an was born and educated and worked. American; to the Canadians a Cana Much it might still owe to the British Empire; still more to the English- tions.” “We are one," he went on, speaking race. It was his large and “in heart and soul and resolve, whether liberal grasp of this idea that made the as citizens or Churchmen." "The Archbishop so fully at home in the New courtesy of your act to-day," he said in World. He is filled with hope. He Faneuil Hall, "is another instance of feels the sense not only of a new world the strength of those links which but of a new era. “No other period of bind our peoples, as it seems to me, Christendom,” he said in the memora- absolutely, indissolubly, together ... ble and typical “Salutation" at Wash- links which nothing, so far as I can ington, the central point of a great ser- see, that can in the changes and vice on behalf of Christian unity at chances of life come about, is likely to which, it is said, not less than thirty- sever or impair.” “We join hands," five thousand persons were present, he said in concluding the last address "no other period of Christendom can contained in these pages, that to the compare with ours in the possibilities Evangelical ministers and Methodist which are set within our reach. No students at Boston,-"we join hands in other part of Christendom, as I firmly behalf of a common cause, the setting believe, can do for the world what we forward of our Master's kingdom, both on either side of the sea can do for it, in the Old World and the New.... if we only will. God give us grace to That our gathering may with God's answer to that inspiring call!"
grace cement more closely what is The moments in this opportunity deepest and best in the bonds which were many. We follow the Arch- unite us across the sea in matters bishop as he lands in "fair and famous national, religious, moral, and social Quebec,” then up the wide-flowing St. is my eager wish and shall be my conLawrence to Montreal, on to the Great tinuous and anxious prayer." Lakes and Toronto; then to the quiet Straight, simple, terse, there is some country church in North-East Harbor thing soldierly, something that reminds where he preached his first sermon on of a very different theme and volume the soil of the United States; next to Caesar's Commentaries—in these brief sunny Washington, and to Philadel- utterances. They are the speeches of a phia, in its very name the City of practical, sagacious, shrewd man, Brotherly Love; then to busy New stirred to deep emotion. They move York, and last to Boston and the many- and touch the reader because the memoried Faneuil Hall. Everywhere speaker was touched and moved in no the same dominating note resounds common way. To all who hope for and through different harmonies. "I am long to help our age, to the true Chrisconscious," he said at Philadelphia, in tian and the true patriot on both sides language which was received, we read, of the seas, in the new home where the with great and continued applause, speaker spent so happy and fruitful a "that the words that have been spoken sojourn, in the old to which he has reto-day, and the reception given them, turnéd, as we hope, refreshed and enare meant to express what you feel couraged, we commend these hopeful, about the Church of which we are prayerful, suggestive words as in a members, the absolute oneness of our very real sense the best of ChristmasChurch, the almost oneness of our na- tide reading.
THE “LITTLE FATHER” AND HIS CHILDREN.
The incompetence of the Czar has or not, it did not lie with the Czar to been displayed on a larger stage than refuse to take account of it. Autocseemed likely to be open to it till this racy, like every other form of govern. day week. No single circumstance that ment, has its special obligations. can make his weakness more visible Under all other forms some channel has been wanting. The revolutionary exists in which those who think themmovement in St. Petersburg-if that selves oppressed can make their voice can be called revolutionary which, in heard. There is some Chamber in the first instance, was only a strike of which the working class have a share workmen against conditions of labor of representation, however small, and which they regard as intolerably hard can, on occasion, make that share -was of a kind which it rested with audible. In Russia alone there is nothhim, and with no one else, to control ing of the sort; in Russia alone is the and keep harmless. The language of Sovereign the sole source, whether of the petition contains, indeed, much that justice or of mercy. And, therefore, goes beyond the ordinary complaints in Russia alone has the Sovereign no of workmen against their employers. right to refuse to consider in his own There is enough of political unrest in person the prayers of his subjects. Russia-arising, to a great extent, The Czar cannot pass on these prayers from the want of any regular means of to a Ministry or a Parliament. Parliamaking political wants known-to en- ment there is none, and the Ministry is sure the introduction of such questions only a term of courtesy for a group of into any document that expresses the clerks who have neither position nor feelings of a large number of men. authority, except as the creatures of But any one who reads the long intro the Sovereign's will. Even a Czar canduction which ushers in the specific not have things both ways. If he is an remedies demanded will see that the autocrat, he must behave as an autopetition is far more an utterance of dis- crat, or have his incapacity for his content with their own material con place and function demonstrated to the dition than a demand for Constitu- world. tional changes. Some of the common- This is the choice which Nicholas II, places familiar in all such manifes- has this week had to make. He may, toes are to be found in this one, but indeed, have persuaded himself that he others are curiously wanting. The re- has evaded responsibility by running sponsibility of Ministers, the separation away, and that a Czar whom his peoof Church and State, a progressive in ple do not know where to find is a come-tax are all here; but there is no Czar who cannot be blamed for anymention of universal suffrage, of vote thing that follows upon his flight. He by ballot, or of the convocation of a may even hope that the massacre of National Assembly. The gist of their Sunday will be laid at the door of the complaint is the exploitation of the Grand Dukes, and that his other shortworkmen by capitalists and Govern comings will be excused on the score of ment officials, and the little that is his being an obedient nephew. Unknown of Russia supplies no assurance fortunately for him and for his dythat this is not a well-founded griev- nasty, these flimsy pleas will be forance. But whether it be well founded gotten as soon as they are set up, and
many just and unjust claimants for it, of Ireland, and of Galway, from the but probably not many have had it de- new. It was in the autumn of 47, manded of them in such grandiloquent before men had realized to the full the terms as were employed on Bridget horror of the visitation which had come Coolaban's behalf in a document which upon the land, that the old pack of the now lies before me. Written on thin Blazers went out for what was to prove paper, yellow with age, and wreathed its last meet. The hounds vanished in round with pen-flourishes, it is headed the first covert into which they were “Ecce Iterum," as if to show that Latin thrown as though they had been swalwas as familiar to the writer as calig- lowed up. Not a whimper or a rustle raphy and the loftier heights of the betrayed their whereabouts. In vain English language.
the horn sounded the note of recall
more and more insistently, the silence "Honored Sir," it runs,—“The Bearer, remained unbroken, till at length one Bridget Coolahan, has come by a very of the huntsmen dismounted, to push great Loss. That infernal insidious his way on foot through the furze and Quadruped (vulgarly called a fox) briars of the covert. He fled back, Proverbial for his Machiavelianism, white and panic-stricken, for the bas in his nocturnal Perambulations hounds, gathered together in the thick converted the poor woman's poultry- undergrowth, were devouring the dead yard into a scene of Mortality. No less body of a man. As the awful whisper than 13 of her fowl has fell victims to went round the field, each man without his insatiable ungovernable fury. She a word turned his horse's head and rode places her affiance in your well-known home, sick at heart. It was the Master Benevolence, and expects that you will himself who flogged the hounds from make good her loss."
their ghastly feast, and led them back
in silence to the kennels. That night Across the memories of all who can he shot with his own hand every hound look back sixty years or more the who had been inside the covert. It was shadow of the Great Famine lies like many a long day before the Blazers a dividing line, separating the old life went out again. Blackwood's Magazine.
THE QUEEN'S MAN.
of Lord Marlowe. She would not speak CHAPTER IV.
of him to Dame Kate, still less to Alice When Mistress Meg came back to the Tilney, and it was in silence and with castle after her morning adventure, long faces that they both waited upon she was not over sorry to find that her her. If the truth were told, while the grandfather had gone to bed, objurgat old woman was angry and anxious, ing Sir Thoma's for the length of his Alice was afraid. mass, and too weary to wait for her When at last Margaret was called to greetings.
her grandfather, she told them both to Meg lay for a few sleepless hours, stay behind, and went into his room then rose and attended the Christmas alone. Now the cold white light of the service in the castle chapel, wondering snow was streaming in, but the glory a little that she saw and heard nothing of the evening before was all gone; a