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of Calcutta, and that almost everywhere they were miserably deficient in decent accommodation in cleanliness, air, food, and water. He laboured at their reformation for the following thirty-five years, with the great success that has made his name so celebrated. His Christianity was of that type which is“ pure as a flower amid Alpine snows.” He died at Kherson, of fever, caught amidst his work. “Bentham" writes of him: “His kingdom was of a better world; he died a martyr, after living an apostle.”
Convention of Cintra (p. 23).-In 1806, two years previous to the convention of Cintra, a young Irishman named Doyle came to study at the University of Coimbra, north of Lisbon, and when the Duke of Wellington, then Sir A. Wellesley, arrived in Mondega Bay with an army to drive out the French, Doyle joined it as a volunteer, and made himself very useful at the conferences held when the invaders had been defeated, so that he says tempting proposals were made to him, but he decided “to reject the favours of the great,” and “to flee even from the smiles of a court," preferring “to labour in the most humble department of the sacred ministry” in his own native land. Upon his return to Ireland he soon distinguished himself so much that he was made Bishop of Kildare at the early age of thirty-three. He was a very enlightened prelate, and desired, if possible, to effect a union of the Catholic and Protestant Churches. He was taken ill, and spoke such true and pure Christianity to those who came to call upon him in his sick room, that the priests about him decided it must be stopped. They accordingly gave him opiates each morning so that he might be unable to converse with callers, who were thus allowed the satisfaction of seeing their Bishop, but nothing more ; and in the evening as the effects of the opiates wore off they castigated him as a punishment for his heretical opinions. I learn this, while writing these notes, from a clergyman who had the information direct from one of those who assisted at the flagellations, and so knows it to be perfectly true. We can imagine the sufferings of the good Bishop, he was still in the prime of life, only forty-eight, but we can hardly be surprised at his not recovering under such treatment. At length his end drew near, when "for three hours during his agony he uttered in language of surpassing and extemporary eloquence, the most lively expressions of faith, hope, and charity," and
closely as possible that of the Master he had desired to serve.”+
Sixty candles blazing round one image (p. 62).
The reader is indebted to Mrs. Corfield, of Madrid, * for the following anecdote, which I have ascertained to be perfectly
She describes the Spanish children as generally pretty, with large soft black eyes, some being as fair as English children and showing great intelligence and quickness in learning. Her letter is to the following effect-One bright lad, not yet five, named Manuelito, accompanied his mother the other day to see a sick friend. On entering the room they saw a table with a figure of the Virgin with a doll in her arms, both dressed in tawdry finery, and though it was broad day and the sun was shining in brightly, two candles were alight. Before this figure, and on the bare bricks, knelt a woman, her hair dishevelled and her dress in much disorder, who in loud tones continued her prayer to the figure of wood regardless of the entrance of the visitors. Manuelito and his mother approached the bed where the invalid lay. The latter taking her feverish hand asked her kindly how she was, “Very bad,' said she; but I think I shall soon be better as they have lit the candles — and look they burn straight.' (This they think is a sign their prayers are going to be answered.) “And my sister is praying to the blessed Virgin, so I am sure she will cure me. If she does I have promised to give her all my hair-look, it is very long—and wear nothing but a brown dress for three years.' Manuelito's mother said nothing; but he, in his childish voice, exclaimed 'Oh, dear Doña J-a it is no use to pray to the Virgin, she cannot hear you'
adding, 'do pray to God'
and finished his little exhortation with the Bible says so and my teacher says so too. All looked astonished, for by this time others had come into the room and demanded an explanation, when Manuelito's mother confessed that her son had expressed what was also her own belief ; at this all were indignant, and with loud voices proclaimed their belief in the Virgin Mary's power to heal and pardon too. The sick woman however recovered, and both she and her sister are now members of
* Wife of the British and Foreign Bible Society's agent at Madrid.
† Miss E. J. Whateley tells me she feels sure the above statement is incorrect—that Dr. Doyle died a true Protestant, and was not likely to have made such a request, and that several untruths as to what he said in his last hours were circulated after his death. Her father (Archbishop Whateley) knew him very well, and they consequently heard all the particulars of his last illness; not only was he very badly treated, but his secretary was maltreated likewise and his right hand burnt off, when he fled for his life. He sought and obtained shelter and protection, and by this means the treatment which he and Dr. Doyle had received became known to those who befriended him. The facts would then have been published, but it was considered inexpedient lest it should expose the secretary to the risk of further personal injury.
the church to which Manuelito's school is attached.” The image and candles are removed and in place of them they have a large and beautiful Bible (which cost six shillings) paid for by them in weekly instalments of a penny or twopence, which is now esteemed as their greatest treasure.
Their greatest treasure.—The following is an extract from the writings of Canon Wordsworth (now Bishop of Lincoln) —“The Bible is the pure unsullied fountain of all love and peace, happiness, quietness, and joy, in families and households. Wherever it is duly obeyed it makes the desert of the world to rejoice and blossom as the rose. These are the fruits of the Bible. Surely we may conclude from them that the tree which bears them has been planted by the hand of God, and is watered by the dews and showers of His Spirit, and is warmed by the sunshine of His grace; that it is God's tree and will flourish for evermore."
This bright little Manuelito may remind us of another lad whose schoolmaster said that he was “a boy of so active a mind that if he were left naked and friendless on Salisbury Plain he would, nevertheless, find the road to fame and fortune," a prediction verified, for the boy in question, Sir William Jones, became noted afterwards as a celebrated Orientalist and scholar, and also became a Judge in India, while he wrote of his early years, with the fortune of a peasant I gave myself the education of a Prince.” These notes shall conclude with the lines he wrote upon a blank page in his Bible. *
“The Scriptures contain independently of a divine origin, more true sublimity, more exquisite purity, purer morality, more important history, and finer strains both of poetry and eloquence than could be collected within the same compass from all other books that were ever composed in any age or in any
idiom. “The two parts of which the Scriptures consist, are connected by a chain of compositions which bear no resemblance in form or style, to any other that can be produced from the stores of Grecian, Indian, Persian, or even Arabian learning. The antiquity of those compositions no man doubts, and the unstrained application of them to events long subsequent to their publication, is a solid ground of belief that they were genuine productions, and consequently inspired.”
* Also in his eighth discourse before the Society for Asiatic researches.