were always locked in church time, and she could not let him in. "Woman, do you know who I am?" said the doctor, bridling. "No," replied she, with great indifference, "I don't know, and, what is more, I don't care."-" Woman!" retorted the doctor, in a rage, "open the gate instantly-I am Master of the Temple !"—"The more shame for you,” replied the inflexible porteress; "the more shame for you to be walking here, when you ought to be praying at church!' IRVING'S POPULARITY. HE excitement which the Rev. Edward Irving, the popular minister of the National Scotch Church, created in London, held the throngs together for hours. They were first assembled for hours before he made his appearance, and then they listened to his lofty discourse for hours more. His sermon for the London Missionary Society was three hours long, and he had to take rest twice in the middle of it, asking the congregation each time to sing a hymn. "I undertook to open Irving's new church in London," says Dr Chalmers. "The congregation, in their eagerness to obtain seats, had already been assembled three hours. Irving said he would assist me by reading a chapter for me. He chose the longest in the Bible, and went on for an hour and a half. On another occasion, he offered me the same aid, adding, 'I can be short.' I said, 'How long will it take you?'-' Only an hour and forty minutes !'" Still Irving drew the crowds. When he went through his native district of Annandale, the churches were too small to contain the crowds that gathered to his feet. He preached in the open air. All the churches around were closed in honour of the event, and pastor and people trudged together to hear this mighty Boanerges, whose voice could be heard half a mile off, and whose sentences could be followed at the distance of a quarter of a mile. At Edinburgh, when he preached, during the General Assembly, a course of twelve lectures on the Apocalypse, the hour of his appointment was six in the morning, and fashionable crowds tossed out of bed at five in the May mornings to hear his marvellous oratory. FAMILY PRAYERS. 66 ONAS HANWAY, the philanthropist, having once advertised for a coachman, he had a great number of applications. One of them he approved of, and told him, if his character answered, he would take him on the terms which they had agreed upon : "But," said he, as I am rather a particular man, it may be proper to inform you, that every evening after the business of the stable is done, I shall expect you to come to my house for a quarter of an hour to attend family prayers. To this, I suppose, you can have no objection."-" Why, as to that, sir," replied the man, I does not see much to say against it, but I hope you will consider it in my wages." A LOST SOUL. R PERCIVAL, in the appendix to his "Moral and ordinary anecdote of Mr Simon Brown, a dissenting minister of eminent piety and great abilities :-" Mr Brown and another minister were walking together near Hampstead, in a part of the road infested by a notorious footpad. His companion said: "Suppose the footpad should attack us, what shall we do?"-" It will be a shame," replied Mr Brown, "for two persons so stout as we are to be robbed by one man.” Soon afterwards the footpad appeared; and whilst the other minister amused him with the delivery of his money, Mr Brown got behind the robber, took him in his arms, threw him down, and held him fast, but did not strike him. The companion ran for assistance, and soon returned. Mr Brown rose up; but on detaching himself from the robber, found that he had pressed him to death. The shock of this event, with his previous agitation of mind, affected his brain so forcibly, that he thought God had taken away his soul from him, and that He did it judicially for his neglect of the divine rule of our Saviour, “If any man take thy cloak, let him have thy coat also." Labouring under this terrible delusion, he quitted the duties of his function, and though he continued to write with eloquence upon religious subjects, he could not be persuaded to join either in public or private worship. The reason which he assigned for this singularity of conduct was, that he had fallen under the displeasure of God, who had caused his rational soul gradually to perish, and left him only an animal life in common with brutes; that it was, therefore, profane in him to pray, and improper for him to be present at the prayers of others. In this opinion he remained fixed, nor would any reasoning prevail upon him to believe that he possessed an immortal soul. While in this morbid state of mind, he wrote a masterly defence of revealed religion against Tindal, but prefixed to it a most extraordinary dedication to Queen Caroline, in which he says: "That by the immediate hand of an avenging God, his very thinking substance has for more than seven years been continually wasting away, till it is wholly perished out of him, if it be not utterly come to nothing." BISHOP JEWELL'S MEMORY. HE famous Bishop Jewell had, by application and industry, so improved his retentive powers, that he could readily repeat anything he had written, after once reading it over; and, therefore, usually at the ringing of the bell, he began to commit his sermon to heart, and kept what he learnt so firmly, that he used to say if he were to make a premeditated A CLERICAL ORIGINAL. 289 speech before a thousand auditors, who were shouting or fighting all the while, he could repeat the whole of what he had designed to deliver. Many barbarous and hard names out of a calendar, and forty strange words, Welsh, Irish, &c., after one reading, or twice at the most, with a short meditation, he could repeat both forwards and backwards without any hesitation. Sir Francis Bacon reading to him only the last clauses of ten lines in Erasmus's paraphrase, in a confused and dismembered manner, he, after a small pause, rehearsed it in the right way, and without a single mistake. A CLERICAL ORIGINAL. HE curacy of the village of Thulkeld, in Cumberland, was once in the possession of a clergyman remarkable for the oddity of his character. This gentleman was a native of Scotland, and rejoiced in the name of Alexander Naughley. The cure at that time was very poor, only £8, 16s. a year; but it was sufficient for the manner in which Mr Naughley lived. His dress was mean, and even beggarly; he lived alone, without a servant to do even the meanest drudgery for him; his victuals were cooked by himself, not very elegantly, we may suppose; his bed was straw, with only two blankets. But with all these outward marks of a sloven, he was not devoid of genius. His wit was ready, his satire keen and undaunted, and his learning extensive. In addition to this he was a facetious and agreeable companion, and, though generally fond of close retirement, he would unbend among company, and become the chief promoter of mirth. He had an excellent library, and at his death left behind him several manuscripts on various subjects, and of very great merit. These consisted of a treatise on Algebra, Conic Sections, Spherical Trigonometry, and other mathematical questions. He had also written some poetry, but most of this he destroyed before his death. His other productions T would have shared the same fate, had they not been kept from him by a person to whom he had intrusted them. The state they were found in was scarcely less extraordinary than his other oddities, being written upon sixty loose sheets, tied together with a shoemaker's waxed thread. SPIRITUAL TOLERANCE. HEN Cumberland, the dramatist, was on a diplomatic mission at Madrid, he was taken very ill, and was not expected to recover. In this state he was visited by Padre Don Patricio Curtis, an Irishman by birth, but who had been above half a century settled in Spain, and preceptor to three successive Dukes of Ossuna. This excellent old man, then above eighty years of age, who was universally respected for his virtues and generous benignity of soul, lamented that Cumberland had no spiritual assistant of his own Church to resort to. He then offered, if the doors of the room were secured, and he was provided with a prayer-book, to administer the sacrament exactly as it is ordained by the Protestant liturgy. To this Cumberland consented, when the venerable man read the whole of the prayers, and officiated in the most devout and impressive manner. DR GODWIN'S "MAN IN THE MOON." HIS amusing little work was published in 1638, and written by Dr Godwin, Bishop of Llandaff in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, and collated to the see of Hereford by her successor, King James I. It was composed when the author was a young student at Christ Church College,, Oxford, under the assumed name of Domingo Gonzales. One of the prints represents a man drawn up from the summit of a |