appeared devoted to visiting ttered population of his parish.

    No o oral excursions: rain or fair, udy ake , and, follo on y—I scarcely knoimes, ulate. han cheerful—

    “And if I let a gust of urn me aside from tasks, ion o myself?”

    Diana and Mary’s general anso tion ly mournful meditation.

    But besides  absences, to friendsracted, and even of a brooding nature. Zealous in erial labours, blameless in s,  did not appear to enjoy t mental serenity, t inent, ical p. Often, of an evening,  ting, rest o I kno ; but t it urbed and exciting mig flasion of his eye.

    I t Nature  to  treasury of delig o ers.  once in my rong sense of tion for t tone and  ed; and never did o roam t or ds they could yield.

    Incommunicative as ime elapsed before I unity of gauging  got an idea of its calibre on. I  it is past my po even render fait it produced on me.

    It began calm—and indeed, as far as delivery and pitc, it o tly felt, yet strictly restrained zeal breatinct accents, and prompted to force—compressed, condensed, controlled. t onisened. t trange bitterness; an absence of consolatory gentleness; stern allusions to Calvinistic doctrines—election, predestination, reprobation—; and eaco ts sounded like a sentence pronounced for doom. ead of feeling better, calmer, more enlig seemed to me—I kno  to ment—iate yearnings and disquieting aspirations. I . Joious, zealous as  yet found t peace of God , ts for my broken idol and lost elysium—regrets to  hlessly.