"Farewell," said Mr. Haggitt, "and if we meet no more on earth, may we meet in heaven. One example let me add-the great Wilberforce was once as scepitcal as you; but in a continental tour with a friend, he was persuaded by him to read over with him the New Testament in Greek. The result was, a thorough conviction of the truth, as it is in Jesus, which led him to be so renowned for his piety, and to write for the use of his countrymen that immortal work, his Practical View of Christianity,' which I would advise you to read, as a full developement of all I have said of the importance of a serious and solemn examination of the Gospel of salvation." "These works," said Mr. Nimrod, "I will certainly procure, and read them; and they will pleasingly remind me of this unexpected and satisfactory interview with such intelligent and communicative strangers."

"A frank and free-hearted Briton," said Mr. Whiteden, as he departed, "who has observed the direction,

Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar."

"He speaks his mind, however, very freely," said Althorpe," and rolls forth his abhorrence of popish craft and hypocrisy in a foaming torrent of eloquence. I wonder he did not quote Shakspeare when he was painting the deceits of popery respecting a purgatory, to induce their dupes to purchase the chaunting of masses for their souls, as if they could move the devil to mercy, or dispose the Saviour to an act of amnesty

purpose;

'The devil can cite Scripture for his
An evil soul producing holy witness,
Is like a villain with a smiling cheek,
A goodly apple, rotten at the heart;
O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath !'"'

The travellers now entered their conveyance, and pro ceeded on their journey.

In their way they passed over Stoneshead, near Broughton, from the elevated part of which they had an extensive view of nearly the whole of Cumberland, from the Duddon to the Solway; and farther to the northwest they descried Wigton and Gallaway, beyond the Frith; and westward they could discern the Isle of Man. "This is beautiful!" said Charles. "True," said Mr. Whiteden, "but I had a much more extensive view on a former occasion, when as a younger man, I visited these parts. We went to the top of Black Comb, that lofty hill you see to the west. It was a clear day; and we saw to the southwest the hills of the Isle of Anglesea, and to the westward, across the Irish channel, into the county of Down. In fact, from that eminence we could take in the wide range of our view a glance of the hills of England, Wales, Ireland, and Scotland; and I do not believe there is another spot in the British dominions where each of the four united kingdoms could be seen at one view."

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Well," said Charles, "I delight in extensive prospects of sea and land; and when I stand on an eminence commanding such a view, I think with our immortal Shakspeare

All places that the eye of Heaven visits

Are to a wise man ports and happy havens ;
Teach thy necessity, to reason thus,

There is no virtue like necessity.""

"This," said Mr. Whiteden, is a lesson that you should learn, Mr. Haggitt; necessity calls on you to ramble through these scenes, to throw off your melancholy; and I hope the remedy will be a cure for the disease.'

In returning, they crossed the river Lune, near Sedburg,

a river dividing Yorkshire from Westmoreland; and, as they passed Middleton and Kirkby Lonsdale, they viewed with delight the river winding through verdant meadows, and trees growing over its rocky margin, and casting their shade on its waters, forming scenery as beautiful as those of France and Italy, penciled by Poussin and Claude. "This is beautiful," said Charles. "Yes," said Mr. Whiteden; "but you will be quite as delighted with the country about Burrough Bridge." Passing from the

"Sweet interchange

Of hill and valley, rivers, woods, and plains,"

they ascended through a narrow dale to regions more bleak and mountainous. "See" said Mr. Althorpe, "those single-arched bridges, built of grey-stone, spanning the stream; and here, see over the Lune, where the stream, contracted by its rocky sides, rushes under the bridge with a noisy current. I walked over it as I came this way some time since; it has no rail nor parapet, and so narrow, as only to admit one foot passenger at a time." " I should think," said Charles, "that there are some geological wonders in this country." "Yes," said Mr. Althorpe, "there are some; near Shap, in the neighbourhood of Keswick, there is a large Druidical circle of immense unhewn cobble-stones." "Well," said Charles, "I should like to have seen them-they are the huge granite pebbles of an antediluvian world !" "No doubt," rejoined Mr. Althorpe, "they were thrown upon those fells in rough primitive rocks, but became smoothed by the attrition of the mighty currents of water,

• When o'er the highest hills the deluge past."

Thus in cheerful, scientific, and religious conversation the long journey of the travellers was cheered in the chariot,

and at their resting places at the inns, till Althorpe was dropped in the journey nearest his abode; and at length Mr. Haggitt took his friendly farewell, near his parish church, thanking the travellers, that they had come SO opportunely to his succour, when he was "hanging down his head like a bulrush ;" and that they had taught him, by precept and example, to lift up his head again, and survey the ample sky and the green blooming earth, and to listen to the song of the bird; and had determined him to summon all his energies to attend to the duties before him to embrace all his family in one equal, undivided affection-to guard against all favouritism in future, and to be preparing to join those he loved, whom he had lost only for a time, in a world where tears will be known no more for ever.

CHAPTER LI.

CHARLES'S RETURN. THE SEPARATION.

RETURNED from Cumberland, Mr. Whiteden and Charles soon made their way back to the dear village of Sweetmarsh; and Charles again embraced his beloved Eugenia, and narrated all the chequered scenes of his long journey. -She felt deeply interested in the tale, and shed tears of sympathy for good Mr. Haggitt, and commended Charles and the party for the benevolent exertions which they had made to cheer his mind and strengthen his nerves; and especially she approved of the appropriate arguments which Charles had brought forward to bring him to feel it his duty to bow to the will of God, to hope for a future glorious meeting in the land of everlasting rest, and to gird up the loins of his mind for present duties. "Oh !" said she, "your old friend, Mr. Hiram, lost his daughter, and published her life, and he seemed almost unmanned by the bereavement. But, by degrees, it produced a softened influence over his character, and he became afterwards far more fervent, heavenly, and useful, as a preacher and a parish priest."

Eugenia, too was very interested in the account of Mr. Nimrod; "There is a squire in this neighbourhood," she said, "whom I met at a party-A gentleman remarked, that the most pious clergymen held generally the poorest liv