of every portion of it, and all had their interest and charm for him. He delighted in walking over the smooth and breezy downs, collecting specimens of the various fungi that grew there, of which he had a rare knowledge, and enjoying the lovely views over the Weald to the north, the region covered in ancient times by the forest of Anderida, or over the rich fertile belt to the south, studded with villages and homesteads, and bounded by the sparkling sea, rising out of which might be seen on clear days the long wavy line of the Isle of Wight. He was thoroughly familiar with all the wild flowers and ferns with which the lanes and woods and copses teemed, and all the trees that abounded in the stately parks of Goodwood, Arundel and Petworth, Cowdray and Up Park.

He could advise people as to the various kinds of flowers, plants, trees, and shrubs that were best suited to the soil of the particular district in which they lived. At the diocesan conference of 1892, when he was ninety years of age, in summing up a debate upon thrift he made an admirable spontaneous address upon the management of cottage gardens, mentioning the most profitable kinds of fruit to cultivate in them, at the same time making the suggestion that the County Councils might facilitate the transport of fruit from districts where it was plentiful to others in which it was scarce.

He observed everything wherever he went, and the results of his observations were stored up in a most retentive memory. Diligent as his Arch

deacons, the eyes of the Bishop,' were, he took care to use his own eyes as well, and was thus in a great measure his own Archdeacon, minutely investigating the condition of churches, parsonages, and school buildings, besides studying with the greatest care all the answers to the articles of inquiry which he issued before his triennial visitations.

He was familiar with the architectural features of every church in the diocese, and took a lively interest in all the historical associations of such places as Pevensey and Battle, Lewes, Selsey, and Chichester. It may be truly said that no Bishop of Chichester ever walked so much about his diocese, and knew every corner of it so intimately from personal inspection. I am a walking Bishop,' he once said, 'not a talking Bishop.' No one, indeed, could be a more interesting talker than he was, but the remark is a true illustration of one chief characteristic-the concentration of his energies in the most devoted yet unostentatious way upon the administration of his diocese. 'I do not think,' he said, 'that I have a mission to the Church at large, but to the Church in this particular diocese;' and certainly he had no ambition to figure outside it as an orator or preacher, although he never shrank from any call to public duty that could not be avoided.

No doubt the variety of his tastes, but more especially his intense love of the country and of all that makes country life enjoyable, was one secret of his excellent health prolonged to extreme old age.

Constant touch with nature seemed ever to renew his youth, assisting him to throw off the effects of many of the worries and vexations that are inseparable from a Bishop's life. It was wonderful how quickly a few turns round the garden, with his daughter or some congenial friend, where everything that his eye lighted on had its own peculiar interest, would soothe the irritation or clear away the cloud of depression caused by some unsatisfactory meeting, some distressing interview, or some painful correspondence. His garden, indeed, was an inexhaustible source of delight. In his Lancashire home, of course, he had been able to cultivate only the hardier kinds of roses and such other flowers as could resist the malign influence of a smoky atmosphere and a damp chilly climate, but in the more genial air of Sussex his horticultural tastes could be fully gratified. The Palace garden at Chichester is partly bounded by the old city wall, and from the top of the turf terrace which skirts the wall there are charming views of the cathedral towers and spire. The garden itself abounds in a variety of trees and shrubs planted by successive Bishops, more especially by Bishop Carr; and Bishop Durnford made some additions to the inheritance. Nothing gave him greater pleasure than to take his guests a tour of the garden, and talk to them about the flowers and trees which he so thoroughly understood and loved: the large Mespilus, the Catalpa, the flowering Ash, the Majorca box, the red and yellow Chesnuts, the Japanese privet, the standard fig trees,