thus from the Queen of heaven, from her whose name is above every name; who is the mediatrix of all salvation; the eternal principle of happiness and of life, and upon whom all the universe, angels and men, fix their regards and their adoration?

'Is it not in her that God has shewed the glory of his power and of his mercy, and that he has put all the treasure of his love? Ye faithful! contemplate them with me, and possess them for yourselves!

'I see at first her immaculate conception. The angel Gabriel appeared to her mother, and choirs of angels exulted and rejoiced in the heavens. At her birth, which was without pains, the brightness of the sun is doubled, the moon shines as the sun, angels descend in a crowd around her cradle, and the heavenly infant is delighted already with their concerts. Thus, from this blessed day, every year this birth, altogether divine, was celebrated in the heavens, by the blessed and the holy angels; as also upon earth excommunication and secular chastisements have smitten the profane who have denied its heavenly nature.

'I see afterwards her assumption. She died: I grant it; although sin had no part in her. But forty days after, she rises again, and on the 15th of the month of August, angels carry her up in triumph into heaven, her habitation and her throne.

'Who is she that ascends? exclaim I then with the ancient church; who cometh up as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army ranged in order of battle? Ah! it is to-day that the garden of Eden receives the animated paradise of the new Adam, this mother of the living God, yet always a Virgin: this temple of the word, yet incorruptible!

'What do I say? Is it not a Goddess whom the heavens receive? Is it not thus that the most holy Father Leo X. names her?

And what goes she to do

in heaven? I ask... Now listen!-she goes to receive from God the half of the kingdom of the universe, as the most learned doctors have declared ; and it is thus in order that the court of heaven may adore her, and that it may obey her, as one who has merited by her works all the glory which is acquired for her for ever.

'Let her be praised then, no more, as while she was yet here below, for what God had done for her; but let her be adored for all that she has done for God. Or rather, her glory is above all glory, and there is but God who alone is above her, who can worthily proclaim her praise.

'Abase thyself then in her presence, thou church which adorest her. Abase thyself, thou entire world! Heaven and earth, humble yourselves before Mary!

See you her not established above the kingdoms which she directs and governs? Are they not the kings themselves who confess it? Did not Louis XIII. say to her, I will not reign unless thou reignest? Do you not see her doing all that she pleases, in heaven and upon earth, multiplying the most unheard-of miracles; overthrowing armies; delivering towns; driving away the plague; repelling famine; striking with death her enemies; hearing all prayers; appearing to her worshippers, and, to say all in a word, come down from heaven with her most holy Son, in this same place. Yes, faithful! upon this spot where I speak, and where she deigns to receive you, there to place her sublime and living image,

and there to fix for ever her abode and all the efficaciousness of her gifts and of her imperishable favours.

'Thus what assurance of pardon have you not in her? If even the souls of the reprobate pray to her from the bottom of hell, to the end that she may deliver them, what shall you not obtain from her grace? Ah, believe it! if the foolish virgins, instead of addressing themselves to the Son, had spoken to his mother, the door certainly would have been opened unto them; for she would have obtained it from her Son by the right of a mother which she possesses.

Happy then are you, ye faithful! in rendering to her your adorations. If that of latria is what belongs to God, it is to the Virgin that you owe that of hyperdulia: yes, absolute adoration by the submission of your hearts, which you ought to humble in her presence, and the whole affection of which you cannot sufficiently devote to her without reserve the whole obedience and the whole fervour.

'Happy, also, if you approach to these holy relics, her veil, her comb, her bobbin, her shoe, her ring, her milk! Happy, if her image is dear to you, and 'you address to her each day your homage!'

It was nearly thus that the preacher expressed himself. The people who listened to him were charmed and in compunction; and the remainder of the day was employed by this multitude in processions, in adorations to the angels and to the saints, in felicitations upon the result of such a pilgrimage, and upon the full pardon which should be gained by it, and even which might be shared among relations and friends, who had not been able to visit the image except by their intention and in spirit.

Then, reader, the grief of my soul was extreme. I wept before the Lord Jesus, whom I had seen despised and trodden under foot with such excess and assurance: I groaned over the servitude in which I saw this poor people retained by Satan; and I thought also of the ancient days, of those days when the faithful mouth of Zuingle was opened in these same places.

(To be continued.)

THIS wisdom cannot be attained, but by the direction of the Spirit of God, and therefore it is called spiritual wisdom. We see to what vanity the old philosophers came, who were destitute of this science, gotten and searched for in his Word. We see what vanity the school doctrine is mixed with, for that in this word they sought not the will of God, but rather the will of reason, the trade of custom, the path of the fathers, the practice of the church. Let us therefore read and revolve the holy scripture both day and night; for blessed is he that hath his whole meditation therein. It is that that giveth light to our feet to walk by; it is that which giveth wisdom to the simple and ignorant. In it may we find eternal life.-Homily for Rogation Week.

LADY FLORA HASTINGS.

It was towards sunset on the evening of the 9th of July, 1839, that, while crossing London Bridge, I descried amid the thousand masts of Thames' one with a sable ensign the sad purport of which I well knew. It was the Leith steamer, Royal William,' lying off St. Katherine's wharf, destined to receive a freight, the recollection of which thrilled my bosom with emotions inseparable from the subject. A long drive brought me to the opposite extremity of the great city; and I soon found myself housed in the very spot whence, twelve months before, I had looked on the brilliant pageantry of the coronation procession; yea, standing at the window where I had proudly hung forth my banner '—the name of Victoria wrought in living rosebuds-over which, as my fingers pursued the delightful task, many a prayer had been secretly breathed that the glory of a divine workmanship

1 See the number for August, 1838.