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THE COUNTRY CLERGYMAN. 



' God never meant that man should scale the heavens 

 By strides of human wisdom. In his works, 

 Though wondrous, he commands us in his word 

 To seek him rather, where his mercy shines. 

 The mind indeed, enlightened from above, 

 Views him in all ; ascribes to the grand cause 

 The grand effect ; acknowledges with joy 

 His manner, and with rapture tastes his style.' 

 * . * 



' Philosophy, baptized 

 In the pure fountain of eternal love. 

 Ha* eyes indeed ; and viewing all she sees 

 As meant to indicate a God to man, 

 Give* kirn his praise, and forfeits not her own.' 



COWPER. 



THE month of September is, in this climate, some- 

 times gloomy, and that of 18 possessed a few 

 days of winter rigour. Mr. Wilfred Eames sat 

 on the evening of that month in one of those two 

 Patagonian arm-chairs that decorate either side of 

 the fire-place of the Athenaeum Library in Pail Mall. 

 ' Waiter,' exclaimed Mr. Eames in a rather dis- 

 satisfied tone. A dapper attendant in a drab 

 livery with metal dome buttons, which I under- 



