490 OLD HUMPHREY. 



committee of the Religious Tract Society, marks the spot 

 where peacefully repose his perishable remains. On it 

 are engraved these words : 



" In his writings 

 He sought the honour of God, 

 And the highest happiness 

 Of mankind." 



No body-stone presses on his dust ; the millefoil spreads 

 its beautiful green leaves over the ground, and the luxu- 

 riant grass waves silently to and fro beneath the long 

 shadows of the majestic elms, through which the old 

 church peers grey and mistily. Before and behind rise the 

 east and west hills, clothed with furze, and brake, and 

 bramble ; to the right extends a deep valley, the hill-sides 

 dotted with houses and trees ; to the left opens the bound- 

 less sea, murmuring in constant cadence a sweet but 

 solemn requiem. Beautiful spot ! how calm, how pictur- 

 esque, how lovely, how completely in harmony with his 

 character and works. As I stood, transfixed by the beauty 

 of the prospect, many were the visitors to this old church- 

 yard, and few departed without pausing and saying a kind 

 word over the tomb of George Mogridge, better known as 

 " Old Humphrey." 



NATIVE SINGING BIEDS, 



[" From The Florist? May 1867, p. 98.] 



WE have received through the post an anonymous 

 circular pleading in behalf of " our indigenous 

 singing birds." In a postscript the sender remarks a I 

 hope you will help me in my endeavour to save our 

 singing birds." Beautiful creatures ! you have, and always 

 have had our sympathies, and bold indeed must be the 

 hand that would venture to molest you in our domain, 

 Your gay flutterings impart life ; your joyous warblings 



