My Friends in their Gardens 
Indeed, once I remember the dear old bachelor carried his 
loving kindness so far, he actually bespoke the visit of a 
pale-faced, poverty-stricken couple and their puling babe, 
who awoke the heretofore tranquil echoes by persistent 
wailing. I remarked upon these unwonted and discordant 
sounds. He smiled his sweet benevolent smile : “ Yes, it 
does cry a good deal, but, poor little soul, I hope the 
country air will do it good, and,” with a twinkle in his eye, 
“ I think it must be getting stronger ; its cries are louder ! ” 
He was very liberal-minded, and though very loyal to his 
own Church, deemed it but right to be careful to “ live in 
peace with all men,” and in consequence was known to 
respond civilly to overtures on the part of the Wesleyan 
minister, and was more than suspected of having given 
somewhat to the building of a Bethel in the far end of the 
parish the while he contributed largely to the handsome 
restoration of the parish church. He was known to have 
lent his field for a Wesleyan school-feast, and he was beloved 
alike by Churchmen and Dissenters. His was the home of 
peace, and its beams radiated afar. 
