under the triple shield of a free Bible, a Protestant Church, and a Protestant Government; to call upon Him to succour us in this our time of need; and then, in faith and confidence, to arise, put on the whole armour of God, and with a good courage quit ourselves like men. While, as men and patriots, if we fail to transmit to our children the inheritance which our own forefathers purchased with their blood, and which from generation to generation has been nobly defended, and handed down to us almost intact; then, at a future time, our offspring will lift up their voice, and call us neither good, nor wise, nor blessed. But what cause for despair, or even for faint-heartedness? If the inheritance has deteriorated in our time, it is ours to repair it, and to transmit it to posterity in a better condition, if possible, than when we entered upon it. We must walk by faith; and looking back upon the last twelve or fourteen years of our national history, we surely have no cause for distrust in Him who holds the waters in the hollow of His hands, and counts the nations of the earth as the dust on the balance. We have been delivered from all our enemies. When the Russian hosts swept down like a torrent from the North, carrying all before them, we withstood them, and turned them back, and came off victors. When, again, the atrocious Indian mutiny inundated with blood the fruitful plains and teeming valleys of our Eastern possessions, to the astonishment of the world, a handful, so to speak, of English soldiers utterly dispersed and put to flight the rebels; and more than this, under the leadership of a Christian general, reconquered and subdued the whole territory, from north to south, and from east to west; and the country is now more absolutely in our possession than it ever was before. Who can fail to perceive the hand of the God of battles in these? The late Abyssinian campaign is universally acknowledged to have been one of the most masterly, and most successful, that modern warfare ever witnessed. After a toilsome march of several hundred miles, through an unexplored and almost impassable country, and that too under

a burning sun, our brave and long-enduring troops came upon the stronghold of the enemy, and after a brief contest carried all before them without the loss of a single man; then, having accomplished their just and necessary mission, returned in triumph, without sullying their track with any of those acts of rapine and wanton cruelty which so generally mark the path of an invading force. Thus one of the greatest military successes on record was achieved-" integrity and uprightness" preserved us.

Yet we must not forget that God is just as well as gracious: "I, the Lord thy God, am a jealous God;" "Mine honour will I not give to another;" "Those that honour me I will honour," &c. In India we had dishonoured God grossly, even in the eyes of the heathen themselves, and we received our recompense; and terrible for a time was the chastisement. The very means taken to conciliate the natives caused the revolt. So, too, with Ireland; the very men, the Jesuits, whom we have endowed, and to whom we basely truckle, at the expense of truth and of religious convictions, they it is who have stirred up the late rebellion. Here, again, we have reaped some of the fruits of our doings: the life of our beloved Queen has been threatened, and one of our Princes shot, but happily the wound did not prove fatal, and the health of the Duke of Edinburgh is not, we hope, seriously impaired. With such lessons before us, let us then no longer obstinately fight against God; but rather consider well our steps, and thoroughly amend our ways; and ponder, too, for a moment, on the great national blessings which, during the last ten years, have been so plentifully showered down upon us. Our Queen's eldest daughter, the Princess Royal, has been united in marriage to the Crown Prince of Prussia, thus drawing more closely than ever the bonds of a cordial alliance which has so long existed between the two great Protestant powers of Europe. Again, the whole nation hailed with enthusiastic delight the landing on our shores of the Princess Alexandra, the bride of the Prince of

Wales. From that auspicious day to this, the esteem and affection with which the Princess of Wales is regarded by the people of her adopted country has steadily increased; for in the genius, character, and nature of the Danish people, there is something so strictly in unison with our own, that it would be strange indeed if a lady possessed of so many virtues, and the daughter of such a sire, did not claim our admiration.

In fact, in each one of the alliances of the royal family we have reason for gratitude, and doubt not that they have all been directed by the highest wisdom, and will, indirectly, tend greatly towards the maintenance of peace in Europe.

So far, then, at least as regards England, the picture of the past is a bright and a happy one; but even here, without entering upon the question of the fall or maintenance of our national Protestant Church, even here there are a few sad spots which claim our sorrowful, yet grateful, tribute. In the death of the Prince Consort we have lost a good and wise adviser of the Crown, whose worth was deeply felt, and openly acknowledged, by the whole nation. Death, too, has deprived our armies of the services of the noble Havelock; while the eminent and successful statesmanship of Lord Palmerston no longer adorns our ministry. Lord Derby, however, though unable to undertake the onerous duties of the premiership, still renders his country his best and, in the present crisis, his invaluable services.

In our own Church, an unusual number of our most tried and venerable champions have gone to their rest, and it is with no slight sorrow that we enumerate our loss. The obituary, imperfectly sketched, includes the names of the Rev. Carus Wilson, so well known for his eminent Evangelical labours; the Rev. Henry Roxby Roxby, esteemed and beloved for his faithfulness and gentleness; the Right Rev. Daniel Wilson, Bishop of Calcutta; and William Carus Wilson; all of whom have ceased from their labours; as have also the Rev. John

William Cunningham, for more than fifty years Vicar of Harrow, and late Editor of the Christian Observer; Archbishop Sumner; the Rev. C. S. Bird; Henry Venn Elliott; Canon Stowell; Dr. Marsh; Villiers, the pious, simple-minded, and holy Bishop of Durham. And within the last few weeks, Dr. Jeune (almost as soon as he was appointed to the bishopric of Peterborough), who lived only long enough to shew his diocese and the Church, how grievous was their loss; Richard Spooner, M.P. (brotherin-law to William Wilberforce), a fearless champion of the Protestant cause; and many other names, less known to the public, but not less dear to the Church of Christ.

And here we feel we should be guilty of an omission did we not allude to the death of John Angell James. He was not a minister of the Church of England; but even those most opposed to him readily admitted that he well deserved the eulogium which Johnson assigned to Watts: "He was a man to be imitated in everything but his nonconformity." The Tract Society alone has circulated more than three million copies of his various writings, which have been blessed to many souls.

We feel that our list grows upon us, and that we shall grieve the friends of many whose names are omitted;-from ignorance, we can assure them, and not intentionally. Thus we have almost omitted to mention the loss of the pious and deeply learned Dean Goode, once our Editor.

We thank God, however, that the places of many of them have been admirably filled. Of the living we will not speak.

In the ten years over which our editorship has extended, mighty changes have taken place on the face of Europe; and of the seen and unseen mercies of our God we have ample grounds for gratitude. During that brief period, most of the nations of the earth have been convulsed with war-wars such as were not since the world began. There have been famines and earthquakes in divers places,-distress and perplexity of

Wales. From that auspicious day to this, the esteem and affection with which the Princess of Wales is regarded by the people of her adopted country has steadily increased; for in the genius, character, and nature of the Danish people, there is something so strictly in unison with our own, that it would be strange indeed if a lady possessed of so many virtues, and the daughter of such a sire, did not claim our admiration.

In fact, in each one of the alliances of the royal family we have reason for gratitude, and doubt not that they have all been directed by the highest wisdom, and will, indirectly, tend greatly towards the maintenance of peace in Europe.

So far, then, at least as regards England, the picture of the past is a bright and a happy one; but even here, without entering upon the question of the fall or maintenance of our national Protestant Church, even here there are a few sad spots which claim our sorrowful, yet grateful, tribute. In the death of the Prince Consort we have lost a good and wise adviser of the Crown, whose worth was deeply felt, and openly acknowledged, by the whole nation. Death, too, has deprived our armies of the services of the noble Havelock; while the eminent and successful statesmanship of Lord Palmerston no longer adorns our ministry. Lord Derby, however, though unable to undertake the onerous duties of the premiership, still renders his country his best and, in the present crisis, his invaluable services.

In our own Church, an unusual number of our most tried and venerable champions have gone to their rest, and it is with no slight sorrow that we enumerate our loss. The obituary, imperfectly sketched, includes the names of the Rev. Carus Wilson, so well known for his eminent Evangelical labours; the Rev. Henry Roxby Roxby, esteemed and beloved for his faithfulness and gentleness; the Right Rev. Daniel Wilson, Bishop of Calcutta; and William Carus Wilson; all of whom have ceased from their labours; as have also the Rev. John