line of private carriages, and a delegation from the Masonic lodge to which the captain belonged.

On the way to the cemetery, Sandy, who, for most of the time, was wrapped in profound thought, suddenly burst out, with a flash in his deep-set eyes,

"Did ye mind what the old priest said about they miserable creatures-outcasts and the like-the captain was always bothering himself with? Well, it's often and often I told him they things would be the death of him. Yes; over and over again, I told him that he may as well try to bale out the sea or fill a sieve with water as hope to do any good for the likes of them. It's simply impossible, and that's all there is about

it, I told him.

"But no, oh, no! Not him; he would no listen to me, no more than the wind whistling. Ah, man! his heart was too big for his head; and that was the trouble with him.

'Ah, well! I never knew what a true friend was till the captain fell foul of me; and if he hadn't, just when he did, what Sandy McGregor would be now, God only knows! 'Twas in the dens of iniquity he found me; ay, indeed, and it's to him I owe, under God, all I am this day.

"Ah, well, well! he couldn't help doing just as he did. It was the nature of the man, ye see. And so, perhaps, Father Burke isn't so far out of the way after all."

No more pitiful object could be seen than Sandy at the grave of the captain. His strong Scotch face was almost colorless, and his gray eyes, shaded by shaggy brows, gazed into vacancy with an expression of utter hopelessness. God

only knows to what extent he shares his friend's sublime faith; but to all appearance, his religion consists in an almost canine devotion and fidelity to "the captain." To him, "the captain" was all in all; there was no one like "the captain," and there never would be again. I am persuaded that if he could have accompanied "the captain" into the Unseen, he would have gladly done so. His last words, as our little group of mourners was about to separate, were, "Aw, mon, but it's a cauld warrld for Sandy noo!"

It only remains to be added, that shortly after the captain's death, the Mission was conducted by a Society composed of members of various denominations, who, after no little searching, found a zealous and acceptable leader. Eventually, a "Bethel" was erected for seafaring men and their families, and also a large, well-arranged, and carefullymanaged boarding-house and reading-room, known as the "Antle Home for Sailors." These with, perhaps, a mariner's hospital in a sea-side suburb, are all, more or less, the outcome of George Antle's efforts and perpetual monuments of his Christian faith and philanthropic zeal. 'Tis thus

Nor is it by such results alone that the full value of a life like Captain Antle's should be estimated. Churches, insti

tutions, societies, individuals may be placed in evidence and easily tabulated; but who can trace INFLUENCE through all its ramifications? Who can watch the quickening and growth of that seed which is sown in the hearts and consciences of men?

ND I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth

And I

were passed away; and there was no more sea. And I John saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. heard a great voice out of heaven, saying, Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.