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positions. In the gravel deposits of Derbyshire, there are fragments of almost all the English formations, from granite to chalk, and it would not be difficult to collect specimens of all the English rocks from these gravel heds. A fine specimen in this district is Robin Hood's Stride, a curious cluster of rocks at Burchoven, in Youlgrave, Derbyshire. It is, sometimes, called Mock Beggar's Hall, and is said to have been the scene of many of Robin Hood's exploits, in those days
When Robin Hood and little John,
And all the greenwood owned their sway. 'This is a series of rocky masses curiously piled one on the other, apparently in the most artificial manner, and surrounded by huge clefts of riven blocks, all bearing traces of having suffered in nany conflicts with the elements. Similar in structure to Robin Hood's Stride, are the High Rocks at Tunbridge, in the midst of the romantic scenery of Tunbridge and Tunbridge Wells. These rocks present many features of geological interest, and are, in the highest sense picturesque.
Near the road, which is delightfully situated, may be seen the High Rocks. Sixpence is paid for each person to Mr. Jacob, who keeps the little Inn called the “Cape of Good Hope,” opposite the gate, and who rents the site of these picturesque masses from the Earl of Abergavenny, on whom it devolves to keep the road to them in repair.
The High Rocks form a semicircular range, according with the prevailing ingredient of the soil, which is, indeed, the characteristic feature of the surrounding country: it is a sandstone of considerable hardness. Where this lies near the surface, as the light soil is washed away, considerable prominences are presented to the eye ; and, when blended with the verdure of trees and shrubs, cannot fail to be highly gratifying to the observer. In some places, where the inequality of the ground has favoured more extensive failures of the adjacent soil, these protuberances are of considerable magnitude, of which the High Rocks are a remarkable instance. One of them, the Bell Rock,
is so called from its being sonorous when struck with a stick, which is generally lying against it for that purpose. At a .considerable depth below the surface the sand becomes white, and of a delicate fineness.
In some instances, in the vicinity, the excavations made in conse- / quence appear as if they were caverns.
Numerous plants were growing freely about the High Rocks at the time just alluded to, among which in surprising abundance, was the oxalis acetocellu, with its three heart-shaped pendulous leaflets, its flower exquisitely
veined with purple ; and the beautiful whortleberry, with its singular heath-like flowers and its bright green leaves, so often used by the rustic matron in place of veritable tea. Hollies, pines, and firs are also plentiful. Visitors acquainted with botany will find here ample means of instruction and amusement : heaths of great variety and beauty ; forest shrubs and rock plants shoot forth, indeed, with marvellous abundance. We
may pass from one surface to another, richly over
grown with verdure, of these masses of sandstone. Of another spot Cowper says:
“Not all its pride secures
Beats in the breast of man. The Toad Rock, at Rustall Common, is a strangely confused heap of broken masses, poised on a narrow column of laminated fragments, and bearing some resemblance to a crouching toad. Great rough masses lie on every hand, all thrown about with the wildest and most picturesque disorder; though the toad rock, from its strange form and prominent position, most quickly arrests the eye of the spectator.
Many of these erratic blocks scattered in various places, are remarkable for their great size. That out of which the pedestal of the Statue of Peter the Great was hewn, weighed fifteen hundred tons, and was an insulated drifted mass of granite, that lay on a marshy plain near the city of St. Petersburgh, from whence it was removed on rollers and cannon balls, while the ground of the marsh was frozen hard.
WICKLIFFE AND HIS COLPORTEURS. As has been remarked before, no book before the invention of printing, [his version of the Scriptures] ever had such advantages for becoming widely known. Wickliffe, the great practial reformer, with his thorough knowledge of all classes of English society, had not urged through this gigantic task as a mere experiment. He had his eye on a definite, practicable result, the means for accomplishing which were in his own hands. Aside from the demand for the Scriptures, excited by his general influence during a long public career, he had at command one of the most effective agencies of modern publication. The active, hardy, itinerant preachers, whom he had sent ont to proclaim, by word of mouth, glad tidings to the poor,
who had threaded every part of England, and become intimately acquainted with the character and wants of its population, now formed a band of COLPORTEURS for the written word. They knew in what far-off hamlets, pious souls were counting the days to the return of their missionary, and pining for the bread of life ; what thinking merchants and tradesmen in the great towns, what honorable men and women among the country gentry, were eager to search the Scriptures, whether these things were so. Several copyists, no doubt, had kept pace with the progress of the translation ; and as fast as a few chapters, or a book was completed, these faithful agents would make known the priceless treasure in the homes of the people. Many a touching scene might be imagined, of rustic groups by the wayside, in the churchyard, or around the peat fire at erening, listening for the first time to the words of the Bible in their mother tongue. Then, how would the beautifully written manuscript be passed round, from band to hand, to be admired and wondered at; and not seldom to be wet with tears from eyes that beheld for the first time, in English characters, the name of Jesus ! Nor would the Missionary be suffered to depart, before a copy, of at least some portion, had been obtained. If no professional copyist was to be found, hands all unused to the labor of the pen would scrawl painfully a rude transcript of a Psalm, of the Ten Commandments, a few chapters of the Gospels, or of Paul's Epistles, to remain as a lamp of heavenly light, when the living preacher had departed. It is a fact of intensest interest and significance, that numerous fragments of this kind were subsequently found among the Lollards. True, a large majority of the middle and lower ranks, must have depended for their knowledge of the holy oracles on the ear alone. But when the memory is little occupied, and the heart writes the lesson on its tablets, much of the very language of Scripture may even thus be handed down, unimpaired, through successive generations. The truth
of this is abundantly verified in the history of Wickliffe's later followers, as sketched in the second part of this work.--Mrs. Conant's English Bible.
A LETTER TO THE YOUNG,
FROM UNCLE JOSEPH.
My dear young friends,
I dare say some of you will remember your old friend, Uncle Joseph: and if you ever think of him you will think that he either must be dead, or ill, or that he has forgotten his young friends. Now he wishes to assure you that he is still alive-that he has not forgotten you, but that his heart beats with feelings towards you as warm and kind
It is a changing world we live in, and people's hearts and dispositions are often as changeable as the weather. Uncle Joseph however wishes his young friends to be assured that his feeling of sincere desire to do them good, and of warm-hearted kindness for them, is as strong as when they were oftener hearing from him. Since he wrote to them last he has had much more to think about, feel about, and attend to than usual. Often when walking to a preaching appointment, or when returning from one in the evening, has the thought of his dear young friends come over his mind, and the wish has sprung up in his heart, -Oh for time to write them another letter! His promise to say something more about William Cowper-His poetry, his letters, and his hymns remaining unfulfilled, he has felt a strong, a very strong desire, to steal an hour or two from other matters, and write what he has to say, and send it away to the Editor of the Magazine, for his dear young friends. Well he has more than once begun, but ere he could finish, something or other has come in the way, and the thing has "dropped through.”
Well. do you know, yesterday, Uncle Joseph got a new book ! and he is as fond of a new book as any of his young friends are of a new hat or a new bonnet. He got his new book, cut the leaves, and, as the day was unusually