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rills, the flowers, the green mossy banks, vermilion and golden rays flickered as if loath to leave the spot; and ab—there is a human form stretched on the moss,-it is the form of a man, and he is very still,as if in a deep sleep, — with one arm thrown across his face, to shield his eyes from the burning rays; dusty, way-worn, and almost tattered, the traveller, for such the stranger evidently was, had thrown himself down, and his attitude betokened helpless fatigue. Miss Lancaster quickly stepped forwards, keeping her brother back with one hand, as she gently lifted the wayfarer's arm and beheld his face,-a face on which she thought the lineaments of death were stamped; but it was not death,-only near it; it was the pallor and emaciation of misery and starvation.
“ Vere—Vere,” cried she, as he turned and met her gaze, “speakspeak to us,-here is your poor father—"
“ Leave me—I have sinned—I am not worthy to be called his son.”
The poor prodigal unknowingly uttered the immortal words of One Who declared “there is joy in the presence of the Angels of God over one sinner that repenteth ;” and his father had compassion when the son said, “I have sinned against Heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son.”
The beloved son supposed to be dead, was alive again; he was lost, -and was found.
But there was no merry-making; for the unhappy young man's life hung on a thread ; with unutterable and speechless anxiety he was watched over and tended by those who had found the stray sheep, and tenderly brought him into the fold again. Vere's shame and humiliation were pitiable, but tended to the recovery of his soul's health ; that seemed in a more fair way of restoration than the emaciated body,—and for many weeks he wavered as it were on the confines of dissolution ; but youth triumphed, -and in Mercy he was spared to be the solace of his father's last few months on earth.
“Once more—carry me to the Golden Glen,' whispered Mr. Lancaster; once more let me see that glory from the West, which methinks is a reflection from the Land which has no need of the sunfor the Lamb is the light thereof; no more pain there,—no more sorrow or crying,—for God shall wipe away all tears.”
And once more they carried the dying old man to his favourite Glen, and laid him down on the green moss; across the lonely lake, floating on the evening air, the sound of Clysson Church bells, mellow, faint, and low, mingled in one harmonious chime, as if they were ringing from that distant Country, whose mysterious light fell full on the upturned face of the dying,-for on that calm and exquisitely beautiful midsummer evening, the bells sounded like Angels' music. Mr. Lancaster spoke no more, but folded his hands in silence, and quietly fell asleep, the last rays of Golden Glory resting on his placid face.
Deep, bitter, and lasting was the repentance of Vere Lancaster; the remembrance of his own fall taught him indulgence for those who had also fallen, and gave him wisdom and tenderness to warn all who were in danger of being tempted. Faithfully and zealously he laboured in his dear Master's vineyard, seeking to redeem the time; he was foremost in the ranks of those volunteers, who, when the scourge of a dread pestilence devastated the land, were found in crowded hospitals tending the sick, and in the humble abodes of many poor creatures from whom the hired nurses fled in fear of contagion. In this warfare Vere Lancaster laid down his life; and was his end less honourable than that of his elder brethren, though his deeds were unknown to fame?
Miss Lancaster returned to Bruges, and found that peace which the world cannot give, within the Convent walls where she had been educated. The ancient race of Lancaster became extinct, and the property fell into the possession of the heir-at-law, who quickly disposed of it.
A line of railway now passes along the margin of Clysson Lake, and a large station is erected on the site of the old mansion, and all trace of the picturesque ruins have also disappeared. Travellers who are whirled along this great iron thoroughfare, sometimes remark with what singular beauty the last rays of sunset fall on the storied spot, —where still the rocks and rills are unchanged; but they do not know how hallowed are all the associations connected with “Golden Glen,”—
" Where the great sun is sinking; like a path
For happy spirits, freed from earthly toil,
C. A. M. W.
Reviews and Notices. The Evidential Value of the Holy Eucharist, being the Boyle Lectures for 1879 and 1880, delivered in the Chapel Royal, Whitehall, by the Rev. G. F. Maclear, D.D., Warden of S. Augustine's College, Canterbury, &c., (London: Macmillan and Co., 1883,) pp. 322. This is a volume which will well repay perusal. The idea is, in the main, original, and is worked out with great freshness of style ; while the author has brought to bear on the illustration of it great funds of learning, both classical and theological. The subject-matter, as the title states, is the Eucharist, and the reader is asked to observe how manifold are its teachings, regarding it simply historically, and without going into discussions of doctrine. In substance, he asserts that even if all scriptural records were lost, the existence of this Rite, as celebrated in all branches of the Church, would witness to the great verities of the Death and Resurrection of CHRIST, and would show, by the absorption into it of all sacrificial terms which were in use both in the Jewish and Gentile world, that it was considered to be the appointed means of pardon for the offender and of strength for the weak and the distressed. In this way a double testimony is afforded—the historical facts of the Gospel confirming the doctrine of the Eucharist, and the Eucharist, in its turn, illustrating those events. The first chapter details a revolution, as momentous as any of which we are informed, that was effected in the space of one hundred and twenty years. In the year 12 B.C., Augustus Cæsar became Emperor, and employed himself in the character of Pontifex Maximus, in doing all possible honour to the great sacrificial system which formed so large an element in Roman civilization. In the year 112 A.D., the younger Pliny, acting as Governor of the province of Pontus and Bithynia, wrote to his master, Trajan, to say, that owing to the new “superstition” of Christianity, the temples were becoming everywhere deserted. Added to this, we have the remarkable fact, that although animal sacrifice was of the essence of the Jewish religion, yet since the taking of Jerusalem, in the year 70, no effort has ever been made by that nation, tenacious as we find them to be of all their ancient customs, to restore their appointed sacrifices. A wonderful though tacit testimony assuredly this is to a secret conviction existing among them that something has now found a place to render those sacrifices useless. This, of course, is the Christian Eucharist, as figuratively expressed in the Apocalypse, where the risen and ascended Saviour is depicted as sitting on the throne as the object of worship to all created beings who prostrate themselves before Him and “proclaim, with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that hath been slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and might, and honour, and glory, and blessing.” But we will not attempt a further description of this little volume, which may well take a place in the library of any intelligent reader.
We can thoroughly recommend the Rev. F. C. Woodhouse's volume on The Military Religious Orders of the Middle Ages. (S. P. C. K.) It is really
mediæval history in microcosm, and is thoroughly well written, and will be found full of interest.
A Plain Catechism on some chief points of Christian Doctrine, (Skeffington,) price 3d., is deserving of great commendation. The chapter on “the Christian Life” is admirable throughout; and as a specimen of a difficulty well met, we will give the following question and answer :
“Q. Must not a visible body, like the Church, have a visible head ?
“ A. The Church is only, in a very small degree, a visible body to us living upon earth. Nearly the whole Church is to us invisible in fact, for it consists of the faithful souls in Paradise. It is a mere fraction of the Church that is visible on earth, (S. Augustine, Enchir. c. lxi.,) to the great body of the Church CHRIST is visible.”
But now we must take leave to mention some mistakes in technical theology which, in another edition, should be guarded against :-(1) “The faithful" do not mean “the believing.” The equivalent of the Latin Fidelis is true or obedient. (2) “ Mortal sin" is not “unrepented sin.” (3) It is inadequate, if not incorrect, to say (as is done twice over) that regeneration means “ being born again into the Church." These blots will not materially detract from the value of the little manual to the general reader; but coming from a theological college they require correction.
Messrs. Macmillan (London) have started a new periodical entitled, The English Illustrated Magazine, price 6d. There can be no question of the excellence of the illustrations, which are highly artistic; the frontispiece is an engraving from Alma Tadema's picture “Shy,” and an article on “Rossetti's influence on art” is adorned with reproductions of some of his most beautiful and striking works ; perhaps the cleverest illustrations, however, are those given to the first paper, “From the old law courts to the new;" we cannot doubt that the life-like representations of scenes in court contain many actual portraits. There are seven articles, of which the most remarkable are a poem by Swinburne, and a paper on “the oyster,” by Huxley: the revelations this last contains concerning “the animal,” as the Professor persistently calls it, are decidedly amazing, one of its peculiarities being the fact that it sometimes disports itself in this sublunary sphere as a female, and at other times as a masculine individual; we doubt whether it will henceforward be agreeable to readers of the article to swallow this “animal” alive. William Black gives a charming little account of the supernatural experiences of Patsy Cong,” and Miss Yonge begins a serial tale, “ The armourer's prentices ;” an interesting paper on “The Dormouse at home,” completes the number of articles. We wish the bold venture all success.
Phoebe's Pool, a story for children, by Katherine D. Cornish, (Masters, London.) We have seldom seen a more attractive little book than this, which owes its name to the hard fate of an unfortunate cat; it is in fact the history of the sayings and doings of four bright clever children who are so thoroughly life-like and natural that their amusing proceedings cannot fail to have a great charm for their contemporaries in age. There are touches, too, of pathos and serious thought which render the little tale a very wholesome one to place in the hands of children. The illustrations are above the average in good taste and correct drawing.
Short Stories for Mothers' Meetings, by Florence Wilford, (Masters, London.) These are admirable stories, which will prove of great value to all who are engaged in the difficult duty of holding Mothers' Meetings. This modest volume will be found capable of thoroughly solving the problem by what means the often ignorant women can be at once interested and benefited by a mere simple story. The ten little tales which constitute the collection, are nearly all, the writer tells us, founded on fact, and they are therefore precisely of a nature to come home to the hearts of the hearers with real power ; many of them are very touching, and, as might be expected from the wellknown writer, they convey sound church teaching in an earnest and most attractive manner.
Correspondence. [The Editor is not responsible for the opinions of the Correspondents.] To the Editor of the Churchman's Companion.
lished at Basle, and afterwards Henry Answers.
Stephens at Paris in 1565."
The existence of two Greek MSS. of GREEK VERSIONS OF THE ATHANASIAN
the Athanasian Creed in S. Mark's Li
brary at Venice, has lately received offiSIR, It was formerly alleged as an cial notice. One, which is of an earlier argument against the Athanasian origin date than any copy of the Greek Creed of the Creed that it did not exist in the in the British Museum, is stated to have Greek. But a copy was published at been written in “the latter half of the Basle in the former part of the six- fourteenth, or beginning of the fifteenth teenth century, which was taken to be century;" and is shown to be of inthe original; while the Latin was then terest for several reasons, and among supposed to be merely a translation. them for proving that the English verGenebrard, Archbishop of Aix in Pro- sion was “not exclusively taken from vence, published some notes on the the Latin.” It is printed in full, with Creed in 1569, and declared the exis- a photographic copy as well, (No. 7.) tence of the Greek to be proved by ano- Another which was discovered by Mr. ther version, as well as by a book which Rawdon Brown, has the date of A.D. had lately come to him from Paris, 1431. This is also printed in full, (No. which thus made a second known Greek 8.) See thirty-third Annual Report of the translation. He writes of this book,- Deputy Keeper of Public Records, 1872, “This book was given to Lazarus Bayf- Appendix, pp. 274–9, with photograph. fius, the Ambassador of our King Fran- The price of the volume is ls. 10d., and cis I. at Venice, by the Greek Bishop, is likely to be of interest to the inquirer. Ziënensis Firmiensis in 1533. And this It is the date of the MSS. which is book contained a Greek copy of the noticed, not the date of the translaCreed ; and nearly allied to it was an- tion, which is not ascertained in any other copy, which Nicolas Bryling pub- case.-Yours, &c., ED.MARSHALL,F.S.A.