delayed until the morrow.

I wish you

a good morning, and hope you will be ready to accompany us in our next walk." Thus saying, he took Charles by the hand, and left the room.

Charles would fain have interceded for his sister, but Mr. Richardson was deaf to all palliatives; and entering the carriage, he ordered it to Lambeth.

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As they were going forward, Charles said to his father, "I did not know, Sir, that there was a palace at Lambeth; pray who resides in it ?"

"The Archbishop of Canterbury," returned Mr. Richardson; it was founded about the thirteenth century by Archbishop Boniface, but frequently enlargedby his successors; until Henry Chickley, who enjoyed the primacy from the year 1414 until 1443, highly improved the whole, and built the Lollards' Tower, a prison for the unhappy, followers of Wick

liffe, who was a minister that preached against the then received religion. You will shudder, Charles, in viewing this lastmentioned building, at the top of which is an apartment where these poor men were confined; it is only twelve feet long, and nine broad: to the wainscot, which is of oak, is fastened large iron rings, to which the prisoners were chained before they were brought to the stake; there are likewise scratches, half-sentences, names, and letters, cut with a knife by the unhappy sufferers."

"How dreadful!" said Charles, "but for a churchman to be concerned in such a business, must make him despised."

"It ought to have done so, Charles; for humanity, meekness, and humility should be the marking characteristics of teachers of the Gospel, and disciples of our Blessed Saviour: but, alas! in those days it was frequently the reverse; for they were cruel, arrogant, and proud; and spared no blood to increase their power, or prevent any innovation on their tenets."

By this time they had nearly reached the palace, when, the clouds being dispers ed, and the rain greatly dried, Mr. Richardson and Charles left the carriage, and by the desire of the latter, accurately examined the building on the outside.

The venerable antiquity of the palace, its beautiful situation, and the church, peculiarly charmed Charles; who declared he could not have thought there was so delightful a spot near the metropolis.

On passing the church-wall, Mr. Richardson drew his son's attention towards it, by saying, “To show you, Charles, what sudden transitions human nature is subject to, and that greatness and power cannot always secure its possessors from the bleak wind or pitiless storm: under that very wall, Mary, Queen of James the Second, flying, with her infant son, from the abdicated Whitehall, took shelter on a most inclement night, December the 6th, 1688. Here she waited a whole hour, until a common coach was procured from the next inn, which conveyed her to Gravesend,

whence she sailed to France, never more to return. But come, we will now examine the interior of the palace, which, I have no doubt, will afford you equal satisfaction."

They then entered the house, where the servant, who was apprised of their coming, waited while Mr. Richardson explained every circumstance to his son.

"I must observe to you, Charles," said he," that after the decollation of Charles the First, this palace fell to the share of Colonel Scott (an adherent of Cromwell); he converted the chapel into a dancingroom, demolished the great hall, and in other respects greatly injured this venerable pile. The prelates, however, since the Restoration, have, as you see, done all in their power to repair these ravages."

The servant then led the way through the different apartments, informing them the names of the personages represented in the paintings; a scrutiny of which Charles was not soon weary, until the man leading to the library, the paintings, at least for the present, gave way to the

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