for the deference paid to his wishes, for the hospitality, friendship, and respect which he met with from his Clergy and from all the military and civil servants of the Company, in whatever part of the country his Visitations led him, as well as from the King's Government in Ceylon, she can now but offer her own heartfelt thanks. That the Bishop highly appreciated the reception which he experienced, may be generally inferred from his journal; but the Editor is convinced that the following extracts from a private letter will be peculiarly gratifying to the members of Government in Calcutta, to whom, especially to Mr. Lushington, the Secretary for the Ecclesiastical department, he always considered himself as under much obligation:" The Members of Government have done everything for me which I myself wished for, and which was in their power to do; and Mr. Lushington has just now been exerting himself in Council to carry a point for me of great consequence." Nothing can be fuller or more considerate than the letters which have been sent to the different commissariat and military officers to attend to all my wants in their respective departments."

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The liberality of the Honourable the Court of Directors, in providing the Bishop with a house, and in making him an additional allowance for the expenses of his Visitation, was duly estimated by himself, and is now acknowledged with thankfulness by his widow.

The Editor trusts she may be forgiven for intruding any mention of her own feelings; but she would find it difficult at this moment to refrain from expressing her deep and grateful sense of the respect and affection shown to her husband's memory by all ranks, all professions, and all classes of British in India, and were it possible that these sentiments could receive a stronger colouring, it would be from the knowledge that the natives of that country participated largely in such feelings; that sincerely as he is regretted by his own countrymen, he is no less so by those for whose eternal welfare he sacrificed his life. From these sources the bitter agonies of his widow's grief received all the alleviation of which such sorrow is susceptible: and though time may soften the poignancy of her loss, her gratitude can never be effaced ; and fervent and lasting will be her wishes for the welfare of those whom she has left behind, and to whose personal kindness she was so deeply indebted in the hour of her affliction.

To the Right Honourable Charles Watkin Williams Wynn, the Right Honourable Robert John Wilmot Horton, and those other friends who have contributed so much to the interest of the work by allowing the Editor to publish the Bishop's private Letters addressed to them, she returns her grateful thanks.

For the invaluable and kind assistance afforded her by Sir Robert Harry Inglis in the publication of the work. her warmest acknowledgments are due, and she feels sincere pieasure in thus publicly recording her sense of the obligation she is under to one of her husband's truest friends.

for me at least there is so much which interests and occupies me, that I have no apprehensions of time hanging heavy on my hands.

June 22.-This day, being Sunday, the decks were all beautifully clean, having been well scrubbed on Saturday night. The awning was spread over the quarter-deck, and the capstan and sides of the vessel concealed and ornamented with flags of different nations.

Quentin himself is precisely the Page | of "The Abbot;" a raw lively lad, thrown by accident into situations of great interest and intricacy; and in no very probable manner, and by no great merit of his own, rising from poverty and obscurity to fame and great wealth, and the enjoyment of the object of his affections. The other characters, male and female, are mere sketches, but sketches of great talent and vivacity. I like them all, from the grave, courtly, senten-Chairs were set for the officers and tious, and tipsy old soldier, Lord Craw- passengers on the poop, and round the ford, down to the good-natured, stupid afterpart of the deck, and spars laid burghers of Liege, and the weeping across the remainder as seats for the and the laughing executioner. I would sailors, who attended church in clean except, however, Hayraddin the Bohe- shirts and trowsers, and well washed mian, whose sketch I think a complete and shaved. In the space between the failure; however ambitiously intended capstan and half-deck was a small table (and he seems to have been a favourite set for me and the purser, who acted as with the author) he is a very tame clerk, and I read prayers, and preached compound of Meg Merrilies, of Ronald one of my Hodnet Sermons, slightly Mac Eagh in the "Legend of Montrose," altered, to a very attentive and orderly of Pacolet in the "Pirate," and of the congregation, of altogether, I should dumb lady in the service of the Countess think, one hundred and forty persons. of Derby, as if a man, in his ambition The awning made really a handsome after a new beverage, should pour wine, church, and the sight was a very pleasing whiskey, beer, and raspberry-vinegar one. into the same cup. And after all, Hayraddin, with all his talk about planets, palmistry, and atheism, does nothing but what a mere ordinary spy would have done as well, and what, if he had been employed to do, he never would have attempted under the disadvantage of any peculiarities of dress and manner. But though it is very easy to find fault with "Quentin Durward," it is decidedly better than many of Scott's later works, nor is there any man now living but Walter Scott who could have written it. So ends the last critique that I shall, in all probability, compose for a long time to come!

On the 21st we had the same gentle breeze, which, though now shifted to nearly due north, answered our purpose extremely well. Our latitude this day at noon was 48° 9', long. W. 7° 21'. The weather fine, though cruelly cold for Midsummer. I was this morning engaged by "Scoresby's Voyage to Old Greenland in 1822," but I find two circumstances for which, at sea, I was by no means prepared :-that, namely, we have no great time for study; and that

June 24. - This morning we were roused, after a night of much vexatious rolling, by the intelligence that a sail was in sight, by which we might send letters to England. I had some ready, and finished others. She was pretty close with us at about eight; a small dark-sided brig, of very beautiful build, and with a British pendant, which made her pass for a man-of-war, though, on a nearer approach, the apparent slovenliness of her equipment, and a crowd of foreign and dirty-looking people on board, gave rise to various conjectures. Captain Manning hoisted out one of his cutters with ten oars, besides the quartermaster and the midshipman who commanded, a handsome boat, making, from the appearance of the men, and their discipline, a show little inferior to that of a man-of-war. He sent our letters, together with two newspapers, and two bottles of milk, a present which he said would fairly pay for the carriage of our dispatches to England. She turned out to be a Falmouth packet, nine days out of Lisbon, crowded with different adventurers who had volunteered their