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week to go to Edinburgh, and to spend my Christmas in the Scotch Episcopal Church; after that I shall make all speed for Italy.

"I have already made some interesting acquaintance among the clergy here. Mr. Norris is more than I expected, and I was going to say, all that I could possibly wish. The Rev. Mr. Coleridge, (nephew of the poet,) the editor of the Christian Remembrancer, and the secretary of the Christian Knowledge Society, and the Rev. Mr. Campbell, the editor of the British Critic, are most excellent men. The Bishop of London is, altogether, one of the most humble, unaffected, meek, and modest men that I ever met with; and his lady, what shall I say of her?-elegant in her person, artless in her manners, yet truly dignified, sensible, and pleasing in her conversation. They are the most interesting couple I ever met with. The contrast between their affability and humility, and the splendour of the palace and attendants at Fulham, was very striking. After dinner we passed into a large room, where were seated Mrs. Howley and thirteen young people from three years of age to fifteen, healthy and handsome; two of them her children, and the rest the children of her sister, Lady Carrington, lately deceased. It was an interesting sight.

"I am also exceedingly pleased with the Bishop of Llandaff, Dr. Van Mildert, who is as unassuming as the Bishop of London. The Rev. Mr. Coleridge, whom I have mentioned, called on me one day, and observed, that Mr. Southey was in the city, and desirous of seeing me, and of conversing with me respecting America, and of course I felt gratified

with the opportunity of forming an acquaintance with him. He is very unaffected in his manners, and I was much pleased with him. He pressed me to visit him at Keswick, ***.

"Most affectionately yours,

"J. H. HOBART."

From Bishop Hobart to his eldest daughter, Jane Chandler Hobart.

"MY DEAR DAUGHTERS,

"York, Dec. 9, 1823.

"I have directed this letter to Jane, but you are to consider it as addressed to both of you, and to convey to you both my best affection and my thanks for your letters. I have written to your mother, or to some one of my friends in New-York, by every packet; and by this time, I conclude, you have received the letters which I wrote on my arrival in Liverpool. Your mother and my dear family daily occupy my thoughts. I do not see any object which interests me, but I wish that they were with me to enjoy it; and in passing through this astonishing country, something constantly strikes you, which is a source of gratification. Even at this season, which, in this country, from the haziness and cloudiness of the atmosphere, and the short time that the sun remains above the horizon, is particularly gloomy-the fields present a cheerful aspect, and are as verdant as they are with us in the spring. This is owing to the great and constant moisture arising from the surrounding sea, which corrects and moderates the cold,

which otherwise, from the higher northern latitude,

The first day that Liverpool, on my

would be greater than with us. I rode into the country from way to London, I seemed in a new world. The hedges, not then stripped of their leaves, which divided the farms into numerous compartments, verdant as the finest meadow is with us in the richness of the spring; the substantial and neat farm-houses, with their barns and other buildings, their stacks of grain and hay arranged with a neatness of which our country affords no example; the large mansions of the gentry and nobility towering in an extensive and beautiful lawn studded with the stately oak and elm, among which you sometimes perceived the deer roaming; and even the humble cottage, with its little court-yard, sometimes scarcely large enough to turn in, fenced with a hedge, and crowded with flowers and rose bushes, the everblooming rose appearing as full as the monthly rose does with us in the spring; the towns, with their thickly arranged buildings, which, from their antique appearance, brought to my mind the ages that were past long since; the stone churches, with their pointed arched windows and doors, and their stately towers, or lofty spires; and the rude hamlets, with their thatched houses moss-grown, and which looked as if they were built centuries ago, with vines creeping along and covering their stone walls and concealing their Gothic windows, partly raised into their roofs, and the shrubbery and the grass-plot which almost invariably meet the eye :this was the novel scene which struck me with astonishment and delight; and if it be thus in the

autumn and winter, when the beauties of the country are departed, what must those beauties be when shining forth in the light, and splendour, and richness of spring!

"London presented a scene entirely different. A mass of houses crowded together, and covering an extent of ground six miles long, and I think three or four broad, so full of people that in the principal streets you are sometimes stopped by the crowd; rows of carriages often so close together that the horses go on a walk, and at times stand still. Here again I was lost in astonishment. London, properly so called, neither in its public buildings nor its private exhibits any thing superior to New-York, the Cathedral of St. Paul's excepted. But the west end, which is called Westminster, has many streets wide and straight, and distinguished by handsome buildings; and Westminster Abbey, externally and internally, excited emotions to which before I was a stranger, but which have been exceeded by the awfully grand and magnificent Cathedral of this city. *

The similarity of the Scotch Episcopal Church to our own in its separation from the State, and in its claims to regard from its spiritual character alone, together with the interesting fact, that the first bishop of our Church received his consecration from the Episcopal Church of Scotland, had created a very peculiar and endearing relation between them. The greeting of Bishop Hobart therefore, in that country, though it could not be more cordial than it had been in England, was, however, more universal.

He was not only heartily welcomed by those with whom he had corresponded, but with the same demonstrations of joy by all.

From the Rev. John Skinner to Bishop Hobart.

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Inchgarth, near Forfar, Dec. 19, 1828.

"RIGHT REV. AND DEAR SIR,

"I cannot express the mingled emotions of surprise and delight with which, by a letter from Aberdeen, I learn that you are actually among us, and that you mean to gratify the clergy of the north of Scotland with a visit, as you are now gratifying our fathers and brethren in the south.

"That my humble roof may be honoured by such a distinguished guest for at least one day, is the purpose of the present letter; the nomination of which Mrs. Skinner and I will be glad to obtain, in order that nothing which can be prevented from interfering may interfere, to deprive us of a pleasure so truly gratifying, and in order also that I may summon to my humble (though on such an occasion joyous) board, two co-presbyters of mine in this neighbourhood, who are equal admirers with myself of Bishop Hobart's great exertions for the maintenance of the truth as it is in Jesus.'.

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My brother, in his letter received by this day's post, kindly invites me to be your guide northward, and God is my witness, that on no journey did I ever contemplate travelling with such unfeigned self-gratulation. To me this recalls sensations of a nature not to be described, but in which you will participate with me, when I tell you, that I am old enough to remember Bishop Seabury's consecration,

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