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...» .nhtet of discourse this evenlnß by Thomas Wl
in the hall corner of Labe amt Seymour streets. * on, The First Society of Si.irltnalists bold services in BMW's OPOT-Hall v No. 517 West Madison street. co! rhere trill IwEnglish Lutheran services at the cor „.,f North Dearborn and Erie streets, at 11 o clock Jf doming. and at the Bethlehem Church, corner nf Sanffamon aud Phillips streets. «t 7::t0 in the even ing The Rev. Edmund Bclfour will officiate at both experience meetings are held every Inndav evening in the chapel of the TSashingtoman Some, West Madison street, near Union Park. CAXEKBAE FOS THE WEEK. EPISCOPAL. March B—Third Sundayin Lent. March 9—Seventeenth Day of L°nt, March 10—Eighteenth Day of Lent. March 11—Nineteenth Day of lAiiit. March 12— Twentieth Day of Lent. March 13— Twenty-first Day of Lent. March U—Twenty-second Day of LeaV HOMAN CATHOLIC. March ft—Third Sunday in Lent March 9—SI. France, of Eorae. W March 10—Tho Forty Martyra of Schists. March 11—St. John of God. C. (from Mijr March 13—St. Gregory 1., P. C. D. March 13—Tho Fivo Wounds of Our Lord, March 11—Feria. THE TE3IPERAXCE QUESTION. XVTiat lilqn° r Costs tlio Community* To the Editor of The Chicago Tribune : Sm: Tho situation of tho temperance cause and of our country is fearful. On tho one hand is exorbitant taxation, and on. tbo other over whelming figures in expenditure for the bottle and its consequent crimes. ' From tho official record of 1870, multiplied by four, bringing it down to this time, it appears that tbo cost of stimulating drinks (alcoholic) in tho United States was, in round numbers, $5,943,000,000; time lost in retailing stimulants, at $2 per day, for four years, amounts to $405,800,000; value of time of tboso whoso lives (000.000 in four years) have been destroyed by strong dring, at $2 per day, in tbo last four rears, $130,000,000 ; expenses for crime com mitted, lawyers’ fees, and prisons,—a largo share of whisb is chargeable directly or indirectly to strong drink, —$360,000,000 ; making in the aggregate, from these four sources, $7,146,300,- 000. This docs not include the pauperism and mffering directly and indirectly from this can^c. The taxation for crime and pauperism comes ant of men who have no sympathy with this branch of doin': evil. It ia true it yields aomo revenue to the Government; hut what is this to the unparalleled destruction of life, and prop erty, and happiness? Let the people look upon these figures and facts, and then at the heavy burdens they are bearing in all departments of business, and inquire if they are able to stand the satisfying of so expensive an appetite, doing no citizen good, but'sending to a premature grave COO.OOi) persons every four years. Lot "workingmen” talk of the oppression of cap ital : what does this compare with the oppression of tho very thing thev pay for by the 5 and 15 cents per drink? Let Grangers talk of “mo nopolies”; what aro they in comparison to the whiskv-monopoly spreading blue ruin all over our country? (Then American Senators talk of finances, and currency-inflation, and a gold basis for firm foot ing. what does this amount to, if, within the next four veara, the people have got to pay £7.000,(100,000 to satiato an appetite,—to pay more than a tax of this amount ? What do our boasted liberties amount to when we are con trolled by emigrants and whiskv ? European ideas of morality and justice aro flaunted in our face, with tho smell of lager and whisky. . I have no hope for my country or humanity in onr large cities. Those' are given un to Baccha nalian rule, with tho deepest, darkest, and most lamning sentiments of ruffianism in men who would like to bo called respectable, but who, with their wanton gaze, make every virtuous ladv who walks the streets blush for very shame of her kind. This prompting of their baser in ner self is by the brutalizing force of rum. With hope I turn towards the industrious, BObcr, and' thiuking millions of our country, who are combining to strike heavy blows at monopoly wherever fonnd; who, for hundreds of years.'have been taxed with tho consequences of making, selling, and drinking ardent spirits; that they will inquire, who pavs for this $7,000,- 500.000 of stimulus, tho lost time and squander ed capital, every four years ? As they have in quired, Who clothes'those monopolists in silk and fine linen; so they will inquire, Who will pay this bill ? 1 expect, before the stone set in motion by bolv hands, renewing its impetus by woman’s hand, shall cease to roll, that we shall havo a sober Government, and laws relieving the people from tho taxation caused by tho bottle. With over ? 500 saloons in Chicago, is it any wonder that the whole people'feel disgraced by their servants, whoso own conduct wcll-becomos a saloon, in deed of tho Council-chamber of a great com mercial citv ? But this is all accounted for by the fact that, in Chicago. $14,000,000 ia annually ipe.nt for stimulus, drunkenness, and rowdyism, Chicago, March 4, 1874. T). Bodge, M. B. A Curse. Decatur, lIL, Feb. 23,1874. 9 the Editor of t7ie fhicago Tribune: Sir: Seeing in your issue of last Friday various views brought out against tho women s crusado against tho liquor traffic. I would liko to present my views in regard to the other side of tho question. In one of tho articles signed *' Brutus,” I find that that gentleman expresses his mind that this temperance movement is “ a fanatical outburst of narrow minds against in evil that belongs to the very nature of our beings.” Now, Ido not' wish to enter into an argument against any of his views in regard to this movement; but, if he thinks that this movement is a fanatical outburst of narrow minds, he is very much mistaken; and, if it is “an evil that belongs to our the , sooner that evil is banished the better, if we ever expect the elevation of mankind. There is not an intelligent man or woman but what knows, from honest conviction, that tho liquor traffic has nlwavs proved a curse to the human race. “Well.” says Brutus, “ X hold Christian viewshat I believe that Christianity could not *• sec it in tho same light ” that he claims to. The sooner we get rid of this curse tho better; then wo may have a better •banco of “educating men’s minds,” and also bringing tho voung up in the way that they should go; but, as long as this curse is preva lent, so long will men bo corrupted by it; so ioug will wretchedness and misery he seen; so long the many crimes abound, cursed by intoxi cating drink, Tho trouble is, there has been nothing done to banish this curse; and it is high time it was being done, —if not by en treatv, by force; and I think that _ these “unthinking, wild, and mad enthusiasts.” ftg the gentleman cabs them, are justified in such a movement as they have taken ; and wo m&a ought to bo ashamed to thus slink away in Iho back-ground, instead of coming to the front, as wo should, and lend a helping band in banish ing this curse that Las sent thousands to an un timely grave. Even our Legislature seems as if it bad no control whatever over the liquor-traffic. It is true wo havo had a now liquor law; but rhat good does it do? We, from our own ob lervation, see as much or more drunkenness ltd debauchery at the present day as before such a law existed; What we want is tho law strictly enforced, and then it will bo the means Df banishing tho curse soon from our land. Ail I have to say, in conclusion, is that, bo long as we, as a Christian people, lot this curse jold sway among us, wo may live to regret it jrhen it is too late. Cassius. Adulterated Sirups. W. W. Daniells, Professor of Analytical Chem istry in tbo University of Wisconsin, makes an explanation, in tho Western-Farmer, which may allay groundless fears in regard to sirups, and directs attention to some reliable tests of adul teration. He says: “Sirups are made by purifying the molasses that remains after the larger portion of tbo sugar has been separated by several crystaliza tious. Tho juice of the caho or beet-root is con centrated in iron pans from which a email quan tity of iron will bo dissolved by tho acids in tho juice. Thus all genuine syrups will contain a email quantity of thin impurity, and so will givo a black color when added to tea. Tho coloring is caused by tho formation of tannato cf iron, bv tho union of tannic acid of tea with tho iron. This is no proper test to ascertain the - ness of sirups, as the so-called ‘ccmsurnps, would bo less apt to contain iron than those that are genuine. I need hardly add that this iron is In no way injurious. There may be adulterated sirups in tho market, hut tho ‘tea test* is not sufficient to prove adulteration.** A Prediction# This is tho year in which tho late Sister Anna Maria Taiga, of Borne, predicted the Pope would die, with attendant convulsions of nature. “For three days and three nights,” she said, “ Cim merian darkness will rest over the earth, hiding •very object in tue world from view ; the people wholook out cf tho windows for tho purpose of Ascribing v.hat is going on in the firmanent will be immediately struck down dead. REVIVALISM. An Idea of How the Work Is Progressing. An Evening at the Centenary Metho- dist Church. A Large Gathering and Many Under Conviction. Tlie Fervent Appeals of the Pastor. They Are Rewarded by Numerous Con- versions. Prayers by tbe Congregation;. The readers of The Tribune have noticed in tho accounts of tho Methodist ministers’ meet ings that there is a religions awakening in dif ferent parts of Chicago, especially in the West Division. Revival meetings have been held for some time in tho Centenary Church, on Monroe street, just west of Morgan, and many persons Lave been converted. Tho pastor, the, Ilov. Mr. Peck, who baa been in Chicago but a short time, is an eloquent exbortcr and preacher. A Trib une reporter visited this church last Wednesday evening, that tbo public generally might get an idea of a revival meetings and tbo following is a literal account of tho proceedings : The exorcises wore opened by singing tho hymn commencing; Dear Jesus, I long to ho perfectly whole; I want Theo forever to live in niy soul; Break down every idol, cast out every foe; Now, wash me, and I shall be whiter than mow* THE OPENING PRAYER. Tho pastor then offered prayer as follows : Oh Lord lot Thy spirit come to us while wo pray. [•* Amen.”] Wo offered to Thee a most solemn prayer while wo sang. Wo are kneeling now at tho foot of tho cross. Help us to make tho hymn tho language aud attitude of oar souls just now [“Amen"] and in our hearts and in our wills may we now yield to Thee, and cry “ Savior, at Thv foot wo fall." [“ Amen,” “ Oh Lord.”] Thou'my God, my life, my alh Oh Thou art more than all tho world beside ; Thou canst do more for us and bo more through ns than all else; and it God bo for us, who can bo against ns? [“Amen.’] Wo thank Thee to-night that it is possible fo rns to lose onr wills in the will of God [“Amen ”] and find a higher, and sweeter, aud richer experience than to have our own way Lord, it is hard, some times, for us to come so humble, and trustingly, and so willingly that wo can say in all things, “ Thy will, and not mine be done.” [“ Amon. 1 May Thv will and mino be one! [“Amen, “Amen," “Amen."] Oh, HELP US TO-NIGHT to do it [“ Amon ”] for our present and eternal welfare aro involved in tho will of God [“Amen”], and incur submission to that will wo pray Thee to cause all Thy people to-night to give willing submission to the infinite wisdom Ind love of God. Wo thank Thee that there is a love past all finding out [“Amen "]. There is a wisdom higher than onr own, as the heavens are higher than tho earth; and when wo sink, we rise; when wo humble ourselves we are ex alted ; when wo aro weak, then wo are strong in God. [“ Amen.”] When we give ourselves up wholly to Thee, tho Almighty takes care of us. [“Amen.”] Oh, Lord, THERE ARE SOME HEBE TO EIGHT, some here every night, who are not members of Thv Church, and will he again. Oh, giye, to night, this one blessing to onr hearts—if noth ing else ia asked for to-night—complete suo mission to God on tho part of every human soul. [“Amen,” “Amen,” “Amen.”] Oh, Lord, then shall wo have wrought in ns Thy complete work of grace. Then shall we havo our natures changed. Then shall wo have our sins forgiven. Then shall we have ourpcaco with God. Then shall wo bo able to travel the whole length of the Christian, life, doing every duty, bearing every cross, xiomitting to every trial, patient in every tribulation, faithful In every duty, steadfast at every post, willing, and cheer ful. and strong in God to run the race. Then shall bo wo saved. [“Amon.” “ Oh, Lord. “ Glory to God”], completely, gloriously saved. [“ Amen,” “ Amon.”] Then shall we be able to lift up our heads around about us and rejoice in the victory that God gives ns, through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Oh! bless the hearts that to night are panting to know the perfect will of God norfected in them, and let them not wait for some mysterious power to come, but, in the strength that now is given to them, cry out, “ EORD, I DO YIELD [“Amen.” Amen”] and give myself to Thee. [“ Oh Lord.”] I will bo Thine. [“ Amen.” “ Amen."] Thine while I live, Thine when I die, and Thine to all eternity. [“ Praise the Lord.” “Amen.”] Oh Lord, I will be Thine— in all jov and sorrow, in all trial or triumph, in ail pleasure or pain, in all prosperity or ad versity, in all that seems wise and best to mo, or all’that seems otherwise, I will be Thine. [“ Amen.”] X will take Thy hand, and will hold on, aud will come to Thy cross. Oh Lord, wo want to lean against tho cross very hard to night. [“Amen."] Wo want to rest our weari ness against the cross. Onr aching heads nee d to bo pillowed upon Jeans to-night; our weary hearts to bo near Jesus; our sm-sick souls need Jesus now. Our tempted spirits need Jesus to-night. Oh, give us Christ! [“Amen.” “Amen.”] Oh, give us Christ to bo in no and complete the transporting, sanctifying power. [“Amen.”] Gloriously Thine; forever Thine • Thine when in the fire, and Thine when on tho’mountain transfigured with glory; Thine everywhere. Oh answer this prayer. [“Amen, “Oh, Lord,” “God bo praised."] Let the heart of the people RISE IN FAITH and in consecration, sanctified, and cry out, “Answer this praver for mo.” [“Ameu, “Amen.”] Let-there bo a personal appli cation, a personal petition by every soul. F“ Amen.”] Lord, let me be all Thine—all Thine, completely Thine, and every thought and purpoeo and wish and desire of my heart Ibmo: Thine though evorvidol bo kneeling in the dust J V.'hat though thero bo a strangle, temblo and severe ! Thins, lord, whatever be Thy will and pleasure. [“ Amen.”] Oh ! mate this the power of prayer that prevails, and this tho victory wo rain hero to-night, through Jesus Christ our lord. [“ Amen.”] We know, Lord, , THEBE ABE HEABTS HEBE TO-XIOHT for whom Thou art inspiring us to pray, for they have spoken unto ns of their earnest desire, and vet of their feeble and trembling and aching hearts; their longing, and yet of tho bonds of struggle that aro aronnd them; and wo ask Thee that the struggle to-night may end m victory [‘‘Amen ”]. Wo pray that such victory may be bad to-night as has not been had on auv nrevious night. [“Amen,’ Oh Lora J. Oh £ord speak tho word that teaches tho heart, that Christ is love, and it shall bo to Thy glory, and it shall bo to, tho good of that aching soul. Oh, speak to everyone who is now seeking, who is now coming up, and now expecting Jesus, and sav “lie it unto thee according to thy faith. And give faith to cling now, give faith to believe now, to take now, to step out on tho promise of God; and we pray that tho blood of Christ may cleanse, and purify, and sanctify, and transform [“ Amen.” “ Praise tho ], and so completely change that tho whole spirit ebull bo changed., that the thoughts and feelings shall bo changed; that tho tongue, and heart, and lips shall be changed; that every part shall be changed, and chastened, and subdued, and cloausco. and sanctified, and mado complete in (foil according to His will [“Amen”]. Oh, savo us. Oh, let us grasp faith, and cry out “l DO BELIEVE.” [“Amen.”] Ho docs it now. [“Amen.” “Amen.”] He does it now. [“Amen.”] Oh! Glory bo to Thy Name. [“ Amen.”] Oh! for it to come now. [“Amen.”] Oh! for that tre mendous effort of tho human soul by which it casts itself out of self into God. [“Amen.” “ Amen.”] And wo pray that such may bo the swelling up of the will, and of the desire, and of all iu God, that it shall bo like tho child in its motuer’s arms—sbo presses it to her bosom when its cries are heard, and its aching heart is stilled, and all is peaco [“Amen”]—not tho peace of death, but the peace of life, [“Amen.”] Oh Savior, come to every one, and let every unconverted eoul who has been standing out against tho will of God yield to-mgnt t“ Amen ”, and mav this night witness tho coming of mnl titudes'to God. [-‘Amen,”. “Amen. ] Another hymn was then sung, at the conclu sion of which tho pastor addressed the people substantially as follows: OXE- THOUGHT has impressed itself -upon my mind, and I want THE CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, MARCH 8, 1874. your prayers. What I have to say will not be con genial to the self-will of tho rebellious heart. The thought that presses itself, and has for two or three hours upon mo with unusual force, is in the words of Jesus, “ Thy will bo done.” You know where it is found. In his prayer—tho prayer He formulated before Ho had been brought to the severe trial tent of submit ting flis human soul to the will of His Father in Heaven. And yet He failed not when the test came. God’s will is not an arbitrary, tyrannical will, that simply determines so and so for some reason, and has not tho welfare of His subjects, and of His universe at tho bottom it. But it is a will that la formed and fixed under the guidance of tho infinite wisdom, so that there can bo no mistake in infinite love, so that there can ho no lack of benevolence and kind ness in tho will. And therefore we are asked to submit to tho will of God ; wo are simply asked to submit our erring, and beclouded, and short sighted wisdom to the infinite wisdom—that our love, which may be misguided and misdirected, may submit itself to the infinite love. THEBE PHOPOSITIONS nro BO simple and fair, and perfectly Bolf-ovident that tho Bout cannot by any possibility object to thorn. And I want, as this is tho foundation of tho whole of this blessed Gospel,—tho founda tion of all God’s requirements, to mahe that forcible and more clear ; that when you aud I are asked in anythiug to submit ourselves—our wills—to tho will of God, it is simply that wo will submit to tho infinite wisdom to guide and the infinite love to plan. Now can any one mako objection to that ? I could not. I dare not think of making an objec tion, else lam immediately arrested. If 1 say that I am not willing to submit to tho wisdom and love of God, and say thatl know better than Ho ; that I can plan better, and that I thus have neither confidence in His wisdom nor in Ilia jovo—that is what everv act of rebelliousness against tho will of God does. If it does not as sume in vour mind so strong a state as expressed by rebe’lliousnesa—unwillingness to tmhmit; nevertheless, just as far as there is opposition, it is saying that it is not best that God’s will should be accomplished. And yet I cannot con ceive of a person candidly meeting tho thought— . THE FUNDAMENTAL THOUGHT — of God’s character entering into that will in its perfection, without at once' assenting to the truth of that will and accepting it cheerfully. There is a greater difference, infinitely greater difference, between tho wisdom and love of God that presides over your welfare and mine, be tween that wisdom and love of His and ours, than there is between our children’s and ours. Now then, is it unreasonable to ask ns to submit, that being tho case, and doing it cheerfully ? God’s will always has in view our present and our eternal welfare. There is not a single passage of our life—a single portion of our history which Ho rules over and brings His power and His grace to bear upon—but whoso object is out of blessing to bring higher blessing, out of disaster to bring blessing, out of our to bring us to a higher condition. And discipline'is the word that often expresses what God seeks to accom plish—our submission to His will—to, so to speak, put our characters into the promise of God and weave the web of our lifo after tho pat tern of His in infinite love and wisdom. And when we say that wo are, we submit to have Him weave for us such a character as • shall befit ua and glorify Him. Now. I know that there are many passages in the lives of every one of us when it is very hard for us to come to this, and when it is very trying to submit, and where many per sona never do submit, but .E SIMPLE REBELLIOUSNESS hold out. How many times when death has en tered tho family and some one has been taken—a husband, a wife, a child. How often has tho will, in some affliction, when reason is against it, said. “ I cannot bo reconciled and yet how foolish is tho thought, when wo stop for a mo ment and see that we cannot help ourselves; we cannot make it otherwise; we’cannot change the fact; but wo can change tho results—the fruits that may come from that fact. RESISTING GOD will not bring back the dead child or tho dead partner; but resisting God will shut us up and deprive ns of tho grace, and love, and sympathy of God. Coming to Him will not bring back tho lost one, but it will bring to us God in His in finite fullness, in His compassionate tenderness, in His sustaining grace, in His vivifying hope that Ho gives ns in tho outlook for something better ; it will give to us what, in eternity, will be more to us than the tenderness of the love of that dear one. It is hard for a man to lose his property. It ia very hard for him to havo disaster overtake him when ho had looked forward to competence and to a peaceful, restful snlficicnoy in old ago—to find himself robbed of that hope and reduced, in tho midst of his matured or advanced years, to poverty. It is hard for a man to meet this. It is hard for a man to bo deprived of health. It is hard for us to bo deprived of blessings that meet ns in a thousand ways,—of the frendships and tho joys aud the companionships and of lie pleasant and beautiful things which make up tho happiness. Nevertheless there come times when these experiences must be ours. IVe cannot help ourselves. (Vo must yield, or else stand out against God and be crushed by the iron wheels of fate about us. INSTEAD Or BEING CRUSHED in rebelliousness under the iron wheels of God’s chariot as it rushes on, by submission, He stoops down and picks us up from under the wheels, lifts us into the chariot.and wo ride with Him as His children. [“Amen.”] If you will take hold of Him, Ho will hold yon. If you will take Him by the hand. He will sustain you. Ho will whisper comfort in your ear. and will bring peace to your mind. He will walk tho waves of your troubled soul, and say “ Peace; bo still.” Will you sneak to Him and let Him guide you ? Will any of you bold yourselves up in rebellious ness against the will of God when Jesus sub mitted and drank of tho bitter cup ? Are you greater than He ? Aro yon belter than Ho ? Are von in any manner to bo ict off where Ho submits? God’s will is perfect, His plan is righteous, the end is glorious. [“ Amen.”] OH, I AM GLAD there is a feeling gathering hero—l can feel it in tho air—-a feeling gathering boro—that “I will yield to God; I will not stand out against Him; fie shall bo mine, and I shall bo His.*’ Oh. there will be such comfort, such joy, such rest, such strength, such triumph, such power, such walking with God, that it will seem as though you had been born into a new and higher destiny, a nobler and grander being. And then how speedily Ho will possess the soul, —fully and completely His. There arc souls here to-night that might havo been saved if they had been willing to submit to God. THEY WANTED TO BE CHRISTIANS, but they diclnot want to become so in God’s way. They would not seek in His way. They wanted to avoid publicity. They wanted to got religion in a different way; wanted, in short, to have their will. Submission is the essence—the quintessence of belief: tho fundamental fact, the supremo characteristic—the most marked evidence of a Christian character. “Not my will, but Thine, bo done.” There arc brothers and sisters hero to-nigbt that are not satisfied with their Chris tian lives, but if they will to-night make a com plete surrender —an unconditional 'surrender— God will take possession of them and there will bo peace. [*‘ Amen.”] ATIOMATTOX WILL COME. and the dram will bo muffled, and their anna will bo reversed, and tho sword will bo sheathed, and peace will be blown all over tho land. Blessed bo God! [“Amen,” “Amen.”] WHI von say, “ I yield to God to-night, wholly. His will shall be mine from this hour ” ? If yon do, yon will walk in tho light: yon cannot bo in tbo dark anvraore. You will walk in tbo path of dnfcy, for Ho will guide yon. Ton will not make mistakes; yon will be safe and saved. Blessed be His name! [“ Amen.”] Will yon not do it ? God has touched you in a way I cannot stop to mention. Lot Him come and possess you. Lot Ttim Uft yon into joy; let Him gnido yon. “Jesus' is in the hollow of ray hand.” Let Him hold yon; let Him carry yon. as God promises in Isaiah. “ I will carry you; I will bear yon.’ * I want yon to say, “I VTTLIi HE PERFECTLY HIS,” — completely His. And 1 want every wanderer to say “I will yield up my will.” and every uncon verted man to say, “I will; let God’s will bo done in mb, and I will seek Him.” Ho needs it, and He needs it now, and Ho needs yon, and Ho needs us: and tno way to Christ is bv way of this will—by prayer here to-night. Now while we rise and sing let everv one in the house that wants God come for ward and eav “Thy will be done.” Let eveiy such soul gather around tho altar here, and if there are too many wo will move tbo chairs back to make more room. Oh God, may wo have a field day hero! 2lay the victory be great! Mav manv bd transferred out of self into God, and made in the likeness of His own blessed will! Come! [“Amen.”] Yield! That is all. Then Ho will do His work. Let us rise and sing. The people then stood up and sang a stanza of the hymn commencing: Almost persuaded now to believe, and during the singing several persons went to tho altar and knelt down. DO 3COT HESITATE. The pastor—Let no hesitation keep you from coming to receive God’s blessings. I know God to-night has promised blessing to hearts that will come and seek him. lam glad some bare come. Let others draw near while wo sing. Another stanza was sung, and more persons walked forward. COME. Tbe pastor—Let every unconverted man and woman come forward, and every wanderer come and ask God to bless them. Ho will do it. Let every one think for himself, not for another, what be ought to do, and bo ready to do it now. One more stanza was sung, and still more seekers knelt at tho altar. Singing aud brief appeals by the pastor alter nated for fifteen or twenty minutes, and tho altar was crowded. Among tho seekers, who numbered about thirty, were several gray headed men and elderly women; inffactt t only half-a-dozen young persons were noticed m the group. the converts. Five minutes were then devoted to silent prayer by the people. Suddenly one of tbo con verts commenced, in a low voice, to pray. He said, in substance: Nay, but I yield, X yield, I can bold out no more; I sink by dying love compelled, And own Tbco conqueror, (Clapping his hands.) “ Tby will bo done, in my heart. [“Amcn.”J Blessed bo Tby name! Thy will is done in my heart this evening. Ido submit. Bless tbe Lord; lam a convcrtedman. Oh! blessed spirit we pray Thee that Thou will come into every heart hero before Theo [“Amen”], aud that Thou wilt enable these souls, each one for himself and for herself, to submit entirely, and completely, and uncon ditionally, at this moment, to tbo will of God. [“Amen.”] Oh wo bless Theo that it is our privilege to submit to Thee. [“Amen.”] Ob God we know that Thy will is our best interest for time and for eternity, and wo do submit to Theo. And we pray that Thou wilt now como into our hearts. Oh wilt Thou como into mine, into mine, JUST NOW, Lot my heart be wholly. Thine. Let me bo sancti fied wholly, aud entirely, and completely. Oh let * each brother and each sister set apart with Thee, and bo sanctified to Thy service. And oh God, if there are any wander ers hero that have come back to their Father’s house, let them meet Thee with outstretched arms. [“ Amen.”] If there are those here who are seeking pardon, and wo believe there are, oh Blessed Spirit may they bo able to submit to-ni"bt May they submit unconditionally just nowT [“Amen.”] Oli wo praise Thee that salvation is hero, and, if wo will meet tho con dition of entire submission and of trust in the blessed Christ, wo may be saved. Oh blessed bo Thy name, we are saved when we do meet Theo in submission. [“Amen.”] Oh may our faith reach the point where we can clothe our selves with salvation. Oh blessed Jesus Christ [“ O Lord,” “Amen,”], we praise Theo, in our hearts, for this salvation that saves us unto tho uttermost, that saves us fully and completely,— that saves us from our sins. Oh wo praise Thee for tbe salvation that brings peace, aud brings rest, and brings joy, and that gives ns power with God and with man. Oh lead us up from tho horrible pit and mire of unbelief and place us on the rock of faith, and wo will praise the forever. Amen.. YIELD. Another at tho altar then cried out: let there bo a yielding to Thee now. [“Amen.”] Wo come, feeling our weakness, and knowing that we can do nothing out of Christ, and therefore wo pray that Thou wilt help us to let go of our own will and tho will of tho Master. Oh, mav it bo tho cry of every earnest heart here, “I yield, I yield.” Bless mo. Oh, Lord. I want Thy love. I want to feel that I am wholly given up to Thee. And now I.lay my sonl upon the altar. I leave it there. Lord, take it. and take me and do as thou wilt. [“ Amen."] A>T> VET ANOTHER. Then another commenced- Oh, Lord, what a victory! [“Amen.”] Oh, Lord, what a vari ety of characters are bowed down at this altar. [“Come. Jesus.”] There is a foundation for everybody—for sinners, for believers, for back sliders. for all classes in this assembly, and we thank Thee that there are so many applications to Jesus for His mercy and Hia grace, His par don, His salvation to the very greatest extent, to be saved unto Thy image, unto Thy likeness made entirely like Thee. Oh, blessed Savior, it it just as it was in the days of Thy flesh; whithersoever He entered into cities and towns ard villages, Ho healed tho eick in tho streets. Ob what a scene that must have been. Oh blessed bo God! In all tho variety of diseases, and distresses and pain, they laid in tho streets and in the lanes and besought Him that they might touch hut tho border of Hia garment, and as many as touched Him were made perfectly whole. Glory to Thy name 1 [“ Amen.”] touch me! Touch mo not onlvwith the hand, but by faith. [“Amen.”] For it were only such as came In contact with the Savior, so vital, that were made perfectly whole. Blessed bo Thy name I Oh ! we thank Thco that we may touch Thee ; that wo may touch Christ; that virtue is in Christ [“Amen.” “Lord!” Lord-”]; that that virtue comes out of Christ. And now Lord what remains ? We are here before Thee. These seekers are here before Thee seeking for pardon, an* they shall get it. [“ Amen.”] Thov yield, Thov lav themselves down at the foot'of tho Cross, willing to bo saved in God’s own way, in God’s own time, by simple faith, venturing on the great atoning sacrifice, and what remains? It is done! Glory to Thy name! [“Amen.”] For wo have submitted. The work is done, [“ Amen,” “Amen.”] Tho work ja done. The debt is discharged. The ransom is* paid. My father docs forgive. Glory to Thy name. [“Amon.’T And if these believers in Jesus have submitted to bo saved right here and now, bloeaed be Thy name. WE SHARE THE VICTORY through the blood of tho lamb—tho lamb that Tvaa slain and makcth intercession for na. Oh glorv bo to Thv name. [“Amen.”] We do plead the merit of Christ. We rest upon tho word. Tho word of God is true, and never can bo re moved. Wo shall, in our hearts, bo pure and perfected in love. [“Amen” “Oh Lord.”} Oh wo will rejoico—rejoice with all Thy saints. Wo rest upon Thee, we believe, and will give our wanderings o’er by giving Thee onr hearts. Lord hear ns and accept us, and save us, and may wo love Thee, for Christ’s sake. Amen. [“Amen.”] THE PASTOR. Take my poor heart, and let it by faith bo closed to all but Thco. Lot ir bo near Thee, and lot mo wear tho pledge of faith forever. Now let everybody sing. And all did sing as if their hearts were full of joy. Three verses were sung while the people were on their knees, and then tho pastor prayed, saying: , f Ob! Lord, seal now on every heart Thy bless ing. [“Amen!”] And may the spirit come sweetly as a benediction upon every one. And wo pray that these dear Christian brethren and sisters asking for full divine conformity pay to night receive it. And wo pray that their faith may grasp just now tho promise of God. “Bo it unto you according to your faith.” Oh, Lord, we pray that there may bo this moment all around this altar an unloosing of chains, and a yielding of hearts to Jesus, Oh, seal with Thy blessed seal this great work. May this night prove to bo one of the field-days in our church [“ Amen ”], when such wonders shall have boon wrought, such im pressions shall have been made, that these souls shall remember them through all eternity. May Ibis work pervade the entire audience ! may tho thoughts of this hour follow men and women to their couches! and may they be sleepless while they are in sin. Ob, wo pray that they may turn to God. Lord, may Thy blessing go with ua when we leave this place. Lord, bless us and save na, without one soul excluded from Tby Kingdom, for Jesus’ sake. [“ Amen.”] A hymn was then sung, and Mr. Peck made another address ; the benediction was then pro nounced, and about two-thirds of the peoplo left the church. AN AGED CONVERT. Tho others remained for half-au-hour, and conversed with one another and with the pastor. Tho.reporter went to the altar—to speak to Mr. Peck—and on his way met an old gentleman who was superlatively happy. Said he: “ Are you one of Christ’s 'fold ?” “h T o,” replied the re porter. “ Well,” rejoined he, “ You ought to be. I went to the altar last night, and you can not realize how my heart swells with joy.” The reporter reluctantly left him, whereat the convert seemed annoyed, though he said nothing. The Tbibuxe representative next met a brother re porter, who blushed very deeply, as if ashamed. *• What are you doing here ?” said The Tbibuxb reporter. *• Well, Mr. Peck asked mo and my wife to come, and we did so. She was converted tho first night, and I have been here seven times, and have been greatly comforted.” Words of encouragement were spoken to him. and his blushes disappeared. After encountering sev eral strange gentlemen, who shook hands as cordially with the reporter as if they had known him for years. Mr. Peck was met. Ho said the religious interest was increasing, and that many souls would bo gathered in this harvest. And yet these mere words, though faithfully given, can convey but a weak idea of this reviv al meeting. The’ spirit which animated it, the passionate and imploring tones of the pastor, the rejoicings of the converted, tho tears and the cries, the magnetism which thrilled, all dis appear. and the expressions which were so warm when spoken look so cold on paper. This report is a body without a soul, and yet it furnishes to those who cannot or will not attend these reviv al services as good an idea of them as they can get. BULWER. From “Falkland” to “Tke Parisians.” A Long Line of Charming Fictions. Tlie Only Novelist ITlio 3lorallzcs and En chants at the Same Time. A week or two ago, the frequenters of our principal bookstores found themselves con fronted at every turn by a printed strip an nouncing “ The Parisians : A Novel. By Lord Lytton.” Although many bad already made a partial acquaintance with the work through the serial publications of Blackicood and Harper , its final appearance in a completed form excited in some of them a peculiar interest and emotion. It was something like the last letter from a friend who is no more. The book is tho LAST OF A LONG LIKE, of which tho first was “Falkland,” issued half a-century ago. Doubtless there are few novel readers.now living who remember the advent of that cloudy and romantic hero, or his immediate successors. But no one can pass a just judg ment upon this latest work, or duly appreciate its author, who receives his first introduction to Lord Lytton through *• Tho Parisians.” To those of ua who made his ac quaintance in childhood, tho name upon this title-page Is, in spite of long usage, not the most familiar. In vain does tho old Cockney librarian, scowling severely npon us, reprove the irreverence of our demand for “ Bulwer’a Works,” by the awful gravity of his: 1 ‘ You’re surely aware that he’s long been made a Pair!' 1 With the conservative Peer, the elderly aristocrat, we have nothing to do. Like our predecessors, wo know him best as THE “ BULWEII” over whose Algernon Mordaunt and laora tho maidens of former days wept their eyes out, —as tho author of “What Will Ho Do With It?*’— of tho “Strange Story,”—of “ My Novel.” Betlina Brentano says, in her charming “ Cor respondence of Goethe with a Child,” that her grandmother said that Goethe was tho Devil—and she longed to see him. Tho first thing that some of ns ever heard with regard to Bnlwer was the prohibition of his works hy certain of our elders, with tho warning that they wore “ highly im moral.” Whether or not we were like Bottina, and this imperfectly-comprehended caution prompted tho desire to read them.it certainly added a mysterious fear and interest to tho de light with which we came upon au old volume of “ anr hovel,” and no, it is of no use to say perused: to peruse implies a languid, critical survey, as im possible as it was unnatural to us then the delight, then, with which wo devoured, galloped through, its pages. “My Novel; or. Varieties in English Life,"—what pleasant memories those words awaken 1 I seem to see a group of chil dren odtering, with eager, trembling feet, that broad and enchanted domain, the English novel. Tho ancestral oaks and chestnuts, the moss grown palings of Hazeldean Park, rise up before us. Hero are tho good-natured Squire, and his sensible Wife, and their idolized son Frank. Wo explore the village-green with its stocks, and tho parish-school, and tho chnrch. We go out to fish for sticklebacks and minnows with Dr. liiccahocca,—benevolent Mlchiavel, with his tall spare figure, threadbare garments, and wise proverbs. Wo welcome Mies Jemima, cheery and thrifty, to her honors as MadameEiccabocca; and wo lean upon the gate with them both, and bid good-bye to Leonard, who goes away to seek his fortune with no other capital than his beau tiful eyes and his fair hopes and illusions. “ They will stand long wear and tear,” says the Doctor, turning away with a sigh as the hero disappears down tho dusty road. * A year at least,” rejoins the late-Miss Jemima. WITH CAKE I>’ THE 'WASH ! ' How wo rejoice in tho discomfiture of hand some, purse-proud Diet Avenel, when his poor, shabby sister comes to sco him and her child, at tho fine country-house where bo is entertaining tho nobilitv, when ho locks them up m_a room, and they‘escape by tho window, whatever amusement we derive from tho lighter portions of this book, nothing is so plain to us, even in this first hasty reading, as that it is a story with amoral. Bandal Leslie becomes the type of Intellect warped by Selfishness ; and the satis faction with which wo arrive at tho failure of his crafty schemes is softened by the seriousness which attends tho recognition of a great truth. By tho time wo have finished 44 My Novel, we trouble ourselves no more about tho morality of Bnlwer : he has taken us captive. Not curiosi ty, but love, impels us immediately towards the charming romance with the enigmatical title of “What Will Ho Do With It?” Then.— not' to be tedious in tolling what was so far from tedious in doing,—did wo not hunt up “Tho Caxtons,” and “Harold,” and “The Last Days of Pompeii,” until wo camo to tho .* Strange Story,” which was, and was not, like the Bnlwer we knew ? And then followed a long silence, until, ip those bleak days of the early spring, camo the message that the old enchanter of our youth WAS NO iTORE. It was sad to observe how small a ripnlo, com pared with that produced by others of his craft, his death made on tho current of the world s daily life. He had outlived the brief period of personal popularity which society allots to one man. Tho sad-faced old man whom the ulus- t p ated journals revealed to us boro no resem blance to tho beautiful youth whom tradition calls tho idol of London drawing-rooms. There were reasons for this in Bulwor’s life and char acter. Some men crystalize early ( their genius takes with manhood a mold never afterwards al tered. Others are until death like clay m the hands of tho sculptor, Life; figure, features, expression, ho alters from year to year. Im mediately after death the fame of such men suf fer as, to borrow Thorwaldsen’s illustration, tho statue does when it passes into plaster.' Thev are so near us that we can see the pettiness of th«ir faults; they are too near for us to see the grandeur of their virtues. But let a few years pass, and they look out grandly from THE "lIAKELE OF liIMOP.TALITY. Nothing is so clear a proof that Bulwer be longed to this second class of men os this last trio of volumes,—issued anonymously during the later years of his life, and dealing with all tho great problems of oiir day,—of which “ Tho Parisians " completes tho series. A great preacher of our day has said that, be tween “Tho Caitons” and all tho works that go before it, there is a difference so absolute as to imply what our Methodist brethren call a change of heart.” But, with a full comprehen sion of tho great superiority of “TheCaxtoua and tho novels which follow, in point of artistic construction and moral effect, tho difference be tween this work and its predecessors seems to ua not so radical; a difference moro in degree than in kind; that between the rough draft and the perfected picture. “ Falkland,” “ Pelham, “ The Disowned,” “ Dcvereux,”—appearing be tween IS2O and IS3o,—were written, as tho au thor himself states, when ho was little more than a boy. The first was never included by him in the list of his works, and is not now to be found among them. Our knowledge of it is gathered from his own descrip tion; and it is fair to conclude that its defects were, as ho asserts, numer ous and great. “ Pelham ” was autobiographic in stvle ; and its hero was intended, if wo may trust tho author's declaration, to contrast with the ‘Wertberian and Byronic types of hero, at that day so popular. If so, tho public did not give him credit for his intention, for •• Pelham appears to have been regarded as a veritable au tobiography of tho writer, and as very Byronic, indeed, —both of which ideas appear to the later reader unfounded. The pleasantest part of tho “ Disowned ” is the opening of that TBULT BULWERIAX VIEW which was never exhausted during the author’s life, and which glitters even in *• Kenelm Chil lingly,” we mean the escape from conventional life bn tho part of tho hero setting forth in search of adventure, and the appearance of tho vagabond philosopher, quoting Shakspearo and living among Gipsies, -who finally reaches a per fected forming in tho charming Gentleman Waife of 44 What Will Ho Do With It ?” In “ Paul Clifford,” his fourth novel, he entered upon tho ground afterward occupied by Dickens in “ Oliver Twist,” introducing us to tho “ argot ” and liabits of tbo London thieves. Of all hi's early works, this apccara to have pro voked tho greatest outcry, lie was accused of introducing his readers to low life, of glorifying tho career of a highwayman, of the existing laws, and other bulwarks of society. That Dickens afterwards found hia highest pop ularity in these very features, is only evidence that Bulwcr was. at this time. A LITTLE AHEAP OT HIS AGE. The scene in this novel, where Paul Clifford, a condemned prisoner, confronts tils unknown father in the person of the Judge, and bis eloquent denunciation of those features of law and society which first produce and then punish the criminal, exhibits in a high degree the dramatic power which Bulwer possessed,—a power afterwards forcible displayed in Riche lieu.” •* Eugene Aram” is a powerful and painful work, but, in point of art, superior to all before “ The Caxtous.” Its analysis of thoughts and motives is not only remarkable, but in structive. The author states, in the preface, that ho desired to show how one crime might blight a mind and life otherwise brilliant and spotless. He seems rather to have depicted the fatal results that may attend the distortion of intellect, —the disease which must inevitably follow the morbid and exaggerated development of a single faculty. If, in •* Eugene Aram,” ho exposed the danger of unnatural concentration, in “ Godolphin,” written at the same time, he showed the misery attending the intellectual trifler, frittering away the energies of the mind. In “Ernest Moltravers,’’audits sequel, “Alice,” the design appears to us less evident and less striking in execution; but in “Lucretia” he first entered upon a theme which must have been an exceeding favorite with him, since it forms a prominent part of hia three greatest works, —wo mean the theme which he character izes in ‘‘My Novel” as “THE ABUSE OF INTELLECT.” What ho says on this subject in “ Lucretia ” has a singular pertinence at the present time: “A prominent vice in the hot and emulous chase for happiness, fame, or fortunoj—in that state of society to which wo have arrived. The vice I allude to is Impatience. That eager desire to press forward, not so much to conquer obstacles as to elude them; that gambling with the sol emn destinies of life, seeking ever to v set suc cess upon the chance of a die; that thirst after quick returns to ingenious toil, and breathless spurrings along short cuts to the goal, which we see everywhere around ns, from the Mechanics’ Institute to the Stock-Market; characterising the books of our writers, the speeches of our statesmen, no less than the dealings of our speculators,—seem to mo to constitute a very diseased and general symptom of the time's. I hold that the greatest friend to man is labor; that the continuous effort for fame is nobler than fame itself; that it is not wealth suddenly acquired which is deserving of homage, but the virtues which a man exerts in the slow pursuit of wealth, the ability so called forth, the self denial so imposed,—in short, that Labor and Patience are the TBUE SCHOOLSIASTEna ON EABTH.” “ Lucrctia” closea tho list of novels preceding the four remarkable works on which Bulwer’s fame as a writer will chiefly rest. Between this work, however, and Eugene Aram,” come his historical novels: “Rieuzi,” “ The Last Days of Pompeii,” 14 Harold,” and “Tho Last of the Barons.” Of the industry, conscientious re search, and delicacy of Bulwer, those works con tqv the very highest idea. No moro accurate, carefully-finished historic sketches can be found in the whole field of * English literature. The opening chapters of “Harold” contain details which the student will find nowhere else so graphically combined, from Hume to Macaulay; and the service here rendered to early English history is extended to the Italian in “Riouzi.” and in “The Last Days of Pompeii” to the ex position of the influence of Greek civilization on Xtalv. On their power of fascination there is no need to dwell. Who does not remember the spell which summoned before him the young darling of the Saxons, vanquished at Hastings; the Two Great Brothers lying dead at Barnet; Nvdia fleeing from the burning city; and the glowing, Southern beauty of Nina Rasselli ? With “ The Caxtons ” began THE CHEAT EBA of Bulwcr’s career as a novelist. It is a great encouragement to notice how, through tho various attempts of his earlier works, his gonius slowly cleared itself of impurities and discovered its true nature, until in this it came forth strong, mellow, and perfect as old wine. In Pisistratus ho achieved what he had attempted in Pelham,—a hero who gave, wo cannot help believing, a death-blow to the Byronic school in fiction. A hero who is as pure as ho is manly; who confides his love-affairs to ins father, and finds consolation for his first grief in the affec tions of his mother; who consults tho happiness of the woman ho professes to adore, rather than his own passion,—was as great an innovation upon the time-honored model of a hero in prose,as was HenryjTaylar'i-i" Van Artoveldo” in poetry. lii the wonderfully-gifted son of Boland we have tho perfection of that type to which wo have alluded in “Lncretia,” afterwards repeat ed in the Eandal Leslie of “ My Novel,’’—lntel lect independent of principle. Wo confess to a great affection for the quaint character of Mr. Carton, whoso delightful peculiarities reappear in the introductory pages of “My Novel. “ What Will He Do With It ? ” is the moat per fect in plot, and, in many respects, the most charmeso_ of all its works. It contains io George Morley probably.tho fincstrcpreaentatiyo of the Clergyman to be found in English fiction. Paris of this work are intensely dramatic, and more than one successful play has borrowed its moat striking incidents. This book is also noticeable as containing tho most felicitous and musical lan-nago of any of Bnlwer’a works. Tho oou cluSing chapter is. in fact, a poem ; and the lit tle chapter entitled “ Beware of Parting is, like all good poetrv, as true as it is beautiful. In a form bnt slightly altered, it appeared in one of our magazines a few weeks ago, and made considerable reputation for its versifier. When tho “ Strange Story ” appeared, it was a period of much interest and excitement with re gard to Spiritualism. It was said that Bulwer catered to tho public taste for marvels; it was, and is still regarded by many as a pure extrava ganza. This is not the light in which we look at it Tho tahle-turninga of Spiritualism, tho pro fessed revelations of this pseudo-science, at that time unsettled many minds, some by no means of the lowest order. Curiously, the men wilh whom tho most extravagant manifestations of tho kind received the fullest and easiest cre dence were those to whom belief in simpler and more elevating theories of a spiritual life had seemed most impossible. The key to tho au thor’s design is best expressed by ono of his quotations from Novalis: „ “ WHERE OOP IS SOT, spectres rule. n UAUU uvv “ 7 To us it seems ono of tho most eloquent argu ments over written in support of the simple and ennobling faith in a Supremo and Beneficent Intelligence controlling the world,—a faith which, in Its primitive form, stripped of the in cumbrances of cant and tradition, has thus far commanded the assent of tho most powerful minds. Something like tho same suoject, or rather a complement of this idea, bad been pre viously attempted by the author in “ Zanom, a work of moro romantic and artistic character. With tho “ Strange Story," Bnlwer’s work in fiction might naturally have been regarded as completed. But minds like his must, so long as life lasts, feel tho pulse of tho ago beating thromdi them. Ho was profoundly impressed by this now era, so different from that in winch his genius had matured. Its problems perplexed, attracted him. Ho longed to grapple with them, and tho result was “Tho Parisians,” "Kcnolm Chillinglv,” and “The Coming Eace.’ In the latter, he’ fled to romance to express his appre hension at tho iucreasing power which the womanly element was so rapidly attaining in tho field of active life. Ho had written—none more enthusiastically—of Woman tho Consoler and Woman the Inapiror; but Woman tho Actor and Creator DAUNTED Hnr. There did not occur to him the solution which Jean Inflow puts in tho mouth of Brandon : ‘•This is a woman-ridden ago. well, all ti'.Q others were man-ridden. After a while, we -hall find our true balance between the two. But nothing is so indicative of a certain greatness of sonl as the fact, so patent in this work and in “Kcneim Chillingly,”—where he depicts tho hero of a transitidnary era, tho man born in ono ago, but inheritor of another,—that he met the great problems of onr day in no spirit of ancient prejudice, of email hostility. He docs not sa tirize "the weary yonng sago who finds the world ont of joint,—ho tries hard to understand and guide him. He does not sneer at the Comin„ Woman,—ho endeavors honestly to comprehend her, to represent her justly, though ho turned away smiling, but sad. “The Parisians is a sketch of tho WORLD S GREAT CAPITAL in the latter days of tho Empire. It■ « easy t° see how attractive to a mind so addicted to pM osophic reverio must have been that kaleid scooic peculiar, brilliant M«iety of Par J, B ° r . ’fho best featnro of “The ' is, that it is an inside nets of the , a |f »" d T?' e s ch depicts. Whoever knows the latonorotrnaai ealone, the tone of Frenchmen at home* mit that this is not the sketch of •‘ a foreigner otsemng tbe author wriUen^^ D p^tisau-—Imperialist, Legitimist Commnnmt have pervading toleration. Bnlwer, fn political principles, was essentially an ansto cra\ - tbo government of his cho.ee was always cr ..Judnsracr In bis earher works, par tTaSy coUMtion of essays called “ Cai toma“al" bo betrayed h.s great distaste for tho of tho Amencan Ilcpnbhe. The Parisians "shows a great change ofSentiment wfth re-ard to ns. While, m “ The Coming ”he points out the most dangerous rooks tho way of our ship of State, tho draft of tho Constitution found among Do Jlauleon’s papers shows that onr political charter had won ad oration from him: and his American dramatis persona;, that he botterjanderstcod the typo of character resulting from it.' But HE DID NOT COin»BErrEM> the French Republicans, either In their aims or character. In the seclusion to which they were compelled, a fortunate chance alone could have made him acquainted with that thoughtful, pa tient, aud intellectual minority on whom, what ever may happen to the French’ Government, tbo hope of. the resurrection of French national life must chieflyrest. With this exception, the vari ous types of citizens are skotcneJ with almost too partial a band. Some of the secrets of the Great Centro he did hot fathom; some of the darkest shades necessary to that picture, are wanting; but, on the whole, the first half of the novel shows unnsual powers of insight and description. His best and moot original character is Isaura. In her he shows that he had very truly learned the problems that besot, the difficulties that encompass, the heart not less than the life of the woman of genius in our era of expectation and transition. But those problems ho could not solve. Ho quailed before the spirit ho had invoked. Ho could not fill out the statue to the grand proportions he had drawn. But it is a necessary and significant fact, that the hero who embodies these deficien cies of the author fails.of his proper height in proportion as the heroine fails of hers. The* greatness of. Bnlwar’a creations belongs almost exclusively to his men. Hia women are gener ally devoted, lovable, but not independent or original. In Isaura he began a grander typo; but tbo strong lines fade away into feebleness. This is true of the general conclusion of the book. The hand so long tireless BEGAN TO FLAG. The fertile brain was tired. The drowsiness of the Last Sleep was falling upon the eyes of the old Seer. Not the less, 0 my master, at thy name shall the moisture of grateful thought rise in eyes still new to life, and violets of tender tribute be strewed upon that far-off tomb in West minster. on which Thackeray looks down with kindly sadness, and so near to where the mus ing figure of “ the only Shakspearo la.” In an ago when the Grotesque and the ser vilely Real domineer over Art, he led us to look upon the calm beauty of the Ideal. Imperfec tion and deficiency wo find in his earlier works, but their immorality wo fall to discover. They arc all written with a distinct, and moat of them with an earnest, purpose,—a purpose which, in his later and more perfect works, is nobly real ized. The pulpit will some day more fully recognize the writer who, more than any other, has shown its noblest duties, and suggested its highest capacities. The scholar owes apprecia tion to one who represented in the brightest colors the fascinations of the intellectual life. A newer and a finer type of novel has suc ceeded his; but a typo so rare that it has yet but ono creator. Besides, to appreciate this re quires a certain maturity of experience and thought. Bulwer is the novelist of the young in heart or life. Ho is the only ono who can moralize and enchant at the same time. . DEATH ON THE KAIL. Xhe Late Accident on the Great West- ern Ifioad. Canadian papers furnish us with detailed ac counts of the terrible scenes caused by the burning of a passenger car on Ibo Great West ern Railway, 3 miles oast of Komoka, and 7 miles west of London, Ont., on Sunday night, by which a number of lives were lost, and many persons badly hurt. A letter from Strathroy to the Toronto Globi says that the bell-rope was not attached, to tut engine, and consequently there was no way ol stopping tho train. If was running at the rate of about 50 miles an hour; and ran about 4 miles burning. Tho car was destroyed in abou( six minutes, burning like tinder. The following accounts are furnished by tho same correspond ent : . “By actual count it is ascertained that at least thirtv-five inhabitants of Strathroy, or partita coming to the town, were on board tho ili-fatqd train. How many moro is uncertain. The fol lowing are the Strathroy casualties, as far aa ascertained: N. McKoliar, Assistant in tho High School, burned to death; Mr. McKoliar, with Mr. Dearness, Principal of tho Public Schools, was returning from the School Convention io Lou don. Mr, Dearness escaped through a window, and sustained a severe contusion of the brain by falling among a hcapof rails. Mr. McKoliar was, owing to a broken leg, incapable of active exer tion, and from a desue to avoid tho crowding al the rear door allowed the remaining passengers to pass him, at tho tamo time endeavor ing; to quell tho excitement that existed. Portions of his body wore afterward found lying inaido the rear door. Prom their position it is surmised that hq survived * few minutes longer than Miss Purvis, who wa* recognizable from his having fallen upon her. W. H. Murray, dry-goods merchant haxc, war sitting about tho centre of the car, on the south bide of tho car, arid, when ho perceived thi progress of the flames, broke the window to let in air. After remaining with hifl head out foj a moment retreat became impossible, and he moved his body outside, placing his overcoat around his -right arm to prevent his hand being burned- As tho fire gained tho coat took flro, and ho lot him self fall. Ho was injured on the head and hand, and burned slightly. Ho U confined to his bed. Mr. A. H- Orton, wagon maker, placed his head out of tho window fot air. He fell heavily, seriously injuring one leg, and bad to bo carried homo. Mr. A. B. Re moy, watchmaker, jumped on tho first appear ance of the fire, and alighted on his feet unin jured. Mr. iliiler. patent-medicine agent, jump ed out of tho window; he has sustained several severe contusions. Mr. Augustus Blessing, marble-cutter, jumped out of tho window; he was severely injured in tho legs; taken to Lon don. Hr. Daniel Decow, who was in the smok ing car, is uninjured. Mr.F. yaxlon. soyorely injured; taken to London. Hr, Neil McGugan, severely injured in tho head; taken to London. Mr. Archibald Carruthers, glovcmukor, Strath rov, with Miss Claflin and another lady, all made for the rear platform on the first appearance of lira, and remained there till the train was brought to a stand. While in this position several par ties jumped over their Leads, and they wero sev eral times nearly pushed off. Mrs. Samuel Craw ford, of Globe Foundry, Loudon, with a lady friend. Miss Sneers, were on their way to pay a visit to friends in Strathroy. Both laoicn escaped through the windows with their clothes partially burned. They returned to London. Mary Brown, recently living in Strathroy, nut now of Petrolia; jumped from the rear platform on tho first appearance of tho fire escaped uninjured. Dr. Smith, formerly of Strathroy and Komoka, but now of Queen street, Most Toronto, was severely cut in tho face and ms eye injured- He escaped through tho door, and feu on hia face. Ha has returned to his friends in Komoka. Mrs. Freeman, living at Ciarko a Mills, Caradoc, injured; taken to London. Her grandson was burned to death, air. McKinnon, telegraph-operator, who was on hifl way to I in fill un engagement in Strathroy, sprang trum tho rear platform and slid a carslengin on tho ice. Ho slightly sprained his (undo. Mr. John Hay, formerly of Brayloy & H.y, Toronto, very badly injured in tho head, heai at Komoka. A man iamed McCarthy is reported missing, Mr. Lee, insurance agent, who mado Strathroy his headquarters, is supposed “' “ a '° been among tho lost. Ills yet uncertain as to whether ho was on board, bnt rt 'a fearod that ho was. Mias Lawrence, rencc, of Paris, was on a visit to her Burnham, wife of tho freight agent at Pc trolls, w : th MLsa Parvis. They visited London yester day morning, taking with them = J°° D J of Mr. Burnuam, aged about 6 years. J were sitting in a double “<**• £, t f a. damrbter of Conductor Mitchell. Abo drooped out of tbe window.* and Mias Latvrenco followed, while Mies Pams with young B.irn ham mado for the door. Both of tho latter wero hnroSto death. 3lies Pirns is a step-daughter of the Bcv. Mr. Muir, of Galt. Mr Daniel Dccow, who was in tho smoking car states that when ho first saw the fire com im? through the forward door ho closed it to pre vent a draught, but tho next moment two la dians opened it and jumped off the first-class car platform. Ho stood on the platform to try to close it, bat could not, owing to the intensity of the flames, which shot up with frightful rap idity. Conductor Mitchell rushed through ihcru, and ho tried to help him op to the top of tho smoking-car, but he could not get up. Too Conductor then directed tho brasoman to try to uncouple tho passenger-coach, wnilo ho * ran through to tho baggage car. Ho opened tho eide-door and as cended by tho aides. Meanwhile Mr. Decow saw tho tiro drive the paflaengers towards the roar end of the train, all except one heavy man, sup posing to be Mr. Lee. who seemed rooted to his place. The cnes was now hcart-reudwg m tho extreme, and by looking over the side he could bco men and women drop off tho platform ana out of the window*, some uninjured, others lying where thev fell. As tho train stoppe , Conductor Mitchell, who did nobly, asked aim to corao back and aid tho injured. found was a man who was all on firo, and bo rolled on tho ground. Others, man ami women, lay along the track fur a on,lam. o of 1 over a mile and a half. —lt is pleasing to see that so many of the snf fere-s of OMlricn County taka homo -bur coal and' com with such slick, fat-looking horses.— Cherokee (Jo.) Times . 7 Cuaui.es Landor.