Duke of Wellington, took part zealously against Captain Atchinson and Lieutenant Dawson; and neither the late Duke of York nor Lord Hill saw fit to restrain the practices complained of. No confidence is to be placed in worldly-minded statesmen, of any party, where the glory of God and the welfare of souls are concerned; but happily British feeling has greatly advanced in the right direction during the fifteen or sixteen years which have elapsed since the above mentioned cowardly and cruel act of religious persecution was perpetrated; as is shewn by the efforts made to sever British connexion with idolatry in India. Surely then we may hope that if those who are zealous for the honour of God would bring this Garrison Order before Parliament, and provoke discussion upon it, it would be rescinded, and the Maltese priests, like those of India, be left to conduct their own superstitions, without the assistance of her Majesty's civil or military servants. "The Tablet," a Romanist Journal, states, that within the last three months one priest in Malta has received into the Roman Catholic Church upwards of sixty converts, of whom the greater part are British soldiers and their families. Is this to be wondered at? What other result was to be expected, when men, many of them utterly ignorant perhaps of the very elements of true religion, and Protestants only in name, are exposed to the inveiglements of a proselyting priesthood, armed with the awful terrors and insidious allurements of Popery, and placing in the forefront of their arguments the specious one that the authorities of England cannot themselves believe the Protestant faith, or at least account it of any importance, since they make their soldiers do homage to what their Church accounts idolatry ;- —a homage which Popery is not so suicidal as to offer in return to Protestantism. In using the word idolatry as applied to the mass, I am borne out by the whole stream of genuine Anglican divines, especially the Reformers. Cranmer affirmed (see "Fathers of the English Church," Vol. iii. 495, &c.) that "Although the subtle papists do colour and cloke the matter never so finely, saying that they worship not the sacraments which they see with their eyes, but that thing which they believe with their faith to be really and corporally in the sacraments, yet why do they run from place to place, to gaze at the things which they see, if they worship them not, giving thereby occasion to them that be ignorant to worship that which they see? ...... having always this pretence or excuse for their IDOLATRY, Behold here is Christ." Archdeacon Philpot said, "That abominable sacrifice which ye set on the altar, and use in your private masses, instead of the living sacrifice, is idolatry." (Ib. iv. 458.) Bradford said, "It is no longer a sacrament but an idol, and the cause of much idolatry." (Ib. 480.) Ridley says that the "godly honour" done to the sacramental elements involves idolatry and sacrilege." Yet in honour of this idolatry, Protestant soldiers, bearing arms under queen Victoria, are ordered to turn out guard, carry arms, and if unarmed, but on duty, to stand at attention. Why not also command them every Monday morning when the purgatory officer goes round the streets of Valetta ringing his bell and rattling his box, crying out " What will you give for the souls," to drop into it a copper of their hard earnings, impressed with her Majesty's effigies, to shew the bigoted or juggling priests, and their deluded votaries, how candid and conCHRIST. OBSERV. No. 48. 5 B ciliating a nation we are of religious nothingarians? Will no religious senator take up this matter? Or is this also to be in the catalogue of "cushioned questions," in order not to embarrass a Conservative administration? What is conservation worth but to keep in good and keep out evil? VIATOR. REVIEW OF NEW PUBLICATIONS. REMINISCENCES OF BISHOP CHASE. Reminiscences of Bishop Chase (Chapter ii. to xx.) Peoria, We have received from our venerable friend Bishop Chase, through the Post Office at "Robin's Nest," Illinois, his present abode, successive portions of the sheets of his auto-biographical narrative, from his birth to the year 1817; about six years previous to the period when his name began to be heard of on this side of the Atlantic. As the work contains some interesting personal memorials of the highly-esteemed writer, and of the infant struggles and gradual successes of the Protestant episcopal church in the United States, and is not accessible to the British reader, not having been reprinted in this country, we shall make a copious selection of extracts.* The cha There was an intention, upon the part of some of the Bishop's friends in England, to re-publish the work here, in such a manner that the profits might be remitted to the author, whose liberal disinterestedness and charitable labours furnish a strong claim for that aid which be requires in carrying out his pious and well-devised designs in his new diocese; in order that, as in the case of Kenyon college, Ohio, a solid foundation may be laid for the extension of the ministrations of the episcopal church, by means of a succession of devoted and well-instructed pastors, in anticipation of a large and rapidly-increasing population. We may add too, without offence, that in his latter years, after relinquishing much, as he has racteristic features of the United States of America, as they existed fifty years ago, have nearly va done, for the service of God and his church, the honourable profits resulting from his publication could not be a useless or unacceptable addition to his domestic resources. But there being no copyright in the work in England, profitable publication is impracticable, as any bookseller may reprint it, and would a reprint by subscription in such undersell the friendly edition. Nor cases be free from inconvenience; as nou-subscribers might procure copies elsewhere, and perhaps more cheaply, if there was such a demand for the work as to render it worth reprinting. The publishing of a work in parts also adds to the difficulty. We mention these circumstances because some of our transatlantic friends do not seem to understand the law of copy-right, and both in regard to Bishop Chase's publication, and other works, we have been applied to by the friends of authors to inform them how to secure in England the copy-right of their publications. There is no international law of copy-right between Great Britain and the United States; the latter refusing to grant it; seeing they reprint great numbers of English copy-right books, whereas we reprint very few of theirs; so that the reprinted works of popular living English authors may often be had in the United States at a fraction of the home cost, the publisher having nothing to pay for manuscript. For the most part writers need not feel any anxiety upon the subject, as it is rarely that copy-right is of any value out of the author's own country; but where it is, it may be secured in the manner adopted in the nished; solitary log-huts have case of some of the Waverley Novels, by sending over the printed sheets from the author's country before the work is published at home, to the other country, and having them printed there; and fixing upon a certain day when the work is complete in both countries for publishing it simultaneously in each. This does not of itself secure copyright in either; but it renders it impossible for a reprinter to defend an action brought against him for piracy; for he can only produce as his authority for what he has done, a foreign copy, of which his professes to be a reprint; but he cannot prove that the foreign publication was anterior to the entry at home. Had a Waverley Novel, by any mistake on either side of the water, been entered in the United States on the first of June, and the Stationers' Hall copy on the second, the work would have been copy-right in America, but the copy-right would have been lost in England; so that any person might have reprinted the book in England from the American edition. Ame ceed to antiquated Ohio. But most of all-we speak it with reverence and gratitude to the Divine Author of all good gifts-it will not be easy to parallel the early difficulties of our good bishop when seeking for some offshoot of an episcopal church, or attempting to plant one in remote localities; for now, not only are the ministers and members of that church numerous, active, and highly respected; but machinery has been adjusted for working out its pious and benevolent designs; and this not newly-fangled mo. dern machinery, but the primitive machinery of the apostolic church; for as with the mother in England, so with her daughter in America, much attention has of late years been devoted to carrying into effect the true principles of our communion; not merely endeavouring to gather here and there a band of converts, bond of without any visible union, or any aggregation in worship or discipline; but while sending out the Christian minister or missionary, with the inspired rican authors have sometimes asked us to request a London publisher to enter their books at Stationers' Hall; thinking it enough to send a printed copy, which had been entered or published in America before it reached England; so that the copy-right was already open here. It is the reprinted and not the American book which must be presented for entry at Stationers' Hall; and the day of presentation must not be later than the day of presentation at the American office. The same applies, reciprocally, to the case of a book first published in England. It would not have been enough for Sir Walter Scott's publisher to have sent over the title of a novel for entry; or even the English book; the American office required an American book; to have which forthcoming at the proper time, the English edition must have been delayed. In the case of a work published by instalments, as Bishop Chase's Reminiscences, each separate issue would have to undergo this process, as a new work, Scriptures in his hand as his map, text-book, and infallible directory, establishing also episcopal government, with its at once centralising and diverging influences, and instituting one form of prayer and worship, so that each new branch partakes of the common identity, and adds to the united strength. Of these modern works of faith and labours of love, Bishop Chase's pioneering the church to Ohio was an early and memorable example. On the 14th day of December, 1775, in his father's peaceful dwelling, on the high banks of Connecticut river, at the south end of Cornish Plain, three miles south of the place where his mother and seven children were landed, as we related in our Number for August, was the writer of this memoir born. His early impressions of a religious character were chiefly from the mouth of his venerable parents. His mother used to narrate, and to pen remarkable facts for the edification of her children. The following, in illustration of the sin of covetousness, left powerful traces in the mind of her son Philander: "In the town of Mendon, about fifteeen miles from Boston, in the colony of Massachusetts Bay, as that state was then called, about the year 1745, there lived a young man, son of a wealthy farmer, who, with his father before him, had been noted for a stingy disposition. Money was an essential ingredient in every feast of enjoyment which their imaginations could picture. No one was esteemed but for his money, and however unlawful the means, and small the channels through which it flowed into their coffers, it made no difference. In these sentiments the young man, heir to the estate, was educated. He married, his wife's fortune was not a mean oneperhaps it was greater than his; but her warm heart threw the whole into his hands without jointure; and so she became the wretched wife of a miser. "Several years elapsed before the young miser entirely withdrew his civi lities from his amiable wife. Until her fortune, at the death of her father, fell entirely into his hands, the love of money forced from him some respectful attentions. After this he cut loose from all restraint, and treated her with great neglect. As his landed estate was enlarged, his soul seemed to contract; and not only his wife, but many of his neighbours, saw the baneful effects of his growing covetousness. He could think of nothing, say and do nothing, with satisfaction, but that which related to worldly gain. This one object filled his eye by day, and in robes of golden net work danced in his dreaming visions by night. To touch moral frame sensations of the most the precious metal thrilled through his exquisite delight. This was mental alcohol to him-the high wine, which alone could rouse and set in motion his otherwise torpid soul. For money, the usual means of comfort in his family were sold. For money, the faithful and trusty horse and modest chaise, which his wife brought him, and the use of which was considered necessary to her health, were (alleging them too expensive) sent to auction; and in this way, and for frivolous reasons, were all the comforts of his wife withdrawn from her. Under such treatment it was no wonder that her health should evidently decline: yet her constitution being naturally good, her disease was slow in its approaches, and as it was unseen, its fatal tendencies were unheeded by all except her own conscious mind. Those moments in which it may be said that the moral affections die with disappointed hope, were to this woman moments of profound secrecy. To God only she poured out her sorrowful heart for the blessing of repentance on her loved husband, and that the grace of resignation might be given to herself. Many months passed ere a flower of such prime vigour lost all its fragrance. As it hung its head, and bowed to its destiny, the sweetness of its character seemed to be more and more apparent. Her mild and heavenly smiles, which played about her countenance while her cheeks were flushed with the rose colour of a hectic fever, gave something angelic to her appearance; so that all observing persons were struck with wonder at the contrast between her and her husband. During her long and lingering weakness it was found that nothing could assuage her neverceasing thirst so much as the moderate and constant use of fruit. But to procure it, such especially as was suited to her peculiar case, the sweet and juicy orange and the fragrant and acid lemon, 66 as they were brought fresh in vessels from the West Indies to Boston,required money; and money could not be had except by appealing to the indurated bosom of her covetous husband. Nothing supported her under this necessity but a consciousness of the justness of her claims on his purse, once equally her own, and the absolute need in which she evidently stood of something to cool the palate of her parched mouth. She made these appeals again and again, as the arrivals of the fruit vessels were announced; but she made them in vain to a bosom indurated by covetousness. "The frequent mention of fruit, however, did not pass unheeded by his own self-indulging disposition, out of which the love of money sprung. He was known frequently to go and look at the fruit as it lay exposed in market; and as he did so, to manifest evident tokens of a great desire to eat some himself. But the thoughts of paying for it could not be endured; so he would pass it by. On one occasion, however, he was observed to eat immoderately of fruit, but on inquiry he was found to be gormandizing from the basket of a friend, who had thoughtlessly asked him to taste a bit. Such are the debasing tendency and effects of covetousness! "But this is not the end of this tragic story. The sweet suffering wife of this covetous man, having exhausted much of her disposable personal substance in procuring things necessary to her invalid state, and having long since relinquished all hopes of obtaining relief from her husband's purse, had recourse at length to her own manual industry and mental ingenuity. While young, she had been usefully educated, and had learned fine needlework and embroidery. To these useful arts she applied herself now in her day of necessity, and with some success. Having procured from a shop in town the loan of a little muslin and lace, she was in hopes to make an article that would sell again with profit. The design succeeded, and the return sale was in copper coin of royal stamp, of good King George the Second, sufficient to buy one pine-apple; and the next step was to send for it, and bring it from market. The lady hated concealment. To send by any other than her loved husband for anything of personal enjoyment to herself, would in her eyes look clandestine. Without further deliberation, therefore, she applied herself in her sweetest manner to her husband. My dearest,' said she, 'tomorrow you go to market, and will you have the goodness to attend to a little matter of business for me? Will you purchase' 'I have no money to make any purchases for any one,' said he, turning quickly away. But,' said she, laying her soft and trembling hand on his withdrawing arm, here is some money, which I beg you to lay out for something that is necessary for my health.' As she spoke, there was an earnestness accompanied with dignity in her manner, which arrested the respect even of a miser; and when he heard the sound of money in the affair he stopped and listened; while his wife, recovering her feelings, already lacerated by his rough denial of her reasonable request, went on: These few half pence are my own, the fruit of my own industry. I made a cap, and beside what the materials cost me, and which I have paid for, I have, as the return profits of the sale, what is contained in this little linen rag. Now will you, for I desire to ask the favour of no one else but my husband,-will you, my husband, take it all, more or less, and lay it out in the purchase of some fruit for your faithful wife? My wish is that you buy a pine-apple.' "Her strength had sufficed to pronounce these words with firmness; but she said not, nor could she say another! There was something unearthly in all this a solemn sweetness in her countenance, which stirred up the heart, and drew forth a tear from all. The husband took the money as his wife held it towards him, and though this was in silence he agreed thereto, and ratified the covenant to do and perform the duty expressed by his wife. "It was a long day that succeeded the heart-stirring scene just described. As it drew to a close, the window which overlooked the road to Boston was frequently visited by the languid eyes of one whom all the household regarded as the most innocent, patient, suffering person in it. The sun declined, and her husband did not come. It grew dark, and no one made his appearance at the gate. When no object could be distinguished, she left her post, and praying in her heart that her husband might be preserved and herself submissive, she turned to the parlour. At length a waggon was heard-then the hoarse voice of her husband giving orders to his market hands-then he entered and passed unceremoniously to the fire, and stamped his muddy feet. While this was doing, how eagerly did the eye of his wife strain to meet his! But 'twas plain he purposely turned from her. At this, summoning up all her courage, she placed herself directly |