worship there; but none more sacred to all who honour those in whom pure genius stands united to simple faith and devout spirituality, than those associated with the name of Robert Alfred Vaughan. He was the beloved son of Dr. Vaughan, and the highest hopes were cherished for him by a large circle of religious and literary men. He entered the Congregational ministry, and gave to the world a work of the greatest promise, entitled “Hours with the Mystics.” His own beautiful spirit breathed through every page. But his work was too arduous, and he died in early manhood. It has been said that if he had avoided the fatigue of constant pastoral duty, he might have lived on to do brilliant intellectual work. It may be so. But perhaps he chose the better part, and did the greater work, as will one day be known. At any rate, he has left us his own answer, in what has been called his “Psalm of Life.” “And thou canst not in life’s city Rule thy course as in a cell: There are others, all thy brothers, Who have work to do as well. “Some events that mar thy purpose May light _them_ upon their way; Our sun—shining, in declining— Gives earth’s other side the day. “Every star is drawn and draweth ’Mid the orbits of its peers; And the blending thus unending Makes the music of the spheres.” Of Robert Alfred Vaughan we still love to conjecture what he _is_, or, as some prefer to put it, what he would have been if he had lived. He was the Arthur Hallam of Nonconformity. VI—ENLARGING OUR BORDERS—DR. STOUGHTON’S MINISTRY. [Picture: Rev. Dr. Stoughton. By kind permission of Messrs. Elliott & Fry]