have moved so many into the vortex.... With every kind wish to you and yours, "Sincerely yours, "JAMES ANDERSON." Bishop Mullock wrote on August 6th: "In my answer to a society who addressed me yesterday on the occasion of my departure for Europe I alluded to your example as a great lesson of perseverance, showing that to a man of good energy nothing almost is impossible, and telling them in all difficulties to have the example of Mr. Cyrus W. Field before their eyes. "May God grant that you may be able to resuscitate the old cable. I have myself no doubt but that you will accomplish it, and exhibit to future generations the greatest example of energy and perseverance ever shown by an individual. "You ought to be a proud man, for like the name of Columbus, yours will be in Europe and America a household word." Whittier's "Cable Hymn" responds to the feeling experienced at this time: "O lonely bay of Trinity, O dreary shores, give ear! Lean down unto the white-lipped sea, The voice of God to hear. "From world to world His couriers fly, Thought-winged and shod with fire; The angel of His stormy sky Rides down the sunken wire. "What saith the herald of the Lord? 'The world's long strife is done; Close wedded by that mystic chord, Its continents are one. "'And one in heart, as one in blood, Shall all her peoples be; The hands of human brotherhood Are clasped beneath the sea. "'Through Orient seas, o'er Afric's plain, And Asian mountains borne, The vigor of the Northern brain Shall nerve the world outworn. "'From clime to clime, from shore to shore, Shall thrill the magic thread; The new Prometheus steals once more The fire that wakes the dead.' "Throb on, strong pulse of thunder! beat From answering beach to beach; Fuse nations in thy kindly heat, And melt the chains of each! "Wild terror of the sky above, Glide tamed and dumb below; Bear gently, ocean's carrier-dove, Thy errands to and fro. "Weave on, swift shuttle of the Lord, Beneath the deep so far, The bridal-robe of earth's accord, The funeral shroud of war. "For lo! the fall of ocean's wall, Space mocked and time outrun; And round the world the thought of all Is as the thought of one! "The poles unite, the zones agree, The tongues of striving cease; As on the Sea of Galilee The Christ is whispering Peace!" We find in Mr. McCarthy's _History of Our Own Times_ these words: