Illustration: _Photochrom Co., Ltd._ HEREFORD CATHEDRAL: SCREEN. That was more than eight hundred years ago. Then followed the building of the nave, the Lady-chapel, the north transept, and the tower, until, some four hundred years after Bishop Losinga had begun it, the great church was completed, and stood much as it stands to-day, except that a wooden spire surmounted the square tower of stone. This spire was taken down in 1790. Now that we have learned all about its history, let us enter the Cathedral and look what it is like inside. As you see, it is built of red stone, in the form of a cross, the choir being separated from the nave by a curious screen, which is made of four metals--iron, copper, brass, and bronze. The nave is very grand and stately, with rows of massive Norman pillars and beautifully carved arches. Although St. Ethelbert’s shrine no longer exists, if we go into the choir we can see the place where it stood--here, in this arch, between the two pillars nearest the altar on our right-hand side as we face it. A statue of the murdered King has been placed, as you see, on a pedestal, close to one of the pillars, and here, on the floor, in front of the altar, is a circular slab of marble, on which is traced a representation of his murder. But if we cannot visit St. Ethelbert’s shrine, we can visit another, which is six hundred years old, and which was erected to hold the bones of a very celebrated Bishop of Hereford, who was such a good man, that, after his death, people thought he deserved the name of Saint;--Thomas de Cantilupe. It stands in the north transept, and is just a great marble chest, with what looks like another ‘openwork’ chest, also of marble, above it. Round the sides of the lower chest a great many figures are carved, and if we look at them closely we shall see that they are figures of Knights Templars, with their cloaks and crosses, for Bishop de Cantilupe was Grand Master of that Order. Perhaps he obtained this office because he was very fond of soldiers, and when he was a little boy he wanted to become one. This was a very natural wish, for he was the son of a powerful Baron, who had an estate and ‘manor’ in Buckinghamshire, and to become a soldier was the common lot of most boys in his position. He had an uncle, or great-uncle, however, who was Bishop of Worcester, and this Prelate had other hopes for his nephew’s career. One day, when little Thomas was staying with him, he asked the child what he would like to be. ‘A soldier,’ said the boy promptly, looking up in the Bishop’s face. The old man patted him gently on the head. ‘Then, sweetheart, thou _shalt_ be a soldier, but a soldier of the King of kings,’ he replied, ‘and thou shalt fight under the banner of thy namesake, St. Thomas of Canterbury, and thy harness shall be the cassock of a priest.’