And even in the vagaries of the other branch of ritualists, the church milliners, if we may be allowed the expression, who imagine they are bringing back their errant sect to the honest life of old, when they copy the forms and ceremonies, the lights and vestures, the incense and the chants of the primitive liturgy, without conforming to the doctrines which these observances are intended to symbolize; who set up as their standard of conformity not the universal church as she has been through all ages, but the Anglican establishment as it was in its infancy, before it had quite forgotten Catholic truth and propriety; even in the hollow ritualism of this school, we say, there is cause for gratification. Unlike the builders of material temples, who must work up from base to summit, these ecclesiastical architects can sometimes construct their foundation after the superstructure is finished. The mere copying of sacred forms is apt to lead them to the sacred faith and spirit; and, any way, it is something gained to know that one can bend before a crucifix without breaking the commandments, and that frankincense is not an abomination in the sight of the Lord. ------ Original. The Cross. O Tree, how strong thy branches are, To bear such wondrous, weighty fruit! "_He_ strength imparts." Than all, thy fruit is sweeter far. What genial soil doth feed thy root? "Men's loving hearts." ------ {66} Translated from the French. Robert; Or, The Influence Of A Good Mother. Chapter VII. "To be an artist . . . . It is his hope, his faith, his ambition."