I knew through Lando what business he referred to. I knew he was to settle the next day the important accounts I had learned about the preceding Sunday. I recollected likewise that he was afterwards to dine with Lando.... It was not, then, an imaginary excuse I had to transmit to Mme. de Kergy, and yet, when I wrote the note before mentioned, it was with a trembling hand and a heart heavier than it had ever been in my life! To Be Continued. September—Sabbath Rest. Most holy of the numbers, sacred Seven! Which reverently the ancient sages held, And by thy hidden charm the music swelled Of rare old prophecies and songs of heaven, We wonder, yet the secret have not riven (So closely are the mysteries sentinelled), If only by the calendar(10) compelled, Thy sign of grace unto this month was given. Rather, we think, a fair connection lies Between the blessedness of Sabbath peace, When all of labor finds divine surcease, The while rich incense rises to the skies, And that sweet rest from summer’s burdened days, Which makes the ripe year now yield sevenfold praise! The Present State Of Anglicanism. A bill for the regulation of public worship, prepared by Dr. Tait, Protestant Archbishop of Canterbury, and which after certain modifications has passed through Parliament, is causing the state church to undergo another of those feverish crises which for about thirty years past have marked with a new feature its internal as well as its external disorganization. Before that period it had been the chief boast of that church, in every section of her members, whether “High” or “Evangelical,” to have repudiated the “blasphemous fables and dangerous deceits” of the ancient faith from which she had apostatized, the ancient unity from which she had severed herself, and the ancient doctrines which she denounced. Since that period, however, a change has come over a portion of the Establishment, by the formation in its bosom of a new party, differing from all its predecessors, and possessing, moreover, its own scale of belief, graduated _ad libitum_. The thoughtful and earnest writers of the _Tracts for the Times_, becoming painfully conscious of the want of consistency of belief, and also of the need of a spiritual head or centre of authority in their own communion, sought anxiously into the details of its origin and history, and also into the past and present of the ancient church, from whose venerable features they removed the veil of obloquy and misrepresentation which had been thrown over them. Their search proved that to be a merely human institution which they had regarded as divine, and the unveiling of that long‐hidden countenance revealed to them the divine lineaments of the one true Mother who for three weary centuries had been to England a “Mother out of sight.”(11)