here rest their aged limbs; and as they, in turn, go down peacefully to the grave, others will step into their shoes, to the perpetual honour of the HOSPITAL OF ST. JOHN, and of its Norman founder, the good Earl Randal. The steep lane running westward from the Hospital is CANAL STREET, leading down to the canal, and the “banks of the Dee.” You don’t care about going down there, just now? Very well, then, we’ll refrain; but, uninviting as it seems at first sight, a ramble upon the Navigation Cop, at the first flow of the tide, is an enjoyable sort of treat, as you’ll find if you have time to avail yourself of it. Nearly opposite to the Blue School is GEORGE STREET, anciently called _Gorse Stacks_, a wider and more commodious street than the last, leading away to the Cattle Market and Railway Station, as also to the populous and increasing suburb of NEW TOWN. We can remember this locality when it was little else but green pasture—the _Lion’s Field_ we believe it was called—but how changed is it now! its verdure has fled,—it is country no longer; for the once open fields now swarm with innumerable homes of men! Near the bottom of ST. ANN STREET, the oldest and still principal street of this suburb, stands CHRIST CHURCH, a neat little cruciform structure, with diminutive spire, and small lancet-shaped windows, erected in 1838, to meet the spiritual wants of this growing neighbourhood. The Church has sitting accommodation for about 600 worshippers. Proceeding along UPPER NORTHGATE STREET, we soon reach Egerton House, formerly a seat of the Cheshire family of that name; but recently converted into a first-class ladies’ school, under the efficient management of the Misses Williams. Stay here an instant, for we are just over the TUNNEL of the Chester and Holyhead Railway, which science, art, and convenience have combined to make the great highway between England and Ireland.