I went first to the so-called Theatre, which was built by a bishop three hundred years ago. The iron railing which surrounds it has, instead of pillars, a sort of 'termini' with the heads of the Roman Emperors, a strange fancy, but the effect is not bad. In this theatre--which, as might be expected from its origin, is more like a church--the Emperor of Russia, the King of Prussia, and the Prince Regent were made Doctors, and were obliged to appear in scarlet robes. The portraits of all three have since been placed here. The King of England in his coronation robes--an admirable picture by Lawrence, worthy of ancient times--hangs in the centre, in a most splendid frame; on either side, in far simpler frames and simpler garb, hang the Emperor of Russia, and the King of Prussia, also by Lawrence. The King is not like: of the Emperor Alexander I never saw a better portrait. At the University Stereotype Press, where the printing of a sheet on both sides is accomplished in five minutes, I again displayed my activity, and had the honour to print a sheet, which I send you as companion to the Birmingham button: it contains some interesting incidents concerning the Maccabees. A great deal of the printing for the Bible Society is done here; and if it goes on at this rate, the time will soon arrive concerning which a periodical called 'The Catholic,' of the year 1824, prophesied in this wise: "If it comes to that, that all read the Bible, the world will be a fit abode only for wild beasts." If "the Catholic" means that all will _understand_ it, he may be right, for then the whole human race will be ripe for another world. Nevertheless I am so far of "the Catholic's" mind, that I think the indiscriminate diffusion of the Bible among all,--even the rudest savages,--is throwing pearls before swine.