his family were among the congregation, which was crowded. The building is spacious; style Grecian ; pews so constructed as to render kneeling difficult: this is a general fault in the churches here and at Columbia. The singing here and elsewhere is so elaborate that the congregation cannot join the choir. The altar, of marble, is under the readingdesk, and pulpit over that, like three altars! The Doctor's sermon was earnest and ingenious, on 103rd Psalm, 16th verse:-"The place thereof shall know it no more.' The natural and social world will vanish away. So let it be with all pride and sin, and let goodness and righteousness, enduring for ever, prevail; dwelling on the moral structures of man, one after the other falling to the ground, and known no more but in the pages of history." He slightly referred to the vast sphere of the United States as only a temporary expedient, but to be known "no more." "Other structures fitted to the growing wants of men in the new world would arise, to the glory of God and the weal of his people."

Dined to-day with a citizen who is a civil engineer, who spoke of the vast resources of the South. "The talent would now no longer be buried in the earth." One of the Northern papers had astonished the quiet minds of the South by a parody on the

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40th of Isaiah, in favour of McClellan preparing the way for Lincoln to pass over to the South! afternoon I gave a Divine service at a military hospital, viz., Mr. Kent's store in Main Street. My text was the last verse of the 16th chapter of St. Luke. There were 150 beds, all of which were occupied by wounded men; many of them had their sisters or mothers attending them. The merchant's office was turned into a dispensary, and a kitchen was close by. The head surgeon was one of the handsomest men I ever saw, and extremely polite. I had, three days before, arranged with the ladies as to the service, and got Prayer-books for them. I believe all were Methodists or Presbyterians. There had been no public service on any previous Sunday. As I said before, the chaplains are soldiers fighting in the ranks, or officers. These men and women had never heard our Church prayers; they said they liked them much, and many thanked me, and asked me to come again next Sunday. A few days before, I had been at Mr. Norwood's, of St. John's church, the original parish church, on the easternmost hill of Richmond. He told me that while the lines were near the city, one Sunday morning, his clerico-military friend Pendleton walked into the church. He called him into the Jestry, and asked him to preach; he made objections

"unprepared "—" general's uniform," "spurs," &c. ; but "no" was not taken for an answer-so the rev. general was obliged to hold forth; and, much to the gratification of the congregation, he preached a stirring sermon on St. Luke xvi. 31—the general's stars on the collar showing above the surplice. I told them at the hospital I took the same text as their gallant general did. In the evening I went to the negroes' Baptist church, in Broad Street, holding about 1500; it was full to overflowing. The sermon was on "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem." The style was quite didactic. The preacher seemed to have witnessed the very spots he described, and the attention was drawn completely. The sexes sat separately. Not a single person was badly dressed; their singing was wonderful, and entirely congregational. Go through the streets, and into the negroes' church of Richmond, and you will say, happy is the "coloured race."

CHAPTER IX.

Mrs. Davis at Home.

On this Sunday evening I dropped in at the President's with Mr. Miles, M.C. for Charleston, and had the honour of being introduced to Mrs. Davis, who, by her tout ensemble and affability, is "the right lady in the right place." The President thanked me for my representations about the supperless regiment, and for my ministration at the hospital; and Mrs. Davis asked me to breakfast next morning, to consult with their clergyman, Dr. Minnegröde, about organizing some system for Divine service in the hospitals. The breakfast hour came, and I sat down with the great man of the South, and next to the Lady President; and there were two great generals, Pendleton and Gustavus Smith, both going that day to the army. Pendleton had a parish in Alabama (I think it was), where was a military college. Having

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been a graduate at West Point, he used to give the boys hints as to elevation of the guns; so when the war grew inevitable, his congregation besought him to join the army. It is said that his practice at the first battle of Manassas was terrific. The story is that he would stand by a gun, which he would himself point, and say, "Now, boys, are you ready?". "Yes." May the Lord have mercy on the miserable sinners!-Fire!" Another rector, who was, by-the-by, in an infantry company, where before an action all the men knelt down, and a prayer was offered up, told me that he went to Pendleton after the battle, and found him lying down quite exhausted; he had had a point of view which fell on the line of march of the enemy as they advanced by thousands to their fruitless attack. Now as for the clergy taking up arms, when England was threatened with invasion by France, many of the English clergy did so ;—and these people look on this as an invasion from a foreign foe.

Here was I sitting at a breakfast-table, with certainly very good fare upon it, in company with the ruler of ten millions of people, and commander-inchief of 400,000 soldiers-the President of a Senate and a Congress-the chosen chief of thirteen States, each one more extensive than England-and no