great elevation of this place to the objects below; and as individual voices are not heard, being drowned in the universal rumble of the streets, the objects of the scattered multitude seem to be set forth by actions, not by words.

The Spaniards are stalking round the gallery, making but few remarks. Not so the little Frenchman, who has just observed to me, with a shrug of exultation, that they have none of our English fogs in France; and that the Monument of London is not like the column of the Place Vendome in Paris.

I have just found out Cripplegate Church, where the earthly part of Milton moulders. Dryden's lines on the three great poets, Homer, Virgil, and Milton, are well known.

"Three poets in three distant ages born,
Greece, Italy, and England did adorn;
The first in majesty of thought surpass'd,
The next in gracefulness; in both, the last.
The force of nature could no further go,
To make a third, she join'd the other two."

The fog seems to increase, and every distant object is hidden, or appears very indistinct. Greenwich is hardly perceptible. The marine forest there, the armada on the river, has a goodly appearance; and the bridges bestriding the noble stream are striking objects in this splendid panorama. I have ventured the remark to the Frenchman, that they have no river Thames at Paris. He replies by asking me with a shrug, where are our English palaces? and if I have ever visited Versailles? Nationality is strong with him; but this is as it should be. True patriots love their father-land.

"Where'er we roam

Our first, best country ever is at home,"

whether we are Englishmen or Frenchmen; whether we were born under the line, or where icebergs crowa the northern sea.

The top only of the Bank of England can be discerned from hence. This is by far the most important institution in the world with regard to money matters. Millions and millions are circulated through the four quarters of the globe by the agency of this establishment. If we were as anxious to lay up treasure in heaven as we are to amass it on earth, how much of care and distraction should we avoid!

occupied by the The conflagration

The scaffolded space yonder, once Royal Exchange, is plainly seen. of this elegant edifice was a sore visitation to the merchants of London. It was a singular circumstance that while the fire was at its height, the chimes in the tower of the building were playing the tune, "There's nae luck about the house." The destruction, the loss, and the inconvenience occasioned by the burning of this place, were truly terrible.

The green trees which are seen here and there, among the masses of brick and stone buildings of the city, look very picturesque. They refresh the eye, and the spirit too. In the large tree at the corner of Woodstreet, Cheapside, are two or three rooks' nests, containing young ones. Who would think of going a birdsnesting in Cheapside?

The Mansion House resembles one habitation built upon another; and Guildhall and the India House I cannot discern. The Mint appears to great advantage; and the Tower and the Monument are very conspicuous.

As I look around, some new object is continually rising in view. The Custom House, the Docks, and

the Greenwich Railway-station are all seen, and St. Saviour's Church at the foot of London Bridge. It was in the Lady Chapel of this truly beautifu. Gothic church, that Bonner and Gardiner, whose names are synonymous with bigotry and relentless cruelty, sat in judgment on better men, and condemned them to the stake. Here stood Farrar, and Hooper, and Bradford, and other eminent reformers, the manacled defenders of the Protestant faith.

I have walked round the gallery to explain some of the more imposing and important buildings to the Frenchman, whom I take to be a man of letters. St. Paul's School, close to the churchyard, I had not before noticed; and Newgate, and the Old Bailey Sessionshouse in the opposite direction, had escaped me.

Newgate was built either in the reign of Henry 1., or of Stephen. It took its name from the city gate erected near the place, which was new, compared with Ludgate, built more than a thousand years before.

At one period, the prison of Newgate was the recep tacle of wretchedness, filth, disease, and contagion; and cartloads of the carcases of those who died of the gaol fever were flung, without the rites of sepulture, into holes where now Christ churchyard stands.

The Frenchman is bent on seeing the Thames Tunnel. which he regards as a truly national and graud affair. He tells me, that it is the first, but that it will not be the last undertaking of the kind. There! he is gone. He has removed his hat from his head, courteously thanked me for my attentions to a stranger; made me a low bow, and bade me adieu.

Peace go with thee, thou inhabitant of a light-hearted

land! and may the nationalities of thy heart lead the to love thy own country without being unjust to the country of another. Pass by in Britain all that is unworthy, and take back in thine affectionate remembrance, all that thou findest in her consistent with humanity, with virtue, with patriotism, and with piety.

While the surrounding buildings are lost in the fog the towers of Westminster Abbey are seen distinctly in the distance yonder. They appear to be in the clouds. How often have I lingered among the goodly monuments of that costly fabric, Westminster Abbey; where poets, painters, and musicians, statesmen, kings, and heroes, lie entombed !

The sceptred hand, the anointed head,
There moulder with the silent dead,
For worldly pomp and kingly power,
Are but the pageants of an hour.

Where beasts with proud ambition swell,
Oh what a tale is this to tell

If kings the shroud of death must wear,
Can I do better than prepare?

My companion has just pointed out the imposing appearance of the ships below London Bridge. Lying as they do, along each side of the river, they resemble two hostile fleets in order of battle, just ready to pour their devastating thunder into each other's bosoms.

Lambeth Palace is not visible. Somerset House looks proudly down upon the flowing river; and farther to the north-west, the bulky Colosseum spreads out its heavy, huge, and dome-crowned walls.

Turning from Westminster Abbey, where heroes slumber, and where crowned heads and mitred brows epose, I have been looking for Bunhill-fields, where e remains of John Bunyan and Dr. Watts are nou.

dering; and for the neighbouring cemetery, where the dust of John Wesley lies; but I cannot make out either one or the other.

After lingering long in gazing on the goodly spectacle around us, my companion and I must descend to the common level of humanity. We must go down, high as we are, even to the churchyard below, haply to glean there a salutary reflection: for the thought of death is often a salutary medicine to the mind. We cannot be too deeply impressed with the solemn truth. that" in the midst of life we are in death."

If thou art trampling on thy fellow man,
And impiously despising Him on high,

I fain would warn thee that the fearful ban

Hangs o'er thy short-lived being, "Thou shalt die;"
And oh! though learn'd in sorrow's deepest gloom,
No withering words pronounced by mortal breath,
Can shadow forth the irrevocaue uoom,

Of that tremendous curse-"eternal death."

If thou, repentant, humbly seekest peace,

Through thy Redeemer, God that peace will give;
I bid thee in thy confidence increase,

And tell thee, that in glory thou shalt live:
And flaming seraph's or archangel's tongue,
With heavenly minstrelsy and rapture rife,
Would fail to make thee comprehend in song,
The boundless blessing of eternal life.

THE ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS.

ɔr more necessary is it for the health of the body that the heart should have room to beat, and the lungs to play, than it is for the welfare of a crowded city that places of out-door exercise and rational amusement