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homes that, though rude and rough, were at of a nobler life! We sacrifice our goods, our least the homes of men and not the dens and wealth, our ambition, to God; we get back a styes of beasts. Never, since then, has the contented and peaceful spirit which can disfatal experiment of trying to create a visible pense with wealth and success, and without and material severance between the two which wealth and success are no blessings ! worlds of divine and human life been tried We discharge the duties of our life for God, on so large a scale nor with such terrible and there comes into these, even the smallest results. But never since then has it been and the lowliest of them, an interest, a digtried, upon any scale, in any measure, with nity, a beauty, unknown before, as we think out producing, in sure and certain propor- of each one of these, this is the work my tion to the extent to which it has been Father has given me to do. We give those tried, the like result: religion enfeebled, we love to Him, dedicating and training morality depraved, society degraded and them for Him; are they lost to us even debased.

when He takes them from us? Are they If the Church of Christ is to keep a pure not in the very act of that taking given and undefiled religion, to maintain a true us back in the assurance of their eternal and high morality, to save human society peace, joy, and safety in His presence ? Are from perishing of corruption, it must live they not for us from that hour treasures laid the life of Christ in this present evil world; up for ever in heaven, where the rust and it must go about, as He went, amongst men, moth of fretting care and change come amongst all sorts and conditions of men, never, and death may not break through to doing good, healing with a touch at once steal them away. human and divine-human in its sympathy, Nay, the material world itself, this beautidivine in its power and purity-all manner ful earth on which we live, is it made for us of diseases ; ever in the world and yet never less or more beautiful when we have learned of the world, never conformed to it, ever to look on it as God's handiwork and God's striving to transform it to the image of Her gift to man? Surely as we do so it becomes Lord.

for us glorified and beautified with that “light

that never shone on sea or shore.” Surely But, if we do this, if we follow this rule as we look on the starry heavens, as we walk honestly, what shall we lose, what shall by strath, or stream, or sea, the heavens we gain ? What we shall lose we cannot above shine with a new glory as they sing, tell; possibly much in this life--pleasures, “the hand that made us is divine;" the gains, success, friendship, honours—we may earth grows lovelier as it testifies that it lose or we may not, as the case may be. and the fulness of it are the Lord's. The What we shall gain, however, is certain : sea has in its ever-moaning waters an underwe gain our very selves, our true, our eternal song of joy and hope as it tells of Him who life. Our Lord has summed up this ques- has set the sands for its perpetual boundary, tion of profit and loss for us long ago. We and who holdeth its wild winds and waves may lose, He tells us, the whole world, but in the hollow of His hand. we must gain our own souls. What shall it Yes, if there is a sense in which we may profit us to lose our souls and gain the whole not "love the world nor the things of the world ?

world,” there is another, a truer, a deeper And yet, after all

, do we lose so much by sense in which we may love them all. The the choice? Is it true that he who gives up same book which says to us so sternly, in heart and purpose the world for God does “Love not the world,” says to us also, “God always lose it even in this life? Surely not so. so loved the world” that He sent His Son For when did man ever give up anything to to die for it. That world, His, our Father's, God his Father that he did not receive back created by His power, redeemed by His love, his own gift a thousand times enriched with that world—in Him for Him, with Him—we blessings? We give ourselves to God; what may love ; and that world, if we so love it, do we receive back? A nobler, purer, better we shall one day enjoy and rule over with self, enriched with all the powers and graces Him for ever and for ever!


The National Anthem : Adapted for the Year of Jubilee.
OD save our gracious Queen,

Seed sown through fifty years,
Long live our noble Queen,

Sown or in smiles or tears,
God save the Queen.

Grant her to reap :
Send her victorious,

Her heritage of fame,
Happy and glorious ;


and stainless name, Long to reign over us,

Her people free from shame,
God save the Queen.

Guard Thou and keep.

Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour,

Long may she reign.
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice,

God save the Queen.

O’er lands and waters wide,
Through changing time and tide,

Hear when we call :
Where'er our English tongue
To wind and wave hath rung,
Still be our anthem

sung ; God save us all.

Jubilee Hymn.* FOR all Thy countless bounties, For onward march of knowledge, Through varied chance and change; That


from more to more ; For old familiar blessings,

For words of noblest wisdom For mercies new and strange;

From poet's golden lore ; For laws that widen slowly,

For these we praise Thee, Father. For ordered life and free;

Oh, make us Sons of Light, We thank Thee, Lord, and welcome Against the hosts of darkness; Our year of Jubilee.

With these, for Thee, to fight!

For queenly wisdom, sought for

In prayer of early days; For guidance pure and noble,

That won the wide world's praise ; For children taught to follow

Their father's footsteps true; For afterglow of brightness;

We now our thanks renew.

The fifty years behind us

Have told their wondrous tale;
The fifty years before us

Lie yet within the veil ;
Grant, Lord, that all our future

May work out good begun;
That, in the tasks that wait us,

The goal at last be won !

For peace with all her triumphs,

Peace welcomed after war;
For prosperous years that brought us

Rich gifts from near and far;
For days of darker outlook,

That tried the nation's nerve ; For all alike we thank Thee;

Thou gav'st; Thou canst preserve.

Through all Thy saints and servants,

Send forth Thy Light and Truth;
Renew our nation's greatness,

As 'twere an eagle's youth:
So, with full hearts of gladness,

We lift our souls to Thee,
And keep in hope and courage,

Our Year of Jubilee. Amen.

• An edition of this hymn, with music by C. W. Larrington, will be published immediately by

Messrs. Novello, Ewer & Co., Berners Street, W.


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FIRST PAPER. NGLISHMEN are often especially im- the signal for all the troubles of the Fronde.

a 3 trasts, because one side of the principal line Trois Pigeons-that Ravaillac was lodging

when he was waiting to murder Henri IV.; here the first gun was fired in the Revolution of July, 1830, which overturned Charles X.; and here, in the Revolution of 1848, a bloody combat took place between the insurgents and the military. Throughout this street, as Marie Antoinette was first entering Paris, the poissardes brought her bouquets, singing

“La rose est la reine des fleurs,

Antoinette est la reine des cours ;" and here, as she was being taken to the

scaffold, they crowded round her execu72

tion-cart and shouted

"Madam Veto avait promis
De faire égorger tout Paris,
Mais son coup a manqué
Grace à nos canoniers;
Dansons la carmagnole
Au bruit du son

Du canon!"
Who can pass for the first time along

the street without a reminiscence of the Fontaine des Innocents.

last journey of the pale queen ; of the

little child, in front of the Oratoire, of hotels frequented by our countrymen who sent her a kiss with its hand, the only looks down upon the broad, luxurious Rue moment when she seemed likely to give way de Rivoli, all modern gaiety and radiance, whilst the other side of their courtyards opens upon the busy working Rue St. Honoré, lined by the tall, many-windowed houses which have witnessed so many Revolutions. They have all the picturesqueness of innumerable balconies, high slated roofs with dormer windows, window-boxes full of carnations and bright with crimson flowers through the summer, and they overlook an ever-changing crowd, in great part composed of men in blouses and women in white aprons and caps. Ever since the fourteenth century the Rue St. Honoré has been one of the

Church of St. Eustache. busiest streets in Paris. It was the gate leading into this street which was to tears ; of the horrible crowd on the steps attacked by Jeanne Darc in 1429. Here, in of St. Roch, whose curses rose like one voice, 1648, the barricade was raised which gave whilst their victim, calm and majestic, for







gave the insults of which she seemed remains to this day except a fluted column, unconscious ?

resting on a fountain, and attached to the ex St. Roch contains the tombs of Mignard terior of the Halle. This is said to have been used and Le Notre, and that of the infamous Car- for the observations of Catherine's astrologer. dinal Dubois, minister under the Regent Such was the fame, however, of the Hôtel de Orleans, whose death, says St. Simon, was Soissons that Piganiol de la Force declares "a consolation to great and small

, indeed to that, except the Louvre, no dwelling-house all Europe." Hence, passing the Oratory, was more noble and illustrious, while to give famous for the preaching of Gretry, Coquerel, its history, or rather that of the Hôtels de and Adolphe Monod, we must turn eastward Nesle, de Bahaigue, d'Orleans, de la Reineto keep within old Paris. Down a street on Mère, and des Princes, as it was successively the left (Rue Sauval) we soon see the odd called, it would be necessary to touch on the looking circular Halle au Blé, only interest great events of every reign during its long ing as marking the site of the old palace called existence. Hôtel de Nesle, built by Queen Blanche of Houses now cover the gardens of the Hôtel Castille, who received there the homage of de Soissons, which, under the Regency, were Thibault, the

covered by the poet-king of

wooden booths Navarre, when

used in the he sang

stock - jobbing "Amours me fait

of Law and his

Mississippi Une chanson nouvèle;


We are close enseignier A amer la plus

to the Halles belle Qui soit el mont

Centrales, oc

cupying the Hence, also,

district for when wearied

merly called of the impor

Champeaux, tunity of his

which, from love, Queen

time immemo Blanche sent


at Thibault to

once a centre fight in the

for provisions Holy Land,

and a place of where he Hôtel de St. Aignan.

sepulture. hoped to con

The great quer the affections of the queen by his, roads leading to Roman towns were always deeds of valour. Here the beautiful queen bordered by tombs, and the highways died (1253) on a bed of straw, from neces- leading to the Roman Lutece, on the island sity's sake, and the hotel, after passing in the Seine, were no exception to the through a number of royal hands, was given rule. Especially popular as a place of by Charles VI. to his brother, the Duke of sepulture was the road across the marshes, Orleans—"afin de le loger commodément | afterwards known as grant chaussée Monprès du Louvre, et dans un lieu qui répondit sieur Saint Denys.” A chapel dedicated here à sa qualité.” Hence, as the guilty paramour to St. Michael at a very early date was the of his sister-in-law, Isabeau de Bavière, the precursor of a church dedicated to the Holy Duke went to his murder in the Rue des Innocents, built under Louis le Gros, whose Francs Bourgeois.

favourite oath was “par les saints de BethIt was Catherine de Medicis who pulled léem.” The whole surrounding district had down the Hôtel de Nesle, and she built another by this time become a cemetery, and the more splendid palace in its stead, called from ancient oratory was exclusively used for its later proprietors, Hôtel de Soissons. The prayers for the dead. Philip Augustus surcruel queen had her observatory here, and rounded the cemetery with walls, and it bewhen a light was seen passing there at night, came the favourite burial-place of the middle the passers-by used to say, “The queen- classes. Of great extent, it was surrounded mother is consulting the stars; it is an evil by cloisters, decorated with frescoes of omen!” Even of the second palace, nothing the Dance of Death, and contained several




hermitages, some of which were inhabited “toute de pierre de taille, pour sa sûreté, le from motives of devotion, but one at least plus fort qu'il put, et terminée de machias an enforced penance, by Renée de Ven-coulis, ou toutes les nuits il couchoit.” The dôme "la recluse de St. Innocent,”-shut staircase is very curious, winding round a up here for life as a punishment for adultery. column, from which branches of an oak The church, and the cemetery with its spring at the top, and cover the vault with cloisters, were closed in 1786. Their site is their stone foliage. now covered by the vast buildings of the All the streets eastward from St. Eustache modern Halles, and nothing remains of the are more or less picturesque, and all have past except the Fontaine des Innocents, dating some story of the past. In the Rue St. from 1550, which formerly stood against the Honoré, beyond the entrance of the Rue church wall, and which, much changed as to ar- de la Tonnellerie, being then very narrow at rangement, and lifted upon a disproportionate this point, and known as the Rue de la Ferro base, still stands in a garden-enclosure at the nerie, the visionary Ravaillac assassinated south-west of the market. Though altera- Henri IV. He had come at first from his tions have stripped it of its original interest, native Angoulême to try to persuade the the fountain is still a chef d'ouvre of the king to revoke the Edict of Nantes, and French Renaissance of the sixteenth century, with an imaginary revelation from Heaven and its earlier and still existing decorations, to confide to him. But failing to obtain an by Jean Goujon, are of the greatest beauty. audience, he returned four months later as a

Behind the Halles, which are ever filled murderer. In the narrow street, where the with a roar of voices like a storm at sea, royal carriage was stopped by two carts in rises the huge mass of the great church of the way, he came upon his victim, and St. Eustache, the most complete specimen of mounting upon one of the wheels, plunged a Renaissance architecture in Paris

, a Gothic knife into the king's side. Henri threw up five-sided church in essentials, but classical his arms, saying, "I am wounded;" then a in all its details, and possessing a certain second blow pierced his heart, and he never quaint, surprising, and imposing grandeur spoke again. Meantime Ravaillac, immov of its own, though brimming with faults able, waited his arrest. from an architectural point of view. Henri The next opening on our left is the Rue Martin, who calls it "the poetical church of St. Denis, which is said to have been marked St. Eustache,” considers it the last breath of out by the blood of the sainted bishop, the religious architecture of the Middle when he walked this way, after his martyrAges. Chapels surround the interior, and in dom, with his head under his arm. This one of them kneels the effigy of the minister street, which was hung throughout with Colbert, attired in that mantle and collar of silk and trappings, “à ciel couvert," for the Saint-Esprit which so offended the exclu- the extravagant coronation of Isabeau de sive spirit of the aristocratic St. Simon. St. Bavière, contains the picturesque Gothic Eustache was amongst the churches in which church of SS. Leu et Giller, a dependency of the most tumultuous carnival orgies were held the abbey of St. Magloire. during the Fêtes de la Raison.

The Rue de Rambuteau now leads us into Hitherto we have seen little more than sites the Rue St. Martin, containing the church where old Paris once stood, but a little behind of St. Mery, with the tower which has given St. Eustache, in the street called Rue Tique. the war note of many revolutions, when its tonne, is a real relic of the past, in a massive tocsin, sounding day and night, has sent a quadrangular tower, belonging to the ancient thrill through thousands. The most interestHôtel de Bourgogne, sometimes called Hôtel ing feature of the building is a small subterd'Artois, having been built in the thirteenth ranean chapel of St. Pierre, rebuilt on the century by Robert, Comte d'Artois, brother site and plan of that which contained the of St. Louis. In 1548 the hotel was sold to tomb of St. Mery, Abbot of St. Martin at the Compagnie de la Passion, who bought it Autun, who coming hither in the seventh that they might represent their mysteries century to venerate the tombs of St. Denis there. Thence it passed to more mundane and St. Germain, remained three years as actors, and eventually to the Opéra Comique. a hermit in a little cell attached to this The old tower, which still remains, had been church. added to the original hotel by Jean sans High up the street are the old buildings of Peur, Duke of Burgundy, when he belied his the Priory of St. Martin des Champs, founded name by his terror after having murdered the by Henri I. in 1060. It was only enclosed Duke of Orleans, and erected this residence, / within the limits of the town on the con

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