work, in part, by the desire "to examine the real origin of certain papal superstitions, whose antiquity has been so often urged against Protestants, with no little triumph and presumption." In 1842, he published his "Babbicombe, or Visions of Memory, with other Poems." Notwithstanding his previous Protestant proclivities, he became enamored of Tractarian doctrines, and, by easy gradations, at length, with many scholars of the two Universities and others, became, about 1846, a convert to the dogmas and pretensions of the Church of Rome. His "Hymns of the Heart" appeared in the following year, containing twenty-two of his own hymns. A small book of hymns, called "The Passion of Jesus," followed in 1852; 'Popular Ancient and Modern Histories," in 1855-6; a "Report of the Discussion between J. Baylee and Matthew Bridges," in 1856; and "An Earnest Appeal to Evangelical Episcopalians, etc., on the State of Parties in the Anglican Establishment," in 1864. These are his principal works. The first and last stanzas of his hymn, entitled "All Saints," are given as specimens of his verse: "Head of the hosts in glory, We joyfully adore thee, Thy Church on earth below, "Angels-archangels! glorious Guards of the Church victorious! Worship the Lamb: Crown him with crowns of light,— One of the Three by right, Love, Majesty, and Might; The Great I AM!" Many of his hymns were appended to an edition of the "Lyra Catholica," published (1851) by Edward Dunnigan & Brother, New York. CHARLES TIMOTHY BROOKS. 1813-1883. MR. BROOKS was a Unitarian divine, a vigorous writer, an industrious author, and an accomplished poet. He was born June 20, 1813, at Salem, Mass. While a student at Harvard College (where he graduated, 1832), he became, under the instructions of the learned Prof. Charles T. C. Follen, LL.D., an excellent German scholar. After a three years' course of study (1832-1835) at the Divinity School in Cambridge, Mass., he began to preach in the summer of 1835 at Nahant, Mass., and successively supplied congregations at Bangor and Augusta, Me., at Windsor, Vt., and other places, and (June 4, 1837) was ordained the pastor of the Unitarian church of Newport, R. 1. He married (October, 1837) Miss Harriet L. Hazard, and resided continuously at Newport thereafter. In 1853, he visited India for the benefit of his impaired health, and, in the autumn of 1871, by reason of the failure of his eyesight and general health, he resigned his pastoral charge. While a student at the Divinity School, Cambridge, he translated from the German the popular patriotic hymn, "God bless our native land," etc. It was reconstructed (the second stanza being almost wholly rewritten) by Rev. John S. Dwight, and published as it now appears in the various Compilations. It may, therefore, be regarded as a joint production. In 1838, he published, anonymously, at Providence, R. I., a translation of Schiller's "William Tell"; in 1842, a volume of miscellaneous poems from the German; in 1845, a poem delivered before the Phi Beta Kappa Society, Cambridge; in 1847, a translation of Schiller's "Homage to the Arts," with other pieces; in 1848, "Aquidneck, and other Poems"; in 1851, a monogram on "The Old Stone Mill" of Newport, R. I.; in 1853, a volume of "German Lyrics,"— many of which translations had previously appeared in the Literary World; in 1855, a translation of Goethe's "Faust"; in 1857, "Songs of the Field and Flood"; in 1859, "Simplicity of Christ's Teaching," a volume of Sermons; in 1863, a translation of Jean Paul Richter's "Titan," and (1865) "Hesperus"; in 1867, a translation of Schefer's "Layman's Breviary," and (1873) "World's Priest." In addition, he was a contributor of numerous poems, hymns, odes, and essays, to the periodical press; among the latter, one on "Poetry" (1845) and another on "German Hymnology" (1860), both to the Christian Examiner. He died, June 14, 1883. The following stanzas, with four others, were written in 1871: "Great Lord of all; our Father, God! THE early days of Mrs. Brown gave small promise of lit erary attainments or poetic development. were attached to the Episcopal Church. Her parents She was born, May 1, 1783, at Canaan Four Corners, N. Y. Her father, George Hinsdale, died when she was only ten months old, followed, at the close of the next year, by her widowed mother. Her grandfather, Allen, took charge of the little orphan. Mr. and Mrs. Allen died in her tenth year. In this crisis she found a home with her sister (at Claverack, N. Y.), whose husband was the keeper of a county prison. Here she remained for the next eight years, treated more as a servant than as a sister, receiving almost no sympathy, and subjected to great tribulation. Not a day's schooling was given her the whole time, so that, in her eighteenth year, she could not even write her name. At the expiration of this time, she broke loose from her cruel bondage, and attended the district school at Claverack for three months, and there she learned to write. A kind Providence brought her, in 1801, into the Whiting family, residing in her native place, where she was treated as a daughter, and where, the same year, she united with the Church. In 1805, she became the cherished wife of Mr. Timothy H. Brown, of East Windsor, Ct., where two of her children were born. The remaining two were born at Ellington, whither they had removed. Here she became familiar with one of the natives of the forest, still lingering in the East, of whom she gave an account in a Tract, called, "Poor Sarah, or the Indian Woman," published as Number 128, by the American Tract Society, New York. She was greatly attached to her pen, and became a frequent contributor to the periodical press. Several of her contributions appeared in the Religious Intelligencer, published by Deacon Nathan Whiting, at New Haven, Ct. In The Pearl, published at Hartford, Ct., appeared her "Tales of Real Life," and several of her pieces of poetry. At a later date, she published two Sunday-School books, called "The Village School," and "The Tree and its Fruits." The former of these two volumes described her own experience as a school teacher; the latter illustrated, by a series of tales from real life, the evils of gambling. The Rev. Charles Hammond, who was for some years a member of her family, says: "I have in my possession her autobiography, a manuscript volume of 412 pages, and a volume of her poems, which I have collected from her manuscripts and newspaper slips, which is nearly as large. From her letters and diaries and prose papers yet unpublished, another manuscript volume of equal size could be made, of great value. At the age of seventy, two years before her death, she wrote out, in a small volume, a fair copy of her numerous hymns and other poetical effusions, noting the occasion, time and place of such compositions, and the date of their first publication." The family removed, in 1818, to Monson, Mass., just over the State line, where her brother-in-law, the late Alfred Ely, D.D., was settled in the ministry. Her home, at Ellington, had been on the border of a little mountain stream, just outside of the village. Leading from the cottage door, a well-worn footpath led down, among the trees and elders, to a shelving rock on the bank of the brook, where she was wont to retire for prayer and meditation. One evening in August, 1818, having been rudely interrupted in her retreat, she returned to her home, and in vindication of her practice, wrote from a fuil and grieved heart: "Yes,-when this toilsome day is gone, And night, with banners gray, I love to steal awhile away From children and from care, And spend the hour of setting day In humble, grateful prayer." Four more stanzas were added, and the paper laid away. When Dr. Nettleton was compiling his volume of "Village Hymns," he applied, at the suggestion of Dr. Ely, to Mrs. Brown, then residing at Monson, for some of her productions. This and three others were given him, and inserted in that collection. The first stanza was omitted, and the second line of what is now the first stanza was altered with her consent. It has become a great favorite. The tune, "Monson," was composed for it by her son, the Rev. Sam |