is delighted to find by this energetic stroke of the executive, that there is a law to protect him, and energy in the government to enforce that law. After these two inflammatory missiles hurled by you and priest Savage against Sir Francis Hopkins, I do think that he, and the gentlemen of your county, and the peaceably disposed in all other disturbed districts of Ireland, should combine for mutual safety and defence, in order to put down not only the cowardly assassin, but the worse than cowardly instigators to assassination. Sir Francis Hopkins, has shown his bravery; let him now show prudence, bravery, and strength, combined with others, against assassination. He is denounced by competent authorities as a fit and proper subject for the bullet of the murderer. Irish landlords ought to present him with a gold medal, as a token of their admiration of his bravery on that eventful occasion.

I have done with you, sir. May God convert you. May he open your eyes to see the falsehood of the doctrine which you teach-the awful nature of the crime of murder-and the impiety of the church of which you are a bishop. May he, by the teaching of his Holy Spirit, "draw you from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan unto God." May he lead you and your deluded followers into the narrow way that leadeth unto life-life eternaleven to Jesus Christ--who is the way, the truth, and the life, and the only mediator between God and men. Your church is shaking to her centre in Ireland, and on the Continent. 100,000 persons and 60 priests have renounced her within a few months in Germany'; while in our own beloved native land, both priests and people are shaking off the yoke of priest craft, in east, west, north and south. This is fearful odds against the few Puseyites who have been perverted in Oxford; but they will soon discover that your church is the predicted apostasy pourtrayed in the 17th chap. of the Book of Revelation-that scarlet lady, "full of names of blasphemy, having seven heads and ten horns; full of abominations and filthiness: and upon her forehead a name written Mystery! Babylon the great, the mother of harlots, and abominations

of the earth; drunken with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus ;" and, ashamed and enlightened, they will turn to the true fold of Christ, out of which there is no salvation. If Newman or Walker believe that you can convert a piece of paste or a glass of wine into that holy, infinite, and all-powerful Spirit that made heaven and earth, they are worthy of you, and you of them. All I now say to them is-Credat Judæus Apella.

I cannot avoid observing, that the energetic earnestness with which you have laboured to exculpate the departed Bryan Seery, savours more of the feelings of sympathy for a near relative, than of a defence by an impartial advo

cate.

Your humble servant,

RODERICK RYDER. Lately a Priest of the Church of Rome, diocese of Kilmacduagh and Kilfenora, and now in connexion with the Priests' Protection Society for Ireland.

Dublin, March, 1846.

SAINT GENNARO AND HIS NOSE. Extract from the journal of a yacht voyage round the Mediterranean iu the winter of 1842 and spring of 1843.

Not far from Pozzuoli is a church dedicated to St. Gennaro, the patron saint of Naples, and in which the bones of that saint lie buried. Within this church in a small side chapel, near the entrance, are two relics, which the inhabitants would not, I suppose, part with for all the treasures of Golconda or Potosi. These were shown to us by the priest who exhibited the interior of the church. On the right side of the altar we saw, through a grating, the stone on which the saint was killed; and on the day of the saint's festival, and all other occasions of public excitement when the well-known miracle of the liquefaction of St. Gennaro's blood takes place at Naples (several miles off) this marvellous stone which we were then looking at, sympathetically drips with blood at the same moment of time. On the opposite side of the altar stands a very ancient and beautifully sculptured bust of the saint which is decorated with a mitre, and so much of the sacerdotal robes as there are to cover him. Like most long-lived things this ancient bust has not escaped the experience of bitter reverses, for on my observing that the nose was fastened D D

on by cement, and casually uttering the observation aloud, the priest related in explanation the following curious incident. In centuries past when the Saracens took possession of the country, with disregard for the sacred character of the patron saint, they hurled this unlucky bust into the sea. The poor

inhabitants were in great distress, but in answer to many prayers, their muchloved image was at length washed ashore, but, alas! minus the nose. A noseless saint was of course not to be endured. New noses were speedily made, but strange to say, his saintship would have nothing to do with them, and no cement they could devise was sufficient to cause adhesion. At length a poor fisherman, who had been long struggling with bad success in his calling, and had frequently implored the saint to save him from the extremity of poverty was directed, in a dream, to resort on the following day to a certain spot, when his net should bring up an unusually successful draught To that spot he resorted; but when he began to draw up his net, its lightness induced him to utter a few premature maledictions at his patron for his treachery; but, on examining his net, though not a single fish was there, he descried in one corner the long missing nose of the maltreated saint. This circumstance of course made the fortune of the poor fisherman, for he was looked upon as one distinguished by the special favour of Providence. The nose being thus regained, the fixing on again was attempted by means of every cement which could be employed. But the obstinate face refused to receive it on such terms, and the disappointed people began to be alarmed lest the saint should have entertained an implacaple_resentment against them. At length some more judicious person suggested that they should try the application without any cement at all; when, mirabile dictu, it adhered very firmly, and still adorns the venerable visage of the martyred saint. The unhesitating deliberation with which our reverend Cicerone narrated these incidents at the same time that the cement which caused the nose to adhere was on inspection plainly visible, produced in me an impious inclination to smile, which nothing but consideration for the narrator's preju

dices would have caused me to restrain. I was, however, relieved by an unexpected occurrence, which though irrele vent to the subject, I cannot help relating from its unusual character, and from its having occurred at the moment I am speaking of. Our party had all journeyed on foot, with the exception of one, a lad, who had ridden on a donkey. When we entered the church he left the donkey browsing near the door. At the period that I speak of, however, attracted, I suppose, by the voices of the monks who were chanting a mass in their usual long drawling tones in the interior the irreverent donkey coolly walked into the church, and having first taken a deliberate survey around him commenced a sonorous-bray by way of symphony, that completely disordered our already excited muscles, and we laughed outright. Asinus was speedily expelled, and the priests had all the music to themselves. Having been favoured with a view of some fingerbones, and rotten teeth of the saint, together with other sanctified relics, we departed. U. K.

THE CHAMELEON.

The greatest difficulty in contending with Popery is its extreme adaptation to the corruptions of our fallen nature. It can meet every desire, and soothe every anxiety. For the literary, it has great stores of learning; for the illiterate, it has its images, pomps, and shows; and for the self-righte ous, it has innumerable ways of external service; for the devout, it has its unceasing prayers; for the musician, it has the most exquisite chants and anthems; for the painter, the most splendid efforts of human art; for the imaginative, all the visions of fancy-its gloomy cloisters, lights, and processions, and incense, and beautiful churches with painted windows, and priests with splendid garments. To quiet conscience, it has doctrines of human merit. To aları the indifferent, it has fears of purgatory. To raise the priesthood, they can make a little flour and water into a god, and wor ship what they make. For the man of the world, and the lover of pleasure, each sin has its indulgence and penance. All men at times are under fear of God's wrath, and at such times, Popery gives them a sop that satisfies them for the moment, and sends them into the sleep of death. It covers every fear. It is the devil's cunning device of twelve hundred years' growth, for leading countless myriads to perdition."

A PRAYER FOR ERIN.
Oh thou! who art willing to receive
Thy often straying ones,
From Satan's bonds, we pray, relieve
Dear Erin's misled sons.

Oh, teach them that their works alone
Could ne'er their pardon gain ;
If Christ did not for sin atone,
And wash away its stain,

For holy wells can't cleanse the guilt
Of man's unholy mind;

But in His blood on Calv'ry spilt,
We peace and mercy find.

C. H. BRIEN, aged 12 years.

Donegal, Jan. 6, 1846.

No weeping friends are heard to cry,
Nor with keen anguish rave;
They bear her on without a sigh;
Her's is the stranger's grave.

Ah! who is she so rudely borne
To her last resting spot;
Without a tear, or one to mourn
Her melancholy lot?

Was she an outcast from afar,
Wafted o'er many a wave?
Born under some far southern star,
That found this stranger's grave?

Not so she was the friend of all,
Who came to seek her aid;
Well-known, to ev'ry needy call
A prompt response she made.

ALTHOUGH We are far from approving, much less recommending, Dramatic Literature in general terms, yet we cannot help thinking Mr. Bohn has done well in adding to his "Standard Library," a work so highly prized by all admirers of stirling criticism, as Schlegel's Lectures on Dramatic Poetry; translated by no less eminent a hand than that of Mr. Black, late editor of "the Morning Chronicle ;" and revised, according to the last German edition, by the Rev. A. J. W. Morrison, M. A. It takes in the whole range of the subject, from the earliest to the present time, including a succinct account of all the celebrated drama

tic writers, ancient as well as modern; but it will be chiefly valued by the English reader for its criticisms on the works of Shakspeare. The course is composed of thirty Lectures; to which are added, Prefaces by the Translator, and the Author, with a short Memoir of the latter. The whole forms a well-printed volume (small octavo), comprising about 550 pages, on good paper, for three shillings and sixpence. At the same price, the enterprising publisher has collected into a volume the Bosabel Tracts, and other works relative to the history of Charles the Second ;-works which could not be otherwise procured for as many pounds as he charges shillings. Not being adapted to family reading, however, they are judiciously made to constitute an "extra volume."

SCRIPTURE READERS IN IRELAND Under the direction of the Trustees of the late Countess of Huntingdon's connexion. [The following Report of the labours of the Readers for the year ending June 30th 1846, has been presented to the Trustees by the Rev. W. H. COOPER, whose valuable GRATUITOUS services in superintending the work they take this opportunity of again very thankfully acknowledging.]

After detailing the interesting labours of several faithful and devoted agents, which we regret our inability to insert, we are introduced to the KINGSLAND AND STOKENEWINGTON ASSOCIATION, the report given of whose Scripture Reader is as follows:

"The last Reader upon our list may, without exaggeration, and after some experience of his service, be regarded as almost a host in himself: living in MUNSTER, his tours extend not only through the county in which he resides, but also through parts of two neighbouring counties, in the south of Connaught. We shall give some outline of his labours in the words of the Secretary of the Kingsland Association, by whose contributious the Trustees are enabled to encourage his disinterested and devoted exertions.

“This reader has under his superintendence eight schools for boys and girls, containing about 1000 children,-and two evening schools for adults, with about eighty scholars in each. These schools form a very interesting feature of the district in which he labours, and are greatly beneficial in preparing the way for the prosecution of his more direct engagements as a Scripture reader. The children are becoming daily more anxious to read the Scriptures; the word of God which they read at school is introduced into their cabins; and thus the parents are familiarized with its contents, and welcome the visits of one who can explain them.

"Mr. H.'s acquaintance with the native Irish tongue often gains him an attentive hearing, and affords another proof of the importance of presenting truth to the people in a language in which they never refuse to listen to it. One or two extracts from letters written during his visit to a much frequented bathing place last summer, will illustrate this fact. I have spent a few days at L where a great number of poor people from all parts of the country were at water. met with much encouragement amongst those poor people, as I found them very simple, and anxious to hear the word of God. I had on two evenings over thirty of them assembled together on the strand, and we had reading and prayer in the Irish language. I hope, if spared, to visit them again this month.'

"A short time after, during a subsequent

visit, he thus wrote;-This place is a small town in the west of C, which several thousand persons (particularly the lower order) frequent during the sea-bathing season, and where, I am sorry to say, all sorts of iniquity are carried on, and no effort made to make the truth known to those poor people. Yesterday evening I went out on the strand, and took my stand on a large rock, and began to sing the wellknown hymn, in Irish, There is a fountain filled with blood.' About two hundred of those poor people immediately collected around me. I then took out my Bible and

read for them our Lord's Sermon on the Mount. They all took off their hats and listened with much attention.

"It is difficult to say which is the most affecting, the deplorable ignorance of the people, or the anxiety manifested by them to receive instruction, while the means for communicating it are so deficient.

“In every fresh spot visited by our devoted agent, he finds the darkness of the people's minds with respect to religion most appalling.

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Multitudes have never heard of the Bible, and others confound it with the Massbook. In the very last letter received from Mr. H., he states that he had just visited over one hundred families who never heard of the Bible, nor had the least idea that there was such a book in the world.'

"Those who feel any anxiety for the salvation of their souls suppose it is to be obtained by the regular payment of their Priests, who they believe can open heaven for them.' In many instances, a large proportion of their scanty living is spent in thus securing, as they vainly think, a better inheritance beyond the grave. It is no wonder that their spiritual instructors,'blind leaders of the blind,' should be jealous of any efforts to diffuse Scriptural truth, that they should denounce its messengers, and threaten those whom they think likely to embrace it; but vain is all their opposition to that which is Divine, and which is destined ultimately to prevail. It seems as if the desire of the people to hear the truth increased with the endeavours of their Priests to keep them in darkness. This is particularly the case with those who have been taught to read in Mr. H.'s schools. Having once tasted of the pure and living fountain, they are not satisfied with the polluted streams of a degraded superstition. A pleasing instance lately occurred, which has just been communicated by Mr. H. He states, I called at one cabin in particular, where I left a Bible about 12 months since, and I found a little girl who has been taught to read in one of my schools in the act of reading the Bible to her father and two

other children. I also fouhd that she was much in the habit of reading it, and that she was able to account for several important passages in it. I asked her father did he not dread the priest's curse for reading the Bible. The poor man said. 'I am sure if the Priest himself read this good book, he would not curse me or my little girl or any one else,' and he added, 'I have learned more about the salvation of my soul from my little girl, since she began to read this good book, than I have learned from the Priest in my life-time.'

"The extensive distribution of the word of God and religious tracts during the past year has been attended with much encouragement. "The fields are white unto barvest.'

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Having given this short outline of the work which is being carried on in Ireland by means of your Scripture Readers' fund, the Trustees leave the foregoing statements to make their appeal to the hearts of all who aro disposed to help them.

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May the Holy Spirit by whom the Scriptures were indited, bless these attempts at diffusing the knowledge of his own Word in Ireland; and may he incline the hearts of all who are anxious for the circulation of Scriptural truth, to assist in this attempt at wielding the sword of the Spirit, as the appointed spiritual weapon of the Christian warfare

Till Antichrist on Erin's shore,
Fall from his throne, to rise no more.'

“ AMEN.”

NOTICE.-The Trustees have much satisfaction in stating, that since the Report was put in type a favorable account has been received of one of the Readers recommended to the Rev. W. H. Cooper, and that they have in consequence given directions for his being immediately engaged-making the number of Readers employed TEN.

DONATIONS or SUBSCRIPTIONS in aid of this Institution, are received by Mr. STROUD, Tunbridge Wells; or by Messrs. JACKSON and WALFORD, 18, St. Paul's Church Yard, London.

The following Addresses, forwarded to us by a Correspondent, have been widely circulated in Ireland during the past month. TO THE PROTESTANTS OF THE

BRITISH EMPIRE. BROTHER PROTESTANTS!!

The time has at length arrived for you to shake off sloth and self-indulgence- a crisis has arrived in the history of our empire, in which the best interests of our fellow-subjects are endangered, and our spiritual liberties threatened! The enemy not only has gained admission into our political