gation, and is filled with exquisite stained-glass windows, all memorial. The altar and the font are superb pieces of stone, richly carved. This cannot be said of the Noah's Ark of a pulpit! Wood, good wood, however walnut and plenty of it! May be, if the top could have been sawed off a foot, and the panels cut out, it would not have been a bad thing of its kind. But the Bishop seemed to have an aloha for it just as it stood--and nothing could be done, in consequence, to better its looks!.

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Back of the Cathedral is the pretty plaza of central Honolulu. On the right is the old Pro-Cathedral, half of which is now used for the Chinese mission for Sunday-schools, guild-meetings, etc. Farther up is the Priory of St. Andrew," conducted by three of the "Devonport Sisters" from England, who came to these islands nearly twenty years ago—about the same time as the Bishop and his sister, Miss Willis, now wife of Rev. Mr. Wainwright, of North Carolina; and the noble, faithful work that has been done by them all among the Hawaiians, God has noted in His book of everlasting remembrance.

To the left are the beautiful grounds and the cottage of the Rev. Herbert Gowan, who ministers to the Chinese, and who, coming from "St. Augustine's College "four years since, set himself to work in the midst of other toil as a "labor of love" to learn the Chinese language and to found a mission, which he has most successfully carried out, preaching to-day in that tongue to more than forty communicants, and having

collected money enough to build within the precincts a neat church edifice! It will be at the Emma-street entrance that part given by Queen Emma during her lifetime, and is to be begun at once, to the great joy of the Bishop that one of his young clergy has been so zealous in a work which is so important and yet so arduous! Mr. G. is quite a remarkable scholar, understanding Sanskrit and several other languages. The Rev. Mr. Barnes is another worker, and one of St. Augustine's cleverest men. His home, too, will be within the precincts. He is sub-dean and rector of the Cathedral, and services are conducted by him in. Hawaiian as well as in English, the Prayer-Book having been translated into Hawaiian by His Majesty, Kamehameha IV., and a Hymnal by the present Bishop.

Yes; the picture is worth your while, this lovely Sunday morning, with the delicious, soft air and the glorious sunshine, the trees, the flowers, the green velvet carpet, the marines, the Chinese women and children with their gaudy silks, the "Sisters" with their girls, the boys, the clergy. Surely it is a busy little world of many nations represented by these men and children here this morning, no fewer than seven by the boys alone!-English, American, Hawaiian, German, Irish, Norwegian, Chinese, as well as half-castes!

"God hath made of one blood all nations on the face of the earth "is the text ever in the Bishop's mouth, and when I tell you that at the "college" not the slightest distinction is made as to color, race or

tongue, rich or poor, gentle or peasant, you will see that his Lordship is a true shepherd as well as missionary! And now, if you will stay, you shall hear the fine organ, and the chorister boys and men, and that mixed congregation of natives and foreigners, officers and sailors, girls and boys, responding and singing the chants and hymns of the Church's glorious liturgy! You will not regret your stay.

After the terrible storm at Samoa, the Bishop called a meeting, and money was gladly subscribed for memorial windows in remembrance of the brave officers, English and American, who perished in that fearful gale! Their voices had often mingled in the worship of St. Andrew's Cathedral, and blanched were many faces and sad all hearts when the news came to Honolulu. These windows are placed on the south side of the nave next to the south door. The subject of the left hand light is Christ walking on the sea, and rebuking St. Peter's want of faith, which caused him to sink, with the words, "O thou of little faith, wherefore didst thou doubt?" The subject of the companion light is the stilling of the tempest on the sea of Galilee, at the words, "Peace, be still." They are erected by subscription, the one to the memory of Commander Nicolls, who died on his way to England in command of H. B. M. S. Cormorant, after having been stationed at Honolulu, the other to the memories of the Captain and Paymaster of the U. S. S. Vandalia-Captain Schoonmaker and Paymaster Arms-which was lost in the hurricane that visited Samoa in 1889.

IN MEM. COMMANDER JASPER E. T. NICOLLS, R. N., H. B. M. S. CORMORANT, DIED AT SEA, OCT. 9, 1889.

I. M. CAPTAIN C. M. SCHOONMAKER AND PAYMASTER F. H. ARMS, U. S. S. VANDALIA, LOST AT SAMOA, MARCH 16, 1889.

"Well done, Calliope!" is the title of a spirited ballad contributed last month to Atalanta by Rev. Canon Rawnsley. The bursting of the hurricane is thus described:

The wind blew west, the wind blew east,
We dropped our heaviest chain;

The sea was churned and flew like yeast,
Before the thrashing rain,

And through the night of roar and spite
We fought the hurricane.

After the parting cheer of the Trenton:

Scathed by the dragon's teeth we passed
From out the jaws of hell,
We faced all day the howling blast,
Rose mountain high and fell,

And still far forth towards the north
We steered, and all was well.

When service is over and you wish to find a home for the time, you need only to cross the road and you are at once within the grounds of the "Hawaiian Hotel," where every wish will be attended to, and where, if you choose, you can sit all the day on the spacious verandas, with masses of flowers almost within reach of your hand. Literally, in five minutes from this hotel, you can be at the Palace door, or at the

Government Building, or inside the Opera House, or the Y.M. C. A. Building, or looking over the 8,000 books in the Public Library; for are they not all near neighbors? And are you not close to the "heart of the city"? Yea, verily, and the most unique little world in midocean-very tiny, as you will see-but representing many nations and interests. Berger's fine band is often at the Hotel grounds of an evening, when they are illuminated and always open to the public. In fifteen minutes' walk, from the wharves or from the business center, and less, you can find yourself far outside of any hum of trade, walking on a country-like road, undisturbed by foot-passengers, with the exception of now and then a native, until you reach the beach, or the mountains.

All who have traveled know and acknowledge that at these islands is to be found the finest climate on this "terrestrial globe"; that the air is the softest, the sky the bluest, the cloud's the nearest and the whitest, the full moon and the stars the largest, the rainbows the oftenest, the rains the warmest; and so the flowers are the most brilliant, ferns the most delicate, palms the most lofty, hillsides and valleys freshest and greenest, the water the purest and sweetest,-and because of all this there is absence of all jar, and fret, and worry, there is quiet and rest and repose for man and beast; there is lack of hurry and bustle, and drive and scold; there is absence of crime and censure and harsh criticism; and in their place is, universally, the law of kindness and true Christian charity among all