your fretting fears, your dangers, your quarrels they all afforded you food for supplication. You were then evercheerful. For this assertion, I appeal to your own remembrances of your boyhood. My name is Frequent Prayer."

I then thought I could make out the inscription embroidered on the band round his forehead.

"I am better known," he continued, "to youth than to manhood. From a Higher World have I now arrived to remind you of the happiness you had, when you and I were more intimate.

For, as I before announced, we are not new friends. Seek me oftener," he enjoined, more radiant than ever with benevolence;" my mission is always to those who look for my presence. No man who associates much with me can be long unhappy. Are not those angelvoiced chimes confused with earthly sounds? Does not that lowly Church yonder seem to attract towards herself all the dwellings within her reach? Do not the sky and the earth, in appearance, hasten to meet in one? Thus must Heaven and Earth be blended in every

man's mind and heart. Many have, by my interposition, recovered the buoyant and sunny temper which they had lost. So may you if you pray as often, and as heartily, as you were once accustomed."

I prepared to answer him. I opened my mouth as if for speech. Words would not come. I struggled again. Meanwhile he was gone.

I had fallen asleep; my waking thoughts had suggested the dream. It was quite dusk, so that I must have been long asleep. But I walked home with a lighter, more elastic tread, resolved, if

possible, to remember my evening's adventure, to endeavour to find out if my mysterious, unearthly visitant were right, and if my lost, much-regretted cheerfulness and sanguineness would indeed come back, as he had predicted, at my being more conversant as of old with-Frequent Prayer.

III.

The Cathedral at Midnight.

AN ALLEGORY.

"When these dead walls her heaven-born aid,
And secret spirit shall pervade,

Terrestrial things became divine."

REV. ISAAC WILLIAMS.

entered one night through a small door at the West end of a vast

Cathedral. Being surprised by the

tolling of the bell at a very late hour,