158 Croft-street Wesleyans & Parker-street United Methodists 164 Grimshaw-street Independent Chapel 169 St. Paul’s Church 175 St. Mary’s-street and Marsh End Wesleyan Chapels, and the Tabernacle of the Revivalists 181 St. Mary’s and St. Joseph’s Catholic Chapels 187 St. Mark’s Church 192 Zoar Particular Baptist Chapel 196 St. Luke’s Church 201 Emmanuel Church and Bairstow Memorial Chapel 207 St. Mary’s Church

OUR CHURCHES AND CHAPELS:  THEIR PARSONS, PRIESTS, AND CONGREGATIONS.

It is important that something should be known about our churches and chapels; it is more important that we should be acquainted with their parsons and priests; it is most important that we should have a correct idea of their congregations, for they show the consequences of each, and reflect the character and influence of all.  We have a wide field before us.  The domain we enter upon is unexplored.  Our streets, with their mid-day bustle and midnight sin; our public buildings, with their outside elaboration and inside mysteries; our places of amusement, with their gilded fascinations and shallow delusions; our clubs, bar parlours, prisons, cellars, and workhouses, with their amenities, frivolities, and severities, have all been commented upon; but the most important of our institutions, the best, the queerest, the solemnest, the oddest—­the churches and chapels of the town—­have been left out in the cold entirely.  All our public functionaries have been viewed round, examined closely, caressed mildly, and sometimes genteely maltreated; our parochial divinities, who preside over the fate of the poor; our municipal Gogs and Magogs who exhibit the extreme points of reticence and garrulity in the council chamber; our brandy drinkers, chronic carousers, lackered swells, pushing shopkeepers, otiose policemen, and dim-looking cab-drivers have all been photographed, framed, and hung up to dry long ago; our workshops and manufactories, our operatives and artisans, have likewise been duly pictured and exhibited; the Ribble has had its praises sung in polite literary strains; the parks have had their beauties depicted in rhyme and blank verse; nay—­but this is hardly necessary—­the old railway station, that walhallah of the gods and paragon of the five orders of architecture, has had its delightful peculiarities set forth; all our public places and public bodies have been thrown upon the canvas, except those of the more serious type—­except places of worship and those belonging them.  These have been neglected; nobody has thought it worth while to give them either a special blessing or a particular anathema.