be in no fear of breaking it down through either the weight of their melodious metal or the specific gravity of their physique.  A new organ is much wanted, and if a few new singers were secured, or the old ones polished up slightly, the proceedings would be more lively and agreeable.  Nearly three of the members of the choir are really good singers; the remainder are what may be termed only moderate.  What Lune-street is to the Wesleyans, so Fishergate seems to be to the Baptists—­the centre of gravity of the more refined and fashionable worshippers.  Very few poor people visit it, and it is thought that if they don’t come of their own accord they will never he seriously pressed on the subject.  The free sittings are just within the door, on the left hand side, and we should fancy that not more than 25 really poor people use them.  The higher order of Christians occupy the lower portion of the same range of seats, the central pews, and those on the right side thereof.

The congregation consists almost entirely of middle-class persons—­ people who have either saved money in business or who are making a determined effort to do so.  Good clothes, quiet demeanour, and numerical smallness are the striking characteristics.  Nothing approaching fervour ever takes possession of the general body.  Religion with them is not a termagant, revered for her sauciness and loved for her violent evolutions.  It is a reticent, even spirited, calmly orthodox affair, whose forerunner fed on locusts and wild honey, and whose principles are to be digested quietly.  There may be a few very boisterous sheep in the fold, who get on fire periodically in the warmth of speaking and praying; who will express their willingness, when the pressure is up, to do any mortal thing for the good of “the cause;” but who will have to be caught there and then if anything substantial has to follow.  Like buckwheat cakes and rum gruel they are best whilst hot.  At a night meeting they may be generously disposed and full of universal sympathy; but they can sleep out their burning thoughts in a few hours, and waken up next morning like larks, with no recollection of their gushing promises.

There is accomodation in the chapel for about 400 persons, but the average attendance is not more than 200; and there are only about 90 “members.”  Not much difference between the morning and evening attendance is noticed.  The baptismal Thermophylae is generally guarded by the sacred 90, and looked at by the fuller 200.  The pew rents are very high; but this evil is compensated for by the comparative absence of those solemn gad flies which come in the shape of collections.  At some places of worship contribution boxes and bags are seen floating about rapidly nearly every other Sunday, for either home expenses or perishing Indians; but at Fishergate Baptist Chapel incidental requirements are blended with the pew rents; and for other purposes about two collections annually suffice.  That is all, and that ought to make attendance at such a place rather agreeable.