kind, grassy undulations, rare old shady trees, a small artificial lake, a fountain—­shall we go on piling up the agony of beauty until we reach a Claude Melnotte altitude?  It is unnecessary; all we need add is this—­that the grounds are a lovely picture, delightfully formed, and most snugly set.  The convent is a large, clean, airy establishment.  The entrance hall is handsome; some of the apartments are choicely furnished, the walls being decorated with pictures, &c., made by either the nuns or their pupils.  The convent includes apartments for the reception of visitors, a small chapel, with deeply-toned light, and exquisitely arranged; dining rooms, sitting rooms, two or three school rooms, lavatories, sculleries, dormitories, and a gigantic kitchen, reminding one of olden houses wherein were vast open fire-places, massive spits, and every apparatus for making meat palateable and life enjoyable.  The 22 nuns before referred to live at this convent.  They belong to the order of “Faithful Companions;” they lead quiet, industrious lives—­have no Saurin-Starr difficulties, and appear to be contented.

At the convent there are 33 pupils—­some from a distance, others belonging the town.  They are taught every accomplishment; look very healthy; and, when we saw them, seemed not only comfortable but merry.  Near the convent there is a commodious girls’ and infants’ school connected with St. Augustine’s, the general average attendance being about 240.  In Vauxhall-road there is another large, excellently built school belonging to the same Church, and set apart for boys.  The attendance is not very numerous.  At both there is room for many more scholars, and if religious bigotry did not operate in some quarters, and prevent Catholic children going to those schools recognising the principles of their own faith, the attendance at each would be much better than it is.  Taking the district in its entirety, it is industriously worked by the Catholics.  They deserve praise for their energy.  Their object is to push on Catholicism and improve the secular position of the inhabitants, and they do this with a zeal most praiseworthy.  This finishes our Augustinian mission.

QUAKERS’ MEETING HOUSE.

I love Quaker ways and Quaker worship.  I venerate the Quaker principles.  It does me good for the rest of the day when I meet any of their people in my path.  When I am ruled or disturbed by any occurrence, the sight or quiet voice of a Quaker acts upon me as a ventilator, lightening the air, and taking off a load from the bosom; but I cannot like the Quakers, as Desdemona would say, “to live with them.”—­Charles Lamb.