But why record their errors while standing over their tombs? De mortuis nil nisi bonum.  Take them for all in all, they were men whom we delight to honour.  Here are some of their memorials, dated so far back as 1657.  Here too is the resting-place of Dr. Dwight.

As we return from this necropolis, the Rev. Mr. Sawyer points out to us the house of Professor Gibbs.  “Gibbs—­Gibbs,” said I; “what!  Gibbs’s Gesenius?” “Yes,” said he.  “I should like to see him,” I replied, “for I used at college his editions of Gesenius’s Hebrew Lexicon.”  “Let us then call by all means,” said Mr. Sawyer.  We did so; and a thin, spare, sallow, sickly, withered, little old gentleman made his appearance.  This was the Professor.  He seemed as if all the juice and sap of his constitution had been pressed out to nourish the Hebrew roots.  I expressed my pleasure in seeing him, and acknowledged the advantages I had derived from his labours.  The conversation soon touched upon the Established Church of England, of which he seemed to have a great horror.  “You ought to put down,” said he, “that Establishment.  You might very easily do it.”  “We should be very happy, sir, to know how,” I replied.  “I will tell you.  Make thorough Hebrew scholars of your ministers.  Let them be with regard to Biblical learning quite on a par with those of the Establishment, and it will soon fall.”  I answered, that upon the whole I thought they were in that respect quite in advance of those of the Establishment.  But I was amused at the good Professor’s simplicity.  He little understood the mighty bulwarks by which that institution is defended.  A little more of the article in which he dealt would be just the thing to accomplish wonders!  It was his nostrum.

To-day the annual election of the State of Connecticut is held.  All the officers of state are to be chosen, and New Haven is one of the principal polling-places.  But how quiet the town!  The only thing that indicates an election is the presence of a larger number of people than usual; and the only display you can see is that little bit of a flag, about 18 inches square, stuck on the top of a cab, having on the word “Democracy!” Let us go into the State House, and see how it is done.  Men leave their stores or their studies,—­enter by one door, drop their vote into a box, and quietly return to their avocations.  The students at Yale who are 21 years of age do the same, and go back to their exercises.  The whole affair is managed with as much propriety as the election of deacons in the church at New Amsterdam. This is the working of universal suffrage in New England.  Oh that all America, and all the world, were in this respect like the land of the Pilgrim Fathers!

And now we must bid adieu to New Haven.  Many are the warm hearts and clear heads it contains.  The population is about 18,000.  There are in it—­

5 Congregational Churches, and 1 Coloured ditto. 2 Episcopal ditto . . 1 " 2 Methodist Episcopal ditto 1 " 2 Baptist ditto. 1 Primitive Methodist ditto. 1 Bethel ditto. 1 Catholic ditto. —­ ____