“Good friend, for Jesus’ sake, forbear
  To digg the dust enclosed here. 
  Blest be ye man y spares these stones,
  And curst be he ty moves my bones.”

On the wall, just at hand, is a bust made from a cast taken after his death.  Near by is a stained-glass window with the inscription, “America’s gift to Shakespeare’s church,” and not far away is a card above a collection-box with an inscription which informs “visitors from U.S.A.” that there is yet due on the window more than three hundred dollars.  The original cost was about two thousand five hundred dollars.  The Shakespeare Memorial is a small theater by the side of the Avon, with a library and picture gallery attached.  The first stone was laid in 1877, and the building was opened in 1879 with a performance of “Much Ado About Nothing.”  The old school once attended by the poet still stands, and is in use, as is also the cottage of Anne Hathaway, situated a short distance from Stratford.  I returned to Birmingham, and soon went on to Bristol and saw the orphans’ homes founded by George Muller.

These homes, capable of accommodating two thousand and fifty orphans, are beautifully situated on Ashley Downs.  Brother William Kempster and I visited them together, and were shown through a portion of one of the five large buildings by an elderly gentleman, neat, clean, and humble, who was sent down by the manager of the institution, a son-in-law of Mr. Muller, who died in 1898, at the advanced age of ninety-three years.  We saw one of the dormitories, which was plainly furnished, but everything was neat and clean.  We were also shown two dining-rooms, and the library-room in which Mr. Muller conducted a prayer-meeting only a night or two before his death.  In this room we saw a fine, large picture of the deceased, and were told by the “helper” who was showing us around that Mr. Muller was accustomed to saying:  “Oh, I am such a happy man!” The expression on his face in this picture is quite in harmony with his words just quoted.  One of his sayings was:  “When anxiety begins, faith ends; when faith begins, anxiety ends.”

Mr. Muller spent seventy years of his life in England and became so thoroughly Anglicized that he wished his name pronounced “Miller.”  He was the founder of the “Scriptural Knowledge Institution for Home and Abroad” and was a man of much more than ordinary faith.  His work began about 1834, with the distribution of literature, and the orphan work, if I mistake not, was begun two years later.  “As the result of prayer to God” more than five millions of dollars have been applied for the benefit of the orphans.  He never asked help of man, but made his wants known to God, and those who are now carrying on the work pursue the same course, but the collection-boxes put up where visitors can see them might be considered by some as an invitation to give.  The following quotation from the founder of the orphanages will give some idea of the kind