Lord Edward Bruce, elder brother of the first Earl of Elgin, was killed in a duel in Holland by Sir Edward Sackville, in 1613, and was interred at Bergen. In consequence of a tradition that his heart had been sent for interment to the old Abbey Church of Culross, in Perthshire, search was made in 1808, and it was found in a silver case of foreign workmanship, with his name engraven on it, and this case was curiously concealed in a hollow, scooped within two flat stones, these stones being strongly clasped with iron.

We are told by the writer of Sepulchral Monuments that he had seen in the hall-window at Cashiobury a marble case, enclosing the heart of Arthur Capel, Earl of Essex, who was found murdered in the Tower in 1683.

His father, Arthur, Lord Capel, beheaded in 1643, desired, in an access of loyalty, that his heart should be preserved at Hadham until his royal master should receive kingly funeral honours-a circumstance he thought sure to accrue on the restoration of the royal line—and then that it should be laid at his master's feet. In the year 1703, when the family removed from Hadham Hall to settle at Cashiobury, Dean Stanley, Rector of Hadham, and a cherished friend of the family, found in a press in the Charterroom, where he was attending to the muniments,

a silver cup and cover closely locked up, with a written account that it contained the heart of Arthur, Lord Capel, whose body had been buried in the Chancel of the Church of Little Hadham, under a large black marble stone, whereon are engraven, in very deep characters, the following words- Who was murdered for his loyalty to Charles I.'

The heart thus found was deposited in the family vault at Little Hadham; but, at the suggestion of the Dean, for fear of robbery, an iron box was substituted for the silver one, which was sold, and the money bestowed on the poor.

A similar instance of devoted attachment is recorded of Sir Nicholas Crispe, knight and baronet, who, as the inscription on his monument records, was 'a loyal sharer in the sufferings of his late and present Majesty'-for whom indeed he exhibited untiring zeal and devotion.

He erected a monument of black and white marble in Hammersmith Church soon after the Restoration, upon which he placed a bust of the Martyr King, underneath which is a small urn.

'Lay my body,' he said to his grandson when on his death-bed-Lay my body as I have directed in the family vault in the parish church of St. Mildred, in Bread-street, but let my heart be placed in an urn at my master's feet.'

Sir William Temple's heart was, by his own desire, buried in a silver box, under the dial in his garden, at More Park, Surrey.

There is a singular circumstance recorded with regard to Shelley, the poet, whose remains were burnt on the sea-shore, salt and frankincense being freely used, which gave to the flame a singular appearance. His heart, it is said, would not take the flame, and therefore it was preserved in spirits of wine.

After the death of Napoleon, the gentlemen of his suite were very anxious that his heart should be preserved and given to them, but Sir Hudson Lowe did not feel himself authorized to grant this request. He agreed, however, that the heart should be placed in a silver vase, filled with spirits, so that, if permission were given, this could be disinhumed and sent to Europe. But, as my readers are aware, the corpse of this celebrated man was exhumed a few years ago, and re-interred with great honour in France. Before removing the remains from St. Helena, the lids of the coffins were raised with the utmost care, and the features of Napoleon revealed for about two minutes. They were little changed.

A very revolting exemplification of filial affection, though so highly lauded for its piety, has always seemed to me that act of Margaret Roper—the preserving her venerable father's head in the chamber in which she was accustomed to sit. For surely the most

reverential duty we can testify to the mortal remains of those honoured and beloved is to consign them to the holy quiet of the grave.

Sir Thomas More's head was ultimately buried in the tomb of the Ropers-tradition says, in the arms of Mrs. Roper; but in the year 1740, when it was last seen, on the final closing of the vault, it was placed in a niche in the wall, with a grating before it, because the lower jaw had been stolen.1

Tradition says also that the youngest son of Sir Walter Raleigh, Carew, preserved his father's head to be buried with him. The story is so far credible, that a skull was found close by his coffin, at West Horsely, Surrey.

How lightly in those days must have been esteemed, or how grossly must have been misunderstood, that doctrine of the resurrection of the body which teaches us to have decent and reverent care of it, for that IT shall rise again.

Dust to dust

It is scattered by the winds, it is wafted by the waves, it mixeth with herbs and cattle,

But God hath watched those morsels, and hath guided them in care:

Each waiting soul must claim his own, when the archangel soundeth.

1 When the grave of Burns was opened for the interment of his wife, the opportunity was seized by some persons to abstract the poet's skull, in order to take a cast from it.

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liar to our ears that it is difficult for us to realize in our thoughts the time when a Christian congregation was called together by the noise of a wooden rattle, as we are told was originally the case in England. Jewish worshippers were summoned to the service of the Tabernacle by the blast of trumpets, and this magnificent instrument was also used for convoking Christian congregations, both in Egypt and Palestine.

The trumpet was used in the Monastery of Mount Sinai in the sixth century, but in other monasteries