from top, read

9, 20th line, from below, omit "alike its parent."
from top, read "men are" for "man is."
from top, read "incline" for "inclines."

from below, place comma after "souls."
from below, read "as" for "so."

from top, read "place their" for "placeth."
from top, read "therefore" for "therefor."
from below, read "children."

from below, read "thy" for "the."

from below, read "Schiller" for "Schltler."
from below, read "medium" for "means.”
from below, read "god's" for "Gods."

from below, read "marvelled" for "wondered."
from below, read "admiration."

INTRODUCTION.

THE venerable Aristos, a saint in piety and morals, but a heretic with regard to every existing creed, excommunicated by Rome, reviled by the Protestant sects of Christianity, to the Jews a stumbling block, and to the Gentiles a rock of offence, despised by all the recognised schools of philosophy, and ridiculed by the Atheist, persecuted and calumniated wherever he came, had taken the resolve to retire from the arena of a hopeless struggle with the world, and its faith in crystallised dogmas, and to seek in the solitude of the forest a rest for his weary foot-a respite from the troubles of controversy and declamation. And understanding his duty to God and men, differently from those devotees who bury themselves in a cloister, or hide themselves in a desert, and not blessed with a sufficiency of wealth to cease working for his support, he turned his face to the East, the cradle of humanity, whither he felt himself irresistibly attracted, and purchased a small tea garden on one of the slopes of the Himalaya; and here, enjoying a delightful climate, revelling in the beauty of a magnificent scenery, and comfortable in the possession of a competency, he lived in retirement, though surrounded by men, in usefulness though free from struggle, and in happiness, though subject to the sufferings and sorrows of humanity.

It would be a long tale to relate all the circumstances of his eventful life. He had passed through a fiery ordeal; but neither his piety, nor his sympathy, nor his energies, had been scorched in the trial. His foot had trod every land, his heart had felt every emotion; there was no science he had not studied, no art he had not cultivated, There was no subject in physiology, in theology and ethics that he had not considered and inwardly digested; there was no tion of the human heart he had not analysed. His hair had become prematurely silver-white, and his forehead deeply furrowed; but one could easily discern that this was not a result of passion but of thought; for majesty throned on his brow, and kindness lurked in every lineament of his face, while his eye spoke of tenderness, and his complexion of

purity. Still good was his health when he entered his new home, for 50 winters had not bent the stately frame, nor made his steps falter, nor did his voice betray the feebleness of age. Sonorous, melodious and full of sweet persuasion, his conversation was music—a music as far superior to the mere jingling of words, as the sounding anthem excels the sighing of the wind through the strings of an Æolic harp. O what battles had this powerful intellect fought with this sensitive heart; what conflicts had raged in this bosom between reason and faith! And the result had been, not an exhaustion of both the contending parties, but a state of mind, resembling a sunny summer eve after a terrible thunderstorm. His movements were full of decision and grace; his look when turned upwards proclaimed piety, when directed to man, they expressed charity and sympathy; when drinking in surrounding objects, they were eloquent with admiration and reflection. Though living in the world, he was not of the world; though conversing with men, he communed with his God. Ecce homo! He was the beau ideal of a spiritual man; and all the hardships, privations, and sufferings he had undergone during his pilgrimage of life, had had no other effect than bringing him nearer to God. With the help of God he had come forth a conqueror out of all these conflicts; and like a wrecked mariner, who had saved himself out of the tumult of the elements, here he knelt down on the hospitable shore, and poured out his hymn of praise to his Preserver; here he stood watching on the strand, peering forth earnestly if, by chance, he might stretch out his hands to a fellow castaway, to assist him on to the rock of salvation.

In order to explain his state of mind, at the time we became acquainted with him, we shall give a short sketch of his life, confining ourselves to those circumstances which had a decided influence on his spiritual life.

Aristos was the only son of noble parents-noble both in birth and disposition. He had received his education from the best masters, and had sat at the feet of the most learned professors; but expressing himself, on one occasion, somewhat freely in matters of dogmatic faith, he was first warned, and, when the offence was repeated, expelled from the seat of learning; for "alma mater" is indulgent to her sons if slothful in their attendance on her, but she will never forgive them a doubt raised against her infallibility. This severe measure