of gownsmen, or rather of surplice-men, it being, as I before said, a Fast-day. The sight of this change of things discomposed me not a little, not being yet provided with the garb most emblematic of purity and holiness; but my friend, stepping to Newby, the chapel-clerk, presently arrayed me in one, which he had borrowed from the antechapel, the depository for those surplices, whose masters were too luxurious to bear them home, and too wealthy to grudge payment for Newby's care of them. Thus caparisoned, I contrived, with the exception of a few desperate stumbles (the surplice being about twice too long in the train for me) to reach my proper seat in the Sanctum Sanctorum. The chapel was thronged to excess, the admissions that year having been unusually numerous; and the spectacle, presenting in long parallel lines, one rising above another, the select youth of Britain, pure and unspotted (at least in appearance) as their angelic vests, was to me, at first sight, as it were, a peep into Heaven. But when the fine undulating swells of the organ (the best perhaps in the kingdom), in "notes of solemn sound," first struck my tympanum with the chant, the delusion was complete. So fond a remembrance have I of the ecstacies wrought in my soul

by the divine harmonies-the chants I used to hear at Trinity-that before I proceed one step further I must woo my musical reader's sympathy, by sketching from memory the following specimens. If he (there can be no she so soulless) be not smitten with them, let him hand them over to the ladies, and proceed.