Under The Bells

Who h:is nol seen the church under tbs bell? 'I'Ijosü lofty iiisles those tui light chapéis, that cumbersome pulpit with its huge carvings, that v.ide gra' pavement tioeked wiih vurious light i'roii) the Jewelled windows, those famouè pictures botween the loluminoiw columns the altars whii-h twinkle with their ornamenta, their httlö guttering tapers, cups oí shum roses and wbat aot? I saw uvo regiment of little scholars crpepiog in mi I fórming square, eacli in its appointec! place, and undur the vast rooi; and teachers presently aomngia thom, A stream of' light frotn the jewelled windowi bcaiiiw akmting dowü npon nach squud of children, and the tall background of the church retires irjto a graycr njloom. Patteriög litüe feet of laggards arriving echo thnwgh the nave. Tboy tmt in and join their reuiiiienls galliertjd under the .-lanung sim beanis What are they learning ? Is it trutb ? Those two gray lá'dies with their books in their bande in the luidst of these linie pe. plu have i no doubt of the truth of' every word ; they have prinled uuder their eyes. Look, through the wiudows jewüljud all over witti saints, the light comes streamin down from the sky, and heaven's own illuuiinations paint ihe book ! A swaet, touching pieture indeed it is that of the little cbUdren assembled in this imrnenso temple, which has endured for nges, and grave teachers bonding over them. Yes the picture is very pretty of the chiUlrpn and their teachers, and their book - but the tBit? It is the truth, the only truth nothin but the truth ? If I thcrugtit so I would go and hit down on the forrn r,um varvvlus, and learn the cioua lessons vvitti uil my heurt.