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superiority in the giver, they endanger or lose the benefits which benevolence and liberality would bountifully bestow.

The remaining lines refer to various private acts of charity, for which a man of Kyrle's noble disposition would find frequent opportunities in whatever part of the world he might be placed. The town of Ross could tell of many who, before and since his time, and at this day, clothe the naked, feed the hungry, instruct the ignorant, and teach the infant's tongue to praise the name of the Creator and Redeemer; and so we hope can every town and every village in our native land; but such Christian love seeks not its own praise. There is, however, one anecdote of Mr. Kyrle, which we are unwilling to omit, as it exhibits that noble confidence, which none but an honest man can feel or express towards his fellow-man. About a year after the death of the Man of Ross, a tradesman of the town came to his executor, and said privately to him, "Sir, I am come to pay you some money that I owed to the late Mr. Kyrle." The executor declared he could find no entry of it in the accounts. "Why, sir," said the tradesman, "that I am aware of. Mr. Kyrle said to me, when he lent me the money, that he did not think I should be able to repay it in his life-time, and that it was likely you might want it before I could make it up; and so, said he, I won't have any memorandum of it besides what I write and give you with it; and do you pay my kinsman when you can, and, when you show him this paper, he will see that the money is right, and

that he is not to take interest."

The Man of Ross died a bachelor. At the time of his decease he owed nothing, and there was no money in his house. He was borne to the grave by his workmen and usual attendants, and amidst the whole population of Ross.

poor every Sunday. The Man of Ross was a daily attendant at the service of the parish church. When the chiming of the bells began, all business ceased with him, he washed his hands and proceeded to his pew. When the church was newly pewed about twenty years after his death, the rector and parishioners resolved that Mr. Kyrle's seat should remain, as it is does at this day, in its original condition and style. A handsome tablet, with a bust of the Man of Ross, has long since removed the stigma imputed in the concluding lines of Pope's eulogy of Kyrle.

The Man of Ross then, it has been seen, was a private gentleman of small fortune, with a talent for architecture, and a taste for what is now termed the picturesque, which he employed in the improvement and adorning of his town and neighbourhood. Simple in his manners, he lavished no money on gaudy show or equipage. Faithful to his God, and upright in his dealings with man, intelligent, active, and ingenious, he was confided in as a friend, as an umpire, as a receiver and disposer of the subscriptions of others, whether to be employed in works for the public good, or in relieving the wants of indigence and age.

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"HALLOWED BE THY NAME."-Thy name is that whereby thou art known; for names serve to discern and know one thing from another. Now, though thou art known by thy creatures, yet in this our corrupt estate they serve but to make us excuseless. Therefore properly, most lively, and comfortably, thou art known by thy holy word, and specially by thy promise of grace, and freely pardoning and receiving us into thy favour for Christ Jesus' sake; for the which goodness in Christ thou art praised and magnified according to thy name. That is, so much as thee; which here thou callest "hallowing" or sancmen know thee in Christ, they magnify and praise tifying. Not that thou art more holy in respect of thyself, but in respect of men, who, the more they know thee, the more they cannot but sanctify thee; that is, they cannot but as in themselves, by true faith, love, fear, and spiritual service, honour thee; so also in their outward behaviour and words they cannot but live in such sort as other seeing them may

The spot of his interment was, by his express desire, at the feet of his dear friend, Dr. Charles Whiting, a former vicar, a man of genuine piety and Christian benevolence, who died in 1711, and whose epitaph modestly records him as "the affectionate but unworthy pastor of this church." It is supposed that this excellent and amiable man was greatly instrumental in forming the character of the Man of Ross. To Dr. Whiting the town is indebted for the establishment of an excellent blue-in coat school in 1709. Mr. Kyrle was not only an annual subscriber to that institution, but, when boys were to be apprenticed, he was generally concerned, and often put them out at his own expense. He left 407, to the school. Several of his own workmen were legatees in his will.

The personal appearance of Mr. Kyrle was agreeable his dress, a plain suit of brown dittos, with a king William's wig, according to the fashion of the day. Though he disliked large parties, his house was open to the reception of his friends, in the genuine spirit of old-fashioned English hospitality. "He loved a long evening, enjoyed a merry tale, and always appeared discomposed when 'twas time to part." His dishes were generally plain: malt liquor and cider were the only beverages introduced: there was no roast beef except on Christmas-day. At his kitchen fire-place was a large block of wood for poor people to sit on; and a piece of boiled beef and three pecks of flour, in bread, were given to the

and by their holiness and godly conversation be occasioned, as to know thee, so to sanctify thy name accordingly. And therefore thou settest forth here sire of thy children and people, namely, that thou in unto me what is the chief and principal wish and deChrist mightest be truly known and honoured, both of themselves and of others, inwardly and outwardly. By reason whereof easily a man may perceive by the contrary, that the greatest sorrow and grief thy people have is ignorance of thee, false service or religion, and wicked conversation; against the which they pray and labour diligently after their vocations, as they for the obtaining of the others both to others and themselves do take no small pains in prayer, study, and godly exercise.-Bradford on the Lord's Prayer.

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THAXTED is an ancient town in Essex, on the river Chelmer, six miles from Dunmow, and forty-seven from London. It was formerly a borough, incorporated by charter of Philip and Mary; but its privileges were lost in the reign of James II.

It appears to have been dependent on the college of St. John the Baptist, founded at Clare in Edward the Confessor's time; and was part of the lordship of Clare bestowed by the Conqueror on one of his relatives, from which the family assumed the appellation of De Clare.

Under the patronage of this noble house and their connexions the church of Thaxted was most probably erected. It is a fine specimen of ecclesiastical architecture, consisting of a nave, chancel, transept, and a tower crowned with a spire at the west end. The dimensions are as follow: ft. in. 89 0 49 8 86 0

Length of the nave
Ditto of the chancel
Ditto of the transept
Ditto of the whole building
from east to west...... 183 0
Height of the tower and

181 0

The different parts of this church are supposed to have been built at different times. The south aisle and the south end of the cross aisle are the oldest parts. The south aisle has no pilasters for its ornament within, and had originally no buttresses for its support without. The windows, too, are here of the most simple character. The nave and south porch were afterwards built; then the tower and spire; and subsequently the chancel, which would seem to have been completed in the reign of Edward IV. The north porch is of later date.

The whole fabric is embattled, and supported by strong buttresses, terminated by canopied niches, crowned with purfled pinnacles of curious workmanship. On each buttress, below the niches,


carved heads of grotesque appearance form waterspouts. The ceiling of this church exhibits abundance of carved work, with representations of martyrdoms, legends of saints, grotesque physiognomies, and animals. The pulpit and font are fine specimens of ancient workmanship.

There were numerous altars and chapels here. The chapels were that of the Holy Trinity at the north end of the transept, that of St. Anne at the opposite end, the chapel of our lady at the east end of the south aisle in the chancel, and that of St. John or St. Lawrence in the north aisle. The original windows are ornamented with tracery and painted glass. Thus there are portraits of females in the twelve smaller lights of the great window at the south end of the cross aisle, four of which are said to be St. Mary, St. Affra, St. Katharine, and St. Petronilla. In four of the windows at the entrance of the nave are the arms of De Burgh, earl of Ulster, and in the principal window of the north side of the church are those of Edmund earl of March, son-in-law of Lionel duke of Clarence, one of the children of king Edward III. There are cognizances elsewhere of other eminent individuals, as of king Edward IV. in the chancel; and these may be taken either as showing that those to whom they pertained were benefactors of the building, or at least that the parts in which such memorials appear were erected in their times.

Thaxted church has suffered various casualties. The great window at the north end was destroyed by a storm, Dec. 2, 1763; and the opposite window was much damaged. In the summer of 1814 the spire was injured by lightning; and, when scaffolding had been erected, and the mutilated part was being taken down, a violent storm in the following December overthrew the scaffolding, and most of the remnant of the spire, damaging also the body of the church. These injuries have been completely repaired; and it may be added that a stained window at the east end a few years ago replaced the old one, which was much broken, and disfigured.


The manor-house of Horam Hall stands in the parish about two miles from the church. It appears to have been erected by sir John Cutts in the sixteenth century, and is a stately edifice, a valuable specimen of the style of domestic architecture which immediately succeeded the ancient castellated structures. The tower of Horam Hall was inhabited by queen Elizabeth during part of the reign of her sister Mary; and, after she succeeded to the crown, she had a pleasure in revisiting the mansion.

The population of Thaxted at the census of 1841 was 2,527*.



"Soon as the morning trembles o'er the sky,
And unperceiv'd unfolds the spreading day,
Before the ripened field the reapers stand
In fair array."


gathered after the reapers on the plains of Bethlehem at the time of harvest, and Jewish maids and matrons among the rich brown sheaves of Dedan.

Thus are generations bound together by the coming round of seasons, and by observances that remain unchanged.


Those who like to watch the putting forth of strength with unity may find much to interest them during the time of harvest. What quietness and steadiness are obvious! what oneness of purpose! The reapers, ranged in a line, bend as one man as one they fill their arms with the full ears; and then is heard the rustling sound of the rapid sickle sweeping through the grain; other movement, and the corn is laid upon the stubble. Next comes the binding of the sheaves, and the placing them in shocks open to the wind; and how beautiful they look when ranged across the field, like mimic tents, gloriously shone upon by a bright September sun! But, instead of tiny warriors, such as the belated peasant dreams he sees, doffing the targe and spear, and resting in the shadow of their tents, groups of merry children often, too, are small toddling "wee things" laid collect the fallen flowers, and bind them into posies; their careful mothers have piled together. Next to sleep beneath the shelter of the stacks which hear their voices in the green lane, or beside the come the gleaners, all glee and gossip. You may foot-wood, long before they reach the field; but, when slamming of the gate, with a long swing, by some the stile is tumbled over by the children, and the unruly urchin, calls forth a reprimand from his mother, the business of gleaning steadily begins. And very important is this ancient usage to the tive children, generally collects at least three clear cottagers. A woman, assisted by two or three acbushels of wheat. When, too, showers are abroad, and the loaded waggon is hurried through narrow lanes to the farmer's yard, the rambling branches on either side lay the waggon under contribution. from the branches, or strewed upon the banks; I have often seen large handfuls of grain dangling and not more quickly than the waggon lumbers the women and children, with loud laughs and on its way, down some steep stony lane, hurry ready hands, filling their blue aprons, as they run,

is seen

YESTERDAY the corn stood thick and strong, with
bright and fragrant flowers: winged insects flut-
tered among them, and beneath the arching grain,
where such small animals seek for shelter: to-day
the sickle has laid low its all of beauty and luxu-
riance. Not a glancing wing is seen, not a
step heard, throughout the field. The leveret
hides there no longer, nor yet the busy nibbling
mouse: the female partridge warned her young
away; and even the industrious bee seeks another
pasture. Some take shelter in the hedge: others
hasten to a neighbouring copse.
darting through the long grass of the adjoining
ineadow: another climbs rapidly the stony bank,
covered with furze and such wild flowers as afford
a ready home to many an insect emigrant.
thought, while looking at them, how admirably
are these wayfaring creatures endowed with ca-
pacities for enjoyment! they are rarely disturbed
by adverse circumstances; but, when these occur,
they cheerfully depart from their accustomed
haunts to the nearest shelter, where they find sub-
sistence, and chirp merrily, as heretofore.


Surely it is pleasant to watch the reapers at their work, to hear the rustling of the ripe grain, and the sweep of the rapid sickle. Thoughts of thankfulness arise within the mind; deep feelings, too, as the mental view, back glancing through long ages, sees in the time of harvest one of those vast links in the continuous chain of blessings which have remained unbroken amid the wreck of nations. Antediluvian husbandmen rejoiced as they cut down the ripe grain that rustled on the harvest-fields of the ancient earth: corn sprung up when the family of Noah trod again firm land, and hailed the glorious sunbeams bursting from among the darkly retreating clouds, and again their gleaming sickles laid prostrate the ripened grain. Jewish mothers gleaned with their children, in fields which the Lord had blessed, when their wanderings during forty years had ceased, and they saw once more fields of wheat, with their beauteous garniture of flowers.


*For several particulars here mentioned, this notice is indebted to Wright's "History of the County of Essex."

with the scattered ears.

field to field resounds the whetting of the scythe,
September is the time of barley-harvest. From
and merrily are beard the voices of the barley-
mowers, as they work and sing:

Barley-mowers, here we stand,
One, two, three, a steady band:
True of heart, and stout of limb,
Ready in our harvest trim:
All a-row, with spirits blithe,
Now we whet the gleaming scythe.

Side by side, all bending low,
Down the swaths of barley go:
Stroke by stroke, as true as chime
Of the bells, we keep in time;
Then we whet the ringing scythe,
Standing mid the barley lithe.

Barley-mowers must be true,
Keeping still the end in view;
One with all, and all with one,
Working on, till set of sun;
Bending all, with spirits blithe,
Whetting all at once the scythe.

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