dread going to jail worse than ever. something about the prisons of London.

Now you know

The London University was founded to supply the increasing demand for education, and afford college advantage to desenters as well as those of the church of England. I went to see it. It is a fine building, and has some excellent museums. The professors are learned men in their several departments, and the medical school is a very admirable one.

King's College forms a part, as it were, of Somerset House. It was founded for the same purpose as the London University, but religious instruction, conformable with the principles of the church of England, forms part of the education given. This is not the case at the London University.

In going about so continually, I saw many curious places; I will tell you about some of them.

CHAPTER XIX.

Parley tells about Crosby Hall. Old House in Bishopsgate Street. The highest spot in London. St. Saviour's Church, and the Lady Chapel. St. John's Gate.

I AM very fond of old buildings. They make me think of other times, when the customs of the world were different to what they are now.

I remember going to see Crosby Hall. This is, perhaps, the finest remains of the domestic arcitecture of old times, of any to be found in London.

It is cooped up in an odd looking place called Crosby Square, on the east side of Bishopsgate Street, just to the south of Great St. Helen's.

The great fire of London swept away most of the ancient domestic buildings, and the changes and improvements of the city have removed almost all the remainder, but in the midst of these changes Crosby Hall is still left standing.

A great part of it was burnt down about the seventeenth century. The hall was afterwards used as a

meeting house, and then as a warehouse. What use it will be put to, when thoroughly repaired, I cannot tell. When I first caught sight of Crosby Hall, it presented an odd appearance. In one part where it had been repaired, quite in the olden style, the stone work appeared new, and the fine gothic windows were beautifully formed. In another part the roof seemed falling in, and the old fashioned window frames tumbling down on one side, while the broken glass, the old lead hanging down in strips, the windows stopped up with old boards and shutters, and the ruinous state of the walls, altogether, cut a deplorable figure. I should not have liked to leave London without peeping at Crosby Hall.

Within a short distance of Crosby Hall, a little below Bishopsgate Church, is an old house that has a most imposing appearance. I will describe it to you as well as I can.

It is three stories high, and was, when I saw it, occupied as a public house, or spirit shop. The window of the second story is circular, projecting a long Underneath it is ornamented with grapes

way out.

and leaves, carved in wood.

The window itself is

divided into thirty-four compartments, the lowermost are filled up with coats of arms, the other with glass, or carved work.

The third story agrees with the second, only the window is not quite so large. The top of the house falls back, and is decorated with a scollop ornament and points rising up. The whole front of the house is painted in so fanciful a way with red, green, yellow, brown, and light clay colour, that it catches the attention of almost every passer by.

While I stood looking at it, several persons did the The date of this old house I do not know.

same.

I had heard a great deal of St. Saviour's Church, over London Bridge, so I made the best of my way there, but having occasion to go to the Post Office first, I passed from that building to go to Paternoster Row, by a narrow passage.

Well! there I saw the figure of a boy cut in stone in the wall, and underneath was graven the words,

"When I have sought the city round,

Yet stili this is the highest ground."

G

I soon found my way to St. Saviour's Church, and a fine building I found it to be. It was not, however, the Church, but the Lady Chapel at the east end of it, that principally engaged my attention.

The body of the church is supposed to have been built about the year 1106 by Bishop Gifford. It has twenty-six massy pillars, thirteen on each side, to support the roof.

These pillars are of different kinds, round, octagon, and clustered. At the west end, the tomb of Gower, the father of English poetry, once stood.

But I must now tell you why it was that I wanted so much to see the Lady Chapel. It was in that very chapel that the cruel Bishops, Bonner and Gardiner, tried many of those who afterwards perished at the stake. The good and pious Hooper, and Bradford, and Ferror, and many other such men were tried there.

I almost shuddered on entering the chapel to think of the cruel deeds of those iron-hearted and ungodly men, Bonner and Gardiner, in condemning so many to De burned alive. If the great Judge of all should be