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thought, was far enough from the Bank of Faith.

.. Mr. Hodgson is, after all, an esteemed preacher; and many of the defects which he betrays partly originate, I think, in his overanxious endeavours to be greatly eminent. His public labours are not only acceptable to his parishioners, but continue to attract the attendance of strangers. Since, however, he does not regularly occupy his own pulpit, it behoves him seriously to attend to the business of ecclesiastical substitution! Those who are most entitled to his presence ought not to be the greatest sufferers by his absence. Whenever, therefore, he is prevented from personally discharging his high duty as a parochial minister, let him sedulously delegate something like a popular preacher in his stead. He does not feel, I trust, the paltry ambition of shining by contrast. No worldly consideration, neither policy, nor interest, or even friendship, nothing short of indisposition or incapacity, should induce one minister of religion, where his instructions are

really desired by his people, often to entrust to another minister the cure of the souls committed to his sacred charge. Whether he be curate, or vicar, or rector; he who hath trained up his people in the way in which they should go, he, as the true shepherd of the flock, is also most likely to keep them in that way.

OFTEN Constrained to dwell upon improprieties, which, as they cannot escape notice, demand censure, it is with the most unfeigned pleasure that I approve, at any time, of what to me seems deserving of support and applause. Both the society and the chapel, of which I now speak, are entitled to encouragement. Scepticism would be perplexed in labouring to start any solid cavil against the views and conduct of the Philanthropic Society; and of its chapel, certainly one of the best of our new religious edifices, I feel myself happily authorized to use the language of merited commendation.

Isaac Jackman, chosen originally an alternate Licensed Preacher at the Philanthropic Chapel, is of Catherine Hall, Cambridge. He commenced his pulpit labours at Bath; where, in the chapel of All Saints, his sermons were nu

merously and fashionably attended, and whence his reputation accompanied him to the metropolis. Mr. Jackman is married, and has children. He is now in the prime of his days. Since the clerical vocation is his choice, for I have been told he was in train for the bar, let me hope that it will one day be his crown! If, however, he would wear the crown, he must first bear the cross. Always mindful of what are known to have been the grounds of the preference shewn him in his election to his present ecclesiastical appointment, let him never substitute, in the great task of instructing the church on earth, morality for christianity. It is the bread of life, and not the husks of swine, with which he must feed the flock of faith.

Intelligent and impressive, and laudably anxious to adorn the important profession in which he has engaged, I feel seriously solicitous for the future welfare of the present preacher; who has evidently improved of late, but who is capable of making still higher advances towards perfection.

Mr. Jackman, though not tall, is personally interesting. His voice is good, and susceptible of more intonation than he seems to allow it. His action is always agreeable; and sometimes it is both attractive and animated. Frequently as he adopts the method of personally addressing himself to his auditors, and difficult as this exertion is, he is generally successful. He knows the heart; and hence it is that, while his descriptions fasten upon the mind, his fervour communicates itself to the feelings. Occasionally, however, he is too authoritative.

Select without seeming studied, his language merits to be praised. While he satisfies the peer, he does not perplex the peasant. His style is elegant without affectation, and elevated without being declamatory. His sentences are correctly constructed; and, as to length, judiciously intermingled.

With so much to approve in him, I wish, while commending his sermons, as to their literary composition, that Mr. Jackman would