Id 1853 I was advised, bj^ the highest authority I then as a HighChurchman deferred to, to prepare for Anglican ordination, A dear friend offered me a title, and all was in a fair way of success. My greatadviser bore his testimony in writing to my “desire to assist in the ^Ivation of souls. This was my condition twenty years ago, but theliussian war with its new glorification of the Bonaparte family shatteredall my prospects. As a “stupid Tory,” I could not take in the new political creed, and my mind received quite a shock thereat. Everyprevious notion I had imbibed, political and religious, was then reviewed by me in i^e solitude I made for myself, and, among other things, the xrotestant Reformation was thrown over, and I made a firm resolve neverto be ordainpd by a bishop of the new regime. Having, during the two mtal years of the war, occasional intercourse with members of the (rreek^itb, I gradually found that ideas which had possessed me since 1837,the date of my first perusal of books of the Greek Church, were farmore like theirs than like those of any system professed in England (Itouch this question lightly to avoid offence), and before the w'ar wasoyer, I was admitted into the Greek Church in the presence, and with the blessing, of both Eussians and aro^h^