ment of knowledge; but Mr. Raleigh is more than an exact and accomplished lawyer. Versed in modern law and the ancient systems out of which it has grown, he is imbued with a general culture, for which exponents of jurai science are too frequently inconspicuous. Lord Hannen, who represented Kngland in the Behring Sea Arbitration at Paris, has resigned his seat as a Lord of Appeal. Your readers will remem ber him as President of the Parnell Commission, of which his conspicuously successful superintend ence led to promotion from the presidency of the Probate Divorce and Admiralty Court to a Lord ship of Appeal in the House of Lords. His suc cessor is Lord Justice Bowen, one of the most cultivated lawyers on the bench. I feel that an elaborate description of these luminaries would be tedious repetition, after the excellent and exhaus tive sketches of their careers which have appeared in your columns. 1 need not expatiate on the possible appointments to the vacancy in the Court of Appeal; next month knowledge will replace speculation. A good story about Sir James Fitzjames Stephen and Mr. Waddy, Q, C., who is a popular Metho dist preacher as well as a prosperous and eloquent advocate, is going the round at present, — an old one revived, but none the worse on that account. One day, during the Northern Assizes, Mr. Justice Stephen, the presiding judge, returned to court before the conclusion of the luncheon hour, that he might quietly peruse his notes of the case in the trial of which he was then engaged. A jury man, munching sandwiches, was also in court, and being of a genial and conversational turn, he observed to his lordship that it was a fine day; his lordship gruffly assented. Our juryman, being minded for a cosey chat with the judge, proceeded to inquire if his lordship had ever heard Mr. Waddy preach. Upwards glanced Sir James Fitz james in grim inarticulate amazement. " Because," pursued his thoughtful companion, " if you have not, I should be pleased to place my scat in our Chapel at your disposal next Sunday." " No, I have never heard Mr. Waddy preach," hoarsely thundered the greatest of England's criminal law yers, "and please God, I never will, unless con veyed to hear him by force." Another bon mot regarding Mr. Waddy's preaching experiences has, I fear, seen the light in your pages before. On ascending the platform in a chapel in some circuit
town, the learned gentleman espied in a front seat the facetious and scornful countenance of Mr. Frank Lockwood, the unrivalled humorist of the bar. Instead of yielding to timorous impulse, the valiant Waddy seized the situation by the horns, so to speak. He gave out a hymn in the usual man ner, and added that it gave him great pleasure towelcome that day to the service his friend and professional brother, Mr. Lockwood, on whom, after the hymn had been sung, he would call ta lead the meeting in prayer. Panic-stricken at the appalling prospect, Mr. Lockwood seized his hat and withdrew precipitately. A great number of our outstanding lawyers, not withstanding their profession, have been deeply interested in religious matters. Three Lords Chancellors in succession have been famous in this respect, — Lord Hatherley, Lord Cairns, and Ixjrd Selborne. I really ought to say five in suc cession, for Lord Herschell and Lord Halsbury have an almost equal title to such a reputation. Lord Selborne is one of the greatest of living hymnologists; Lord Cairns. I have been informed, seldom gave a garden party without distributing hymn-books among the guests ere their departure, that a tuneful devotion might preserve his hospi tality from the faintest savor of dissipation. Most of these five ornaments of the Woolsack have dab bled in Sunday-school teaching, although I fancy Lord Halsbury 's own preference, for instance, is to preside at meetings where the importance of this branch of philanthropic ministry is pointed out to others. Lord Herschell is the enemy of religious bigotry. He was once a Presbyterian, but some years ago felt himself constrained to enter the fold of the Anglican Church. Then I must not forget the redoubtable Ixjrd Grimthorpe, once leader of the Parliamentary bar, who loves to read the lessons in his parish church, All Saints, Langham Place, London, who is restoring at his own expense St. Albans Abbey, who warmly fosters all the onslaughts of the Low Church party on their opponents, and who lately crowned his services to the cause of religion by designing a new clock for St. Paul's Cathedral. The late Attorney-General, Sir Richard Webster, not so long ago sung in a church choir. I could multiply instances, but enough has been said to evidence the eminence of our respectability. As this is the long vacation, current news is scanty.
