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dering; and for the neighbouring cemetery, where the dust of John Wesley lies ; but I cannot make out either one or the other.
After lingering long in gazing on the goodly spectaclc around us, my companion and [must descend to the common level of humanity. We must go down, high as we are, even to the churchyard below, haply to glean there a salutary reflection: for the thought of death is often a salutary medicine to the mind. We cannot be too deeply impressed with the solemn truth. that “ in the midst of life we are in death."
If thou art trampling on thy fellow man,
'It' then. repentant, humbly seekest peace,
Through thy Redeemer, God that peace will give;
And tell thee. that in glory thou shalt live:
With heuvenly minstrelsy and rupture rife,
The boundless blessing of eternal life.
her more necessary is it for the health of the body
that the heart should have room to beat, and the lungs
to play, than it is for the welfare of a crowded city that
places of out-door exercise and rational amusement should be provided. In this point of view, the Parks and the Zoological Gardens claim our regard.
As the number of persons visiting the latter is great, so no expense is spared in providing for their entertain~ ment. The grounds are spacious, the shrubs and flowers attractive, and the walks kept in good order ; while the birds and beasts of the four quarters of the world are put in requisition, to render the entertainment complete.
The varied tastes, as well as dispositions of the visitors, are plainly developed. One gazes on the plumage of the feathered race with eager delight; another enthusiastically surveys the animals, both tame and savage; while hundreds, with no strong predilection for either, roam among the pleasant parterres of the place, occupied in observing the company.
Perhaps, after all, the principal gratification we feel in such places is not so much derived from the things we see, as from the associations they call forth. There is a holiday feeling visible in the visitors, that excites something of a similar kind in our own hearts. The wonderment of the children at all around them; their awful fear at the sight of the beasts; their unfeigned delight in gazing on the birds; and their unrepressed raptures at the tricks of the monkey tribe ; take us back again to the days of our childhood.
We cannot look at the lion without thinking 01 Africa, and desert sands, and crocodiles, and snakes, and monsters. We cannot gaze on the polar bear without placing him on an iceberg. In the instant we are with Parry and Ross, near the northern pole, laughing at the antics of the Esquimaux, in the twilight of the regions they inhabit
Perhaps I carry this feeling further than many of my neighbours; for the very shrubs and floWers are rife with the power of creation, and conjure up scenes that are pleasant to me. Half an hour ago did I enter the lodge gate, and yet I have not reached the bears. A thistle growing on the right, a few yards from the lodge, at once took me back to a common, where a shaggy donkey was browsing; while a party of gipsies, in the tent they had pitched, were cooking their midday meal in the iron pot suspended from three crooked sticks.
Then, again, a prickly holly-bush on the left called me away to another scene. It was that of the summit of a knolly-field. The morning was frosty, the snow crackled under the foot, and the holly-bushes near were covered with their heart-cheering red berries. It was the sabbath mom, and Giles Ashford was striding along the scarcely beaten path, in his well-brushed blue coat and big buttons ; while his wife Margery stayed behind to knock out the snow from her patten against the stile.
It is pleasant thus to link together, by association, the country and the city. As I stand here, musing, decent domestics, and cleanly attired persons evidently of the poorer class, pass by to share, with the carriage company, the gratification of the gardens. I love to see this: gentle and simple walking, side by side, in quest of rational amusement. Why cannot the whole creation be linked and bound together in the bond of brotherhood ’.l .
Well, here are the bears, brown and black; and there stands a gentlemanly figure hardly looking at them. He has seen them before over and over again; he has lost the enjoyment of novelty. Poor manl he is grown too wise to be happy. But here are beings of a different kind: half-a-dozen rosy, laughing children, and their mammas. Happy lads I How they come, eagerly pressing before the rest ; and these smiling girls are their sisters : one can hardly toddle along the gravel walk. Now we shall see something worth seeing ; the fresh feeling of youthful hearts called forth in wonder and delight. He in the white trowsers is evidently thinking of the bear in Robinson Crusoe, that Friday made to dance on the bough. The little toddler looks up with an awe-struck face, to ask whether they will bite ; and mamma seems not quite sure that the climbing bear will not leap from the top of the pole.
It appears but as yesterday, when I stood on this very spot with the Rajah Ram-mohun Roy at my elbow. Since then he has been called away from the world. How many of those around me may be visiting the gardens for the first and the last time!
The view from this place is interesting: the company in groups; the pigeons on the roof yonder; the pond; the fowls; the birds; and some of the animals. I could stand on this bench for an hour.
I have given a nut or two to the red and yellow, and the red and blue maccaws. How they climb their cage, holding the wires with their crooked bills! They appear to have more interest, when we think that some of them are from the land where the slaves are set free, and others from the sultry clirne where the mighty Amazon, greatest of rivers, rolls his flood for more than three thousand miles.
The grisly bear must be prodigiously powerful; what great limbs! what fearful claws! Hark !' scarcely can there be a sound in the universe more desolately dolefull—it is that of the sloth bear. But I must hasten on‘vard. I # § * # # 1F .
What a number of animals have I gazed on! antelopes, nylghaus, deer, zebras, and kangaroos; wolves, panthers, leopards, lions, and hyenas. How varied is the form 1 how diverse are the habits of the brute creation! and yet not a limb not a muscle among them, but what is suited to the economy and welfare of its possessor. How infinitely incapable is man to estimate the Great Creator.
“In these his lowliest works i"
If there were no other advantage attending a visit to these gardens than that of observing the endless variety of the animal creation, and the infinite wisdom mani— fested in their forms and adaptation to their several habits and modes of existence, it would abundantly repay the reflecting visitor for his pains.
Nor is it unworthy of a thought, that we are highly favoured in being able to inspect these creatures at our ease, not one of them making us afraid. Here can the wild boar be seen without the dread of his tusks; and the huge rhinoceros, free from the danger of his horn. Apes, baboons, and monkeys, play their antics with no annoyance to the bystander ; and tapirs, peccaries, foxes, badgers, and wild cats; jackals, opossums, squirrels, lemurs, and lynxes; with porcupines, racoons, beavers, and otters, may be observed at leisure, without inconvenience.
What a goodly collection of the feathered race! the white-bosomed pelican; the bare-necked vulture; the Strong-winged condor ; and the crooked beaked, iron-taloned eagle. One is lost among such a profusion of