a dream, – till reaching the shadowed side of the street opposite the Houses of Parliament, I stopped for a moment to recover my started senses. There again I saw him! – the superb man’s form, – the Angel’s face, the haunting, splendid sorrowful eyes! – he came with his usual ease and grace of step into the full moonlight and paused, apparently waiting for some one. For me?ah no! I kept the name of God upon my lips, – 1 gathered all the strength of faith within my soul, and though I was wholesomely afraid of Myself, I feared no other foe! I lingered therefore watching; and presently I saw a few members of Parliament walking singly and in groups towards the House, one or two greeted the tall dark Figure as a friend and familiar, and others knew him not. Still