CONTENTS. PAGE .. 391 MEMORIALS of the English | Letter to a Clergyman on the re- 1 storation of an ancient Church 306 9 Letter to the Editor .. .. 307 14 The Aged Christian .. .. 315 Charge of the Bishop of Worces Letters to the Wife of a Young Clergyman 308, 399, 443, 499, 538 Tractarianism 43, 126, 172, 220, God in History .. i i. 346 Dwellings for the Poor.. .. 348 48 | The late Rev. Henry Blunt .. 377 The Church's Penitence . 49 Justification .. .. 193, 381 Original Correspondence. By the Riches . . . Author of “ Christian Retire David under Bereavement .. 393 ment” 51, 107, 149, 301, 343, Quotation from the Life of Wil- Death of a Beloved Mother .. 54 Baron Augustus De Stael .. 425 Justification by Faith .. .. 55 Revival of the Church in Virginia 434 Spiritual and Formal Religion.. 58 | Humble Currents .. .. 439 Address on Humiliation and Thoughts in the Fields. . .. 440 The Perpetual Obligation of the The Bishop of Worcester's 101 A Visit to the Union House .. 467 The Home of the Mayhews .. Memoir of the late Rev. S. Truth: its Power and Importance The Holy Catholic Church .. 140 482, 531, 553 Danger of Self-Confidence .. 141 On deserting the Bible Society 486 Letter from an absent Pastor to Last Hours of a Minister's Wife Spirit .. .. 153 On Relative Duties Hints to Parents .. .. Notes of a Monthly Clerical So- The Spirit of Benevolence 202 Archbishop of Armagh's Charge 498 Memoir of the Rev. Thos. Jones, On Meditation and Prayer .. 500 On Christian Liberality .. 244 Little Fires The Right of the Laity to read Cain and Abel .. .. 535 Memoir of the Rev. Thos. Jones Caution for the Times .. 281, 329 Sketch of the late Elizabeth Fry 540 Progress in Divine Knowledge 290 Extract from the Bishop of Here- Hints to Admirers of Beautiful Invitation to United Prayer .. 556 .. 114 .. 137 146 155 249 : 295 Protestant Missions in Bengal -- 24-|Travels in Spain . An Inquiry into the predicted The Continental Echo, and Pro- character of Antichrist .. 26 - testant Witness Hankinson's Poems . . 27 | The Unity of the Church .. 351 Is Unauthorized Teaching always Browning, M.D. . .. Journal of a Visitation Tour, in Tracts. By the Rev. J. Spurgin.. 64 1843–4, .. .. Personal Declension and Revival The Unity of the Church .. 447 of Religion in the Soul .. Ireland and hier Church - .. 449 The True Church . . 502 119 Protestant Minstrelsy 86, 168, | Where shall Wisdom be found ? 212 210, 265, 310, 350, 402, 444, Tahiti—The Romish Mission .. 212 501, 548 “ I only want the Rose” .. The Prayers of the Faithful 86 Gen. ü. 5. 6, .. .. .. The Signs of the Times : 134 The Fallen Crown ... 167 The Eleventh Hour's Alarm .. 445 In Imitation of George Herbert 167 From the German of Ruckart.. 466. The Flower .... .. .. 211 | Hymn for the Sick and Sorrowful 492 THE YOUTH'S REMEMBRANCER. Work of the Lord ... .. 261 | A Tract given at a Ball. . . 361 Society for the Propagation of Protestant Orphan Society in the Gospel in Foreign Parts 32 Ireland .. 415 Missionary 34, 38, 69, 177, 277, Colonial Church Society 318, 372, 422 Toleration of Christianity British and Foreign Bible Society China ....... .. 471 71, 223, Meeting at Liverpool for Chris- The Jews .. .. 72, tian Union.. Protestant Reformation in France 76 The New German Reformation.. 508 Advances since the Peace .. 80 Speech of a French Gentleman at National Prosperity... 83 a Bible Society .. .. 520 Popery 74, 122, 169, 222, 321, Switzerland 520 363, 421, 561 Liverpool Institution for Inquir- SUMMARY OF PASSING VENTS ., 132, 178, 228, 279,-325, 373, 422 THE CHRISTIAN GUARDIAN, AND CHURCH OF ENGLAND MAGAZINE. JANUARY, 1845. MEMORIALS OF THE ENGLISH MARTYRS.-No. XII. BY THE REV. CHARLES B. TAYLER, M.A. CAERMARTHEN.-CARDIFF. RAWLINS WHITE, MARTYR. The most sad and shameful day that ever dawned upon this fallen earth was the most glorious day that her children ever saw. A still more glorious day is yet to come, for He who came in deep humility, and expired under the hands of his murderers, and departed in that human body in which he had yielded to death, and in which he had, by yielding, conquered death, He will come again in His glory to sit upon the throne of his glory, and to take possession of His kingdom, and to reign in righteousness. He will then come to be glorified in His saints, and to be admired in all them that believe ; and then will be the day of perfect glory for the church triumphant. Still that sad day of unspeakable suffering and shame and death, was the most glorious day this earth has ever yet seen. It was the day of glory to the church militant on earth--the day on which the great Shepherd and Bishop of our souls became the great martyr of the church, and this truth was propounded in the most affecting and astounding way to the world, that “the blood of the martyrs is the seed of the church.” For He who then agonized and bled was God as well as man -God manifest in the flesh—the foundation, rock, and the chief corner stone of His house, which is the church. It was in like manner a glorious day for the reformed church established in this country, when many of her first bishops became her martyrs—when the Archbishop of Canterbury, and the Bishops of London, and of Gloucester, and of Worcester, went forth in meek and resolute spirit to the stake and to the flames, choosing the reproach of Christ, and preferring rather to yield up their lives than to deny the faith. Thus they kept the truth which God had committed to them, pure and unadulterated, and thus the blood of our martyrs was indeed the seed of our church. Wales had also her martyr-bishop, and we are now journeying, my reader, from the eastern county of Kent, and the celebrated city of Canterbury, to the western shores of our Island, to the town of Caermarthen, where the honoured name of Robert Ferrar, Bishop of St. David's, has given a mournful interest to the spot where he suffered with unshaken faith and constancy for the love of Christ, and the pure creed of the gospel. I turn over the books of tourists among the wild mountain-scenery and the lovely vallies of Wales; but I look in vain in those volumes which I have seen for the name of the martyr-bishop, and for a memorial of his death. There is a groping for facts and narratives among the rubbish of old legendary histories, and an accurate detail of the improvements of modern times ; an account of promenades and ball-rooms and races; but not a word of Bishop Ferrar's trial and burning at Caermarthen, nor of the imprisonment and the martyrdom of Rawlins White at Cardiff, and at Chepstow. It was in this market place of Caermarthen, on the south side of that spot, where the high cross once stood, that the good Bishop, having been condemned and degraded by his false judge and accusers, was led forth to execution at the stake, and nobly gave up his life for the truth and the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ. But let us turn aside from this busy throng of buyers and sellers crowding the market place, to the venerable church, where the Bishop underwent those final examinations which issued in his death. Though now almost in the centre of the town, this church formerly stood without the walls of the ancient Caermarthen. It is said to have been once a fine specimen of the early English style of architecture, and was built in the form of a cross; but it has been altered and modernized, and of the old building, only the chancel, the nave, and the south transept are standing, and even here these modern windows have greatly changed the character of the edifice. At another time you may hear the story of Sir Rhys ab Thomas, whose tomb is the most noted of the ancient monuments of this church, and who fought under the Earl of Richmond at the battle of Bosworthfield, and is said to have slain Richard the third with his own hand, and was made Knight of the Garter on the spot. It is but very lately that a tablet has been put up here to the memory of the martyrbishop of Wales. Come, we will leave the town, and find some quiet spot where we may discourse together of that blessed man of God, Master Ferrar. I am a stranger here, but I have heard much of the beauties of the vale of the Towy. We have already caught some fine views of that noble river from the town, but if I mistake not, there is a pleasant lane leading from the high road which is now before us, and which will bring us to the point I wish to find. The sun is still high in the heavens, and the ascent is steep; but the thick foliage of the hedgerow-trees will shade us from its beams. Yes, this must be the lane, it leads only to the little church of Llangannor. Now we have gained the |