the age of between three and four years her place was supplied by the loving care and watchful training of one to whom was due the early formation of his character, and whom he loved to the end with the deepest filial attachment.

On the return of the family from Toronto, where the Rev. Joseph Harris, D.D., had been from 1829 to 1838 the first Principal of Upper Canada College, established by the then Lieutenant-Governor Sir John Colborne, afterwards Lord Seaton, he took up his abode in Torquay.

The exceeding beauty of Torbay, the spot where the rocks of Dartmoor run far enough south to reach the sea, together with the warmth of the climate, had for a good many years past been raising the original fishing village of Tor Mohun into a resort of invalids, and it was scarcely ten years since the brother of the second Mrs. Harris, the Rev. James Yonge, as Perpetual Curate of the chapel of St. John, which had already been built in Torquay to supply the needs of visitors, had there fulfilled a memorable ministry, making all the deeper impression because he combined the earnest vigour then attributed only to the Evangelical school with soundness and orthodoxy as a Churchman. He had, too, given an individual attention to the sick visitors at their homes such as was not then considered as usual, and his ministrations were held in grateful memory

by many a recovered patient and many a bereaved family.

Other and more present ties combined to attach Dr. and Mrs. Harris to the spot. They bought a house then on the outskirts, and in 1848 the vicarage of Tor Mohun and Cockington was presented to Dr. Harris.

George Harris, always a bright, eager, conscientious boy, full of high spirits, but always trustworthy, obedient and reverent, had gone to school first at Exmouth, under the kind and appreciative care of the Rev. J. Penrose, and was transferred from thence to Harrow, then under Dr. Vaughan, in both places gaining warm approbation from his masters and deep affection from his school-fellows, some of whom felt their association with him to have been happy for their principles. His health was never of the robust kind that could bear a great strain, and thus he never attained very marked distinction during his educational course, though he never failed to acquit himself with credit, and to win high esteem.

In 1852 he went to Exeter College, Oxford, and thus came under the influence of Dr. William Sewell, to whom he always felt that he owed very much. His mind had from the first been bent upon the ministry, but with the simplicity and earnestness that made the choice a joy to him, not a reason for any of the unnatural gravity with which young candidates are

sometimes reproached. His nature was eminently lively and sociable, full of mirth and playfulness, with keen intellectual curiosity and strong appreciation of beauty of all kinds, and all who recollect him must connect him with whatever was pleasant and joyousever the most eager in all innocent amusements, and with an unfailing fund of drollery which put every little incident in a witty or grotesque light.

When his Oxford course was finished he went for a year to reside at Islip with the Rev. M. B. F. B. Lightfoot, under whose instruction and guidance he threw himself earnestly into such parochial work as a layman could undertake while reading in preparation for Holy Orders.

Mr. Lightfoot writes, "How thoroughly and deservedly did he win the love of all who came in his way. He did everything with all his might, and yet he acted with so much temper and judgment that there could be no misunderstanding of a word that he said."

After leaving Mr. Lightfoot he arranged to undertake a curacy under the Rev. Charles E. Kennaway, then vicar of Chipping Campden, and there too he worked for a time as a lay helper. Mr. Kennaway writes, "I remember well the youthful appearance and the beautiful freshness of his whole look and demeanour when he first, with his blue tie and stripling's gait, carried on his work. When the time. arrived and he entered on the solemnities of the

ministerial character, I need not say how in the old village town of Campden he concentrated his energies." He was ordained deacon in 1857, and priest in 1858. Towards the end of his two years at Campden he was called away to Torquay by a very severe and protracted illness of his father, during which he made up his mind that his assistance was essential at home, so that he resigned his curacy at Chipping Campden and was licensed as assistant curate at Tor Mohun.

All this time Torquay had been in a state of rapid growth. A city of villas was rising on the slopes of broken ground, space being made and materials procured by the blasting away of the limestone rock, while the requirements of the additional inhabitants attracted a large population of tradespeople, and, of course, likewise of poor.

Church room was a necessity. The old mother church of Tor Mohun, though carefully restored and fitted, could not be enlarged. It is one of the typical Devonshire churches, perpendicular in architecture, with a square battlemented tower, and is besides so closely hemmed in with graves that expansion was impossible. Numerous churches had sprung up in the district around, representing many shades of doctrine, but these chiefly accommodated the visitors and the villa population, while the original fishing inhabitants, who had formed the nucleus, as well as

the commercial portion of the town, still could only belong to the parent church, and the resort of the rich to the constantly-arising buildings could not but squeeze them out of it.

Whatever a well-worked parish machinery could effect by organizing district-visitors, setting all the willing to work under supervision, was already in hand when George Harris came on the scene as

curate.

There are many difficulties in the way of a young clergyman working in the home of his youth to set against the advantage of his familiar knowledge of the locality, especially when he becomes curate to his own father. It is hardly possible that, in the course of his clerical education, he should not have acquired ideas that are not those with which his elders started in life. Each cannot help being a man of his own time, and this is very apt to result either in disloyalty, or in dutiful patience sinking with time into slackness.

Happy the father and son who can live and work together in such deep inner sympathy, that forbearance on both sides is no slackening of energy, and the ardour of youth is tempered by the wisdom of elder years, not restrained and embittered.

On his first return, while still young, George Harris was content to be an obedient but active element in the existing system, working eagerly at the schools,