efficacious system to influence the minds of the young, by keeping before their eyes the images of the great men whose successors and representatives they are. An Eton boy cannot help feeling exultation and dignity as he walks down the upper school, and surveys the busts of the celebrated men who formerly trod the same ground with himself, and now look upon the school of their boyhood like tutelary genii of the place.

I cannot help remarking that our schools, generally, appeal very little to the imagination and feelings of boys. They make little or no use of association, which is, nevertheless, one of the most powerful instruments in the government and discipline of the human understanding. In general, the school room is the dirtiest place in the establishment; whereas, I cannot help thinking that any association with learning should be made agreeable, and, as far as possible, delightful. Indeed, the disinclination to learning felt by many men in after life, may perhaps be attributed, not unreasonably, to the unpleasant associations with which instruction in boyhood was conveyed to them. The busts placed in the upper school at Eton, regarded in this point of view, seem most worthy of remark and admiration.

Let me conclude with an old motto, and a pure aspiration

Floreat Etona!

IVER CHURCH AND THE TREATY

HOUSE, UXBRIDGE.

Great suit and controversy there arose,

Touching the sacred statutes of the realm;

For liberty and law were then as foes,

Arm'd 'gainst each other with the sword and helm.

But to be just, then love with law must go,

And liberty be led by wisdom's hand;
Obedience thus her rightful duty know,

And the mild sceptre sway a happy land.
J. MITFORD.

A VERY pleasant day may be passed at these two places, and the drive to Iver, through Stoke, although the country is generally flat, has much to attract attention. The farm-houses, the cottages, and numerous orchards, are all characteristic of this part of Buckinghamshire, and the flowery and ferny banks of the lanes are very pleasing.

The church of Iver is one of those old village structures which is very striking. It has a fine tower, bold projecting buttresses, early gothic windows, and a beautiful archway leading into the

church. Much ivy is growing about it, and old yew-trees, so frequently to be found in the churchyards of Buckinghamshire, are to be seen here.

There are some curious and interesting monuments and brasses in the church, and one of the oldest fonts I have met with, which however is sadly disfigured by an unsightly wooden covering. The fondness of churchwardens for whitewash, on account of its cheapness and ready application, has probably been the occasion of concealing many old frescoes in this church. Some of the ancient colours are still peeping out here and there, and it is much to be regretted that the care of our interesting country churches, instead of being left to the ignorant and vulgar, should not have their decorations and improvements placed in the hands of those who would restore the taste of our forefathers. Rural deans, if they had any, might do much good in this respect. That many very curious decorations might be discovered under successive coats of whitewash, cannot be doubted.

On one of the monuments is an inscription in Latin, beneath a figure kneeling, recording that John King was killed by having a shoemaker's awl stuck into his forehead by a relation whom he had fostered in his house, named Roger Parkinson, when he was drunk.

There is also a monument erected to perpetuate the memory of Venturus Mandy, which I am

not aware has yet been noticed by antiquaries, and of whom I have been unable to find an account in the Biographia Britannica. The inscription is as follows:

"Beneath this place lyes interred the body of Venturus Mandy, of the parish of St. Giles' in the fields, in the county of Middlesex, bricklayer, and son of Michael Mandy, bricklayer, and grandson of Venturus Mandy, of this parish, bricklayer, who had the honour of being bricklayer to the honourable Society of Lincoln's Inn from the year of our Lord 1667 to the day of his death. He was studious in the mathematicks, and wrote and published 3 books for the public good, one entitled Mellificium Mensionis, or the Marrow of Measuring, another of Mechanic Powers, or the Mystery of Nature and Art Unvayled, the third an Universal Mathematical Synopsis. He also translated into English, Directorium Generale Uranometricum: and Trigonometria Plana et Sphærica Linearis et Logarithmica; Auctore Fr. Bonaventura Cavalerio, Mediolanensi; and some other tracts, which he designed to have printed if death had not prevented him. He dyed the 26th day of July, Anno Domini 1701, aged 66 years and upwards."

This bricklayer, who must have been a man of talent and learning, left five pounds to the poor of his parish.

The celebrated TREATY HOUSE at Uxbridge will well repay a visit to it. It was an ancient family residence of considerable extent, but much of it has been removed, and it is now the Crown Inn. The rooms, however, in which the commissioners of Charles the First and those of the Parliament met, are still to be seen, and the fine

old oak carvings and pannels are in the best state of preservation. The worthy hostess of the inn informed me that she had been offered a considerable sum of money for them, nor is this to be wondered at. They probably, however, bring many strangers to her house to see these interesting rooms, and the inn is also well situated for anglers, who ply their rods in the adjoining river Colne, so celebrated for its trout.