scribed, also two summer meetings of the Society held in country parishes. Mr. Aylwin was host to one of these which was held in St . Stephen's, Burlington , and he attended another with one of his Burlington wardens: On the second night, as we both wanted to get home, we drove all night, reaching Kensington about daylight. We should have been there earlier, but my guide directed me to take a wrong turn, so that we nearly wound up on the sea-girt shore of the Island. This same man was a trea¬ sure, for he took religion seriously, and together with several others was seldom too busy to do anything needed for the Church. About four miles beyond Irishtown there was a district called , where there was quite a large fishing population. But few of them had rigs, so he suggested that I should hold occasional services in their schoolhouse. . . To assure good singing he promised to get some male friends to drive over with him, and when I got there a few minutes before the appointed time I found him waiting outside. He said the place was packed; so we got to work at once. What singing we did have, and what an interest these people did take in their little service, which was so encouraging that we repeated it on several occasions. It was quite a comfort to me when I discovered that at several houses in the Irishtown congregation regular family prayer was held, and that the petitions offered up always included one for the clergyman of the parish. The writer goes on to tell that one of his laymen wrote a paper on "Giving", which was afterwards printed. He commented: The success of this man suggests the possibility that the Church does not make sufficient use of her laymen. It is also quite evident that if this young man could work a large farm unaided, and at the same time manage to be a 'reading' man, that every other farmer could do likewise. Mr. Aylwin includes several anecdotes,—his efforts on behalf of an alcoholic, his bout with influenza, the baby who, when being baptized, pulled his beard, the mother who could neither spell her infant's name or pronounce it properly, a reminiscence of Mr. Reagh , a drive in a blizzard ("the good old Prince Edward Island easterly snowstorm is hard to beat") an experience with a runaway horse, and an admiring description of his speedy mare, Daisy. Several references to his visitation of the sick and unfortunate are included: One of the most spiritually-minded persons I have ever met, and one whom I never visited without a great deal of benefit to myself, was an aged, helpless, crippled woman, - in very humble circumstances, a Mrs. Adams of , who at the time I saw her had been bed-ridden for eigh¬ teen years. Often as I went to see her I never found her 45