these forlorn tonhs, which in spring time, sh« sprinkles with purple violets, pink "bells and pure white stars of " Bethel ehea". Beygnd the cliff the "blue waters of St. Mary's Bay sweep over the site of the sunken Island, a few stones and a small pile of clay riseatove the waves and mark the spot where, long "before the creed of Calvin was known in the land, "brave sons of Trance were laid to rest wiJ, L the loving care of that church whose priests daily make intercession for the living and the dead.