CHAPTER IV.
Sunday Morning--Tares and Wheat--Teetotalism--Hearsay--Irish Family--What Profession ?--Sabbath Evening--Priest or Minister--Give us God.
On the Sunday morning, as we sat at breakfast, we heard the noise of singing in the street; running to the window, we saw a number of people, bareheaded, from whose mouths the singing or psalmody proceeded.

These, on inquiry, we were informed, were Methodists, going about to raise recruits for a grand camp-meeting, which was to be held a little way out of the town.

We finished our breakfast, and at eleven attended divine service at the Cathedral.

The interior of this holy edifice was smooth and neat, strangely contrasting with its exterior, which was rough and weather-beaten.

We had decent places found us by a civil verger, who probably took us for what we were--decent country people.