CATHERINE J.HECKER.Concord, May 31, 1844 .-- You speak of my situation as pleasant, and so it is to me.

Though the house is situated on the street of a village, the street is beautifully arched with trees for some distance, and my room is very pleasant.

One window is wholly shaded by sweet honeysuckle, which is now in blossom, filling the room with its mild fragrance.

The little humming-birds visit its flowers frequently without being disturbed by my presence." The diary, which runs side by side with these letters, was, as usual, the recipient of more intimate self-communings than could be shared with any friend.

It shows that although he was now well-nigh convinced of the truth of Catholicity, yet that he still felt a lingering indecision, produced, perhaps, by a haunting memory of the stern front of "discipline" he had encountered in Bishop Hughes.