| CHAPTER I. |
| A Cold Summer Voyage. |
| A Pleasant Memory.—A Depressing Start.—Discomforts at Sea.—Life on a German Steamship.—The Unification of the World.—All's Well that Ends Well.—Arrival at Southampton, | 9 |
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| CHAPTER II. |
| A Visit to the Town of Dr. Isaac Watts. |
| A Sheltered Harbor with Double Tides.—Historical Interest of Southampton: Canute, William the Conqueror, William Rufus, Richard Lion Heart, the Pilgrim Fathers.—The Chief Distinction of the Town.—Statue of Dr. Watts.—Sketch of the great hymn writer, | 16 |
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| CHAPTER III. |
| Salisbury, Sarum, and Stonehenge. |
| A Fascinating Cathedral Town.—Rural Scenery in Southern England.—Impressiveness of Stonehenge.—Other Things of Interest About Salisbury.—What the Bishop Said About the Presbyterian Form of the Early Church, | 21 |
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| CHAPTER IV. |
| Winchester Worthies: Alfred the Great, Izaak Walton, Thomas Ken. |
| Memorials of Kings Good and Bad.—Memorial of the Gentle Fisherman.—Wit in Winchester College.—A Lovely Churchman.—Ken's Defiance of James II., | 28 |
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| CHAPTER V. |
| The Ugliness and the Charm of London. |
| A Vast and Dingy Metropolis.—The Æsthetic Value of Soot.—Brick versus Stone.—Scotch Cities' Stately, but Gloomy.—Brightness of Paris.—Immensity and Multitude.—The Body is More than Raiment, | 34 |
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| CHAPTER VI. |
| The English View of the Fourth of July. |
| Ambassador Choate's Reception.—Increasing Friendliness Between America and England.—How the English Now View the American Revolution.—A Fair Statement of the Question and the Conflict.—What England Learned from Fighting Against Her Own Principles.—The Monument of Washington in St. Paul's Cathedral.—The Possible Union of Canada and the United States, | 41 |
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| CHAPTER VII. |
| How the English Regard the Americans. |
| Former Prejudices Passing Away.—The English Admit that America Holds the Future.—English Candor and English Inconsistency.—A Sectarian Measure in Parliament.—What Scotchmen Think of the Education Bill.—Passive Resistance of the Nonconformists, | 49 |
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| CHAPTER VIII. |
| The British Republic and the House of Commons. |
| The Real Ruler of the British Empire.—The House of Parliament.—Getting into the Lower House.—The Debate and the Debaters.—Harcourt, Bryce, Campbell-Bannerman, Lloyd-George, John Dillon, Arthur Balfour.—The Incongruity of a Presbyterian Prime Minister.—English and American Oratory, | 55 |
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| CHAPTER IX. |
| Cambridge and her Schools. |
| The Cathedral Route.—The Two University Towns.—Cambridge More Progressive than Oxford.—The Presbyterian Element.—The Two Most Learned Women in the World.—Westminster College.—The Same Difficulties About Candidates for the Ministry, | 63 |
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| CHAPTER X. |
| From England to Scotland— The Eastern Route. |
| The Land of the Mountain and the Flood.—Melrose, Abbotsford, and Dryburgh.—The Wizard of the North.—Edinburgh.—Temporary Residence in Auld Reekie.—Public Worship in Scotland.—Organ, Choir, and Congregation.—Bibles in the Churches, | 68 |
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| CHAPTER XI. |
| Some English and Scotch Preachers. |
| Dean Farrar in Westminster Abbey.—Mr. Haweis and Dr. Wace.—Spurgeon, Parker, and Hughes.—Moravian Mission House.—General Booth.—Scottish Mind and Scottish Heart.—Dr. Marcus Dods.—Dr. George Matheson.—Dr. Whyte and Mr. Black.—Interview with Professor Sayce.—The Inevitable Subject, | 75 |
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| CHAPTER XII. |
| Echoes of a Spicy Book on Scotland. |
| A Unique Prayer for Prince Charlie.—Church-Going in Edinburgh.—The Bibles, the Sermons, the Prayers, the Music.—Jenny Geddes and her Stool.—The Disruption in 1843.—A Sermon-Taster with a Nippy Tongue.—Scottish and American Repartee, | 87 |
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| CHAPTER XIII. |
| Is the Scottish Character Degenerating? |
| "Mine Own Romantic Town."—The Seamy Side of Edinburgh.—The Cause of Her Wretchedness.—Not Lack of Native Ability, nor Disregard of the Sabbath, but the Curse of Strong Drink.—Appalling Statistics.—A Lesser Menace, | 100 |
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| CHAPTER XIV. |
| Stirling, the Lakes, and Glasgow. |
| The Wallace Monument.—Memorials of the Martyrs.—Margaret Wilson.—The Covenanters.—The Author of "The Men of the Moss Hags."—Aberfoyle, The Trossachs, L
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