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Grammar School he was for a time with the late Dr. Greenwood,
in New Street, the idea of his parents being that he should qualify
for the medical profession. Dr. Greenwood and other friends soon
perceived that the chief forte of the youth was divinity, and before
long the young man proceeded to Trinity College, Dublin, where in
due course he took his degree and eventually entered the ministry.
He read much and wrote much ; among his earliest productions of
promise being his account of the " Wreck of the Rothesay Castle."
One of his sisters used to call him " Kirke White."

Dr. Hathornthwaite had for a fellow-student Dr. Ball, who
became Lord Chancellor of Ireland. The rev. gentleman, so long
justly esteemed in Lancaster, had a successful university career.
He took his B.A. in 1834, obtained one of the Vice-Chancellor's
prizes for Latin verse, and became L.L.D. in 1861. He has been
described as the " Roman orator and early Christian father com-
bined.'" After serving the parish of St. Anne's 1 1 years, he retired
on Sunday, April nth, 1875. ^' s famous speech on the establish-
ment of an idiot Asylum, delivered in the Shire Hall in 1864, is still
remembered and spoken of as one of his ablest deliverances.

Dr. Hathornthwaite was by no means weak as a writer of
English verse. The retrospective poem on his native town inspired


chiefly in the old churchyard, breathes forth a spirit of genuine
poetry. It is written with great feeling and clothed in thai noblest
style of literary tailoring', namely, blank verse. The author recalls
the faces of those whom he knew and loved in his early days ; he
re-animates the last sunset of the old-time generation, and sanctifies
the churchyard anew by calling- our attention to the fact that the
disembodied souls are still influencing the locality which he, like
others long before him, loved from life's first morn. The poem to
which I call attention commences : —

Weary with wandering in the desert world
Gladly I turn to thee, old Lancaster,
And view thy hoary towers and calm retreats
Retrace thy lovely glades, and quiet scenes
Of rural blessedness, and sauntering go
Along thy verdant banks, delightful Lune :
Once more re-visit all the pretty spots
Sacred to youth and earliest memory.
And all the blissful charms of innocence
Life's freshest, purest, sweetest holidays :
But chief that sacred hill, on which thy church
Stands nobly, and the fragrant names around
from many a letter'd tombstone softly breathe
And claim the tear of silent sympathy ,
And all the past comes floating o'er the soul
In waves of gentlest sorrow ; here alone
At evening, oh ! how sweet to walk among,
The hallow'd footsteps of departed days
And in a dream of bliss to meet the shades
Of those we loved.

Like a few besides him, the author felt that he lived in a period of
transition, when all former things were gradually passing away,
and he gives us the sense of losing something in diction terse and
sublime. The description of the priory church, of its bells, and of

That tuneful voice
Now sweet, subdued, lull'd to the gentlest fall
Like whispers trickling from a seraphs tongue,

is not merely scholarly and classical, but as heart-touching as it is
original. He further says :—

Oh ! Manby ! while the church of Lancaster
Dwells in my memory, thou shah ever be
Still vicar there ; the voice, the form, the man,
Have stamped their image on the Parish Church.


The lamp of poetic feeling- which draws its flame from the unseen
and more solid substances of the spirit realm, shines in all its
undimmed resplendence when he exclaims : —

Why, when I see a distant village spire

Or rustic church or antiquated house,

Or shapeless ruin of the olden days,

Does gentle sorrow seize me ? Why within

Does feeling melt in tender languishing?

Why weeps my heart in drooping teai fulness ?

Where now are those, a voice within me cries,

Who lived and worshipped here, and bought awhile

And sold, and married wives, and tilled the land,

Planted and builded, died and passed away ?

Inexpressively beautiful are his allusions to the Old Grammar
School, the holy-day, and the passing of the scholars to the Church
with their ancient master and ushers. His comments on the
words " In the midst of life we are in death," first put together by
Notker, a monk of St. Gall, in the year 911, while watching some
workmen erecting a bridge in peril of their lives, are very significant.
And none the less vivid is his poetic picture of Sir Richard Owen,
and that too, we may add, of the learned Dr. Whewell. Then
follow lively portraits of Justice Bayley, and the assizes, executions,
and analyses oi the oratorical abilities of Scarlett and Brougham,
who won their great est triumphs in the Crown Court of Lancaster

Next the holy life of Robert Housman is lengthily dwelt
upon, and every now and then some heavenly comparison falls
naturally into the verse, and renders the reading of it a real
pleasure even to him not usually given to perusing such writings.
His poem, "The Seasons, ' is a translation from the Greek, and in
it he makes the often heavy-syllabled English approach the divine
Italian, so much of a purist has he shown himself without revealing
any conscious search after purism. The poem is heralded by a
most chaste Latin preface. Those who read it and are good
judges will naturally think that he deserves comparison with some
of the grand Catholic authors of ages ago. Exempla aliquot rejerre
et interpretari rem plarmis demonstrabit.


Dr. Hathornthwaite died on the 6th May, 1884, aged 71 ; and
lies in the Lancaster Cemetery, his tomb being distinguished by a
lofty pillar, on the upper part of which are the words — "Requiem
aeternam dona ei Domine" ("Eternal rest give unto him, O Lord").

Rev. J. C. M. Bellew.

The Rev. J. C. M. Bellew, was another able son oi'

The following account is taken from a sketch of the dis-
tinguished elocutionist's life.

Mr. Bellew was the only child of an infantry officer, Captain Robert Higgin,
ofH.M. 1 2th Regiment, and was born at Lancaster, August 3rd, 1823. lie was
descended through his mother, whose maiden name was Bellew, from the O'Briens,
Kails of Thomond, and was educated at the Grammar School, Lancaster ; and in
1842 was entered as a student at St. Mary's Hall, Oxford. On attaining- his
majority in 1844, he discarded his father's name and assumed his mother's maiden
name, being chiefly led to do this by the fact of his descent on the mother's side.
Ordained in 1848, he was appointed a curate of St. Andrew's, Worcester ; thence in
1850, translated to the curacy of Prescot. In 1851, he went to the East Indies, where
he was at once made a chaplain of St. John's Cathedral, Calcutta. This position he
held four years, during part of which time, besides writing for Tlic Morning Post,
he edited The Bengal Hurkaru. On his return to England in 1855, he was
appointed assistant minister of St. Philip's, Regent Street London. In 1857, he took
sole charge of St. Mark's, Hamilton Terrace, Marylebone. This he left in 1862, to
become incumbent of Bedford Chapel, Bloomsbury. From 1855, to 1S67 he was one
of the most popular of London preachers, and it was said that no preacher of his time
poNsessed greater oratorical powers by nature, and that no man had Uiken greater
pains to cultivate and improve them. In 1868, after nearly twenty years of clerical
life, during which he had published se\eral volumes of sermons, he resigned his position
as a clergyman, and became a convert to Roman Catholicism, to which faith his
mother had always belonged. That he was sincere is proved by the fact that lie gave
up by this change not less than /~l,ooo a year, lie look two tours to America and
on returning the last time prostrated, died at 16, Circus Road, St. John's Wood, June
19th, 1874, aged 50.

Besides the volumes of sermons already referred to, and a work of kindred
character entitled "The Seven Churches of Asia Minor," Mr. Bellew, published, in
1863, a book on " Shakespeare's Home at New Place, Stratford-upon-Avon, being a



history of the Great House built in the reign of King Henry VII. by Sir Hugh Cloptoro
Knight, and subsequently the property of William Shakespeare, Gentleman, wherein
he lived and died.'" In 1865, he published a three volume novel, entitled " Blount
Tempest," and in 1868, a carefully annotated English Anthology from Chaucer to
Aytoun, not inaptly designated " Poet's Corner, A Manual for Students in English
Poetry, with Biographical Sketches of the Authors.''

In the Lancaster Gazette of February 5th, 1842, is a specimen
of Mr. Bellew's poetic ability. The following " Lines were written
by the Altar of St. Mary's Church on the clay of the christening of
the Prince of Wales." They are only equalled by the "Lines
written before time in the churchyard." The poem reads thus : —

When last I trod this mimic stage 'twas known
Ere next we enter'd that old Time's grim throne
And silver'd season would have distant flown.
" We only part to meet again next year,"
I said — and felt its echo in a tear.
" Only." Alas ! 'twas well we thus should sing,
But who could tell what this year's day might bring ?
Or who should see the budding of fair spring ?
I know some eyes that read those words are gone ;
I know some lips which now are cold as stone,
Which then were warm with life. Some forms I know
Who last year rais'd their hands to want and woe
That are no more. Oh, 'tis a painful feel
To know we live unscath'd by Death's cold steel,
And fresh with life — thus look around and see
So many living — dead with poverty.
Such, and far other thoughts broke through my mind,
As does the mist before the morning wind ;
So my glad soul the clouds of care had driven
And mounted, in its fairy world, to heaven.
Resides yon altar, with deep awe and fear,
I stood ; for though no earthly form was near,
Vet well I knew that God was everywhere ;
But 'twas delight — for then I felt the place
Was the fit temple of our Saviour's grace :
(1) In form a just resemblance of this life,

Leading where cares must cease, and toil and strife :

The portal door, as entrance to the world,

Opens the stage where life's course is unfurl'd :

And by its side the stony-font proclaims

Their new-born infants o'er their birth-right stains

Regenerate — before them is that aisle —

The aisle of peace which greets them with a smile ;

The aisle o'er which how many a saint has trod,

The aisle that leads them from this earth to God ;

As they pass on, lo ! rais'd in modest pride,

The pulpit stands, a guardian by their side,

To watch their course, to teach them, and to say

The words of life, that lead to heaven the way.


But in the distance stands the point, the end,

For which they enter, where their footsteps bend.

The altar. There of did the Lord shone bright,

And tens of thousands trembled at the sight ;

But not the temple in its princely show,

But not those shrines in all their gilded glow.

Nor their vast wealth, their pomp, and their display,

Were better than the altars of our day :

There gladdened men, the greatest to the least,

Bend, humbled on their knees, to eat the feast ;

There 'stablish'd faith in joy fulness may come,

And picture there the type of his last home.

(2) " Oh ! Lancaster, thou ' refuge church,' " I cried.
Shrine of my God — to which in youthful pride

I look'd, and where upon my brow was shed

The mark of Him who bent His holy head

For man. Bright temple rais'd upon a hill

That all may see, but, oh ! a graveyard still ;

In youth we come to thee and pledge our faith ;

In age we come — and sleep with thee in death.

More solemn was the scene for them, I thought,

While there I stood our Infant Prince was brought

To Windsor's Chapel — then to be receiv'd

Within the Church of Martyrs who believ'd,

And dying— seal'd with their best blood the truth ;

Deeply I pray'd that such might be this youth ;

That England on its throne might see again

A prince, as holy as those sainted men,

The while I thought on him my mind return'd

To those who bled for Christ, whose bosoms burn'd

For the pure truth ; how gladly did I look

To that past age, whose faith no hardship shook,

To that dread time when England, to her loss,

Saw the throne stoop, and martyr'd for the cross ;

How proudly may our Church, amid her woes.

Look back to them thus trampled by their foes,

And think her body has already given

(3) A martyr'd bishop, and a King to Heaven.
Methought while our young prince lay girded round
With royalty and hope — if the firm ground

(4) Could ope its bowels — what a princely thing
Would it send forth for its first offering ;
Yet not, perhaps, more fair than that of old,

(5) Our native altar did to earth unfold ;

But may that son of England's hope and throne,—
Be well protected, when to manhood grown :
His country's idol, and his Church's friend,
A faithful Edward without Charles' end.
Rememb'ring well that in the shades of death
Are "clouds of witnesses " (6) to watch our faith ;
And so I trust that angels ever more,
As ministering forms, may watch our shore ;
May they look down upon our throne and Queen,
To guard her life through every changing scene,
And may the future heir to England's realm,
Be found a pilot fit to guide her helm ;
Bold as a man, a guardian to his land,
The State's best friend, the Church's surest band.
A child receiv'd — may he her father be,
Blest in his life, blest in eternity.


Notes, (i) It is a very beautiful idea to compare the buildings of our
ancient Churches with the course of a Christian through this life.

(2) " Thou refuge Church." Many persons, in fact most, will not perhaps
be aware that Lancaster was what in former times, previous to the Reformation, was
called " A Church of Refuge. " The principle is easily traced on the Continent.
However foul a crime a person may commit if he fly to the shrine of a refuge Church
during the period of remaining there he is in perfect safety. The same feeling of
refuge is of course applicable to guilty Christians.

(3) It will be remembered by most persons that the reformed Church of
England has given birth to two martyrs, a Bishop, and a King.

(4) King Charles was removed from Whitehall to Windsor for interment,
where, man)' will recollect, his body was found in the reign of George IV.

(5) I believe a strange account connected with the Altar of Lancaster
Church is not generally known ; on this ground I shall use the substance on a future

(6) It has been observed, " we are only a Church of the living, but in com-
munion with the dead." St. Paul certainly speaks very decidedly concerning
ministering angels.

The signature is "J. C. Higgin, Scale Hall."

Eminent Divines closely identified with Lancaster.

Seth Bushell, D.D.

This former Vicar of Lancaster won the good opinion of all
classes, because he was evidently a man of most unprejudiced
character. His vicariate was only brief, being from June 19th, 1682,
to 1684. To his energy succeeding vicars were indebted for an
enlarged and improved parsonage house. His name will live when
his epitaph is no longer decipherable. The following is a free
translation of this epitaphic inscription alluded to*: —

" Alas ! Behold here is deposited [the body] of Seth Bushell,
S.S.J. P. Servant of God and the Reformed Church of England.
Most willingly and faithfully he laboured in the days of both
Charleses, devoting himself through life to the church's best interests,
ruling over the parish three years. Among his exemplary deeds
must be mentioned the restoration of the church-house during his
ministry. He bade farewell to this world in the hope of a resur-
rection to immortality on the 6th of November, 1684, at the age of



The Bushells were a very ancient family, dating from the
Norman Conquest. Dr. Bushell, vicar of Lancaster, was grandfather
to Dr. Bushell, founder of Goosnargh Hospital. The tomb of the
latter is still to be seen on the south side, if I remember correctly,

of St. Andrews churchyard, Leyland.

The Tyldesley Diary, page 160, contains the following
genealogical items : —

" The Rev. William Bushell was the curate of Goosnargh and rector od
Heysham. He was born on the 5th March. 1661, at Spoute House, Euxton, and
was buried at Goosnargh, 30th April, 1735. lie was the father of William Bushell,
M.B. , the founder of Goosnargh Hospital, who was born about 1690, and who died
on the 7th June, 1735, anc ' was buried at Goosnargh. Dr. Bushell (as he is generally
styled) married first Elizabeth, daughter and co-heiress of William Parkinson, of
Preston, gentleman, ioth February, 1725-6, and she dying in 1727, he married second
Mary, only daughter of Thomas Molyneux, of Preston, Esq., a younger son of Sir
John Molyneux, Bart., of Teversall, by Lucy, daughter of Alexander Rig-by, of
Middleton. An only daughter, Elizabeth, the issue of the first marriage, was born in
1727, and died on the 7th of July, 1745, when in accordance with the will of her
father the estates were devoted to the founding of Goosnargh Hospital. Colonel
Fish wick in his " History of Goosnargh, : " tells us that the Bushells were not of that
township, but had for several generations lived at Cuerden, in the parish of Leyland,
and were in all probability descended from Warin Bussell, first Baron of Penwortham,
who was living in the time of the Conqueror, and held lands in that neighbourhood.
Thomas Bushell, of Cuerden, had issue Edward, who by his wife Joanna had issue
Adam, Thomas, Alice, and Elizabeth. The first married Alice, daughter of John
Loggan, of Garstang, and dying about 1627 left issue a son, Seth Bushell, D.D.,
born in 1621, vicar of Preston and Lancaster, and died 8th November, 1684. He
was thrice married, first to Mary, daughter of Mr. Roger ffarington, of Leyland, and
she dying s.p. he married second Mary, daughter of Mr. William Stansfield, of
Euxton, 23rd July, 1657, by whom he had issue as hereafter ; and third, Elizabeth, a
widow, who was buried at Preston, 16th July, 1697. The issue of the second
marriage was Clemence, born at Euxton in 1658, who married Richard Crombrock,
17th Octobtr, 1682 ; Adam, born 1660, and buried at Preston 15th June, 1696,
leaving a son Seth Bushell, living in 1722-3-5, wdio was buried at Goosnargh on the
8th January, 1754 ; William, curate of Goosnargh, and rector of Heysham, of whose
descendants we have already spoken ; Alice, born 1664, and living in 1684 ; Mary,
born 1666, who married Mr. Taylor; Seth, living in 16S2 ; and Samuel, living in


Elizabeth Bushell, daughter of Dr. Bushell, founder of Goosnargh Hospital,
died 7th July, 1745, under the age of 21, and the late residence of the Bushell family
was converted into the hospital. According to an indenture dated 31st October,
1809, Dr. Bushell died on the 10th of June, 1735.

The Chartulary of the Abbey of Evesham, Worcestershire, states that Warin
Bussel gave to the Church of Evesham, the Church of Penwortham, and the Church of
Leiland, the Chapel of Meols, with their appendancies. The same Warin gave the
whole town of Farington with its appurtenances, and his son Richard gave to the
Church of Evesham six bovates of land in Longeton ; — the entire Church of Leyland,
which returns two marks (equal to £1 6 8) and the Chapel of Meols, which returns
3 shillings. Albert, brother of Richard, gave two bovates in Leiland, and the assart
of Blackesawe. The aforesaid Richard also gave the fourth part of his fishery.

In demolishing the old Church of St. Wilfrid, Preston, commonly called St.
John's Church, an old grave-stone was found, on which, upon a brass, was this
inscription : — " Here lyeth Seafh BvsHell, woollen draper, baylife, and a brother of
Preston, dying the XV Sepr., 1623, aged 53, gave unto his Kinesfoolkes and God-
children in legacies VI. C. L. (,£6co), also XX. L. (£i2o) to the poore of this tovvne
for ever, the use to be given (id est interest) to be given the said poore by the major
or his deputie at Christ and Paster, 4 (£4) to the poore of Leeland and Walton al
out of his charitable minde."

The Seth to whom this brass referred, would very probably be a grand-
uncle of Dr. Bushell, vicar of Lancaster. The late Mr. W. Dobson rescued the
inscription some thirty-seven years ago. The workmen engaged in restoring the
Church had sold it for old metal.

In the Ducatus Lancastrice I find the following Bushell
entries : —

18th Elizabeth. William Bussell, plaintiff, Thomas Butler, defendant ;
matter of dispute, specified farm lands and tenements in Burton Woode, Lancashire.

22nd Elizabeth. William Bussell in right of Sir Thomas Butler, Knight,
Margery Ap-Powell (otherwise Davie), defendant, and others ; matter of dispute,
distress for rent of lands and tenements and pound breach in Burton Wood Lordship
and Much Sonkey, Lancashire.

23rd Elizabeth. William Bussell, plaintiff, Ann Butler, defendant ; matter
of dispute, custom of county palatine as to goods and chattels of the deceased Sir
Thomas Butler, Knight, Bewsey, Lancashire.


28th Elizabeth. Edward Langton, plaintiff, and Adam Bushell, defendant;
matter of dispute, messuages and lands in Cuerden, Lancashire.

There is also an entry dated 23rd Elizabeth respecting the Attorney-
General on behalf of the Queen and Robert Pyke in right of Thomas Bushell, the

disputed matter consisting of meadow ground called Dockmeade in Uphaven, Wilts.

Dr. Bushell preached the funeral sermon of Sir Richard
Hoghton, Bart., who entertained King James I. at Hoghton Tower
in 1617. Sir Richard died November 12th, 1630, aged 60.*

William John Knox Little, M.A., Canon of Worcester


Among the most popular of clergymen of the Church of
England must be named the Rev. William John Knox Little, M.A. ,
Vicar of Hoar Cross, Staffordshire. This rev. gentleman, so well
known in and closely connected with Lancaster, was born on the
1st of December, 1839, at Stewartstown, County Tyrone, Ireland.
He received his early education at the Royal Grammar School,
Lancaster, his brother, Major Francis L. Gore Little, Chief Con-
stable of Preston, and he entering the said school in 1854. From
Lancaster he proceeded to Trinity College, Cambridge, taking a
third class honours degree in the Classical Tripos. In 1862 he
became assistant master at the Grammar School wherein he had
been a pupil, and in 1863 was ordained curate of Christ Church,
Lancaster, where he remained until about 1865, when he removed
to Hellifield. Thence he went to King's School, Sherborne, having
been appointed master of that school. About 1 870-1 we hear of
his becoming curate-in-charge of Turweston, Buckinghamshire,

*Exuvias eu! flic deposuit Seth bushell, S.S., J.P. Dei et Ecclesia
Anglicana Reformat. Usquam de votissimus, utrique Carola augustissimus
teraporibus pie fidelissimus ; post quam hanc ecclesia vita inculpabili el assiduis
concionibus per triennium feliciter rexisset. Ino tempore (inter alia pietatis
speciminia) parochi domum modo corn itu ram et instauravit auxit. Resurrectionis
Immortalitate vero natus calof maturus spe ferris valedixit.

. / Aetatis LXIII. \ is o

.Anno y Sa]utis l684 j IX VI


and in 1874 of his acceptance of the curacy of St. Thomas', Regent
Street, London, where he opened a special mission which included
midnight services largely attended. In 1875 he was presented to
the living of St. Alban's, Cheetwood, Manchester, by the Bishop of
Manchester. Here he remained until 1885, when he was offered
the living of Hoar Cross, Burton-on Trent. In 1881 he was made
a canon residentiary of Worcester Cathedral by Mr. Gladstone,
the canonry being vacated by the promotion of Dr. Bradley to the
Deanery of Westminster.

Canon Little married Annie, eldest daughter of Henry
Gregson, Esq., of Moorlands, Lancaster, in 1886. As an author
the reverend gentleman occupies a highly creditable position, and
his "Characteristics of the Christian Life," " Meditations on the
Three Hours' Agony," and " Motives of the Christian Life," are fair
specimens of his literary ability. Canon Little is a persuasive
extemporary preacher ; he has a touching manner, a splendid
voice and a magnetic power over his hearers. It is said that his

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