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LONDON LETTER. LsrECIALLY WIRED.1 [SY OUR GALLERY OOltRESPOXDF.XT.] LONDON", Tuesday Night. The sudden death of the Bishop of London places in the hands of the Prime Minister a piece of episcopal patronage of great value and importance. There had been rumours of his lordship's intention to resign his See, and the probability of his taking this step was considerable, looking at his age— seventy-four—and the enormous labour consequent upon the efficient administration of his populous diocese. It is true he had a suffragan in the Bishop of Bedford, who took from him a large portion of the work in the eastern part of the metropolis, but even with this assistance there was much more to be done than the Right Rev. prelate could properly manage. It appears that on Sunday he took part in the mid-day service in All Saints' Church, Fulham, very near his palace, on the back of the Thames, and in the evening preached in St. Paul's Cathedral, where the service was interrupted by a fanatic named Freund, who the Lord Mayor yesterday sent to prison for two months as an old offender in this direction. The bishop suffered for some time from in- termittent spasms in the region of the heart, and there is little doubt that this morning's lamentable event was the result of Sunday evening's unwonted excitement. A long time has elapsed since the death of a Bishop of London in the full discharge of his ecclesiastical duties, for when Dr, Tait was appointed in 1856 the vacancy was occasioned by the resignation of Dr Blom- field, and the prelate now lying dead suc- ceeded Dr. Tait on his translation to Canterbury in 1869. Therefore when this morning, between eleven and twelve o'clock, the great bell of St. Paul's boomed out the intelligence of the bishop's death over the city, the sound was an unwonted one for such a cause, as ordinarily the bell is not heard except on the death of a member of the Royal Family. The value of the See of London is £ 10,000 a year, with residence at Fulham Palace and in St. James's-square. As one of the primary dioceses, whoever is appointed will not have to wait his turn for admission to the House of Lords, as is the case with the junior Bishops, but will at once enter upon all the privileges of his high office. The translation of the deceased prelate from Lincoln to London in 1869, when Dr. Tait was promoted to a primacy, was a surprise, for those who knew the spiritual wants of the See of London, failed to recognise in the mild and gentle Dr. Jackson the qualities for episcopal rule which distinguished his energetic predecessor. At his first addresss to his clergy after his translation, he told them he had asked them to come and see him as an old- fashioned Churchman, so that he might talk to them in an old-fashioned way. At the same time he contrived to get on without raising much antagonism. He was a man of broad and tolerant mind, supported Liberal measures in the House of Lords, and last session in the two divisions on the Franchise Bill voted in the minority in favour of the measure. There will be a flutter among the occupants of the episcopal benches for this vacancy, but it is quite possible that, as in the case when Lord Palmerstone selected Dr. Tait for this position from the deanery of Car- lisle, Mr Gladstone may go outside the ranks of the hierarchy for a young and vigorous man. The news from Hawarden is again better, and the fact that Mr E. W. Hamilton has arrived at the Castle shows that the Prime Minister is once more enabled to attend to business. The birthday celebration of Miss Gladstone there within so short a time of that of the Premier last week should make the castle bright and cheerful on a wintry day. Those who are accustomed to meet Mrs Gladstone in the London season in the fulfilment of the numerous duties devolving upon her position will be inclined to think that her 73 summers Bit lightly upon her. If ever there was a thorough helpmeet to a husband, that Mrs Gladstone has undoubtedly been during the 45 years of her married life. The Duke of Argyll is added to the list of distinguished invalids. His temporary ill- ness at Inverary Castle need, however, excite no uneasiness, albeit it arises from a bad sore throat. Those who remember the duke as a Cabinet Minister in and out of office during a generation can scarcely reconcile his recollection with is general appearance, which is certainly not that of a man who has suffered much from the cares of public life. The truth is, he began early was in the Cabinet of Lord Aberdeen before he was thirty years of age, and is now merely at a time of life when the late Lord Chief Justice Cockburn described the present Earl Cairns as a young man. Mr Parnell's summons of a second conven- tion to-morrow invests the Tipperary elec- tion with somewhat more of interest than it has hitherto possessed. He and Archbishop Croke between them will now take every precaution to carry their nominee, Mr John O'Connor, over the local candidate, Mr O'Ryan. It was Mr Quaritch who gave £3,900 for the copy of the Gutenberg Bible sold at the Lyston Park collection. The book is not nearly so easy to read as one of the British and Foreign Bible Society's ninepenny edi- tions. But Mr Quaritch generally knows what he is about, and since he gave this stupendous sum for the book, it is presumable that it is somewhere about its value. He did not, as was said in the sale-room, buy the book on commission, for immediately after the sale he sent a cable message to a New York gentleman, named Mr Brayton Ives, offering him the book for 94,000. Mr Ives replied that he was one of the two possessors in the United States of a copy of this, the first book ever printed. He did not seem inclined to duplicate his stock, and the Gutenberg Bible is still in the hands of Mr Quaritch. The rumour is revived that the Duke of Marlborough and his divorced wife are about to get married again—to each other. Such a consummation is devoutly to be wished for from both sides. Even in London society it is not a convenient thing for a duke, who aspires to high political station, to be divorced, whilst it is still worse for the duchess. It is no slight social position which the woman has for- feited. She, it will be remembered, was only Lady Blandford when it happened. It is a very strange story, if true. But the very improbability of it seems to forbid the ex- planation that it has been invented. It would be so much easier to invent something else.