He had never been in England before, and had come
directly to Salisbury on a visit to a relation.
"Well," I said, "now you have looked at it outside come in
with me and see the interior."
But he refused: it was enough for one day to see the outside
of such a building: he wanted no more just then. To-morrow
would be soon enough to see it inside; it would be the Sabbath
and he would go and worship there.
"Are you an Anglican?" I asked.
He replied that there were no Anglicans in his village. They
had two Churches - the Church of Scotland and the Free Church.
"And what," said I, "will your minister say to your going to
worship in a cathedral? We have all denominations here in
Salisbury, and you will perhaps find a Presbyterian place to
worship in."
"Now it's strange your saying that!" he returned, with a dry
little laugh. "I've just had a letter from him the morning
and he writes on this varra subject. 'Let me advise you,' he
tells me in the letter, 'to attend the service in Salisbury
Cathedral.
