MISS CATHERINE MARSH.
[To THE EDITOR OE THE "SPECTATOR."]
SIR,—I have read with great interest and pleasure the letter of " An Onlooker" in last week's Spectator. The writer's eulogy of Miss Marsh is no whit too warm and strong. Only last month I crossed Norfolk by car from Cromer to her secluded and beautiful home, Feltwell Rectory, and had the sacred privilege of sitting and kneeling beside her sofa in the quiet upper room, now never left (though only last year she found her way once more to the Keswick Convention), hung all round with the faces of three generations of friends, men and women, many of them, who have " owed their own souls " to her. Sightless now, but having every faculty otherwise instinct with the undying life, she lay there, still and beauti- ful, with her now just ninety-two years upon her. And she so spoke that in no figure of speech we felt that through her " the invisible world with us had sympathised." Christ looked and spoke in His servant, almost unveiled. May she be "saved from the sky" a. while longer yet, for there are
many, very many, to-day to whom this life seems better for her sharing it with us.—I am, Sir, &c., Auckland Castle, Bishop Auckland.
HANDLEY DITNELM.
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