lar. He wrote to old Newton: 'I have been looking
through my Bible, and can't find your doctrine of the Atonement.' 'Last
night I could not see to get into bed,' replied old Newton, 'because I
found I had my extinguisher on the candle. Take off the extinguisher,
and then you will see.'

Leaving theology, let us get up on the gray old castle, which is to be
turned into a museum, and look round on the city lying at our feet.
Would you have a finer view? Cross the Yare and walk up the new road
(made by the unemployed one hard winter) to Mousehold Heath, and after
you have done thinking of Kitt's rebellion--an agrarian one, by-the-bye,
and worth thinking about just at this time--and of the Lollards, who were
burnt just under you, look across to the city in the valley, with its
heights all round, more resembling the Holy City, so travellers say, than
any other city in the world. In the foreground is the cathedral, right
beyond rises the castle on the hill; church spires, warehouses, public
buildings, private dwellings, manufactories, chimneys' smoke, complete
the landscape fringed by the green of the distant hills. There are a
hundred thousand people there--to be preached to and saved.

Windham was rather hard on the Norwich of his day. In his diary, in
1798, he records a visit to Norwich, of which city he was the
representative. On October 9 he dined at the Swan--'dinner, like the
sessions dinner, but ball in the evening distinguished by the presence of
Mrs. Siddons.' On the 10th he dined at the Bishop's--'A party, of, I
suppose, fifty, chiefly clergy. I felt the same enjoyment that I
frequently do at large dinners--they afford, in general, what never fails
to be pleasant--solitude in a crowd.' On the 11th he writes: 'Dined with
sheriffs at King's Head. Robinson, the late sheriff, was there, and much
as he may be below his own opinion of himself, he is more to talk to than
the generality of those who are found on those occasions. I could not
help reflecting on the very low state of talents or understanding in
those who compose the whole, nearly, of the society of Norwich. The
French are surely a more enlightened and polished people.' Perhaps
Windham would have fared better had he dined with some of the leading
Dissenters. Few of the clergy of East Anglia at that time would have
been fitting company for the friend of Johnson and Burke. In Norwich,
Mr. Windham often managed to make himself unpopular. For ins