THE REV. HARRY WILSON, M.A. 307
thoroughfares, it is well, perhaps, to state the official directions for reaching Mr Wilson s sphere of labour. " St Augustine s, Stepney, is a little more than a mile due east of the Bank of England ; it is about the same distance north-east of the Tower of London, and about three-quarters of a mile due north of the London Docks. It is next door to Whitechapel. The easiest way is by underground to Aldgate and yellow tram to Settles Street ; or, easier still, ten minutes in a cab from the Bank." And to these directions there is a sort of postscript "Visitors are always welcome, and we only wish they would come oftener."
The author accepted the invitation, and found Mr Wilson, as usual, much occupied in attending to callers and assistants, and in superintending the varied work of his crowded and peculiar parish. Of this latter he was not unwilling to speak, and nothing would please him better as the attendant result than an increased exchequer with which to meet the needs of his people.
"When I first came here," said Mr Wilson, " the question of finances was a serious one. My predecessor told me that he had to raise ^100 a year in order to keep the place going. I had no private means, and, looking to my relations and friends, I thought to raise ^150. Things turned out very different to what I expected. As a matter of fact, the expenses of the first seven
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