how, when the son of the present Earl came of age, it was thrice filled with punch, and how at each precious concoction 18 gallons of brandy, 18 of spirit, and 100 lbs. of sugar were consumed.
In the green-house we were gratified by seeing the celebrated antique vase, found at the bottom of a lake, in the villa of the Emperor Adrian, near Tivoli. It is of white marble, and among the finest specimens of ancient sculpture. Vine-branches, exquisitely wrought, form its handles, and grapes, leaves, and tendrils cluster gracefully around its brim. We were told that it was capable of containing 136 gallons, and stands upon a pedestal, with a Latin inscription. Among the pictures in Warwick Castle, is a grand one of Charles the First, by Vandyke. The king in armor is seated on a grey horse, so majestic, yet so melancholy, that you almost imagine him endued with a prophetic spirit, and in the midst of regal grandeur saddened by his future fate. Bernard de Foix, Duke of Espernon and Valette, holds his helmet as a page. Vandyke executed three splendid equestrian paintings of this monarch. The other two are at Hampton Court and Windsor Castle.
In passing through the town of Warwick we visited St. Mary's Church, a venerable structure, whose foundation claims the antiquity of a Saxon origin. It is built in the form of a cross, and its proportions are symmetrical. "You'll see the Beechem tombs, sure!" said our guide, leading the way to an adjoining edi-
