PHEABEOECOAT VSCHOOL, commodious enough in the last century, which sheltered such young heads as Camden’s, Stillingfleet’s, Samuel Richardson’s, Coleridge’s and Leigh Hunt’s, and Charles Lamb’s. Ages before them, again, the Priory of the Grey Friars stood here; and somewhere under these very flags monks and knights, and a Queen of England, are sleeping, having lain down penitent in the shadow of monas- tic altars. The Hospital, as it now is, was founded by “the boy-patron of boys,” Edward VI., who had one ques- tionable habit for a young saint, that of cheerfully signing the death-warrants of his uncles. The royal charity has had great endowments from private hands, which are, alas! lessened in our more selfish day. Another king, Charles IL., a clever vagabond who made out to do a few such kindly deeds as_ this, started the Mathematical School in 1673, and the lads who belong to it wear his badge upon the shoulder. When a child is appointed to Christ Hospital, he makes it his home, and is chosen to rank in the department best Reh a en erent ae suited to his abilities. Some study the classics, some are preparing for sea-Service, some are flourishing a pen all the afternoon over accounts or outline drawings. The boys have a Court of Gov- ernors whom they never see; but the President, Treasurer and Almoners busy themselves with house-affairs, and the masters and matrons. are everywhere and always at their side. The discipline is very strict and steady. The boys make their own beds, set and clear off their own. table, polish their own boots and so forth. They have frequent half-holidays, beside the three vaca- tions, when, if their conduct has given satisfaction, they are free to visit their relatives and friends, and dispose their AND picturesque figures among the city parks and streets. _- They sleep in airy wards or dormitories, each in his little bed, and about forty beds abreast; and they all eat to- gether in the magnificent Hall, with its organ and spacious Gothic windows, erected in 1829. They have a very liberal supply of what would hardly be a favorite drink of American boys—beer! Every pleasant. day, a signal is given in the south playground, seven minutes before dinner-