tained beyond all doubt that this was the grave of the Bruce; and that there lay the hallowed relics, which, after the lapse of nearly five hundred years, accident had revealed to the veneration of his grateful and admiring posterity. The discovery created a powerful sensation over the whole kingdom, and drew many individuals of the highest rank to the spot. A new coffin was then made and filled with melted bituminous matter, in which the precious remains were carefully imbedded, and the whole again consigned in great solemnity to the earth.

With these brief remarks we take leave of Dunfermline, and proceeding through a succession of the richest landscapes, arrive at St. Andrews. As partially seen in the annexed engraving, this city shows only the skeleton of that ancient grandeur to which it once laid claim; and, in its ruined outline, harmonizes well with the stormy sea and sky here depicted. Those towers and spires which once overlooked a populous city, are now the solitary chronicles of its history-the dilapidated monuments of the past, pointing a moral on the transitory nature of man and his works. But, although decay and desertion are legibly impressed on every building around-although the grass grows on the street, and those noble monuments raised by a departed hierarchy are left mouldering in the winds of heaven, Learning has still her seat within her walls; and that celebrated university, identified with the good city of St. Andrews for so many centuries, maintains her vigour and freshness, and is yearly giving new proofs, that, while matter is crumbling away-while the crosier and the sceptre are continually changing hands, the lamp of science is kept burningthe "mind" still advancing in its immortal career.

In its history, St. Andrews is certainly one of the most remarkable cities in the kingdom. Its university, which, in point of date, takes precedence of every other in Scotland, was founded by Bishop Wardlaw in 1411; and, during the long period which has intervened, has been frequented by students from almost every part of Christendom. The archbishop of St. Andrews, as we have already noticed, was primate of Scotland, generally a person of the highest rank, and possessing a powerful influence in the state. To the unhappy fate by which two of these dignitaries were overtaken, we have already adverted.

The ruins of the Cathedral, founded in 1162, the Gray Friars' Chapel, and Cardinal Beaton's Castle, are objects which fully attest the number and splendour of consecrated edifices in this place, and awaken a sentiment of veneration in the mind of every stranger. In the parish church is a monument erected to the memory of Archbishop Sharp, who, as our readers know, was assassinated on Magus Moor, by Balfour of Burleigh, and other enthusiasts, called