that the See of Llandaff was offered to the Bishop of Bangor—perhaps partly on the ground of his knowledge of Llandaff through his early parochial work there, and perhaps partly because of Llandaff's closer proximity to London and the more thickly-populated parts of Wales—and that he declined the opportunity to make an exchange of Sees.
Oddly enough, the suitability of Archdeacon Lewis, of St David's, occurred to very few; yet when it was announced that the Bishopric had been offered to him, the surprise was swallowed up in a concensus of opinion that this was the nominee who, though lost sight of for the moment, possessed all the desired qualifications, and very soon the Archdeacon was literally inundated with communications from enthusiastic Churchmen begging him to accept the vacant office. Many a man would have jumped at the offer. Not so the Archdeacon of St David's. It was like him to treat it with deliberation and circumspection, well knowing the serious responsibility which his acceptance of the high calling would entail—conscious, in fact, that such an office was worthy of only the best of his race, since it placed him in the forefront of those who seek to propagate the influence and emulate the example of the Divine Master. The question was not “Shall I go to Llandaff?” but “Ought I to go? Am I worthy of the call?” Of the Prime Minister's communication the Archdeacon remarked at the time, “No letter ever produced a week of
