24 MARCH 1917, Page 12

A LEAGUE OF FELLOWSHIP.

[To THE EDITOR or THE " SPECTATOR."] Fia,—Viewing the gravity of the hour, and the doubts and diffi- culties that seem rather to increase than to grow less, I am confident that many must have felt as I, the deadening lack of articulate Christian fellowship which prevails, especially " in the field," where it is so much needed. No doubt our inherent British fear of making any parade of religion is responsible for much; but where there is true enlightenment there must then be a longing for the fellowship of prayer and help. The thought that has come to me is to put out the suggesticn for forming a League of Fellowship that would be hedged about by no tests or dogmas—for all who own or seek to own the rule of Christ. It would be a circle for the interchange of thoughts, experiences, and aspirations, with one sole idea, and that the advancement of the Kingdom, according to our prayer, " Thy Kingdom come; thy will be done—on earth as it is in heaven." My thought is that the movement sliould be a lay one primarily, looking to the clergy to join in upon the same basis. Such living books as (to name but two) Hankey's The Lord of All Good Life and A Student in Arms could be circulated, and blank pages might be inserted for the noting down of relevant criticism, signed by the reader. Such a movement might prove of great value for intro- duction and for intercourse. I take this first step of suggestion in the hope that you will be good enough to publish it, and to receive any .correspondence that it may elicit for forwarding. Then, if the result should warrant it, the subject could be returned to in a few weeks' time.—I am, Sir, &c., In the Field, B.E.F. THE AUTHOR OF "THE SACRAMENT."

[Any letters addressed to the author of "The Sacrament" at this office shall be forwarded to him; but in undertaking to do this we must make it clear that we cannot take any responsi- bility in the matter nor engage in any correspondence in regard to it. We shall watch any movement which may result with interest and sympathy, but it must be from outside. Our hands are already too full.—ED. Spectator.]