her own, and that she must be justified by faith and not by, works. In this state she continued till 1855, when she seemed to feel it necessary to make some profession of religion. She made an application to a clergyman of the Establishment to be admitted as a candidate for confirmation, but his time not suiting hers, it was given up. The next year she applied to another clergyman for the same purpose, and was admitted, and attended the class for two or three Sundays, when it pleased the Lord to lay her low on the bed of affliction, from which she was raised again, but ever after subject to fits of the most distressing kind.

She applied the next year to the above minister, and attended the class for candidates up to the week previous to the Confirmation, when she was again laid low on the bed of suffering.

"Thus," says her pious sister, "the Lord had thoughts of mercy towards her, by showing her it is not by forms and ceremonies we can enter the heavenly Jerusalem, but by faith in the only begotten Son of God." "It was at this time of her spiritual extremity," still writes her sister, "that her heavenly Father sent her a friend and spiritual adviser in the missionary of the Tabernacle Association, who was to be the instrument in His hands of opening to her the way of life. He visited her frequently, read and expounded the Scriptures with prayer. Soon conviction fastened on her mind, the remembrance of her deep sinfulness was the only feeling of her heart, and the conflict of mind with the great weakness of body she

was suffering brought her nigh to the gates of the grave."

"On Easter Monday, 1858," her

sister says, "I watched by her bedside the whole of the day, expecting every moment to be her last. At intervals she was able to speak, but all she said indicated she was in great agony of mind, and could see no hope of pardon of sin. I read the fifty-fifth chapter of Isaiah, and dwelt much on the words, "Seek ye the Lord while He may be found; call ye upon Him while He is near." She seemed more composed, and I took her hand. She laid some time quite still, when a great change came over her, the blood flowed freely through the veins. She opened her eyes and appeared to be looking at something that I was not permitted to see, when a smile, such as I have never seen before, settled on her face. Her joy was in some measure communicated to me, and I felt, if she never spoke again, she would be among the glorified ones before the throne of God. After a while, she spoke, saying, 'Oh, I am so happy! oh, I am so happy!' and gently pressed my hand."

The missionary called upon her the same evening, and she repeated the same to him, saying she was enjoying peace. Often after this she referred to the joyful feelings she then experienced, but never described what especially caused it. The time of her departure was not yet come; she was to live to show forth the religion she professed, and to prove the all-sufficiency of her dear Saviour and to follow His steps.

Being of an active turn of mind she could not be persuaded to keep her

bed when there was a possibility of getting up. This was a cause of much suffering to her. Once she fell in a fit and was severely burnt, and several times she was very much bruised, but in all this her patience was exemplary. She never questioned the dealings of her heavenly Father, but submitted cheerfully to the "chastening of the Lord." Her mother, who was continually with her, and her sister, who was much the same, say they never heard a murmuring word during the three years of her painful affliction. She was not able to get out much, but had a great desire to meet with the people of God, and especially to join the saints at the table of their Lord, and this she was permitted to do. She was accepted as a member of the church at the Tabernacle, Moorfields, in March, 1859, but it was several months before she had the enjoyment of her privilege. Great fears were entertained by her friends, when she was preparing for the service, that the excitement would be too much for her strength, and that she would have a fit and disturb the church. Upon this being made known to her, she fell upon her knees and prayed the Lord to bestow strength equal to the task. The prayer was answered, and she returned home in a heavenly frame of mind. After recovering from the fatigue, she said, "Mother, I have only one desire now." "What is that, my child?" She raised her eyes upwards, and said, Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly." In speaking to her sister of this service, the next day, she said, "I wish you had been there; I should so have

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liked us to sit down together once before I leave you;" thus showing she had no expectation of continuing long here.

Her mind became, at one time, so weakened that her friends feared reason would forsake her throne. This trial was spared them.

During her long affliction she saw few persons, yet she was extremely anxious for souls. This was manifested in the care she felt for a young gentleman who was visiting at the house. He was in a consumption, and his physician was deceiving him with hopes of recovery, and he felt sure he should get well. She used to say, "Well, I know I shall never get better, and I urge you to prepare for the worst, and seek to be ready for another and better world." He died the same week as she departed.

It was a great pleasure when she could get to chapel or the missionary's meetings. She would say, "I delight to go, for I never come away without a promise being applied." For the last seven months of her life she was kept entirely at home, and had few to see and speak and pray with her. The missionary, to whom she was much attached, visited her as often as possible. They were seasons she anticipated with delight, and much enjoyed. One morning she said to her sister, "I have had such a sweet promise this morning, 'In my Father's house are many mansions."" Some converversation ensued, which she closed with saying, "Ah, and God shall wipe all tears from our eyes." Towards the close, the adversary was permitted to trouble her with the remembrance of past

sins, but she "overcame by the blood of the Lamb;" and after this it was light and joy, and a longing to depart and be with Christ.

Many other pleasing features in her experience might be named, such as her aversion to worldly conversation, and her desire to have the Scriptures read by any one who came to her, but we must omit them, and come to the close of her earthly

course.

On the morning before her death she said, "Oh, mother, my sufferings are more than I can bear ;" and then, suddenly stopping herself, she said, "This is wicked of me; I must think of that beautiful hymn;" and then repeated the two following

verses :

"When pining sickness wastes the frame,

Acute disease, and lingering pain; When life fast spends its feeble flame,

And all the help of man is vain, Joyless and dark all things appear,

Languid the spirit, weak the flesh; Medicine can't heal, nor cordials cheer, Nor food support, nor sleep refresh.

"Oh, then, to have recourse to God,

To pray to Him in time of need, To ask relief through Jesus' blood, This is to find a friend indeed. And such, oh Christian, is thy lot, Who cleavest to the Lord by faith:

He'll not forsake thee, doubt Him not,

In pain, in sickness, or in death."

She tried to repeat more, but her strength was gone. In the evening she said to a friend, cheerfully, "The Lord seems a long time sending the summons, but I hope to have patience to wait His time."

She had not long to wait. After her friend left, she took a little wine and fell asleep till two o'clock in the morning, when she asked her mother to get a light; then reclined her head upon her mother's arm, and in a few minutes her happy spirit took its flight to the regions of the blessed, where sin, suffering, and sorrow are unknown.

This is a warning for the young. Mary Worth was just over twentyfive years of age.

"HAPPY day, happy day, when Jesus washed my sins away," sang little Kittie, again and again, down in the summer house; and the silvery notes came through the open window into papa's study, and papa laid down his book to listen.

Soon the voice ceased, and little pattering feet were heard on the stairway, and then a gentle knock. "Come in, Kittie."

"Papa, isn't this a nice hymn? Please may I sing it to you?"

And so papa listened again to that soft voice singing the same sweet hymn.

"I like happy day' part the best, papa.'

"The chorus, you mean, don't you, Kittie-the lines repeated in every verse? But why?"

"Because, papa, I can't quite un

derstand the rest; but I know that if Jesus hadn't washed my sins away I could never go to heaven to live with Him."

"Why not, Kittie ?"

Kitty repeated slowly the verse she had learned that morning: "There shall in no wise enter into it anything that defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination or maketh a lie.' And, papa, I used to make lies."

"And do you think Jesus has washed away that sin, Kittie ?"

"Yes, papa, I asked Him to; and if we ask, we shall receive, you know. Don't you like those lines, too, papa?" "Yes, Kittie, very much." "Please sing it with me once.' And so papa and his little Kittie sung together of that "happy day when Jesus washed their sins away." -Reaper.

THE REFORMERS.

IT is worth our consideration, whether we should, on every cavil and sophism of men not so taught, not so employed, not so tried, not so owned of God as they were [the Reformers], and in whose writings there do not appear such charácters of wisdom, sound judgment, and deep experience as in theirs, easily part with that doctrine of truth, wherein alone they found peace to their own souls, and whereby they were instrumental to give liberty and peace with God to the souls and consciences of others innumerable, accompanied with the visible effects of holiness of life and fruitfulness in the works of righteousness, to the praise of God by Jesus Christ.Owen.

NEGLECT NO ONE-FEAR NO ONE.

I thought of passing a house, because of the difficulty of getting to it; but conscience upbraided me, and I turned back and made my way as I best could. I sold more than three dollars worth of volumes to the family-the mother, though impenitent, rejoicing in the opportunity of getting such instruction.

A man threatened to put me out of his house if I went to it. I called when he was absent; remained till he returned, and before leaving his premises, I sold about sixteen dollars worth of books, including a Family

Library for himself, and other volumes to men in his service-the whole family being impenitent. I have learned from these incidents to despair of no one, however wicked or prejudiced.-James Patterson Penn.

THE SABBATH SCHOOL.

President Harrison taught for several years in an humble Sabbath school on the banks of the Ohio. The Sabbath before he left home for Washington, to assume the duties of Chief Magistrate of the nation, he met his Bible class as usual. And his last counsel on the subject to his gardener at Washington, it may be hoped, will never be forgotten by the nation. When advised to keep a dog to protect his fruit, he replied, "Rather set a Sunday-school teacher to take care of the boys."

IMAGINATION.

Thomas Fuller relates a curious incident, which is truly characteristic. A gentleman (he says) having led a company of children beyond their usual journey, they began to be weary, and jointly cried to him to carry them-which, because of their multitude, he could not do; but he told them he would provide them horses to ride on. Then, cutting little wands out of the hedge, as nags for them, and a large one for himself, they mounted, and those who could scarce stand before, now, full of mirth, bounded cheerfully home.