on the summit of which a temple is erected as a memorial of our Saviour's death upon Mount Calvary. I remained a little longer than the rest, and beheld a most affecting and beautiful scene. It was the tribute paid by mothers, by children and by friends, to the remains of those who had gone before them. Tears flowed in torrents from the eyes of a mother and daughter, who kneeled by the side of a tomb which seemed to have been long the abode of him over whom they prayed. In another spot two little children cried aloud, as they lay with their faces upon a heap of earth, whilst others kissed the mould which had been lately

raised.

"The loneliness of the spot,-the Carpathian chain stretched out in the distance, the obscurity of approaching night,-the stillness of nature interrupted only by the cries of widows and of children,—were sadly, yet harmoniously, combined; and he must have been cold indeed who could witness the scene without emotion.

"These humble peasants of Hungary have, through the native promptings of the heart, so blended the memory of their departed friends with the feelings of devotion, that nations boasting of higher degrees of cultivation may respect and follow their example. We We may civilize and refine away our feelings till the simple dictates of nature are completely yielded up. With the majority of mankind consolation is sought in forgetfulness; to present a variety of new objects to the mind and a constant succession of changes, is deemed the duty of a comforter. Thus the only feelings which accompany the death of a friend are supposed to be those purely selfish remembrances which recall to our minds the comforts we have lost,-reducing the whole sentiments of friendship to a standard according to which our estates, our houses, and our fortunes, hold the highest places. For my own part, I am persuaded that the human mind, which derives such satisfaction in the formation of friendships, is capable of maintaining and cherishing these emotions throughout its whole existence; and that we are truly no more pardonable in attempting to forget a friend who is dead, than we should be in forgetting one who is absent. If putting aside all unintelligible motives, there is one which can be felt and explained, more pure than others, leading us to rejoice in our future prospects, it is the idea and hope of meeting again the friends from whom we have been separated by death.

"When I was at Berlin, during the preceding year, I followed the celebrated Iffland to the grave. Mingled with some pomp, you might trace much real feeling. In the midst of the ceremony, my attention was attracted by a young woman, who stood

near a mound of earth newly covered with turf, which she anxiously protected from the feet of the pressing crowd.. It was the tomb of her parent; and the figure of this affectionate daughter presented a monument more striking than the most costly work of art." * ** * * * *

TO THE EDITORS OF THE CHRISTIAN DISCIPLE.

Please to insert the annexed creeds in parallel columns in your Disciple. Yours, &c.

ORIGINAL POETRY.

[The following verses are the composition of a gentleman well known and respected here, who is now removed to a distant sphere of usefulness and honour. They were written just before

his last visit to New England, and immediately after a severe fit

of sickness.]

LINES WRITTEN ON LEAVING CHARLESTON FOR THE SEASON.

Farewell, awhile, thou hospitable spot!
Farewell, my own adopted dwelling-place!
Scene of my future consecrated lot,

And destin'd circuit of my earthly race.

Farewell, ye friends, who hung so long and true,
With sleepless care, around my fever'd bed,
And ye, from whom a stranger's title drew
Profuse attentions, delicately shed.

Yet why a stranger? since no other home
Remains for me; ev'n now, deprest, I fly,
For the last time through youthful haunts to roam,
And snatch the breezes of my native sky.

Yes, dear New England! help me from thy breast
To wean these childish yearnings, ere we part;
Help me these chords to snap, these ties to wrest,
So wound, and stampt, and woven in my heart.

A few more bounds along thy rocky shore,

A few more pensive walks among thy streams,
A few more greetings from dear friends of yore,
A few more dreams-and then, no more of dreams-

Come, sacred, solid duty at thy call,

My cheerful will submissively shall flow,
So thou, great Source of strength and light to all,
Lead me the awful way my feet must go.

Teach me to bear the Christian Herald's part,
To set the slaves of sin and error free,
To guide each doubting, soothe each aching heart,
And draw a listening, willing flock to Thee!

REVIEW.

ARTICLE VII.

An examination of the charges made against Unitarians and Unitarianism by the Right Rev. Dr. Magee, Bishop of Raphoe, in his discourses and dissertations on atonement and sacrifice. By LANT CARPENTER, L.L.D. Bristol, [Eng.] 1820.

THE work of Dr. Magee on Atonement has acquired considerable reputation in this country, as well as in Great Britain, and by a numerous body of christians is regarded as of high authority. That it displays learning and ability, we are by no means disposed to deny but it is written in a tone of dogmatism, which, with many, is taken for evidence of truth; and it will be found, that his assertions, as well as his arguments, require cautious examination. It is not, however, our intention to enter at all into the consideration of its merits as a theological treatise, or of the truth or error of the system, which it is intended to maintain. But widely as the work has been circulated, and triumphantly as it has been appealed to as an unanswerable defence of orthodoxy, it becomes a debt to justice to expose the gross misrepresentations and abuse both of the views and characters of that class of christians, who are now generally known as Unitarians. This is the design of Dr. Carpenter in the volume before us; a labour indeed sufficiently irksome and ungrateful, but which, we think, he has accomplished in a manner, which entirely vindicates the propriety and necessity of his undertaking it, and which, when we consider the constant provocation he must have found to a different spirit, is highly honourable to his meekness and forbearance.

"If the Dean of Cork," says Dr. Carpenter, "is to be credited, the Unitarians as a body, and the avowed defenders of Unitarianism in particular, are destitute of every quality, which can render them deserving of attention. The opinion, which he pronounces of us, e cathedrâ, has been reverberated in every possible direction; his

* It may be observed, that at the commencement of Dr. Carpenter's work, Dr. Magee was Dean of Cork; but before the publication of the whole of it, be was promoted to the Bishopric of Raphoe. This is noticed, to explain the different titles, by which he is distinguished in different parts of the volume.

statements have been resorted to as authority, and even the candid have sometimes been unwarily led astray by his representations, and supposing all that he says to be true and accurate, have thought themselves justified in warning others, lest they should be ensnared by our specious devices. That we are destitute of learning and science, of all the characteristics of a sound understanding, and every principle of piety and humility, and that we are therefore incompetent judges of christian truth-he has repeatedly said or insinuated; and he is believed by thousands, who have never witnessed the benignant influence of Unitarianism on the heart and life, who have never felt its invigorating, enlightening influence on the understanding, who have never examined for themselves the evidence adduced against us from our own writings, and still less perused our works, and weighed our arguments, with the disposition to know what we believe, and on what our faith is founded.” p. 54.

Such is the general account given by Dr. Carpenter of the manner in which the Unitarians as a body are represented by Dr. Magee; and which he fully proves by numerous examples. "He has thought proper to speak of them in various places, indiscriminately and without exception, as if they were the insidious enemies of christianity and degraders of the Saviour. 'A conspiracy,' he says, the most deep and deadly has been formed against christianity; and its defenders are called upon, not merely to resist the avowed invader, who assails the citadel from without, but the concealed and treacherous foe, who undermines the works, or tampers with the garrison within." "

Dr. Carpenter with a temperate, but most righteous indignation, repels these gross insinuations, and adds, "Lest any one, who has not read the discourses and dissertations of the Dean of Cork, should imagine that my strictures are marked with an uncalled-for severity, I will give him another specimen or two of his abusive language. More will appear as we proceed."

“The modern Socinian, who calls himself Unitarian, is, under the name of Christian, the decided enemy of Christianity; and under the guise of a translator of the New Testament, a deliberate falsi · fier of the Gospel.”—Dr. Magee's Postcript, p 365.

And in reference to certain objectionable expressions of some foreign critics, which he adduces to throw a stigma upon the English Unitarians, and in reply to the expressions of devout reverence for the scriptures, not more eloquent than sincere, which are frequent in the writings of the latter, he offers this most illiberal and indecent inquiry. "When, I say, all these things are considered, and when we find the Bible thus contemned and rejected by the gentlemen of this new light, and a new and more convenient gospel carved out for themselves, can the occasional profession of reverence for scripture as the word of