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could repose in full and simple faith on her Redeemer. Not being able to read and reestablish herself in Holy Writ, was a great draw-back. About this time she was taught the 23rd Psalm, and some hymns, by heart, which were a comfort to her. She told me, one day, she had been dreaming of reading in Deuteronomy; and another, that she knew much more than she could express, though she couldn't read. I said, yes, Susan, I hope you have been taught by the Holy Spirit. "Aye! and that's the best schoolmaster," she replied.

November 9th, 1832.--Susan has been very ill since I last saw her. I read Psalm xlvi. to her, with some of Henry's remarks. She listened attentively, and when I had done, said in an emphatic, solemn tone, "Yes, God is our help; God is our strength; God is our refuge; there is no other. Often when I feel a great weight here, (putting her hand on her breast,) if I can look to God, I feel lightened. I said, "Yes, Susan," casting our care; rolling it (according to the margin,) on the Lord." "Yes," she said, "but then, sometimes, Í roll it back again on myself." Read Rom. viii. 31-39 at verse 34. she stopped me and said, "oh what a thing it is, to think, that such a poor, miserable creature; such a ratch as I, should have one to plead for her, at the right hand of God.

And when I remarked the security of his pleading, from v. 37--39. and from Rom. verse 8, 9. quite a smile came over her countenance as she assented.

November 21st.-On reading some promises of Scripture, S. stopt me and said, "ah! that is comfortable; there's a comforting promise to lap round a poor sinner's constitution and heart. On Rev. xxii. 20. asked if she could say, "even so, come Lord Jesus, come quickly," she said, "yes, that I can, but yet I would suffer all God's will first." On my getting up to go away, she asked if I was walking, and on my saying yes, she said, "I wish Miss L. could walk with you.' "She will never do that, I fear." "No, but she is sure of heaven, and that's the best estate."

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After this time, though I saw S. P. occasionally, my visits were, from domestic circumstances, much shortened. And I have no further records of her myself.

Her last and fatal attack begun on Sunday, January 6th, 1833; and she died on Sunday, January 13th.Much do I regret having been prevented by an afflictive dispensation in my own family, from being with her in her latter hours; but I had the comfort of hearing from several, that they were peace.

D. saw Susan on the Monday, and when she told her of the mournful event that had taken place in my home, she raised her hands, clasped them together, and said she hoped she should soon follow L. She said she had not a doubt or fear-was waiting and longing to go, and talked much of heaven. She repeated the 23rd Psalm to D. as she did also to her niece, the very day of her death, who told me that she was in a most humble, peaceful, blessed state of mind. She at last expired without a groan or struggle, early on Sunday evening 13th; literally falling asleep in Jesus; for a person present was engaged in prayer, at her bedside, at the very moment of her departure, and could hardly be persuaded that life was actually gone. I saw the remains once-a calm, and peaceful expression was on the well-known countenance; and as I drew the sheet over which was to hide it for ever from me here, I breathed a hearty thanksgiving that it had pleased God to deliver her out of the miseries of this sinful world, and an earnest prayer that I, through the abounding riches of free grace, might be carried safely through the trials of life, and the pains of death, and finally join with her and the multitude of the redeemed, whose robes are washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb, in singing, hallelujah, for the Lord God Omnipotent reigneth!

Very painful was it to me to take leave of the cottage, where I had passed so many interesting hours, and of the niece, who was returning home to her mother. The honeysuckle over the door was just coming into leaf when I bid her farewell. Neither Susan nor she probably will ever see that honeysuckle flower again, but I trust through the mercy of God in Christ, both will bloom as celestial plants in an everlasting garden! Changes and alterations are painful parts of our pilgrimage through

life.

L3-OCTOBER

"We ve no abiding city here,
Sad truth were this to be our home;
But let this truth our spirits cheer,
We seek a city yet to come."

C.

CHURCH MISSIONARY SOCIETY.

Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might.—
Eccles. ix. 10.

DEAR FRIENDS,-It is without doubt our duty as Christians to extend the knowledge of the religion of the Gospel. (Mark xvi. 15.) Each denomination of Christians acknowledges this; and the Church of England in her formularies and principles (however the duty has been overlooked) breathes the spirit of a Missionary Church. A Church Missionary Association has been formed, and you are solicited to give your aid in support of it: and leaving the calm consideration of this subject to your conscience and your judgment, we beg to suggest a few topics for reflection.

There are 600,000,000 of heathen, born for immortality, whose temporal and eternal interests we are anxious to promote, while we consider them in reference

To their Superstitions.-In India they worship 300,000,000 Gods, and have changed the “glory of the incorruptible God into an image made like to corruptible man, and to birds and four-footed beasts, and creeping things." (Romans i. 23.) "Wherein the nations which ye shall possess served their Gods upon the high mountains, and upon the hills, and under every green tree." (Deut. xii. 2.)

To their Cruelties.-A Chief of the South Sea Islands said he had murdered nineteen of his own children. Tauranga, a converted Chief of New Zealand, eat the children of his wife by her former husband, whom he killed. "Moreover thou hast taken thy sons and thy daughters whom thou hast borne unto me, and these hast thou sacrificed unto them to be devoured." (Ezek. xvi. 20.)

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To their Profligacy and Vices.—Dr. Buchanan said, he felt guilt in witnessing the religious ceremonies of Brahmins at Orissa. 'And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a reprobate mind, to do those things which are not convenient." (Rom. i. 28.)

To their Hopelessness in regard to Eternity.-A Cingalese said to Mr. Ward, of the Church Missionary Society, that he would willingly lie down and die if he were sure he would never exist again. "Having no hope, and without God in the world." (Ephesians ii. 12.)

To these we are anxious to send the Gospel of "Peace, good will towards men, glory to God in the highest." (Luke ii. 14.) That Gospel which tells the sinner, heathen or not, of the -finished work of Christ,—of the blood shed on Calvary for the redemption of fallen man,—of the great door of mercy opened which no man can shut,—of that call, "Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest,”—(Matt. xi. 28.)-of that purifying influence of the Spirit on the heart, and its effect on the life and conversation,-while the indirect effect of the Bible preached and circulated tends to civilize and improve the outward condition, and alleviate much of the bitterness and sorrows of life to which man is as naturally subject as "the sparks fly upward." (Job v. 7.)

And oh, beloved in Christ, if there ever was a moment when "up and be doing in the Lord's work" should sound like thunder in your ears, surely it is the present time-surely it is now -when wars, and rumours of wars, famines, and pestilences, proclaim aloud that day approaching—when Jesus is evidently gathering in his people to the shelter of the cross, before the overwhelming storm descends, and the besom of destruction sweeps over the face of an astonished world. Now, ye that have fled for refuge to the hope before you, that know Christ your hiding-place of security amidst the wrath of an offended God, and the crash of a falling world--Oh! now mark out to others the same refuge-tell perishing heathens the unperishing blessedness which the cross of Christ freely, fully, and alone, unfolds to lost and ruined man!

We do not ask you to sacrifice country or friends to discharge your duty in this respect; others have gone forth, and others are ready to go forth now. O send them-bid them God speed -send them with your money, and follow them with your prayers. Let not this devoted band-Christianity's forlorn hope -be discouraged by indifference in the main body. Hold up the hands which hang down, while they stay the plague, and stand between the living and the dead.

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George Evans was early in life apprenticed to a village carpenter. From infancy to youth, and youth to manhood, he grew up without a serious thought about his own soul. His parents, and afterwards his master, required him to attend church once on the Sabbath, and that was all the time he ever thought of going to God who made and preserved him in health. Morning and evening he arose and slept without bending his knees, or lifting up one prayer to God, or even acknowledging with his lips that there was a God in heaven. The day was spent in hard labour, necessary indeed, and when sanctified by being done as to the Lord, a blessing upon the industrious and the frugal; but Evans was neither. All he could save was spent at the alehouse in rioting and drunkenness, while cursing and swearing became the only language he could use. He had no fear of God before his eyes. "Let us eat, drink, and be merry, let us eat and drink for tomorrow we die," were his only thoughts when death was brought to his recollection. Sabbath-breaking, swearing, and drinking, hardened his conscience till God said of him, as he did of Nebu. chadnezzar, Daniel iv. 16. “Let his heart be changed from man's and let a beast's heart be given unto him." He soon learned of Satan to act the tempter's part, and did all he could to lead other young men astray. He first enticed them to the alehouse, where they learned to laugh at religion, till by degrees they became partakers in all his sins. O let young men beware how they wastę time and money in an alehouse. Thousands now in hell remember with horror the first time they entered one; for the first step in vice is sure to be followed by many more; God has said, Prov. iv. 14. "Enter not into the path of the wicked, and go not in the way of evil men. Avoid it, pass not by it, turn from it and pass away." Let not this command be given in vain. Evans used to make a mock at sin, and laugh to scorn all who had more regard than himself to the laws of God. It was his greatest delight

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