attention to the prayers and praises that were being offered up, and to the instructions of one, who had not seen half her years, and who was but a novitiate in the ministry of reconciliation between God and man.

On her yearly visit to the metropolis, we parted with her for ever. For ever! I retract the words. Though amidst the changes of this mortal life, our lot was cast in another and a distant province, and we never met her again, I cannot but anticipate that we shall greet her amongst the countless millions of the redeemed before the throne of God. I sent her copies of the Rise and Progress of Religion, and the Refuge. She most kindly and thankfully accepted them, and promised to give them an attentive perusal. The rise of religion in her mind was obscured by many clouds, and its progress was impeded by all the formidable obstacles which rank and wealth could throw in her way; but I confidently hope that she found that blessed refuge, which is admirably pointed out in the latter mentioned volume. Within a few months afterwards she was called into eternity.

Many reflections are suggested by this little sketch of Lady M-. I must content myself with a few. “How hardly shall they that have riches enter into the kingdom of heaven." Wealth is of the number of those comprehensive blessings, which the corrupt heart of man often converts into an equally com

prehensive curse. It presents not, indeed, impediments absolutely insuperable to the attainment of that kingdom, which is more frequently inherited by the poor of this world; but it throws up barriers of awful elevation, which no human and unaided power can surmount. They whom Providence has raised above the meaner cares, and grosser wants of life, would do well to inscribe that saying of our Lord, with its context, over every avenue to their hearts, and, in imagination, over every chamber of their mansions. It is more than probable, that had Lady M occupied a lower station in the scale of human society, her piety would have shed around her a clearer light, and would have illuminated a wider circle.

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The charity that hopeth all things, where any ground of hope appears, is strongly appealed to in a case like this of Lady M. "The day of small things" is not despised in heaven, nor should it be contemned, on earth. The kingdom of God cometh not with observation. It makes many a conquest without the noise of victory. The appropriating standard of the cross is planted in many a department of the spiritual world, where few mortal eyes may have an opportunity of observing it. Still, however, we may well lament the loss accruing from such instances to the best interests of surrounding relatives and dependants.

So widely does the contagious influence of a baneful example spread, that we can afford to lose nothing of the power of that antidote, which might be efficaciously exhibited by the decided and consistent piety of those, who walk where every eye can see them, and the effect of whose example descends to the very lowest of the community.

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Lady M was one of that class, a personal acquaintance with whom led Burke to say, "that to the great, the consolations of religion are as necessary as its instructions. They, too, are among the unhappy. They feel personal pain, and domestic sorrow. these they have no privilege, but are subject to pay their full contingent to the contributions levied on mortality. They want this sovereign balm under their gnawing cares and anxieties, which being less conversant about the limited wants of animal life, range without limit, and are diversified by infinite combinations in the wild and unbounded regions of the imagination. Some charitable dole is wanting to these, our often unhappy brethren, to fill the gloomy void that reigns in minds which have nothing on earth to hope or fear; something to relieve in the killing languor and over-laboured lassitude of those who have nothing to do; something to excite an appetite to existence in the palled satiety which attends on all

pleasures which may be bought, where nature is not left to her own process, where even desire is anticipated; and therefore fruition defeated by meditated schemes and contrivances of delight; and no interval, no obstacle, is interposed between the wish and the accomplishment."

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THE recollections of College days, which recur at every turn of progressive life, are not only amongst the most interesting and fascinating memorials treasured in the mind, but in many instances are invested with a solemn sacredness, which redeems them from the oblivion into which they might otherwise gradually sink, and from the vanity which too commonly is inscribed upon our remembrances of the past. Were I to traverse my native land in its length and breadth, and then to launch from its shores, and cross the ocean which intervenes between it and the eastern and western hemispheres, I should find the companions of those days, who shared my joys and griefs, my hopes and fears, my walks and my studies, remotely scattered through the widening space, over which the church of Christ is extending its spiritual empire. My feet would be arrested at the premature graves of several, who, having just entered with glowing zeal, and lofty purposes, on "the work of an evangelist," were suddenly accosted with the summons, "Come up hither," and were removed to serve their divine