doth trouble spring out of the ground. (Job. v 6.) God gave her to see his greatness, and her nothingness, and then she abhorred herself and repented. (Job xlii. 5, 6.) He set before her his patience, and her provocation-his holiness and love-her guilt and negligence-in short, she turned her eyes from earth, and all its miseries, to God and all his goodness. She learnt that she deserved nothing, therefore was grateful for every thing; she looked to God for every thing, therefore she wanted for nothing; her days became days of peace, for God would provide; her sleepless nights no longer wearisome, for God was with her, and her soul dwelt on him; (Psalm xlii. 8. lxxvii. 6) from a mournful, miserable, useless being, she became a comforted, grateful, delightful Christian; and there she lies now on her sick bed, blessing God for having snatched her as a brand out of the burning, (Zech. iii. 2) and trusting wholly to him to order her lot, and dispose of all her concerns. I knew another case of long and severe trial. I visited a young woman, about thirty, who was receiving relief from the parish, although born in better circumstances, for her parents were well off in the world, and so was she for the first eighteen years of her life, but they became poor and died and she was left alone in the wide world, and thankful for the relief a parish afforded her, and the kindness of ladies who assisted her, and supplied her with needle-work, that she might pay the rent of a house for herself, for she had been from her infancy a helpless cripple, and could neither walk nor stand, and yet the exceeding cleanliness and neatness of that house would have done honor to the most active person in health and strength. Crippled and poor it pleased God to afflict her, and

that continually with one of the most painful of all complaints, so that she had many nights and days of strong pain, for one day of ease, and never knew what it was to be wholly free; but when she could sit up at all, she employed her fingers as I have told you, and taught some of her neighbour's little girls to work, in return for which they did her errands, and helped her as they could. The neatness and gentle manners of these children, and the cleanliness of the house, were prepossessing; much more so to us the countenance of this poor woman; pain, indeed, was strongly marked on features that had otherwise been handsome, but no trace of anxiety or care clouded their beautiful expression of peace and resignation. She told me her simple tale of worldly sorrrow, and heavenly joy that her parents brought her up in the fear of God, and instructed her as they were able, (and valuable must that instruction have been and impressed on her mind ;) she mentioned also, that once she remembered, when all the rest were gone out, she was repining at her afflicted state, when she considered, "What am I that I should murmur against Ged," and she repented so truly, that she was never heard to complain, and never remembered being again led to murmur. Never, observe, Reader, although following years brought greater trials; the loss of her parents, poverty, and the severe discipline of constant pain for ten years, accompanied with great helplessness, and no relation of her own to attend upon her; but she spent her days in praising God, and her nights seemed shorter in thoughts of his love-a love wherewith a stranger intermeddleth not, but which passeth all understanding to them in whose hearts it is shed abroad by the Holy Ghost. (Rom. v. 5.) I give yon,

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my poor friend, these instances, to shew you how great blessings the several afflictions may prove under the sanctifying power of God; how great a blessing your's will be if you have grace to improve it: and if not, why it must and will harden your heart, and make you worse instead of better. Once more then, and perhaps for the last time I shall ever address you, oncɔ more, let me beg you to listen to the voice of God, which still says, "Look unto me, and be saved." has called you in ten thousand ways. He has called you by the voice of his mercies-by the voice of his ministers of his word which is in your hands-by the voice of his chastisements, he has called you-by my voice he calleth you now-O let him not for ever call in vain. (Prov. i. 24—33.) Behold him on the Cross at Calvary, lifted up that he might draw all meu unto Him. When Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, (Num. xxi. 8, 9) no doubt many refused to look, and what was the consequence? they died, for all other remedies were vain. Now that the Son of Man is lifted up, many refuse to look, and they too must die an eternal, not a temporal, death --for there is no other name under heaven whereby they can be saved. (Acts iv. 42.) Be not you therefore one of them; but now, even now, call upon him to melt your bruised heart, to bind up your wounds, and heal your soul, so shall you find that our affliction is but light and short when compared with that eternal weight of glory which it works for those who look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen, for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.' PEACE.

SOUL-MURDER.

A CHRISTIAN Minister, in America, states as follows: An accomplished and amiable young woman, in the town of had been deeply affected by a

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sense of her spiritual danger. She was the only child of a fond and affectionate parent. The deep depression which accompanied her discovery of guilt and depravity, awakened all the jealousies of the father. He dreaded the loss of that sprightliness and vivacity which constituted the life of his domestic circle. was startled by the answers which his questions elicited; while he foresaw, or thought he foresaw, an encroachment on the hitherto unbroken tranquillity of a deceived heart. Efforts were made to remove the cause of disquietude; but they were such efforts as unsanctified wisdom directed. The Bible, at last, (0 how little may a parent know the far-reaching of the deed, when he snatches the word of life from the hand of a child!) and other books of religion, were removed from her possession; and their place was supplied with works of fiction. An excursion of pleasure was proposed, and declined. An offer of gayer amuseinent shared the same fate. Promises, remonstrances, and threatenings followed. But the father's infatuated perseverance, at last, brought compliance. Alas!

how little may a parent be aware that he is decking his offspring with the fillets of death, and leading to the sacrifice like a follower of Moloch! The end was accomplished. All thoughts of piety, and all concern for the immortal future, vanished together. But, oh, how, in less than a year, was the gaudy deception exploded! The fascinating and gay S Mwas prostrated by a fever that bade defiance to medical skill. The approach of death was unequi

vocal; and the countenance of every attendant fell, as if they had heard the flight of his arrow. I see, even now, that look directed to the father by the dying martyr of folly. The glazing eye was dim in hopelessness; and yet there seemed a something in its expiring rays, that told reproof, and tenderness, and terror, in the same glance. And that voice-its tone was decided, but sepulchral, still-My father! last year I would have sought the Redeemer.Fa-ther your child is'! Eternity heard the remainder of the sentence; for it was not uttered in time. The wretched survivor now saw before him the fruit of a disorder, whose seeds had been sown when his delighted look followed the steps of his idol in the maze of a dance. O how often, when I have witnessed the earthly wisdom of a parent banishing the thought of eternity, have I dwelt on that expression which seemed the last reflection from a season of departed hope, Last year I would have sought the Redeemer!''-DR. HENRY'S LETTERS.

In the County of B― lived an ironmonger who kept a general retail shop in that line. A nobleman in the neighbourhood was among his best customers. One Sabbath morning the Steward came to the house and said with an insolent sneer, “Are you afraid of the devil, Mr. K-?" "No," replied the good man, "I am not." Will you then sell me some articles today?" "No, I will not; it is the Sabbath-day, and the God of the Sabbath I love and fear. To-morrow I shall feel much obliged by executing his lordship's orders." "Very well, if you will not serve me today, you shall not to-morrow, or on any other day." The steward then retired in a violent rage. It is pleasing to be able to add, that the nobleman increased his favours when told of the circumstance.