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MY father sent a single horse chair for me three days before the time appointed for my return. This alarmed me, and not without reason. The time, however, I have long wished for is at length arrived : and although I am in much trouble, yet I have reason to bless God who comforteth me in all my affliction; and I have reason to say, with all the children of God who have suffered in his cause, that as the sufferings of Christ abound in me, so my consolation also aboundeth by Christ. The Christian may rest assured, that there is an infinite difference between being corrected for his faults, and his suffering for a good conscience. Alas, what are all the reproaches and revilings of his fellow-mortals, to one who is rejoicing in God through our Lord Jesus Christ? Such a one is a brazen wall, upon which the artillery of hell can make very little impression. I now know, my dear friend, experimentally what caused Paul and Silas to sing praises to God at midnight, while their feet were fastened in the stocks. It is true I have not literally been used like these holy men ; but my name is cast out as evil, and I am looked upon as more vile than the reptile that crawls on the earth; and by those too whom I affectionately loved, and whom I still love, and pray for daily and hourly. .

\Vhen I arrived in the court, I saw my father look through the window. Always before, if I had been out but for a day, he would hasten to meet me, with a transport of joy; but now no person came, though I stayed sometime taking my things out of the chaise. I foreboded the reason, yet could not conceive how it could be known that I was a protestant, except Mr. Barnwell had sent my father a letter, which I now began to think must have been the case. I trembled from head to foot, and with difficulty reached the parlour. I sat down; but nobody was there, which astonished me beyond measure.

You must know, Madam, that copies of my letters to yon and Miss Barnwell, together with your letters to me, were bundled together, and hidden in the drawer of an old table which stood in the lumber-garret. My father, accompanied by signior Albino, entered the parlour with this bundle in his hand. I saw wrath in his countenance; and human nature, unable to sustain the shock, sank beiteath the impending stroke. I attempted to get up that is all I remember. One of the servants tells me that I fell all along on the floor; and indeed my face is much bruised, as well as my arms and one of my elbows

If I had thus gone out of the world, how easy had been the passage ! Those words of our Lord have occurred to my mind with much pleasure, WhosOpVC7" liveth and be lieveth in me shall never die. The separation of soul and body is not worthy the name of death. The children of God cease to breathe ; but they do not cease to live. Life! what is it? The favour of God. And death? It is his displeasure. That death is terrible indeed ! :

Father Albino attempted to bleed me, but in vain He gave it as his opinion that I was dead. My dear parent shed floods of tears, and declared that he could not survive. me. i

The first thing I can remember is, that I looked up, and saw a number of people about me, some holding a bottle to my nose, and others rubbing me. I could not imagine at first where I was, or what had been the matter. The first face I noticed was that of my dear father, bathed in tears. I put out my hand, and took hold of one of his, and with both mine pressed it to my lips. O Madam, there never was such a father! My dear child, cried he, how happy am I to see thee alive : all, I trust, will yet be well. I beg, Sir, said father Albino, you will not mention'a word, O my dear father, said I, still pressing his hand to my lips, may God bless you, and my dear sister, (I saw her weeping;) and my dear brother : then should I die in peace. Father Albino desired I would not talk. I again found myself very ill, and requested to go to bed. There, instead of sleeping, I reflected on the divine goodness, which had hitherto preserved me. I thanked God that it was known by my friends that I was a protestant, and earnestly prayed that I might not be ashamed of him or of his cause. I also recollected, that, in Rev. xxi. 8, the fearful are num. bered with the unbelieving, the abominable, and murder

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ers. And certainly, to fear man, who can only kill the body, more than God, is a proof of unregeneracy.

While I was thus meditating, I heard somebody ap. proach softly toward my bed. I looked up, and saw my sister. She kindly asked whether I found myself better. I told her I was a little revived. O my dear Eusebia, said she, what have you done? You have made the happiest family in the world the most unhappy.

My dear Maria, answered I, my fellow-mortals may condcmn me; but my God will justify me.

What then, cried she, hastily, is it not true that you are a heretic?

I acknowledge, replied I, in the words of the Apostle Paul, that after the way which you call heresy, so worship I, if not the God of my fathers, yet the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

And do you not remember, said she, what we have often declared to our dear father, that if we should ever become heretics, we desired no favour? Have we not assured him, that we should consider our guilt to be as great as that of Cain, and that we should expect an equal punishment?

I can only say, my dear sister, replied I, that it is a vain thing for worms like us to say what they will do, or what they will be. I then spake sincerely : and I should have acted very imprudently, when I embraced my present gentiments, if I had not been prepared to suffer, as well as to do the whole will of God.

So then, cried she tauntingly, it seems you are determined to go on with your show.

I am determined, with God's assistance, answered l; to be obedient to him, so far as I understand his will. But if any person can convince me out of the Scriptures that I err, I trust I shall always preserve a teachable mind.

The Scriptures! The Scriptures forsooth, cried she; I find you are like all the heretics. And pray who is to judge of the meaning of the Scriptures? Yourself, undoubtedly.

Nay, my dear sister, said I, I would allow you to be judge, if the state of your mind resembled that of the writers of them; and without that state of mind, no one can be a proper judge. "

I thought I heard something move, and turning my head, perceived my dear father standing just within the

room. When he was aware that I saw him, he came for ward, and said in the kindest manner, How does my dear angel do? I hope she is a little better. I thanked him, holding out' my hand to take hold of his. O my dear father, said I, you think me culpable ; and yet you are so kind to me : your goodness overcomes me.'

He sat down by my bed-side, and, holding my hand, said, I have indeed had too much reason for it: but I know the sweetness of your disposition, my own Eusebia, and am persuaded that the sense you have always had of your duty to God, to his church, and to your parent, will be more than sufficient to make you return to the true religion. It was a kind providence that your sister found your letters : you might otherwise have continued longer in your wandering from the fold of Christ, and have been thereby hardened in your apostacy. Many sheep have strayed from the right ways of God, and yet been brouglit back again. Father Albino has wept as if you had been his own child. The tenderness with which he loved you, and with which we all loved you, is inexpressible. The venerable man declares, that his own soul is not dearer to him than the souls of his three children; but that his Eusebia was the last he should have suspected of falling into heresy.

I desire no favour, Sir, rcplied I, if I am guilty of heresy. A heretic I humbly conceive, is one who departs from the truth delivered by the holy Spirit through the medium of the apostles and prophets. I cannot be a heretic ; for I reject no article of divine truth.

I have not read the letters, said my father, which have passed between you and your friends. But your sister and father Albino, who have read several of them, declare that you are as great a heretic as Luther and Calvin.

That is possible, Sir, replied. I; and yet I may be no heretic after all. We ought not to judge according to notions, which we have embraced merely because our ancestors held them; but we ought to judge righteous judgment. It grieves me to the heart, my dear father, to hear you give that name to persons who stand in the divine presence. To speak against the servants of Jesus, is to speak against him.

My father and sister seemed astonished beyond measure. My child, cried my father, you amaze me. I

should as soon believe that Satan and all his angels were in heaven, as those two arch-heretics. Were not those emissaries of the wicked one the means of rending the seamless coat of Christ ? And what has been the consequence ? Just what might have been expected. Those who left the holy catholic apostolic church have received the just reward of their iniquity, in the divisions and subdivisions into which they have been crumbling from that time to this. O my love (taking hold of my hand) you need only look at the lives of those who are divided from us, in order to know what kind of reformation that of Luther and Calvin was. ,

I acknowledge, my dear father, replied I, that protestants in general appear to be restitute of the fear of God : but that is no prool that all protestants are so. As to their being called by different names, I look upon that to be no evil at all, any more than that the seven churches of Asia were called by different names. It does not follow, because different societies of Christians are unconnected with each other, that therefore the church of God is divided. If Christians adhere to divine truth, though they be scauered in a hundred different countries, they are all one in Christ Jesus : and, on the contrary, if they have departed from it, they are not the churches of Christ, however they may be united.

Churches of Christ, child ? cried my father; there can be but one church of Christ. "Does not the spouse in the Canticles say, My dove, ny undefiled is but one? And is not the church this one church, terined by the apostle St. Paul, the pillar and ground of the truth? Now if any church except the holy Roman church, can lay claim to these characters, tell me which of the numberiess sects and par. ties it is?

I bless God, and I thank you, Sir, said I, that you will hear your child. In answer to what you have said, I acknowledge that the church of Christ is one church, and that this church is called the pillar and ground of the truth. It is so called, because every member of it both supports the truth, and is burit upon it. But if it be asked, whether the church of Rome, of England, or of Geneva, is this churchi, I answer, None of them. If it be further asked, whether any particular congregation of protestant dissenters is this church, I'must sull answer, No. The one uni

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