ning to be a moft engaging child, full of health and fpirits. He was taken a little poorly on Monday the eleventh, and continued to be fo, two or three days. We apprehended he was taking the small-pox; but not feeing any appearance of an eruption, though he continued to fhew fymptoms of pain in his head, and fickness in his ftomach; I was rather alarmed therefore his father went early on Friday morning for Mr. Floyde, who came immediately; and told me, I need be under no difagreeable apprehenfions on his account, for, though he thought it a fever, he would give him fome powders, which would, with the bleffing of God, relieve his head and ftomach. I believe they were of ufe, for, he did not com plain near fo much the next day, as he had done before.

On Saturday night when I went to bed, I left him (as I thought) much better; but this did not last long, for he began to be greatly agitated about two o'clock, and at five he fell into ftrong convulsions, the first of which lafted, without interrup tion, two hours; notwithstanding we got all the affiftance we could for him, from the Doctors in Bradford. At feven his poor father was obliged to leave me, with a heavy heart, as he had to preach at Ecclefhill at eight; fearing he would never behold him alive, any more. His fears were but too well grounded; for, at half past nine he breathed his laft.

I know, my dear Sir, you are poffeffed of too much fenfibility, not to judge more juflly what my feelings were, on this diftreffing occafion, than would be in my power to defcribe. His father was afflicted above measure, at his return, which was about ten, and has ever fince been very ill, more fo than I ever knew him to be, fince we were married, He again engaged in his labours yefterday, and is now in the cir cuit; having no perfon here to affift him in preaching. I am myself very poorly, and am not fure that I have quite five weeks to reckon.

I request, my dear Sir, you will remember in your ap proaches to the throne of your heavenly Father, (in whose

fight I know you are precious) your weak diftreffed child, and help me by your fatherly admonitions. May I flatter my felf that what I hear is true, that you intend visiting thefe parts this fummer? If fo, I need not tell you what pleasure your prefence will give me; as I am perfuaded you do not doubt, either of the fincerity, or ftrength of my love, or gratitude. But O! my dear Sir, if the Lord should be pleased to spare me, to have that privilege, I could wifh to feel myself more what I know would give you fatisfaction; I mean, to have more of the mind of Christ. I find, glory be to him, that I have a meafure of it; but ftill I feel an aching void; I am not yet filled with his fulnefs; Lord help me to be all in earnest; for, I fee nothing lefs than striving and agonizing will do.

I am, honoured and very dear Sir, with many prayers for your prefent and eternal happiness,

Your very affectionate, though unworthy Child,

On MATT. iv. ver, 22.-They immediately left the fhip, and

el.

followed him.

THE facred charge who undertakes,

Th' Apostles' genuine fucceffor;

He all his earthly hopes forfakes,
With all his fond attachments here;.

Puts off his nature's foft excefs,

And only lives his God to please.

Lo.d

Lord we thy Spirit's call obey,

The fervants of thy Church below; Without regret, without delay,

Our friends, our all for Thee forego; And, enriched by poverty,

Our more than all restored in Thee.

On the DEATH of Mrs. JOANNA TURN E R. [By Mils C-]

WEEP on, ye friends: indulge the pious tear

The pious tear, to worth and virtue due!
Let fall the precious drops, and bathe the bier
Of her, who oft has wept and prayed for you!
Let fouls of adamant their firmness boast:
(Unfeeling fons of apathy, their name :)
To all the tender ties of nature lost:

Ye hardened wretches, glory in your shame!

But come, ye feeling few, who truly mourn!
Who know not yet the Stoic's pageant pride;
Bedew, with me, this confecrated urn:

*

But know, that Death was conquered ere she died!
Say not, bold man,' " 'tis hopeless finners grieve:"
Go view the tomb where favoured Laz'rus flept:
There, O ye Chriftians, there your part receive:
Learn there to weep;-for, there your Jefus wept!
Give, give your fcruples to the sweeping wind:

The fcruple, in effect, your God prophanes;
Obferve, and copy. His more gentle mind;
And pour your tribute o'er thefe loved remains.

A Gentleman of Trowbridge.

See

See there, ve poor, fee there Joanna lies!

She, who your every want has oft relieved: Your Tabitha, your benefactress, dies!

Now grieve for her, who for your forrows grieved! Ye tender objects too, come, take your share : Ye helpless orphans, mourn around her tomb: Once, once alas! ye proved her pious care: She faw he felt-fhe eafèd-your haplefs doom. Let Zion's daughters raise their voices high! Thofe daughters fhe with heavenly counfel fed: Tell, tell to all; and never cease the cry: A mother in our Ifrael now is dead!

The PRIMROSE BANK.

WHEN

HEN life was young, and days ferene,
My heart enjoyed the rural scene;
The Primrose pale, and Vi'let blue,
Had fomething fimple, fine, and new;
And every bush and budding tree
Conveyed a world of blifs to me.

But now, fince fober time has fhed
His grave dominion o'er my head,
My languid fpirits faint and tire,
For want of fomething new t' admire
For, lo, these beauties all appear,
But only, as they did laft year;
And fly as swiftly as they came,
And will, in future years, the fame.

Thus, many a year, and month, and day,

I've marked their progress and decay:
And ever find their promise vain,
Because they bloom to die again.

Thus, in the round of mortal things,
No lafting joy or pleasure fprings;
But joys, that rise in yonder sky,
For ever bloom, and never die.

An Illuftration of Part of the Seventh Chapter of the Epiftle to the Romans, from verfe 14, to the end of the Chapter. By JAMES SMITH, Minifter in DUMFERMLINE

[Continued from page 175.]

A more particular Explanation of the feveral Verfes.

Ver. 16. If then I do that which I would not, I confent unto the law, that it is good.

THIS is an inference from the former verfe, the obvious

sense of which is, that men, even in an unconverted state, approve of the law of God: they fee its propriety and equity, confequently their judgment approveth of it as good, though their paffions and inclinations oppose it. It is not supposed here, that the man at all times confents to the whole of God's law as good this inference is limited by what he said in the former verfe. If then I do that which I would not, in this I VOL. XIII Ff confent