find it." No, you cannot find it. You will never see it again. A solemn hour is coming when you will hear of it, and will be glad to give an account of it; but it will never be in your possession again. A moment of past time can never be recalled. Once gone from you, 'tis gone for ever. A moment misimproved, perverted, abused, is worse than lost. As it cannot be recalled, so cannot its work be recalled nor altered. It has gone to the boundless past, but has left its record of evil for an eternity to come. How many moments of your life have been lost how many worse than lost! Yea, hours, days, months, and years-long years have been passed, and they have their record in the great Book of Remembrance, but they cannot return to you. What is the account which they have registered? Is it an account of penitence? Days, months, and even years, all spent in unbelief of heart and emnity against God. Wonderful perverseness of man! Wonderful forbearance of God! Fellow-sinner, do you think of it as your moments pass, that every one is going to make its report for the judgment day? Do you look back on a year that has been spent in rebellion against God, and have no fears of the future account? and have you already lived ten, twenty, thirty, even fifty or sixty years, and lived all this time estranged from God? And have you now no uneasiness of conscience respecting the past? Have you no anxieties concerning the endless future? Are you still living in impenitence, and still planning for the pursuits and pleasures of future years, without taking at all into your account the claims of God on your time and service? Care you nothing for the sin-nothing for the danger of living so? Divine patience and forbearance are great; but there are also such things as Divine justice and Divine wrath. They will not always slumber. You cannot always cumber the ground in this world of mercy. If you do not turn to God, by repentance and faith in his Son, the word will go forth, "Cut him down, why cumbereth he the ground?" If you wait for that hour, O think of what must follow! An eternity of woe! Endless and unutterable sorrows and sufferings, and all purchased by a fleeting life spent in the pleasures of sin. Is it not buying transitory and unsatisfying pleasure at too dear a rate? Will a few years of sinful pleasure on earth compensate for the torments of those fires which shall never be quenched? O no; you do not intend to go to those torments. But keep it in mind, you are going there, swift as time and your sins can hurry you there. If you delay but a little longer the work of repentance, you may delay too long to be saved. One moment too much will be fatal for ever. If you intend not to perish for ever, repent now. Professing Christian, one word with you. Where are your moments? Do you notice how they pass away? Are you improving them? You are constantly flattering yourself, that at a future day you shall be more diligent, more prayerful, and more useful. Have you not indulged the same thoughts for years? Has that time of devotion arrived? Do you find it nearer than it was years ago? Are you now more willing to be wholly consecrated to God than you have formerly been? Are you willing to say, Now I devote myself anew and wholly to the service of God-I will be more active, more prayerful, more holy, by his grace, from this hour onward? Say it, Christian, in the fulness and sincerity of your heart, and may God enable you to fulfil the vow. THE PRAIRIE FUNERAL. (From Journal of a Journey in Oregon.) TO-DAY we lost a soldier by cholera, the second only since our march commenced. He was a private named Caldwell, a man of excellent character, and much regretted by his officers. His funeral took place in the evening, after retreat. I followed the procession to the spot selected for his grave, the head of a small ravine in the rear of the camp, and shaded by large cotton wood trees. He was buried in his blanket, the camp furnishing no material for a coffin. The burial service was read over him by one officer, the dust and ashes scattered, and the first shovelful of earth thrown in by another, and as the last rays of the sun glanced athwart the turf, the crack of the rifle paid him the soldiers' tribute. The band struck up a lively air as it returned, and he was left in that wild solitude without even the silent companionship of other dead around him. Never had the gloom of death in its relation to earth struck me more forcibly. There is a consolation in lying down to one's last sleep amidst kindred and friends, or even where some eye shall now and then light upon the sod that covers us; but to lie there, with the howl of the wolf, or the prairie wind alone, to break the silence that broods over this green waste, is death indeed. A pretty child, the daughter of an officer, had stood by my side, looking curiously on. She now pulled my hand, and we turned away to pick the flowers that grew around us, and I forgot in their freshness the blight that another day would bring to them also. THE REVEL HUSHED. A COMPANY of revellers in England were waiting, over their mugs of ale, pipes and tobacco, for the accustomed leader of their mirth. When he came he was silent; till, on being rallied, he spoke, confessed his sins, and told them he was resolved henceforth to live to the glory of the Redeemer. What was the secret of this change? He had picked up a leaf of a Bible in the street. It was the means of his conversion; and his efforts were blessed to one of his comrades, who is now an aged and faithful servant of Christ, labouring for the wandering and the lost in the city of Philadelphia. Fragments. EVERY day should be distinguished by at least one particular act of love.--Lavater. As fire will not warm us unless we tarry at it, and as a bee cannot suck the honey from a flower unless she abide upon it, no more can any child of God receive support and consolation from the promises, unless he seriously and solemnly ponder and meditate on them.-Ibid. GOD governs the world, and we have only to do our duty wisely, and leave the issue to him.-John Jay. PATIENCE is an anodyne of God's own preparation. -Cowper. THOSE unlimited submissions which would debase the soul if directed to any other, will exalt and ennoble it when rendered to God. The chains and cords of love are infinitely more glorious than liberty itself: this slavery is more noble than all the empires of the world.-Scougal. THE CHRISTIAN TREASURY. 337 HINTS TO A YOUNG DISCIPLE. MY YOUNG FRIEND, I rejoice with your other friends in the change which has taken place in your views and conduct. Though it is too soon to pronounce it a saving change, yet I am willing to hope that it is such. The day will disclose it. I do not know whether a tree full of fragrant and beautiful blossoms, or the same tree laden with ripe fruit, gives the most pleasure. So, I am not able to say whether a young Christian, fuil of simplicity, eager for instruction, and ardent in hope, or the aged child of God, chastened in all his desires, deeply versed in the knowledge of his own heart, and richly laden with experience, is an object of the greatest interest. Older Christians commonly hope that those who come after them will avoid the errors into which they have fallen, and so accomplish wonders in the cause of Christ. At least, they have good hopes, even if they have fears also, respecting those who promise well, and so they desire to be useful to them. I venture to say some things which may do you good. They are said in love. I feel sure you will not despise them. 1. It is not an easy thing to be a Bible Christian. “The righteous are scarcely saved." None but the "violent take the kingdom of heaven by force." To lead a Christian life is to run a race; it is to wrestle with principalities and powers, it is to fight with legions of foes. Running, wrestling, and fighting are all hard. Of all errorists, none are more wild than those who teach that it is easy to obtain the crown. "Strive to enter in at the strait gate." "Thy work will not be done till thou hast got thy crown." 2. Obtain clear views of religious truth. To be clear, they must be both definite and extended. Be not satisfied with a few vague notions. "Be filled with the knowledge of his will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding." The word of God is the food of all true Christians. If they would grow and be strong, they must know it. "Search the Scriptures." The Bible is the richest mine ever worked. There is no danger of your reading it too much, or of your being too much controlled by it. 3. Settle it now and for ever, that whatever puffs up your mind and makes you feel secure or self-satisfied, is adverse to piety. To the humble alone does God give grace. Nothing, positively nothing, can be a substitute for deep self-abasement before God. Those thoughts, books, and sermons which awaken in you sentiments of self-abhorrence, are the best. 4. Adopt as your standard the Word of God, and nothing else. There is not a more dangerous practice than that of comparing ourselves with men, and not with God's word. It is the adoption of a forbidden rule. Besides, when we have begun to lower the standard, we continue to lower it until we get it so low as not to condemn us in our own eyes. This was the great error of the Scribes and Pharisees. Paul says: "We dare not make ourselves of the number, or compare ourselves with some that commend themselves; but they, measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise." Will you dare to do what Paul did not venture on? Your life, your heart. your faith will all be judged in the last day by the Bible, not by other men's attainments. 66 5. Beware of becoming a mere professor of religion. The pious Scougal speaks of some who were mere talking and walking skeletons "in the church. "He that boasteth himself of a false gift, is as clouds and wind without rain." Never express more feel ing than you have. Let your life, even more than your words, declare your real principles. 6. While it is very desirable that you should, by firm reliance on the atoning blood and precious righteousness of Christ, get rid of that fear which hath torment;" yet some fears are salutary. “The fear of the Lord is a fountain of life to depart from the snares of death." You cannot fear God too much. Sanctify him and make him your dread. Nor can you be too much afraid of sin. Nor can you be too fearful of being left by God to the deceitfulness of your own heart. Many of our fears are the means of our preservation. "Be not high-minded, but fear.” 7. Never trifle nor jest with sacred things. It is profaneness. It must harden the heart. It cannot fail to induce a sad confusion of mind. You cannot be too solemn and reverent when you speak or think of divine things. Never smile at a witticism on divine things. Some wits are madmen. 8. Try to do something every day for God; nay, live to him every hour and moment. Be always trying. He who never fails, will never succeed. There is no good horseman who has not been often thrown. There is no good swordsman who has not been often disarmed. There is no good Christian who has not often wept at the failure of his devices for the glory of God and the happiness of man. Keep trying. 9. Beware of superstition, fanaticism, melancholy, and a morbid conscience. All these are foes to piety. I mention them together because they are often united. If any thing be not sin or duty in God's word, make it not such in your creed. Beware of sleepless nights and nervous prostration. not righteous overmuch." Nature is feeble. Lay not upon her heavier burdens than the Lord has done. Fanaticism is a wild-fire that will destroy intelligent piety. "Be 10. Think much of the goodness of God, and especially of his mercy to you. Christ is full of grace and truth. Do not forget the bright view of things. This will furnish one of the best means of estimating your responsibility, and one of the best stimulants to exertion in behalf of a perishing world. If you have no pity for the heathen, you are no child | member that grace alone can make you spiritually so of God. If you are naturally fickle, be doubly on your guard 18. Get and maintain clear views and deep im Vain-pressions concerning the glorious doctrines of salva tion by grace alone. Human merit is nought. Eve say," What I am, I am by the grace of God.” “What hast thou, which thou hast not received ?" 11. If favoured with high religious joy, and seasons of sweet communion with God, boast not. glory is the bane of communion with God. When Moses' face shone, he covered it with a vail. Some things in religion are best known only to God and our own hearts. 12. Avoid all conduct of a doubtful kind. Many consciences are defiled by yielding to fashion or importunity, not only against convictions, but even against doubts. God never shuts us up to the necessity of doing a doubtful deed, whereby guilt may be incurred. We always sin when we do an act the lawfulness of which we are not clear about. Go not into the twilight. Live in the sunlight of Bible truth. 13. Waste not your time in idle fears and thoughts of the future in this world. To you the future may be very short. The things you most fear will probably never disturb you. If evils come, they will probably be such as no foresight of men can anticipate. "Trust in the Lord, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in thy land, and verily thou shalt be fed. Delight thyself also in the Lord, and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him." 14. Love all who love our Lord Jesus Christ. Love them tenderly. Bigotry and a narrow mind are great sources of misery, and great sins also. No man is more to be pitied, no man is in greater dan ger, than he who rejects those whom Christ receives, or who says to any child of God, "Stand by thyself, I am holier than thou." You have joined the church you prefer. That was right. But remember that there are some people in all branches of the true church of Christ, who please the Lord better than some in the branch to which you belong. 15. Be ever ready to give a reason of the hope that is in you with meekness and fear; but avoid angry controversy. It is unfriendly to growth either in knowledge or in grace. Friendly discussion of even religious doctrine is often useful. But you are yet a private and a feeble Christian. You are not now "set for the defence of the gospel." A feeble defence is often worse than none. Be sure that you understand a matter before you decide upon it. "He that answereth a matter before he heareth it, it is folly and a shame unto him." 16. If you shall fail of eminence in a life of piety, it will probably be as with most others, by inattention to comparatively little duties and little sins. It was the "little foxes" that " spoiled the tender grapes." All defections begin with little things. Nothing is positively of little importance, which affects the honour of God and the safety of the soul. 17. Be steadfast. A miserable changeling in the days of bloody Mary, said that he was a willow, not an oak. I hope you will be an oak, not a willow. He whose heart and purpose have no stability, is not fit for the kingdom of God. The Bible often If you are naturally firm, still re says as much. 19. Come to Christ daily for cleansing and salvation by his blood. Come as you came the hour you first fled to him. Come naked, guilty, defiled, poor, helpless, and lost. He is all your salvation. 20. Often think how soon your toils and tears and temptations will be over, and how sweet and pure and unfading the bliss of heaven will be. "To be spiritually-minded is life and peace." To be heavenly-minded is eating the grapes of Eschol be fore we enter the promised land. Another day, and you may be for ever with the Lord. At most "a little moment" will end the warfare, and open heaven to all believers. LADY COLQUHOUN, (Concluded from p. 334.) IV. SEED SOWN, AND ITS FRUIT. MR Farrell was proprietor of an estate near the delicate health, and along with their three daughters Giant's Causeway, in Ireland; but his wife was in they had resided for four or five summers at Camstraddan House, near Luss. Young ladies so well informed, and of manners so pleasing, were welcome visitors in most houses of that neighbourhood, and they were very often at Rossdhu. Miss Jane especi ally drew towards herself the affectionate observation of Lady Colquhoun. A prepossessing appearance, good sense, a cultivated mind, a warm heart, and frank and lively manners, made her a universal favourite; but, beyond a weekly attendance at the parish church, she gave no evidence of an interest in the things of God. And even this church-going was a mere formality. "Have you remarked that picturesque old woman who on Sundays sits on the pulpit stairs?" she one day asked her friends at Rossdhu. Of course they had. "Oh!" said the amateur artist," she is such a fine-looking old woman, I can not take my eyes off her the whole time of the ser mon, and I am painting her likeness from memory I can carry away each Sunday an impression of he features sufficient to employ my pencil during the week. But, in conjunction with other circum stances, the prospect of leaving home solemnized he mind, and led her to ask her whether, separated from all the means of grace, her religion had strength to stand? and this led to another question-whethe: she had any religion at all? A severe mental con flict ensued, and at the time when her thoughts were all engrossed with these anxious questions, at a di ner-party she met Lady Colquhoun. On leaving th dining-room the ladies went out to walk round th garden. Lady Colquhoun and Miss Jane Farrel having separated from the rest, in her own swee and engaging manner Lady Colquhoun introduce the subject of religion, and her young companio: opened to her all her mind. After this their inter views were frequent; and as they were the principa means of leading this interesting inquirer into the light of the gospel, they originated an ardent and life-long attachment. "Her last visit," says ou informant, "is still fresh on my memory. It was: bright autumnal morning, and I well remember he light and elegant form, as she glided along the avenue LADY COLQUHOUN. after bidding farewell to her friend and adviser." In company with Sir Edward and Lady Barnes, she sailed for Ceylon, and was married to her brother's partner, Charles Scott, Esq. From her home among the cinnamon-groves she wrote to her friend on Loch Lomond letters brimming over with the fulness of her own felicity, mingled with occasional misgivings as to her spiritual progress. "I possess great earthly happiness. I hear of my beloved family being in excellent health, and have the prospect of rejoining them in a very few years; and I have one of the kindest and most indulgent husbands that ever lived. But all these blessings, instead of raising my heart in thankfulness to the Giver of every good, and leading me to devote myself more to his service, seem only to bind my thoughts more firmly to this world; and I am often made to fear that I shall be deprived of some of those great mercies I am so unworthy of possessing. Yet no contrition seems to accompany the knowledge of my own sinfulness, and I have generally a gaiety and happiness of heart which should only be produced by the hope of daily advancing in meetness for the kingdom of heaven. When my prayers are cold and wandering, I feel I cannot deplore it as I ought, nor do I ask with sufficient earnestness for assistance to pray better; at the same time, I certainly do often feel the indescribable happiness of being able to trust in One mighty to save, and that it is not for our sakes that our prayers are accepted by God. I think I am gaining rather more knowledge of my sinfulness, and of the waywardness of my heart; but, as I said before, it is unaccompanied by sorrow for my offences, and does not diminish that lightness of mind which is certainly gaining on me." It was thus that Lady Colquhoun's gentle and guileless nature drew forth the confidence of her younger friends especially, and encouraged them to tell her "all that was in their heart;" for they were as sure of kind sympathy as of wise advice. And perhaps the fears of her ingenuous correspondent were not without foundation. God may have seen what she herself suspected; and in order to bring the roaming spirit back into its quiet rest, he sent the windy storm and the tempest. Six weeks after these lines were written, Mr Scott was seized by a fatal malady, and in a few hours it tore him from the arms of his distracted wife. A devoted missionary, Mr Mayor, heard of her distress, and along with Mrs Mayor, the beloved sister of a man greatly beloved, the Rev. E. Bickersteth, prevailed on her to come for a season to their calm and secluded abode. There she gradually regained composure, at least serenity enough to benefit by the conversation and prayers of her deeply sympathizing friends; and when, in 1828, she returned to her native land, although she brought with her a heavy load of sorrow, she also brought a mind uncommonly devoted to God. From Dublin, on February 13, 1829, she thus wrote to Lady Colquhoun : 339 one thought, except by the help of God, and his wondrous power to shed into the soul the richest spiritual consolations in the midst of nature's woe. O the deep, deep, almost overpowering views then given me of the vastness of eternity! and great in proportion was the consolation, when, by the tender mercy of God, there came back on the mind the transporting conviction that the soul, which seemed the dearer part of my own, was entered on an eternity of blessedness-that, as surely as Christ died and rose again, even so them also that sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. And the evidence that his state was such was so abundant, as to raise my soul in wonder and gratitude. My earthly, backsliding heart had been so satisfied with present happiness as to be comparatively forgetful of spiritual; but now I remember with indescribable comfort these last seven or eight months in particular, the gradual, the beautiful change, that often made me exclaim to myself, I may have more of religion on my lips, but he has infinitely more of it in his heart." The sting of my many omissions, in regard to his spiritual welfare, I thought at first could never be extracted; but my compassionate God has been pleased long to remove it, and even change it into an additional motive of gratitude to Him, who did it all himself, and who did not allow my sinfulness to come in the way of the great work of his salvation." Then, after mentioning Mr Mayor's providential visit to her dying husband, and her sojourn in the house of the missionary and his "truly Christian wife," she concludes : My voyage was such as to keep faith in constant exercise-many dangers, but a powerful protecting God appearing through all. I may humbly say, Hitherto hath the Lord helped me.' I am continually made to feel my weakness. Were I trying to look to earth in any shape for comfort, the heart would yet entirely sink under sorrow. But, blessed be our faithful God, who will never leave nor forsake us, who can give us faith to rest in his promi-es, and who can show the blessed termination when those sundered on earth shall unite for ever in prais ing redeeming love! My dear Lady Colquhoun, I have given you a letter filled about myself; but I know you will join with me in praising the mercy and love of our Saviour God. Your letter was indeed most comfortable to me. I received one from you at Baddagama, written when you thought me in the midst of earthly happiness. I was struck by your saying in it: If we cannot give our hearts to God, let us pray that he will take them-by any means take them.' You had little idea then that it required my best earthly treasure to be taken to heaven before I could feel that my all was there." The eighteen years of her widowhood were spent in a succession of ministrations to one invalid or afflicted relation after another, which in several instances appear to have been blessed to their everlast"I have often intended writing to you. In the ing salvation. At last, in the year 1845, and when time of my deepest affliction, you were one of the she hoped to see again her spiritual parent, the Lord very few my heart seemed to turn to, feeling that called her to himself. She said, when dying, "I you would understand where consolation can alone be laid too much stress on the ministry of man, and defound. I have indeed been in a strong fire of afflic-lighted in it. I cannot now converse but with diffition since I last wrote to you. O that the fire had consumed more of the dross! Then I was at the height of earthly happiness. The fall was sudden and violent, and unless upheld by an Almighty arm, I must have perished in my affliction. On the first shock I was left to my own strength, and the mind wandered under the acuteness of anguish. It seemed as if I could not pray; yet even the first look to Him whose compassions fail not, was answered, and in a way I could not have conceived before. I was made to experience my own inability to have so much as culty. God is drawing me off from all earthly props, that I may lean solely on himself. How abundantly I felt the promise fulfilled last night! The Comforter, the Holy Ghost, was indeed sent, and abundant was the supply of Scripture brought to my remembrance. Not merely what I had committed to memory, but large portions that I had not, came pouring in to comfort me." And as God had taught her to live upon himself, so she was very fearful of being too highly exalted, or too much spoken of by others. A diary which she had kept she destroyed before her death, and when told that a friend had written to inquire how she was, and how she had felt supported, she said, "I can so well understand Mr Simeon's feelings," and, like him, she for a moment or two waxed quite eloquent in extolling her Saviour, and disparaging herself; and like him also she silently departed, telling her attendant to keep the room quiet, for she was going to sleep. Thus, on earth they never met again; and in the many thoughts which followed her to her Indian bungalow, her Irish home, and her cottage on the brink of Niagara, in the fancy of her friend it was always the same Jane Farrell. And though the widow's garb was worn, and though many griefs and watchings by sick-beds had doubtless changed that pleasant countenance, no change came over that ardent, ingenuous, and self-devoting mind. And down to the close of life Mrs Scott retained a fervent attachment to Lady Colquhoun, and in her letters fondly reverted to the happy days when "first she knew the Lord," and when they were wont to take sweet counsel together. "Dear, dear Lady Colquhoun, I have indeed often thanked God for having given me such a Christian friend. When my mind was awakening, you were the first that spoke home to me. You first directed me plainly to Jesus, and encouraged me with the assurance that he would carry on the work which he alone could commence. And, dear friend, what increasing comfort there is in that view, grounded on God's own word, that he will perfect that which concerneth us, and will not forsake the work of his own hands. What a God we have! God in Christ. Truly you say, The end of our trials is to endear us to Jesus, and loose our hold of every thing else."" Of these trials the meek writer had many, and one was the loss of the letters addressed to her by her endeared correspondent. During a sojourn at Kingston, Upper Canada, the house in which she was residing was burnt to the ground, and we cannot forbear inserting a portion of the letter in which she describes the calamity, April 8, 1837: in every trial condescends to speak such peace as raises the heart to himself in continual thanksgiving. When I think of what I deserve I can only wonder at his gentle dealings. He often says, ' What I do thou knowest not now, but thou shalt know hereafter;' and he graciously lets so much of his hand of love be seen in every trial, that it is easy work to trust him with the remainder." Of the many letters which Lady Colquhoun addressed to this younger sister" in the kingdom and patience of Jesus Christ," we are thus precluded from offering to the reader any specimen. But even this slight record of so dear a friend may reflect some light on the character of Lady Colquhoun. It shows, at least, how alert she was for opportunities of doing good, and how graciously God honoured her consistency and prospered her fidelity. Nor will it be a vain digression if it enkindle in the reader or the writer aspirations after that heavenly-mindedness, and holy skill which made the subject of this biography a living epistle, and which so frequently converted morning calls and evening visits into "walks, of usefulness." V. KING WILLIAM IV., SIR GEORGE SINCLAIR, "Jan. 15.-My brother George is also with us. He gave a noble proof to-day of devotedness to the King of kings. When an invitation from the palace came for him to dine with our monarch on this sacred day, he did not hesitate a moment to send a refusal, which he did in most respectful and affectionate terms. How this will be taken it is impossible to say; but I rejoice that an opportunity has been afforded my brother of showing his sincerity at the court, and that I have a brother capable of acting thus. May the Almighty bless and pre serve him!" The incident to which the foregoing extract relates afforded great delight to Lady Colquhoun. Her brother was staying with her at the time, and as valued relics she preserved the card of invitation, dated, which she sought leave to transcribe. And we are sure that Sir George Sinclair will forgive the publication of that letter if it contribute, however remotely, to a cause which he has much at heart. "You kindly said you would send me The King-"Pavilion, Jan. 15, 1832," and a copy of the answer, dom of God.' All my efforts to procure it have been vain, and, alas! its beautiful sister, which I prized so much, is gone. Where? Like many other fair and lovely things, to dust and ashes. We were living in greater comfort than I ever expected to meet in Canada-too much at ease, no doubt-when one night a fire broke out below us. The flames spread rapidly, and all our worldly goods were consumed. It was night; the house, of course, in total darkness, and all sound asleep, till wakened by loud cries of 'Fire!" Our rooms were at the greatest distance from the hall, and worst situated for escape. The fire originated in a hardware store under the boarding-house, and when we got outside the house we heard there was gunpowder in the store sufficient to blow it up. Two explosions there were; but they did no additional harm. So there we stood, in the snow, watching the fierce flames forking up from our rooms, so shortly before the picture of peace and comfort. Nothing could be done, and the whole of it was so ordered that one could only offer it up into His hands who can make all things work together for good, and pray that we might effectually learn the lessons it was meant to teach. Besides much valuable property, I have lost all my books and written papers and letters, my Indian things, with all mementoes of beloved friends and past times. Another hint to forget the things which are behind, and press forward. But why do I thus detail our little losses? I meant not to do it. Rather let me speak of the great gain, the ever-increasing comfort of the promises, and of our Lord's love, who "SIRE,-No one can value more highly than I do, the honour and privilege of being at any time permitted to enjoy that social intercourse with which your Majesty has, on so many occasions, been pleased to indulge me for so many years. But I am fully aware with how much consideration your Majesty enters into the feelings and sympathizes with the wishes of those whom you honour with your friendship. I have for some time past been led to entertain very different notions from those which I once cherished as to the observance of this day, and subscribe fully to the views which the Church, and I may add the legislature, have laid down with respect to its importance. Encouraged by the latitude of discussion which your Majesty has so long and so kindly vouchsafed, I lately took the liberty, though in opposition to your Majesty's opinion, to maintain that not merely a part but the whole of this day should be devoted to those great purposes for which divine authority has set it apart. I may be permitted to add, from grateful experience, that this decision has its reward even here. I have found that God honours those who honour him, and, though encompassed with sin and infirmity, I can testify, that he is not an austere Master, that he has strength for all our weaknesses, indemnity for all our sacrifices, and consolation for all our troubles. "I feel bound, on principle of conscience, to deny |