alarmed. His constant cry was, "God be merciful to me a sinner!" The Bible was read to him, and he was pointed to the sinner's friend.

Lady Huntingdon wrote thus to Mr. Whitefield: "My Lord Bolingbroke was much struck with his brother's language in his last moments. O that his eyes might be opened by the illuminating influence of divine truth! He is a singularly awful character, and I am fearfully alarmed lest the Gospel he so heartily despises, yet affects to reverence, should prove the savor of death unto death to him."

Bolingbroke's Philosophy.

Lord Bolingbroke, notwithstanding his fine learning and deistic principles, wrote a letter which Mr. Whitefield saw and read, in which his lordship said: "Now I am under this affliction I find my philosophy fails me." "Their rock is not as our rock, our enemies themselves being judges."

Bolingbroke and the Clergyman.

From the following anecdote, related to the Countess of Huntingdon by Lord Bolingbroke himself, it appears that Lord Bolingbroke had some good thoughts in his head. A clergyman by the name of Church having one day called upon him, lord Bolingbroke said, "You have caught me reading John Calvin. He was indeed a man

of great parts, profound sense, and vast learning; he handles the doctrines of grace in a masterly manner." "Doctrines of grace!” replied the clergyman, "the doctrines of grace' have set all mankind by the ears." "I am surprised to hear you say so," said Lord Bolingbroke, "you who profess to believe and to preach Christianity. Those doctrines are certainly the doctrines of the Bible, and if I believe the doctrines of the Bible I must believe them. And let me seriously tell you that the greatest miracle in the world is the existence of Christianity, and its continued preservation as a religion, when the preaching of it is committed to the care of such unchristian men as you." This was a tremendous reproof, especially when we consider the source from whence it came. It must have been like a thunderbolt in a clear sky.

Whitefield and the Distinguished Beauty. "Honorable women not a few" heard Mr. Whitefield at Lady Huntingdon's, not only with pleasure, but profit. His sermons to the "brilliant circle" were as faithful as they were eloquent. The well-known Countess of Suffolk was distinguished for rare beauty. She admired herself, and was admired by others. She also heard Mr. Whitefield preach at Lady Huntingdon's. He knew nothing of her presence, but his sermon was so plain and pointed that while he drew the bow at a venture every arrow seemed aimed at her;

every thing he said she regarded as personal, and her indignation was aroused. It was with difficulty she could sit till the sermon had ended. When Mr. Whitefield had retired she flew into a fury, abused Lady Huntingdon to her face, and denounced the sermon as a deliberate attack upon herself. There was no quelling the storm of indignation; there was no silencing the beautiful fury. Lady Betty Jermain tried to explain to her the mistake under which she was laboring. Lady Bertie and the Duchess Dowager of Ancaster commanded her to be silent. All, all in vain. Neither explanations, entreaties, nor commands appeased her. She contended that she had been insulted, and had a right to repel it with indignation. However, her relatives, who were present, compelled her to apologize to Lady Huntingdon, which she did reluctantly and with exceeding bad grace, and immediately left to return no more. "Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.”

The Nicodemite Corner.

Lady Huntingdon built a chapel at Bath, which Whitefield dedicated, and in which he often preached. Whitefield said it was "beautifully original; extremely plain, and equally grand." There was in this chapel a seat for the Bishops, where they could see and hear, and, being screened by a curtain, could not be seen. It was often

occupied by them. The witty and eccentric Lady Betty Cobbe, the daughter-in-law of the Archbishop of Dublin, called this curtained seat "The Nicodemite Corner." She was in her element when she could get the Bishops into this place, where they could "see and hear the Methodists unseen." The Bishop of Derry, Dr. Barnard, who ordained Thomas Maxfield to help Mr. Wesley, that that "good man might not work himself to death," often occupied that curtained pew.

Whitefield and Lord Dartmouth.

Lord Dartmouth is known and esteemed in America as having been the patron of an institution of learning that bears his honored name— Dartmouth College, Hanover, New Hampshire. Lord Dartmouth was a Methodist, and he and Mr. Whitefield were most intimate friends. The poet Cowper knew him well, and thus refers to him:

"We boast some rich ones whom the Gospel sways,
And one who wears a coronet and prays."

George III. admired him, and said, "They call my Lord Dartmouth an enthusiast; but surely he says nothing on religion but what any Christian may and ought to say."

In 1768 preaching excursions were made by Whitefield and others of the evangelical clergy. On visiting Cheltenham, the home of Lord Dart

mouth, the use of the church, though asked for by his lordship as well as Whitefield, was refused. His lordship thereupon invited Whitefield and those accompanying him to his beautiful mansion. Whitefield, however, went to the church, at the door of which an immense assemblage, attracted by the fame of the preacher, had assembled, and, standing upon a moss-grown tombstone, cried out, "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters," etc. What a wonderful scene! The church closed, the graves covered with thousands of people, a number of Church ministers, with their gowns on, all proscribed from preaching to the famishing multitudes, and this, too, while Lord Dartmouth, a peer of the realm, a nobleman distinguished for his wealth and dignity, and admired by the King, stood among them with his family, their friend and patron.

Pentecostal scenes transpired that day. Rev. Henry Venn said, "They transcended my descriptive powers." He says that he was overwhelmed by a sense of the awful power and presence of Jehovah; that the effect of Whitefield's discourse was so irresistible that some of the hearers fell prostrate upon the graves, others sobbed aloud, some wept in silence, and almost the whole assembly seemed struck with awe. When Mr. Whitefield came to the application of his text to the ungodly his word cut like a sword. Many cried out with anguish. At this juncture Whitefield made an awful pause of a few seconds, then burst into a flood of tears. Ministers stood up and desired the