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salt. We set to work. I took out my knife | he was shot through the brain. Of how and fork, and soon disjointed my fowl; while many might the same tale be told. And they began at the centre with their fingers, was not a large measure of the same holy and pulled limb from limb. They laughed boldness and resignation apparent in the at me with my knife and fork, while I smiled Ragged Boy of the North? in return. Next a pie was brought; the first bit was taken by the lord out of the centre of his with his three fingers. I used my knife. Next a beautiful dish, on rather four dishes of cream, mixed with honey, was placed before

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ten miles across a level country, the army We left on the 19th, and marched about marching abreast in lines and columns. In It was delicious indeed. I asked seve. the evening we saw the enemy. A party of ral questions about the war, and was told the cavalry was sent to fight them, but they were Russians were defeated, and had made their ed in firing both shell and shot, and the Rustoo many; the artillary were busily engagway towards Bucharest. I told him that when the Russians heard of our arrival in sians returned the compliment. One serVarna they got afraid, and retreated. He geant got his leg shot off, and two privates asked me several questions about the beauty ployed in carrying off their dead. were wounded; the enemy were busily emWe reof England and English women, and, moremained here for the night, and on the mornover, asked me for a description of our cities, which I gave him, at the same time sketching of the 20th we marched to the village of ing a street of houses with large windows. Boorloch, which, in the Tartar language, I gave him a description of our public roads little river called the Alma, or apple River. means a resting-place; it is situated near a and railroads by drawing a diagram of a The Russians occupied a range of hills. train full-length, with the smoke, &c. I told him of their velocity-in short, all the ins There was a valley between us, so that an arand outs about it. I told him also that our my advancing ran the risk of being mowed women were beautiful, free, intelligent, and down by the enemy's grape-shot. The light virtuous, and described their dress. I stated division took shelter under the river's bank, particularly that they were not ashamed to opposite a breastwork defence thrown up by show their faces, as our friends the Turkish the enemy. The French were sent to silence women were, and that they did not wrap did. My regiment (the 7th Fusiliers), the a battery situated near the sea, which they 95th, 33d, and 23d, were sheltered under the river's bank, and kept firing away, but the Russians came down the hill in overpowering numbers to dislodge them; then one of our men shouted, "Up, my boys, death or glory!" the 7th and 95th followed him, and shortly after they took the enemy's stronghold. The grape-shot from the hills cut down many of our men; out of my regiment there were killed and wounded 208; there are no of

themselves like unnatural bundles. Recurring to the war again, he asked me the reason of onr sitting down inactive here, while their poor men were continually exposed to the incessant fire of the Russians. I said I did not know. He said it was his opinion we did not want to fight. I stared him fully in the face, and said, " Is that the faith you plaec upon us? Do you think our generals are fools, and do not know what to do?" I told him that every soldier thought it long until he went to fight the Russians, or other, ficers to my company, the captain was woundwise return to England again. He was de-ed, the sergeants killed or wounded. After lighted then, and asked me to dine with him again.

This Christian is no coward. Many a child of God has fought bravely in the present War. He was there, not of choice, but in the order of God's Providence; and, being there, he sought to prove whose he was, and whom he served. A brother of the gentleman to whom we just now alluded, said to his beloved Wife (but now mourning Widow), as he took his leave of her in the Camp, and went out to join in the attack upon the Redan. "I shall be as safe there as I am here; but, if it is the will of God, I shall fall, even that will be for the best." These were his parting words. Within one short hour, he was twice wounded outside the fort, and, no sooner had scaled the heights, and got within the fortress, than

the field was taken, I took a walk to see it. I met one of our officers slightly wounded; a wounded Russian made signs for some him some, which the scoundrel drank, and water, the officer sent his servant to give when his benefactor turned his back, he shot him dead with the loaded firelock he had beside him; the servant seeing this, returned and knocked out his brains. I think the loss of the English is about 1500, and the Russians about 7000. The battle lasted about two hours and a half. Such a hot battle in so short a time never was fought.

In our next extracts will be seen the gradual development of a master mind, which had long been hidden under a mass of superstition and prejudice. Not only a bright order of intellect begins to open; but that decision-that warmth of affection-that holy advocacy, which (when the truth, in its simplicity and

power, does touch the heart) is so obvious in the once-Irish Romanist's case.

If I am spared to return again safe, I will be able to buy my own discharge, and, God willing, I will come either to Turkey or Russia, to do good to the followers of the false prophet. I think that the fruitful seed of the Word of Life and truth has already taken root in the stony hearts of some Turks. I think I handled the plough of salvation, and dug up their hearts, and now I only wish that the rain and dew from Heaven would descend and water it, and that missionaries from our Presbyterian Church may be sent here also. May the Lord enlighten the eyes that for centuries have been blinded with falsehood; and may I live to see and hear that Constantinople, the great storehouse of Turkish delusion, has been cleansed and whitewhashed with the white-lime of the Gospel, in order that the old stench of Mohammed's doctrine may be entirely annihilated! This is what I want. I would then be satis

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from my Bible, to the two officers. I had done, the major exclaimed, "Oh, my beloved Philip, will you do me the favour of giving me this beautiful language, till I copy it ?" I most willingly granted his request, and then referred at some length to the efficacy of the blood of Jesus, the willing Saviour, the everlasting Intercessor, the only head and foundation of the Christian Church. I transalated a little prayer, beseeching God's blessing on the work I had commenced, imploring the outpouring of God's grace and Spirit, to lead them in the way of truth and holiness, and the shining forth of the bright light of the Gospel amongst the Turkish popu. lation; so that the vices now practised by the dark and ignorant Islam may disappear from that land of exquisite beauty, where darkness and falsehood prevail by the bursting forth of God's holy Word rushing with the resistless force of mighty waters. The major turned to the captain, and said, "How beautiful the English language is!" adding, as on a former occasion, "I will go to England fied. If I am spared to go home, and have and learn the English language, and Christias much money as will buy my discharge, Ianity in the brightness of its beauty; and will go myself to Constantinople (if not sent there), and lay down the way of salvation, and the knowledge of Him in whose hands are the heavens and the earth, and who has brought about this war for the better and not for the worse, and who governs alike the

Turk and the Christian.

His aptitude for obtaining languages is most remarkable. How interesting his interviews with Turkish officers. Who shall declare the result, or who can estimate the use which the Lord may make of such a once humble and despised instrumentality!

CAMP BEFORE SEBASTOPOL, Feb. 3, 1855.
REV. SIR, I stated in my last letter that
I had translated into Turkish the beautiful
little hymn-

I lay my sins on Jesus,

The spotless Lamb of God; together with some texts from my Bible, proving the doctrines contained in these lines. Afterwards I made my way to the Turkish camp as usual. On entering the tent of one of the officers, whom I am teaching English, I was accosted as follows; —“ Oh, you are welcome; enter if you please." I went in, took off my boots, and sat down between two officers-one of them a major, and the other a captain. After speaking about the general topics of the day, such as when will Sebastopol fall, or when will peace be proclaimed, I said to the major whom I am teaching English, "Sir, there is no peace this side the grave; we should be always in a fighting attitude;" and after dwelling some time on the subject of spiritual soldiery, I pulled out the translation of the hymn, and read it first, and afterwards the texts

after spending five or six years in England I will return to my native home, and there! there!" addressing the captain, "I will teach my ignorant and neglected, trodden-down and false-taught countrymen, the holy doctrines of Christianity; for," continued he, “ I am persuaded such a scoundrel as Mohammed could not be the founder of a true religion, he was the cause of shedding so much human blood to establish his false doctrines." "Read his life," said I, "and what does it tell you ?-That many a bloody battle was fought and won by his valour; that he was wordly wise, and a warrior; but was he not all the time establishing his own interests? True religion teaches that war is the consequence of great national sin, and they that shed blood unrighteously shall be repaid by having their own blood shed in a justifiable manner."

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"What do you say to that ?" said the major.

If this is right, can that be otherwise than wrong ?" They took down my name in full length, for hitherto they only knew me as Philip, and wished my address in England. An adjutant and captain, who heard our argument, or rather conversation, in an adjoin. ing tent, now entered, seemingly to insult me. They said, "You (Christians) do not know the truth, and do not believe the truth. you are (Giaours) infidels, and know nothing." 'You believe only in Allah," he continued ; "but we have prophets who lived holy lives, and taught us our holy sentiments, and wrote our most holy Koran." He began at Adam, and reckoned down to Mohammed-Adam, Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses, David, Solomon, Isaiah, Jeremiah, and the prophets of the Old Testament, to Jesus, Peter, Paul, and Mohammed. You

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looked were healed. So we, by faith, look to the Lamb of God, and, believing, are, justified from all things from which we could not be justified by the law of Moses."

do not," said he, "know these, neither do you believe in them. How, then, can you have the right religion ?" Stop, my dear friend," said I, can you tell me anything remarkable about Noah? How many years I told him several other things on this subwas be in building the first ship ?" He told ject; and then, addressing him particularly, me. "What was there remarkable about the I said. "Unless yon are washed in the blood ship?" said I. "Every blow," said he, of Jesus, it is impossible for you to be saved, "which he struck during these 120 years was and you must perish eternally just as the heard by all the world." He warned the people did before the flood, through unbelief. world," said I," that God was about to send Now, my friend," I continued, " do I a flood of waters on the earth in consequence not know your prophets aud believe in of the exceeding wickedness of man; they them ? They are my prophets too; but did not believe him. He invited them into Christ is my prophet, Priest, and King, my his ship; they rejected his invitation, and Saviour, my Adjutant, my Intercessor, my all consequently perished through their unbe- in all."-(The Turkish word for mediator is lief," I know all that, he replied." "But," kolassi, from koli, easy,-kolassi, the makersaid I, "do you know Jesus-whose Son he easy of things between the officers and men; was ?-for what purpose he came into this adjutant is the military term for the officer world P-by whom was he sent ?what doc- who mediates between the officers and men, trines did he teach P-what life did he live? for a man, unaccompanied by a non-commis-what death did he die, and for what did he sioned officer, is not allowed to speak to an suffer ?" To all these questions he made no officer; hence mediator, adjutant, and kolassi, reply, and I continued. "Was he not the mean the same thing). "But,' replied the Son of the eternal Allah ?" 66 'Oh, no," said adjutant and captain, "why do you not he, "stop. How could God, who is so in- mention Mohammed, the greatest prophet of finitely pure and holy, be the Father of a the whole, and who sits nearest to God in Son ?" 'Is not Allah all-powerful ?" said the kingdom of the sky ?" I did not wish I, solemnly. "Can he not do anything by to offend either of them, and said, "Was his power? Did he not form the world by Mohammed's life like Christ's life? Was it the word of his power ?" To each of these a peaceful life? Was it a holy life? Was questions he answered, "Yes." " Then it was his life devoted to the welfare of his countryby his power he formed, in the womb of a men, like the Son of God? 'Tis true he envirgin, the holy babe whom he called Je-acted laws to meet his own ends; he was a sus, because he shall save his people from worldly-wise man, an immoral man. Look their sins. "God's love," I continued, was at the verse in the Koran which he wrote so great that he sent his only-begotten Son to shed his most precious blood, to rescue fallen man from the power of Satan, and bring him to God-to save him from the yawning mouth of hell, that he might enjoy the happiness of heaven, and be made a partaker of those sweet benefits which the an. gels of God partake of and enjoy." Contrasting Jesus with Mohammed, I said, his doctrines were holy, just, and true. This," holding up my Bible, “is his Word, that I have in my hands. His doctrine was peace. His life was peaceful and holy. He spent his days, not in waging war, but in doing good, in working numerous miracles for the welfare of the people. He raised the dead, healed the sick, the maimed, the blind; cleansed the lepers, and so on. Finally, he was put to death; for this purpose he was sent into the world. He was crucified, not for any fault of his own, for he was pure and spotless, as a lamb without spot or blemish. He shed his most precious blood for sinners, and in this very blood are we Christians washed from our sins and purified from all our pollutions, so that through him we are saved. Your prophet, Moses, when the serpents were sent among the Jews in the wil. derness, made a serpnt of brass, by the command of God, and he told those that were bitten to look to it and live; and as many as

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concerning the keeping of many wives or
women, and all because he took an unnatural
likeness for his own near relative. Is there
anything in his life but worldly craft and de-
ceit ? and that is the reason why he wrote
such strange doctrines-doctrines that were
never heard of before his days, and which are
in direct opposition to the Word of God. If
God be true, Mohammed must be a liar and
impostor. It is true that Mohammed wrote
many good doctrines, but eqnally so that he
wrote far more false ones. Is it not written
in your Koran, that no man can serve two
masters, God and the devil? I repeat, you
must renounce sin and all your wicked abo.
minable habits, and be washed in the blood
of God's dear Son, before you can be saved.
I here changed the subject, and asked—
"What do you think of God?" He gave me
many good answers. How many Persons are
there in the Godhead ?" I asked. "Only one,"
he replied. "There are Three," said I, "the
Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost," He
could not comprehend, he said, how one
could be three, and three only one.
"No one can comprehend it. God had said
so, and we believe his word." I related to
him the doctrines of Christianity, faith and
works, as I learned them from the simple
language of the Shorter catechism. Thus
my acquaintance commenced with those other

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two officers, and I hope I shall succeed with them. My leisure hours are spent in translating the New Testament, and reflecting on the life of Mohammed, which I read when at Portsmouth. You know, I suppose, I have no book, and therefore I do everything by memory, which, thank God, is good. The adjutant, at the close remained some time silent, and, apparently reflecting on what was said, went out of the tent. The major and the captain whom I am teaching, were both confirmed and much comforted.

We cannot forbear. We must give one more extract. Reader, follow this dear youth into the scene so touchingly described in the annexed page under the heading.

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I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me, for I am meek and lowly in heart, and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." I translated Isaiah lv.1"Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk, withont money, and without price." I reminded him of Hasret Eesa (Jesus Christ). I told him he was a willing Saviour, an able Saviour, and that his blood cleanseth us from our very greatest sin. I read many passages to comfort him, I told him that he must put his whole trust and confidence in the Saviour. I gave him a definition of true and living faith in the shortest possible words. At last I reminded him of the beautiful hymn (formerly taught him)...

I lay my sins on Jesus,

The spotles Lamb of God;
He bears them all, and frees us
From the accursed load.

Oh, how attentively the captain and others, who had come in, listened! The captain seemed to swallow every word, and said aloud,

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Oh, Philip, kousoum dyma chaderima gelmelisen, banna guzle lacesdy Alla lahkmina vermelisen. Oh, Philip, guel, guel!" Which translated word for word, is,

I WAS SICK, AND YE VISITED ME." I have every reason to believe that the Turkish officers to whom I gave the Testament are making good use of them. When I go to their camp, I find some of them either reading the book, or arguing with each other as to its authenticity. I have proved to them as well as I could the author and authenticity of the Testament, and several other things. I am sorry to state that my best friend and supporter, Captain--, is dangerously ill. I went to see him yesterday. He would not let any of the officers near him, not even his servant. I entered the tent, and without any ceremony sat down beside him. At first he looked quite wild, and called his servant: but as soon as he look-come!" ed again, he put his feeble hand to mine, to shake it, and exclaimed," Oh, Philip, my Philip, my son my son! I am dangerously ill." After a little he added, "You have not come to see me to console and comfort me

-to speak the word of heaven to me! Oh, my son, why so ;-are you angry with me?" Before he had finished the sentence, he fell into a swoon. I instantly arose, got some cold water, and bathed his temples, and gave him to drink. I was very sorry, and scarcely knew where I was. But I took him up in my arms, that he might breathe some fresh air After a little while, he looked up and recognised me. He then lay down, collected himself, and said,---“ My son, I am going to die, I only request you will come to my tent, as you have formerly done, and speak to me about that Holy Ingilsheriffe (New Testament) you gave me. Oh that Alla would give me his help to understand it! I am weak: I cannot read it myself. So I hope you will honour me by reading and explaining it to me. Oh that I were in England," he added; "I would find a friend." I was choked; my countenance fell, for I was struck with the earnest simplicity of his expressions. I said I would come; I would explain that holy book to him. I opened the Testament and read Matthew xi. 28-80:-"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and

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“Oh, Philip, my lamb, continually to my tent you must come. To me, nice language God about, you must give. Oh, Philip, come,

I cheered him, told him of the danger of his ailment (fever), that it was infectious, but at the same time assured him that I would come. Seeing that he was

growing weaker, I departed.

We cannot conceive of a more practical comment upon the recent blasphemous doings at Kingstown, than this most deeply interesting little narrative affords. Our review has, we are aware, extended to an unusual length; but we had a two-fold object in view: first, to prove to the young what may be accomplished, under God, by application and perseverance; secondly, to bring a plain the Bible may do for those who have matter-of-fact from every-day life of what grace to " read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest it."

Lectures delivered in Bethesda Chapel, Dublin. By the late Rev. W. H. KRAUSE, A. M. Edited by CHARLES STUART STANFORD, D. D., Rector of St. Thomas's. Vol. III. Dublin; G. Herbert, 117, Grafton Street. WHEN a Minister's character is (as it ought to be) irreproachable, his doctrine (if he be a man of God, and jealous for his Master) will assuredly be assailed. It is a singular fact--and proves the des

perate enmity of the human heart to Divine Sovereignty, and his creaturehumbling method of saving sinners, that the voice of slander is sooner silenced against men as such, when they shall have passed to their account, than against men whom Jehovah has condescended to employ as His messengers to a guilty world. The charge of fanaticism-dogmatism-exclusiveness, against them, will not die away nearly so soon as that indignation against individuals whose conduct in life may have justly merited censure. It is a solemn consideration, and, we repeat, gives additional proof of the native enmity of the human heart to the flesh-humbling doctrines of sovereignty and grace.

It was not likely that the immortal [we beg the Editor of the Clerical Journal's pardon for persisting in the use of this to him objectionable phrase]-we say, it was not likely that the immortal KRAUSE, living as he does in the hearts of numberless people, and " though dead, speaking" as he does through his Sermons, Lectures, and Memoir, should escape, at least in some degree, that reproach which, in reality, is an honourable badge of faithful stewardship. Nevertheless (as Dr. STANFORD justly remarks in the Preface to the third volume of the Lectures, now before us)—

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clear, sound, harmonious doctrine; there
was this, and more than this: there was
doctrine reduced to experience; there
was a blending in beautiful order and
Gospel simplicity both precept and prac-
tice: the Gospel by his mouth
not in word only, but in demonstration
of the Spirit, and of power." Mr.
KRAUSE was a man of sound scriptural
knowledge; he was a man also of expe-
rience; and it is next to impossible to
read his Sermons and Lectures, without
readily perceiving that they are the lan-
guage of a man who had, by grace divine,
submitted his doctrinal views to a heart-
felt personal test: his were not mere
hearsay declarations; but if any man
could say, "We speak that we do know,
and testify that we have seen," Mr.
KRAUSE could. Hence there was a
warmth, and savour, and an unctious
experimental testimony. Reader, see if
it is not so in the extracts we annex.

Now, mark how graciously the Lord dealt with His servant Moses. When we read these narratives, we ought to endeavour to throw ourselves into the circumstances. Let us suppose ourselves in the place of Moses: he had a large multitude committed to his care, and they, as one man, rose in rebellion against him. The Lord comes forward; He takes the matter into his own hand, and before Moses utters a word, He says, The thing is done. What a lesson is this to the Lord's

people amongst us. We are sometimes afraid, we are sometimes uneasy; we say people are misrepresenting us, and they are not doing what is right towards us. O, would that we could remember, not a finger can be raised against the Lord's people, but the Lord knows it before they do. *

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It is very easy to say that a minister has mismanaged his commission, or misrepresented his trust. But the charge is too serious and too solemn not to require to be substantiated, or to be regarded for a moment as independent of clear and satisfactory proof. And this is what in Mr. Krause's case has never attempted; and even if it were, it would be easy to anticipate the result. If there is Now, as to the mode in which these only one department of the Scriptural exposi-people were to receive this food. The spirit tion in which Mr. Krause is happier than of independence was not allowed. A man in another, it is in the strength and solidity was not to lay up his store for the morrow. of the purely Scriptural basis upon which The Lord Jesus has taught us to pray, every one of his statements and arguments "Give us this day our daily bread." is invariably built. brethren, though we think this petition applies to our temporal necessities, yet there is great spiritual instruction conveyed in it. We sometimes hear God's people talk of their faith and their love; and they hope their faith and their love will become stronger. But when the first trial of the faith and of the love comes, they then begin to find what poor creatures they are, and they become unsettled. Those who have been living longest on the food the Lord provides, learn to ac

Whilst no man, we imagine, ever maintained a more harmonious and consistent testimony, than did Mr. KRAUSE, we question if any Minister of Christ were ever more tenacious about basing that testimony upon the simple, pure, unadulterated word of God. None were more

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ready to back up their statements by a "Thus saith the Lord," than was the beloved Minister of Bethesda Chapel. Whilst, however, there was, upon the knowledge, as they rise in the morning, that part of Mr. KRAUSE a constant appeal when the Lord at the first communicated they are as great bankrupts as they were to the letter of Scripture, his was any-spiritual life to their souls. We lay by our thing but a dry, doctrinal, sapless testi- store of manna, and we like to go look at it, mony. There was doctrine, it is true; but at last we find this will not do.

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