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Rome! And, indeed, had Christ no Church till the
AN EXPERIENCE. damned because he was not one of Peter's subjects? Having entered a cottage to visit an old woman, Do not your consciences know that swearing obedience for many years suffering from an incurable to the pope of Rome was a thing unknown for many hundred years, yea, that it is a novelty in the world disease, I found sitting by her a young female, Must Christ lose for ever the most of his Church, whose appearance bespoke that she also had even those that never heard of Rome, because they been long tried by bodily affliction. Her form believe not in the pope ? Never shall I be Papist was wasted to a shadow, and as she sat, seemed while I breathe, if I must be engaged to send the most of the Christians on earth to the devil, and that upon of intense endurance, and there was coupled
somewhat deformed. Her face bore the aspect such an account as this. These things are so uncatholic, so unchristian, so inhumane, that I wonder, with it an expression of discontent, that gave and wonder a hundred times, how any learned, sober to features naturally plain an almost repulsive men among you are able to believe them. For my appearance. I did not feel inclined to address part I am a resolved Catholic, that own the univer- her; but the thought that her bodily condition sal Church of Christ, and cannot limit my charity to might be but a type of her diseased soul, and a corner or a faction, especially so gross a one as
the hope that a word spoken in season might yours. I own not the errors or other sins of any of the Churches, so far as I can discover them; but do good, overcame my reluctance, and I inif I must make them heretics, and unchurch them for quired kindly as to the state of her healths. these (yea, even those that go under the name of Nes- She replied with a cold, uncivil air, that had torians and Eutichians), I must needs put you in almost turned me aside from my purpose; but among them, who I think do err more grossly then again the thought of how much she must need they.
consolation impelled me, and I addressed to her some sentences regarding the compassionate
tenderness of that God who afflicts not wil. NO GOD.
lingly, nor grieves the children of men. All BY MRS. L. U. SIGOURNEY.
that was evil seemed now stirred within her;
she looked indignant, and rudely replied, that “ The fool hath said in his heart, There is no God.” she knew this as well as I did, but what was
she the better for it? It seemed that God did “ No God! No God!” the simplest flower That on the wild is found,
not design by me to convey to her any lesson,
and I ceased, lest I should provoke her further Shrinks, as it drinks its cup of dew, And trembles at the sound;
to sin against him. Her hostess, to whom I
discovered she was distantly related, expressed “ No God!" astonished echo cries From out her cavern hoar,
much regret at her conduct, and she soon left And every wandering bird that flies,
the room. I talked and prayed, as was wont,
with the old woman, not forgetting before God Reproves the Atheist lore.
her poor visitor. On rising to depart, she said,
“Ye maun forgie poor Jean; she has a queer The solemn forest lifts its head,
temper, but she has muckle need of your counTh’ Almighty to proclaim;
sel, and perhaps you'll be back and speak to The brooklet, on its crystal urn,
her again." Doth leap to praise his name;
Strange as it may seem, she had deeply exHigh sweeps the deep and vengeful sea,
cited my interest. I had not met with an inAlong its billowy track;
stance of enmity of heart against God so openly And red Vesuvius opens its mouth,
expressed. “Surely,” I said, “Satan is striving To hurl the falsehood back.
bard for the mastery; shall no effort be made
to rescue the prey from his grasp ?” The palm tree, with its princely crest
Days passed on, and the unhappy expression The cocoa's leafy shade
of the poor creature still rose before me; and The bread-fruit, bending to its lord,
as soon as I could again spare time for so long In yon far island glade
a walk, I took my way to the widow's home. The winged sceds, borne by the winds,
In the same seat, with the same look of disconThe roving sparrows feed
teni, sat her young friend. She moved not The melon on the desert sands
when I entered, and to my inquiry as to how Confute the scorner's creed.
she now was, she scarcely replied.
I determined not again to address her, but “ No God!” with indignation high
sought, in conversing with her hostess, to utter The fervent sun is stirred,
such things as she needed to hear; and in supAnd the pale moon turns paler still
plicating before God, I made mention of her as At such an impious word!
one for whom I desired the healing and cleanAnd, from their burning thrones, the stars sing influence of his Spirit. As I left the cotLook down with angry eye,
tage, she followed me with an excited air, and That thus a worm of dust should mock
asked who had told me anything about her. ETERNAL MAJESTY !
“No one has spoken to me of you,” I said;" I do
not even know whence you came; but the son- think of crossing again to Jean's abode, nor tence you uttered in my hearing, the only time had I for more than a fortnight visited her I ever saw you, convinced me that you were aged relation; but entering one day a cottage | without God and without hope in the world; much nearer my own residence, where I went and compassionating your misery, I have not to inquire after a sick child, I was astonished ceased ever since to pray that you might yet, to find Jean seated by the fir “Jean," I said, '1 by the enlightening influence of the Spirit, be “how came you here?" “I was so much the brought to see that which would enable you to better of crossing the water before," she said, I say, It is good for me that I have been afflic- "and so very ill since I saw you, that I was
It was evident she bad purposed to say anxious to try it again, and my cousin here more, but some inward feeling checked her, said, I might come to her for a little to see and she suddenly left me, and re-entered the how I would be. But I am no better, and I cottage. I repeated at intervals, as I had long see now that I came to be a burden to her, been accustomed to do, my visits to this abode that has plenty ado without me.” Her goodof suffering, and continued to act to this un. natured cousin immediately said very cheerhappy young woman as I had hitherto done. fully, “Oh! ye're no taken ony burden on ye, At times I thought her look somewhat changed, and ye maun just bae patience a wee, and maybut again the dark scowl sat on her brow. She be it will do you good yet;" “but," she added, replied in monosyllables to my inquiry regard turning to me, “I am ay telling her she'll near ing her health, and I addressed to her no other be better unless she keeps her mind easier; she observation; but latterly she rose on my enter- does nathing but mourn uight and day.” “ I am ing-a mark, at least, of increased civility. sorry to hear that,” I replied;" but the Bible tells One day I found her evidently prepared for a us that they who mourn shall be comforted, journey; and after I had sat some time, the and if Jean's mourning be of that kind to widow said : “ Jean's going to leave us to-day.” | which this promise is made, it may bring her “And where,” I inquired,“ do you.go?" "To something infinitely better than mere bodily a village on the opposite side of the river," she health," "I am sure I wish it may,” she said replied; then hesitating, and looking down, as kindly, but evidently not understanding what if afraid to meet my eye,” she added : " You I meant, and then pursuing the business with are sometimes there, and maybe I'll see you." which she was occupied when I entered, she : “I would gladly visit you,” I replied, “could I be left the room. of any use to you; but I have for long abstained When alone, I inquired of Jean as to the from speaking to you, because you seemed to cause of her disquietude. “0,” she said, “what resist all counsel." “ Indeed I did,” was her is to come of me? I am getting worse everyday, only answer. I felt this was a call which I I am not able to work for my daily bread, and should not overlook, and only a few days had I have none to look to me." "God's tender mer. passed when I sought out her dwelling. She cies,” I said, “are over all his works, and if you soemed surprised, and also glad to see me. “I put your trust in him, he will provide all that doubted,” she said, “ if you would ever come to you need." "Aye,” she answered, “it is easy to see me; I am sure I little deserve it.”
“Were say that when we are not in need, but it is not so any of us dealt with according to what we de- easy to be content with want staring us in the serve,” I replied, “ we must, long ere this, have face.” “What you say is very true," I replied, been where there is no hope; but we are spared "and you are right in supposing that I speak of by the mercy of God, and it is the desire that what I have not experienced, for I never was his long-suffering may yet lead you to repent- tried in this way; but I have seen the grace of ance, that has brought me to tell you of this God triumph in circumstances more trying if mercy to-day.” She now listened attentively possible than yours.” “What ?" she said, in a to all I said, but she never spoke; and it seemed tone I might almost say of indignant surprise; to me that the remembrance of the past was “did you ever see anybody without a penny in continually rising before her, and checking the the world, and unable to earn one, content ?” utterance of what she now felt. Before leaving “Yes,” I said; “more than content. I have seen a her, I asked if she wished me to pray with her, person in a state of perfect destitution, and and what she felt she especially needed of God. continued bodily suffering, rejoicing, because
A heart to acknowledge his goodness," she God had so ordered her lot, since it enabled replied. On bidding her farewell
, she grasped her more entirely to realize his continual care my hand, and said eagerly, “Oh, will you come in providing for her daily wants. She felt, she back again ?” “Yes," I replied, “ if God spare used to say, any morsel she ate coming as dime, and prolong your life.” She seemed amazed, rectly from the hand of God, as if the ravens and said, ". Do you think I am dying?" "We had been commissioned to feed her as they did are all dying," I answered, “and you are Elijah.” labouring under disease, which is an especial "Well," she said, "I cannot understand that call to you to be ready.”
at all.” “I know you cannot, Jean," I replied, For å considerable time subsequent to this “ because I fear you have never understood interview, I was too much engaged at home to that which would enable you to look with
child-like confidence to God as your heavenly the poor woman, who treated her with great Father, and perhaps this is the very reason tenderness, to bear the burden of her mainwhy he is so dealing with you, that he may tenance. She seemed herself exceedingly rehumble you, and do you good.” “Maybe," lieved by hearing of this, and I felt thankful to she said, in a tone that revealed the rising of have it in my power to remove out of her way her unsubdued spirit, while it was evident from one continual temptation to worldly anxiety. her expression that she was struggling to sup- It was now evident that she regarded herself press it; seeing this, I felt it was best not to go as a dying person, and also that her mind was further, and having prayed with her, I de- awakened to a true sense of her condition in
parted, promising soon to return. The cot- the sight of God. But she seldom expressed tage being close to the road which I had con- much of what she felt; sometimes, when asked tinually to pass, I saw her frequently, and en- if there was any passage of Scripture on which deavoured always to press home on her such hier mind could rest, she would mention a text lessons as I saw she needed; but I marked that had given her some comfort; but she allittle change, except that I often found her en- ways added that it was but for a time, and she gaged with her Bible, and always willing to feared she had no right to it. I continued for listen to my instruction. I was very glad, how- months to see her frequently, and found her ever, to hear the testimony of her relation, that growing at least in knowledge of God's Word, she was more contented and easier in her and in a thankful sense of his goodness to him temper.
in temporal things; but there never seemed any One morning I had scen her looking feverish clear recognition of his forgiving mercy in and uneasy, and she thought “one of her bad Christ. Her bodily strength was again conturns, as she called them, was coming on. siderably increased, and being much occupied Late in the evening, the man in whose house otherwise, I now saw her but seldom—nor had she was came to tell me that she had become I heard of her being at all worse; when going alarmingly ill, and was very desirous of seeing to church one day I was amazed to hear the
I went immediately out with him, and by prayers of the congregation requested for the way made some inquiry concerning her; she her as seemingly near death. As soon as the seemed in great distress, he said; but he thought service was over, I proceeded to her lodging; her mind was worse than her body, for she sup- the clergyman had also done the same, and I
posed herself dying, and did nothing but cry stood aside that he might speak with her. “O about her sins and the fear of hell;“and indeed,” sir," she said as soon as he entered, “your prayhe added, “I am at a loss to think what it can ers have indeed been heard for me this day. I be that troubles her. Nae doubt, she had an ill am wonderfully relieved in body, and what is temper, and was a wee revengeful in her way, far better, I have found rest to my soul. Long, but for anything else, I never saw much ill long I resisted the grace of God, and would not about her.”
take the free salvation he offered, but now he As he entered the house, I heard her crying has made me willing in the day of his power; out most piteously, “Oh me! what will become he has laid me low at the foot of the cross, and of me?—what will become of me?” The mo- made willing first to lie there.” ment she saw me, she said, “Oh pray for me-I The clergyman having spoken and prayed am dying-I am dying-I am a poor sinful with her, she seemed exhausted, and I did not creature-I cannot stand before my God. Oh think it wise to remain. As we left the cottage, me! oh me!” She went on for some time in “What a mournful deliverance at the very gates the same strain. I saw she was not in a condi- of death,” he remarked. “It is indeed,” I replied; tion to listen calmly to anything I might address“ but do you think she is dying?” “It is quite to her, and remained silent until she had some evident," he said, “that she is sinking very what exhausted herself and become quiet. I fast.” then said, “I can do nothing for you, Jean, but The next day I returned. She seemed asleep,
commend you to the mercy of God, and there and I was unwilling to disturb her. "O she had fore we shall pray.”
a pleasant night,” said her cousin; “she is so She continued pretty calm while I was so content with anything now, and not the least engaged; and when I had concluded and uttered afraid to die." in herhearing some passages of Scripture fitted When I returned the day following, she. to convey comfort to lier troubled mind, I could only answer by a monosyllable any quesleft her. Next day I returned; the bodily tion I asked; but she looked calm and happy. suffering still continued, but the mental excite- I saw her only once more, and then she lay in ment seemed to have passed away, and she a peaceful sleep from which she never awoke. scarcely spoke at all.
This attack gradually removed as many others had done, and left her in a more than
TO MASTERS. usually feeble state. There was no prospect TAKE HEED OF NEGLECTING YOUR SERVANTS' SOULS. whatever of her being removed, and I felt it --Their souls as well as their bodies are your charge; needful to make some arrangements to assist and you must be accountable shortly for them."
how few consider seriously of this ! Are not the returning back; she struggled hard, while the tears souls of servants slighted, as if they were little bet rolled down her cheeks at the sight of her helpless ter than the souls of brutes ? Sirs, is that which
babes. At length she turned from them. The chil. Christ thought worth his blood, not worth your care? The neglect of most masters in this thing is horrible. dren continued to cry, “Good bye, mother.” The How seldom do they speak a word of God to their sounds sent a thrill of anguish to her heart; but she servants! How great a rarity is it for them to pray pressed on to the house of those who were to bury with them, and read the Scriptures before them, her. In two days she died. and to call upon them to mind what they read! Who
Oh, that mothers were as careful to save their endeavours to convince their servants of the corruption children from the worse contagion of sin ! of their nature, and that they are born slaves of sin and Satan? Who commends Christ as the best Master, and commands his servants to obey him? Where is the master to be found that is frequently and im
CONVERTED INDIAN CHIEFS. portunately endeavouring to convince all under his charge of the necessity of faith in Christ, repent- COLONEL MʻKENNEY, in his work on the Indians, ance, and a holy life? How little are masters con- gives the following illustrations of the power cerned for God's honour and service! Nay, are there not some that are so far from minding the souls of
of divine grace over the hearts of savages, their servants, that if once they perceive a poor ser- apparently of the most hopeless class. The vant begins to set his face toward þeaven, how are first is the case of the celebrated chief Skenan. they set against him! What scoffs and jeers shall
doah:he then have, and scarce live a quiet life after it! And there are others that put their servants upon
Who has not beard of the famous Oneida sin, that keep them up to work so unreasonably late on Saturday nights, that they lose half the Lord's chief Skenandoah? He, whose pathway for day with sleeping ?' (2 Kings xxi. 11; Isa. xxxvii. 24.) sixty years had been marked with blood; whose How many that put their servants upon work, 'and war-whoop had resounded through many a ter.' serving of goods, upon the Lord's-day! How many rified settlement, and until the regions of the do we see keeping their stalls open to sell fruit ! 0
Mohawk rang with it; and who was in all rewhere are our Nehemiahs ? Who reproves his ser
One vants for neglecting God's service more than for ne
spects, the cruel, the indomitable savage. glecting of his own? Who observes what company would suppose that habits, stiffened by so long they keep-how the Sabbath is spent ? Who reproves a period of indulgence, could not be easily, if at them for lying and cheating for their profit? Are all, softened and remoulded; that the spirit of there not too many that put them upon telling lies the warrior, having been so long indulged in to cover their own neglect? Do such masters as these deserve the name of Christians? Do they look savage, could not be subdued, and made to con,
the practices so congenial to the feelings of the like God's servants. Janeway.
form to all that is gentle, and peaceful, and
pious. But all this was effected in the person A DYING MOTHER'S LOVE.
of this chief. He was awakened under the Tue plague broke out in a little Italian village. In preaching of the Rev. Mr. Kirkland;
came a convert to the faith of the Christian. one house the children were taken first; the parents The tomahawk, the war-club, and the scalpingwatched over them, but only caught the disease they knife fell from his grasp; the desolations which could not cure. The whole family died. On the he had produced he mourned over; he saw, in opposite side of the way lived the family of a poor his mythology, nothing but chimeras; he was labourer, who was absent during the whole week; penitent, and was forgiven. Nor did he ever only coming on Saturday nights to bring his scanty abandon the faith he had adopted, but continued earnings. His wife felt herself attacked by the
a peaceful, faithful, devoted Christian, until fever in the night; in the morning she was much his death, which occurred when he was over a worse, and before night the plague spot showed it- hundred years old. self. She thought of the terrible fate of her neigh- A while previous to his death, a friend callbours. She knew she must die; but as she looked ing to see him, and inquiring after his health, upon her dear little boys, she resolved not to com- received this answer (which most of you, doubtmunicate death to them. She therefore locked the less, have heard)—“ I am an aged hemlock children into the room, and snatched her bed-clothes, The winds of au hundred winters have whistled lest they should keep the contagion behind her, and through my branches. I am dead at the top left the house. She even denied herself the sad (referring to his blindness). Why I yet live, pleasure of a last embrace.
the great, good Spirit only knows. When I am Think of the heroism that enabled her to con- dead, bury me by the side of my minister and quer her feelings, and leave home, and all she loved, friend (meaning Mr. Kirkland)—that I may go to die! Her eldest child saw her from the window. up with him at the great resurrection !" He “Good bye, mother," said he, with his tenderest was accordingly so buried, and I have seen his tone, for he wondered why his mother left him so tomb. strangely. “Good bye, mother," repeated the Another case was that of Kusick, chief of youngest child, stretching his little hand out of the the Tuscaroras. He was also an Indian, and had window. The mother pauses ; her heart was drawn served under Lafayette, in the army of the Revotowards her children, and she was on the point of lution. It was usual for him, in company of a
HE MISTOOK THE LIGHT!
few of his leading men, to visit, once in every make me feel that he was deeply imbued with two or three years, the State of North Carolina, the proper spirit. He employed in the ceremony whence his tribe originally came, to see after his native Tuscarora. I asked him why, as he some claims they had on the State. In passing spoke very good English, he had asked the through Washington, the old chief would call blessing in his native tongue? He said,
“ When at my office, for the purpose of submitting his I speak English, I am often at a loss for a word. papers, and of counselling with me. On one of When, therefore, I speak to the great Spirit, I i hese occasions, he made a call before break- do not like to be perplexed, or have my mind fast, at my residence, accompanied by his com- distracted to look after a word. When I use panions. "A neighbour had stepped in to see my own language, it is like my breath; I am me, on his way to his office, and our conversa- composed.” Kusick died an honest man and a tion turned on Lady Morgau's France, which Christian; and has doubtless entered into his had been just then published, and was lying on rest. my table. We spoke of Lafayette. The moment his name was mentioned, Kusick turned quick upon me his fine black eyes, and asked
HE MISTOOK THE LIGHT! with great earnestness,
“ Is he yet alive? The same Lafayette that And what was the consequence ? hy, the largest was in the Revolutionary war ?"
steam-ship in the world, with a rich cargo, and a Yes, Kusick,” I answered, “ he is alive; and wrecked, in a dark and stormy night, on the most
company of three hundred souls on board, was he is the same Lafayette who was in that war. dangerous part of the coast of Ireland! The noble That book speaks of him as being not only alive, ship, which cost upwards of £200,000, left her port but looking well and hearty."
that very afternoon in fine trim, and with every He said, with deep emphasis, “ I am glad to prospect of a safe and speedy voyage, and at nine hear it."
o'clock she was thumping upon the rocks -- the sea
breaking over her with terrific violence, and threat“ Then you know Lafayette, Kusick ?" 50yes,” he answered, " I knew him well; Sning to send people, ship, and cargo, to instant de
! and many a time in the battle I threw myself But how could they mistake the light ? Were the between him and the bullets; for I loved captain and his officers on the look-out? Yes. Was him."
the chart (or map of the coast) closely examined ?
Yes. Was the compass all right? Yes. And were “ Were you in commission ?” « O, yes,” he replied, “ I was a lieutenant. her proper course? Yes; all this was done.
the common precautions taken to keep the ship on General Washington gave me a commission.” How then could she have met such a sad disaster ?
My friend and myself agreed to examine the Why, because a light appeared which was not noted records, and see if the old chief was not entitled on the chart, and the captain was deceived by it! to a pension. We (or rather he) did so. All He mistook it for another light that was on the chart, was found to be as Kusick had reported it, when and so, when he supposed he was running out to
sea, he was really running in upon the breakers ! he was put on the pension list.
How great a mistake, and how terrible the conseSome years after, in 1827, when passing quences ! through the Tuscarora reserve, on my way to Every reader of these lines is sailing on a more the wilderness, I stopped opposite his log cabin, hazardous voyage than the Great Britain attempted, and walked up to see the old chief. I found and has the command of a nobler vessel and a richer him engaged drying fish. After the usual freight than hers; yes, richer than all the treasures
of the world! Thousands of plans are laid to misgreeting, I asked if he continued to receive his lead and divert him from his course. False lights pension.
are purposely held out to betray him, and tides and “ No,” said the old chief,“ no; Congress pass. currents, of almost resistless power, set against him ed a law making it necessary for me to swear I from every point of the compass. Will he steer clear cannot live without it. Now, hear is my little of them all? Shall we see him push out into the log cabin, and it's my own; here's my patch, all set for the desired haven? Will he accomplish
broad sea, with a bright sky, a fair wind, and sails where I can raise corn, and beans, and bump- the voyage, and his fears and perils be all exchanged kins; and there's Lake Oneida, where I can for the tranquillity and joy of a happy home? catch fish. With these I can make out to live It will depend on two things.-1. Whether he has without the pension; and to say I could not, the true chart, and takes good heed to it. It is would be to lie to the great Spirit !
known as the Holy Scriptures, and it lays down
the position of every light on the voyage; and he Here was principle and piety; and a lesson
may be sure that any light that is not found on that for many whose advantages had far exceeded chart is to be shunned. 2. Whether he commits those of this poor Indian. In connection with himself and the whole direction of the voyage to Him this, I will add another anecdote. He break- whose footsteps are on the sea, and who rides upon fasted with me on the morning to which I have the wings of the wind. No one ever put his trust in referred; and knowing him to be a teacher of him and was confounded. the Christian religion among his people, and an vigilant-keep your chart always spread before you,
Farewell, then, young voyager! Be sober-be interpreter for those who occasionally preached and daily ask Him, to whose direction you have to them, I requested him to ask a blessing. He committed the voyage, what course he would have did so, and in a manner so impressive, as to you, this day, to steer.-Y. P. Gazette.