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seats in the vehicle-it was filled. When on the point of starting, a young man, apparently in failing health, came hastily to the door, and found, to his dismay, every seat occupied. With an earnest, plaintive tone of voice, be said, •Can
you not make room for one more? three times have I come, and have been unable to go ; it is of great importance I should do so.' One of my young friends was struck with his remarkable resemblance to my late dear husband and felt sympathy for him; she appealed to the ladies who sat near, and they contrived to make room for him. His conversation was pleasant and profitable; he was out in search of health by change of air and scene, and with that object was desirous of reaching the town to which the omnibus was going. During the ride he made a favourable impression on the father of my young friend; at the end of the journey he invited him to visit them. An intimacy commenced; the earnest piety of the young man was fully proved, and in a few weeks he became the accepted suitor of my sister. This seemed to reveal one important reason for my mysterious determination; had they gone the day before, this result would not have occurred; but it did not end here.
“Whilst this young man was regaining his health, he remembered that a friend in London had often expressed a wish to visit that part of the country, and he conceived that this would be a very favourable opportunity to invite him down. Mr. M- -(this friend) was a respectable merchant, energetic and prosperous, but unhappily irreligious. His wife was a pious and excellent woman, and of course very anxious for her husband's salvation. His utter disregard of religion caused her great pain, and to the young man of whom we have spoken she had often expressed her concern. He knew that Mrs. M--- would second his appeal. She did so, and it succeeded. Mr. M- came and remained with them several days, enjoying the beautiful scenery and the society of his friend. When the time of his return drew near, it was arranged that a little party consisting of my young friend and her suitor, and Mr. M- should pay me a visit. They came: it was a lovely day in the autumn of the year, and though my circumstances were sad and gloomy, yet all seemed pleased and in good spirits.
" It was my custom after dinner to retire to the drawing room and, in company with any friends, to spend an hour in singing our favourite hymns. I proposed that we should
do so to day; the first hymn selected was one, to me, full of interest :
• There is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign,' etc. The singing of it had often whiled away a lonely hour, and led me to contemplate the present bliss of one so recently my own. We sang it, perhaps, with more than usual animation. We had commenced the third verse when my eye rested on the countenance of Mr. M- ; to my astonishment, big tears were coursing each other down his face, and he was vainly endeavouring to conceal his great emotion. I felt concerned, but took no notice; in a few moments he arose from his seat and hastily left the room.
We finished the hymn, and his friend followed him. We remained in thoughtful prayerful concern as to what it might mean, when our visitor came back to say that he found Mr. M- in such an agonizing state of mind that he really could not tell what to do. He implored me to come and make an effort to allay his aroused convictions. After much hesitation I went, and there, in an agony of earnestness, knelt this heretofore stout-hearted despiser of the Saviour under the deepest consciousness of his lost condition as a sinner, and uttering expressions of absolute despair. It was long before, by the most soothing efforts, we could restore him to a degree of calmness, when he stated that on our commencing the hymn that afternoon there descended on him such a sense of his own alienation from God, and such a thorough conviction that the heaven of which we were singing would never be his, that hell seemed opened before him, and as if at any moment he might be swallowed up.
“Gradually, by prayer, by reading of the Scriptures, and conversation, he was enabled to talk with a measure of composure, and then he declared his intention instantly to start for London to convey to his wife the tidings of this marvellous change. Oh!' said he, to think I should have turned a deaf ear to all her affectionate pleadings so many years—how delighted will she be!! We requested him to wait till after the sabbath, but all remonstrance was useless; he was off to catch the train about a mile from my house. We who were left could hardly speak to each other, the change was so sudden, so unexpected, and yet apparently so complete. We wept, we prayed, we offered praise : about an hour had elapsed when we saw Mr. M-
again approaching our house. He was too late for the train, and was compelled to remain till Monday.
“ The next day being the sabbath, our new friend earnestly sought the means of grace. The sanctuary where I regularly worshipped was just then without a settled pastor, and the evening sermon was to be preached by a highly esteemed minister from London. I knew his habit was to address the unconverted very rousingly in the evening, and I feared lest he should again bring back the agonizing convictions of sin from which Mr. M- had been partially delivered. We went to worship, and, to my great satisfaction, the discourse was most consolatory and encouraging. To our dear friend it was indeed a season of refreshing. He found perfect and settled peace in believing, At the close of the service I expressed my thanks to the preacher, and told him the circumstances. He was agreeably surprised, and then told me that he had seldom been so completely at a loss, for as he entered the pulpit he found he had forgotten to bring his sermon. The text from which he intended to preach had completely escaped his recollection, and he searched the Bible in vain to find it At last he was compelled to select another, and his mind was directed to that which proved so useful to Mr. MWe closed that sacred day under the influence of emotions yon may conceive but I cannot express; and in the morning our dear friend returned, changed and happy, to his home.”
Surely we must discern here the guiding hand of God It would be the very infatuation of unbelief to deny a special providence in this affair. Every candid mind will be ready to exclaim with the Egyptians, when they saw the miracles of Moses, “ This is the finger of God." There is, indeed, much that is mysterious and inscrutable in the influence exerted on the mind of the lady; but we must remember that the Holy Spirit is compared to the wind which “bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, yet knowest not whence it cometh, and whither it goeth.”* Whilst we are careful not to abuse and pervert such impressions produced upon the mind to a mere superstitious credulity, yet let us adore that grace which will sometimes manifest itself even in such modes as these. "Lo, all these things worketh God oftentimes with man, to bring back his soul from the pit, to be enlightened with the light of the living.”+ * John iii, 8.
+ Job xxxii. 29, 30.
“What an immense number of replies to our advertisement for a governess!” exclaimed Mrs. Pemberton to her husband, as, for the third time, a large packet of letters lay ready to be looked over after breakfast. “I hope we shall not make a mistake in a choice so important to our children, and also to the comfort of our household."
I thought that note from a Miss Derwent rather promising," rejoined Mr. Pemberton. “Did you make any inquiry about her ?"
Yes, and for accomplishments and connections I fancy we could not do better; but there are other considerations. She is compelled to go out in consequence of reduced circumstances, and it is scarcely to be expected that her heart should be in her duties yet.”
“ That depends much upon her own mind and character, I think; she may at once so recognise duty as to enter upon it conscientiously, and she might be bound to our interests by finding friends and sympathy, and a comfortable home."
Mrs. Pemberton respected her husband's opinion, but she had received a lesson lately on that subject, and reminded him of the trying experience of a friend and neighbour, who, deceived by high-flown testimonials, had engaged a lady in reduced circumstances as governess, and found her the victim of pride and discontent, absorbed in self, and considering every hour spent in the duties she had assumed a decided condescension.
“I confess I dare not venture to take one, unless I know her well,” said Mrs. Pemberton ; " but here is a letter I 'ather like, from a Mrs. Warren, introducing her daughter, who has never been out yet, but whose education has been conducted with a view to the duties of a governess.
Now if this lady be a good mother she may have trained her child as we wish to train ours, and here will be no exacting spirit of fallen fortunes to contend with."
"Well, I would open a correspondence with her, and try to hear something from her neighbourhood before you decide," said Mr. Pemberton; every one must have a beginning." This was of course done; and by means of a nicely
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written note from Flora--good writing being, according to Mrs. Pemberton's old-fashioned notions, a special requirement in education-with skilful arrangement on the part of her mother, it was finally settled that the young lady should commence her duties with the opening quarter.
Oh, Belle! what shall I do?" cried the governess elect, running to her sister with the terrible fact; "they have actually engaged me, those people! I did not really think it would come to this; if the children are at all clever how can I teach them ? and if they are stupid, how shall I have patience to try? What shall I do ?”
“Don't begin by undervaluing yourself, my dear," replied Belle, smiling; “you must take care to answer no questions, even when you can do it, that you may not be suspected when you cannot; refer them always to books, because they will remember so much better.”
Well, but really, Belle, it is quite ridiculous to think of me as a governess.
I'd rather teach a kitten than a child, any day; I hate children, except very little, very pretty babies; and I don't care much for knowledge myself. I'm ready enough to earn money, if I might only do it in some way that I like.”
“ Ah! but, Flora, you have no proper pride, mamma says. Now, if it had been a proper thing for me, I should have liked to do sewing and embroidery and fancy work; then I could have lived at home and yet supported myself, and perhaps have been a little comfort to
you see no lady does anything of the kind.”
“I can't see why not,” persisted the unmanageable Flora; don't
you think a lady can be a lady, whatever she does ? But, between ourselves, I declare I don't know whether I'm a lady or not; and this Mrs. Pemberton wishes for a lady in mind and manners,' she says. Oh dear! I don't care a fig for such ladyship.”
“Father," said a little boy, in whose hearing various occupations in life were being discussed, “I should like
to be a gentleman; can you buy the tools to make one ?" Bought tools will not make a lady, that much misused, much misunderstood term ; neither can any circumstances of themselves unmake one. A true lady has within herself the pure gold that outshines all the superficial makebelieves that impose on society; and in any position of life a cultivated mind, a renewed and humble heart, a meek and self-denying spirit will dignify the lot, preserve
papa ; but