present. I do not think we had many curious ones that day, but a good gathering of those that love, seek, and serve the Lord. Six men and four women from Hazelmere, (and one to join us ;) one or two are waiting at the wrong end of the pool in their own feelings, but still I hope well. I believe it was a true earnest begging morning with many that were present, and others that were absent, for the Lord's presence to be realised, his power to be made known, his service to be perfect freedom, his ways pleasantness and the consciences of his humble followers to have the impress of his approbation and approval. Ah, my dear brother, this is sweet work when it is so; and you and I, and thousands more, are no strangers to this blessed reality. Brother Spencer, of Guildford, commenced the service by singing the well known favorite hymn Dear Lord, and will thy pard'ning love Wilt thou my load of guilt remove, I read from the sixteenth to the twenty-third verse of the third chapter of Luke, and implored the Lord's blessing; and truly I did find it begging; and the dear Lord permitted me to get very near; and the nearer I get, the bolder I get, and the more I want, and nothing will do for my soul but he must bless me and mine, which are his. Another hymn, and then I attempted to speak from the words that had been solemnly and sweetly impressed on my mind, 1 Pet. iii. 20, 21. It seemed a solemn hearing time, and some said a good time unto them. Then a hymn; and an address. And truly, in addressing my dear brother Welland, (which I trust and feel is a God-sent minister, manifestively so in the consciences of many,) we found it solemn and good. I then took hold of his hand, and with big tears of joy dropping from mine and his eyes, and many more, we went down into the water, and I baptised him, beneath the water in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost; and thus came up out of the water, as our brother Spencer and friends were singing Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, as we had sang the first two lines before we went down into the water; so the second, and to the twelfth. After which service we sat down together to dinner in the chapel, about forty. After dinner, commenced services with Gorious things of thee are spoken, Brother Welland read, prayed, and preached from the twelfth and thirteenth verses of the a good time with many. After which about seventy sat down to tea, and then separated to our wide apart dwellings with the savour, sweetness, and preciousness of the ways of God and truth of God; and I have heard by many that it was one of the best days that ever they witnessed. Oh, how good the Lord is, to help, and own, and bless us! Our friends got home well, went on their way rejoicing, having the answer of a good conscience; and though one or two of the females were weak in body, and the journey long, (it took the day, and part of two nights) they were better when they arrived at home than when they started in the morning, realising what the poet expresses— Ye fearful saints fresh courage take, Now if you think this plain statement of un- SOME ACCOUNT OF A Child that died One Hundred years old. DEAR BROTHER BANKS,-I have been requested to furnish you with a short account of a scholar in our school at New-Land; if you think well, put it in the Earthen Vessel. Sarah Willoughby died Sabbath-day, September 24th, aged fifteen; though young in years was blessedly led to see her ruined and undone state by nature, and to know the worth of Christ and his power to save; and if ever the power of grace was displayed, methinks it was in this instance. I (with several others) often visited her, and as often God. She was very much afflicted, and conI have been refreshed by her testimony for fined to her bed for weeks, during which time she gave many proofs of the Lord's said work upon her soul. Once when being asked what her hope was resting upon, she upon Christ, the Rock of ages;' I have nothing else to rest upon!" and often would she repeat the words of the poet, "Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee." fifth chapter of Revelations, and truly it was "I want to hear of him, and his finished A SPIRITUAL MARINER. Oh, what enlargement! who can tell? 261 Mr. Evans preached the following Sabbath evening from Job v. 17. "Behold, happy is the man whom God correcteth." Which she chose herself. We have in this account, surely, a plea for Sunday Schools; a witness of the power of grace; the promise fulfilled.-"All thy children shall be taught of thee." High Wycombe. Your's in Christ, R. COLLINS. A Spiritual Mariner. - work and power to save." On being asked | being in great pain, her mother said, "it by her teacher, whether she would not like grieves me, my dear, to see you in such to be free from pain and her disease, and to pain," She said "why grieve, mother? it is be about with her brothers and sisters, she the Lord's will." On the Afternoon of the lifted up both her hands and said, "not my 24th, Mr. Evans called to see her, and while will!" and on being asked at another time engaged with the Lord to give her a easy what we should supplicate for at the throne passage to the realms of eternal day, her of mercy, she said, "just what the Lord en-happy spirit took flight to her Redeemer's ables you, ask for." She rejoiced in the fact, breast, to be for ever with the Lord. that none for whom Christ shed his blood could go to hell and be lost; and any thing in the shape of uncertainty in matters of salvation, she had no ear for; she saw how utterly undone and entirely ruined she was, that nothing but the work of Almighty God would do for such, and was well acquainted why she had recourse to God's method of salvation, because all man's way and method of salvation was nothing else but damnation. On these points, at times, she expressed herself with such clearness, one would think an aged pilgrim of long standing was conversing; so that we may well bear testimony to the truth in Isaiah lxv. 20. "The child shall die an hundred years old." During her illness, it pleased God to remove her father after a few days illness; he, too, was a real, humble soul; she bore this stroke with great patience, and tried to comfort her mother by telling her it was the Lord's will, and all was right, and that the Lord had promised to be a husband to the widow, and he would provide. About this time the nature of the disease was such that she required much to support her, and her appetite was very good, and in this she was enabled to rest upon her God to send her what she wanted, and she said once in the presence of myself and others; "I with cheerfulness I shall never forget, cannot see where the supply is to come from, but I know I shall have it, because God has promised it." She would often pour out her sou! to God to bless her mother; and the cause of God was often earnestly pleaded for. "Ministers and deacons (she said to her mother,) ought to be prayed for, for I compare them to pillars in God's House, and if they are not kept faithful and decided for truth; what would be the consequence? the cause would soon come down." Mr. Evans was called in to see her once, when she was thought to be near her end, and asked her how matters were with her? She said, "Well, well; I am going home." She was in fact in holy raptures, and exclaimed: "Oh! my Father, my Father;" Mr. Evans asked her, which Father? 'My father's Father,' she said; 'I am going home.' But her end was not fully come, but it was evident there was a great change; on being low in her feelings, she said to her mother, "the devil has been telling me I am too great a sinner to be saved," I told him Once in Christ in Christ for ever," and this truth was brought home to her, and she became more composed. Towards the close, I To God give the glory that such a weak worm, Midst all these rude billows, so bitterly toss'd, Yes! this blessed Captain, this Steersman is true, ELIZA. Things as they should be, health, in his own good time. The Lord BETWEEN A FATHFUL HUSBAND, AND AN hath raised me up here an abundance of AFFECTIONATE WIFE. [The following correspondence between Mr. James Osbourn, and his loving spouse, we think will be read with interest.] MY DEAR JANE AND FAMILY, I this morning arrived here from the West, -two months' tour of preaching. To-morrow I start off again for Kent, Sussex, and Surrey, &c. Through the mercy of our God my health is tolerably good, and I am happy to hear you are all well. Your letters come very regularly now, and I'm glad of it. Your last epistle, and a nice one too, came safe to me in Dorsetshire. I hope you will get this safe, and that it will find you all in good health and spirits. The time I calculated to be at home is near at hand, and if you say that I must shew myself in the Monumental city early next autumn, according to my word when I left it, an effort must be made to accomplish the same, but it will be attended with some difficulty; for by the request of many friends here, I some time ago put my Building of Mercy to the press, and have just found out that it will not be ready for distribution till the last of September, and by the time it is circulated among my subscribers, winter will be upon us, and crossing the Atlantic ocean in the dead of winter is not a very desirable undertaking, and especially if 'twas known that the passage would be as severe as was my trip to England, and the time of performing it eight or ten weeks, as is sometimes the case. If therefore you could and would be so indulgent as to prolong my furlow till next spring, it will be greatly to my advantage, in reference to my work now in the press. Think on this subject, Jane, and let me know as soon as you please. May Israel's God be with, and bless, and defend, and take special care of you all; and I believe he will as he hath always done. Yes, in answer to thousands of petitions put up by me on my knees on the behalf of you and the children, hath our heavenly Father graciously and wonderfully appeared for you. Never once do I forget, or leave you out in my private addresses to God at a throne of grace; and this too has been my uniform practice for more than thirty years; and often I feel a heart to pray to God for you all, when I've no feeling or spirit to pray for myself; and many sweet answers too have I received from the Lord of hosts to the petitions put up for you. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Never a day passes away but I'm with you in spirit, beholding your movements and order; and I shall have an abundance of things to tell you about when we are together; and I hope the Lord will bring us together in peace, and love, and warm hearted friends, and from them I receive strong assurances of love and respect; and on brass I wish to engrave friendship, while unkindness I will write in sand. My inestimable friends here in Bedford Square, are still kind to me with a kindness that has no parallel. It will take an afternoon by itself for me to tell you of them. As I'm in haste you must excuse brevity. mighty bless you all. Amen! the Lord! Yours in love, God AlPraise ye JAMES OSBOURN. No. 50, Bedford Square, July, 1848. write to me. Suppose the baby tries her P.S. I wish one of my daughters would hand next; and if she will, and also writes well, I will bring some handsome present a pretty good hand, and composes tolerably home for her. As this is the longest time I ever was absent from you, so will it be the last time till death parts us; for I fully expect my travelling will come to a final close on my arrival home. My love to all friends. J. O. MRS. OSBOURN'S REPLY. MY DEAR HUSBAND, Your affectionate letter came safe, and it was gratefully received, and glad I am to hear of your good health. Your absence from home seems long and painful; but what can I say? Providence is what we all have to submit to, for who has any control over it but a God? I should like for you to come home next fall, but it is not for me to dictate, either to my husband or my Maker. hands of him who has been with us all our I wish I could leave all these things in the days, but I find a difficulty in doing so, and it comes hard upon me at times; but it will not last ever. Do come home as soon as you can, or as soon as you see it is the will write to us often and at length. I am glad of your Master for you to return; and do indeed that you are so very well off at No. 50, Bedford Square. Do tender my best respects and wishes to your kind friends there. I should like very much to peep into that square occasionally; but the wide sea is a terror to me. We are all quite well at present. Farewell, I am your JANE still. Baltimore, Sep. 13, 1848. THE GATES OF THE CITY. "Christ, as the Lord our righteousness, leads us to the happy enjoyment of the wedding garment, the clean linen, white and clean. It is God that justifies; and to us the obedience of Christ shall be imputed if we believe on him that raised Christ from the dead. God accepts us in his dear Son as just, but he will accept us in no other way. These are the gates that lead to this city; and Christ, as mediator, is the only way into it; and Christ, in his covenant characters, is the gates of it; and he is the sum and substance | The tenth, Redemption through his blood, of all the sweet enjoyments of it. Christ is From sin, from death, from hell, from wrath, the tree of life which the saints live on. He All this we have through him is the end of the law for righteousness, in Who have been plucked by mighty grace, which the saints shall for ever shine. And as And brought to Christ the hiding place, their surety, he is the discharger of all their From every dangerous foe. debts; their goal-delivery is by an act of grace in him; and their eternal enlargement and perfect freedom is by the blood of his covenant, and the embracing of his truth." Huntington. Twelve Fruits found on the Tree of Life. The first fruit, free and sovereign Love; This love hath length, and depth, and height, The second fruit doth Life impart; Of everlasting life; This makes the soul to mourn for sin, To know the Saviour's name. From all that would condemn; For Jesus answers all. Fifth fruit is, Pardon of all sin, This pardon comes through Life's fair tree, The eleventh fruit hangs on this tree, Not one have ever been been destroyed, But all are safe in him. The twelfth and last of all the fruits, Where sin and sorrow ne'er can come, O may it be our happy lot, Within the heavenly gates; Do you not long to cast your crown, This is the work I long to do, Praising the Saviour's name; These lines, my sister are bad rhym'd, Yet do not them contemn; DEAR SISTER :-In returning these lines The sixth fruit, Peace, through Jesu's blood, ately in him whom you love and serve, To all the sealed of the Lord; And reconcil'd to him; There's peace in life, and peace in death, The seventh fruit that Jesus yields, He has all wisdom to direct Whose hearts confide in him. The eighth fruit is, Christ's righteousness, Of his beloved bride; Whose cause he doth now represent, The ninth fruit found, is Holiness, By sanctifying grace; The soul is washed in Jesu's blood, Cuckfield, Oct., 4, 1848. MY BELOVED PASTOR, E. ARNOLD. I return these lines with thanks, and having carefully perused and meditated upon the different fruits with self-examination, to know if I have really been made a partaker of them, I do hope that I may come to some comfortable conclusion that I have, at times, in some small degree tasted, realized, and enjoyed the sweets therein contained, or the greater part of them. 1st. Is that of Love-I believe love to poor, lost, undone, and helpless sinners, was the first and last moving cause of all his sufferings and actions; and such I feel myself to be, but where is the returning love, both in providence and grace? Perpetual blessings from above, 2nd. Life-I seem to indulge in a hope of life within, on account of felt deadness, and I cannot express my feelings, better than by again quoting the language of the poet; Cold as I feel this heart of mine; Yet since I feel it so, It yields some hope of life divine 3rd. Light-Here I can say but little, P.S. Please to overlook the deficiencies, and receive it as coming from one of the weaklings of the flock. I need not ask for an interest in your prayers at the throne of grace, this I believe I have, and of many of the righteous. May the Lord grant me an increase of faith, and teach me also how to pray. Cuckfield, October, 10th., 1848. THE EDITOR, only that whereas I was blind, now I trust To his Friends and Correspondents. I see. 4th. Liberty-Methinks I have long since been liberated from Sinai's Mount, where I toiled again and again, but without success, till the words came with power, It is finished! All the fitness he requireth, 5th. Pardon-6th. Peace-And here I would ask if I may not take comfort from the peace I have at times enjoyed, that pardon has been granted; can there be peace without pardon? 7th. Wisdom-This I greatly need, to gird on the shield of faith, and not the shield only, but the whole armour; for the battles of sin appear too strong for me. 8th. Righteousness-Satisfied I am, that it must not be a robe of my own, nor a borrowed one (as you lately remarked) but a given one, a perfect one, without spot or blemish. May such a robe be cast over all my imperfections, that I may be found at last without spot, and blameless. 9th. Holiness-What can I say here, when I look within, alas! how sinful, what a nest of uncleanness! Still, I think I do know something of the spiritual warfare spoken of by Paul, and I remember your telling us if there were no holiness implanted, there would be no warfare felt within, so I hope to take courage and press forward, and may the Spirit help me so to do. 10th, Redemption-And if a believer in Christ, redemption work is completed, the price is fully paid, not with corruptible things, as silver and gold, but with the pre cious blood of Christ. 11th. Preservation-I cannot for one moment doubt that where a work of grace is begun in the soul, it will be preserved, and carried on, and finally made secure. 'Grace will complete what grace begins, &c., 'When the toils of life are past, Your's very sincerely in the bonds of the CHRISTIAN FRIENDS-Grace and peace be multiplied unto you. It having pleased the Lord very carefully and kindly to lay me down on a sick bed for several days, and thereby preventing me from fulfilling many engagements which I had made for preaching in different parts of England, as well as at home, it has seemed to be my duty to write you a few lines descriptive of the Lord's dealings with me, that so we may praise his name together; and still be assured that what he does is best. I must first tell you of a few things which preceded this sickness, because they have been useful to me, and the Lord can make them a blessing to you. Well, you must know, that a little before this sickness came, there had arisen among us (at Crosby Row,) a cry, that we must have a new Chapel. I must confess this had originated with me, for I had publicly told the people that the following scripture had much impressed my mind-The God of heaven He will prosper us, therefore we his servants will arise and build.' There certainly was some faith in my soul, that the Lord would permit me to build a house for his name, but that faith has been sorely tried, still I must not say, it has been destroyed. The question, of course arose Why do you wish to leave the old chapel? Plenty of answers were ready at hand; such as, it is not large enough-nor clean enough nor convenient enough—nor quiet enough ; above all, it is not safe enough. This made some stir and confusion amongst us. Many were for standing still; some were for pressing on to build. In connection with other temporal matters, this wrought deep anxiety in my mind. I knew not what to think; nor what to do; and in this state of agitation my mind, was tossed up and down to no small degree. On the Lord'sday morning before I was taken ill, I was silently waiting upon the Lord for a message, and felt so forlorn, so forsaken, so discouraged, so downcast, that I hardly seemed to have a heart to plead much with God. Something like sullen rebellion was at work within; when suddenly these words were spoken right into my very soul -BE STILL; AND KNOW THAT I AM GOD.' (Psalm xlvi.) Under the power of this word, I certainly did enter into rest; all my burdens were cast upon the Lord; and I do not think one anxious thought either for time or |