us safely through this life, but will make it useful and happy. These thoughts have been very often in my mind lately, while reviewing the life of my dear grandfather, who has lately been removed to his rest. His whole history is so striking an instance of the blessing which attends a humble and Christian life, that I cannot but think a few words respecting him may be both interesting and useful, especially to those who may have, as he had, to make their way through life by the labour of their hands.

For the last twelve years of his life much of my time was passed with him, and deeply do I now regret that I did not obtain from him more particulars respecting his early life, not because it was marked by any remarkable events, but because I should like to have traced, as minutely as possible, the growth of the principles which I know were implanted in early childhood, and which made him so useful, so respected, and so beloved, in after life. I know enough, however, to shew me the foundation of his success in life,-I know that God gave him the blessing of a holy and prayerful mother, who, though much of her time was spent in attending to a little shop, by which she helped to maintain her family, never passed a day without reading from the Bible to her children, and praying with them :-I have heard my grand. father say also that she was very particular in teaching him his Catechism, and in insisting on his regular attendance at Church on a Sunday afternoon, to be examined with other children during afternoon service by the clergyman, “ and so,” my grandfather used to say, "I got into the way of going twice every Sunday to Church, till I never liked to stay away." He continued this practice untill he was nearly eighty years

of age, and even till past eighty he went regularly to Church every Sunday morning, though his increasing weakness rendered him unable to walk without assistance, and often have I felt ashamed of my wandering thoughts and divided attention, as I have watched his feeble bands grasping his stick to support himself, even while seated, and trembling from fatigue and weakness, yet never relaxing for an instant in the reverent devotion with which he followed the prayers.

His mother died when he was still a boy, but her instructions were never forgotten; and during his apprenticeship to his father, who was a plumber and glazier in what was at that time a small town in one of the midland counties, he was always known as a steady industrious youth, regular in his attendance at Church and in the choir, of which he was a member for many years, and never to be found joining in any amusement with which drinking was associated. Of drunkenness he had indeed a peculiar horror, perhaps from knowing that this sin in his father had caused his mother great sorrow, but his sense of filial reverence was so strong that he scarcely ever mentioned his father's failings in this respect.

When very young he became attached to my grandmother, and knowing that his circumstances would not at that time enable him to offer her a home such as she deserved, he resolutely applied himself to his business, working early and late, and scrupulously denying himself every unnecessary expence which might stand in the way of this great object of his wishes; and in this strict economy at his first entrance on business, economy remember for a laudable purpose, and not for the mere sake of accumulation, was laid the foundation of the wealth with which God blessed his industry. I

have often heard my grandfather say, that what first attracted him to my grandmother was her dutiful behaviour to her parents, which made him feel that so good a daughter could not fail to be a good wife, and that his engagement to her was of great service to him in keeping him away from bad society, and making him prudent and steady at the very time when he might most easily have been tempted to be otherwise. After a few years of persevering industry, my grandfather felt that he had established a business which would enable him to offer my grandmother a comfortable home, and a prospect of rising in life, and so at, the age of twenty-four he married, having already established a character which secured him the respect and kind feeling of all who knew him.

For the present I must conclude this hasty sketch, but I will resume it on some future occasion; and surely I have already said enough to prove that a religiously spent childhood and youth tends to prosperity and happiness in this life, as well as the life to come, and that there is nothing in religion, rightly understood, which will not enlarge and purify every source of human happiness which God has opened E. F.

to us.

SUNDAY. "I am not apt to be superstitious, but this I have certainly and infallibly found true, that by my deportment in my duty towards God in the times devoted to his service, especially on the Lord's day, I could make a certain conjecture of my success in my secular occasions the rest of the week after. If I were loose and negligent in the former, the latter never succeded well; if strict and conscientious, and watchful in the former, I was successful and prosperous in the latter."-Sir M. Hale.

POEMS ON THE BEATITUDES.-No. II.

THE MOURNERS.

"Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted."— ST. MATTHEW, v. 4.

GRIEF's cries, wild wand'ring, dimly blend,

In wailing echoes, ever near;
Voices of woe from earth ascend,

Still uttering forth men's groanings here.

Sorrow's own heirs, our paths ye crowd,
"Our robes of heaviness," dark sweeping,
In folds of gloom each form enshroud,

Meet garments for this home of weeping.

The golden hues of childhoods morn
Have faded long ere manhood's hour,

And wearily the day hath worn,

With hearts that hold but earth as dower.

All stain'd and marr'd by evil here.

A blight bath fallen upon our life;

In swifter following, year by year,

Griefs in this stricken world are rife.

Yet are there some where mingled still,
Rays of a fairer gladness shine,
The dark of earth their glories fill
With beamings of a Light Divine.

From those whose "sorrows work but death,"
Yet are there some we need to sever,
His comfort's balm the Saviour saith,

He granteth to these mourners ever.

Poor sin-sick souls, ye may repair

For health and healing to your Lord;

Weak tremblers, strength is pour'd forth there,
Treasures of consolation stor❜d.

Each throe of pain he watcheth now
Pledg'd to your aid in love and night!
Lift ye to heaven each sunken brow,
Your griefs are precious in His sight.

His lips in blessing speak to each-
No tears of penitents are vain,
No sighs but to His ear still reach.

No prayers but His dear mercy gain.

Cling to the promis'd hope He giveth,

Who joy hath in your sorrows shrin'd;
The Comforter who ever liveth

The broken spirit's wounds to bind.

C. A. G.

"See that ye love one another, with a pure heart fervently."— THE Apostle teaches us in these words, that our charity should lead us to be always attentive not to give pain to our neighbour. Without this watchfulness, charity, which drops in the world, would soon die. A word uttered with haughtiness or unkindness may overcome a weak spirit. Being so dear to God, the friends of Jesus should be treated by us with gentleness. If we neglect this carefulness, we are deficient in Charity. We are always attentive to those who are dear to us, and this watchful love should fill our hearts. "Feed my Sheep;" these words of Jesus are applicable to us all, as an exhortation to cordiality and tenderness towards each other."-Fenelon.