THE PARTING.

MRS. SARAH B. JUDSON.

The circumstances which prompted the following affecting lines, will be best explained by the note from the bereaved widower, which accompanies them. It was addressed to Mrs. Allen, editor of the Mother's Journal, an early friend of the beloved departed, in which publication the lines were first inserted. "My dear sister:- I send you the accompanying lines by my late beloved wife, written on board ship, near the Isle of France, when she was so decidedly convalescent, that it appeared to be my duty to return to Maulmain, and leave her to prosecute the voyage alone. After we arrived, however, at the Island, she became worse, and I was obliged to relinquish my first purpose. She continued to decline until we reached St. Helena, when she took her departure, not for the "setting sun," but the sun of glory, that never sets, and left me to pursue a different course, and under very different circumstances, from those anticipated in the lines.

We part on this green islet, love,

Thou for the eastern main,

I for the setting sun, love—
Oh, when to meet again!

My heart is sad for thee, love,
For lone thy way will be;
And oft thy tears will fall, love,
For thy children and for me.

The music of thy daughter's voice
Thou'lt miss for many a year,

And the merry shout of thine elder boys
Thou'lt list in vain to hear.

When we knelt to see our Henry die,
And heard his last faint moan,

Each wiped the tear from other's eye—
Now each must weep alone.

My tears fall fast for thee, love,
How can I say farewell!

But go, thy God be with thee, love,
Thy heart's deep grief to quell.

Yet my spirit clings to thine, love,
Thy soul remains with me,
And oft we'll hold communion sweet,
O'er the dark and distant sea.

And who can paint our mutual joy,
When, all our wanderings o'er,
We both shall clasp our infants three,
At home, on Burmah's shore.

But higher shall our raptures glow,

On yon celestial plain,

When the loved and parted here below

Meet, ne'er to part again.

Then gird thine armor on, love,

Nor faint thou by the way

Till the Boodh shall fall, and Burmah's sons

Shall own Messiah's sway.

And so, God willing, I will endeavor yet to do; and while her prostrate form finds repose on the rock of the ocean, and her sanctified spirit enjoys sweeter repose on the bosom of Jesus, let me continue to toil time, until my change, too, shall come.

on all my appointed Yours affectionately,

A. JUDSON."

And so, God willing, I will endeavor yet to do; and while her prostrate form finds repose on the rock of the ocean, & her sanctified spirit finds noeeter repose on the bosom of Jesus, let me continue to

tail on,

all my appointed time, until my.

" change too shall come,

Yours affectionately, A Judson .

OF

DEATH-BED SCENE OF MRS. S. B. JUDSON.

REV. DR. JUDSON.

The following account of the death and burial of the late Mrs. Judson, is taken from an obituary notice prepared by the bereaved husband, published in the Baptist Magazine for February, 1846.

It is most gratifying to the feelings of the bereaved husband, to be able to say, in truth, that the subject was, in every point of natural and moral excellence, the worthy successor of Ann H. Judson. He constantly thanks God that he has been blest with two of the best of wives; he deeply feels that he has not improved those rich blessings as he ought; and it is most painful to reflect, that from the peculiar pressure of the missionary life, he has sometimes failed to treat those dear beings with that consideration, attention, and kindness, which their situation in a foreign heathen land ever demanded.

But to show the forgiving and grateful disposition of the subject of this brief sketch, and somewhat to elucidate her character, he would add, that a few days before her death, he called her children to her bedside, and said, in their hearing: wish, my love, to ask pardon for