nance; pervaded her whole conduct, and stole on the heart by its gentle influence. (1 Peter iii. 24.) She was truly a lamb in the Redeemer's flock: "Gathered with his arm, carried in his bosom.' (Is. xl. 11.) During the last winter of her earthly pilgrimage, we beheld her gradually adorned with Christ's image, and prepared for his more immediate presence; "clothed with fine linen, clean and white; which is the righteousness of saints." (Rev. xix. 7.) The things of this world sank into insignificance, while she gazed on her God, crucified for sinners, and panted to depart and be with Christ. (Phil. i. 23.) It pleased God to give her such foretastes of coming blessedness as few enjoy. A week before her departure, heaven seemed open to her; like Stephen, she "saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing on the right hand of God.” (Acts vii. 55.) Triumphing gloriously in her beloved Saviour, she said, "Surely this cannot be death! Jesus is with me in the dark valley; he has blotted out all my sins as a thick cloud. Come, Lord Jesus; come quickly." (1 Cor. xv. 35; Ps. xxiii. 4; Is. xliii.[25; Rev. xxii. 20.) Her last words were these: "I shall now fall asleep in Jesus; and under me are the everlasting arms, and over me his banner is love." (1 Thess iv. 15; Deut xxxiii. 27; Cant. ii. 4.)

Reader! would you die her death, you must live her life. To her to live was Christ. (Phil. i. 21.)

ON KIND CONSIDERATION FOR SERVANTS.

I have somewhere met with a paper under this title: "The reso lution of a master," which may be properly inserted in this place. 1. I would always remember that my servants are in some sense my children; and by taking care that they want for nothing which may be good for them, I would make them as my children; and as far as the methods of instilling piety into the mind, which I use with my children, may be properly and prudently used with my servants, they shall be partakers in them. Nor will I leave them ignorant of any thing wherein I may instruct them to be useful to their generation.

2. I will see that my servants be furnished with Bibles, and be able and careful to read the lively oracles. I will put Bibles and other good and proper books into their hands; will allow them time to read, and assure myself that they do not mispend this time. If I can discern any wicked books in their hands, I will take away from

them those pestilential instruments of wickedness. They shall also write as well as read, if I may be able to bring them to it. And I will appoint them, now and then, such things to write, as may be for their greatest advantage.

3. I will have my servants present at the religious exercises of my family; and will drop, either in the exhortations, in the prayers, or in the daily sacrifices of the family, such passages as may have a tendency to quicken a sense of religion in them.

4. The article of catechising, as far as the age or state of the servants will permit it to be done with decency, shall extend to them also, and they shall be concerned in the conferences in which I may be engaged with my family, in repetition of the public sermons. If any of them, when they come to me, shall not have learned the catechism, I will take care that they do it.

5. I will be very inquisitive and solicitous about the company chosen by my servants; and with all possible earnestness will rescue them from the snares of evil company, and forbid their being the "companions of fools."

6. Such of my servants as may be capable of the task, I will employ to teach lessons of piety to my children, and will recompense them for so doing. But I would, with particular care, contrive them to be such lessons as may be for their own edification too.

7. I will sometimes call my servants alone; talk to them about the state of their souls; tell them how to close with their only Saviour; charge them to do well and "lay hold on eternal life;" and show them very particularly how they may render all they do, for me a service to the glorious Lord; how they may do all from a principle of obedience to him, and become entitled to the "reward of the heavenly inheritance."-Cotton Mather.

GIN-SHOPS.

Hard must be the heart that bleeds not, cruel indeed the nature that weeps not, while surveying the emaciation of body, the bloated ghastliness of countenance, the paralyzation of nerve, the poverty, and consequent meanness, that slowly it may be, yet surely creeps on their constant customers; and their consciences must be callous indeed if they permit them, without loud tormenting and reiterated accusation, without awful forebodings of future retribution and fearful lookings for of fiery indignation, daily to observe and hourly to promote in their victims the gradual prostration of intellect, the

destruction of honour, the obliteration of shame, the forgetfulness of religious obligation and even of common honesty, the loss of delicate feeling, the withering of reputation, the insensibility to character; in a word, the destruction of the men, and their transformation, first into brutes and then into fiends, which is the constant and palpable effect produced in their hell-assisting manufactories.

Every man as a patriot is bound to employ himself in a manner that will promote the welfare of his country; but I assert, without fear of successful contradiction, that the spirit trade is the greatest bane to our country, but especially to its poor, that at present does, or probably ever did exist: it kills more people than any war in which we ever were engaged: it destroys more of the industry and consequent wealth of our country, than all the other evils under which we labour; and as it respects crime, it may be called legion, for it either embodies in itself, or drags in its haggard and desolating train, every abomination which is tarnishing the fair page of our history, and blasting our yet lofty national character. In the dens of intempérance almost every crime is devised; by the brutifying stimulus of intoxicating liquor, almost every crime is perpetrated; and O! you who are employed in spreading liquid madness, with its attendants, misery, blasphemy, and iniquity, tremble while you hear it by your agency, our age and nation groans under the shameful burden of such cruel monstrosities, of such heartless and mercenary murders, as have been perpetrated by a Burke, a Hare, a Bishop, and others of infamous memory; while, through the preparation of liquid fire, some of you are exalted to roll along in your carriages, and by your boastful mottos insult your dupes, by telling that "Gin hath bought it: who could have thought it?" By spreading the fiery stream, and heaping fuel on the destructive conflagration, many more are wallowing in almost princely affluence: while the victims of your trade, their wives and children, are covered with rags, and drenched in misery. I would affec tionately beseech such to examine the source whence their riches flow. I would beg of them to consult their consciences, which will inform them that their ornaments are purchased at the expense of misery to their customers, their superfluous finery deprives the others of necessary clothing, their ease, voluptuousness, and splendour are supported by inflicting acute pains, wasting diseases, excruciating torments, madness, despair, and death; on whom? on the enemies of their country? on strangers and foreigners?even this would be cruel: but no! their victims are their friends, relations, neighbours, and fellow-countrymen. I would conjure them, therefore, by the latent spark of manly feeling that yet warms their breast, by the strugglings of that feeling against sordid interest, by their yet remaining patriotism, to abandon the accursed trade, and attend to their interest for time and for eternity, by turning to the Lord's side.

ON SICKNESS.

BY MRS. SIGOURNEY.

When sudden sickness chains my frame,
And takes my joys away,
Or tossing in the grasp of pain
On restless couch I lay-

Thou, who a keener pang didst bear

On Calvary's torturing tree,

Give vigour to my feeble faith

O Lord, remember me.

Rend out the strong and rooted sins
That to my bosom cling,

And wound the tender plants of peace
With their envenomed.sting.
Nor let of sickness and of guilt
My double burden be;
Come as the healer of my soul-
O Lord, remember me.

O thou alone, to whom is known
How long I have to live,
Show pity on my deep distress,
Though man no help may give.
Proportioned to my pressing need,
Let thy compassion be:

I will not shrink if thou art near-
O Lord, remember me.

If far away from home and friends
Thou call'st me now to die,
Smooth thou the pillow for my head,
And every want supply.

A smitten and a sinful man,

Unto thy cross I flee,

And whether life or death be mine,

O Lord, remember me.

PROPHET, PRIEST, AND KING.

To act out faith upon the Lord
Is no obscure, mysterious thing;
It means, to take him at his word,
To be my Prophet, Priest, and King.
As Prophet, he imparts to me

Those truths which angels cannot sing;
Those truths which I could never see,
But for my Prophet, Priest, and King.

When guilt prevails to crush me low,
And I've no earthly plea to bring,
My peace and pardon sweetly flow

From Christ, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

And when my vile corruptions rise,
I hide me underneath his wing;
And triumph in the rich supplies

From Christ, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

Oh! what's the burthen of that song

With which the vaults of heav'n shall ring? One hallelujah, all along,

To Christ, as Prophet, Priest, and King.

DAILY TEXTS FOR NOVEMBER.

A. FOSTER, PRINTER, KIRKBY LONSDALE.