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very place, carrying his bride thither in the spring of the following year. As the party entered Potsdam, the chime of the bells was playing the familiar melody of the hymn,

"Praise the Lord, the King of Glory,"

which had been sung at the time of their betrothing. Remembering these passages, Carl adopted as a motto for himself and Matilda the verse given to Sybel on a like occasion by his early and constant friend, Professor Pischon,—“ Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life” (Rev. ii. 10).

Here the history of Carl Adler may properly end. Of his varied experience in joy and sorrow, and his increasing usefulness and piety, this is not the place to speak. The reader who has had patience to bear us company thus far will have observed the serious lessons which a simple and sometimes playful narrative is intended to convey. If a scholar, he will have read some things to encourage him to diligence, fidelity, and the fear of the Lord; if a teacher, he will have recognised the importance, and dignity, and delightfulness of the office, and the power there is in zealous regard for youth and unfeigned operative love.


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IIE Rev. Mr. Halsted of New York on one occasion paid a visit to a young man connected with his congregation, when the following conversation took place:

Mr. H. Your case, my young friend, is by

no means uncommon. You have been anxious and dissatisfied with yourself for some time. You have thought much of your sins; they have seemed great to you. You have trembled for fear of God's judgments. You see that there is no way of escape, except by mere mercy, and that you might be justly condemned. My dear boy, this is what is called conviction of sin.

Frank. Yes, sir, you have described my case; but I have heard you say in your sermons that many persons are convinced who are never converted.

Mr. H. That is true enough. I do not wish to flatter you. I do not wish to persuade you that you are converted, when you are not. You are right; conviction is not conversion.

Frank. Oh! then, sir, what must I do to be saved? Mr. H. I could answer that question at once, and in the words of Scripture; but, at present, I wish to lead you to see what it is you need. You probably have endeavoured to reform your life?

Frank. Yes, sir, I have endeavoured; but it has only shown me my own sinful weakness.

Mr. H. How do you suppose a sinner is to be saved? Frank. I suppose it to be by faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.

Mr. H. Have you believed in the Lord Jesus Christ? Frank. I fear, sir, I have not.

Mr. H. Can you expect to be safe, or to enjoy the peace of the gospel, before believing?

Frank. Sir, I had not thought of it just in that way. I know we must believe-but I have always thought that we must first have such and such feelings-must be greatly humbled-greatly distressed— greatly alarmed; and I fear this work is not deep enough in me.

Mr. H. Your feeling, then, is, that you are not fit to come to Christ?

Frank. Exactly so.

Mr. H. And are you trying to fit yourself?

Frank. Yes-no-indeed, sir, I scarcely know how

to answer.

Mr. H. But I will answer for you: the case is a very common one-so common that I happen to have

a book with me which treats particularly of it; let me read you an extract—the words are these:

"But you will say, 'Must I not grieve and mourn for my sins? Must I not humble myself before God? Is not this just and right? And must I not first do this, before I can expect God to be reconciled to me?' I answer, It is just and right. You must be humbled before God. You must have a broken and contrite heart. But then, observe, this is not your own work. Do you grieve that you are a sinner? This is the work of the Holy Ghost. Are you contrite? Are you humble before God? Do you indeed mourn, and is your heart broken within you? All this worketh the self-same Spirit.

"Observe, again, this is not the foundation. It is not this by which you are justified. This is not the righteousness, this is no part of the righteousness, by which you are reconciled unto God. You grieve for your sins. You are deeply humble. Your heart is broken. Well; but all this is nothing to your justification. The remission of your sins is not owing to this case, either in whole or in part. Your humiliation and contrition have no influence on that. Nay, observe further, that it may hinder your justification; that is, if you build anything upon it; if you think, 'I must be so or 80 contrite-I must grieve more before I can be justified.' To think you must be more contrite, more humble, more grieved, more sensible of the weight of sin, before you can be justified, is to lay your contrition, your grief, your humiliation, for the foundation of your being justified; at least, for a part of the foundation."

Frank. That is exactly what I have been doing all along! I see my error. But oh, what am I to do? Mr. H. Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ. Frank. But oh, I am such a sinner! Mr. H. "This man receiveth sinners." Frank. But may I come just as I am!

Mr. H. Certainly; unless you can first be saved from your sins, and then come.

Frank. But how do I know that I shall be received?
Mr. H. That is exactly what faith has to believe.
God's promise is all you have to go upon.
Can you

rest on God's word?

Frank. O yes, sir!

Mr. H. Then hear it: "Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come buy wine and milk without money and without price" (Isa. lv. 1). "Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool" (Isa. ii. 18). "This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners" (1 Tim. i. 15).

Frank. O sir, I begin to see the whole thing in a new light. I wonder I never saw it so before! have been trying to make myself better; I have been trying to be my own saviour.

Mr. Halsted then engaged in prayer; and when he went away, he left a tract entitled "Poor Joseph." After musing a little, Frank took up the tract and read as follows::

"A poor unlearned man, named Joseph, passing through London streets one day, heard psalm-singing in a place of worship, and went into it. It was Dr. Calamy's church, St. Mary's, Aldermanbury. A very well-dressed congregation surrounded

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