indulgence, my heart would sink within me, were I not supported by the conviction that I am where a kind Providence would have me be. I am thankful that grace is given according to our day, and that we have blessings and comforts which we do not deserve. With all its trials, ours is a life of comfort and luxury, compared with the life of our blessed Saviour, who had not 'where to lay His head.'" Soon after their arrival at Grateful-Hill, a Sunday-school was commenced, which was under Mrs. Edman's care; and the work of God revived. Many of the children instructed by her became decided Christians, and are now members of the Methodist Society. In one of her letters she writes, "Our Sunday-school is very interesting, and the improvement of the children and young people encourages us not to be weary in well-doing."

Mr. and Mrs. Edman remained three years at Grateful-Hill. Their next Circuit was in the lowlands, in the east of Jamaica, at Morant-Bay and Yallahs. The climate proved so injurious to Mrs. Edman, that a visit to England, for a few months, was deemed necessary; and, accompanied by her little daughter, she ventured to cross the Atlantic, buoyed up with the hope of again setting foot on the shores of England, and joining the loved ones in the home of her youth. The memory of those few months of happy communion with the now departed one will never be forgotten by those who were privileged with her society. When the last evening of her sojourn with her parents and sisters arrived, the members and friends of the Society in Wragby, and some from an adjoining Circuit, held a special prayer-meeting on her behalf. Many and fervent were the supplications of God's people that she and her little child might be protected on their approaching voyage. At a late hour, when the other members of the family were engaged in finishing the necessary preparations for the next day's travelling, Louisa and her mother, while talking together of God's past goodness, agreed to meet each other at the throne of grace, at a certain hour, every day.

In several letters Mrs. Edman refers to this hour as being very precious to her, and one in which she received many cheering tokens of God's favour and blessing.

In writing of her voyage back to Jamaica, she says, "When I felt cast down, and the sea was boisterous, I was comforted by the remembrance of the dear ones who were praying for me; for the prayer of the righteous 'availeth much;' and I felt safe under the Divine protection." In another communication, to one of her sisters, whose faith she sought to confirm, and whose religious comfort she hoped to promote, she thus adverts to some of the exercises of her own spiritual life :-"How often have I been troubled with the same thing you speak of; but lately I have sought for, and tried to exercise, stronger faith. I know I am a sinner, but such Christ came to

save. He died to atone for my sins, and whosoever cometh to Him He will receive. We may go to Him, just as we are, feeling our own helplessness, but casting ourselves on Christ, remembering that He has borne our sins, and that when we embrace Him, the Father's anger is turned away. He marvels at our unbelief. How strange to doubt His willingness to save! Let us, then, my beloved one, repose -rest-in the merits of Jesus, knowing that, if we come to Him, believing that His sacrifice is complete and sufficient, He will receive us...... You are, I doubt not, a child of God: then whatever temptation to unbelief may suggest itself, be determined to resist it, and

say,

"Tis all my hope, and all my plea,

For me the Saviour died.'"

Mr. Edman laboured two years in the Morant-Bay and Yallahs Circuit; but the whole family suffered much from the exceedingly unhealthiness of the locality. It appeared especially to affect the nervous system of Mrs. Edman; who, though she naturally possessed a good and even flow of spirits, now felt at times great depression, and a longing to dwell in a climate more favourable to health. She writes, "I sometimes indulge in joyous anticipations of the time when I trust Providence will bid us return to our beloved England. O what a privilege I should feel it again to associate with those loved ones, whose thoughts, desires, and affections are so congenial to my own...... At times a sigh will escape, and a murmuring thought will intrude, on account of these separations, and the little trials and discomforts we meet with; but I endeavour at such seasons to call to remembrance in whose service we are engaged, and think of the boundless love of the Saviour, who led a life of suffering, persecution, and sorrow, and died to redeem us from eternal death. He has promised to us, feeble as we are, that, if we are 'faithful unto death,' we shall receive a crown of life.' Then what are all our troubles here compared with the glorious reward? If we would reign with Him, we must be willing to suffer in His cause, and be ready to follow the Lamb whithersoever He goeth.""

During Mr. and Mrs. Edman's residence in this part of the island, a general revival of religion took place in Jamaica. Interesting notices of this work of God are given in the following extracts from her letters, which, however, were written without the slightest idea of their being ever read by any but her own family.

"Since I last wrote, we have had special services. Last Sunday evening I was at chapel. Scores of the lowest class attended. After the sermon, my dear husband spoke to the people for about half an hour, and then commenced the prayer-meeting: several fell flat on the ground, crying in an agony, and were in such a state of

anguish as I never before witnessed. At one time, everything was still, except the continued, loud, and impressive moaning of about twenty penitents. At another, a large portion of the congregation gave utterance to the words, 'Lord, have mercy upon us!' About half a dozen came and knelt near me; some saying, 'Can I be forgiven? I have crucified my Saviour. I have driven the nails again into His hands. O my Jesus, have mercy upon me!'

"One woman, in her agony, seized my hand, and grasped it with great force, until a person near, with considerable difficulty, unclasped her fingers, and set me free. Some were cold, as if dead, and had to be carried home. Those who professed to find peace, will, I trust, continue steadfast. They really seemed to 'rejoice with joy unspeakable.'" Again she writes, "The revival I have before mentioned is still going on in Jamaica; and it is the most wonderful work you can well imagine. When reading in the New Testament of persons being possessed with evil spirits, and of the spirits being cast out, we almost feel that we are living in similar days...... Satan seems to have roused himself to battle; but, thanks be unto God, the Holy Spirit is poured out; hundreds are being brought from the power of sin and Satan into the happiness and liberty of God's dear children, and rejoice and sing in a manner you cannot conceive. There is much in this revival which we cannot understand, and we are sometimes tempted to doubt the sincerity of some of the penitents; but something has seemed to say, 'Judge not; suspend your judgment; wait for results:' we have done so, and have been enabled to testify, 'It is the work of God.' My dear husband received about a hundred on trial at Yallahs; and between twenty and thirty couples, who were living in sin, had their banns of marriage published."

About this time the whole of the family suffered much from attacks of ague and fever. Mrs. Edman writes, "When I see my husband and children prostrated with fever, and have no one near upon whose judgment and skill I can rely, I am led to encourage myself with the assurance that I am under the eye of a kind and gracious Providence. At such times, having no arm of flesh to rest upon, I am made to feel that I must either lean upon the Arm Omnipotent or perish. I am thankful to say that hitherto I have found God to be the strength of my heart, my sure refuge, 'a present help in time of trouble,' and I trust He will be my Guide, even unto death."

Again she writes, "Christmas is drawing near: I trust it will be a very happy one to you all. It is a time which, since I have been in Jamaica, I have regarded almost with dread. Thoughts of bygone days rush into my mind, when as a family we assembled with our beloved parents.

"Sometimes I fancy I hear your loved voices singing one of our Deautiful hymns; but such bright dreams pass away, and the reality of our separation comes upon me with double force.

"The wide and treacherous ocean, which this morning looks so calm and lovely, is ever before me, reminding me that we are sundered far from each other. But when we think of the shortness of time, and the eternity of the happiness and glory, which our heavenly Father has prepared for those who love and serve Him, we may well exclaim,

'O, what are all our sufferings here,

If, Lord, Thou count us meet

With that enraptured host to' appear,

And worship at Thy feet!'

Our affliction' is not worthy to be compared with that 'eternal weight of glory.' I do still hope that we shall, as an unbroken family, meet again on earth."

At a subsequent period, Mr. Edman having been appointed to labour in a favourable locality, the salubrity of the climate appeared to establish the health and strength of the subject of this memoir. She was indulging the hope of again seeing England at the end of the year; but the return was postponed for another twelve months, and the family was again located in the lowlands, at Port-Royal. She writes, "Jamaica will ever claim our love; many here will never be forgotten. Here we have received innumerable blessings, tasted that the Lord indeed is good; and we have also learned many useful lessons. Our cup has been mixed. Sometimes our hearts have been almost overwhelined, and we have had to wait for light. Then the darkness has passed away, light has appeared, and a Voice has whispered, Fear thou not; for I am with thee; be not dismayed; for I am thy God.' 'I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.' 'I have loved thee with an everlasting love.' O what could we do without these and other precious promises!"

One other extract from her numerous letters shall be given. It is from the last that she addressed to her father, dated "November, 1863." After speaking much of her beloved children, she says, "We do, dearest father, anticipate the pleasure of seeing you all; and we try to think calmly and prayerfully of our meeting. But sometimes such joyous, happy feelings rush into our hearts at the prospect, that we almost forget our resolutions not to be excited about it, and are away in the happy future-seated with our children near beloved parents and sisters, talking of dangers past, and blessings too, of joys and sorrows, of God's boundless love and goodness, and regretting only our own unfaithfulness, unworthiness, and unprofitableness....... Yesterday was the Lord's day, and was to me a very profitable one. I do not know when I have felt so enabled to cast off all my doubts

and fears, and to trust to Christ alone for all I want. I could indeed

say,

'My happy soul would stay

In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.'

This week a good old friend of ours, an African woman, died. She was truly pious, and during her sickness was very happy. When well, she loved the house of God, and on a Monday morning would say, 'O, Massa tell me sweet words yesterday of my blessed Massa Jesus.' She seemed always happy in God. Her rap at the door was well known to us. Several times during the week she would come with little presents of vegetables and fruit for dear minister.' She suffered persecution when young; and, I suppose, in the days of slavery, had been whipped through every street in Port-Royal, by her mistress's command, for attending the prayer-meeting. She is now before the throne of God, gone to her reward."

Mrs. Edman suffered from the climate of Port-Royal, from the commencement of their residence there in 1863; but her spirits were naturally so good, and the disease to which she fell a victim so insidious in its approach, that those by whom she was surrounded did not perceive the danger until it was too late to have recourse to the only remedy,-a return to her native land. The result was, that a few short weeks before the time so longed for by herself and her friends, "the silver cord was loosed, and the golden bowl was broken," and her loving, gentle, pious spirit returned to "God who gave it." The mail which was expected to bring the date of her setting sail brought a letter, of which the following is an extract. It is from the pen of a friend of Mrs. Edman, who had been led to the Saviour partly through her instrumentality, and who, with her husband and sister, had shown her every possible kindness:

"MY DEAR MR. AND MRS. CLARKE,

"HAVING been honoured, in no small degree, with the friendship of your beloved daughter, I seem to feel that I am privileged to unite my tears with those of her bereaved family.....

"Dear Mrs. Edman departed this life on January 5th [1864]. She had been complaining for some weeks. We held our Missionary meeting at Port-Royal on November 25th. She was present, and enjoyed the society of her friends. Although we were scarcely aware of the fact, yet the disease from which she was suffering was rapidly undermining her constitution; so that about Christmas-day she was no longer able to bear up, but was confined to her bed. At times she suffered considerably; yet she was often so cheerful and happy, that we continued hoping for the best. But on Monday, January 4th,