But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Power, glory, strength, and beauty, all are aisled Enter its grandeur overwhelms thee not; Shalt one day, if found worthy, so defined, BYRON. A REMARKABLE DISPLAY OF DIVINE PROVIDENCE. Near the south coast of Cornwall there is situated a pretty little town, by the name of Lostwithiel, and when our beloved Queen visited Cornwall some few years since, she passed through the picturesque place, on her way to the royal iron mines, at Restormal, where she had the pleasure of being conducted under ground in a tram waggon. Since our gracious Sovereign's visit, these mines have been the scene of many an awful tragedy, one of which I now will proceed to relate. In the year 1849, on the 23rd of December, three men took their places in the above mine as usual, they had not been at work long before a large rock that overhung the place where they were working, fell with a tremendous crash, dashing two of them to the floor, one of them it literally crushed to atoms, another it bruised and mutilated in a most terrific manner, and the other it wounded in the face in its fall, and struck him a heavy blow under the chest. The names of these were William Keast, John Jane, and William Runnals. W. Keast was killed on the spot, J. Jane was permitted to live a few hours, and to be taken home to his father's house, but soon breathed his last. W. Runnals soon recovered from his injuries, and was able to resume his work again at the mine. Now, in order to throw some light on this solemn event, it is necessary for us to examine the character and spiritual condition of these men. W. Keast was a husband and father, therefore he left a widow ard several children to mourn his loss, but their loss was his infinite gain, for he was a good man; he is said to have been one of the best men in his neighbourhood. No person doubted but that he was taken from the evil to come; he was gathered like a ripe shock of corn into the garner of his God. J. Jane was a single man, but was soon to have been married,—he had met with the people of God for some time before this, but it was observed that he was not so attentive to the care of his soul as he used to be, and it was evident he had lost ground in a spiritual point of view, for the means of grace were neglected by him; not that he had altogether cast off the fear of God, but had become lukewarm, and this was his condition when he was struck down in the mine. W. Runnals was also a married man, with a small family, but he lived altogether without the fear of God. In fact, at that time he was a very profligate, hardened man, but it appears that the awful event referred to above, was the means of producing some impression on his mind, for he has been heard to say that he felt very different after the death of his comrades, to what he felt before, although he lived after this time many years in sin and folly. However it pleased God to spare his life until last winter, when the neighbourhood in which he lived was visited with a glorious outpouring of the Holy Spirit. Some time before this, W. Runnals had become a teetotaller, and was seen to be differently attired to what he used to be on the Lord's day. For he had been a Sabbath breaker, and a drunkard, and the friends of Jesus were very pleased to witness such a remarkable outward change in his conduct. When the revival commenced at New Ebenezer he began to attend the special services, and there the Lord met him by his Spirit. He was awakened to a sense of his guilt and danger, and there he cried to God for mercy, and after a hard and a long struggle, he stepped into the glorious liberty of the sons of God; he was an unlettered man, and I shall not soon forget what he said to me in the revival. We were talking about the blessed work that was going on in the neighbourhood, "Ah," he said, “it is a blessed thing for me that I have got religion; I had hard work to get it; but I have got it now, and I mean to keep it. I am a⠀⠀¦ teetotaller, and I have got Religion and I mean to hold it fast." By God's help, I said, I hope you will. "Yes," he said, "by God's help." He said, "I am learning to read, and I am getting on very well." From that time brother Runnals went on serving God and his generation, until a few weeks ago, when he was called suddenly and very mysteri- | ously to appear before his Maker. He had been engaged by a person to clean up a well, and to sink it deeper, and on Wednesday the 17th of September last, he commenced his work at the well, but finding the air in the well very foul, when he left work he threw some burning straw into it, in order by refraction to cause the dead air at the bottom, to ascend to the top of the well. The next day he came to his work again, the air in the well was still very bad. He was let down as usual, but before he got to the bottom he requested to be drawn up again, because, he said, he could not live in it; but before this could be done, he fell away senseless to the bottom, and before timely succour came to him life was extinct. Thus died William Runnals in the prime of life, and just as he was becoming useful in the Church, leaving a wife and several children. Oh! may the Lord undertake their cause. Now let us for a moment look back to the dreadful event that occurred at the mine in 1849. Consider the spiritual condition of each of the three men, and see "how unsearch able are the Lord's judgments, and his ways passeth finding out." W. Keast was a holy man: sudden death to him was sudden glory, he had nothing to fear respecting the future, and hence he was taken away at a stroke. J. Jane was not so well prepared to meet his God when he was first struck down in the mine, but God, whose compassion fails not, prolonged his life for some few precious hours, during which time he earnestly sought the Lord. And the Lord was found of him. He was enabled to die in peace, and his dear friends entertain a good hope that he is gone to be for ever with the Lord. W. Runnals soon recovered after the first accident, and went on in a course of sin as usual, but the Lord Jesus met him at last, and by his powerful word broke his hard, obdurate heart. His stubborn soul at last yielded to be conquered by the matchless love of Christ, the Ethiop's skin was changed, the Leper was cleansed from his spots, and the Lion became a Lamb-such wondrous things the grace of God can accomplish. Surely we may exclaim in the language of inspiration, "clouds and darkness are round about him, but justice and judgment are the habitation of his throne." "God moves in a mysterious way, his wonders to perform, He plants his footsteps on the sea, and rides upon the storm." And now, in conclusion, we would say, first a word to the friends of temperance-be not discouraged; behold in the case of W Runnals, a trophy of the temperance enterprize; if he had not given up the drinking system, he, in all probability, would not have found his way to the house of God. Secondly, a word to the friends of Revivals. W. Runnals was brought to God in a revival. Some characters are more powerfully wrought upon in the whirlwind and in the storm, than by the still small voice. He seemed to have been a person that required more than ordinary means to arrest him in his mad career. And how kind and good our gracious Lord is, in thus using the means best adapted to secure the end. Oct. 27th, 1856. A DISCIPLE. MEMOIR OF ELIZABETH ANN HOLT. The subject of the following brief sketch, was born in Livsey, near Blackburn, on the 30th of May, 1834. At a very early age, she was sent to the Sunday-school, and there by a regular attendance together with attention to duty made considerable progress. When her parents removed from Livsey to Darwen, she was sent to the school in that place, and being diligent and punctual in her attendance, and manifesting considerable ability, she was placed over a class when only 12 years old. Sabbathschool tuition was a work in which she felt great delight, and to which she devoted much attention. She was very affectionate to her scholars, and in return was ardently beloved by them. When she was only 16 years of age, the Lord saw fit to take her father away. This was a heavy stroke to her mind, never was a child more sincerely and devotedly attached to a parent. There is no doubt but that her father's death impressed her mind with the uncertainty of life, and the necessity of a preparation for death, for shortly after this she united herself with the church. She was the child of many prayers, and was blessed with pious parents, who early led her to the house of God, and taught her to bow at the family altar. Now, although piety is not transferable, cannot be handed down from sire to son, there is no doubt, but that consistent example, earnest prayer, untiring effort, will in most cases result in the conversion of the children. Hence the Scripture injunction and promise, "train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." Elizabeth's conversion was not as in some cases instantaneous, but her heart like Lydia's was gradually opened to receive the truth, and she gave evidence of an inward change by a consistent and devoted life. infancy she possessed a cheerful and lively disposition, which was nevertheless free from all superfluous levity. Perhaps no one ever made fewer enemies or lost fewer friends. Possessing a frank and generous spirit, and of en From |