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exact accord has been contrived between his ear and the sounds with which, at least in a rural situation, it is! almost every moment visited. All the world is sensible, of the uncomfortable effect that certain sounds have often upon the nerves, and consequently upon the spirits. And if a sinful world had been filled with such as would have curdled the blood, and have made the sense of hearing a perpetual inconvenience, I do not know that we should have had a right to complain. But now the fields, the woods, the gardens, have each their concert, and the ear of man is for ever regaled by creatures who seem only to please themselves. Even the ears that are deaf to the Gospel are continually entertained, though without knowing it, by sounds for which they are solely indebted to its Author. There is somewhere in infinite space & world that does not roll within the precincts of mercy, and as it is reasonable, and even Scriptural, to suppose that there is music in heaven, in these dismal regions perhaps the reverse of it is found ; tones so dismal as to make woe! itself more insupportable, and to accumulate even despair. But my paper admonishes me in good time to draw the reins, and to check the descant of my fancy into regions with which she is but too familiar."

I ought ere I close to say something about Cowper's Hymns. Indeed, I have in my mind a good deal that I would like to say ; but it is time that this letter was in the hands of the Editor. Indeed, I fear that it will be too 1 late. Besides, Uncle Joseph is not over well, and imperfect as this letter is, he must draw it to a close. He has read Cowper's Hymns many times. Some of them are i universal favourites with the Church of God. They breathe so true a spirit of devoutness, are so tender, 50 beautiful, so much in harmony with piety in its varied moods, that they will be sung by the pious to the end of time. I read an interesting anecdote the other day of that great, good man, Wilberforce. In the midst of the turmoils of a very stirring and exciting election, one of his agents, who had to meet him every day, says, “I usually put myself in his way when he came in from the hostings to

dress for dinner. On each day as he entered, I perceived that he was repeating to himself what seemed the same words : at length I was able to catch them, and tliey proved to be that stanza of Cowper's—

The calm retreat, the silent shade,

With prayer and praise agree,
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made

For those that follow Thee. I was much pleased with the anecdote, as a picture of the man Wilberforce, and I was also pleased because that verse is one that specially struck and impressed my own mind the first time I read Cowper's hymns through. It often comes up to memory in one's lonely musing walks, and with it I must take a hurried leave of yourselves and Cowper for the present. My next letter may be about "la Model Soldier." Your affectionate friend,



MEMOIR OF ELIZABETH MARTIN. Elizabeth Martin was one of a large family who came to reside at Low Moor, Clitheroe, in the year 1842

She was then nine years of age--from that time to the last Sabbath she spent on earth, she was regular in her attendance at our Sabbath-school. Before her conversion

to God she was very steady and decorous in all her
deportment. In the spring of the year 1853, a very
remarkable revival of religion took place in the Clitheroe
Circuit, when penitent sinners became so numerous,
especially in Clitheroe, at the Sunday night service, that
it was found necessary to commence special meetings.
Night after night, and week after week, the cries of contrite
sinners were heard mingled with the glad hosannas of
those whose sins were pardoned, and whose iniquities were
covered. These were glorious times, for the Lord added
to His church daily such as should be saved. The
Clitheroe Circuit could scarcely have stood the severe
trial then impending, had it not been for this gracious
outpouring of the Holy Spirit—the Rev. T. W. Pearson
and the praying men who held up his hands will ever
remember the event with peculiar pleasure. Elizabeth
Martin was one among the multitude of young persons
who were saved at that time, and she continued sted fast
and unmoveable, adorning the doctrines of God her
Saviour in all things ; she was indeed a pattern of piety
and virtue, and was respected and loved by all who knew
her. At home she was the soul of the family, kind and
dutiful to her aged mother, she always manifested a deep
concern for the spiritual welfare of her brothers and
sisters ; over the latter she watched with all the tender-
ness and solicitude of a parent. The class was a means
of grace which she highly valued and delighted in, her
experience and prayers manifested much fervency and
simplicity, but the Sunday-school was her favorite place
of resort ; she often said that her happiest moments were
spent there, the strong love she always showed towards
her young charge, was warmly returned by them. The
time between the close of the school and evening service,
she generally spent in her closet, holding sweet communion
with her heavenly Father. She was constant in her
attendance at the public worship of God, she delighted!
to praise God in the great congregation, her language was

“I have been there, and still will go,
• Tis like a little heavenly below."

Though Elizabeth possessed many of those personal qualities, which are often a source of vanity and trouble to young women, yet she was remarkably modest and unassuming.

About two years ago her father died very suddenly, he left his work one hour and died the next; since that event she has often been heard to speak of the uncertainty of life, and of the importance of being always prepared to meet God; the words of our Lord seemed always upon her mind, she seldom told her Christian experience without referring to them, “ Be ye also ready, for in such an as ye think not the Son of man cometh.”

On the 15th of January, 1857, about two o'clock in the afternoon, while at her work in the mill, she fell down upon her knees; when raised up by those who worked near her, she said, it is death, it is death. She was carried home, her sufferings that afternoon, and the night following, were great beyond description, but in all her extreme pain, surrounded by her weeping friends and relatives, her mind was calm and peaceful, she appeared the only person in the room that conld look upon her sudden affliction with composure.

When her leader called to see her, she looked at him with a heavenly smile, and said, ( if it was not for this religion, what could I have done now; immediately after she sung

When I pass the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside,
Death of deaths, and hell's destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan's side.

Songs of praises

I will ever give to Thee. The following morning she departed this life, bearing her humble testimony to the truth of those beautiful lines,

'Tis religion that can give,
Sweetest pleasure while we live,
'Tis religion must supply,
Solid comfort when we die:

The Sabbath following her death was a solemn day in the school, when we stood up to sing the hymn

“Why should our tears in sorrow flow, &c.” Tears glistened in almost every eye, the girls in her own class wept as if their little hearts would break. Many were the good resolutions formed that day. Many were the silent prayers breathed to heaven for grace to live and die as Elizabeth had done.

We hope that the life and death of this amiable young woman, will induce many of our young friends to remember their Creator in the days of their youth.

To be satisfied early with God's mercy is the only way to live a happy and useful life, and such a life is the most certain, if not the only way to secure a peaceful death, and a glorious entrance into the better land.


MEMOIR OF MARTHA WALLEY. Martha Walley was born at Hanley, Staffordshire, on the 29th of December, 1853. She began to attend the Sabbath-school when very young. She took great delight in being regular, and paid attention to the instructions given respecting Christ, and things which had reference to her everlasting welfare. She was an obedient child, and persevering in her religious duties. Her leisure hours would be spent in reading the Bible, or some other good book, and though very young she would commit to memory large portions of the word of God, and long pieces of poetry. She was fond of singing, indeed her taste and disposition were such as to gain the affections of those around her. She would often sympathize with her mother on behalf of the poor, and when she had money given to her, would have pleasure in relieving sonje distressed child. In this way she showed her kindness of heart. She was now nine years old.

About this time she so gained the affections of her uncle, who lived in Ireland, that with the consent of her

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