the most kind and friendly attentions, both from Mr. and Mrs. B. Before we removed from Clifton, our dear child was seized with a fatal disease, which confined him to his bed seven weeks, in the most extreme suffering. Through this time of extremity and fatigue, no possible care, no expence, no labour was spared. Some Some young friends assiduously attended him, night and day, to his last hour. Mrs. B. with the solicitude of a mother, and with unexampled kindness, watched by his bed: in a word, our son found both a Mother and a Father, who were willing and able to render the dear sufferer far beyond what his own father's house COULD have yielded him.

Though his father arrived in town, while our son was still living, and only a street or two separated them, yet the distressing illness of both rendered their seeing each other again in this world impossible. Their next meeting was reserved for a day unmixed with such calamity! There was reason to hope, from many favourable evidences, that the God of his Father had begun a gracious work in his heart some time previous to his illness; and which, I trust, was carried on in his sick chamber, till he was fully prepared, by sovereign grace, for an inheritance in the Heavenly Jerusalem, among the spirits of just men made perfect, and for a joyful re-union with that Father who was so soon to follow him-whom he so tenderly loved and so highly revered; and of whom he wrote in a manner

so pathetic and affectionate in a letter to a friend while his beloved Father was at Bath, that I must be allowed to transcribe a part of his letter:

Chobham, 1808.

"I assure you, I feel, notwithstanding the kindness and number of my friends, a very unaccountable depression of spirits-or, rather, the mind revolving on its own observations and views, of the various changes I am now witnessing, with those also that are passed.-In all my companions-no FATHER! In all my conversations-none like him! In all my doubts-no oracle like him! In all my fears and anxieties—no refuge like his generosity! I feel HIS LOSS-though surrounded with the prodigality of liberality and kindness."

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I return to the sad period of 1807, when Mr. C. had a slight paralytic affection-from which he recovered sufficiently to resume his ministerial labours. At this period, in answer to a letter from a friend, enquiring after his health, he says, I have been indeed, much indisposed; and even now find sitting upright rather difficult: therefore, as proud men must be brought down, I must call my son to conclude this"-" We are all under a general dispensation; and this dispensation is sometimes so contrary to the feelings of nature, that we are apt to resist and say, Why am I thus?' I find it easy to tell the people from the pulpit how to act in such cases, and particularly Christians: but THINGS are stronger than we are; and I find it

very difficult to act myself. People say, and physicians too, that my preaching three times a day through the hot weather at St. John's was the cause of my present infirmity-a state, in which I have not only seemed to lose my faculties, but, at one time, was unable to speak at all. I dare say they are right but I have an interior feeling, which, while I hear people talking thus on the subject, makes me smile, and say within myself 'You talk well, but you know nothing of the matter. God is in this thing; and He is teaching me a lesson, which I cannot learn from books'."

In February 1808, another paralytic seizure took place; which deprived him of the use of his right side, and totally disabled him from further exertions in public. Electricity was ordered, and administered with great kindness and attention; but proving ineffectual, he was then ordered to Bath. The expences of such a journey not being within his own power, a few friends readily and cheerfully subscribed to assist him in this undertaking; so that he was relieved from carefulness in this respect; and from difficulty, so far as the kindness and liberality of friends could relieve him. His full relief, however, was on its way; and the time now hastening, when the sickness and sorrows of a worne-out traveller were to be exchanged for an eternal weight of glory, in that state where the righteous shine forth as the sun in the kingdom of their Father.

After having tried the Bath Waters for several months, and receiving no benefit, he was ordered Here, again, he appears the

to try change of air.

Child of Providence.

He often used to say-" I set out with nothing, but dependance on God-resolving to do HIS WORK, and leave all the rest to Him. I know that he will take care and provide for me." This was his habitual sentiment. Nor was his faith vain; for, as extremity arose, some gracious providence was prepared to meet his necessities. Of this the following is a very striking instance.

Isaac Cooke, Esq. of Clifton, near Bristol, a gentleman, whom Mr. Cecil had never seen, but who had heard him preach (being occasionally in town,) who was neither an old friend-nor one of his congregation-nor even a neighbour, except in the sense of our Lord, Luke x.- this was the friend by whom his way was graciously directed to Clifton, and who urged by letter his acceptance of a ready furnished house there, for any length of time. This generous offer he thankfully accepted, and occupied the house for nearly six months. Here he found every provision for all his wants, and every possible administration to his comfort; and was, together with this, amply supplied with the means for meeting those various demands of sickness, which it was impossible even for the kindest eye of friendship to anticipate.

On his first going to Clifton, in Sept. 1808, he

derived considerable benefit from the change of air: but, toward the latter part of the time, his disease began to encrease, and he became anxious to return home. He was advised by his medical friends to give the Bath Waters a second trial in his way to town; but, receiving no benefit from them, we shortly proceeded on our journey- a journey full of anxiety and apprehension as his weakness was at that time so extreme, that travelling appeared almost impossible; and would have been intirely so, but for the exertions of his friend, who obtained for him an easy coach, with an inside arrangement by which Mr. C. was enabled to travel in a reclining position. Thus accommodated, he performed the journey in five days, without injury; and arrived in town in March, 1809. The expences of the journey were defrayed by our Clifton friend; nor did this friend leave Mr. C. here, but continued his kindness throughout all the future stages of his remaining life.

On Mr. Cecil's arrival at his house in Little James Street, in the spring of 1809, with his nerves shattered and his state of health broken, the sudden heat of the weather, together with the closeness and noise of the town greatly encreased his sufferings, and he became extremely anxious to remove from its tumult and distraction. He was, at this time, in a state which can be little apprehended, even by invalids themselves; much less by those in health and vigour. It was, however,