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not worthy of it." Once being at the table of a nobleman, he observed the guests drinking to excess, and conversing in a very unchristian manner. At first he tried to turn the conversation; but the torrent being too strong, he rose up, and leaning over the back of his chair, he gave them a solemn reproof, joined to an affectionate warning, and then left the company. I have been with him in his chariot when he has suddenly stopped it to reprove profane swearing on the road.

My grandmother was a woman of an uncommonly sweet temper; and having acquired a good deal of skill in physic, she so helped the poor, that they looked on her as a mother, a nurse, and a counsellor. When my grandfather had been dead three months, she dreamed, one night, he came to her, and standing by the bedside, said she "should come to him shortly, till then his happiness was not so complete as it would be;" and added, "Study the Scriptures, study the Scriptures, in them ye think ye have eternal life." From this time she applied to them daily, in a manner superior to what she had done before; though she had always a high veneration for the word of God. About three weeks after, she said to us one day, “Air that room; I will go into it, that I may die in the bed Mr. Dunster died in." From the night she went into it, she came out no more; for she died within the week. As she did not appear any worse than usual, she was at first thought to be in no danger. She said to herself two or three times, "What a blessing I am dying without pain! I have no more than I can very well bear!"

From this time we began to get rather more liberty, and one day, as my sister was on a visit at Mrs. Lefe vre's, Mr. Romaine came in, and began to speak of the sinfulness of attending the playhouse. She listened with great earnestness to all he said; which repeating to me on her return, it was as a nail in a sure place, and I began to cry for power to stand to the light which I had then received.

A few months after this my sister married, by which I was left alone. I must observe, to this time my parents had very little suspicion of our having any intercourse with the Methodists, but thought, (when the before-mentioned servant was put away, and our books taken from

us,) that our religious impressions had worn off. I now saw the time was come, when I must confess Christ before men, if I would wish him to confess me before his Father and the holy angels. I consulted some of my serious friends about the playhouse; but they said, "Were you older, we should know what to advise, but as you are but sixteen, if your parents insist on your going, we do not see how you can avoid it." This answer did not fully satisfy me; and I was much distressed both ways. I saw the duty I owed to an absolute command from my parents in a very strong light; and, on the other hand, I remembered that my obedience to them was to be in the Lord. I sought direction in prayer, and endeavoured to examine the question on both sides; but the more I searched, the clearcr it appeared to me I must not comply. I considered the playhouse had a tendency to weaken every Christian temper, and to strengthen all that was contrary; to represent vice under the false colour of virtue, and to lead in every respect into the spirit of the world, of which the apostle declares, The friendship of this world is enmity with God. When the time came, and my obedient compliance was required, I begged to be left at home. On a refusal, I laid

open my whole heart to my father; apprizing him, I would not willingly be disobedient in any thing, unless where conscience made it appear to be my duty. We conversed on the subject with great freedom; for my dear father was a man of deep reason, calmness, and condescension. He replied, "Child, your arguments prove too much; and therefore are not conclusive. If what you say be true, then all places of diversion, all dress and company, nay, all agreeable liveliness, and the whole spirit of the world, is sinful." I embraced the opportunity and said, “ Sir, I see it as such, and therefore am determined no more to be conformed to its customs, fashions, or maxims." This was a season of great trial, but the Lord stood by me: glory be to his holy name!

I daily discerned a great difference between my man. ner of life, and that which the Bible described as the life of a Christian. I had often strong desires to be wholly given to the Lord. Much opposition I met with for hav. ing declared my sentiments; and what was very cutting to me, I was often debarred from the pleasure of seeing

my friend, Mrs. Lefevre. This was the consequence I much feared, if I should openly declare my mind; but I was thoroughly convinced, if I loved my friend more than God's law, I should never know the power of true religion. It is my natural temper to be very anxious about those I love, and to fix too much of my confidence in them. This was the case with respect to Mrs. Le. fevre. I saw and lamented it, beseeching the Lord to take away all idolatry out of my affections, and give me to love her as I ought.

I dreamed one night I was in a church, and saw written on the wall, in letters of gold, these words: Thou shalt have no other gods but me. While I was looking on it, I saw the name of Mrs. Lefevre wrote under it. I was surprised, and presently beheld the following line, If this is your god, then what am I? I awakened with a deep conviction that I had placed too much confidence on an arm of flesh. I knew it was the voice of God by this mark, a great sweetness accompanied the reproof. This was the method the Lord has always used toward me; he held me up with one hand, while he smote me with the other.

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In the month of June, 1756, I spent a day with Mrs. Lefevre. It was a profitable time: I found my heart very open, and told her, I believed I could give up even her to the will of God. She replied, "Nothing you could have said would have given me more satisfaction. long time I have thought that the thread of my life was nearly spun out. I have no clog upon my chariot wheels; but my greatest pain was for you, who have already so many trials surrounding you.' This was her last address; for three days after I received a message, that she was seized with a sudden illness, and in great danger. My mother kindly permitted me to visit her; but I found her on the borders of eternity, into which, after expressing with great difficulty, "I have comforts indeed!" her happy spirit took its flight. As my time was limited, I had returned home when I received the news of her death. I went into a grove that was in our garden, to pour out my soul before the Lord. But what may seem strange, I was not permitted to feel at that

time much pain, for the Lord met me with these words, which sprang up as living water in my soul,

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'My star by night, my sun by day,

My spring of life, when parch'd with drought;
My wine to cheer, my bread to stay,

My strength, my shield, my safe abode,

My robe before the throne of God."

I felt the Lord Jesus did answer all these characters to my soul, and by faith I beheld him as my robe before the throne of God.

When I was about seventeen years of age, my father and two brothers (younger than I) were going with some other company to see the Royal George, which was sixteen miles from the shore from whence we set out; my father desired me to accompany them. I knew not what to do, but at length believed I ought to obey. Indeed I thought I should have no farther cross than the going to the ship, and returning in the afternoon. But we had not been long in the vessel, before some of the company began to ridicule my overmuch religion. When we drew near the Royal George, the men said we must not attempt to go around her, for she was deep and very dangerous; but the gentlemen insisted they should row around the ship. While this was doing, we were in great danger, and the ladies, exceedingly alarmed, began to cry out. Some of them said, "Miss Bosanquet, why are you so calm?" I told them I saw the danger, but our business was to trust in God; I was quite ready either to sink or to be saved. My confidence in the Lord kept me secure in his providence, I had now an opportunity to speak, and they were ready to hear. When we got into the ship, it seemed like a town; such a vast variety of places like shops, were all around. We were met by Captain Burnet, who led us into a grand room; the place designed for us was pointed out by a lady that attended us. Captain Burnet proposed a dance, and after that a cold collation. Now I felt indeed. Several of the company fell upon me with, "Now, Miss Bosanquet, what will you do now? You must dance; you cannot run away. Knowing my help must come from above, I lifted up my heart to the Lord, and cried to him for help. Presently a messenger in haste called for Captain Burnet. He ran

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down, but soon returned, with great disappointment in his countenance, saying, "O what shall we do? The Prince of Wales and Admiral Anson are coming on board." Never was any thing more welcome to me than this hurry of preparing for the prince-our present king, one year older than I. My heart praised the Lord for this timely interposition. The cannon put aside the dance, and we at length talked of returning. We were let down into our little vessel, and I was truly thankful to be on the way home. But another trial soon occurred. Some of the company proposed going to Vauxhall; this I refused. "Then," said they, "you must stay in the vessel with the men." I knew not what to do. As we drew near the part where our coaches were waiting for us, a strange disagreement took place between two of the gentlemen; one of them, my brother, rose up, and bid the man draw near to the steps; he got out, and I followed him. The rest went on to Vauxhall. I was truly thankful when we got into the coach. This was the last attempt of this kind.

But this peaceful frame did not last long. Some snares were presented before me, which dissipated my mind, and cooled the fervour of my affections. In this spirit I went to London in the winter. I was now about eighteen. As I had not yet had a clear conviction to throw aside dress, while in my father's house I continued in my appearance like the company I conversed with, only I did not go with them to public diversions; and this winter I began to gain favour in their eyes, and felt myself in great danger of being carried down the stream. But the thought alarmed my soul, and caused me to look about for help. I cried to the Lord to bring me acquainted with some of the excellent of the earth, that I might learn to walk in the narrow way which leads to life and glory, and into which I saw I was scarcely entered. One day I heard a conversation concerning an extraordinary work among the Methodists, that some of them spoke of such a change being wrought on their will and affections, that they found that word to be accomplished, "Old things are passed away, and all things are become new." The remembrance of that text. "Is any thing too hard for me?" came with fresh

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