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which was just raised before his last sickness. On the last day of February he went to the back of the estate with Mrs. Post'; and the next morning he was confined to his room, which he never left again. On the 8th of April he lost the use of his hands and feet. Through the whole of his sickness he endured very severe pain, both night and day; which sometimes rendered him impatient and frettiu. About a month before his death he sent for his head-carpenter, and with the greatest composure gave him orders to make his coffin. He gave also particular directions concerning his funeral.' Twice or thrice he sent for the children brought up in his house, for his manager, and for some of his domestics, and took his leave of them in a very affectionate manner. At those times he was generally composed, and enjoyed comfortable prospects of eternity. At one of these seasons he recommended the children very affectionately to me; and requested that I would catechize them, and attend to their spiritual welfare. To one of his oldest negroes, a driver, of the name of Mars, who came to see him, he said, “ Mars, how are you?' The old man thinking that he asked what the people had been doing, said,“ Picking cotton, Massa.” Mr. Post replied,' I do not ask you what you have been doing. Picking cotton is nothing to me now: I have done with it.' He then called the old negro to his bedside, took hold of his hand, and bid him farewell
, exhorting him to attend the preaching, - to come to Jesus, - to pray to him, and charged him to meet him at the right hand of God, — telling him he must shortly die; and that though he had been his master, and had sometimes been angry with him, there would soon be no difference between them. They both wept abundantly. This was a very affecting scene!
Mr. Post frequently spake to the negroes who came to see him, in a very kind manner; exhorting them to seek Christ with their whole hearts. However, he did not experience that Joy in God with which some arc favoured ; his soul was frequently cast down on account of a sin to which he had been prone in his youth. On Easter Sunday morning he was much perplexed about bis eternal state. When several encouraging passages of Scripture were pointed out to him, one of which was Rom. viii. 32. He that spared no: his own Son, &c. be then said, ' Delivered him up för us ali! Then is be a free gift to all who will receive him,-is he not? To which he was answered Yes. “I have read,' he said,' this passage many times; but I never saw it in the light I now du. He appeared to obtain much comfort by viewing Christ as the frie gift of the Father.
He did not derive much comfort from those passages of Scripture which are peculiar to the prople of God; for when they were pointed out to him, he would dobe of his being of that number; but those which give encounty ment to the chief of sinners were greatly blessed in lun. He
was sensible that he was a sinner, - a great sinner; and that he had nothing to plead, but the sufferings and death of Christ. This was all his hope and all his desire, day and night; and, blessed be God, though he was often perplexed with doubts and fears, he was, at other times, strong in faitli, giving glory to God. One day he sent for me from the dinner-table, and said, I have sent for you to tell you, that I shall just enter in through Christ :' and at another tiine he said, Yea, though I walk
throngh' the valley of the shadow of Death, God will be with me.' He frequently repeated the name of Jesus in a very affecting way: • Blessed Jesus !and would often say,' Conne, and receive me to thyself! Once he told me he was very comfortable; and requested me to pray, especially for the spread of the gospel; and said, ' All will be well.' At another time, he said, with great earnestness, “ Tell the people at my funeral, That I am a sinner; but bave obtained mercy through Jesus Christ.' Once, when I was speaking to him, he looked stedfastly at me, and said, in a very affecting manner, “You have come so far to teach ine how to die. I know
I know you love me; and I will love you in Heaven!" When his spirits were good, and he was tolerably free from pain, he would converse cheerfully about preaching, religion, and what he had passed through in life.
Ile would frequently request me to read to him; and when I asked him wbat he wished to have read, be would say, 'Sonething suitable : Some of the sayings of Jesus or laul.' On thie two or three last days of his life, I had not an opportunity to conVerse much with him, for he was extremely weak; but he was enabled to build on the rock Christ Jesus. The day before his death, I had some conversation with him on temporal subjects, especially about the chapel; which he told me he had secured to the Missionary Society, with £ 100 annually.
On April the 99ih, about half after eight o'clock in the Avening, he fell asleep in Jesus. The poor negroes spent most of the night in weeping for him; exclaiming, O my massa, my 111ss !
A more affecting scene was, perhaps, never presented. 'I suppose there were more than 500 negroes of his own, and from other estates, lamenting their loss. Mr. Purkis and the manager went among the negro-houses, to request them to be still; but in vain. They continued to weep aloud, exclanning,' My massa, iny massa! - iny tatta, my tatta ! I was much affected withi the language of one poor woman. She said she had been 20 years on the estate, not able to de any work; but her massa bad given her every thing to make her comfortable.
In the deti of Mr. Fost, the negroes have lost one of the kindest masters; bis bereaved widow a most affectionate bus band: her child, one of the best of parent's; the fatherless an the widow a kind protector; the colony ot Demnarara a respect
able, useful, and benevolent inhabitant; and the writer of this Memoir one of the most sincere friends, - a friend who will ever be remembered by hin with the warmest gratitude. Time will not be able to erase it; and he thinks it no small honour. to pay this last tribute of respect to bis memory. But, above all, the church of Christ has lost one of its most userul members, - one whose life appeared almost absolately essential to the promotion of the gospel in this country: but God sometimes removes such useful persons, to convince us that lie can do without them; and sometimes, lest we should pul them in bis place; and, blessed be his name, though Mr. Post is no more, his glorious gospel continues to prosper! This servant of God had the honour to build the first place of worship in Demarara; and we trust that others will be raised up to folLow lis example, in building many more*
On Lord's Day, April the oil, at five in the afternoon, Mr. Post was interred on his own estate, in his own burial-ground, under a largemango-tree. A great number of people of colour attended his funeral; and many more would have come, had not the day proved so rainy. Light of bis own negroes, whom be selected for the purpose several days before his death, car ried him to the grave; and, with many others, made great lamentaiion over him. He had enjoyed the happiness to see Fone of the negroes that carried iniin to the grave baptized, and walking in the fear of the Lord. The 63d hymn of the second book, was sung at the door of his house; the 88th of the first book; and the 1071h of the sceond book, at the grave. In exhortation was also given from Amos iv. 12, • Prepare to meet thy God, O Israel!' On this and several succeeding days, the estate appeared as though it were in mourning for its laté owner. I much wished bim to give his consent that he inight be buried in the chapel; but he would not allow it on any account, lest there should be any appearance of pride in it, or any should say he had built it for his tomb. On Lord's Day, May 14, a funeral-sermon was preached, from Rev. xiv. 13.
Thus, dear Sir, I have given you a faithiul account of the Life and Death of Mr. Post. Undoubteilly, he had his imperfictions, which he daily lamented; but it' we consider him in «ery point of view, and make proper allowances for the counisy in which he lived, he appears to have been a truly excel lent man, and almost a miracle of grace.
Į am, Rer. Sir, vour most obedient and humble scrvant, Demarara, August 13, 1910.
JOnly W RAY.
Through the exertions of the Rev. Mr. Straglian, a very neat chapel has since been built in town), and is well attended. The Dutch people also
have it in contemplation to build one; but building churches for white : pouple will mect with no kind of opposition.
THE CHRISTIAN PHILOSOPHER.
THE ATMOSPHERE. The mass of air which encircles the whole globe is called The Atmosphere, from a Greek word, which signifiesó a body of vapour in a spherical form :'- it moves with the Earth, round the sun, and touches it in allits parts, ascending to the tops of its highest mountains, and penetrating all its cavities: -it consists of that fluid which we inhale, from the first to the last moment of our existence. The atinosphere is generally supposed to extend about forty-five miles from the carth; it is an invisible permanently elastic fluid; for, however much compressed, it the pressure be removed, it will occupy its former space. Mr. Boyle found, by experiment, that the same por. tion of air may take up 52,000 times the space it doth at another time, and that, by taking off the weight of the atmosphere, an expansion would be occasioned of 13,000 times its former bulk. The weight or pressure of the atmosphere on the earth varies considerably; but its mean weight is about 141 pounds on a square inch; - at which time a column of air will counterbalance a column of mercury of the same size at 291 inches high. It the body of a man contains 15 square feet, it sustains a pressure equal to 15 tons; but it must be observed that the air presses in every direction, and it is owing to this circumstance that the human frame is able to endure it. If any person's hand be placed over an orifice in the exhausted receiver of an air-pump, the upward-pressure will be taken off, and the hand held down with a weight which will render it impossible to move it until the air be re-admitted into the receiver. This property of pressing in all directions, (upwards, downwards, and sideways) is common to all fluids; hence we feel no difficulty in moving, though the greater part of our body be under water, the upward pressure of the Huid counteracting its weight, or downward-pressure. The weight of the atmosphere is also resisted by the internal pressure of the air within, and the other fluids; it is, ncyeribeless, an instance of the care of Him who knoweth our frawe,' that the changes which take place, often in the course of a few hours, in the atmospheric pressure, should not produce the most serious and distressing effects, when it is considered, that the difference between the least and the greatest pressure upon our bodies is equal to 3982 pounds.
It is certain that the pressure of the atmosphere is of great utility, as it prevents the heat of the sun from converting all the water and other fluids into vapour; and, perhaps, were it not for this, even ile solids themselves would be dissipated. It is known that water requires more than three times the heat
to boil it in the open air, to what will make it boil in racuo. The atmosphere gives a proper temperature to the rays of the sun, and renders the face of the heavens lucid and bright.
If there was no atmosphere, only that part of the sky would appear light in which the sun is placed; – for, in that case, there would be no substance to reflect his rays; - but the
atinosphere being strongly illuminated by the sun, turns the : liglit towards us, and makes the whole heavens shine with
such splendor, as to render the light of the stars invisible *.' It is this property in the air of reflecting the light, which produces the twilight. The atmosphere is also the cause of dews and rains, which fertilize the earth ;-it sustains the clouds, is essential to the conveyance of wind, and to the existence of whatever lives and moves on the face of the earth, or in the great deep. 'The Syrians, we are told, worshipped the air as a god; and a striking emblem it certainly is of that Great Power which pervades, invigorates, and animates all nature; but it is only a creature ; He who made it could, in one moment, cause it to pass away ;-and another day he will do so; for the heavens and the earth shall pass away. O, then, lel Him be the great and only Object of our worsbip, our faith, our love, and our obedience, who is God over all, blessed for
- * Gregory's Lessons, p. 78.
REFLECTIONS ON DEATH,
There is nothing which exhibits to our view greater variety and change than the life of man. It presents to us, fron beginning to end, a mixture of joys and sorrows, of hopes and fears, until, at death, the scene is closed, to be repeated no more. In whatever manner life is
approach of death is sufficient to damp the joys of the most of men. Few look forward to it without dismay; and the greatest part anticipate the change with terror. To be entirely separated from the world, from all we have seen and known, and with which we have been long familiar and happy; to bring to a close the friendship of our dear and intimate acquaintances, that had subsisted for years, and which gave a relish to all the enjoyments of life; to have this body dissolved, and laid down to be consumed, forgotten, and neglected in the grave ; – to enter a world of spirits; to stand at the tribunal of the great God of heaven and earth, to receive a just and irreversible sentence, – these things present to our view such images of terror as are sufficient to shake the fortitude of the