lips, leaving them closely sealed in death, and the glorified spirit enters the joy of its Lord. Only one short week has passed since the young missionary stood before that congregation for the first and last time, and gave utterance to the startling announcement that he came among them to die. And lo! the presentiment nas been fulfilled! On the Sabbath evening, amid the tears of weeping hundreds, the grave opens to receive the fever victim. Two fresh mounds instead of one mark the missionaries' burial place in the humble cemetery; and the canvas tent, and the congregation that assemble there, are again without a pastor. And two young widows, with suddenly blighted hopes, are left to feel how transitory and uncertain are even the purest and holiest joys associated with this dark vale of tears. possessing and manifesting that lofty capacity, which of all this lower creation belongs to man alone,—the power to know, and love, and enjoy God. The presiding minister first relates God's gracious dealings with himself. When a thoughtless youth, he was induced to attend a Sabbath evening service in a Methodist place of worship, in one of the midland counties of England. The word impressed his conscience and his heart, and he was led to seek and find mercy through faith in Christ. He then felt constrained to devote the residue of his life to the service of the Lord. God had providentially opened his way into the mission work, and in times of persecution interposed to save him from the violence of wicked and unreasonable men. "Oft from the margin of the grave The Lord had lifted up his head; The fever own'd His touch and fled." And now the supreme desire of his heart is to spend and to be spent for God, faithful to the great work committed to him, so that he may finish his course with joy, and the ministry which he has received of the Lord Jesus. When he finishes, many rise to speak; but the preference is accorded to an old man, for all sit down at once when they see that Father Harris is upon his feet. He is a venerable old man. More than eighty years have bleached that snowwhite head, and he displays a fine African countenance, bearing traces of considerable intelligence. In a voice clear and distinct, though slightly tremulous, he tells that he was born in North America, and took part in the revolutionary struggle, on the losing side. He then came to Jamaica, preferring to live under the British flag. He had heard about Jesus, and became the subject of religious. feelings amongst the coloured Baptists in America; but it was not until Dr. Coke visited Jamaica in 1789, and there proclaimed the truth, that he clearly apprehended the way of salvation by faith in Christ Jesus. He came to the cross as a guilty sinner, and obtained pardon and the soul-renewing upwards of forty years ago, I was associated with C. W., a young man of about the same age as myself, who had been recommended and accepted for the mission work, from one of the Methodist districts in the west of England. He was of a mild, quiet disposition and retiring in his habits. He had seen but little of the world, even less than most young men of his age, being restrained by a fond, doting mother, to whom he was warmly attached, from everything like free intercourse with other boys, and from sharing their sports and recreations. Carefully trained in the habit of attending upon the ordinances of religion in her own company, it was the great joy of the mother's life to see the boy she loved so devotedly yield himself up to the gracious influences and drawings of the Divine Spirit, and openly consecrate his youthful affections and his life to his Saviour. The love of Christ had smoothed and brightened her own lowly path for many years, through the cares and anxieties of domestic trial and the sorrow and loneliness of early widowhood. Deeply she felt her obligations to the Lord, and that no sacrifice she could make for Him could be too great. But it became the great sorrow of her life when, after a severe and protracted struggle between maternal love and duty to Christ and His cause, she was called upon to give up the cherished object of her heart's warmest affection, to go wherever the Head of the church might assign to him a sphere of labour in the mission field, and bid him adieu, to behold his face no more on earth. She knew something of the deep anguish the venerable patriarch experienced, when the strange command from heaven fell upon his ear: "Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah, and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of." It was not more distressing to Abraham thus to part with his Isaac, than it was to the widowed mother to lay her only child upon the missionary altar. The bitter heart-trial had been endured. The last sad farewell had been pronounced with many teyes, and she son of the widow was of the pay t. She isles of the west. the heavens and the earth; and greatly she wondered where and what He was, and how she could get to know more about Him. None had taught her, none cared to teach her, the difference between right and wrong, and what was good and what evil. She had not been taught to read, and her mind was a blank. But as she folded her children to her bosom, she often felt her heart strangely moved by earnest desires to know something about God. When Dr. Coke came, she was told that a strange gentleman was going to talk to the people about religion; and she took one child by the hand and another at her breast, and went and listened to that first sermon. She did not understand much that was said, for she was very ignorant; but her heart melted and her eyes shed abundant tears. She felt that she was a miserable sinner; and she went home and prayed to God, as the minister had directed them to do. The next evening she went again; and as the minister was speaking about Christ loving sinners and dying to save them, she felt that God had pardoned her, and that her soul was unspeakably happy as it never had been before. When the minister spoke of forming a society, and invited those who were determined to live to God and flee from the wrath to come, she went forward and gave in her name. For more than fifty years the Lord had kept her by His grace; and she was looking soon to join the friends who had gone before and arrived safe at home. Referring to the persecutions of past years, she speaks of "the seven years' famine of the Word," as she expresses it, when the city magistrates shut up the chapel and sent the ministers to prison; setting the constables to watch that there should be no singing and prayer in any of the houses of those who belonged to the society. She then goes on to describe with exquisite pathos how, in those dark days, many a little social gathering of praying souls took place in inner rooms and upper chambers. Classmeetings were held after dark in the churchyard where the people were afraid to go at night, except those who went to pray amongst the tombs, and in many other strange places. For seven years she met the class of which she had been guese man-of-war, floating upon the surface of the walm sea, has been drawn ap in a bucket, and from week to minute inspection. Several mornings the sea has been found for miles covered in all directions with turtle, calmly sleeping upon the untroubled ocean. The ship's boats have been got out, and, with muffled oars, the sleepers have been noiselessly approached, struck with the barbed groins, and hoisted into the boats. In many cases, however, they took alarm, and went down for shelter in the unfathomable deep before we could come near to capture them. But the whoile of our turtle-hunting have been sufficient (between thirty and forty having been secured) to furnish an ample supply of turtle steaks and turtle soup, to vary and enrich our ample daily fare until the ship shall reach the end of her voyage. Still the calm continues. There is among the passengers, amounting to twenty-nine in all, a youthful medico, going to seek a practice in Jamaica. There is also a nephew of Sir Andrew A., famous for his efforts in Parliament concerning the Sabbath, and several other young men bound to the west to try chances with the yellow fever and a planter's life. Yielding to the solicitations of his more youthful passengers, the good-natured captain suffers those who are com petent to go overboard, and have a swim about the bows of the ship; lowering a boat, and suspending ropes over the sides and the bowsprit to insure the safety of the adventurers. To sport in the calm, placid sea for an hour affords enjoyment to the swimmers for several days, until a narrow escape from drowning on the word of the young medical gentleman induces the captain to put a veto upon this kind of amusement. Being but an indifferent swimmer, he had failed, when nearly exhausted, to catch hold of the rope hanging from the end of the bowsprit, when a young Baptist missionary, who, as might be expected, was more at home in the water than his companions, swam to the rescue, and saved him as he was sinking. In these aquatic exercises the young missionary, C. W., took no part. When urged to do so, he pleaded that he had |