Many there knew her well, and venerated her for the virtues that adorned her character, and as one of the polished pillars of the church.

When this speaker has resumed his seat, one rises who has been the chosen bosom friend of that godly mother, and who rejoiced with exceeding joy that the fond wishes of her heart concerning her much-loved son are fulfilled. The speaker is of queenly presence, now past the prime and bloom of youthful womanhood, but still retaining a large portion of the grace and beauty by which she was distinguished, when, with her clear olive complexion, gazellelike eye, and faultless figure, she outshone the fairest beauties of the land. She is in every sense a noble woman, enriched and adorned with all Christian virtues in an eminent degree. Like her Master, to whom she has fully devoted herself, she goes about doing good, consecrating her time and energies to His service. Hundreds have, through her agency, been led into the path of eternal life. Her power in prayer is great; and on such occasions as the present, she speaks with a lofty and commanding eloquence that rivets the attention of the hearers. She tells how her sympathies were awakened towards the Methodists when the missionaries were imprisoned and the chapel was closed. She knew of many slave members of the society who were subjected to cruel treatment by their owners, because they persisted in going, whenever they could seize the opportunity, to join in the services of the Methodists. This led her to think there must be more in the religion of the persecuted people than she had supposed; and in the midst of her gay life she was drawn powerfully towards them. Invited by one of the class-leaders, she attended several of the meetings held in secret, and her heart bowed down under a sense of her guiltiness and danger as a sinner before God. She at once resolved to abandon the gaieties and frivolities in which she was wasting her life, and cast in her lot with the oppressed, choosing, like Moses, to suffer affliction with the people of God, rather than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season. She had opposition and much ridicule and reproach to en

alegue, occupies a station in the country near the banks of the Rio Minto, commonly called Dry River. This name is given to it because, during the dry season, its waters are nearly, or altogether, dried up; the broad, deep channel, overspread with vast masses of rock, bearing witness to the velocity and power of the torrent which fills it during the rainy seasons of the tropics.

The two young missionaries share the same humble dwelling, as they divide between them the pastoral charge, with its large responsibilities, which frequent deaths in the missionary ranks have caused, somewhat prematurely, to devolve upon them. The younger of the two, who has only recently entered upon his work, is a young man of lively temperament, gay and sanguine; and he has succeeded in laughing and rallying his graver brother out of what he calls his "superstitious fear of the water." Both of them have, for some weeks past, been in the habit of repairing, on Saturday afternoon, to the neighbouring river, for the refreshment of a bath ;-the water at the time running very low, and the stream being so small and shallow that an infant might bathe in it almost anywhere with perfect safety.

Frequent indulgence in this refreshing exercise has completely dispelled the apprehensions which, from his childhood, had occupied the mind of C. W.; and he finds great enjoyment in his weekly ablution. This has gone on for several months, when the younger of the two ministers is absent on the Saturday afternoon, having gone to supply the pulpit on the Sabbath in a distant Circuit. C. W. feels no hesitation in going alone to the river course to take his usual bath; and immediately after dinner, having informed the domestic whither he was going, that he might be sent for if his presence at home were required, he repairs to the customary spot.

The afternoon passes away, and the young missionary does not return. The evening has sped, and nine o'clock has struck, and the preparations for tea remain as they had been placed several hours before. Still the absent one has not made his appearance. The servant, who has been

The effect of this thrilling tale has been very powerful. It has been delivered with a simple grace and eloquence, that stirred the holiest sympathies of the listeners, and all glorify the grace of God in her which has transformed her, the admired votary of fashion, into the humble follower of Jesus. Ministers and people respect and honour her as one of the most devoted and useful members of the church, abundant in labours and ready for every good work.

Next is heard the voice of another female member of the church. She has risen with several others; but the presiding minister pronounces her name, and all the others resume their seats. She is a pattern of neatness and simplicity in her appearance; one who has attained the ripeness of middle age, and is pre-eminently a woman of meek and quiet spirit. Her complexion is that of the quadroon, and her fine placid countenance is an illustration of "the beauty of holiness;" for through every feature beams "the peace of God, which passeth all understanding." Her tale is one of pathetic simplicity; and as she relates it in a quiet tone and with a natural eloquence, far more impressive than the most studied oratory, many hearts are moved to ascribe glory to Him who shows such abundant mercy to sinners. She speaks of the time when she was a slave; for she was born to the inheritance of a British bond woman. But it was her good fortune to be the property of a mistress who possessed, amongst many excellent and amiable qualities, a kindly disposition towards her slaves; and she, the quadroon girl, was her favourite attendant. It was a sore grievance to the kind-hearted and well-meaning mistress when her maid, unfortunately in her view, got among the Methodists, and adopted what she thought to be their strange and erroneous views of religion. So it was; and it occurred in this way. It was the duty of the quadroon girl to follow her mistress to the parish church; but on her way thither she had to pass the Parade chapel, and she heard the congregation singing. It was. very sweet, and quite different from any singing she had ever

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circumstances, and in such a place, could be accounted for only on the supposition that an apoplectic seizure had suddenly paralysed his energies as he was bathing in the little pool, perhaps too early after partaking of a hearty meal. Falling powerless in the water, with his head just submerged in the shallow stream, he had been suffocated, no help being at hand. Great is the sorrow of the simple-hearted people to whom he ministered the word of life, when they find themselves thus suddenly bereaved of the young pastor, who had greatly endeared himself to them by his faithful counsels and loving, gentle manners. This sorrow is greatly aggravated when in one short week the intelligence comes to them that the colleague of the deceived, theid other younsel pastor. has followed his frdend and brother to the spirit land. In the distant circuit whither he had gone to preach, the yellow fever had seized upon him after leaving the pulpit on the Sabbath evening. The best medical aid had been summoned; but in three short days, in the prime of vigorous, youthful manhood, this promising servant of the Lord closed his eyes on earthly scenes, and passed within the veil. Thus are the sorrowing people doubly bereaved, and most strangely, yet truly, after the lapse of nearly thirty years, the mother's dream has been fulfilled.

was still much bowed down with a sense of guilt and the wickedness of her own heart. But during the class-meeting, while the members were earnestly pleading with God in prayer for her, the love of God was shed abroad in her heart, and she was made exceedingly happy; for she felt the inward witness, that she had passed from death unto life, and become a child of God. The mistress wondered still more than before, when she saw this great change in her slave. Instead of weeping and mourning, as she had done all the preceding week, the girl was now happy and joyous. Her very countenance was altered; God's peace and love had spread over it an expression of cheerfulness it had never worn before; and the lady "could not think what those Methodists had been doing with Sarah." But she learned the secret afterwards. Sarah, always her favourite amongst her slaves, became dearer to her than ever; and she also was deeply attached to the kind mistress who had treated her with so much indulgence. This kindness found its reward; for it was the quadroon slave that led her to Christ and taught her the way of salvation. It was the quadroon slave whose voice she loved to hear in prayer at her own bedside, and in singing the hymns that lifted her soul to heaven. It was she who brought her own missionary minister to speak to her beloved mistress of Jesus and heaven, as she lay on the bed of sickness. It was she who sympathized with the peace and triumph of that mistress's happy death bed; and when the rejoicing spirit passed from earth, she closed the eyes of the dead. When all was over, she found that she was no longer a slave. The grateful mistress had bequeathed to the quadroon girl freedom from bondage, and something to aid her in her future life. Thus unexpectedly she had found that " godliness is profitable for all things, having promise of the life that now is, and of that which is to come."

Another speaker carries back the thoughts of the congregation to the time when Mr. Bradnack was the minister. He was one who loved the little children. She belonged to "the rising generation class;" and, under his care and