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if he finds his companion obliged to go to bed with a headache, let him look for a wife somewhere else, unless he is fond of paying doctor's bills."

A WOMAN'S TRUE LIFE. To most women how rarely occurs the opportunity of accomplishing great things, and making great conquests, as the on-looking world estimates greatness! But in every relation of life, and in almost every day's and hour's experience, there are laid in her pathway little crosses to take up and bear, little lessons to learn of patience and forbearance, little sacrifices which may seem as nothing to the looker-on, but which, from peculiarity of temperament, may in reality be costly ones; little victories over nameless developments of selfishness,-which perhaps only God and conscience pronounced selfishness; the culture of

many a little hope, and feeling, and principle; the suppression of many desires, repinings, or exactions, which make the feeble woman sometimes greater and stronger in the eyes of Him who looks into the soul's innermost recesses, than the mighty man who takes a city.

To the most of women, the great warfare of this probationary life must be a warfare known best by its results—the enemies they would vanquish meet them in the little hidden nooks of every-day life, and the victories they gain in the warfare are recorded not on the scroll of earthly fame, but by watching angels in God's book on high.

Then how greatly important is each day's result in this discipline of domestic life, if here it is we are to achieve holy victories, and then to receive the plaudit,“Well done!" or at the last to find inscribed upon our course, “Defeat, failure, irretrievable loss."

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Christian Biography.

WHITEFIELD. Out of the abundance of the heart met with Mrs. W-, of Bangor, the mouth speaketh,” of whatever then more than fourscore, the that heart may happen to be full. daughter of the Rev. Mr. Parsons, Rogers relates, in his “Table-Talk," the first pastor of the First Presbythat “Fox often talked for half an terian Church in Newburyport, U.S. hour after taking up the candle to That venerable church was a vine go to bed.” This circumstance re- of Whitefield's own planting ; it minded me of an anecdote of White- had separated from the old Armifield, the best and most character- nian society under the powerful istic, as it struck me, that I have effects of his preaching; its first ever met with, though it has never, pastor (Mr. Pirsons) was selected I believe, found its way into print. by him. Unier its pulpit all that

Some twenty-five years ago, I was mortal od him still reposes, and

on the right of it stands the beautiful monument erected to him by the grateful afection of Mr. William Bartlett.

I was not without hopes, in this to

interview with the daughter of his old friend, of getting some gleanings, even from a field so thoroughly reaped and raked as that of the reminiscences of Whitefield, I asked her if she could recollect any noteworthy word or deed of the good man which had not been published. “No, sir, they have all been told and printed, over and over." The conversation afterwards turned on his last hours and death, which took place at her father's house, on the 30th of September, 1770; when she related, while unconscious apparently of any special interest attaching to it, the following incident. I prefix a few earlier circumstances from Coffin's “ History of Newbury," to complete the Darrative.

Whitefield had preached every day in Boston, from the 17th to the 20th. On the 21st he went to Portsmouth, wher he preached daily from the 23rd to the 29th. On Saturday, the 29th, he preached nearly two hours at Exeter, in the open air. In the afternoon he rode to Newburyport, where he had engaged to preach the next morning. My strong impression is that Mrs. W. told me he preached in her father'schurch on Saturday evening.

my recollection is right in this respect, this was one sermon in addition to those mentioned in his printed memoirs.

While he was at supper, many people crowded about the door of

the house, and even pressed into and filled the hall, anxious to hear a word of direction and comfort from that voice which had so profoundly stirred their souls with the sense of sin and the need of Christ. Whitefield, who was in a very exhausted and suffering state, said to one of the ministers with him, Brother, you must speak to these dear people; I cannot say a word more." He then took the candle which was offered him, and began a hasty retreat toward his bed-room. When he had got about half-way up the hall stairs, the thought of thus rushing away from that anxious crowd was too much for him, and he turned partly around to say a few words (they were to be his last) of the soul and the Saviour; and those words flowed on till the candle which he held in his hand burned away, and went out in its socket. He then went

Early the next morning he was

seized with one of his terrible asthmatic paroxysms, rushed to the window and threw it up to get a breath of fresh air, and in a short time (about six o'clock) expired.. Was not this “finishing his course with joy, and the ministry which he had received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the Gospel of the grace of God?” “Blessed is that servant whom his Lord, when he cometh, shall find so doing. Whether he cometh at even, or at midnight, or at cock-crowing, or in the morning, blessed is that servant." M.


HENGSTENBERG. One would not think, to see Hengstenberg, that he bore any likeness

to Popes or to Torquemadas-a resemblance his enemies charge upon him.

He is of a rather small, slight form, not decidedly of under size, but thin, and delicately moulded. So far from a dogmatic and belligerent air, he has the aspect of a man of refined, gentle feelings, and of a calm, candid judgment. He does not look soured nor frowning. There is about the eyes and the mouth the expression as of a man grieved and inwardly sorrowful, ready to weep rather than smile. His appearance is that of a man much younger than his years and his labours would make him. He looks as though he was nearing, but had not yet reached, the manly climacteric of the seven times seven years. His head is not large, nor specially striking. His hair is yet a soft brown, and his cheeks have a ruddy bloom. His lips stand out from the teeth, so that the mouth looks full and slightly bulging. He wears spectacles, and the eyes have an introverted look; he seems to be looking at things without seeing them. The right eye appears to be injured, which may occasion one-sided and sinister views.

In the lecture-room his habits are quite singular. He is closely confined to his notes, bringing his eyes close down to the soiled yellow “Heft,” which was written on both sides of the page, with a margin of rather more than half the width of the page, left, as is frequent, for additional notes and references. He directed not so much as a glance to the students, but raised his eyes at regular intervals, and canting

his head toward the left, gazed intently at the cobwebs on the topmost panes of a window. His voice is thin and soft, lacking in masculine tone, and very badly modulated. There is such a tendency to the high key, with the measured recurrence of the circumflex and rising inflection, that the effect was hardly distinguishable from whining.

The gestures were quite extraordinary. His cathedra is an armchair, with legs of a height rendering a foot-stool indispensable; and there was a broad-leafed desk before him, on which his papers were laid. While he is in full blast of lecturing, with his attention engrossed in his subject, and his head almost touching his papers, he has a habit of rising from his seat, slippivg down and working up in an unaccountable way, twisting around by a half jerk and a half lifting of the body at the same time, by a spring with the hands on the arms of the chair, till he is fairly on his feet, and bending over the desk; and then he suddenly drops back upon the seat. Sometimes his head was thus thrown completely over the front side of the desk. At first we were apprehensive some awful pain was griping him. But he seemed utterly unconscious and self-forgetful, and the students did not appear sensible of any strange contortions.

When he became excited, there was, perhaps, a more violent twisting of the body, and a more energetic spring forward. But the same thing was repeated, and in the same manner, when he was only naming chapter and verse of Scripture to which he had occasion to refer. In

and trained its powers. We cannot doubt that he was the subject of a large measure of Divine influ


thirty minutes the lecturer went through this gymnastic performance of getting on to his feet and back to his seat thirty-two times, according to the count of a curious and amazed observer. There could be no question about his self-abstraction.

Hengstenberg has the shyness of a recluse, though he mingles more than his brethren in the courtly circles. He is attentive and winning in his relations with his students, and attaches them strongly to him.

JOHN BUNYAN. By nature and grace, John Bunyan was fitted to be a theologian, if extraordinary genius, a profoundly emotional nature, large and deep experience, and eminent piety, are: important requisites. He was not disciplined in the schools, and of course lacked one great qualification for a theological writer ; but he was trained under influences calculated, through Divine grace, to develope his powers, and secure him a great amount of mental culture. And his intellect and heart kept pace together, and walked hand in hand through the realm of revelation. It was from his moral and emotional nature that his intellect received its most powerful impulse and its severest discipline, while his native good sense and quick intellectual insight served to keep in check any tendency of his feelings toward fanaticism. By the providence and Spirit of God he was. brought into circumstances which intensely roused his soul,

He is often spoken of as illiterate. He was so in his youth, and if we look only at his acquaintance with letters, he was so always. But if ever there was a student, Bunyan was one, not of scholastic lore, but of the most profound truths which can engage even an angel's soul. Upon these Divine truths—"the wisdom of God"-his attention was fixed for a series of years with an almost fearful intensity of interest, of which few readers of the Bible have any conception. He formed the acquaintance of but few authors. Especially important in this connexion was his familiarity with one work of a kindred spirit, Luther's “ Commentary on the Galatians," and probably also Luther's “TableTalk," which had already appeared in English. “I must," is his language, “let fall before all men, I do prefer this book of Martin Luther upon the Galatians (except the Holy Bible) above all the books that ever I have seen, as most fit for a wounded conscience."

We think we can also see traces in Bunyan's writings of his acquaintance with the pithy and pro. found' observations, especially upon the law and the Gospel, which occur in Luther's Table-Talk." The great German has said, “I did not learn my divinity at once, but was constrained by my temptations to search deeper and deeper; for no man without trials and temptations can attain a true understanding of the Holy Scriptures." And

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ELIZABETH HANNAH RAINE. ELIZABETH HANNAH Raive, the It became evident that she profited beloved child whose life and last by these instructions. Her mind hours are here sketched, was the expanded, her heart opened under eldest daughter of F. Raine, Esq., the influence of sacred truth, and of Little Hutton, Yorkshire. She impressions were made of a very was born in March, 1851, and died favourable character. The cardinal in September, 1857. In her brief truths of religion, such as the delife there was but little time allowed pravity of her nature, her guilt, to acquire religious knowledge, and man's redemption by Christ's death, exemplify its influence upon her and her forgiveness through his character. In infancy her interest blood, were well understood and apin listening to religious hymns and preciated by her. This was evident stories was remarkable, and as she from a conversation she had with advanced in age her thirst for the her mamma the last Sabbath she knowledge imparted by these ex- was at home. They had been read. ercises became insatiable. Play to ing together an account of the reher had no attractions when put in pentance and conversion of a wicked competition with her books; and if captain by means of his cabin-boy, she could have prevailed upon any

when she talked much about the one, even by persuasion and tears, cruelty and wickedness of the capto sit down and read to her, she tain, and the kindness and prayerwould never have complained of fulness of the little boy; when her weariness, but, if possible, would mamma said to her,

Lillie, my have retained them the whole day; dear, I hope you do not forget to and such was her attention to the pray for yourself; you know children subject that she appeared literally have very wicked hearts, and you to devour it. Anidea may be formed ought to pray for a new heart.” of her intense interest in these sub- She replied, with great thoughtfuljects from the fact that before she


“Mamma, I do pray, I often was three years old, or before she pray;” and then, after a moment's could read, she was able to repeat pause, with great seriousness, she thirty-two hymns, besides many re- said, " But I do not know how it is, ligious stories; and so strongly had mamma; after I have done, I feel her taste for these exercises become such an inclination to sin!” This developed, that her parents feared remarkable expression for one so that her health and mental powers young shows that the Holy Spirit might suffer from her ardent interest was her Teacher, and that she in them, but they found it difficult knew, and felt, and lamented that to restrain her.

she was a sinner. Her experience

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