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they will wonder again. Try the experiment. Live within your means.

bility to be seen anywhere but in a list of names in what is called the “church records?” If minorities really compose the church, then I am at fault.

This indicates a state of things far from healthful. The subject deserves and demands the most serious consideration. Such meetings, rightly conducted, would be fraught with the most beneficial results. We would, therefore, most earnestly call upon all church members to make a conscience of regularly attending church-meetings.

BE IN EARNEST. The grand secret of all worldly success, which some men call will, I would rather call earnestness. If I were asked, from my experience of life, to say what attribute most impressed the minds of others, or most commanded fortune, I should say, Earnestness. The earnest man wins for himself, and earnestness and truth go together..Bulwer.

LIVE WITHIN YOUR MEANS. Next to the slavery of intemperance, what slavery on earth is more galling than that of poverty and debt? . The man who is everybody's debtor is everybody's slave, and in a much worse condition than he who serves a single master.

For the sake of the present, then, as well as for the sake of the future, we would most earnestly urge upon every working man and boy to live within his means. Let him lay by something every day; if it be but a penny, be it a penny; it is better than nothing; infinitely better than running in debt a penny a day or a penny a week.

“People will laugh ;" let them laugh. “They will call me stingy;" better call you stingy than to say you do not pay your debts. “They will wonder why I do not have better furniture, and do not live in a better house;" let them wonder for a while, it won't hurt them, and it certainly won't hurt you. By-andbye you can have a fine house, and fine furniture of your own, and then


A minister asked the maid of an inn in the Netherlands if she prayed to God. She replied, she had scarce time to eat, how should she have to pray? He promised to give her a little money if, on his return, she could assure him she had meanwhile said three words of prayer night and morning. Only three words, and a reward, led her to make him the promise. He then gave her the following words to repeat: “Lord, save me!”

For a fortnight she said the words unmeaningly, but one night she wondered what they meant, and why he bade her repeat them. God put it into her heart to look at the Bible, and see if it would tell her. She liked some verses where she opened so well, that next morning she looked again, and so on.'

When the good man went back, he asked the landlord for her, as a stranger served him. she got too good for my place, and lives with the minister, He went to see her, and so soon as she saw him at the door, she cried, “Is it you, you blessed man ? I shall thank God through

all eternity that I ever saw you. I want not the money ; I have reward enough for saying those words." She then described how salvation by Jesus Christ was taught her by the Bible, in answer to this prayer.

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THE ART OF DYING AND LIVING AGAIN IN THIS WORLD.* Illustrated in the Letter of a Clergyman to his Sister.

July 10, 1795. ful word in my hand pointing me to DEAR SISTER,—There is nothing trust my all to him; but my poor of more importance than for us self-righteous soul, wanting some. be prepared for heaven. Nothing thing in me to entitle me to him, but the righteousness of Christ can poring on my own feelings and exentitle us to one of the blessings of ercises, knew not how to trust a the covenant of grace. This is a Saviour's promise. I went on comsentiment generally believed; but fortless almost always, ever seeking, alas! how often does our attachment and seemingly never able to find. to the covenant of works contradict Trusting to nothing but my own our faith, bear the sway in our feelings, I thought that he that felt hearts and inward sentiments, and so-and-so should be saved, but I place our own feelings and graces forgot always that he that believeth bestowed on us in place of Christ, shall be saved. Thus I became a and thus make our comfort in reli

prey to every remaining lust that gion as fickle as our frames, and was in me. For my life I could not leave us to despond and fear lest we keep from sinning, and every sin have no Saviour, even when he is destroyed my peace. All my decarrying on his own work in our pendence was in a holy heart; but, hearts. It is truly astonishing to alas ! I found I was carnal, sold think how shamefully little depend- under sin. This often made me ence is placed on Christ, even by cry, “Oh, wretched man that I his own dear people. I have some- am!” but I never went so far as to times taken a view of myself from thank God for Christ's sake. How the first moment I have reason to have I sincerely pitied many a dear believe I felt religion. I spent twelve child of God going on thus, always years and a half in difficulties, toils, engaged in his own feelings, but and wretched self-righteousness, never trusting to Him who alone is firmly believing salvation to be able to save. through grace, and yet seeming to We cry up evidences of religion. forget that Jesus alone could save Would to God we had more evia sinner. I often made application dences than we have; but it is base, to him with tears, and begged his it is on a legal score, to trust to one assistance over and over ; his faith- or a thousand of the best of evi

* This letter, written in the year 1795, contains the essential element of Christian peace in the soul, strikingly presented in the form of a personal narrative." This element is faith in Christ, -simple, unreserved trust in him as our Saviour; and then, under the influence of this new indwelling principle, going on to honour and obey him, with a cheerful mind and a happy devoted life. True, permanent, inward peace is the sure result of thus believing and trusting in Christ.

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dences that God ever put into a sinner's heart, or refuse to come to Christ when we cannot see those evidences. How often do we sit down and despond when we feel corruption, or when overtaken with a fault; and the true reason is, we are unwilling to come to Christ without some holy principle to recommend us. Whenever we think ourselves poor and guilty, we think Christ will have nothing to do with us, and stay back till we pray, confess, repent, and live a while in a better way; then we imagine we can come forward, and if we happen to fall into sin on the way, we turn right back, and fall on our faces, and weep and mourn till we wipe away our crime; then we come to Christ, depending on nothing for our acceptance but our repentance, tears, and reformation; and while we continue in a pretty lively frame, we can venture almost to call Jesus our Saviour: but as soon as we get into darkness and coldness, or into some sin, we are all despondence and doubt again.

This is the wretched race I ran for twelve years, depending all on my own work and God's work in me, and not on himself, who had promised to do all things for me. I dragged heavily, wading through darkness, temptations, and tears, and no wonder, when I had no dependence on anything but what I had in hand, and often I thought I had nothing; and I looked not to Christ to support my hope in future.

When I feel a good evidence, I have not confidence in Christ; I am trusting to that evidence. And

when I have confidence in Christ no longer, then I feel that my evidence is the only pillar of my hope, and I am still recommending myself to him, and trusting to this recommendation, and not to Jesus. Oh, the wickedness of my heart ! what little faith is given to God's word, while all our hope is in our own exercises.

Thus far, twelve years' experience taught me, the two last of which I spent in bitter lamentations and distress, in which time I studied the nature of faith for life and death; and the more I thought on, the less I knew about it; and I am persuaded that if any man buy his knowledge of faith as I did, he will thank God for it when he gets it,

After two years' anxiety, preaching every Sabbath, awful apprehensions of eternity, conscious that I knew nothing of the Gospel, almost in despair, searching the Scriptures to know what I was and what would become of me, it pleased God to bring me out of an abyss of darkness into the blaze of assurance. I always thought that by evidences I was to know whether I was to be saved or not, and took my Bible, read over John's first epistle, compared my heart and life, and compared again and again, and Scripture where marks are given, and all books, and my own knowledge of what Christians ought to feel. I left nothing untried but one thing, and that was the main thing. At length I read the Scriptures, “He that believeth shall not be ashamed.”

My poor burdened soul met the joyful tidings with pleasure and

surprise. I never before, at least with any degree of confidence, saw Christ offered in the gospel. I took him at his word, gave up myself to him, and placed my hopes alone in him. I clearly saw that I had all along been trusting to my own feelings, duties, repentance, &c.; but I cast them all behind my back, and counted them as dung, and came to a precious, faithful Saviour, with nothing but sin. I believed him to be faithful and able, and therefore I committed all into his hands, and looked to his faithful word for the salvation of my soul. All this was done in five minutes. I felt easy, happy, and humble; ashamed of my former ways, and thankful to God for his most gracious deliverance. The next Sabbath I preached that sermon at M--d on faith, which I hope you will remember as long as you live. Faith in Christ has ever since been my darling theme in the pulpit. Faith in Christ has ever since and ever shall be my only hold. Jesus is a faithful Saviour. I love his name, I love his cross, I love his word; and my whole hope is in

him, and I know I shall never be ashamed, and I know this because he has said so. Now, my sister, if any ask me the reason of my hope, I answer, Because I have believed on the Lord Jesus. I have consented to the offer in the gospel; I trust to him alone. Moreover, I say he is able, willing, true, faithful; he has said, promised, signed, sealed with his blood, and sworn by himself, Heb. vi. 17-20.

Thus I glory in the cross of Christ. If I am asked what Christ has done for me, he has fulfilled the law, died, rose, and makes intercession for me. And as to what he has done in me, he has shown me that I am a poor, imperfect, lost sinner in myself; that I have a wicked, wretched, deceitful, hard, and unbelieving heart in me; that I have daily need of his pardoning blood and sanctifying Spirit. He makes me hate myself more and more, and long for deliverance from all sin and corruption, and enables me to look to him for all I need, and all I hope to enjoy. May God help my dear sister to believe !


The Christian Household.

MUSIC AMONG THE ESQUIMAUX. HAVING been informed the pre- their books, handed one to me, and ceding evening that some of this made a sign for me to come and sit group of Esquimaux were good down among them. This I did; singers, I requested that they would and they then burst forth with one sing a hymn. They replied that sweet accord in praising God. This they could not sing in my tongue. constituted an event in my life which I told them I did not expect that. I shall never forget. I have heard The few who could read then took singing scientifically performed; but

and the hymns they taught are sung, and the excellent music to which these hymns are set, vibrates its melodious sounds in those wild wastes of Labrador to which their pious labours have not extended.Rev. Richard Knight.

this exceeded all. Such melody I never before heard. From the most aged to the child of four or five years old, all moved in the sweetest unison. I have often heard tunes, the harmonies of which were delightful; here was one solemn tune which quite overcame me; the air was most affectingly plaintive. They sang ten verses ; and I am compelled to say that I thought it the best singing I have ever heard. Of this I am sure, it was to me the most affecting. In this opinion I am not singular; for Crantz, in his History of Greenland, says that he was so pleased with some of the Esquimaux singers in that country, that he thought they excelled some of the congregations in the civilized parts of the world. He describes with the greatest accuracy, in that account, the manner of the singing I heard. Like the Greenlanders, the voices of the men are low and rather hoarse; the women's soft and clear; and they sing so regularly and harmoniously, that at a distance the whole seemed as if it were but one voice.

I felt desirous of ascertaining how they had thus learned to praise God; and found, on inquiry, that two of the females had been at the Moravian settlement. These had learned to read the Esquimaux language, and had books given them by their teachers. These females had married two Esquimaux further to the southward, and had taught their husbands and children some of the hymns, and the tunes to which they are set. The Esquimaux alluded to were not baptized by the Moravians; but the books they gave are used,

OUR TEETH. It is often asserted that the teeth of the present generation are much inferior to those of the generations which have passed us. We wish some of our many dentists would prove literary enough to give us a dental history. We should be astonished, probably, at the dental evils of other days. Evidences of the use of false teeth by the Romans two thousand years ago, were found among the ruins of Pompeii. Three hundred years ago, Martin Luther complained of the toothache; and a German Ambassador at the Court of Elizabeth spoke of the weakness and imperfections ‘of the English people's teeth, which he attributed to their custom of eating a great deal of sugar. Shakspeare makes one of his characters speak of being kept away by a “raging fang." Roger Williams was struck by the imperfect teeth of the Narragansett Indians, whom toothache and decayed teeth troubled exceedingly. George Washington had a set of artificial teeth, {for which he paid five hundred dollars. Napoleon always had bad teeth, and was especially troubled with them at St. Helena. Walter Scott speaks at a comparatively early period of life, of dental troubles, and wishes he had some “ fresh teeth.” Such are

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