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may always be expected in like cases, where the enquirer has candour and sense: no person could love his religion more than he did, or believe in it with fuller assurance of faith. But in his behaviour there was no austerity or singularity. The effect of religion upon his mind was, to make him cheerful, considerate, benevolent, intrepid, humble, and happy. He loved the whole human race; he bore a particular love to Christians; and he wished all parties to exercise Christian charity towards each other. He wished to be, and to be considered as, a CHRISTIAN: a title which he thought infinitely more honourable than any other.

The purity and the delicacy of his mind were great; and, in one so young, were truly admirable, and worthy of imitation. He was' aware of the danger of admitting indeli cate or improper thoughts into his mind; for he knew that associations of ideas, disapproved both by reason as incongruous, and by conscience as immoral, might in a moment be formed, in consequence of inadvertency, even when there was no settled propensity to evil. His attention was continually awake, to learn, although from the slightest hint, or most trivial circumstance, what might be useful, in purifying his mind, regulating his conduct, or improving his understanding.

He was almost constantly occupied in discharging the duties of his office, in performing acts of kindness, or in planning works of literature for the benefit of mankind; and there is every reason to believe, that if his life had been lengthened, he would have been eminently useful in the world. But it pleased Divine Providence to permit this promising youth to be cut down by disease, in the morning of life. When his disorder had made great progress, and he saw death approaching, he met it with his usual calmness and resignation. One evening, while he was expecting the physician, who had been sent for in the

elief that he was just going to expire, he sweetly said, 'HOW PLEASANT A MEDICINE IS CHRISTANITY!"

He sometimes endeavoured to reconcile his father's ind to the thought of parting with him; but, for fear of iving him pain, spoke seldom and sparingly on that subect. "One day," says his father, "when I was sitting y him, he began to speak in very affectionate terms, as e often had done, of what he called my goodness to him. begged him to drop that subject; and was proceeding to ll him, that I had never done any thing for him but what aty required, and inclination prompted; and that, for the lite I had done, his filial piety, and other virtues, were to me ore than a sufficient recompense,-when he interrupted me, which he was not apt to do,) and, starting up, with inexessible fervour and solemnity, implored the blessing of, upon me. 'His look at that moment, though I shall ever forget it, I can describe in no other way than by ying, that it seemed to have in it something more than uman, and what I may, not very improperly perhaps, ll angelic. Seeing me agitated, he expressed concern r what he had done; and said that, whatever might be. his mind, he would not any more put my feelings to so vere a trial. Sometimes, however, warm sentiments of atitude would break from him: and those were the only casions on which, during the whole course of his illness, was observed to shed tears, till the day before his death; hen he desired to see his brother, gave him his blessing,, ept over him, and bid him farewell."

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We cannot better close this memoir, than by transcribg the pious and pathetic lines of his father, at the concluson of that work. "I have lost the pleasantest, and, for e last four or five years of his short life, one of the most structive companions, that ever man was delighted with... ut, The Lord gave; the Lord hath taken away: bles

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sed be the name of the Lord.I adore the author of al Good, who gave him grace to lead such a life, and di such a death, as makes it impossible for a Christian t doubt of his having entered upon the inheritance of a happy immortality."*

The good Mother.

JOANNA MARTIN, the wife of a daylabourer at HUNTSPILL, in the northern part of Somersetshire, was left a widow with six young children, and not a shilling in the world to feed them with. The parish officers had no objection to receive the children into the poor-house ; but the good mother would not part with them; and determined to depend upon nothing but providence, and her own acti vity, for the support of her numerous family. "For man a long month," said she, "have I risen daily at two o'clock in the morning; done what was needful for the children gone eight, or ten miles, on foot, to a market, with a large basket of pottery ware on my head; sold it, and returned with the profits before noon." By this hard labour, JOAN NA, in the course of a year, heaped up the sum of one guinea and a half; when, being under the necessity of quitting the cottage in which she lived, she resolved to bu one for herself. Being as she said a famous architect, an a very good workman, she did great part of the work wi her own hands. " Well," said she to some gentlemen, wh when she was far advanced in life, were making som enquiries respecting her history, "with the assistance of good God, I was able at last to finish my cottage; which though I say it myself, is a very tight little place. A after some time, having saved another trifle, I bought th

*See an account of the Life and Character of this amiable you written and published by his Father.

old cart I am now in; and the little pony you see, with which, though I gave only half a guinea for her, I would not part, for the best fifty shillings that ever were told. I wanted the cart and pony ill enough, for what with smartish work, and not very good living, I began to find my legs fail; and that I could not walk thirty miles a day so well, as I walked them twenty years ago. With these, however, I am able to carry pottery to the different market towns round about, and drive a pretty brisk trade. To he sure I am not very rich; but what I have, is all of my own getting. I never begged a halfpenny of any soul; Ibrought up my children without the help of the overseers; and I can now maintain myself without being obliged to them.”

PASSION

PASSION.

ASSION has been defined a fever of the mind, which ever leaves us weaker than it found us. It is the threshold of madness and insanity: indeed they are so much alike, that they sometimes cannot be distinguished; and their effects are often equally fatal.

The first step to moderation is to perceive that we are falling into a passion. It is much easier wholly to prevent ourselves from falling into a passion, than to keep it within just bounds; that which few can moderate, almost any body may prevent.

Envy and wrath shorten life; and anxiety bringeth age before its time. We ought to distrust our passions, even when they appear the most reasonable.

Who overcomes his passion, overcomes his strongest enemy. If we do not subdue our anger, it will subdue us.

A passionate temper renders a man unfit for advice, deprives him of his reason, robs him of all that is great or noble in his nature, destroys friendship, changes justice inte cruelty, and turns all order into confusion. BAD

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A farmer, who had stepped into his field to mend a gap in a fence, found, at his return, the cradle, where he had left his only child asleep, turned upside down, the clothes all bloody, and his dog lying in the same place, besmeared with blood. Convinced, by the sight, that the creature had destroyed his child, he dashed out its brains with the hatchet in his hand; then, turning up the cradle, he found the child unhurt, and an enormous serpent lying dead on the floor, killed by that faithful dog which he had put to death in blind passion.

CLYTUS was a person whom ALEXANDER held very dear, a's being the son of his nurse, and one who had been educated together with himself. He had saved the life of ALEXANDER at the battle near the river Granicus, and was by him made the prefect of a province: but he con not flatter; and, detesting the effeminacy of the Persians at a feast with the king, he spake with the liberty of a Macedonian. ALEXANDER, transported with anger, slew him with his own hands; though, when his heat was over, he was with difficulty restrained from killing himself for that fault which his sudden fury had excited him to commit.

Passing lately by Fort George, I was informed that a man belonging to a regiment there quartered, was in custody for the murder of his wife, and on enquiring into the circumstances of the case, learned, that in consequence of some altercation betwixt them, the unhappy man had in a frenzy of rage, seized a chisel, and perpetrated the dreadful crime by stabbing her in different parts of the body, after which he had attempted to make away with himself, and now only waited his recovery so far as to be able to be removed to Inverness, where he will no doubt be tried for the murder.

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