love! O help me to praife him! O help me to praise him! I fhall praise him for ever! I fhall praise him for ever!" So Robert Wilkinson departed this life in peace, on Friday, December 8th, about eleven o'clock, 1780.

It seemed a great Providence that he died on the marketday, when a number of friends out of the country were prefent, who quickly published, in their little villages, that a funeral fermon would be preached on Sunday. The house was well filled, and the Lord made it a folemn time. I be lieve there was scarce a dry eye in the congregation.

I have often taken notice, how the Lord makes the triumphant death of good men a peculiar bleffing to his children, who are left behind: fo it was at this time. The people of God were remarkably bleft in hearing the dying teftimony of our dear friend. The worldly people and the backsliders also were cut to the heart.

At the conclufion of the fermon I dropt these words: Earth has loft, and heaven has gained a child of God. Let us pray the Lord to add another to the Church militant. We did fo; and the Lord answered our prayer, by fetting a young man's foul at liberty, so that he went from the folmn place, as the fhepherds from the heavenly vifion, bleffing, praifing, and glorifying God.

The Minifter of the parish behaved exceeding kind; he came to the Preaching-house, ftayed awhile, and then walked flowly before the corpfe; whilft the people fung a hymn of praife. When we arrived at the Church, one of our friends asked him if we might fing a hymn. He anfwered, “ I have no objection: I am against nothing that is good." So we fung thofe awful words,

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The people fang luftily and with a folemn fpirit; for the Divine prefence was with us all the way through; and in fuch a manner as I never knew before at any funeral.

When the Minifter read these words, "Not to be forry as men without hope," Mrs. Wilkinson (who hung upon my arm with her two little babes,) was fo overwhelmed with the prefence of God, that he could not refrain from crying out, Sorry! no! Glory be to God! glory be to God! Glory, and praise, and bleffing, be afcribed unto God, for ever, and ever! Her fpirit seemed as if it was ready to launch into the eternal world, to be with Jefus and her happy husband. A remarkable power fell on all that could hear her; fo that the people were melted into tears; fome of forrow, others

of joy.

From this time the work of God began to revive at Grimsby, and the country people catched the fire, and carried it along with them into their little Societies.

Robert Wilkinson was, as you have defcribed him, "An Ifraelite indeed; a man of faith and prayer: who having been a pattern of all good works, died in the full triumph of Faith." O what a bleffing to live, and die a Chriftian! May I also be a follower of those who through Faith and Patience inherit the promifes! In my life, and at my death, may I be like him!

Sept. 20, 1781.

G. S.

Some Account of JOSEPH TAYLOR.

I Saw a remarkable instance of the power and goodness of

God about five years ago, when in the Birftal Circuit. One Jofeph Taylor, a very old man who lived at Stainerofs, near Barnfley, had been for many years remarkably prejudiced

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against the Methodists, infomuch, that when they preached abroad, near where he lived, if he happened to come that way, he would not fo much as look at them. He conftantly attended the fervice of the Church, and lived a very regular life, and built his hopes of falvation upon that Scripture, Be fedfaft, immoveable, &c. but went no farther. At laft he was taken exceeding ill, and was expected to die very foon. A neighbour of his visited him, and took much pains to convince him of his loft and undone condition; but it feemed all loft labour. He then asked me to go to see him: I did fo; but after hearing what kind of man he had been, Í confefs I had very little hopes of doing him any good. I fpoke a little to him, and then we joined in joined in prayer with him. After prayer, I faid, You seem to be very near death, and you cannot die in peace without an intereft in Chrift. You know he fays, Except a man be born again he cannot fee the kingdom of heaven. You have not a moment to fpare. O cry to God that he may have mercy upon you! When I left him, he began to think, It is all true that he says. I know that it is the word of God. And I am not born again that I know off. He then was fomething diftreffed, and began to pray as well as he could; the more he prayed, the more he was diftreffed; till, either that night or the following, the Lord spoke peace to his foul: and what was very remarkable, his body was healed at the fame time; fo that he got up the next morning and went and told his neighbours what the Lord had done for him. They beheld him with no finall degree of furprise, as every body had expected his death. He lived feveral years after, happy in the love of God, and then died in great peace.

A Short Account of Mrs. ANN HALL.

ANN HALL was a little awakened when he was about four

teen years of age. Having been from home a fhort time, on her return, fhe obferved a great change in her mother, who had been awakened during her abfence, which made her think more ferioufly of her own ftate and condition. That text made a deep impreffion on her mind, Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth.

When she was about seventeen years of age, she found the Lord, and was so happy, and walked fo circumfpectly, that fhe was a pattern to all that knew her. Soon after, fhe fell into a decline; but was miraculoufly raised again for awhile. After this, fhe lived fervant with Mrs. C: where, though at times fhe could rejoice in the Lord, fhe was often overcome with violent paffion, which was a great grief and dif couragement to her Miftrefs; who thought he had loft ground by coming into her family. However, fhe ceafed not to cry unto the Lord both for her and with her. She alfo prayed earnefly herfelf for deliverance from it, as it was fo great a hurt to her own foul, and alfo brought a reproach on the caufe of God. One day as her Mistress and a friend were at prayer with her, crying to God that he would then bring compleat deliverance into her foul, it pleased him who answers the prayer of Faith, to fet her foul at liberty. She fuddenly burst out into praises, saying, Lord, thou hast heard, thou haft delivered, and I fhall never thus offend thee more. Mrs. C fays, all the time fhe lived with her after, the never faw her the leaft moved to anger. After fhe married,

fhe was a pattern to all that knew her. But her old complaint returned, and continued more than a twelvemonth: but there was nothing but praise and refignation heard from her. The

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nearer fhe came to her end, the clearer views fhe had of her approaching glory, and fometimes faid fhe faw the bleffed fpirits above, fhe was going to join, and Jefus fmiling and affuring her, he would foon fend for her. She frequently heard fuch delightful mufic as was beyond all defcription, and as plain as fhe heard any of our voices. She would fometimes fay, "If I had but strength, I could talk all the day and all the night, of the love of Jefus to my foul." I have often gone and found her weeping. And once I afked, if fhe wanted any thing? She anfwered, "No; bleffed be the Lord I want nothing: but am overcome with the confideration of the love of Jefus." While Mrs. C and I were

at prayer with her, the day fhe died, it feemed as if heaven was come down to earth: the prefence of the Lord fo filled the place. Several who fat up with her faid, the Lord was always fo prefent, that the nights feemed but as fo many hours.

Glory be to the Lord, her husband was as much a living,. as fhe was a dying witnefs of the power and faithfulness of God. During the courfe of her illness, he was a pattern of tenderness, faith, refignation, and induftry. Sometimes they were both ill together, yet their faith never failed: they followed the advice of the Apofle, in every thing making their request known to the Lord, with prayer and thanksgiving; and fo were without carefulness. And the Lord abundantly rewarded them, in never fuffering them to want what was neceffary for their bodies, any more than for their fouls.

Leeds, Feb. 12, 1782.

D. D.

An Extract from A SURVEY of the WISDOM of GOD in the CREATION.

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Of the HORNS of divers ANIMALS.

HE Horns of many animals fall off every year, and new ones come in their place. Our Deer drop them in March, and the new horns are full grown by the July fol

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