has all the ship's crew, except one man at the helm, assembled every Sabbath at four o'clock, when he reads two or three chapters, sings a Psalm, and reads a sermon; which being done, he makes the four younger hands (lads from sixteen to twenty,) remain. They read to him the Bible, and say paraphrases. The captain permits no swearing, gives no spirituous liquors to the crew, does not allow them to work on Sabbath, except what is absolutely necessary." Often she would say, "O that I had breath to speak to these boys about Jesus!" This, however, she could not do; but many a message she sent, and many a tract on board that ship was read, some with weeping eyes, by the kind-hearted sailors, for the sake of the "sick lady." One of the last requests she made to a friend was, "Pray for all the ship's crew: give us a double portion on Sabbath." Often she expressed her sense of the Lord's goodness, that the captain was a man who paid respect to religion. After crossing the line, she became rather easier, but very much reduced in body. Her own remarks are these "How emaciated I am become!-I would not know myself. Oh! as the outward man perisheth, may the inward man be renewed day by day. My heart and flesh may faint and fail, but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever." She enjoyed her Sabbaths very much, and almost concerning the whole of them she writes: 66 Passed a sweet Sabbath: had close access to God in prayer." Night and day she prayed much; and often when watching beside her, her lips were seen moving with a calm and heavenly smile of joy on her face. She roused herself up always very early in the morning, and often when asked how she was, she would reply, with a countenance beaming with joy, “Well, very well to day; for I have had sweet converse with my God." The books she was in the habit of reading most were Sibb's "Soul's Conflict," "Flavel on Providence," "The Night of Weeping," "M'Gill on Prayer," &c., but for some weeks before her death, nothing but the Bible-that, she said, was

food for her soul; and often when asked what she wished to have read to her, she would say, "Oh! just the Word, the Word!" E- was a great comfort, as she was very attentive to her mistress, who could not be left for a moment by herself, being subject to severe fits of coughing, and spasms in her throat.

Some weeks before her death, she was in deep waters, and much cast down in spirit. The sense of her exceeding sinfulness seemed for a short time to have quite overcome her, and often she said, "No one but God knows what a sinner I am. O how can heaven be reserved for me! O my want of faith-my want of love! What if I have been deceiving myself!" At other times she would say, "I sometimes lose sight of my Saviour altogether; but we must walk by faith, not by sight. I know that he is near me. His pierced hand is stretched out: by that hand I hold and follow on; for has not my Saviour said, 'that no one can pluck his own out of his hand?" It pleased the Lord very soon to make her see that unbelief was the greatest sin that she could commit, and that it was Satan's suggestions alone that could tempt her to doubt that the blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin. After being thus sore cast down, the Lord raised her up, and made her often to say, "Nothing can separate me from the love of Christ." At other times she would say, "I feel just like a little child-I love to nestle myself in Jesus' breast." On the first of August she writes: "The first of another month I still spared-not ready yet-need the pruning-knife more. The Lord is very gracioussometimes very near. Satan has been busy with me, trying to shake and deaden faith; but I have said, 'Get thee behind me, Satan ;' and my Saviour has said, 'My grace is sufficient for thee.' If this be my last month on earth, I die resting only on Jesus. He is dearer to me than aught else, in prospect of death. He will not fail me. I am full of murmurings, yet he bears with me still. I have just one desire-Lord,

make me thine-make me to have no will but thine-make me to pant and long for more likeness to Him who is the beloved of my soul. Amen."

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The weather at this time was very cold, as cold as the depth of winter in Scotland; and the sudden change told severely upon poor M sufferings were agonizing. lungs being now affected, she could only lie upon her back; being also so much reduced. Oh! the heart bled to see her lying in her narrow crib, the ship pitching and rolling tremendously, when she would look up, and say, "Oh! can you give me nothing to relieve me?" but then checking herself, she would add, "I deserve it all, and far more; He is leading me in a right way. O how sweet it would be to be free for one hour from pain; but O, sweeter far, to be free from sin." One day, after passing the Cape, there was a tremendous gale of wind. For twelve hours the vessel "lay to," under "bare poles," at the mercy of the wind and waves. The sea was very high, and it was all that could be done to keep M- from rolling out of her berth during this severe storm. Though suffering acute agony from the motion of the ship, she felt no fear; for she said she knew that He who sent the storm could steer the vessel. But, to hasten on. August 6th, she writes: "A pleasant Sabbath: oh! it is but the foretaste of the abiding rest that is on high. Very, very ill in body, and oh, how weak; but, blessed be his name, the Lord is my strength. Read the giving forth of the law-the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chapters of 1 Samuelfound much comfort in the hymn, 'Amazing grace, how sweet the sound!'

And now (continues her husband,) the disease grew on apace. August 10th was the last day she was able to write any thing in her little journal. It was B- fast-day; and she was much engaged in prayer, both that day and the next Sabbath, for all who would sit down at the table where she loved so much to be a guest. Her last Sabbath on earth was very cold and stormy; but

M- felt it not, for all was peace within. I was with her all day, and much sweet communion we had. She pointed out texts for Mr. to preach from, at his next sacramental occasion, and requested me to send them when she was gone.

She now became so weak, as to be unable to move hand or foot. She was sinking fast. On the morning of the day on which she died, she said to the servant whose turn it had been to watch that night, "O the breadth and length, the depth and height, of the love of God in Christ Jesus, for it passeth knowledge.' O for one taste of that love, one small taste of that boundless love, to cheer me on in my sore distress; one glimpse of his eye, one sight of heaven, will far more than make up for all my pains. He is a sweet Saviour. Seek him E, O seek him while you are in health; you will find how sweet he is. What could I have done without him at this time?

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I know all is well; for Christ is mine and I am his." At her request Ewent to bed, to get two hours sleep, as she had been up all night. I asked her if she wished any particular portion of the Word read? She said, "Yes; read me some of those Psalms marked in my Biblethey have been very precious to me of late." I accordingly read the 27th, 30th, 32nd, 34th, and 36th Psalms. We then talked for a little about the many sweet words they contain, after which she remained in silent meditation for about a quarter of an hour, in great tranquillity of body and mind, but breathing quick and with much difficulty. A little after, I asked her if she was still able to pray? She replied, Yes, thank God; I would cease to live if I were to cease to pray." About twelve, E was called up, as Mwished her. I went into the cabin, but was hardly there when she called on me, and, bidding me not to leave her said, "I am going-raise me up a little." I gently placed my arm

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below her head, and did so. She then asked me to engage in prayer, after doing which, I resumed my former position, her head resting on

my arm. I then asked her what she was thinking about? She replied"Oh! I am thinking how sweet heaven will be: we'll meet there." Anxious to know if her faith was still firm on the Rock, I asked her, "Are you afraid, M- ? on whom do you place your trust?" She replied, "Afraid! O no-Christ is mine, Christ is mine!" and then opening her eyes wide, and giving me such a look as I shall never forget, she added, "Cleave to Christ, cleave to Christ." I repeated to her that beautiful verse in Isaiah, "When thou passest through the waters I will be with thee," &c., and then asked her if she found this promise true in her experience at present? By this time her voice began to fail, so she only smiled an assent, then suddenly recovering speech she cried out, "O that I were away with Jesus!" adding, after a moment's pause, with a voice clear and strong, expressive of vehement desire, 66 Come, Lord Jesus;" and having thus said, uttering with her latest breath that name so dear to her on earth, she gave a long sigh, and once more looking up at me, her spirit fled to Him who gave it. Yes, she fell asleep in Jesus, without one struggle, without a single groan; and, after all was over, I still kept my arm below her head, thinking she was but asleep. But, ah! it was the sleep of death. I bent down to catch the faintest breath, but all was still. It was a boisterous day, and the sighing wind and raging waves chanted a sad and solemn requiem, as the ransomed spirit of my M- flew, rejoicing, to meet her Lord. Yes, her end was peace-perfect peace; and, as I stood and wept over my M- -'s remains, I rejoiced to think that her trials were now all over, and that, after having come through much tribulation, she had washed her robes in the blood of the Lamb, and that now she was serving him in his temple above.

As she had often expressed a great dislike to being consigned to the

ocean, Captain kindly promised the nearest land, from

to stop at which we were distant ten days' sail. A small coffin was then made, and that same night my M- -'s body was put in it, and placed in the long boat in the centre of the ship, covered over with an old sail. Oh! it was a cold and rough bed for thee, my beloved, off

I have just returned from shore, after laying my Min the grave, where, far away from her kindred and her native land, her dust shall remain till the resurrection. We came to anchor last night, close to this land of perpetual verdure, and at daybreak this morning we rowed ashore, the gale scented with the richest perfume from groves of Oriental fragrance, the sea reflecting, as a mirror, the cocoa and banana trees with which the shore is lined. I shall never forget this morning. The sun rose with a splendour only seen in these tropical regions. And as the canoes danced brightly in the sunshine, the natives singing their morning song, while the birds sung from the thick jungle, all seemed to proclaim the mighty hand of the Lord; whilst my M. 's remains, lying beside me in the boat, seemed to whisper to me and all that giddy throng, "Ye must die."

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We buried my M in an old church-yard, sheltered round and round with trees of richest green. The captain read, at my request, the 90th Psalm, after the coffin lowered into the grave. The natives, sitting in great numbers around, were perfectly silent, and aided our sailors in filling up the grave; and the governor promised to see a proper tombstone erected to mark the spot.

M- is happy-supremely happy; and now I look forward with longing to the time that I shall join with her in singing to the Lamb.

"Those who sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.”—Christian Treasury.

Zurich, June 8. THE state of the Continent can scarcely be properly estimated without being on the spot. No wonder if they who form their opinions from the newspapers should come to the conclusion, that there is scarcely safety anywhere save in happy England; yet this is very far from being the truth of the case; so far, indeed, that I have just passed through the worst parts of the disturbed districts in Germany: I will not say without some little delay and degree of annoyance, but certainly without anything amounting to the apprehension of danger. If we had acted on the representations of others, we should scarcely have advanced beyond Belgium-there, all is peaceful and prosperous. The king has had the wisdom to act upon the experience of others, and has laid himself out to promote the prosperity and happiness of his people. He upheld the endangered credit of the bankers and merchants; he provided work in all directions for the people; and the consequence is, they are contented and thriving. I was surprised to see nearly the whole of the country from Brussels to Namur, (about sixty miles,) and from Namur down the lovely Meuse to Liege, as busy with its coal and iron works as in the district round Birmingham. We took that direction, with the intention of lingering at Huy, on the Meuse, till we saw what turn things would take in Germany. A gentleman, however, from Cambridge, with whom we fell in, strongly urged us to advance to Liege, in order to be more in the way of gaining correct information; and the fact was, that he tempted us on to Cologne, as a still better position for this purpose; and truly thankful we are that we had courage to follow his advice, and to accompany him all the way to Zurich, where he left us this morning for Munich. It is scarcely necessary to recommend to travellers a diversion in favour of the valley of the Meuse, as the railroad in progress will be open in a JULY-1849.

few months, which will make this the nearest, as well as most enjoyable route, from Calais to Cologne. We found our steamer at Cologne crammed full of Mecklenberg soldiers returning from the Danish war, and going to Mayence, on their way to Frankfort. It was gratifying to witness the uninterrupted, quiet, and orderly behaviour of above 500 soldiers, closely crammed, with nothing to do from six in the morning till eight at night.

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At Mayence we passed the Sunday, and were gratified to find the town as quiet the whole day as any in England, and the shops universally closed very different to what I have seen in any other Roman Catholic town. Early on Monday we proceeded through Frankfort- . where we were detained a few hours-to Heidelberg, not being able to proceed further, in consequence of the republican movements. At Oppenheim we found the railway torn up, and had to go eight miles in an omnibus. the way from Heidelberg we found the railway stations under military guard; and, as we entered the Duchy of Darmstadt, and then Baden-Baden, there were spies on the hills, and detachments with fixed bayonets, partly in regimentals, and partly in common clothes, stationed along the roadside. When we got to Weinheim, we were subjected to the slight annoyance of the newly acquired authority of red republicanism. Our passports were demanded by an officer, who evidently could scarcely read, or understand them; for, in fact, these poor misguided rebels are without officers or discipline-the officers to a man having remained with the government-the consequence of which is, that they have been compelled to select officers from the ranks, which we were told was abundantly developing its inconveniences and mischief. The man was civil enough, but required us to be marched up under military escort to the town-hall, and have our passports visèd by the burgomaster. We were amused with

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our new position under fixed bayonet, in spite of a scorching walk of a mile and empty stomachs, and the failure of our hope of sleeping that night out of the disturbed districts. However, with a republican visè, we were now under republican protection; and how could the friends of liberty and fraternity dare to touch us! It was suggested that it would not be amiss to harmonise further with the fashion of the day, and to plant the republican emblem in our hats; but I felt unwilling to remove even my rose from the hand to the hat, and was quite content to rely on my passport, and, shall I not add-something still better. Nor could I refrain from making an earnest effort, even in that hot-bed of rebellion, to reclaim a poor wanderer. We were in a small, noisy inn, full of soldiers, and would-besoldiers, with many a politician no doubt in his own estimation fully competent to fix the destinies of Europe in the most satisfactory manner, when a youth, finding that we were English, came up to us, and entered freely into conversation. He was a Leyden student, and, with 200 others, had been induced to join the late affray in Dresden. He had seen two of his fellow-students slaughtered at his side-he had had four bullets through his cap-and, with twenty others, had been concealed for some time in the attic of a house, the lower part of which was occupied by Prussians, and had had the narrowest escape after being pursued for twenty miles; and now, would nothing arrest him in his fatal course, and bring him to his senses? I found he had a widowed mother living in the neighbourhood of London. I asked him if he did not fear to bring down her grey hairs with sorrow to the grave. I intreated him to hasten home and make her happy; but no, he was resolved to pursue his course to Carlsruhe, there get the command of fifty fellows, and hasten to the frontiers to see the end of the matter. He was civil, and pleased to see a countryman, and I was almost ready to blush to see an Englishman in such a false position. Happily, he could not have returned to Weinheim in time for the

attack of last week. May he be kept from becoming the victim of his infatuation, and may the widow's heart be yet made to sing for joy!

It was somewhat of a drawback to the enjoyment of that lovely spot, Heidelberg, to find it disorganized and blighted with the republican maniathe students of the university regularly drilling, and men's minds in a state of the greatest agitation. A sweet spot, indeed, it is, and I could not help being struck with the good sense of the waiter at the inn, who deeply deplored the state of things, in which, indeed, the respectable part of the people everywhere fail to sympathize. "Sir," said he, "the country is beautiful, the crops are beautiful, all is good, but the people's self." Man alone is vile! What a lesson is the Almighty now teaching in the controversy which he is holding with the nations.

We felt so little fear of danger, that we did not care to escape as quickly as possible out of Germany, which we could easily have done by going to Strasburg, and taking the French railway to Basle. So finding it quicker and better, we continued the Duchy of Baden railway, though it kept us in that agitated country, till we reached Baden. There I had the mortification of finding that we had come all the way from Heidelberg with good Dr. Scholl of Lausanne ; we were only thrown into the same carriage for a short distance, though we might have enjoyed his society all the day. I had pleasant intercourse with a Swiss gentleman, of truly enlightened piety, from near Schaffhausen, with whom I had common friends in England. J. J. Gurney and Mrs. Fry had been his guests, and from him I rejoiced to hear of the great success of Lieutenant Graves' labours in circulating the Scriptures.

We had an exceedingly pleasant day's journey from Basle to Baden; every part of the drive is beautiful; and Baden, a favourite watering-place, is one of the most picturesque and romantic towns I have seen. It is situated in a narrow, deep valley, with only just room for the fine river