Christ; the rich and the poor Christian; the high and the low; all in whom she saw the image of her Saviour reflected. She enjoyed uninterrupted peace of mind, because her heart was fixed on God. She trusted in him at all times, and therefore was like "Mount Zion, which cannot be removed."

This devoted sister was a very useful Christian in many ways. She felt the deepest solicitude for the welfare of the church, and did everything in her power to promote its interests. She was always at the female prayer meeting, and regularly instructed a Bible class. of young ladies in the Sabbath school. She originated the Maternal Association in the church, and spared no pains to make its meetings interesting and profitable to the mothers who attended; and she would always relate some appropriate little anecdote, to impress some moral lesson upon the minds of the children present. Wherever she went, if you looked into her bag, you would see a variety of tracts there choicely adapted for general distribution. She sincerely sympathized with all who were in affliction, and was the benevolent friend of the needy and the suffering.

She was well acquainted with the habitations of the poor-the wretched hovels of a great city.

"In Misery's darkest cavern known,

Her useful care was ever nigh,

Where hopeless Anguish poured his groan,
And lonely Want retired to die."

The coldest storms of winter did not prevent this godly woman from visiting the "darkest caverns of misery," to administer to the necessities of the distressed; and while she provided food for the dying body, she did not forget that that body was merely a temple for a soul, which would famish without spiritual sustenance. Her pastor frequently remarked "that he believed if the Saviour was now on earth, he would say of her, as he once said of another, She has done what she could.""

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CHAPTER XXI.

CONVERSATION BETWEEN REV. MARK COLEWOOD AND REV. EZEKIEL J. MELROSE.

It was a stormy and blustering Sabbath morning in March, 184-, when Rev. Mr. Colewood drove through the muddy road, from Galetown to Yorkland, to exchange with Rev. Mr. Melrose. After performing service thrice in the sanctuary, he drove back to Galetown, through the same muddy road, in the rain and darkness of the evening. Mr. Melrose had gone to Galetown on the preceding day, intending not only to preach there, but to remain with his friend Mr. Colewood till the following Wednesday. Mr. Colewood being desirous of spending as much time as possible with Mr. Melrose, thus rode to and from Yorkland on the Sabbath.

Some would say this was right under the circumstances, and others would say it was wrong. All that we feel bound to say about` the matter is this: "Let each inan be fully per

suaded in his own mind," and act in similar situations as conscience may dictate.

On the following Monday, the storm continuing, these clerical gentlemen passed the forenoon comfortably seated before a large, blazing, cheerful wood fire, in the study of Mr. Colewood, talking over many things about ministers and churches in that desultory sort of manner which, under such circumstances, comes very naturally, and is not very uncom

mon.

We will relate some disjointed portions of that conversation, as it may interest, and possibly, PROFIT some of our readers.

Colewood. Have Have you any Millerites in your church?

Melrose. Only two, thank Heaven, and they are such narrow minded men, that they exert but little influence.

C. I am glad that none of my people have yet become tainted with that foolish delusion, for I could not have any patience with them.

M. Oh yes, you could, for you know we must have patience with all men, errorists as well as others.

C. Old Johnny Angell, of Providence, used to say, "It is a point that I will yield to

no man, that I know as much about unknowable things as any other man." So I say I

know as much about the time of Christ's coming as any other man, and I know nothing about it, and I have no patience with those who pretend to know. Besides, I don't believe the Millerites are sincere; that is, the great body of them. How can a man really believe Christ is coming so soon, and yet build him a house with just as much care as if he knew he should live in it forty years; or send his ship round Cape Horn on a three years' voyage; or purchase a farm, and tug and toil to put it in order? Fudge! they don't believe any such thing.

M. You are hard on the poor Millerites. C. Well, it is time to be hard. Ministers have been too easy with them, and the delusion has crept into too many churches already.

M. I see D'Aubigne there on your shelf; have you read it?

C. No, I have not; I purchased it on last Friday. Have you read it?

M. Yes, I have, and with much interest, I assure you. I could scarcely lay the book down till I finished it. I am waiting with im