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tion since the departure of our beloved ministers, John Brown, J. Calts and Thomas Le Savage, who were obliged to leave us with much regret, contrary to their own desire, being maltreated and despised by the people here; so much so, that, unless the Lord had interfered in their behalf, they would have been stoned by the people; and even some of us have been imprisoned; but the Lord has delivered us, and we have avoided the evil they designed to do unto us. Oh! brethren and sisters, pray for us, that the word of the Lord may have free course, run and be glorified among us. We see the love of God towards us, in calling us to be his children, even us, who deserve to be banished from his kingdom: but, instead of this, he gives us access to his grace and love. Time will only permit us to say a few words to you, or we could recount to you much of our sufferings and blessings, since the gospel has been preached in our city. But permit us to offer up our prayers to God, that he may bless you, and cause you to walk in piety, and make you happy in his kingdom for ever.

All our brethren and sisters present their thanks to you for the TRACTS which you sent us, which came in a very favourable time, by the hand of our dear brother Daher; and we have it in special charge to present their love to you. Among others we name the following persons:-Charles Passoir, Saint Dennis, Mamare Justine Deschant, Madame Bauduy, Chalotte Toto, and for ourselves, we close, by saluting you in the Lord, and requesting an interest in your prayers, that the Lord may grant his abundant grace unto us, that we may serve and love him eternally; and by saying, that our prayers shall be raised to God for you, that he may bring you to heaven, for the sake of Jesus Christ.

Your very affectionate servants,

LANTINE NOQUESTE.
NANNINE MICHAT.

We sincerely hope that the time will soon come when these people shall be favoured with pastors after God's own heart.

LETTER TO THE CORRESPONDING SECRETARY OF THE N. YORK METHODIST TRACT SOCIETY.

Rev. Brother,

Nantucket, Nov. 30, 1820.

THROUGH this vehicle, I would acquaint you of the formation of a Methodist Female Tract Society in this place, auxiliary to the N. York Methodist Tract Society; embracing every principle contained in the Constitution recommended in your second annual report.

I am requested to write immediately, in order to obtain Tracts as soon as is consistent. I cannot therefore inform you what our prospects are with regard to the increase of our number, which at present amounts to twenty-four members, while some others have it in contemplation to cast in their mite. But this I can say, here is a wide field for the circulation of Tracts. We have about eighty ships employed in the whale fishery, on board of which we believe tracts would be received and examined; besides many smaller vessels belonging here, some of which carry passengers. Likewise a large number of immortal spirits in our streets, who seldom or never attend public worship. In this view of the subject, and with these prospects before us, we united ourselves into a society, on the 29th November, with our hearts uplifted to Almighty God, that he would smile upon, and add his blessing to our feeble endeavours to promote his cause and kingdom here; and we entreat our dear brethren in Christ, to supplicate a throne of grace in our behalf. We send fifteen dollars to procure Tracts, and leave it at your discretion to send such as you think proper. It is probable we shall want more in the course of a few months. With ith sentiments sentiments of respect, we remain your sisters in Christ.

Rev. Thomas Mason.

LYDIA H. ELDRIDGE, Sec'ry.

By information we have received from the South-Carolina Conference, it appears that they have formed themselves into a Conference Missionary Society, auxiliary to the Missionary Society of the Methodist Episcopal Church, and have resolved to make weekly cent collections generally throughout the Conference, and have also sent out two missionaries to Mississippi. This is matter of encouragement, and we hope that the other Conferences in the Union will follow their example. The increase of members in that Conference for the present year is one thousand six hundred and twenty.

The United Foreign Missionary Society of New-York are making exertions to extend their missionary labours among the Tuscarora and Seneca Indians, on the western borders of NewYork state. The Senecas, who have heretofore declined receiving a minister of the gospel to reside among them, but have been instructed by a catechist, have at length consented to receive a regular minister, which the Society has determined on sending, and also two additional female teachers, to instruct the female children in spinning, knitting, weaving, and sewing. See American Missionary Register for January, 1821.

The following is a letter received by William Alvis, a youth from the Tuscarora tribe, now at the Wesleyan Seminary in this city, and who, it is expected, will soon be prepared to go out as a teacher among the Indians. Mr. Young, the author of this letter, is a teacher of a school in the Seneca tribe.

MY FRIEND WILLIAM,

Seneca School-house, November 9, 1320.

A few days ago I received from the office, your friendly letter, and am much pleased to hear of your good health, and success in your studies. I am also much pleased at the interest expressed in your letter for our welfare, and for our success among the heathen around us. I hope you are much in prayer for the poor heathen, who are perishing for want of that gospel that you and I are so fully informed of in God's word. The time is no doubt near, of which you speak, when many of the heathen shall be given to the Saviour-particularly the heathen in our own land: I mean the Indians of North and South America. We hear often of new missions going out to them, and that they are joyfully received. Several young people in and near Buffalo, expect to go out from this place about seven hundred miles into the Mackanaw country; perhaps to three or four different places. A young man left Buffalo on the 7th inst. for that part, to explore a place for commencing a mission, and preparing for a family, which will likely go out next summerhis name is Hudson.

I will copy a few verses composed for singing on his depart. ure in the steam-boat.

THE MISSIONARY'S

FAMILY.-Tune Brookfield.

1. The hour has come, the bark awaits,
The pilgrim lifts his soul to God-
May Jesus safely guide thee where
The Missionary never trod.

2. Hark! from the wilds near Mackanaw,
The wand'ring savage lifts his cry-
Come ye dear heralds of the cross,
And point me to that world on high.

3. See the poor Indian hopeless roam;
No ray of light breaks on his way;
For ages past his path is gloom,
Yet still and still he goes astray.

4. And shall the dying Indian's cry
Affect no heart; and shall he die?
Forbid it mercy-Sov'reign grace
Shall in the desert find a place.

5. Go, saith the Saviour-I command:
My gospel preach in ev'ry land;
Buffalo, Nov. 1820

The earth's remotest age and clime,
Shall find my grace is still the same,

6. And must you go and must we part
The tie that binds us heart to heart,
Unites us strong, but nought below
Should stop when Jesus bids thee go.

7. Go, brother, go-and may that song,
Though I am weak the Lord is strong,
Dwell on your lips-be this your hope,
No one can sink with such a prop.

8. Go then, dear brother, hasten on,
The long expected hour is near
When grace shall find Alknomac's son
And be shall learn one God to fear.

9. And may those dark abodes of sin,
Soon be th' abodes of praying men;
The holy, happy, happy home
Of followers of the blessed Lamb.

The Christian world in our land is awaking up, and the Lord Jesus is enabling Zion to lengthen her cords and strengthen her stakes. I hope your constant study and prayer to God is, that you may be led into all truth, and your feet be kept from falling, and you be made faithful unto death, that you may at last receive a crown of life.

In very great haste, I must bid you farewell, and remain your sincere friend, JAMES YOUNG.

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Poetry.

: THE

To the Editors of the Methodist Magazine. The following lines, offered for insertion, are from the pious and animated pen of J. Montgomery; a poet who has dedicated his genius, and tuned his lyre, to the cause of virtue and religion.

Petersburg, Virginia, December, 1820.
CHURCH FELLOWSHIP.

People of the living God,

I have sought the world around.

*******

Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort no where found.
Now to you my spirit turns-
Turns, a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O receive me to your rest.

Lonely, I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave,
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave.
Mine the God whom you adore,
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my soul no more:
Ev'rv idol I resign.

Tell me not of gain and loss,

Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and pow'r:
Welcome poverty and cross
Shame, reproach, affliction's hour.
Follow me, I know thy voice-
Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see,
Now I take thy yoke by choice,
Light thy burthen now to me.

Sheffield, April, 1820.

From Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine.
ON THE CHURCH OF KRISUVIK, IN ICE-
LAND.

"There was nothing so sacred in the appearance of this church, as to make us hesitate to use the altar as our dining table."

Mackenzie's Travels in Iceland, p. 114.

Though gilded domes, and splendid fanes,
And costly robes, and choral strains,

And altars richly drest,

And sculptur'd saints, and sparkling gems,
And nitred heads and diadems,
Inspire with awe the breast;

The soul enlarg'd-devout-sincere,

With equal piety draws near
The holy House of God,

That rudely rears its rustic head,
Scarce higher than the peasant's shed,
By peasant only trod.

'Tis not the pageantry of show,
That can impart devotion's glow,
Nor sanctify a prayer;
Then why th' Icelandick church disdain,
Or why its sacred walls profane,

As though God dwelt not there?

The contrite heart, the pious mind,
The Christian, to that spot confin'd,
Before its altar kneels!

There breathes his hopes, there plights his

vows,

And there with low submission bows,
And to his God appeals.

In realms that touch the northern pole,
Where streams of burning lava roll
Their desolating course;
Sulphurious mountains raging boil,
Blasting th' already sterile soil,
With wild volcanick force;

Where cold, and snow, and frost conspire,
With livid subterranean fire,

To curse the barren lands;
Where deep morasses faithless smile,
In transient verdure to beguile,
This humble fabrie stands.

O! scorn it not because 'tis poor,
Nor turn thee from its sacred door,
With contumelious pride;
But entering in, that Pow'r adore,
Who gave thee, on a milder shore,
In safety to reside:

Where Zephyr breathes in temper'd gales,
Through wood-crown'd hills, and gentle vales,
And gentle rivers flow:

Aud herbs, and fruits, and fragrant flowers,
And flocks, and herds, and shady bowers,
Their varied gifts bestow.

Let no presumptuous thoughts arise,
That thou art dearer in his eyes
Than poor Icelandick swain;

Who bravely meets the northern wind,
With brow serene-and soul resign'd
To penury and pain.

Where much is given, more is requir'd:
Where little, less is still desir'd;

Enjoy thy happier lot

With trembling awe, and chasten'd fear:
Krisuvik's church to God is dear,

And will not be forgol

METHODIST MAGAZINE,

FOR APRIL, 1821.

-100

Divinity.

From the London Methodist Magazinę.

ILLUMINATION, HEALTH, AND COMFORT.

Being the substance of a Sermon preached at New King-street chapel, Bath, July 7, 1816, by THOMAS ROBERTS, A. M.

(Concluded from page 91.)

THERE is another illustration of the text given by the Scripture. A person " walks in" providential " darkness, having no light." He is involved in perplexing circumstances, and sees no way of extrication. The cloud of providence emits not one beam of direction, but presents perpetually its dark side, enveloping every faculty with its gloom, and totally eclipsing the mind. So circumstanced was the ancient patriarch, renowned for his unparalleled patience, when even he could not forbear expressing himself in these lamentable terms,-" Oh that I knew where I might find him! Behold I go forward, but he is not there: and backward, but I cannot perceive him: on the left hand where he doth work, but I cannot behold him: he hideth himself on the right hand that I cannot see him." If at such a juncture, God, in an extraordinary and unanticipated manner, effects a speedy and complete deliverance, this divine intervention is characterised by his "causing the eyes of the blind to see out of darkness and obscurity;" he opens a vista of light, and "leads the blind by a way they know not, in paths they had not known, and makes darkness to become light be

fore them."

The case of a person who is the subject of this previous darkness and subsequent illumination, is not unlike that of the prophet's servant in Samaria, who saw no deliverance for his VOL. IV.

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