fell on her knees before the captain of the gang and begged her life, but was told that he could not help her.'

Thus ninety-six persons magnified the name of the Lord: sixty-two were grown persons, five valuable assistants in the - ministry, and thirty-four children! Two youths, fifteen or sixteen years old escaped. One was scalped and laid as dead till night, the other secreting himself in the cellar of the house in which the sisters were executed, he was there almost literally floating in blood; he escaped by night also.

Oh! that I could raise a Missionary flame, till the Gospel be so spread among the Indians that this foul blot be wiped off the Christian name.

The Captain of this wretched gang, as I understand, afterwards lived a miserable life. I am told he pined away, and it is to be feared died as he lived. This story has been told all Over CHRISTENDOM, and well for their posterity that the names of the perpetrators are concealed. The extract that I now give, is a translation into English from the German language. This cruel act produced the retaliation by the savages, in which the unfortunate Col. Crawford and others, fell the victims, and were so cruelly tortured by them in the Sandusky plains.

As to events permitted by Divine Providence, perhaps to his saints in blessed eternity will there discover, that many dark things will be made light. The following remark of some savages on this occasion deserves particular notice. "We intended to draw our friends, the believing Indians, back into heathenism, but God disapproved of it, and therefore took them to himself."

Feb. 3, 1820.

THEOPHILUS ARMENIUS..

(To be Continued.)

EXTRACT OF A LETTER FROM DANIEL ASBURY, P. E. OF BROAD-RIVER DISTRICT, TO WM. M. KENNEDY, DATED CAMDEN, S. C. JUNE 27, 1820.

en.

DEAR BROTHER,

I THANK the Lord that he has once more revived his work in Camden. Many who but a short time since were in the broad road to hell, are now walking in the narrow road to heavOur meeting house though large for that place, is filled by day and by night, with men and women, who are inquiring the way to Zion. Our class meetings are crouded-between thirty and forty have joined our church, and many more are on the way-and what is rather uncommon, the work hitherto has prevailed mostly among the males. It would do your heart good, dear brother, to visit Camden in its present state; the old

professors appear to be all alive in religion, and looking forward in confident expectation of seeing still greater wonders of grace wrought by the God of Israel. As yet very little opposition to the work has appeared. Brother Hill is indefatigable in visiting from house to house, talking to, and praying with and for the people, and the Lord blesses his labour of love. I am more than ever convinced that if we were more faithful in this duty of visiting, both in towns and circuits, we should be more happy in our own souls, and much more successful in the work of our high cailing. May the holy flame spread wide and sink deep till all the earth be filled with the knowledge of God. AMEN.

For the Methodist Magazine.

ON REVIVALS OF RELIGION IN SCHENECTADY.

MESSRS. BANGS & MASON,

YOUR nineteenth number contains an account of a revival of religion in the city of Schenectady, which took place during the preceding winter and spring, for the truth of which I had publicly pledged my name: but sirs, judge of my surprise, when I read in the Religious Intelligencer, published in NewHaven on the 22d of April, 1820, a communication, dated Schenectady, March 6th, 1820, saying, "It is now thirty years since the Lord visited this place by an outpouring of his spirit." After pausing a moment, I sought for the Author of such intelligence, and behold it was a STUDENT of Union College! Charity forbade me to attribute it to ill design in him: I could only conjecture that he was a Freshman, who had not been in Schenectady the preceding year, when it pleased Almighty God graciously to visit that city with a revival of religion. The same Author says page 751, of Malta, "It was a place of great spiritual dearth, and like the mountains of Gilboa, had NEVER rain or dew." Now in this town there were more than one hundred zealous Methodists, previous to the revival of which he has given some account. He then goes on to state a great increase of members in that vicinity in the Presbyterian churches of Stillwater and Ballston: but he seems to be totally ignorant of the conversion of more than one hundred and seventy souls to the Lord Jesus Christ, and who joined the Methodist Church.How much more to the honour of our blessed Immanuel, would his communication have been, had he been in possession of the whole truth in relation to that glorious revival.'"

I hope my veracity will not be questioned, when I say that his account of the late revival in Schenectady, was at the time

he wrote (March 6, 1820) modestly short of the truth; that is to say, he was not fully informed of the state of the work, when he told us that "fifteen had experienced religion, and one hundred were under conviction:" for previous to the date of his letter, more than twenty, probably unknown to him, in the congregation of my charge, were happily converted to God. This gracious work had been for some months budding and blossoming among the multitudes that frequented our house of worship; until about the last of January, souls began to struggle into gospel liberty. It seemed however in the general, (as in King Hezekiah's distress,) as if the children were come to the birth, and there was not strength to bring forth. Our pious neighbours of the Presbyterian and Dutch Reformed Churches, observing this, flew to the help of the Lord, and their indefatigable activity and perseverance, I think, were of great use. Agreeing to let Predestination sleep, their preaching, their exhortations and their fervent prayers were more like the Methodists, than the people of their order, in that city, had ever before witnessed. Revivals of religion were now no longer termed Methodist delusion, and the subjects of grace were no more called crazy. The people submitted to the order in which God saw fit to work. In the beginning of April, God, in his infinite goodness, poured out His spirit more plentifully upon the congregation of my charge; of about twenty penitents, kneeled at the altar, in supplications for mercy, about half of them were brought into gospel liberty, which I thus state' as a sample of the order of the work. While other denominations were gathering their harvest of souls, our little Zion flourished like the palm-tree, and our converts grew like the willows by the water-courses. In the midst of these happy days, my term of service expired, after an increase of the members of my charge of seventy-six souls; and I had to force myself from one of the most blessed revivals that I had ever before witnessed. Thus closed my two years labour, with a most affectionate people, consisting of fifty-four members when I took the oversight of them in 1818, and took leave of them after a nett gain of one hundred and forty souls which causes my soul to magnify the Lord, and my spirit to rejoice in God my Saviour.

I have only to add, that the doctrines principally insisted upon were human depravity and its consequences, general redemption by Jesus Christ, repentance towards God, faith towards our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, and holiness of heart and life.

To aid me in this important work, the people of my charge were zealously engaged in prayer, and class-meetings, and all the means of grace. Such are the means, which I trust God

will never fail to bless. May His glorious work continue to prosper, until all shall join in ascribing glory to God in the highest, on earth peace and good-will to men.

New-York, June 12, 1820.

WILLIAM THACHER.

For the Methodist Magazine.

COPY OF A LETTER FROM A YOUNG GENTLEMAN, LATE A RESIDENT IN NEW-YORK, TO HIS SISTER IN THIS CITY, DATED ULYSSES, TOMPKINS COUNTY.

DEAR SISTER,

As I have been in the habit of communicating to you the remarkable occurrences which have fallen in my way, from time to time, and believing it will be interesting to you to hear of the prosperity of Zion, I shall, without farther remark, lay before you the following narrative.

A young man, who had spent his early years in the bustle and hurry of a city life, had felt. for some time, a desire to seek, in retirement and solitude, that satisfaction he had pursued in vain amidst the busy multitude. Accordingly, he left his parents, his brothers and sisters, his numerous young companions and vain amusements, and sought a home and livelihood among strangers in the country.

Solitude and retirement opened to his mind a different scene from that which had hitherto occupied his thoughts. He cast a retrospective glance over his past life, his present state, and extended his views to future prospects. He saw that he had lived in opposition to the commands of God, and felt the ping of conscious error. He remembered the prayers of his aged father, and the admonitions of his godly mother, and called to mind the instructions he had been privileged to hear from pious ministers. For awhile he attempted to conceal these reflections, but in retirement and solitude they sank deeper and deeper into his heart, and drove sleep from his pillow, and peace from his soul. He felt that the hand of the Almighty was upon him, and on one occasion, under the preaching of the word, his feelings broke over all restraint, and he publicly confessed his guiltiness, and mourned his unhappy situation.

From this period, he sought the Lord, in the means of his appointment, nor did he seek in vain. It would swell my narrative to too great a length to enumerate the various exercises of mind which succeeded,-finally, at a prayer-meeting, after two or three hours struggle in prayer, the peace of God visited his heart, and he raised his voice in praises to his God and Sa

viour.

By this time you are beginning to ask, who is this happy youth? Oh my dear sister it is your brother himself, who is the happy witness of pardoning love. Yes, blessed be God, I have set my face Zionward, and hope through grace to persevere. I know I have just entered a warfare, and am not unaware that I shall have much to encounter, but while I keep near the Captain of my salvation, I need not fear the fiery assaults of the enemy. Praised be the name of my God, I know well, he has converted my soul, and "saved mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling."

I am fully persuaded, that the doctrines of the Methodist Church are agreeable to Scripture, and to the teachings of the Holy Spirit; and I have conscientiously connected myself with that Church, and feel that I am growing in grace, and in the knowledge of the truth as it is in Jesus. While you are worshipping in spacious edifices, and "temples made with hands," a log-school-house is the humble dwelling where the people of God, in this vicinity, have convened to hear the gracious news of free salvation. But even the doors of these lowly mansions have been shut against us, and we have followed the example of the primitive Christians, meeting from house to house-until our little society have unanimously agreed to throw together our mites, and build a Meeting-House, and the day before yesterday the frame was raised. Though small, it will be sufficiently commodious for us-and thus the hand of the Lord has led us, from a Log-School House, to a decent framed Meeting-House. Our Society consists of about seventy members, and will soon be incorporated. Fourteen in one night have experienced religion, and the work is still progressing. About one half of our society are young professors, and perhaps one third young people; and what is truly encouraging, I see some of my young companions bowing at the footstool of mercy.

I often feel a zealous fervency springing up in my soul in behalf of the unconverted, and have felt, and still feel that it is my indispensable duty to warn sinners of the wrath to come, and invite them to a bleeding Saviour. O! could I compass them all in my arms, I would bear them to Calvary, and there point them to an agonizing Jesus,-suffering, bleeding, dying for them; and if the sight did not pierce the rebel heart, I would still encircle them in the arms of faith and prayer, and fly with them to Him who "ever liveth to make intercession for them."

Remember me, my dear sister, instruct me as experience enables you, pray for me, and may we at last meet at the right hand of God the Father, for the Redeemer's sake. T. Z. N.