and when in the Sabbath-school was remarkable for drinking in the Word of God. For many years was she a consistent member of the Church militant, and her marked piety, at home and abroad, will not soon be forgotten. Possessing a very tenacious memory, and a taste for reading, in which she employed much time during her weakness, always giving the preference to the Book of books and Wesley's hymns, she had accumulated a large store of Biblical knowledge; it was truly astonishing to hear her quoting portions of Scripture and verses of hymns specially adapted to her case, and from which she derived much spiritual comfort. Her father, although not an acknowledged member of the Church, has long been a respectable, and a respected man. Soon after the commencement of her last sickness she called him to her, and requested that he would pray with her; he could not refuse, and there beside her bed, with wife and children around him, he for the first time prayed with his family. Did not angels rejoice? Turning to her weeping mother, a loving disciple, she said, in a whisper, "Now mother, is not that worth dying for ?" When asked if she desired any body to pray with her, she said, "I should like to see my Sunday-school teachers, and our minister." In accordance with this desire, the Misses Hannah and Sarah Smith, and the writer, visited her again and again. It was good to be there, that chamber was, "Privileged beyond the common walks of virtuous life." Her will was resigned, her heart full of love to Him who had loved her; her end was peace: charging her sisters and parents to meet her, she fell asleep. "Oh! change-stupendous change! There lies the soulless clod; The sun eternal breaks The new immortal wakes Wakes with her God." R. GREY. MEMOIR OF MR. JOHN PEEL. BROTHER John Peel was born May 22nd, 1800, at Asfordby in Leicestershire. In early life he was the subject of deep conviction of sin, wrought by the Spirit of God. It does not appear that he made his case known to those who loved God; hence he regretted that there was not so much concern manifested by the Church of Christ in his early days as at present. He saw the Sabbath-school as a means of taking the young by the hand and leading them to Jesus. He was brought to know himself a sinner under the preaching of a Mrs. Vizou, at Melton, in Leicestershire, in the Wesleyan Methodist Chapel, in the year 1829. While he spoke of her as the instrument, he gladly acknowledged the Holy Spirit and the precious Word of God. He afterward gave himself to God, and used every effort to extend the kingdom of the Redeemer. According to Divine arrangement he came to Leicester in the year 1831. It was in Leicester, in a room in the Haymarket, when hearing again the same person, that he fully gave himself to God. He became connected with the Armenians, and received his first ticket of membership in 1832, that ever memorable year, when the cholera swept over our land, scattering death in every direction, and awakening thousands to a sense of their lost condition, and causing them to cry, What must we do? When thus brought to a knowledge of the truth he felt for others, and sought how he might bring them to Jesus. He visited the sick and dying, imparted to them what he had so freely received, poured out his soul to God on their behalf, and was successful in turning many from darkness to light, and from the power of Satan unto God. He was never so happy as when engaged in the delightful work of bringing souls to God, and thus securing the glory of God in the triumph of the Cross. At one time of his life, his love for perishing sinners caused him to rise very early in the morning during the winter months, to plead with God in mighty and persevering prayer for their conversion, an example worthy of imitation. In his last affliction, which was not over eighteen days duration, he was resigned,-patient and trusting in God. It was obvious to all who visited him that his soul was ripening rapidly for glory. While suffering great pain of body, he exclaimed, Just before the brow, he said, "And above the rest this note shall swell, My Jesus has done all things well!" vital spark fled, and while the dew of death was on his "I'll praise my maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers, &c. As a husband he was affectionate, and also very attentive to his afflicted partner, now sorrowing widow, who enquiring, "What shall I do if the Lord takes you from me?" his emphatic reply was, "Look to Jesus." Thus finished our dear brother his course. Recent Death. ROBERT JACKSON CHILDS, eldest son of Robert and Hannah Childs, of Fleet, Lincolnshire, was born August 8th, 1819, and died August 1st, 1864. He was upwards of twenty-four years a member of the Wesleyan Methodist Society, and from early youth devoted himself to the Sabbathschool, which work was his delight. He came to Leeds in the year 1843, and joined the Methodist Society in Oxford Place Chapel, and continued vith them until the eruption in the Methodist Society in 1849, when he joined the Reformers, and continued with them until the amalgamation, when he became a member of the United Methodist Free Churches, and continued with us until his death, never giving up his labours in the Sabbathschool. The last ten years of his life he spent as a teacher in Cross Stamford Street Sunday school, teaching the adult class of boys for several years, also assisting to re-build the school. During his last illness (which was short but severe), that God who had been with him in health, did not leave him, but with heavenly triumph he could say "All is well," and resigned himself into the hands of his Redeemer, saying, "Let me die the death of the righteous and let my last end be like his.” THOMAS FENTIMAN. Miscellaneous. You PLEA FOR THE QUEEN'S ENGLISH. IF I must conclude with some advice to my readers, it shall be that which may be inferred from these examples, and from the way in which I have been dealing with them. Be simple, be unaffected, be honest in your speaking and writing. Never use a long word where a short one will do. Call a spade a spade, not a well-known oblong instrument of manual husbandry; let home be home, not a residence; a place a place, not a locality; and so of the rest. Where a short word will do, you always lose by using a long one. lose in clearness; you lose in honest expresson of your meaning; and, in estimation of all men who are qualified to judge, you lose in reputation for ability. The only true way to shine, even in this false world, is to be modest and unassuming. Falsehood may be a very thick crust, but, in the course of time, truth will find a place to break through. Elegance of language may not be in the power of all of us but simplicity and straightforwardness are. Write much as you would speak; speak as you think. If with your inferiors, speak no coarser than usual; if with your superiors, no finer. Be what you say; and within the rules of prudence, say what you are. Avoid all oddity of expression. No one ever was gainer by singu larity in words or in pronunciation. The truly wise man will so speak, that no one may observe how he speaks. A man may show great knowledge of chemistry by carrying about bladders of strange gases to breathe; but he will enjoy better health, and find more time for business, who lives on the common air. When I hear a person use a queer expression, or pronounce a a name in reading differently from his neighbours, it always goes down, in my estimate of him, with a minus sign before it; stands on the side of deficit, not of credit. Avoid likewise all slang words. There is no greater nuisance in society than a talker of slang. It is only fit, (when innocent, which it seldom is) for raw schoolboys, and one-term freshmen, to astonish their sisters with. Talk as sensible men talk; use the easiest words in their commonest meaning. Let the sense conveyed, not the vehicle in which it is conveyed, be your object of attention. Once more, avcid in conversation all singularity of accuracy. One of the bores of society is the talker who is always setting you right; who when you report from the paper that 10,000 men fell in some battle, tells you it was 9,970; who, when you describe your walk as two miles out and back, assures you it wanted half a furlong of it. Truth does not consist in minute accuracy of detail, but in conveying a right impression; and there are vague ways of speaking, that are truer than strict facts would be. When the Psalmist said, "Rivers of water run down mine eyes, because men keep not thy law," he did not state the fact, but he stated a truth deeper than fact and truer. Talk to please, not yourself, but your neighbour to his edification. What a real pleasure it is to sit by a cheerful, unassuming, sensible talker; one who gives you an even share in the conversation and in his attention; one who leaves on your memory his facts and his opinions, not himself who uttered them, nor the words in which they were uttered. IN THE TWINKLING OF AN EYE. ONE moment, the sick-room, the scaffold, the stake; the next paradisiacal glory. One moment, the sob of parting anguish; the next the great deep swell of the angel's song. Never think, reader, that the dear ones you have seen die had far to go to meet God after they parted from you. Never think, parents, who have seen your children die, that after they left you they had to traverse a dark, solitary way, along which you would have liked, if it had been possible, to lead them by the hand, and bear them company till they came into the presence of God. You did so if you stood by them till the last breath was drawn. You did bear them company into God's very presence if you only staid beside them till they died. The moment they left you they were with Him. The slight pressure of the cold fingers lingered with you yet, but the little child was with his Saviour. HOW TO TREAT AN ENEMY. If you have an enemy, and an op portunity occurs to benefit him, in matters great or small, act like a gentleman, and do him good service without hesitation. If you would know what it is to feel noble and "strong within yourself," do this secretly, and keep it secret. A man who can act thus will soon feel at ease anywhere. It is said of Callot, the eminent French artist and engraver of the seventeenth century, that he was once slandered in a pasquinade by a certain nobleman of the court. At that time, to have one's portrait engraved by Callot was an object of ambition with the highest dignitaries of the kingdom, and it was attained by very few. Callot's answer to the injury was to publish a superbly executed likeness of his enemy, with an inscription setting forth his titles and great deeds. To this day the incident is cited as an instance of proud nobility of soul. Callot was in the highest sense polite. Politeness is shown by passing over the faults and foibles of those whom you meet. Cultivate this especially towards relatives. The world is severe in its judgments of those who expose the faults of kindred, no matter what the provocation may be. Vulgar families are almost always at feud. It is not polite to detail injuries which you may have received from any one, unless there exists some urgent necessity for so doing. WHATELY'S PREACHING. His preaching is thus described:"As a preacher, Dr. Whately can hardly be said to have been popular in Dublin, although his sermons were not without some guarded admirers. He had none of the arts of the rhetorician,' writes one of his clergy, except it be the art to conceal art, and be able to speak with the utmost simplicity and freedom from excitement; never declaiming or "attitudinizing.'" 'As to his style of pulpit oratory, it was free from all verbiage-his composition appeared to have been judiciously chiselled and planed down to the most exquisite smoothness and symmetry,' observes a pupil of his own. It was a piece of mosaic or inlaid-work, or a tightly close-fitting chain of reasoning: lose one link, you found it difficult to supply the meaning.' We fear it must be confessed that, whether from want of taste or other Causes, the nods which greeted many of Dr. Whately's profoundly speculative sermons in Dublin were of a somniferous rather than of a generally acquiescent character. The Dublin Protestants would not, or could not, appreciate him. He made no distinction between the simple congregation of a parish church and the learned auditory at Oxford, who used to mark, note, and inwardly digest, those wonderful Bampton Lectures, which first really raised him to fame. But the unsleeping viligance of the preacher had always ready a startling para. dox to rouse, when necessary, the drooping attention of his audience. 'If Jesus Christ were now on earth, he once said, there are many professing Christians who would call him a Latitudinarian !'"' It must be remembered that Whately was liberal in his theology, and that he held many doctrines "Dr. Whately's flock liked practical sermons; but he declared war to the knife against all such sermons. Any Christian minister,' he said, 'who should confine himself to what are sometimes (erroneously) called "practical sermons"-that is, mere moral essays, without any mention of the peculiar doctrines of Christianity-is in the same condition with the heathen philosophers, with this difference, that what was their misfortune is his fault.'" THE EARNEST TEACHER. BEHOLD the earnest teacher in school! He is there in time. He will not be behind; he makes it a point of conscience; he thinks of his example. Besides, he loves his work, and goes with cheerful feet, because his heart is there. You shall not find him slothful; the clock has not struck, yet he is in his place; the greeting look has gone around, his fellow-teachers feel the shine. He is not too late to sing, not he; his soul is all on fire: look at him while he sings, then hear his voice in prayer. Ah, he would not miss that service; it serves him for the day. But now the school is opened, yet he has regard to order. See him conduct his class; he makes me think of Jesus; he goeth before them and they follow him. Now look at him in his class. His face indicates, his glance, his eye, his manner, his his voice, his method. See, he has a single eye, a glorious object, a dauntless spirit. The whole atmosphere of the school is permeated; his fellow-teachers feel the glow; his class feels it, and they show it; they carry it to their very homes. The tear of penitence drops, the eye of faith is opened, the soul immortal is renewed; for God will bless that teacher's labours, and give him a rich harvest. READ ATTENTIVELY. As it is not the best way for any that intendeth to make himself a good statesmen to ramble and run over in his travels many countries, seeing much and making use of little, for the improving of his knowledge and experience in state policy, but rather to stay so long in each place till he have noted those things which are best worthy his observations; so it is also in the travels and studies of the mind, by which, if we would be bettered in our judgments and affections, it is not our best course to run over many things slightly, taking only such a general view of them, somewhat increasing our speculative knowledge, but to rest upon the points we read, that we may imprint them on our memories, and work them into our hearts and affections for the increase of saving knowledge; then shall we find that one good book, often read and thoroughly pondered, will more profit than by running over a hundred in a superficial manner. Beligious Intelligence.—United Methodist Free Churches. EDINBURGH. THE Annual Sermons on behalf of the New Chapel Fund of the United Methodist Free Churches in Edinburgh, were preached on Sunday, the 25th ult., by our always welcome friend Mr. Thomas Cuthbertson, of London. The audiences were large, the services deeply interesting and impressive, and the On collections equal to last year. Wednesday, the 25th ult., the Annual Tea Meeting on behalf of the same fund was held, when Drummond Street Hall was filled with a happy and most enthusiastic gathering of friends. The chair was occupied by Mr. Robert Morison, who gave an interesting account of his visit to the Annual |