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He was hurrying to the brink of the precipice, or rather was in the very act of falling with accelerated motion and increased velocity to the bottom-when the arm of God arrested him.

On the last evening of the year, he and his companions were engaged in playing cards, in firing shots for the mere purpose of making a noise, and in drinking. In this latter, however, Gabriel did not join to any excess. When he took up his hat in order to go away, his entertainer pressed him to remain, but George peremptorily refused. Upon this, the former seized a fowling-piece, which he thought unloaded, but which contained a double charge, and lodged the whole contents in Gabriel's body. From the commencement it was clearly a hopeless case; and no doubt could be entertained that the wound was mortal. The best medical assistance was soon at hand; but all that devolved upon the physicians was to mitigate his present sufferings, without tempting to parry the assaults of death. It remained for them to tell him faithfully his real state, and, in the solemn language of the prophet, to say,

s. Thou shalt not come down from that bed on which thou art gone up, but shalt surely die.” Though many had previously endeavoured to buoy him up with hope, he took the announcement with the most entire composure. When his kind pastor arrived, he found him in great pain of body, but in full possession of his mental faculties.

“I never," he says, saw penitence so bitter. It was observed by those around him, that though constantly engaged in prayer, and often supplicating for faith, and strength, and patience to bear his sufferings; he never once asked for life, nor for the mitigation of his pains. He seemed to feel that the one was justly forfeited, and the other “the due reward of his deeds.” Anxious, however, that in general he might be “ set forth for an example,” both in his sufferings and his repentance, to those especially of his own age in my parish and congregation, I said, “ Have you any objection to my publicly proclaiming the bitter sorrow and contrition which you have now expressed ?" He seemed to hail the proposition, and replied with stammering voice “ None-a warning to all young men to shun bad company.Thus did he “worthily lament his sins, and acknowledge his wretchedness." Yet he knew tbat he had an Almighty Saviour, and, through Him, a pardoning God. He believed and felt, that though the Lord had chastened and corrected him, He had not given him over unto death. Never have I known a more glorious exhibition of the power of faith. During the sixteen hours that intervened between his death-wound and his death, it appeared as if a life had passed. The Lord put away his sin.” He fled to the bosom of his Saviour, and was comforted. His sorrow was turned

into joy. There was a re-action which seemed to bring back more than his brightest days, and to realize in him the delightful picture of the once afflicted patriarch—“And the Lord turned the captivity of Job, and gave him twice as much as he had before. So the Lord blessed the latter end of Job more than the beginning."

“I asked a pious friend who had visited him, what had passed in the interview between them. He said that he had simply inquired whether he was trusting in the atonement,—and the only words which he could distinguish in answer were—“All peace within." On one occasion, I said to him, “If you had your choice, would you recover ?” He replied, "I would rather go to my Saviour.” At another time, some one near him said, “Which would you rather-return to life, or go to your blessed mother?” He answered—" I would rather go to my mother ; but not my will, O Lord, but Thine be done."

It was a most affecting circumstance that sometimes when hymns were repeated, or prayers offered, or the things of heaven spoken of,– such was his intense anxiety to listen and not lose a word, that he would struggle against the pangs of nature, and use such efforts to quell the throbbings of pain, and suppress his own involuntary moans, as would almost stifle him."

As the subject of this memoir drew near his close, and while the group I have already described were collected round his bed, I said :George, I know the happy state of your mind, and have no doubt how matters stand between a merciful God and you; and therefore for myself I want no satisfaction. But for the sake of the friends you are leaving behind, and of those whose ears the report may reach-if you feel that you are resting upon the Rock of Ages,—that Christ is precious to your soul, and that the glory of God is opening to your view, lift up your hand.” Never shall I forget the solemnity with which the signal followed. I have read of such instances, but never seen one so exhibited. He elevated his right arm with a power which, in his circumstances, seemed almost supernatural, to the utmost height to which its fullest stretch could reach, while acclamations of wonder and of praise to God ascended from the anxious circle who watched around him.

And here,” says his biographer, I would close the scene, and let the curtain drop, while we contemplate this returning penitent in the very act of upraising his hand to heaven, and pointing to tho abodes of purity and peace, which his soul was so soou to enter. Nothing after this occurred which calls for special notice.

Nature rapidly declined, the glass of life ran out, the sharpness of his agony abated, the storm ceased, and there was a great calm :-it was the calm of death!

The Enquirer.

QUESTION XI.--Entrance on the world. Dear Sir,- I have been kindly and religiously brought up; but have now quitted home, and am engaged in a large mercantile house in the city, where I am thrown into the society of others about my own age, none of whom have any regard for their spiritual interests. I find it, consequently, extremely difficult to resist their frequent solicitations to join them in pleasures which they assure me are harmless, but which do not consist with my own ideas of what is right. I cannot therefore conscientiously accede to them, though I am often afraid that by refusing, I give them an unfavorable opinion of the character and tendency of christianity by evincing what they may suppose to be an unhappy, morose, or sullen disposition.

As an isolated individual in the great metropolis, you may imagine that I am peculiarly liable to other temptations too numerous to be minutely specified, and I shall therefore feel obliged by any advice you can offer under such circumstances.

I am, dear Sir,

Your's gratefully, To the Editor of the Youths' Magazine.

FILIUS.

HINDOO PROVERBS. There are many to push a man up the tree, but none to help him down,

Meaning, that numbers are found ready to urge one on to quarrels and disputes; but the real friend is rarely met with who will strive to settle or allay them. Ink-stains may be removed by washing ; natural disposition disappears

only in dying A bad man's vicious inclinations cease but with his death.

Where the corpse is, there will the vulture be. Meaning that where there is anything to be had for love or labour, many will present themselves, in the hope of participation.

Dripping water will eat through a rock. Intending that deliberate and patient perseverance will overcome all difficulties, and effect all objects.

When the heart is impure, all a man's deeds are so. Teaching that the life is ever regulated by the inward disposition and principle.

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POETRY.

A FINE OLD HYMN,
(Translated from the Greek of Gregory Nazianzen by Miss Barrett.;
Monarch and MAKER OF THE WORLDS, we bless thee!

We bless thee who hast made the things which were not
And manifested those which did appear not!
- The mental, with a thought; and, with a word,
The sensual. Holy singers do confess thee
Chanting in multitude their thronéd Lord !
The angels militant in fiery chorus,

The first-born undefiléd from their birth,
The great stars treading choral measures o'er us,

The prophet-souls, and spirits just, of earth!
All congregated; all around thy throne,

In joy and awful reverence bear along

Ever, that perfect and perpetual song-
“ Monarch and maker of the worlds, we bless thee!"
-So, sinless-singing, heavenly choirs address thee.
And I, too, Holy Father! would be one,

To utter prayer; to bow thee, the heart's knee,

UNDYING Father! and sink inwardly
Before thee. Praying so, my head doth droop

Earthward; I lie a suppliant, and weep free,
Because I am not worthy to look up

Unto thy singing heav'ns! but may'st thou be

O GRACIOUS FATHER ! pitiful to me-
Propitious to thy ruined servant, Lord.
O stretch thine hand toward me, and retrieve me

Froin death's dark jaws ; make pure my thoughts; and never,
Ungarmented by thy close spirit leave me!
Rather new grace of bosom-force achieve me,

That I, with heart and lip may praise thee ever !
And as my sire, thy servant, knew thy face,

Grant me a life as clear, as pure an end,
As brave a hope, like mercy, an like grace!

And all the sins my youth did comprehend,
Forgive them like À KING—we so confess thee,
And all day long, and ever longer bless thee !

Athenaeum.

“ WE PART TO MEET AGAIN.”
How swift the days and weeks have sped

Since our last meeting here !
How many a home-born joy has fled !

The hour to part draws near !
What robs that hour of half its pain ?
The hope ere long to meet again.
The winter snows fast melt away,

The meadows soon will bloom,
And birds pour forth their richest lay

To greet the strangers home.
When summer brings his gorgeous train,
We hope in joy to meet again.
Till then ; though absent we can meet

Each day at mercy's throne;
And there enjoy communion sweet

Though kneeling all alone.
May none the fervent prayer restrain
That all in love may meet again !
How blest that house where christian love

Pervades each hallowed heart !
No bond more dear than this can prove

Or when we meet, or part-
Not death can break this golden chain,
Such friends but part to meet again.
O then where'er on earth we roam,

May each that blessing share,
That all may reach our Father's home

Nor one be wanting there,
In joy and love with Christ to reign,
And never, never part again.

T. H.

HOME,

home! oh, were it but a home with thee,
My Father, and my God! then be it mine ;
And though earth offered me her dearest gifts,
I'd cast them from me, and be wholly thine.

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