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only of the deepest conviction, this young and noble creature held fast her integrity, and calmly chose a horrible though honourable death, rather than the enjoyment of an ignominious existence of shame and infamy.

“ The Jews came forward with offers of immense sums of money to save her, but her fate was irrevocably decided, and the only mercy the baffled tyrant could afford his young and innocent victim was, to allow of her being beheaded instead of being burnt alive. I had an account of the closing scene from an eye witness, who was one of the guards at the execution, and although, as a body, there is nowhere a more dissolute set of irregular soldiery than the Morocco Moors, yet he confessed to me that many of his vice-hardened companions could not restrain their tears, and that he himself could not look with dry eyes on a sight of such coldblooded atrocity.

“ This beautiful young creature was led out to where a pile ready for firing had been raised for her last couch :-her long dark hair flowing dishevelled over her shoulders, she looked around in vain for a heart and hand that could succour, though so many eyes pitied her: for the last time she was offered - with the executioner and the pyre in all their terror before her—her life, on condition of being false to. her God:-she only asked for a few minutes for prayer, after which her throat was cut by the executioner, according to the barbarous custom of the country, and her body consumed on the fire!!

“ Fellow-countrymen! this is no Moorish romance, strained out of a heated imagination, to gratify the morbid taste of the fancy.cloyed novel reader ;-there is here no painting or ex

aggeration to excite false sympathy, but a simple tale of naked, unvarnished, thrilling truth; and I appeal to you whether such things ought to be in the present age-I appeal to you whether such things ought to be allowed in a country where British influence can be brought to bear in the most remote manner; how much more, in a country close to our shores, and where it ought to be paramount! We are verily guilty concerning our brother, in that we saw the anguish of his soul when he besought us, and we would not hear.?”

MISSIONS TO THE JEWS. Interesting account of a Jewish boy at Frankfort

on-the-Maine. A Jewish teacher residing about four English miles from this place (Frankfort) had a confirmation* à short time since. He had been in the habit of calling on the Missionary resident in Frankfort, during the last eighteen months, and had learned from him the true interpretation and application of the promises respecting the Messiah. In the course of the religious instruction given by this teacher, as preparatory to confirmation, he taught the youth to whom this account refers that the Messiah has come already, 1800 years ago.

“ And to prove this fact,” said the teacher, “I referred him to, and made him learn by heart, all those passages of Holy Scripture, by which you convinced me that the Messiah has come already, to seek and

* It is the custom among the Jews, in many places, that where there is no rabbi, the teacher confirms the children

to save that which was lost.” Now the boy, on the day on which the confirmation took place, (to which the two Christian ministers of the place were invited, and consequently attended) had among other things also to repeat his creed publicly in the synagogue, before the whole congregation ; and he confessed that he believes the Messiah has come already, and quoted many passages of Holy Scripture in confirmation of this truth.

This has occasioned a great stir in the place, and especially the father of the boy seemed to be quite comfortless that his son should believe this of the Messiah. Doubtless the subject will be investigated by the rabbi under whose jurisdiction this teacher stands, and we shall hear more about it.

ANECDOTE. A DEAR little Jewish boy, an orphan, who in the providence of God has been placed under the care of his uncle, a converted Israelite, attended a Missionary Meeting, and on his return home expressed a great desire to have a collect. ing box; he embraced every opportunity of soliciting friends to contribute to his box. One day when out collecting, he saw some men at work in the field. He called to them and asked them to put something into his missionary box. One of them said, if he would come over to him he would put something in. On his crossing over to them, the man put out his hand and laughed at him and said he would give him nothing. “Oh!” said the little boy, “ that is very

wicked of you! You have told me a great story, and God does not love story-tellers. You should pray to God to forgive you. Do you say your prayers ?" asked the little Jew boy. “Prayers !" said the man, “I whistle them." “You, then," said the boy, “are very wicked!” “Do you want me," said the labourer, “to give you something for the Jews ?” He replied, “I do." "Oh," said he, “they are very rich, they shall have none of my money!” “ Rich!” said the little lad with astonishment, “No! they are not rich, they are very poor; how can they be rich, when they do not believe in the Lord Jesus Christ !!"

May every dear child bear this in mind, that the Jews cannot be said to be rich, whilst they continue in a state of unbelief! None can be rich, who does not believe in Hini who is "the Way, the Truth, and the Life." All that come to Him shall be made rich, “for the same Lord is rich unto all that call upon Him." And,“ though He was rich, yet


sakes he became poor, that ye, through his poverty, might be made rich.This little Jew boy, then, was quite right, when he said, the Jews are not rich, because they do not believe in the Lord Jesus Christ.

“Thine eyes shall see the King in His beauty."

Isaiah xxxiii. 17.

I saw a Jewish mother stand,

In a low gloomy street,
She held a stripling by the hand,

A boy, whose face was sweet :
The dark hair clustered round his brow,

His dark eyes glistered clear,
But in his mother's hairs was snow,

And in her eyes a tear.


Tear after tear fast gathered there,

And on his head they fell, And “Oh," she said, “ the land is fair,

“ Where thou must never dwell; “ In the dark places of the earth,

“Our people live opprest, " And troubles come to us for mirth,

“ And labour comes for rest: “Another year draws near its close,

“ It endeth like a tale, “ Yet Shiloh cometh not to those, Whose

eyes with longing fail!” Year after year drew to its close,

It ended like a tale,
Till, where that a low chapel rose,

I saw a woman pale,
Whose hand upon a stripling leant,

A boy of but few years,
While, as by toil, her form was bent,

And in her eyes were tears :
In her eyes were large gushing tears,

And joy was in her voice,
And “ Oh,” she said,

“ the star appears, “ I see it and rejoice! * The light hath shone on Galilee!

“ The Shiloh hath been here!
Oh, blessed are our eyes that see,

And blessed our ears that hear. ** What matter now, my son, though we

“ Still wander as of old, “God in his beauty we shall see,

W And: the fair land behold; ** The vail is taken from our eyes,

“ As on the cross they dwell, “ And gazing there, we recognize,

“With human weeds for his disguise, “Our King, our Priest, our Sacrifice,

“ The HOPE of ISRAEL."


Macintosh, Printer, Great New-street, London.

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