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Great Spirit forbids me to touch thy life: go to thy brethren, teil them thou sawest an Indian in the forest, who knew how to be humane and compassionate.” In fine, we shook hands, and parted in a friendly manner, in the midst of a dreary wilderness; and he informed me of the course and distance to the tradinghouse, where I found he had been extremely ill treated the day before.

“I now set forward again, and after eight or ten miles riding, arrived at the banks of St. Mary's, opposite the stores, and got safe over before dark. The river is here about one hundred yards across, has ten feet water, and, following its course, about sixty miles to the sea, though but about twenty miles by land.The trading company here received and treated me with great civility. On relating my adventures on the roal, particularly the last with the Indian, the chief replied, with a countenance that once bespoke surprise and pleasure, "My friend, consider yourself a fortunate man: that fellow,” said he, " is one of the greatest villains on earth, a noted murderer and outlawed by his countrymen. Last evening he was here, we took his gun from him, broke it in pieces, and gave him a severe drubbing: he, however, made his escape, carrying off a new rifle gun, with which he said, going off, he would kill the first white man he met."


God's care for the pious poor, demonstrated in the following ac


[Extracted from a periodical publication.]

Towards the close of the year 1779, as I am informed by a most respectable intimate friend, whose name need only be mentioned to confirm the veracity of the following tale in the mind of every reader ; but who chooses to remain concealed : An old man, near sixty years of age, diminutive and deformed in his person, came hither in his way to W. and requested of me to take him in, and furnish him with employment, as the winter presented him with no other prospect, than to be starved with cold or hunger; and not being full sixty years old, he could not be received in the hospital. Providence enabled me to provide for him, by furnishing him with work in his own profession, I gave him some maps to paint for my pupils : From this person, who remained with me for thirteen months, until death

removed him, I learnt the following very remarkable circumstance :

He was a native of Alface, but on a journey he made to K., he married : He inhabited a small house without the gates of the town, and bis employment barely subsisted him, though he constantly worked for rich and respectable people in the city : he was a Painter and Gilder. Every 'evening he was accustomed to bring bread home with him for his family, from the produce of his work; it happened however, once, that he did not receive his money. Although God has expressly commanded, that the sun shall not go down before the labourer receives his hire, yet the degenerate Christian pays but little attention to the commands of his Maker. Very many, and clergymen amongst the number, are not acquainted with all his written commands, more especially those in the Old Testament, notwithstanding Jesus Christ has absolutely declared that all those of a moral nature shall be strictly observed, and that not a jot or tittle thereof shall fail, Matt. v. 15.

Now could the poor Gilder no longer get paid by his employers; for some time, however, he was enabled to carry home bread with him as usual, to his hungry family, but at length, every resource was exhausted. Throughout the day, during his work, he addressed inward prayers to God, that he would graciously dispose the hearts of his employers in his favour, so that they might not let him go home pennyless, but the day passed, the time of labour was finished, and the poor husband and father had nothing ;-nothing at all to take home with him! Melancholy and sad he entered the suburbs, where he lived, with a heavy heart, and downcast eyes; when, one going towards the city met him, saluted him as he passed, and slipping a piece of silver into his hand, glided by him. B. (se was the poor man called,) stood stock still, astonished, and shouting aloud, with eyes uplifted ; tears ray down his cheeks, and he bitterly reproached himself for his vile unbelief in that God, who feedeth the ravens, and numbers the very hairs of our head.

Passing onwards, his way lay through a path between two hedges, where he heard a faint voice in a mournful complaining strain, and he looked round him to know from wherce it proceeded; he saw a young man, who had the appearance of a traveller, lying in the grass, pale, weak, and emaciated.—“What is the matter, my friend?" asked the poor Painter ;“Sir, I am a travelling mechanic, and am going towards home; I have yet far to go; as my money ran short, I was obliged to act with the utmost frugality, and expended daily only what my most urgent necessities demanded. Notwithstanding this, my money is all gone; the whole of this day have I pursued my journey


without tasting food, but my strength is entirely exhausted, and I can go no further !" What was poor B. to do?--he had nothing but the small piece of silver ;-should he give him that?

—but what would remain for his hungry, expecting children? perplexed, confounded, and almost mechanically, without knowing what he said, he demanded of the young man if he had no small money about him, even of the most trifling value, to give him in exchange for bis little piece of silver?” “O my dear Sir, would God I had, I should not be here any longer!” The heart of poor B. felt a terrible conflict; at last, shrugging up his shoulders, with great sorrow and heaviness of mind, he pursued his way. But he went not far, the piece of money burned like fire in his pocket; he hastily turned back, gave it to the poor traveller, and with great agitation turned away quickly, weeping, sobbing, and almost reeling like a drunken man. He had not proceeded far, before he met a man with several longish loaves of bread, which he carried under his arm, coming directly towards him. As they approached each other the man saluted him in a very friendly manner, and passing him, slipped one of his loaves under his arm, and putting a dollar into his hand, hastened away. The poor Painter threw himself on the grass, and wept aloud.--Who can read, without the deepest emotion, this wonderful relation of the gracious Providence of God towards the necessities of his children. The worthy painter acted with such pure humanity, and the hand of God so visibly interposed, that while we are compelled to bestow our warmest approbation on his conduct, we are also led to offer our humble adoration to the Throne of grace. Suci tales as these are like apples of gold in dishes of silver, and at all times, although in our days more especially, are a word in due season. If the poor Christian be led hereby to further confidence in that God, who hears and answers prayer; and if the weak believer be taught hereby to blush for his unbelief, this memorable instance of God's paternal care will not have been recorded in vain.



[Methodist Magazine.]

WHEN Oliver Cromwell entered upon the command of the Parliament's army, against Charles I. he ordered all his soldiers to carry a bible in their pockets, (the same which is now called Field's.) Among the rest, there was a wild, wićked young fel

low, who ran away from his apprenticeship in London, for the sake of plunder and dissipation. This fellow was obliged to be in the fashion. Being one day ordered out upon a skirmishing party, or to attack some fortress, he returned back to his quarters in the evening without hurt. When he was going to bed, pulling the Bible out of his pocket, he observed a hole in it. His curiosity led him to trace the depth of this hole into his Bible; he found a bullet was gone as far as Ecclesiastes xi. 9. He read the verse, "Rejoice, O young Man, in thy youth, and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy yonth, and walk in the ways of thy heart, and in the sight of thine eyes; but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment." The words were set home upon his heart, by the divine Spirit, so that he became a sound believer in the Lord Jesus Christ, and lived in London many years, after the civil wars were over. He used pleasantly to observe to Dr. Evans, Author of the Christian Temper, that the bible was the mean of saving his soul and body too.


(London Magazine.] During the persecution of the Protestants by the Roman Catholics in the seventeenth century, some children were playing on the banks of the Suir, near Golden, in the county of Tipperary, when a man came up to them, knowing them to be born of Protestant parents and with a pike, threw most of them into the river, where they were instantly drowned. One of the childern, however, a girl about eleven years of age, ran off and escaped to Clonmell, thirteen miles distant.

At Waterford a ship lay bound to America, taking in servants and passengers : An agent of the Captain's was at Cronmell, who, finding the child unprovided for, took her as an indented servant, with many others in equal indigence. The Captain sold her time to a planter, a siugle young man. The rectitude of her conduct, her amiable disposition, and comeliness of person, so attracted her master's affections, that after her time was expired, he proposed to marry her ; which proposal she, at length acceded to, and they lived together in much happiness for seyeral years, during which she brought him six children. She then declined in health and spirits; a deep melancholy overspread her mind, so as greatly to distress her husband. He observed her, particularly when she thought him asleep, to sigh deeply, as if something very weighty lay upon her spirits. Af


ter much intreaty and affectionate attention, she related to him what she saw when she was a girl in Ireland, and said that scarce a day or night had passed for the last twelve months, but she bad felt a pressure on her mind, and had, as it were, heard distinctly a voice, saying, “Thou must go to Ireland, and bring the murderer of the children to justice.” This, at times, she believed to be a divine intimation, yet on reasoning about it, she thought the effecting of it by her to be impossible, and consequently that the apprehension of its being required by God must be a delusion. Thus she was tossed to and fro in her mind, uncertain how to determine, and her agitation was such, that it was apprehended her dissolution was near at hand. Her husband strongly encouraged her to fulfil, what he had no doubt was a divine injunction; and as the Governor's brother was Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, he thought it a suitable season then. He waited upon the Governor, who obliged him with letters of recommendation to his brother and such gentlemen as would enable her to bring this man to justice; whose name she did not know, but whose person was indelibly stamped on her memory. Her kind husband prepared every accommodation for the voyage, encouraging her by his sympathizing tenderness, so that in a few weeks she recovered her former health and spirits, and embarked with suitable attendants on board a vessel for Dublin.

On her arrival, she waited upon the Viceroy at the castle, and delivered her letters. He entered warmly into the matter, as worthy of public concern; yet he thought great secresy and prudence requisite to effect the desired purpose. The Viceroy, as a wise man, sent for the Judges,, just then appointed for the Munster circuit, and shewed them the letters she had brought from his brother, and requested they would interest themselves in this business. The Judges treated her with great respect, and assured her of their vigorous assistance to bring the murderer to justice; but as she did not know the man's name, nor where he now dwelt, if living, they saw much difficulty in the matter: However, she was desired not to communicate with any one but the Viceroy and themselves; and as the assizes for the county of Tipperary were very numerously attended, they would take care she should be placed in such a convenient part of the court-house every day at Clonmell, that, if he should be there, she could not but have an opportunity of seeing him.The day after her arrival there, and during the first of their sitting, she was placed by the direction of the Judges to the Sheriff, in a commodious place for her purpose. With anxious solicitude she watched for the person. At length a Jury was returned to try a cause. On their names being called over to be

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