emotion. These were the last tears she was ever seen to shed. On Saturday evening, the 2d of November, although suffering from great debility, she enjoyed a sweet season of prayer, according to her custom on that evening, for each member of her own household, and for her family circle in America. She said her Saturday evenings had always been precious to her, and she expressed the wish that her family should continue to observe that evening as a season of preparation for the Sabbath. The next morning she was raised by pillows, so that she could look from the window upon the delightful prospect in view. She desired Mr. Hamlin to talk with the children about the sacredness of the Sabbath, and the blessings promised to those who keep it holy, adding, "I hoped I should feel strong enough to do it myself, but I cannot." She, however, requested them to commit to memory all the promises to be found in the Bible on this subject. She expressed her wish that their father should present each of the children with Doddridge's "Rise and Progress," as a memorial from her; saying that the reading of that book was greatly blessed to her when she was twelve or thirteen years of age, bringing her out of doubt and darkness into peace and joy. She hoped that he would daily and earnestly pursue the cultivation of their mind and heart, and repeated her desire that he might be satisfied with nothing but the clearest evidence of a prayerful and consistent life, that they were the children of God. It was the first Sabbath of the month, and towards evening the little circle observed the monthly concert, according to their custom of holding one on the Sabbath evening in Armenian, with the seminary, while they observed a second on Monday evening in English. Mrs. Hamlin requested that fifty dollars of some property held in her own country might be given to the American Board, as a testimony of her attachment to the cause in death. The elder children expressed their pleasure in this appropriation of what would have been theirs, and, with earnest prayer, the humble offering was consecrated to God. Thus, understanding the peculiar sacredness and power of the last words and acts of a loved one, did she spend her failing breath in impressing upon the hearts of her children, as her latest lesson, the doctrine of Christian benevolence- the sweet law of a self-denying love. The earthly tabernacle was fast dissolving, but the spirit waxed stronger and stronger in faith. "I have given up everything to God, and I wish to take nothing back." Which lulls me, clinging to my Father's breast WAITING AT THE GATE OF HEAVEN. "Methinks a light as soft and sweet Shines on me as the pale moon's ray; - Come hither, spirit, come!' they say." BEFORE leaving the world, Mrs. Hamlin had earnestly desired a period of quiet, of that freedom from pain so often enjoyed in this disease. She had hoped for a season when she could converse without such paroxysms of distress. But, as no such period was granted, she cheerfully acquiesced in the divine decision. On the 8th of November they received a package of letters from their missionary friends, including two from America. In the course of the day, nearly twenty of these, in whole or in part, were read aloud, giving her the liveliest pleasure. "Constantinople, Oct. 7, 1850. "MY DEAR BROTHER AND SISTER: You are constantly in our thoughts, often in our conversation, and not forgotten in our prayers. Had it been left to us, we should have ordered things very differently. But the great Disposer of all has a greater interest in you than we have, yea, greater than you yourselves have; and it is, therefore, infinitely safe, and ought to be infinitely sweet and pleasant, for us to lie passive in his hands, and to know no will but his. His will is perfect. And may the grace of God enable you always to feel this! 66 May it please the great Head of the church soon to restore our dear sister to health and strength. Especially may her peace be like a river! Yours truly, "WILLIAM GOODELL." After hearing the letters, Mrs. Hamlin expressed the feeling that the kindness, the prayers, and the sympathy of their missionary circle had surrounded her in all her sickness in overflowing measure. She was particularly gratified in hearing once more from her native land. During all this time, she had seasons of extreme suffering, and at times a sense of suffocation. Yet Mr. Hamlin frequently knew of these seasons only by her expressions of gratitude when relieved. Her weakness, she said, was such as she had never conceived of; it was "weakness amounting to positive pain." But her heavenly Father gave her the grace of patience in all her sufferings. She still had some precious seasons of prayer, but generally could only say, "God be merciful to me a sinner!" She was unable to think much, but sometimes enjoyed her thoughts highly, though they seemed to come only of themselves. She continued to notice all the children said and did, and to smile at their childish prattle, once remarking, "Sweet little children, your mother leaves you at the most interesting age." She still directed them in regard to many things, often making brief suggestions for the future, and exhibiting great meekness of spirit, a clear memory of the past, and an equally clear judgment in regard to the future. One day, after speaking of the extraordinary grief and wonderful submission of the children, she added, very impressively, "O, what scenes this house has witnessed since we entered it!" "To be remembered in eternity." "Yes!" she added, an expression of joy flashing across her pale countenance. Her affectionate and grateful sense of her husband's unremitted attentions she continued to express to the last. At one time she said, "It seems to me that you would give your life for me." She was aware that the steamer was expected about the middle of November, and that, if her family failed of returning then, they would be detained another month. Although expecting her death from day to day, yet foreseeing the possibility of her living till nearly that time, she herself directed the packing of several articles, desirous of having every arrangement made that would facilitate their departure at a short notice. When she found that she was living up to nearly the time of the steamer's expected arrival, she expressed her regret at thus lingering, feeling that it might subject her flock to a more wintry passage. What a touching instance of self-forgetting love! With her accustomed foresight, she wished her husband to write down directions with regard to additional clothing which the children would probably need during quarantine. This thoughtful solicitude for the future welfare of her family, when earth's scenes were fast fading from her sight, seems a kind of demonstration of the immortality of the social affections. On the Sabbath, being entirely exhausted, she requested that her husband's prayers might be brief, as she could command her attention but a very short time. In the evening, as he felt that the Sabbath would never dawn on them again an unbroken circle, his prayer was longer than he intended, but she said that she had enjoyed it all, and that it did not fatigue her. During that night sne was restless, and once exclaimed, "O, rest, rest!" Mr. Hamlin replied, "There |