Glanced through his thoughts, what deep and cureleis wound ' * Fate had already given.—Where, man of wo! 20 Where wretched father! is thy boy? Thou callest His name in vain :——he cannot answer thee.— '

Loudly the father called upon his child:— No voice replied. Trembling and anxiously He searched their couch of strawz—with headlong haste 25 Trod round his stintedlimits, and, low bent, Groped darkling on the earthr—no child was there. Again he calledt—again, at farthest stretch Of his accursed fetters,——till the blood Seemed bursting from his ears, and from his eyes 30 Fire flashed—he strained with arih extended far, And fingers widely spread, greedy to touch Though but his idol’s gitrment. Useless toil! Yet still renewedz—sti und and round he goes, And strains, and snat _with dreadful cries 35 Ciills on his boy. 1V e es him now: He plants against th ll hi t;-—his chain Gritsps;—-tugs with giant‘stren th tofm'ce away The deep-driven staple;—yells and shrieks with rage. And, like a desert lion in the snare a 40 Raging to break his toils,-—t0 and fro bounds. But see! the ground is opening :—a blue light Mounts, gently waving,—noiseless:—thin and cold It seems, and like a rz‘tinbow tint, not flitme; But by its lustre, on the earth outstretched, 45 Behold the lifeless childl—his dress is singed, And o’er his face serene a darken’d line Points out the lightning’s track.


The father saw,—
And all his fury fled:—_a dead calm fell
50 That instant on himz—speechless, fixedhe stood,
And with a look that never wandered, gazed
Intensely on the corse. Those laughing eyes
Were not yet closed,-—-and round those ruby lips
The wonted smile returned.

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he ground lifts like a séa:--he knows it not:—

he strdng walls grind and gZipez—the vaulted roof
Takes shapes like bubble tossing in the wind:—
See! he looks up and smiles;——for death to him
Is happiness. Yet could one last embrace
Be given, ’twere still a sweeter thing to die.

It will be given. Look! how the rolling ground,
At every swell, nearer and still more near
Moves towards the father’s outstretched arm hisfioyz—
Once he has touched his garment;-how his eye ,
Lightens with love—and hope'—-and anxious fearshI
Ha! see! he has him nowl—he clasps him rounds-i
Kisses his face;—-puts back the curling locks,
That shaded his fine brow:—looks in his eyes-
Grasps in his own those little dimpled hands-—
Then folds him to his breast, as he was wont
To lie when sleeping—and resigned awaits
Undreaded death.
- And (is
And pangless.

The huge pile sunk down at once

Into the opening earth. ( -- ) Walls—arches—roof—
And deep foundation stones—all -- mingling -- fell!


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2 Poor, foolish child‘! how pleased was I -
When news of Nelson’s victo came,
Along the crowded streets to fly,
To see the lighted windows flame!
'~ To force me home my mother sought—Ls

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3 The people’s shouts were long and loud! '

My mother, shuddering, closed her ears;

“ Rejoice! rejoice!” still cried the crowd— My mother answered with her tears!

“ Oh! why do tears steal down your cheeks,”

is, Cried I, y“ while others shout for Joy!”

She kissed me, and in accents weak,
She called me her poor orphan boy!

4*“ What is an orphan boy?” I said;
When suddenly she gasped for breath,
And her eyes closed; I shrieked for aid:—
But, ah! her eyes were closed in death!
My hardships since I will not tell:
But now no more a parent’s joy;
Ah! lady, I have le " ned tomwell
What ’tis to be

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[The annexed feeling, and beautiful lines are said to have been written by a young English lady, whi‘i' had experienced much affliction]

l Jesus—I my cross have taken,
All to leave, and follow thee,
Naked, poor“,“'despised, forsaken—
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be!
Perished every fond ambition—-
All I’ve sought, or hoped, or known,
Yet how rich is my condition—
God and heaven are all my own!

2 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure——
Come disaster, scorn, and pain;
In thy service ain is pleasure,
With thy favor, loss is gain;
I have called thee Abba Father—
I have set my heart on thee;

Q Storms may howl, and clouds may gather—
All must work for good to me!

3 Soul! then know thy full salvation—

Rise o’er sin, and fear, and care;

Joy to find in every station
Something still to do or bear!

Think, what spirit dwells within thee-
Think what heavenly bliss is thine;

Think that Jesus died to save thee— , 5’
Child of Heaven—canst thou repine?

4 Haste thee on, from grace to glory, J

Armed by faith, and wing’d by prayer—
Heaven’s eternal day ’s before thee—

God’s own hand shall guide thee there.
Soon shall close thy earthly mission!

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim-days,
Hope'shall change to glad fruition—

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.

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I would not enter on my list of friends, (Though grac’d with polish’d manners and fine sense, Yet wanting sensibility,) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. 5 An inadvertent step may crush the snail, That crawls at evening in the public path; But he that has humanity, forewarn’d, Will tread aside, and let the reptile live. The creeping vermin, loathsome to the sight, ~ 10 And charg’d perhaps with venom, that intrudes A visiter unwelcome into scenes Sacred to neatness and repose, th’ alcove, The chamber, or refectory, may die.. A necessary act incurs no blame. 5» 15 Not so, when held within their profit“ bounds, And guiltless of offence they range the air, Or take their pastime in the spacious field.

There they are privileg’d. And he that hurts
Or harms them there, is guilty ofa. wrong;
20 Disturbs the economy of nature’s realm,
Who when she form’d, design’d them an abode.
The sum is this: if man’s convenience, health,
Or safety, interfere, his rights and claims
Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs.
25 Else they are all—the meanest things that are,
As free to live and to enjoy that life,
m was free to form them at the first,
\Vho in his sovereign wisdom, made them all.
Ye, therefore, who love mercy, teach your sons
30 1'30 love it too. The spring time of our years
Is soon dishonor’d and defil’d, in most,
By budding ills, that ask a prudent hand
To check them. But, alas! none sooner shoots,
If unrestrain’d, into luxuriant growth,
35 Than cruelty, most devilish of them all.
Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule
And righteous limitation of its act,
By which Heav’n moves in pard’ning guilty man;
And he that shows none, being ripe in years,
40 And conscious of the outrage he commits,
Shall seek it, and not find it in his turn.


The cardinal fact of Christianity, without which all her other facts lose their importance, is the resurrection,' from the dead, of a crucified Saviour, as the prelude, the pattern, and the pledge of the resurrection of his

5 followers to eternal life. Against this great fact the “children of disobedience,” have levelled their batteries. One assails its roof; ,another its reasonableness; all, its truth. When aul asserted it before an audience of Athenian philosoph s, “some mocked”-—a short

10 method of refuting the spel; and likely, from its convenience, to colinue in favor and in fashion.

Yet with such doctrines and factflid the religion of Jesus make her way through the world. Against the

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