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But soon or late this cottage must
Through deep decay fall down,
And turn and moulder into dust,
Beneath the peaceful tomb.

Then its inhabitant shall go
Unto to its God again,
According to its deeds to know
Eternal joy or pain.

Almighty God, thy grace impart,
All sin in me destroy,

That I may act "the better part,"

And know eternal joy.

R. H. April, 1825.

WHILST God in mercy lends me breath,
I'll seek to be prepared for death;
I'll try, by prayer, and faith, and love,
To draw down blessings from above.

Instructed by his holy word,
I'll strive to serve my gracious Lord;
I'll look to Christ, the sinner's friend,
And trust him to my journey's end,

Then, when I feel the stroke of death,
My soul shall, at the parting breath,
From this dark dungeon take her flight,
And soar to realms of endless light.

R. H. April, 1825.

LORD, now hear my supplication;
Bend thine ear to my request;

With the mercy of salvation,
May my sinful soul be blest;
Give my spirit

To enjoy the promis'd rest.

Hoping, trusting, I implore Thee,
Through no merits of my own,
But through Christ, the King of glory,
Through thy well-beloved Son;
Through his merits,

I for pardoning mercy come.

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do not pretend that any of the receipts which we give are infallible; but we do not wish to recommend what we have not reason to think useful, Another plan, recommended by our correspondent, (page 189), has frequently been found to be of great use," merely bathing the parts affected, whether hands or feet, every evening, before you go to bed, in warm water."

Dry warm stockings are important. Beware, also, of tight shoes. The chilblain often comes where the shoe pinches.

GOOD MOTHERS.

THE following instances of the good effects of early teaching will be an encouragement to anxious mothers.

AUGUSTINE.

His mother, Monica, was renowned for Christian piety, and travailed in birth for his eternal salvation. Ambrose himself was so charmed with the fervour of her piety, that he often broke out in his preaching, when he saw Augustine present, congratulating him that he had such a mother.

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BISHOP HALL.

My mother was a woman of that rare sanctity, that, I durst say, neither Aleth, the mother of that just honour of Clareval, nor Monica, nor any other of those pious matrons, anciently famous for devotion, need to disdain her admittance to comparison. She was so profited by affliction in the school of Christ, that it was hard for any friend to come from her discourses no whit holier. How often have I blessed the memory of those divine passages of experimental divinity which I have heard from her mouth! What day did she pass without a large task of private devotion, whence she would still come forth with a countenance of undissembled mortification? Never any lips have read to me such feeling lectures of piety; neither have I known any soul that more accurately practised them than her own. Shortly, (for I can hardly take off my pen from so exemplary a subject), her life and death were saint-like."

GEORGE HERBERT.

"George Herbert spent much of his childhood in a sweet content, under the eye and care of his prudent mother, who managed her power over him without any such rigid surliness as might make her company

Good Mothers.

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a torment to her child; but with such a sweetness as did incline him willingly to spend much of his time in the company of his dear and careful mother." Wordsworth's Eccl. Biog. Vol. 4.

DODDRIDGE.

His parents brought him up in the early knowledge of religion before he could read. His mother taught him the history of the Old and New Testament, by the assistance of some Dutch tiles in the chimney of the room where they usually sat; and accompanied her instructions with such wise and pious instructions, as made strong and lasting impressions upon his heart.

HOOKER,

His mother, especially, laid a foundation for his future happiness, by instilling into his soul the seeds of piety, those conscientious principles of loving and fearing God; of an early belief that he knows the secrets of our souls; that we should flee from hypocrisy, and appear to man what we are to God. These seeds of piety were so seasonably planted, and continually watered by the dew of God's blessed Spirit, that his infant virtues grew into such holy habits as did make him grow daily into more and more favour both with God and man; which, with the great learning he did after attain to, hath made Richard Hooker honoured in this, and will continue to be so to succeeding generations.Isaac Walton.

SIR WILLIAM JONES.

"The care of the education of William now devolved on his mother, who, in many respects, was eminently qualified for the task. Her character, as given by her husband, is this: She was generous without extravagance: frugal, but not niggard; cheerful, but not giddy; close, but not sullen; of genius, but not conceited; of spirit, but not pas

sionate; of her company cautious; in her friendship trusty; to her parents dutiful; and to her husband, ever faithful, loving, and obedient.'"

Lord Teignmont's Life of Sir Wm. Jones.

LINES,

In reply to the question, "Whether the miseries of the world did not greatly exceed its blessings?”

(From a Newspaper.)

"Tis true the world with misery abounds;
This awful truth from pole to pole resounds!
But greater blessings far each day arise-
Of these, alas! how few we justly prize!

A scratch we feel-the blessings 'scape our thought;
We mark the first, the last we count as nought.
Say, then, is God unjust, or man unwise?

The case is clear:-we see with darkened* eyes.

ON THE UNCERTAINTY OF HUMAN JOYS:

WHY dost thou pine for sordid gain,
Procur'd with toil, enjoy'd with pain?
The wealth of Croesus cannot save,
Or buy one moment from the grave;

When Death commands, e'en monarchs must obey,
And change the purple for a garb of clay;

Then, if thy wishes be for gain,
Let Virtue in thy bosom reign!

Why dost thou seek delusive Fame,
Or barter substance for a name?

Those vaunting brows with laurel crown'd,
The solemn cypress must surround:

"We now see through a glass darkly."

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