took place, I ever witnessed in my life. It was the death of Mr. Macquean Mackintosh. He was in my shop about an hour before his death, and gave me some directions how to build a wheel for a piece of machinery he had invented, to remove large buildings at little expense, and told me if it answered his expectations, he would make me a present of 500 dollars, besides paying me for my labour. Not more than ten minutes after this, news came to me that Mr. Mackintosh was dying, and that I must go immediately where he was. I entered his chamber, and saw the most distressed creature I ever beheld. A pistol ball had passed through his body, just below his heart. He reached his hand to me as I entered the room, and said, Pray for me-I am a dying man.' I saw the wounds in each side, where the ball had passed through. The blood and water running from the wound, reminded me of the suffering of Christ the most of anything I ever saw. The distress of his body was great, but the anxiety of his mind to be prepared to die, was beyond any thing I ever saw. His loud cries were, O my God have mercy on me a sinner-O my God must I depart this life without a pardon of all my numerous sins. He held my hand fast till his breath left the body.→ When his voice failed of speaking loud, he still cried to God to save him. In less than three quarters of an hour, his friends beheld him a lifeless corpse. His agonizing cries was nough to pierce the hardest heart. The Congregational preacher and myself were all that was present in his expiring moments. I could

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not but hope that his prayers were heard, and that his soul found rest in the paradise of God. He was of one of the first families in Georgia, the son of Gen. Mackintosh-an attorney at law, highly esteemed among thousands, beloved by his connexions, rich and honourable in the world, cut off in the bloom of life, and dying by the hand of his enemy. Thus we see all flesh is as grass, and ail the glory of man as the flower of grass. The reader by ts time, probably, wishes to know the cause of his death. I was told that one year before the death of Mr. Mackintosh, he was in company with Mr. John L. Hopkins, son of Gen. Hopkins. These two young men got into a dispute or quarrel about something, wherein Mackintosh thought himself injured-and ever after, when they met, the old quarrel would be revived, and hard threatenings ensue. One month before Hopkins killed Mackintosh, it was said he swore he would be the death of him. On a certain day Mr. Hopkins came to Darien, with loaded pistols, and went to the house of Mackintosh and knocked; he told the servant that came to tell Mackintosh to come to the door. When he came to the door, Hopkins drew his sword and wounded him in the shoulder. Mr.. Mackintosh got his pistols, and went out the door, a short distance from where Hopkins was standing. Mackintosh told him if he had come to fight him, to do it in a more honourable way, and not be so much like an Indian. At this Hopkins took a pistol from under his coat, and shot him through the body, and then dodged behind a tree, Indian-like. This is according

to the information I received, which I believe correct. Hopkins was arrested and lodged in Savannah jail, to await his trial, which took place the next September.

There are many plantations on the rivers in Georgia, and country seats that are beautiful to behold; houses and flower gardens, with groves of orange trees, and other fruit trees of different kinds, which when loaded with fruit, in the fall of the year, present a delightful appearance. The owners are rich, well informed, polite in their manners, and kind to strangers. There are many religious people in Georgia, of different denominations. In the city of Savannah there is a house for public worship equal to any in the United States. It' is built of rough stone covered with slate. The steeple is supported by large carved pillars, which may be seen at a distance. The inside is of elegant carved work, the pulpit is mahogany, supported with pillars of carved work. The main pillars that support the galleries are also elegantly carved. The floor is of blue and white marble, laid in checkers or diamonds. In this house I heard ministers of different denominations speak of the things of God. One evening I attended a union meeting at this house, and was much pleased to see the Baptist, Methodist, Congregationalist and Church ministers all in the pulpit together, speaking one after the other, and all moved by one Spirit, having one glorious cause in view, to adore and praise the one God and Saviour, for his unbounded goodness, and the wonderful displays of his love, mercy and grace to the children of men.

Near the last part of my time spent in Georgia, I was sent for to go and pray with a young man that was very poor and at the point of death. He had been sick a long time. I entered the house just as he was breathing his last. His children stood around, crying to their broken-hearted mother for bread, and she had none to give them. I handed her a dollar, and she sent for bread. She told me she had been unable to labour for some days; that she had no means nor friends in that place to assist her, that she had taken care of her sick husband, and supported her five little children for more than a year, but was unable to do for them any longer. Her husband died in a few minutes after I prayed for him. This was the most distressed family I ever saw. The deep anguish and poverty of the widow and fatherless children demanded pity and assistance. I entered the street, and told a man that a white man in the place was dead, and his family needed assistance to bury him. He told me to nail a box of rough boards together, and he would send his black man to bury him! I immediately went to my boarding-house and told my northern friends of the distressed condition of this poor family. A number of them went to the house, and each of them gave the widow a dollar, which amounted to fifteen dollars. I then made him a decent coffin, and grave clothes were prepared for him by brother Davis, of Fall River. I was requested by his widow to attend his funeral. A man the next day told me he had been to look for a prayerbook for me, but had found none. I told him

I did not pray from the prayer-book. He said he had spent much of his time in trying to find one. Many came to hear how I should get' along without a book. But, thank God, ever since Christ suffered in Jerusalem, when that outward vale was rent, that covered the holy place in the temple, that none should enter but the high priest, to offer prayers for the people once a year-we now have access through the merits of his blood, to enter t the holiest of holies, and find grace to help our infirmities in time of need. The poor man was decently buried, and I hope prayer was answered for his widow and children, and a blessing conferred on those that assisted them in their afflictions. I was once called to make up a jury to examine the body of a man found floating in the river, with wounds inflicted on his breast, by a sword or knife, which was judged to be the cause of his death, but by whom was unknown.

Some time in May I made preparations to start for the North. A number of people failing, I was disappointed in disposing of considerable furniture they had engaged, I was compelled to sell it by auction, at a loss. I lost $60 by a Jew, and 50 more by a man who did not pay according to agreement, and a number of small demands. In June I walked from Darien to Savannah, and sailed in a few days with Capt. Mason, of Freetown, for New-York.I purchased some mahogany in New-York, and started with Capt. Mason for Asonet, where I arrived in a few days in the enjoyment of good health.