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derfully struck Hintsa; and on the day of the landdrost's departure, he ● said, 'I am ready to have a missionary; he has nothing to do but come;

there is a place where he may build and live.' But he added, 'I have been waiting an answer from Gaika and Islambi.'"

OBITUARY.

DEATH OF MISS AMELIA HOLLETT. Communicated for the Methodist Magazine by her father. DIED, April 23, 1820, Miss Amelia Hollett, in her nineteenth year. She experienced a change of heart when about nine years of age; but, as is often the case with youth, she backslid from God, and continued in a stupid state until about eighteen months before she died. Under the preaching of the Rev. Ara Williams she was roused from her spiritual lethargy, and excited to seek what she had lost; and she soon found the lost pearl, and not long after united herself to the Methodist Episcopal Church.

victory over all sin, praised God, and said, "Now I am ready to go, for the Lord has sanctified my soul." After this, at her request, the sacrament of the Lord's supper was administered. It was a solemn and comfortable

For some time she had exhibited symptoms of a liver complaint, and was finally assaulted with a bilious fever, from which she never recovered. While thus afflicted, she struggled earnestly for full redemption in the blood of Christ. For this she supplicated the throne of grace herself, and requested her Christian friends to intercede for her; and on Thursday, while brother Abell, in company with others, was engaged in ardent prayer, she clapped her hands in token of a

season.

On sabbath morning it became evident that her sufferings were nearly ended. She rejoiced at the prospect of so soon entering into her Master's joy. About two hours before her death, her brothers and sisters were brought into the room, whom she exhorted in a very feeling manner, pressing on them the necessity of a preparation for death and judgment. An affectionate farewell to all her friends, particularly her parents, preceded her last moments. When unable to respond to the questions which were asked her, she raised her hand in token of triumph, and then fell asleep in Jesus, leaving behind her "a sweet savour,' and a bright testimony of her preparedness to enter into the joy of her God.

POETRY.

From the Wesleyan Methodist Magazine.

LINES PRESENTED TO THE REV. JOHN BROWNELL,

On his leaving England for the West Indies, as a Christian Missionary.

HARK! from the islands of the sea,

By poor benighted Indians trod, A cry is heard; that cry should be To all the voice of God.

The heathen perish day by day:
Age after age they've perish'd thus ;
But oh! if we their help delay,
Their blood will be on us!

The heathen perish,-sin and death
Comprise their best estate below:
They breathe despair with every breath ;-
Will none to help them go?

Hark, from the islands of the sea

A voice is heard, "Oh come and save!"
That is the voice of God to thee;-
Oh canst thou dangers brave?"

Canst thou (for Christ forsaking all)
Haste there, our Jesus' love to tell?
Canst thou, obedient to thy call,

Bid England's shores farewell?

Where Western India's isles t' adorn
Nature's sublimest gifts conspire,
Thou wast a missionary born,
Son of a missionary sire.

Though ours was not thy native place,
Yet dear to thee this British earth!
For there thou hadst,-oh glorious grace!
Thy best, thy second birth.

There, there, thy buried parents rest;

There, there, thy arms fraternal twine; There, there, thy nuptial vows were blest; There, there, what friends are thine!

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The graves where rest the honour'd dead,
The hearths where living kindred meet,
The altars where thy prayers were sped,
Must be to memory sweet,

Graves, hearths, and altars, thus endear'd,
Are links in strong affection's chain,
Which all thou e'er hast hoped or fear'd,
Shall never break in twain.

Then go,-Jehovah's will thy choice,
Jehovah's arm thy guide and guard;
His wisdom speaking with thy voice,
His glory thy reward.

Go, prayers of saints shall ceaseless rise
To bring down blessings on thy head;
Go, teach the nations, and baptize
The living for the dead.

The living,-they whose life of love
Shall gloriously on earth begin,
Whose faith and prayers may haply move
Their brethren dead in sin.

Go,-while the breath of heaven prevails,
To waft thee o'er the dangerous deep;
Christ be thy joy 'midst favouring gales;
Thy stay, should tempests sweep.
Farewell! thy name on many a tongue,
Devotion's holiest breath shall share;
While Christian brethren, old and young,
Shall follow thee with prayer.

'Tis God's prerogative to bless;

'Tis man's high privilege to pray: Farewell! The promise of success Points out, prepares thy way!

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THE LARK AND THE CHRISTIAN.
How sweet is the song of the lark when she springs
To welcome the morning with joy on her wings!

The higher she rises the sweeter she sings,

And she sings when we hear her no more:

When storms and dark clouds veil the sun from our sight,
She has mounted above them, she shines in the light;
Thus far from the scenes that disturb and affright,

She loves her gay music to pour.

'Tis thus with the Christian: his willing soul flies
To welcome the dayspring that streams from the skies;
He is drawn by its glorious effulgence to rise
To the region from whence it is given;
He sings on his way from this cloud-cover'd spot;
The quicker his progress, the sweeter his note;
When we hear him no longer, the song ceases not,
It blends with the chorus of heaven.

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NO. 4.]

FOR APRIL, 1828.

DIVINITY.

EVOL. 11.

CHRIST RAISING THE WIDOW'S SON: A SERMON,*

BY THE REV. SAMUEL DOUGHTY,

OF THE PHILADELPHIA CONFERENCE.

And it came to pass the day after, that he went into a city called Nein, and

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tumult of indescribable yet pleasing emotions. Here we perceive

*This sermon was written for an esteemed, but afflicted friend, to the circumstances of whose case the subject was thought, in some degree, to be applicable. VOL. XI. April, 1828.

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