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BENJAMIN TEBBUTT.

MY DEAR SIR,

Bellary, April 28, 1818.

answered, Yes; his rod and his staff are my comfort, he is precious.”

He appeared to be getting rather worse, and shortly after I perceived he was a little delirious. I did not Ir is with deep regret, yet in expect he would live till morning; humble submission to the will of but it pleased God to prolong him a holy, just, and all-wise God, who about fourteen days longer. His doeth great things past finding out, disorder was so violent as to admit yea, and wonders without number, of little or no conversation. I had that I take my pen to inform you of an opportunity of seeing him a few the death of your late pious and days before he died: bnt, although worthy son (Benjamin Tebbutt); he breath kept the pulse in motion, he breathed his last about half-past se- seemed to be dead to all below;ven o'clock on Monday evening, the his eyes, his heart, his thoughts and 20th of April, 1818; he laboured affections, were fixed above. I under an incessant fever, without asked him how he was? with a voice intermission, for about six-and-quite spent, he answered, "The fetwenty days: his resignation and patience under his sufferings, were exemplary. He was a member of a small religious society, formed in this regiment about ten months ago, to which he was much endeared, and to which he shewed a bright | example of sincerity, humility, love, charity, and patience, both in life and death. It was his great delight to do all the good he could out of his scanty pay of one shilling a day; he paid four shillings and seven pence a month to the Bible Society, besides paying to other charitable subscriptions.

And, my dear Sir, you and his brothers, and dear relatives at home, he never failed to pray for in the most fervent manner, both in public and private.

During his illness I asked him how he felt his mind. His answer was: "Oh, my dear Ince, I cannot express myself! Oh, I wish I could tell you what I feel, but I cannot, my breath is so short!" I then spoke a few words to him, reminding him of the great love of God to us in all our afflictions. He was so bad he could not bear much talking. But before I left him, I bid him look to his dear Saviour, and to be sure to keep him in view continually; reminding him, that he would be with him in the midst of the fire, and it should not hurt him; and in the deep waters, and they should not overflow him; and though he should walk through the dark valley of the shadow of death, to fear no evil, for he would be with him: he

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ver is very bad." Perceiving that I only disturbed him, and that it was a pain to him to speak, I took hold of his hand and bid him farewell for the last time: in a faint voice he bid me "Good day"-but he gave my hand such a squeeze as expressed his inward feeling. appears he had some apprehension of his death from the commencement of his illness, for almost directly after he fell ill he sent for one of his pious friends, requesting him to get a pen and ink and take directions for his father, strictly charging him to be sure to write immediately if any thing happened. It appears, on the day he died, as if he knew the very hour, for I understand he repeatedly enquired what o'clock it was. In health it was his great desire that the regiment might be removed to a station where the missionaries resided; and it pleased God to send him to the place just before his death. They visited him two or three times before his death, and were quite satisfied with the state of his mind. There are three of them here real servants of Christ, viz. Mr. Hands, Mr. Reeves, and Mr. Taylor.

Oh, Sir, you are highly favoured of the Lord, that he gave you such a son. You, no doubt, will be among that happy number, who, at the great day of his coming, will cry out with joy, Here am I, Lord, and the children whom thou hast given me! Then grieve not, but remember, that your loss is his infinite gain-death is but the voice

that Jesus sent to call him to his

arms.

I must now conclude, by directing you how to apply for his credit, which, I believe, amounts to about one pound one shilling and sixpence. First, it may be necessary to get a certificate from the magistrate or chruch-warden, certifying that you are the lawful parent, which you will inclose in a letter, "To the Right Honourable the Secretary at War." A few lines in answer to this will be a great satisfaction to me, and many more of your late son's friends in the Lord.

it necessary for him to be carried up and down stairs through the whole of three winters, and for the last few months of his life prevented him from moving, except with crutches. In addition to three abscesses, which had formed themselves in his back on which he uniformly lay, he had one in each leg, so that his sufferings were extremely acute: yet he never murmured, but invariably acknowledged that what he endured was far less than he deserved; and when a dropsy took place, which much increased his pain, he would compare his con

press his gratitude to God that he was not so bad as many, and that he enjoyed those alleviations of which numbers were destitute.

It has been proposed by the so-dition with that of others, and exciety to erect a tomb over him as a mark of regret and esteem for so amiable a friend in the Lord. I am, Sir, yours sincerely, SILVESTER INCE, Corporal 34th Regiment.

ELIJAH BROOKS, Who died on the 22d of August, 1818,

AGED FIFTEEN YEARS.

THERE is no subject in which the truly good man takes a more lively interest than the increase of the church of Christ. It is with wonder and gratitude he hears that sinners, advanced in iniquity, are, by the combined energies of the Redeemer's power and grace, subjected to his authority as King in Zion; but it is with feelings of peculiar delight that he contemplates the Saviour as the kind Shepherd of Israel, gathering the lambs in his arms, conducting them through this wilderness, and supporting them while passing | through the gloomy valley which leads to those rich pastures, where he will eternally feed them by the side of the "river of the water of life."

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Being of a naturally reserved disposition, it was with difficulty he could be persuaded to say any thing respecting religion in connexion with himself; but notwithstanding this backwardness to speak of the state of his own heart, lest he should say what he did not feel, the bias of his mind was evident to all who heard him. Prayer, the word, and the people of God, were desired above all things by him; and if a day elapsed without some friends calling to see him, he would complain of being deserted, and say, "Must I be forsaken because I cannot speak?" To his mother, who is a pious woman, and a member of the Rev. Mr. Roberts's church at Bristol, he was most communica tive. One day he said to her, "Mother, I think I shall soon be in hea ven, I am so happy; I feel such a spirit of prayer, and the Lord answers my prayers; I think I love him, and he loves me." Frequently has she found him bathed in tears, and apparently in great distress of soul: upon enquiring the cause, he has replied, "I fear the Lord will not have mercy upon me, I have been such a great sinner." A friend, one day, said to him, "If Jesus were on earth, do you think you would go to him?" His answer was: "He is as able to save now he is in heaven." Jesus alone was his hope, his confidence, and his support. His favourite hymn was, 30

"Jesus, lover of my soul," &c. and I
he declared that he could always
say, "Hide me, O my Saviour,
hide," &c. It was not till within a
few days of his death that the fear
of dying was taken away, though
he would observe, that he had ra-
ther die than live to sin as wicked
children did. His anxiety for as-
surance of an interest in Christ was

very great; and his mother earnestly
prayed that the Lord would mani-
fest his favour toward him, and give
them a token for good. God in
tender mercy heard and answered
her prayers, the fear of death was
entirely removed, and the doubting,
trembling child, who could scarcely
feel courage sufficient to speak to
his parents upon the concerns of
his soul, was enabled in his last
lucid moments to exclaim: "I am
going to heaven! happy! happy!
happy! come, Lord Jesus, come
quickly."
Bristol.

S. F. E.

BENJAMIN COCKER.

knew him to be guilty of was, staying at home on the sabbath to improve himself in writing, arithmetic, &c. instead of going to worship. His father gave him tender advice and mild reproof, but was afraid to compel him to go to worship lest it should make him dislike religion itself.

The means made use of had the desired effect-he soon became very serious and attentive. And about the beginning of 1817, his mind was much impressed by an improvement of those striking words of Solomon, Eccles. xi. 9. " Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth," &c. and by reflecting upon that hymn of Dr. Watts (Book II. Hymn 52,)“ Death! 'tis a melancholy day," &c. From this time he was much engaged in reading his Bible, and in secret prayer, and frequently asked his father the meaning of scripture passages. He was also very diligent in his attendance upon the public means of grace-being present not only at the regular seasons of worship on the sabbath, but frequently attending meetings for prayer, reliBENJAMIN, the son of James and gious conversation, &c. on the evenNancy Cocker, was born at Duck-ings of the week, and regularly the worth-hill, near Blackburn, Lan- prayer-meeting of young people at cashire, July 23, 1800, and died of seven o'clock on Lord's-day mornthe small-pox, Dec. 4, 1817. He ings. was the youngest of eleven children, and was brought up under the care of tender parents. At an early age his father began to inform him of the being of God, and of the perfections of his nature; of his eternal duration; of his holiness, and hatred of all sin; of his works of creation, and of his governing all things by his power; of the sin and fall of our first parents, and the eternal state of the dead. He was told of the love of God to the world, in giving his Son to die for sinners; of the love of Christ, the miracles which he wrought, &c. And he often said, while very young, "Tell me more things about Jesus Christ." Yet as he grew up, though he was never immoral, nor even trifling in his conduct, he seemed less concerned to improve his knowledge of divine things. He never seemed to take pleasure in wicked company; and one of the greatest crimes we

At the church-meeting, previous to his baptism, he lamented that he had not sooner begun to serve God, and spoke of himself as the chief of sinners, giving at the same time a very satisfactory account of the way in which he hoped to be saved, and of the doctrines of the gospel. He was baptized, in company with eight young persons, on the 9th of May, 1817. We now looked forward in the hope of enjoying his society and example for many years, being delighted with, though reproved by, the great pleasure which he seemed to take in spiritual things. It has often given us unspeakable pleasure to see him, after a long and hard day's labour, take his hymn book, sing a song of praise to God, and then retire to rest.

During his affliction (which conti-' nued fourteen days from its com mencement, and baffled all medical aid) he was very patient and res

signed-one of his attendants observing, that he was as submissive to her directions as a little child that has but just learnt the meaning of words. All that he is recollected to have said about his affliction was, on one occasion, "Oh, my pain is inexpressible, yet, if I am spared, it may do well!" He took great pleasure in the prayers of his Christian friends; and as his disorder rendered talking with them very difficult, he always desired them to spend their visits in reading to him and in prayer. On one occasion he requested his sister to read him the church covenant; and on another, the 287th hymn of Rippon's selection: "Lord! didst thou die," &c.

About four o'clock in the morning, December 4, 1817, being raised in his chair while his bed was made, he departed without a struggle or a groan, we hope to a better world.

He was interred in the buryingground belonging to the Baptist chapel, at Accrington, and his death was improved by his pastor, from the words which had been the means of his conversion, Eccles. xi. 9; and also in a neighbouring Sunday-school, where he had been a teacher, (and where it is supposed he took the fatal infection, though

grief is renewed. Yet, when we
consider the dangers and difficulties
of this present world, and the trou-
bles and sorrows he has escaped,
we may all rejoice and say,
"The
Lord gave and the Lord hath taken
away, blessed be the name of the
Lord."
His tender father,

J. COCKER, Sen.

RECENT DEATH.

REV. JOHN KNOTT.

ON Monday morning, the 19th of October, 1818, died the Rev. John Knott, in a fit of apoplexy, aged sixty-five. He was a good minister of Jesus Christ, and had sustained, with unblemished reputation, the pastoral office over the particular Baptist church at Chatham, for forty-two years. His mortal remains were interred in the Baptist burying-ground on the following Thursday, attended with every mark of respect from a numerous train of followers from each dissenting congregation. A funeral sermon was preached for him on the following Lord's-day, from Matt. xxv. 21, "His Lord said unto him, Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a When he was baptized, his parents few things, I will make thee ruler had the pleasure to see all the faover many things: enter thou into mily, consisting of ten persons, mem- the joy of thy Lord," by his sucbers of the church at Accrington.cessor, the Rev. W. Giles; and anBut, alas! how short are the plea-other, on the following Wednesday, sures on this side the grave. One by the Rev. J. Slatterie, at the Inof his sisters, after a lingering ill-dependent meeting-house, from ness, died September 12, 1817-and Psalm lxviii. 18, "Thou hast asnow our beloved Benjamin is no cended up on high, thou hast led captivity captive: thou hast received gifts for men; yea, for the rebellious also, that the Lord God might dwell among them." On both occasions the congregations were unusually numerous.

he had been inoculated in his infancy,) by Mr. James Bennett, from 1 Kings xiv. 13.

more.

We have now no more help from his diligent hand-no more proofs of his ingenuity-we no longer enjoy his advice in difficulties-nor hear his pleasing voice in singing praises to God. We have no more of his example in his early rising, and zeal for the worship of God. We cannot view his bed-his books -his tools-bis work-or the places where we have enjoyed much plea-moir of him. sant conversation together, but our

"The memory of the just is blessed."*

* We shall be very much obliged to ceased, who will favour us with a Meany of the particular friends of the de

EDITORS,

Review.

Advice to the Teens; or, Practical
Helps towards the Formation of
one's own Character. By Isaac
Taylor, Minister of the Gospel at
Ongar. Second Edition. Rest
Fenner, 1818.

Harry's Holiday; or, The Doings of
one who had Nothing to do. By
Jefferys Taylor; with a Preface by
Miss Jane Taylor, Author of Nur-
sery Rhymes, Hymns for Infants,
&c. Rest Fenner; 1818.

THE intention of this article in our Review, is rather to announce than to recommend; for nothing can proceed from this family but what is both entertaining and instructive.

to vigilance and useful activity, and whatsoever their hand findeth to do, to do it with their might.

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We never open" Original Poems" without thinking of what was suggested by the author of "A slight Specimen of Moral Songs; such, says he, as I wish some happy and condescending genius would undertake for the use of children, and perform much better. The sense and subjects might be borrowed plentifully from the proverbs of Solomon, from all the common appearances of nature, from all occurrences in civil life, both in city and country; (which would also afford matter for other Divine Songs.) Here the language and measures should be easy and flowing with cheerfulness, with or without the solemnities of religion, or the sacred names of God

and holy things; that children might find delight and profit together.

"This would be one effectual way to deliver them from the temptation ton, or profane songs, which give so of loving or learning those idle, wanearly an ill taint to the fancy and memory; and become the seeds of future vices."

As we lay in bed this morning, (for we Reviewers both nod and sleep as well as other mortals,) our imagination roved for comparisons into the vegetable and animal kingdoms. Jefferys we compared to the early snow-drop or violet; Jane and Ann to the rose and the lily, both of which are beautiful, at the same time that they are free from display; and one of the parents to the appletree, laden with useful fruit in old age; the other to a stately crop of standing corn, yielding the fat of the kidneys of wheat, a food nutriWhat this incomparable writer tive, salubrious, and agreeable. Or suggested, Jane and Ann have most Jefferys to the innocent lamb, frisk-ably and successfully executed; for ing in the meadow by the side of its dam; Jane and Ann to the beautiful pheasant, and the other bird of the same family,

"whose gay train Adorns him, colour'd with the florid hue Of rainbows and starry eyes;" but not resembling him in his love of display:-whilst we could not but compare one of the parents to the domestic bird which, with maternal solicitude, broods its chickens under its wings, protecting them from the devouring kite; and the other to

"The crested cock whose clarion sounds" The silent hours;"

admonishing his juvenile readers

which we and our children entreat their acceptance of our sincere thanks, as well as for their "City and Rural Scenes," and other writings.

The first time we saw "Maternal Solicitude," it came to us in circulation as a club-book. We could not, after reading it, refrain from writing at the corner of a blank leaf at the readers turn to that text, they will "Prov. xxxi. 29." If our beginning, find the following words: Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all."

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But we must draw to a close.When our young readers have groped about in the dark closet of the Minor's Pocket-Book, and have

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