Jesus, we own thy sovereign hand,
Thy faithful care we own;
Wisdom and love are all thy ways,
When most to us unknown.

By thee the springs of life were formed,
And by thy breath are broke,
And good is every awful word

Our gracious Lord hath spoke.

To thee we yield our comforts up,
To thee our lives resign;

In straits and dangers rich and safe,
If we and ours are thine.

Thy saints in earlier life removed,
In sweeter accents sing;

And bless the swiftness of their flight,
That bore them to their King.

The burthens of a lengthened day
With patience we would bear,

Till evening's welcome hour shall show
We were our Master's care.

APPENDIX.

LINES

ON THE DEATH OF CHARLES L. WINSLOW.

A bird came o'er the ocean,

From the far-off tropic isles,

Where, fanned by the palm-tree's motion,
Perennial summer smiles,

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It had heard salvation's story,
In its own dear native bowers,
And sought for its brighter glory
In this blessed clime of ours.

It came with wing of gladness,
With carol fresh and free,
But there breathed a dirge of sadness,
Sweet stranger-bird! for thee.
For thee was a welcome greeting,
Where the pilgrim's ashes rest,
But thy heart had ceased its beating,
And the turf lay on thy breast.

Thy dove-like pinion soaring
O'er the waves of a world of sin,
Turn'd to God's ark imploring,
A pierc'd hand drew it in ;
Where tempest ne'er hath striven,
Where discord's reign is o'er,
Thou dost learn the song of heaven,
And wilt stoop to earth no more.

Where Ceylon's flowrets sleeping
By spicy gales are stirr'd,
There's the voice of bitter weeping

In the home of that cherish'd bird,
There are sister nurslings crying
For a brother's tuneful tone,
While the citron groves are sighing,
Responsive to their moan.

Oh ye, who broken-hearted,
Pour forth the parent's tear,
Who from your loved land parted
For the cause of a Saviour dear,
Who toiled where error flourish'd,
With a faith no cloud can dim,
Is it strange that the bird ye nourish'd
Hath taken its flight to Him?

L. H. S.

BRIEF NOTICES OF THE GRANDFATHERS AND PARENTS

OF CHARLES L. WINSLOW.

NATHANIEL WINSLOW.

Mr. NATHANIEL WINSLOW, father of Rev. Miron Winslow, Missionary in Ceylon, was born in Salisbury, Conn., whither his father emigrated from this part of Massachusetts, and descended from a line of unbroken pious ancestry, extending back to the time the pilgrims landed in Plymouth. At an early age his mind and heart became possessed of the principles of evangelical religion, as embraced by his ancestors, and inculcated in the instructions, prayers and example of a devotedly pious father. He made early profession of his Christian faith, the fruits of which were evinced in a subsequent Christian character, eminently pure, uniform and consistent. The sanctification of the Sabbath commencing with the shades of Saturday evening, daily morning and evening family devotions, and family religious instruction, public and social

religious worship, and all other institutions and duties of Christianity, were ever observed and enjoined by him with the same uniform and conscientious fidelity which characterized the piety of the pilgrim fathers.

The latter part of his life was principally devoted to agricultural pursuits. A considerable part of his earlier life was devoted to teaching, and many of his pupils are still living, in various parts of the country, who cherish a grateful remembrance of his faithful and affectionate instructions. In his own family, his "doctrine dropped as the rain, and his speech distilled as the dew." Possessing a delicate and uniform constitution, and a retiring and domestic disposition, he was seldom from home, except when necessity demanded, but devoted his leisure time to reading, and to the intellectual and religious instruction of his children. Both by his precept and example he inculcated, in an eminent degree, the great Christian sentiment, that an idolatrous love of the world is exceedingly base as well as sinful, infinitely beneath the proper dignity of a rational and immortal soul on its way to God. It is questionable whether he was ever known to express in any way to his children a desire that they should become possessed of wealth and worldly distinction; but thousands of times has