SOME ACCOUNT OF PETER JONES, AN INDIAN CONVERT, As communicated by himself, in 1832.

I was born in the woods of Upper Canada, in the year 1801. In early life I was taught by my mother and brethren all the customs and manners of the Chippeway nation of Indians, to which I belong. When at the age of 14 or 15, my father sent me to an English school, at which time I began to learn the English language. In the year 1828, I attended a Methodist meeting amongst the settlers in Upper Canada. Whilst at this meeting, the Great Spirit (through the preaching of the Gospel) opened my blinded eyes to see my lost estate as a sinner. I then called on the name of the Christian's God and Saviour for mercy, and by faith in the Lord Jesus Christ I obtained that joy which is unspeakable and full of glory. He took away my old savage heart, and gave me a new heart-a heart to love Jesus and all his people; then Jesus found me, and had mercy upon me, the chief of sinners! Shortly after my conversion from heathenism to Christianity, I felt it my duty to recommend the same religion, which had made my heart so glad, to my native brethren, who were then in a most wretched and miserable state, as having no hope, and without God in the world. The blessed Saviour prepared my way before me, and gave success to my feeble labours; and in a short time many of my countrymen joined with me in walking the new path that leads up to heaven. Then I left my native land to come over and shake hands with my Christian brothers and sisters in England. There are more than 1200 (principally of the Chippeway nation,) belonging to the Methodist Society; 16 schools have been established of more than 400 native children, who learn to read and write in the native language. All the Christian children have given up their wandering habits, and are now settling into villages; where they learn to work, and to worship the Good Spirit in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. Many of my Indian brothers and sisters have already died happy in the Lord, and are gone to heaven, to see Jesus and to be with him for ever.

The Great Spirit has done much for me and my brethren, whereof our hearts are made very glad. He has changed our war-whoop into songs of praise; we now delight to singJesus, the name that charms our fears;

That bids our sorrows cease; "Tis music in the sinner's ears,"Tis life, and health, and peace!' (Signed)

KAHKEW ǎ QUONABY, alias, PETER JONES, Indian Missionary and Chief.

CHRIST THE ONE THING
NEEDFUL.

COMPARED With Christ, in all beside,
No comeliness I see;

The one thing needful, gracious Lord,
Is to be one with thee.
The sense of thy expiring love
Into my soul convey;
Thyself bestow-for thee alone,
My all in all, I pray.

Less than thyself will not suffice
My comforts to restore;
More than thyself I cannot crave,
And thou canst give no more.
Whate'er consists not with thy love,
O teach me to resign;
I'm rich to all intents of bliss,
If thou, O God, be mine.

CONFESSION.

LORD, when we bend before thy throne,
And our confessions pour,
Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And shun what we deplore.
When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosom share
Which is not wholly thine.

ON PRAYER.-MONTGOMERY.
PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire,
Utter'd or unexpress'd,
The motion of a hidden fire,

That trembles in the breast.
Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high.

Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,

The Christian's native air; His watchword at the gates of death He enters Heaven with prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways; While angels in their songs rejoice, And say, "Behold, he prays !"

The saints in prayer appear as one,
In word, in deed, in mind;
When with the Father and the Son
Their fellowship they find.
Nor prayer is made on earth alone;
The Holy Spirit pleads;
And Jesus, on the eternal throne,
For sinners intercedes.

O Thou! by whom we come to God,
The life, the truth, the way;
The path of Prayer Thyself hast trod-
Lord! teach us how to pray.

A CHILD'S HYMN OF PRAISE.
I THANK the goodness and the grace
Which on my birth have smil'd,
And made me, in these Christian days,
A happy English Child.

I was not born, as thousands are,
Where God was never known;
And taught to pray a useless prayer,
To blocks of wood and stone.

I was not born a little slave,
To labour in the sun;
And wish I were but in the grave,
And all my labour done!

I was not born without a home,
Or in some broken shed;

A gipsy baby, taught to roam,
And steal my daily bread.

My God, I thank thee, who hast planned
A better lot for me,
And placed me in this happy land,
Where I may hear of thee.

HYMN FOR A CHILD.--TAYLOR.
LORD! teach a little child to pray,
Thy grace betimes impart;
And grant thy Holy Spirit may
Renew my infant heart.

For Christ can all my sins forgive,
And wash away their stain;
And fit my soul with him to live,
And in his kingdom reign.
To him let little children come,
For he hath said they may;
His bosom then shall be their home--
Their tears he'll wipe away.

For all who early seek his face

Shall surely taste his love; Jesus shall guide them by his grace, To dwell with him above.

A MEEK AND QUIET SPIRIT.—An eminent servant of God, who had laboured much for the spread of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ, and who had known deliverance from many temptations and sufferings, a few hours before his death expressed himself in the following words:-" :-"There is a spirit which I feel, that delights to do no evil, nor to revenge any wrong, but delights to endure all things, in hopes to enjoy its own in the end; its hope is to out-live all wrath and contention, and to weary out all exaltation and cruelty, or whatsoever is of a nature contrary to itself; it sees to the end of all temptations; as it bears no evil in itself, so it conceives none in thought to any other; for its ground and spring are the mercies and forgiveness of God; its crown is meekness; its life is everlasting love unfeigned, and it takes its kingdom with intreaty, and not with contention, and keeps it by lowliness of mind; in God alone it can rejoice, though none else regard it, or can own its life; 'tis conceived in sorrow, and brought forth without any to pity it, nor doth it murmur at grief and oppressions; it never rejoiceth but through sufferings, for with the world's joy it is murdered. I found it alone, being forsaken: I have fellowship therein with those that lived in dens and desolate places of the earth, who, through death, obtained resurrection, and eternal holy life."

THE DYING NEGRO.-In a letter from SG to his wife, dated of an unusually affecting kind. Speakin Virginia, he relates a circumstance ing of a physician, a man of religious feeling, with whose company he was pleased, he says, "This person informed me, that he was lately sent by a slaveholder to visit one of his negroes he found the poor patient stretched on a little straw, placed on a blanket; his pulse seemed to be throbbing its last, and he was too much exhausted to utter any complaint. The master had followed the physician, and began to swear at the dying man; and told him, that as soon as he recovered he should be severely flogged for having, by his own folly, caught his sickness by attending night meetings. He was proceeding in his violent language, when the physician checked his rage,

by telling him that the poor fellow could not live many minutes. The master was silent; when the dying slave, collecting the small remains of his strength, by a last effort, said, 'Glory be to thee, Oh my God! who art now taking my soul to thyself, having redeemed it,' and instantly expired."

INDIAN AT WORSHIP.-During the American war, an officer in the British army was ordered up the country with his regiment, to watch the conduct of the natives, whom they found of a peaceable disposition. One day, our young hero, walking out at sun-rising, espied at a distance in the plain, a grey-headed old man, a native, taking, as he supposed, aim at some game, and the nearer he approached, the firmer he seemed fixed upon his object. Upon coming up to him, he took him by the arm, saying, "What are you about?" The old man made no reply, but waved his hand, expressive of his desire for him to stand at a distance. This not satisfying the enquirer, he repeated the question, and received a second time the waving of the hand; at length, roused into astonishment, he said, "You old fool, what are you about?" To which he answered, "I am worshipping the Great Spirit!" The question then was, "Where is he to be found?" To which the venerable man replied, "Soldier, where is he not?" and with such energy of expression in his countenance, as made the officer confess he should never forget it to his dying day.-Evangelical Magazine.

THOSE that make new ambiguous words, or unnecessary practices, to be come necessary to Church Communion, and declare all heretics that differ from them, or persecute them at least, would be more frightened from such pernicious courses, if they well knew what have been the effects of them heretofore.-Baxter.

ON PLEASURE.-Whatever disqualifies the mind for the performance of its Religious or Social Duties, though it assume ever so innocent a form, cannot be perfectly right. It is the perfidious property of certain pleasures, that though they seem not to have the smallest harm in themselves, they imperceptibly indispose the mind for every thing truly good.

ON THE INFLUENCE OF THE HOLY SPIRIT.-" Never did I see more need than lately of the exhortation, 'Grieve not the Spirit.' A thousand little inattentions to his admonitions are passed off as trivial things, till those admonitions, those Divine and delicate touches, no longer produce the pain which they used to excite. But the soul which is attentive to the Divine teachings, will become more and more sensible of the guiding eye, the leading hand, the directing voice, which say to those who are wishful not to rest in any thing short of it, "The anointing which ye have received of Him abideth in you, and ye need not that any man teach you; but as the same anointing teacheth you of all things, and is truth, and is no lie, and even as it hath taught you, ye shall abide in Him.' And, truly, I see no other way of profiting by all I meet with, whether means, or friends, or providences, or whatever else, but to get under the Spirit's influence.". Francis Payson.

HOWEL HARRIS.-- "When Mr. Howel Harris began his itinerant preaching in South Wales, which was some years before the Messrs. Wesley visited that part of the country, Mr Gwynne was alarmed at his conduct; and imagining that this Howel Harris might be an incendiary in church and state, he, being a magistrate, determined to put an end to these portentous irregularities. For this purpose he sallied out one day; but said to his lady on going, "I will hear the man myself, before I commit him." The sermon was so truly evangelical, so calculated to arouse the careless, to alarm the wicked, and to encourage the penitent, and the preacher's manner was so zealous and affectionate, that Mr Gwynne thought he resembled one of the apostles. He was so convinced of the purity of his doctrines, and of the benevolence of his motives, that at the end of the discourse he went up to Howel Harris, shook him by the hand, told him how much he had been misled by slanderous reports; avowed his intention of committing him, had they been true; asked his pardon; and, to the amazement of the assembly, entreated him to accompany him back to Garth to supper. Mrs Gwynne, his lady, was a

worthy woman, endowed with a superior understanding, and distinguished by her love of the poor, whom she supplied regularly with food, clothing, and medicine; but she had the strong prejudices of birth and fortune. She was one of six heiresses, each of whom had £30,000 for their portion, and had married into opulent families. She was a violent enemy to all Presbyterians; and when her husband returned, introducing to her Howel Harris, whom she deemed a man of inferior class, an innovator in the church, and a rebel to the king,-when she heard Mr Gwynne himself, in the presence of his whole family, entreat his forgiveness, acknowledge his error, and pay him great respect, she thought that her poor husband must have lost his senses; and in grief and consternation she quitted the room, nor would return to it till after supper, and till Howel Harris had departed. It is gratifying, however, to add, that such was the effect of Mr H.'s piety, that Mrs Gwynne became reconciled to him; the family became devoted to God; their house was thrown open to the minister of Christ, and their daughter became the wife of Mr Charles Wesley. She died but a few years ago, at the advanced age of ninety-six.

AN Indian, being among his white neighbours, asked for a little tobacco to smoke, and one of them, having some loose in his pocket, gave him a handful. The following day, the Indian came back, enquiring for the donor, saying he had found a quarter of a dollar among the tobacco. Being told that, as it was given him, he might as well keep it, he answered, pointing to his breast, "I got a good man and a bad man here; and the good man say it a'nt mine, I must return it to the owner; the bad man say, why, he gave it you, and it is your own now: the good man say, that not right,the tobacco is yours, not the money: the bad man say, never mind, you got it, go buy some dram: the good man say no so I don't know what to do, and I think I go to sleep; but the good man and the bad man keep talking all night and trouble me, and now I bring the money I

I good."

INTEGRITY.-JOHN COOKE.-" A gentleman of very respectable appearance called rather early one morning at the house of the late Rev. John Cooke, of Maidenhead, and requested to see him. As soon as Mr Cooke entered the room, he said, “Sir, I am an entire stranger to you, and it is business of no very pleasant or ordinary kind that has brought me to Maidenhead. Some years ago, an estate was purchased, for which an adequate value was given at the time. But I find, on looking over the deeds, that although it has been in the possession of my family many years, the sale is not valid, nor my title good, until it is signed by one John Cooke, who was at the time of sale a minor. After much search, by the aid of my legal advisers, Í have ascertained that you are that John Cooke; and now it depends on you, whether what my father honourably purchased, but your father dishonestly sold, shall continue in the possession of my family or not." The gentleman then most frankly opened, and exposed to Mr Cooke a bundle of parchments, containing all the particulars of the sale, with the deeds that had been executed. the time of this application, the estate, it is believed, was worth between three and four hundred pounds per annum. Mr Cooke, after looking over the writings, replied to the following effect :-" Sir, I feel for the The estate is the just right of myself situation in which you are placed. and family, and, in point of law, I could dispossess you and your family; but as I am satisfied, that whatever injustice has been practised on the part of the seller, you have acted have actually paid to another the honourably in the purchase, and price of what is mine; to set your mind at rest, I will affix my signature, although by doing so I shall alienate from my family what they ought to possess. I do so, sir, under the influence of those principles which the Gospel teaches me, and humbly depending upon the care, and wisdom, and bounty of that from my youth, who has always heavenly Father who took me up supplied my necessities, and on whose promise I rely, that he will give me all things needful for life and godliness. He then affixed his signature

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and seal to the title deeds. The gentleman went away amazed at his nobleness of mind, and admiring those principles which had induced him so generously to concede all he could have desired, without even hinting at the necessity of a compromise, or asking any compensation."

WHAT RUINED THE CHURCH ?Ir was the Bishops striving who should be greatest, and turning single churches into associations of many churches, that their power and wealth might be enlarged with their territories, and the turning of arbitrating Bishops into the Common Judicatures, which must govern all Christians, and such like, which poisoned the church.-Baxter.

We read, that when a Heathen surprised a Christian, and beat him with much cruelty, and with great scorn asked him, "What great wonder his Master, Christ, ever did?" The Believer replied, "Even this great miracle, that though thou usest me thus cruelly, I can heartily forgive thee!"

PERFECT, AS GOD IS PERFECT.By aspiring to be like God in power, the angels transgressed and fell; by aspiring to be like God in knowledge, man transgressed and fell; but, by aspiring to the similitude of God in goodness or love, neither man nor angel ever transgressed, or shall transgress, for unto that imitation are we called. -Lord Bacon.

A HINT. IT often happens in controversy that writers misunderstand each other's words, and suppose each other to say what they never intended to say. I think this evil might be prevented, if people were willing to prevent it, in a very simple way. Whenever a person is intending to publish an answer to any publication, I should recommend him first to submit his answer privately to the author of the publication, with a request that, if in any case his words have been misunderstood, he would give such explanations as might set the matter in its proper light. Indeed it would not be amiss, where such a thing is practicable, for the whole controversy to be carried on privately, before being submitted to the public. If, in cases of difference of opinion, persons would ask and give explanations privately, in cor

respondence with each other, a vast amount of tedious writing might be prevented, and far greater service be rendered both to truth and charity, than is usually done in debates. A friend publishes a pamphlet in which there are some things which appear to me to be erroneous, as I understand them. Would it not be best, before I publish a reply, to write and ask the author whether I have rightly understood his meaning; and if I have, give him my reasons for thinking his statements erroneous? If he gives me satisfaction, there needs no reply: if he does not give satisfaction, I am in a better situation for setting the subject in a proper light before the public. Such a correspondence, conducted in a kind and generous manner, would tend to enlighten the minds of both parties, as well as to promote the exercise of genuine Christian charity.

We have seen another pamphlet, written against the pamphlet entitled "Water Baptism," but it does not appear to us to require any answer. The writer speaks very bitterly of the author of " Water Baptism," and represents him as utterly unfit for Christian society, and yet curious enough, he declares Abraham Scott, who writes on the same side as himself, to be more deserving of Church censure than the author of "Water Baptism." Thus, three pamphlets have come to hand, all on one side, all written against the pamphlet called "Water Baptism," and yet all these three pamphlets are as much in opposition to each other, as they are in opposition to the pamphlet against which they are all written. And thus it is with the advocates of sprinkling and immersion generally; we have not met with two that are perfectly agreed on the subject; and yet, strange to say, though they cannot agree on any other point, they still agree to speak harshly of the person who happens to believe them all in error. Though so lost and bewildered in pleading for the obligation of Baptism with water, yet they all agree to represent the man who believes the only baptism now binding on Christians to be the renovation of the soul, as an Infidel. We still need a little more charity: 1 hope we shall shortly have it.