came with her to London, and for one year after, that that lady lived, enjoyed all the happynefs fhe could defire. Then death

came, and made a fad change. Her good friend Mrs. Norris dyed fo fuddenly, that the had not time to finish a will fhe intended in Mifs Janfon's favor. She dropt just as she came to the intended beneficial article. She had written, -And whereas Elife anfon hath been my friend and companion for two years, and hath merited my affection by the fervices fhe hath done me, and by her great worth, for--but could fay no more. And to compleat this young lady's bad fortune, the loft every fhilling of four hundred pounds, being money fhe had got for her watch and jewels, and prefents Mrs. Norris had made her at feveral times. man fhe had lent it to failed. liged upon this to go to fervice, was afflicted with a heavy fickness, had much better luck in the world than Mifs Chawcer found. A violent fever however ruined her quite. Almost all her things were fold, and when he began to recover, fhe must have ftarved, had not poor Carola, out of her small ftore, fupported her. She got acquainted with Elife a little before the Sickness came on, and did every thing for her that friendship in her circumstances was able to perform.

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As foon as Mifs Janfon was able to ftir, fhe again looked out for bread, and was hired by a Scotch lady, as I have related, and proceeding with her friend to Kranford, when we faw them. The malady fhe had labored under, obliged her ftill to complain, and in fuch a cafe, to be forced to take so tiresom a journey, to live by being a slave, was what made her express the impatience and lamentations fhe fhewed in her converfation at the inn. While her health was good, she told us, she did not dread an adverfe world; but when pain and weakness preffed her, and her pulfe was low, fhe could not help wifhing her race was at an end. In this fad moment, Mrs. Benlow, as I have fayed, generously interpofed, and brought these ladys to her home. Mifs Chawcer foon gained her whole foul, and became her bofom friend. Mifs Janson the affectionately regards, and keeps her as a companion, in all the happyness she can defire. Mrs. Benlow has in her will provided for their support, if the fhould be called from them. They are no more to trust to the mercy of an unpitying world.

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on the cumstances, are perhaps as extraordinary mifs Chaw- things, in middling life, as have happened in what is part of the eighteenth century.

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fee a fine young creature fly from the religion of Athanafius, and renounce the rattling inventions of our topping monks, which crowned her life with peace and plenty, and the honors of this world; to embrace the holy unitarian religion, that pure Chriflian Deifm, which the Lord of life and glory preached to the world, and established by his precious death and blood; and with it have no other fruit to reap in this life, for any thing the could fee to the contrary, but poverty, hard labor, and contempt; this is wonderful in these times. While the monks not only fin against the light of nature, but express revelation, in paying divine worship to more than one neceffary fpiritual Being, and corrupt the glorious gofpel, by preaching three divine, felf-confcious minds or beings, of the fame unlimited perfections; which enables them to ride in fplendor, and batten in the coftly things of the earth, and its fulness from every corner; this girl, gloriously ftands out, against the dreadful innovation, and forfakes all, because her divine Lord ordered her fo to do, when the truth required it. Though mifery and flavery are to be her lot, with the pure religion of Chrift Jefus, the is fatisfied. That terror, poverty, cannot frighten her to continue in a religion fhe fees abominable and falfe. Let the wheel go over her, she will only worship God the Fa

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ther Almighty, and implore the comforts of his fanctifying Spirit, through Jefus Christ, the ever-bleffed Son of his love. Is not this lovely, fewks? Yes, my friend, it is to the laft degree beautiful and charming! May we imitate this fair enfample, if by any changes of fortune, we should be brought to a like tryal.

And when we turn our eyes from Carola to Elfe Fanfon, how amiable does her conduct appear! She flys from the realm of popery, where she was obliged to bow her knee to Baal; and that he might no more adore the breaden God, gives up her fortune, family, and friends. She found, upon enquiry, that Rome had fubverted the fimplicity of the gofpel, both in faith and worship, and in every age, fince the apoftacy, had encreased her errors and tyranny: that her doctrine and discipline were the greatest corrup tions, and her fuperftitions and crueltys the reverse of pure Christianity: that the Protestants had reafon, and the facred writings for their religion; but Rome had only bulls, councils, calumnys, and Perfecution. She renounces therefore the antichriftian religion of this church, and determines to embrace the pure gofpel of Chrift; though by leaving that damnable and bloody faction, she could expect little more than adverfity and forrow; fuch as the experienced in years of fervitude

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and tribulation; though at last both she and Mifs Chawcer were fo ftrangely delivered from every evil that oppreffed them. Amiable character! We cannot enough admire her! And if ever, by the changes and chances of this lower world, the question fhould be the religion of Rome

Or, Poverty and Mifery? Let us imitate her. If we could gain the whole world, by turning to the Romish communion, and ride lords of the creation by profeffing the execrable inventions of the Latin faction, yet, we must be deplorable lofers, in the end, for rejecting the gospel of Christ. Never approve them, let what will happen. Adhere to the faith and practice of Chrift and his Apoftles, and you will fecure a title to the most glorious recompence, when this fleeting scene of mortality will be vanished. This is most certain. Reason and revelation declare it. From both it is evident, that however a Boffuet, or Michael, bishop of Mantauban, Mandate may varnish over their fynagogue, and by falfhood and oratory, endeavour to render the of that outfide fair and plaufible; yet, within, is ard the every thing deteftable and horrible. The al- Abbe de tars of Rome are idolatrous: Her doctors, the promulgators of error: And by the most dreadful prophanation, the facrates her temples to Satan. Her chief worship is the work of the baker, and a dead woman. The

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