to see them languish-prepared to see our budding hope, our little seminary, branch out its honors, shed abroad its foliage, and multiply its fruits; or withered, from the blossom to the root, by the deadly East-wind of prejudice and parsimonyprepared to see the men who shall refuse their becoming offerings to build up the temple of the Lord of Hosts, put their money in a bag with holes: sow much and reap little; their fortunes scattered to the winds of heaven; and the iniquity of their covetousness or of their passion visited upon their children's children. The flying roll wherein is written "mourning, and lamentation, and woe," passes swiftly over the nations. I hear the portentous roaring of wild misrule. I see approaching the cloud of desolation which is to rain down upon the slumbering churches its tempest of brimstone and salt. My heart is pained within

me.

For myself, an atom in the sum of things, God can do as well without me as with me. The paramount desire of my soul is to proclaim that Saviour whom I hope to meet in the clouds of Heaven ; and to assist in rearing up young heralds of his truth, who shall fight his battles and bear his glory when my feeble voice shall be heard no more, and my clay shall mingle with its kindred earth. I thank my Lord for all the goodness and mercy which have followed me to this day. But if the

hand which has lifted me up is about to cast me down—“ If he shall thus say, I have no delight in thee; behold, here am I, let him do to me as seemeth good unto him."

Dr. MASON's request was granted; and on Friday the 25th of May, he was released from his pastoral charge.

A CONTRAST

BETWEEN THE

DEATH OF A DEIST AND THE DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN:

BEING

A SUCCINCT ACCOUNT OF THAT CELEBRATED INFIDEL,

DAVID HUME, ESQ.

AND OF THAT

EXCELLENT MINISTER OF THE GOSPEL,

SAMUEL FINLEY, D.D.,

IN THEIR LAST MOMENTS.

A CONTRAST,

ETC.

Letter from Adam Smith, LL.D. to William Strahan, Esq., giving some account of Mr. Hume, during his last sickness.

Kirkaldy, Fife Shire, Nov. 9, 1776.

DEAR SIR, It is with a real, though a very melancholy pleasure, that I sit down to give you some account of the behavior of our late excellent friend, Mr. Hume, during his last illness. Though, in his own judgment, his disease was mortal and incurable, yet he allowed himself to be prevailed upon, by the entreaty of his friends, to try what might be the effects of a long journey. A few days before he set out, he wrote that account of his own life, which, together with his other papers, he left to your care. My account, therefore, shall begin where his ends.