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All her constitutional diffidence was gone; she ex'horted the children to prepare to meet her in heaven ; and to all that came into the room she declared what 'the Lord had done for her soul, conversing of the things of God in a manner that will not soon be forgotten. On the 31st of January, she desired one of her school-fellows to bring her a looking-glass. After looking at herself, she said, “ I am already like a corpse; and after a few more struggles I shall have done!

• Patience and faith, hold out a little more !
Your work will be accomplished speedily,
But a few moments, and these sighs and groans

Shall be exchang'd for everlasting songs." In this happy and patient state of mind, she continued, under heavy bodily affliction, until February 6th, when she entered into the rest that remaineth for the people of God. May my last end be like hers ! Camblesforth.


2. Died, February 26, 1822, THOMAS MEEK, late of Woodhouse-Grove School, Yorkshire. He was the second son of the Rev. Joseph Meek, now of Belpar ;, and was born at Thirsk, July 13th, 1808. From his infancy he was naturally delicate, and subject to a cough; which often excited in the minds of his parents serious apprehensions concerning him. In 1817, however, they considered his health suffie ciently established to bear the discipline of School; and in the summer of that year, sent him to Woodhouse-Grove, where, with the exception of a cough in the winter, and the measles, which he had with several of the other boys, his health was so good, that his mother frequently expressed her surprise on seeing him look so well, and fondly hoped he would overcome his constitutional delicacy. But God, who cannot err, had otherwise determined, and early transplanted him to a richer soil, to bloom for ever in the garden of God. His natural disposition was uncommonly mild and reserved; he seldom, if ever needed correction; a word or a look was a sufficient reproof. Oą December 23, 1821, he was suddenly seized with pleurisy. Various means were used to abate the violence of the symptoms, but with little effect. After he had been confined for a few weeks, his father came over to see him. Afraid that this severe attack would be too much for his tender frame, and anxious as a parent and a christian for the best interests of his child, he with much solicitude entreated him to consider the vast importance of his soul, and the necessity of repentance, and faith in our Lord Jesus Christ. But the great reserve which he had shown to my father, who had usually spoken to him on the state of his mind every evening, accompanying his addresses with prayer, manifested itself to his father also. Yet all who attended him in his affliction were convinced that these important subjects were pondered over in his heart, although his natural timidity prevented him from speaking much upon them to others. One day, his father, having left him for a short time, was on his return presented with the Hymn-book, and requested to read the following verse:

“ Pris'ners of hope, be strong, be bold;

Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear :
Dare to believe! on Christ lay hold!

Wrestle with Christ in mighty prayer !
Tell him we will not let thee go,

Till we thy name, thy nature know !" "The selection of this verse was an encouraging intimation to Mr. Meek, that the SPIRIT of God was working powerfully on the mind of his dear boy. Some time after this he was rather better, and a variety of circumstances compelled Mr. M. to return to his Circuit. After committing him to God in fervent prayer, he left him,--to behold him, alas! no more, till the resurrection of the just. My mother, coming into the room soon after his father's departure, exo pressed her anxiety lest he should grieve, and increase his complaint; þut he very emphatically said, “No! I love you too well to be unhappy. I have every thing I could wish for." His disorder assumed at times a flattering appearance; and hope and fear alternately took possession of our minds. But on Feb. 21st, 1822, he be



came suddenly worse; 'and on the 24th, his father was written for. My mother now felt it right to tell him, in the most tender manner, that all hopes of his recovery were extinct, and urged him to look to JESUS for divine support. From that period he seemed to have no desire to recover; but during the whole of the day, his clasped hands, and agonized countenance, bespoke the anguish of his soul. All who entered the room were distressed by the looks which he cast upon them. It was very evident that he needed not to be told that he was a sinner; he saw and felt it, he was saved from all self-dependance, and evidenced a genuine contrition of soul. Several of the family, during the course of the day, attempted to point him to the LAMB OF GOD, who taketh away the sin of the world; but the humbling views which he had of himself, and his great sufferings, which at many times absorbed his whole attention, prevented him from laying hold, at that time, on the promises of God. Yet his uplifted eyes bespoke the state of his mind, and convinced us that he was wrestling with God in earnest prayer. I sat with him during the greatest part of the night, which to him was sleepless. He spoke little; but seemed restless in body and mind. On entering his room the next morning, I soon perceived the fulfilment of the Scripture, “Sorrow may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”. A sweet composure was apparent in his countenance. I asked him what he thought relative to his recovery; he said, " I shall die.” I inquired, “ Are you comfortable in your mind ?” He raised his eyes, and, with a tone of voice unusually loud, (for it was with great difficulty we could hear him speak,) said, “Yes, I am happy: I know I shall go to heaven.” On communicating this to my parents and sister, our feelings were such as are better felt than described; for we had longed to hear from him some testimony of the goodDess of God to him, before he was removed hence. In the afternoon, my sister, seeing him in deep thought, said, “T'uomas, what are you thinking about?" He replied, “That passage of Scripture, Suffer little

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children to come unto me, and forbid them not : for of such is the kingdom of heaven!"" His bodily sufferings now hourly increased, but not a murmur escaped from his lips. My sister mentioned the sufferings of Job, on which he said, “ Yes; I have read the whole of that since I was ill.” Here I should remark, that during the whole of this severe affliction, he scarcely ever had his Bible and Hymn-book out of his hands. His brother being left alone with him, he called him to his bed-side, and said, “Oh, JOSEPH! whatever you do, spend your time better than I have done. Pray earnestly to God to save you; do not rest satisfied without the forgiveness of your sins; and then it will be well with you when you come to be afflicted.” This address from a dying brother affected him much, and in reply, he asked him, if he had any thing to say to his friends. He answered, “No: only give my kind love to them all, and say, I should have liked to hàve seen my mother.” On the 26th of February, (the day on which he died,) his confidence was strong in the LORD; and though no transports marked his exit, yet his end was peace. During the afternoon, the servant who usually attended him, and to whom he was much attached, seeing him in great pain, inquired if she could do any thing to render him more comfortable. He replied, " Ah, Ellen! I cannot be long here: I cannot bear these sufferings much longer. Ah! I wish I were in heaven!” She said, " But should the Lord see good to permit you to suffer a little longer, I hope you will not be impatient.” He then said, as if recollecting himself, “No! I am quite resigned; it is all for some wise purpose.” He now seemed more composed; and observing his lips move, she inquired if he wanted any thing. He immediately repeated that verse:

“ JESU, my Saviour, Brother, Friend!

On whom I cast my every care;
On whom for all things I depend;

Inspire, and then accept, my prayer!" Here his voice failed, and his speech became inarticulate. The taper of life seemed to quiver in the socket; and he was about to enter into that "rest which remains for the people of God.” Some of the boys, with



whom he had been more particularly intimate, wished to see him ; and on their admission, although scarcely able to speak, he requested me to tell them, “ to live to God, and to spend their time better than he had done.” He requested me to read to him a hymn, which I did ; during which, he appeared to be deeply engaged with God. About half an hour before he died, my father came in; I inquired, if he should pray with him, to which Thomas very feelingly said, 60 yes !” We all knelt around his bed, and in solemn prayer committed his departing spirit into the hands of God. Soon afterwards, he raised himself up; looked on all around; and then, like one worn out with fatigue, laid himself down, and without a struggle or a sigh sweetly fell asleep in Jesus.

Thus was the power of religion evidenced in a child, who, from a naturally timid and reserved disposition, was frequently discouraged; but he was finally saved not only from all doubts respecting his acceptance with God, but from the fear of death, which before had greatly distressed him. Without hesitation I can assert, that, during an affliction of nine weeks, I never heard him utter a single complaint; and the persuasion that he is now before the throne of God,- where they hunger no more, neither thirst; neither doth the sun light on them, nor any heat; for the LAMB, which is in the midst of the throne, dcth feed them, and lead them to living fountains of water; and God doth wipe away all tears from their eyes," – must be the solace of his surviving relatives.

S. M. MARTINDALE. Woodhouse-Grove, March 7, 1822.



(From " Time's Telescope for. 1822.") « The powerful influence of the solar rays now contributes to ripen the various sorts of grain, which are benevolently given for the food of man and cattle. Fine weather is very desirable, that the principal source of the farmer's wealth may be safely housed; for sudden storms beat down the nearly ripened corn, and materially injure it. The time of commencing harvest varies greatly in different districts. It is usually begun in the southern and mid

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