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Her labours of love in that department were zealous and indefatigable, travelling a circuit of many miles, and obtaining access to persons from whom other collectors were excluded : her success even exceeded the utmost expectations of her friends. She bequeathed five pounds to the Methodist Missions, as a last token of her love to them.

The disease which terminated her life, was "the dreadful malady of the Small Pox; but the power of religion was eminently seen in her triumphant endo A little before her death, a friend said to her, “ You will soon be gone;” she replied, “ O, yes ! I shall: the angels are come,—the angels are come; I am going, -I am going :” and raising herself in token of victory, she departed, aged twenty-four

years. Nantwich, Dec. 11, 1821. THOMAS EASTWOOD.



(From 56 Time's Telescope for 1822.”) “ IN the course of this month all nature begins, as it were, to prepare for its revivification. God, as the Psalmist expresses it,

renews the face of the earth ;' and animate and inanimate nature seem to vie with each other in opening the way to spring. About the 4th or 5th, the woodlark, one of our earliest and sweetest songsters, renews his note ; a week after, the thrush sings; and the yellow-hammer is heard. The chaffinch sings; and the redbreast continues to warble. Turkey-cocks strut and gobble; fieldcrickets open their holes; and wood-owls hoot: gnats play about, and insects swarm under sunny hedges ; the stone-curlew clamours; and frogs croak.

“By the latter end of February the green wood-pecker is heard in the woods, making a loud noise.

“ Bullfinches return to our gardens in February, and though timid half the year, are now fearless and persevering.

“ But few flowers appear in this month : the dwarf-bay puts forth its beautifully red and copious flowers, often entirely concealing the branches ; the laurustinus is in flower, and the great henbit graces the sunny bank with its purple blossom; while the mulberry-coloured catkins of the alder give an air of cheerfulness to the otherwise bare and desolate scene.

“ The principal objects worthy of attention in the vegetable kingdom, in the present month, are the various species of mosses, which are, many of them, in full bloom, exhibiting, like some evergreens, their flowers and fruit at the same time.

“Trifling and insignificant as mosses appear, their uses are by no means inconsiderable : they thrive best in barren places, and

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most of them love cold and moisture; they protect the more tender plants when they begin to expand in the spring, as the experience of the gardener can testify, which teaches him to cover with moss the soil and pots which contain his tenderest plants ; for it equally defends the roots against the scorching sunbeams and the severity of the frost. Several species of mosses grow upon marshes, and in process of time occupy the space formerly filled with water ; forming, in their decayed state, immense beds and masses of peat, which, where coal and wood are scarce, is of great use as fuel. BRIEF ASTRONOMICAL NOTICES,

FOR FEBRUARY, 1822. “ Ox the 6th of this month, the Moon will be visibly eclipsed. The eclipse will commence at 20 minutes past 4 in the morning ; and end about 36 minutes past 6. On the 23d, the crescent of the Moon is seen in a beautiful position, with Venus to the west of her, and SATURN and JUPITER at some distance above brer ; and slie directs her course above these two latter planets. On the 24th, she is perceived to have travelled rapidly from VENUS towards SATURN and JUPITER, and will have passed these latter planets before her next appearance on the 25th, when she will be seen having JUPITER, SATURN, and Venus, all below her.

“ MERCURY is an evening star, at his greatest elongation on the 20th, and stationary on the 26th. In a good horizon towards west south-west, he may be seen to advantage, both before and after his greatest elongation, as he is then about an hour and a half above the horizon after sun-set.

“ VENUS is an evening star, stationary on the 17th. She forms a fine object under SATURN and JUPITER ; being at first three hours and three quarters above the horizon after sun-set; but this duration is daily decreasing.

“Mars is seen after the middle of the month, during the whole night. At first he does not rise till about an hour and three quarters after sun-set; but he rises every succeeding night earlier. On the 19th he is in opposition to the Sun, and consequently will then be seen to great advantage.

“JUPITER and SATURN are evening stars : HERSCHEL is a morning star.”

(Evening Amusements.)


When cherub smiles give place

To full and flowing tears,
My Infant! in thy face

I see the chart of years :
Each smile a joy bestowing,
Each tear a grief foreshowing.

But, young one! it appears,

They differ in amount;
One minute tells more tears

Than a day of smiles can count.
How many clouds we gaze on
For one the Iris plays on !

By day the sunbeam glows,

But soon its rays must set :
Through morn and midnight flows

The sobbing rivulet.
Thus joy awhile keeps glowing,
But grief for ever flowing.

My cup of hope is quaff'd,

Yet this I'll hope for thee :-
Be thou the green young graft

Upon the leafless tree;
And hopes, 'twere vain to nourish,
Be found in thee to flourish:

Thy years a halcyon train

Of blessings smiling round; That bliss I sought in vain

To find-by thee be found : May love and friendship bless thee, Nor woe nor want oppress thee.

Though others' emblem be

The deadly cypress' shade, Be thine the citron tree,

That knows not how to fade, But, through each change of weather, Bears fruit and flowers together.

Thy childhood be as gay

As spring-tide just begun; Thy youth a bright May-day

And ardent as its sun; Thy prime, midsummer,--sweeping O'er harvests ripe and reaping.

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Nor let thy sun's decline

One noble thought assuage;
But rather, like old wine,

Grow generous with age.
Through life thy soul be chainless,
In death thy name be stainless.
When he who writes this verse,

Shall smile not, nor repine,
Be thou beside his hearse,-

He could not look on thine !
And, when thy shroud is o'er thee,
May a son of thine deplore thee.


A Child, eight years old.
MARGARET, we never met before,
And, MARGARET, we may meet no more:

What shall I say at parting ?
Not half a moon has run her race,
Since first I saw your fairy face,
Around this gay and giddy place

Sweet smiles and blushes darting :
Yet from my soul I freely tell,
I cannot help but wish you well.
I dare not wish you countless wealth,
Or host of friends,---unfailing health,

Or freedom from affliction ;
I dare not wish you beauty's prize,
Carnation lips, and bright blue eyes,
That look through tears and break in sighs :
Then hear


benediction ; Of these good gifts be you possest, Just in the measure God thinks best.

But, little MARGARET, may you be,
All that his eye delights to see,
All that He loves and blesses:


The Lord in darkness be your light,
Your friend in need, your shield in fight,
Your health, your treasure, and your might,

Yonr comfort in distresses,
Your joy through every future breath,

your eternal hope in death. Scarborough, Sept, 1814, (MONTGOMERY.)


(See Youth's Instructer, for Jan. 1822, page 13.)
The sun may rise, and rippling streams
Disport them with his orient beams;
In splendour he may cross the skies,
In glory set on western seas :-
But often, long ere he can reach
His splendour's height, or glory's stretch,
Dark clouds o'ercast a dimming veil,
And where he is, no eye can tell.
The seed may sprout, the plant appear,
And live for many, a coming year ;
The flower may pass its latest stage,
And die at last from very age :
But oft, while yet the bud is clos'd,
Some cruel hand, by none oppos'd,
Cuts short the weak, resistless flower,
And plucks the “ creature of an hour."
Thus Edward, in his sun's bright morn,
Was of his opening beauties shorn;
Thus Edward was, while yet in bud,
By death, with eye malignant view'd :
He mark'd the prize,-a prize so pure ;
His shaft was sharp,--his aim was sure.
O'er Edward's grave the willows weep,
On EDWARD's grave the night-dews sleep ;
There cowslips bend their lovely stem,
Emblems of innocence,—and him!


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