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neglect of her own domestic duties. In every respect her nousehold was Well ordered. She was a thorough methodist in its arrangements. Every duts had its fixed time, and was executed then. The principle which ruled her was to do everything as to the Lord, and this prevented hurry and confusion, made things to work smoothly and well, and helped to create an atmosphere of peace. Her husband records it to her honour that not once in his life did she discourage him in a right purpose, or, however inconvenient to herself, oppose any good work in which he might be engaged. Her family have risen up to call her blessed; "her husband also, and he praiseth ber."

She was a woman of Christian nobleness. If moved to sternness and indignation it was by the exhibition of mean moral deeds and qualities. She could not soften to leniency towards these. She maintained the dignity which could not stoop to unworthiness, the elevation of character which could not be compromised by it. But blending with her purity there was much of sweetness and grace, beauty and warmth. It is just the tribute of admiration should be given her. Very appropriately may the words of Scripture be applied to her, “ A woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.”



DEATH has been busy of late among the members of our Werneth congregation. The one whose decease is now noticed is the fourth lost within as many months. Sarah Gowenlock was a native of Liverpool, born in the year 1815. Coming to reside at Oldham she joined our Union Street Society thirty-nine years ago. When the Werneti church was formed she united with the friends here, continuing with them in fellowship and prayer to the day of her death. The writer's acquaintance with the subject of these paragraphs was but brief, extending over about five months, yet he can bear joyful testimony to her interest in Christ, and her enjoyment of religion. Mrs. Gowenlock was regular in her attendance at the services of the sanctuary and the social means of grace. As a hearer of the Word she was very attentive ; often have her fixed gaze and the interested expression of her features been observed by the preacher. In class and fellowship meetings her experience was stated clearly and decidedly. She trusted in Christ, she experienced “the love of God shed abroad in her heart by the Holy Ghost." She earnestly desired supplies of Divine grace, whereby to live a truly Christian life. All she said seemed to come from a full heart. Her raperience was not given in set formal phrases, but was expressed naturally, strongly, fervently. At the ladies' sewing meeting she was constant in her attendance, in this and other ways evincing her interest in the prosperity of her Church.

The last sickness of our sister was not a protracted one, continuing only three weeks; her sufferings, however, were very great. Amid all she exercised extraordinary patience, and cheerfully resigned herself to the will of God. During the visits of Christian friends she invariably requested reading and prayer, evincing her interest in the petitions for herself, her family, and friends by frequent and fervent responses. A frequent statement was that she had no desire to live except for the satisfaction of seeing all the members of her family brought to God. Some of us will not easily forget the scene witnessed one evening in her chamber when death was momentarily expected, the whole family with several relations and friends being

present. Reading and prayer were desired, “ as this was probably the last opportunity of an unbroken gathering on earth.” The dying Christian then addressed her children and friends. Soul-stirring was the testimony she bore to the blessedness of religion. “Never had I more satisfaction in religion," she said, “never more peace than at this moment. I know that when taken hence it will be to the presence of my Saviour.” She then recommended the Gospel of Christ to all who had not received it, and prayed that, if never more on earth, they might all meet in heaven. On the 12th of October Sarah Gowenlock quietly fell asleep in Jesus, and on the 15th her mortal remains were interred in the Chadderton Cemetery, to wait the glorious events of the resurrection morn. A sermon having reference to her death was preached at Werneth by the writer on Sunday evening, November 14th, to a large and solemnly attentive congregation.

F. H. R.



OUR Society in Thorne has again been visited by the unceremonious hand of death. We have scarcely committed the remains of one to the grave, before another is released from the toils and sufferings of life to enter the paradise of God. The subject of this memoir was the daughter of Samuel and Jane Bacchus, and was born at Knedlington Hall, near Howden, Yorkshire, July 14, 1793. She was the eldest of eight children. Her father was a member of the Established Church, but he was not possessed of that spirit of exclusiveness and bigotry which is so prevalent at the present day. Consequently, he permitted his daughter not only to attend the ministry of the Rev. J. Newton, Wesleyan, under whose ministry she was brought to a saving knowledge of Christ, but also to join in Church membership with the Wesleyan Society, of which she was a consistent and devoted member until the time of her marriage. Being united in marriage to brother James Jackson, of Thorne (a short memoir of whom appeared in our Magazine about eighteen years ago), on November 11, 1827, she at once connected herself with our people at Thorne, and for many years maintained a position of respect and consistency, being ever ready to help forward, by all the means she could command, the interests of the Church. Her Christian character was best seen at her own fireside, where the principles of our holy religion shone most brilliantly, and from whence she communicated no uncertain light to those connected with her. Her children can bear testimony to her Christian kirdness and forbearance. Her home was the abode of happiness, for Christ dwelt there, and where Christ dwells there must be peace. For thirty years she found it an unspeakable pleasure to minister to the comfort of the preachers appointed to the Thorne Circuit, as well as to the local brethren who made her house their home. Many of our ministers will no doubt remember the kindness and courtesy which marked her conduct, and will testify to her unbounded confidence in God. As a wife she was faithful and affectionate ; as a mother most tender and kind, ever solicitous for the spiritual and temporal welfare of her family. She was indeed "a mother in Israel.” “Well do I remember," writes one of her daughters now living in Thorne,“ how she taught us about God and heaven; how, as our young minds expanded, she repeated to us 'the old, old story,' and answered the many questions that puzzled our youthful brain; now, with a reverence that was unmistakable, she kneeled by our side, to commit us to the care of her Father in heaven; and then taught us to repeat the sweet prayer of childhood; how, at other times, when in the garden amongst the flowers, of which she was so very fond, she would speak to us of God's goodness in having made this world so beautiful; ever trying to instil into our infant minds thoughts of the wisdom and love of God. I fancy I see her now conversing with some aged pilgrim, her countenance beaming with delight as the aged one spoke of the faithfulness of a covenant-keeping God. Truly, the memory of the just is blessed."

With our departed sister religion was not a gloomy but a very joyous thing. She rejoiced in God her Saviour; her joy was “ unspeakable and full of glory." Wherever she went, her countenance, ever radiant with delight, betokened the inexpressible happiness consequent upon a life of faith in the Son of God. But whatever may be seen in health of the grandeur of our religion, it is oftentimes when sufferings overtake us that our Christian graces shine most brilliantly, and the valley of the shadow of death becomes radiant with the glory of heaven. For many years our dear sister was the subject of most acute physical suffering, which was borne with exemplary patience. Being naturally of a cheerful, lively temperament, very few besides herself knew how much she suffered. For eleven months prior to her death she was wholly confined to her bed ; and I must say that I have never seen anyone so resigned to the will of God as our departed sister. She lived next door to heaven itself; her conversation was many times not like the conversation of earth, but as though she spoke the language of the heavenly Canaan. Every week since I came to the Circuit to the time of her death I have called to see her, and truly to be with her was a privilege. If ever I saw the reality of religion it was there ; there her Christian graces shone the brightest, and as I talked to the aged pilgrim of the better land and its enjoyments, her countenance was lit up with a heavenly smile, and she could say, "I am going to be with Jesus, which is far better.” When I prayed with her, it was delightful to hear her loud responses. She possessed in a pre-eminent degree that humility and submissiveness which are so necessary in time of sickness, and she could say truly :

" Christ leads me through no darker rooms

Than He went through before;
He who into God's kingdom comes

Must enter by this door.”

Her state of mind at this time will best be described by the pen of her own daughter. She says : “Her patient submission under most acute and prolonged suffering was beautiful to witness. Often during the night season she would speak of the watchful care of the Most High, saying, I have often prayed we may meet an unbroken family in heaven, and I believe we shall. Father and Maria are already there; they await us on the other shore. While lying here all alone, I have reviewed my past life, I see much to mourn over, yet through all God has been faithful and true. I am on the Rock.' I said to her, What Rock?' The dear one replied The Rock ; Christ Jesus is the Rock in whom I have trusted so many years, and He has never failed me.' I said, “And never will. She answered, • Never, never. On the Sabbath before she died she was inexpressibly happy. She awoke me long before break of day, exclaiming, Oh! how beautiful; oh! how glorious. This is heaven. I said, "What is it, mother?' She replied, 'I think it is not for mortal ears ; I may not tell even thee, my child. Oh! the sweet unity of the Spirit-the unity of the Spirit in the boods of peace. How sweet to feel the Spirit's presence. She continued in the same frame of mind throughout the day, constantly praising God. I do not remember that one murmur escaped her lips through all those wearisome months of pain and suffering. Two days before she died she had a severe struggle with the enemy; but after Earnest prayer and supplication she exclaimed, My Saviour, Thou art my Refuge, in Thee do I trust,' and Satan fled a vanquished foe, and he was permitted to try her no more. She continued very happy and quite conscious to the last. A few moments before she expired, she said in a clear voice, When my Saviour was on the cross He cried, I thirst.' A spoon

fal of water was put to her lips, which she took eagerly, and then another; when a third was offered, she said with the sweetest smile, “Thank you,' no more." These were her last words on earth. Soon heaven opened on her raptured vision, and she drank the new wine in her Father's kingdom.”

“ One gentle sigh, her fetters break;

We scarce can say she's gone
Before her gentle spirit takes

Its mansion near the throne."

Such was the happy life and triumphant death of Ann Jackson. She passed away on the 30th of September, 1875, aged eighty-two years.

“O may I triumph so

When all my warfare 's past,
And, dying, find my latest foe

Beneath my feet at last."




My father was born on January 6, 1828. He was brought up in the fear of the Lord, and throughout his youth the Spirit of God operated upon his mind, but he was not converted until he had reached his twenty-sixth year. Since then he has lived a life of faith, and works, and consistency; first in the south of England, and then in several parts of the north. At Spennymoor he lived some time, and whilst there he devoted his energies to Christ and our cause. From thence he went to Brandon, where he was much loved by the people of God and by all with whom he did business, whether secular or spiritual. He next went to Willington, where he employed his talents in the service and for the glory of God. He was an excellent bass singer, and his whole heart and soul seemed to be in singing the praises of the Lord. Many hundreds of services have been made more efficient and effective by the part he has taken in the service of song. From Willington be went to Cornsay, where our now flourishing Church was in its infancy. Here he showed himself to be an energetic Christian workman, He was the first superintendent of the Sabbath school, which was held in a wood hut, and in the same place many a blessed service was held. Both the school and Church are now large, strong, and flourishing. He was very careful in his conversation, and he always tried to converse for Christ. Hence his example was very powerful. At Crook he was very happy and very useful, and very watchful, and very consistent. His life was always alike, and he was striving every day to be ready for the final call of God. His last place of abode was Cornsay. Here it was he suffered most severely, and at length died with trust and triumph. In the midst of the furnace of affliction, when its flames were almost scorching him, he was patient, and trustful, and happy. Through the grace and power of Christ, he bravely bore his sufferings, and his victory he always ascribed to his Saviour. On his deathbed he tried to be useful, and he was, for he spoke many words of comfort and of cheer to those who by their presence and prayers tried to help him. Near his end he had a terrible conflict with Satan, but the Christian was the conqueror. All fear of death he also overcame, and he looked upon dying as a going home.“ All was right," said he, "for eternity," and with a certainty of heaven as his home, he fell asleep in Jesus, on the 19th of September, 1875.



FEBRUARY, 187 6.



SALVATION has reference to some evil either actual or impending. It is essentially the correlative of existent or possible danger. We cannot conceive of it apart from such relations and conditions. To profter salvation to the secure would be as incongruous as prescribing medicine for the healthy, administering alms to the affluent, or proclaiming liberty to the free. To save is to deliver from, or preserve against, the visitation of evil; and salvation is the introduction into the state of deliverance or security.

There may be, therefore, various kinds of salvation, and what is the precise character of that intended the word itself does not decide. This must be ascertained by considering the subject of which it is affirmed, and the specific sense in which the term is employed.

In tracing the Biblical use of the word we find that it had, at first, chiefly a physical application. In the earlier and historical books of the Old Testament it mostly signifies a deliverance from temporal evil, such as captivity, famine, sickness, or death ; and it is very occasionally, if at all, that it has a moral or spiritual meaning. Joseph, when interpreting the providential design of his exile in Egypt, tells his brethren that God had sent him before them to preserve them a posterity in the earth, and to save their lives with a great deliverance. Jacob, his father, when he was a dying, exclaimed, “I have waited for Thy salvation, O Lord !” alluding no doubt to the temporal deliverances he had sought and obtained at the hands of God. The Hebrews were “saved out of the land of Egypt” by God's interposition in their behalf ; He broke the power of their oppressor so that he was compelled to let them go free. When their destruction also seemed inevitable on the shores of the Red Sea, Moses told them to " stand still and see the salvation of the Lord,

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