by no means friendly towards these pupils, though in her heart she wished to be one of them. She dated her first real conviction of sin from the following circumstance:-One Sunday evening, while preparing for family prayers, her conduct was such as to merit reproof from her teacher. G. feeling very angry, would not sing, or even look at the hymn that was given out. The first three verses of which were as follows:

"How heavy is the night

That hangs upon our eyes,

Till Christ, with his reviving light,
Upon our souls arise!

"Our guilty spirits dread

To meet the wrath of heaven;
But in his righteousness array'd,
We see our sins forgiv❜n.

"Unholy and impure

Are all our thoughts and ways;
His hands, infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace."

After the first verse was sung, her eye rested on the second, which caused her to shudder at herself: she was also forcibly struck with the third; a strange sensation pervaded her whole frame, and her mental feelings for the next two days were very acute and uncomfortable; but she revealed them to no one till the Wednesday following, when the Holy Spirit was graciously pleased, through the instrumentality of a school-fellow, to impart to her the rich consolations of her Redeemer's pardoning love. She began from this time to seek the Lord in earnest. Her Bible was read with new views and new feelings, and prayer became not merely a duty, but a delightful privilege. So great was her delight in the service of her Saviour, that she felt a longing desire to tell of his love to all around her, and was often heard to say, with a simplicity and warmth natural to her, that she would be a "She Missionary.'

This was about the beginning of the year 1841; and not long after, her health began to decline. She had been very delicate through the winter, and frequently confined to the house with a troublesome cough; but as she suffered from nothing but weakness, she made no complaint, and was seldom absent from her place in the school-room. During her seasons of langour, she was often reminded of the sufferings of her blessed Saviour; and once, when returning from her daily walk, being overcome with a sudden fit of weakness, and scarcely knowing how to reach home, as she rested a little while to recover herself, her thoughts turned to her Saviour's crucifixion, and she remarked to her companion: "What must Jesus have suffered when the cross was set up; how painfully every limb must have been shaken. The exertion of walking shakes me, but it is nothing compared with what He felt for me.' This reflection almost caused her to forget her pains and weakness, and enabled her to continue her walk homeward.

As spring advanced, her cough and weakness increased, which, with many other symptoms of pulmonary disease, alarmed her friends; and she herself was so impressed with the idea that her days were numbered, that she parted with most of her books and other little treasures amongst her school-fellows, and remarking at the same time, "They will no longer be of service to me.'

The superintendent, to whom she was warmly attached, most tenderly and affectionately nursed her during her illness. Her happy state of mind was such, that it was a privilege to be in her company. Her Bible and Text books were always by her side; and the general tenor of her conversation proved the depth of her experience in the knowledge and love of God.

As the weather became warmer, she gained strength; and a visit to the sea, with Miss H. and a few of her companions, proved very beneficial. She was soon after, in the month of June, called upon to present herself to the Bishop for Confirmation; and she entered most heartily into the spirit of this solemn rite, earnestly desiring "to join" herself "to the Lord in a perpetual covenant never to be forgotten." This she considered the happiest event of her life; and with a heart overflowing with joy at the recent discoveries of the love of God to her soul, her sun seemed to be shining without a cloud, when her heavenly Father saw fit to put her love and obedience to the test. Trial awaited her where she least expected it. She had for many months been anticipating with great delight a visit to her own family at the summer vacation, but her father, who lives in the South, was unable to gratify this long cherished expectation. Dear G.'s affectionate heart felt the disappointment keenly, for she was most tenderly attached to her relations, from whom she had been separated three years. But after the first burst of feeling was over, she was enabled to glorify her God by cheerfully submitting to his will. The effect of this trial upon her mind somewhat retarded the re-establishment of her health; but a second visit to the sea was again of great service to her. At the expiration of the holidays, she recommenced her studies with new ardour, and was enabled to pursue them through the autumn and winter with little or no interruption from ill health. The return of spring proved less favourable to her delicate constitution; and her susceptible mind having been previously harassed by peculiar trials, her health suffered in consequence, and she was again confined to her room with cough and other symptoms, as in the former year, though less alarming in their nature, and of shorter duration. She was a second time disappointed of a visit to her friends at Midsummer, which trial she bore with the same Christian resignation as before. As those pupils who pass their holidays at school always go to the sea side, another visit to Silverdale once more, through God's blessing, partially restored her health; but during these holidays her love to God began gradually to grow cold; and though not at first perceptible, yet a circumstance took place, about two or three weeks after the re-opening of the school, too plainly told how far she had been led astray. Owing to some misunderstanding blame was attached to her conduct, where it was really undeserved. A friend, who dearly loved her, being desirous of clearing her from the imputation, if possible, made particular enquiries into the affair; but found G.'s pride and temper were so excited, and that she was indulging such bitter feelings towards the one who had reproved her, that her friend was led to ask her if she could comfortably attend the Table of her Lord, on the following Sunday, while in that spirit. To her grief and astonishment, G. replied, "I do not intend to go." Her friend then remarked, "Oh! G. will you forsake Christ, after all He has done for you?" These words immediately overcame the dear child, and she burst into tears at the remembrance of her ingratitude to her Saviour. It pleased

him by his Spirit to bring conviction home to her mind, and by that power her high thoughts were soon brought into subjection to the obedience of Christ. Referring to this circumstance a short time before her death, she observed to this friend-"Ah! you knew then what a poor delicate child I was, and how much I should soon stand in need of a Saviour: what could I have done without him now?"

She became so blooming and strong through the ensuing autumn and winter, that it was fondly hoped she would outgrow her natural delicacy of constitution. Spring came, and their hopes were confirmed by seeing this lovely flower still thriving. But, alas! in the month of May, she caught cold, which caused a return of her cough, attended with excessive debility. Still it was hoped that as the warm weather advanced, she would get over it; but the languor only increased, and the cough was most distressing. Her medical attendant pronounced her in a dangerous state; but his efforts were so blest, that before the school broke up at Midsummer, 1843, she was able to take short drives. A third time she was disappointed of going home; and though it caused her at first to shed tears, yet her own will seemed so entirely subdued by the grace of God, that she witnessed the departure of her schoolfellows with composure, and even cheerfulness. At the commencement of this last illness, it had been a matter of anxious enquiry with her, why the Lord had again deprived her of health. And speaking to a friend on the subject, she remarked, "I think I have found out some of the reasons the Lord has had in laying me low, and should like to write them down." A small blank book was given to her for the purpose, which after her death was found amongst her papers, containing the following unfinished memoranda, which are here inserted as indicative of the state of her mind.

"Thou, even thou, art to be feared; and who may stand in thy sight when once thou art ANGRY? (Ps. lxxvi. 7.) When I thought to know THIS, it was too painful for me, until I went into the sanctuary of God. Then I understood (Ps. lxxiii. 16, 17.) that God doth not afflict willingly, nor grieve the children of men. But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies. (Lam. iii, 33, 32.) For his soul was grieved for the misery of Israel. (Judges x. 16.) This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. (Lam. iii. 21. Job x.) Show me wherefore thou contendest with me? Ans. Because thou hast left thy first love. Thou hast (in thine heart) forsaken me the fountain of living waters, and hewed out broken cisterns that can hold no water. (Jer. ii. 13.) Thou lovest thy studies more than thou lovest me (Christ.) I commanded thee to love NOT the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. Secondly, In morning and evening prayers, and private devotions, thou hast come to me as my people come, and hast sat before me as my people, and hast heard my words; but thou hast been a hearer of the word, and not a doer."

G.'s health continued to improve during the first two or three weeks of the holidays; and it was hoped that sea air would prove as beneficial as formerly. She was able to take short walks in the air, without suffering much weariness, and also lengthened drives. A letter written at this period describes her feelings on the subject of her recovery.

Casterton, July 7th, 1843. MY OWN DEAR MISS H.,-Sunday was a precious day to me. It seemed indeed as if "she that tarried at home divided the spoil." The Psalms for the day were so beautiful: a part of the 13th verse of the 9th Psalm struck me very much-"Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death." I think it applies to me in two ways. First, the Lord, in his great mercy and in his own time, raised me from the death of sin, to see his marvellous love to me in Christ Jesus. And twice, to all human appearance, I have been lifted from the gates of death. If you look at the next verse of the Psalm, you will see the reason why the Lord spares a little longer, why he keeps us from our home above. It is to do his work, to tell what he has done for our souls.

I am your affectionate and loving child,

G. M. T.

On the 19th of July, at her earnest desire, she was permitted to attend the house of God in the morning-the first time she had done so since May 7th, and it also proved the last. On this occasion she addressed another letter to her dear Miss H., who was then absent from her:

MY VERY PRECIOUS MISS H.,-On Saturday we went to the Servants' School to take a letter: this was the first time I had been further than the garden since May 7th. Yesterday I went to church in the morning: Mrs. W. did not object, as I much wished it. Mr. W. gave us a feasting sermon. I know I shall murder it, if I tell you of it; but I will try my very best. The text was from Psalm xlvi. 10. "Be still, and know that I am God." He divided it into two heads. 1st. The object to be attained. 2nd. The means by which it was to be attained.

"1st. To know God. We may know there is such a Being, from the beauties of nature, the order and regularity of the seasons, and the heavenly bodies. But do we know him in his dark dispensations, practically, in the heart, as a God of love? Oh yes; the Christian well knows, but does he always act as if such were his belief? No! too often he mourns, as if he were hardly dealt with. There are some lambs in the fold, who have not learned their Shepherd's character. To such I would introduce the second part of my subject: 'Be still, and know that I am God.' Now, three things are necessary. 1st. When the Lord seems to be dealing with you in a dark, mysterious way, behave yourself with the greatest reverence, remembering that he is the High and Lofty One. 2ndly. Hope in the promises; lie down in the promises. Hope maketh not ashamed.' 3rdly, and lastly. Exercise the deepest humility; put yourselves as clay in the hands of the potter. The lowly bramble takes no harm from the storm, while the lofty cedar is often blown down."

I could have told you more, if I had written it down as soon as I came from church. I am so sorry I did not think of it. My memory is sadly weakened since this last illness. If I wish to remember any thing, I am obliged to write it down. I have no more time. With sweet love, I am, and ever shall be,

Your affectionate and grateful child,

G. M. T.

G.'s health continuing to improve, her kind friends purposed she should join the rest of her companions, who, like herself, being prevented from various causes visiting their relatives, were spending the vacation at Silverdale. But on the following Sunday she was

seized with another attack on her chest, accompanied with extreme prostration of strength, which at once put a stop to her removal to the sea. It was deemed advisable to send her to the south; but the thought of leaving her kind friends at the school so distressed her, and being by no means in a fit state to bear the fatigue of the journey, it was determined she should remain where she was, and Miss T. (formerly one of her teachers) kindly offered to remain with her, which proposal was thankfully accepted. Some extracts from Miss T.'s communications will shew the dear patient's state of mind, and how great was the privilege of nursing her.

MY DEAR MISS H.,-I send you some texts dear G. has been looking out for your comfort. I am pained to say she has not been well these two days; a slight return of her attack, febrile symptoms, and mucus in the chest. Our medical man recommends she should not be moved. I must not give you all the painful details, without telling you of the sweet relief afforded under this trying visitation, by the dear patient's sweet spirit. The attack came on yesterday, with faintness, and such a sense of weakness, that she wept under it; but strove against it, and asked for the last verse of Isaiah 33. In a little time she recovered, and I sat down to read the chapter she had chosen-John 14th, with the references on the second and third verses. G. wished me to go to chapel, that I might bring something home for her. I left the two children with her; and when I returned, they both told me what a happy morning they had passed in reading the 51st, 32nd, 36th, and 37th Psalms. In the evening, she went on with her selection of texts, and I wrote them down.

Once, she had lain still some time, and then remarked, "This cottage began to shake ten weeks ago, and it is shaking still." Then she said, "There are chinks in it, not windows. I might shut them, but these holes are made instead, so that the light of the kingdom might come in; but if I were to shut the windows, that would be to kick against his rod."

Her minister came to see her, and put the question to her, whether she felt equal to the journey, and if she thought Silverdale likely to do her good. She replied, she should be able to go in two or three days, and the air would do her good. Mr. W. then asked her if she would rather remain here with me, or go with M. P.; charging her to answer honestly and truly what she felt. It was a trying moment for poor G.; but she took courage through her tears to say, she would rather have me with her. Mr. W., in the kindest manner, addressed some words of comfort to her; telling her not to distress herself, but to cast her burden on the Lord, who would order all for the best, saying, in conclusion, "Sweet to lie passive in his hands, and know no will but his."

G. is better, I am thankful to say; her chest is relieved.
Believe me yours affectionately,

M. T.

Casterton, July 24, 1843.

MY DEAR MISS D.,-G. is better, and sends you this verse:

"In every hour of pain or woe,

When nought on earth this heart can cheer,
When sighs will burst, and tears will flow,
Lord, hush the sigh, and chase the tear.'

G.

Look at the hymn beginning, "It is thy hand, my God." pointed it out to me as her source of comfort in an hour of pain and