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In the last visit but one which Mr. Whitefield paid to America, he spent a day or two at Princeton under the roof of the Rev. Dr. Finley, then president of the college at that place. At dinner the doctor said, "Mr. Whitefield, I hope it will be very long before you will be called home, but when that event shall arrive, I should be glad to hear the noble testimony you will bear for God." You would be disappointed doctor, said Mr. Whitefield. I shall die silent. It it has pleased God to enable me to bear so many testimonies for him during my life, that he will require none from me when I die. No, no, it is your dumb Christians that have walked in fear and darkness, and thereby been unable to bear a testimony for God during their lives, that he compels to speak out for him on their death beds." This anecdote was communicated to the writer of it by a gentleman now living, who was then a student at the college, and a boarder in Dr. Finley's family. The manner of Mr. Whitefield's death verified his prediction.

When Mr. Whitefield was one day preaching in Marketstreet, Philadelphia, from the balcony of the court-house, he cried out, "Father Abraham, who have you in heaven? any episcopalians?" "No!" "Any presbyterians?" "No!" "Any baptists?" "No!" "Have you any methodists there?" "No!" "Have you any independents or seceders?" "No, No!" "Why who have you then?" "We don't know those names here. All that are here are Christians-believers in Christ-men who have overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of his testimony." "O, is this the case? then God help me. God help us all to forget party names, and to become Christians in deed and in truth."

He used to say that all lawyers believed in God and in the devil. For in their criminal indictments they state that the offender acted" without the fear of God, and instigated by the devil."

A person of an amiable, natural disposition, came one day to converse with Mr. Whitefield. On his discovering an inclination in him to rely on his own agreeable temper, and sweetness of manners, he told him, "that he apprehended Satan was cheating him, by leading him to mistake a good disposition for

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the grace of God. I would rather you had the roughness of that man," said he, pointing to a bystander, "than that the tempter should thus deceive you."

On one occasion, preaching in Philadelphia, Mr. Whitefield cried out, "I am going to turn merchant to-day; I have valuable commodities to offer for sale; but I say not as your merchants do, if you come up to my price I'll sell to'you, but if you will come down to my price: for if you have a farthing to bring you cannot be a purchaser here." It is said, a man, distressed with his condition as a sinner, received encouragement from the remark, and departed rejoicing.

Mr. Whitefield used often to say, that Mr. Robert Eastburn, father of the Rev. Joseph Eastburn, of Philadelphia, was the first fruits of his ministry in America.

"I am going," said Mr. Whitefield, from a stage in Philadelphia, "I am going to set a woman to preach to you to-day." While the people were all waiting to see a woman come forward, he cried out, she is a Samaritan; and she says, ¢ Come see a man that told me all things that ever I did. Is not this the Christ?"

THE FINE ARTS.-FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

We had some time since occasion to remark in our life of Rembrandt, that we had not been able to procure a sketch from any of his paintings. This omission we are now able to repair, by presenting on the opposite page a sketch from his picture of "Tobit and his family," &c..

TOBIT AND HIS FAMILY PROSTRATING THEMSELVES BEFORE

THE ANGEL GABRIEL.

TоBIT, a pious man, of the tribe of Naphtali, becoming accidentally blind, sent his son to Ragès, in order to recover some money he had lent to Gabelus. The angel Raphael, under a human form accompanied the youth during his journey, and caused him to marry his cousin Sarah, the widow of seven husbands, whom the devil had destroyed. Tobit afterwards returned to his father's house, whose sight he restored by the scale of a fish, that had been indicated to him by the angel. At the PP

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moment when the two Israelites were desirous of loading him with presents, in testimony of their gratitude, he resumed his natural figure, and disappeared.

This is the moment, chosen by Rembrandt, for the subject of his picture. It presents the most striking beauties, and the greatest defects. The expression of the personages is correct; their attitudes skilfully denote surprise and admiration; the chiaroscuro is perfectly displayed; and the colouring possesses all that vigour and truth, which placed Rembrandt in the rank of the first painters. The drawing of the figures is, however, extremely incorrect. In regard to the drapery, one can scarcely imagine any thing more capricious; and it is almost superfluous to observe, in this part of his art, to what degree the painter has eired against all rule and propriety.

VARIETIES.

NEW ACCOUNT OF THE MANUSCRIPTS FOUND AT HERCULANEUM, BY M. MORGENSTERN.

M. MORGENSTERN, professor at the university of Dorpat, has addressed to the royal society of science at Gottingen, a memoir on the Herculaneum manuscripts, extracted from a learned account of his travels in Italy, which he is about to publish. This memoir contains some curious and little known particulars, which will be read with much interest.

"The rolls of papyrus (says M. Morgenstern) which were discovered on the third of November, 1753, are placed in glass cases, and in the same room in which the process of unrolling them is carried on. Each of the shelves which contain them has a brass number. These half-burned rolls appear like rolls of tobacco. I saw a man at work unfolding them: he was sitting before the ingenious machine invented by father Antonio Piaggio, of which Winckelmann has given a description; it is also correctly described and represented in Bartel's Travels. On coming near these ancient manuscripts, we almost involuntarily hold the breath, for fear any bits of them should be blown away.

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