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On Sunday night, December 9, her sister said, " I hope, my love, you now find your feet set upon the Rock of ages.” She answered, with confidence, “ Yes ;” and soon afterwards, with her hands and eyes uplifted, said, “ I thank thee, O my dear REDEEMER,” which she often repeated. The whole of that night was spent in prayer and praise ; but from her excessive debility and difficulty of breathing, only detached sentences could be understood. Upon her sister's giving her a little wine, she expressed her gratitude to her, and then, raising her eyes, said,

“ Unnumber'd blessings from thy hands,

I every hour receive.” At another time she said, 6 My dear sister, I now see that my affliction, from beginning to end, has been intended for my good : 'tis mercy all.” On the Monday morning, being informed that her father had arrived, she was much pleased, and said, 6 I long to see my dear father ;" but immediately she sunk into a stupor, which continued till late in the afternoon. As soon as she could be spoken to, her Father said, “ I trust, my dear, you have a good hope through Christ.” She answered, “ Yes.” Her pulse intermitting about half past twelve, the alarming symptoms returned, and every breath became shorter. Her agonized father said, “Tell me, my dear child, once more, have you a bright evidence of your acceptance with God?” She again answered, 66 Yes ;” and whilst he was by prayer committing her spirit into the hands of Him who gave it, she fell asleep in JESUS.

THE JUVENILE NATURALIST,

FOR MARCH, 1822.

(From Time's Telescope for 1822.") “THOSE trees which, in the last month, were budding, now begin to put forth their leaves; and the various appearances of Nature announce the approach of SPRING, Yet is this delightful season often retarded by cold and keen winds, and blowing weather.'-The melody of birds now gradually swells upon the ear. The throstle, second only to the nightingale in song, charms us with the sweetness and variety of its lays. The linnet and the goldfinch join the general concert in this month, and the goldencrowned wren begins its song. The lark, also, must not be forgotten :

THE JUVENILE NATURALIST.

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The cheerful lark, mounting from early bed,

With sweet salutes awakes the drowsy light;
The earth she left, and up to heaven is fled;
There chants her Maker's praises out of sight.

Earth seems a mole-hill, men but ants to be;
Teaching the proud that soar to high degree,

The further up they climb, the less they seem and see. “Those birds which have passed the winter in England now take their departure for more northerly regions. The fieldfares travel to Russia, Sweden, Norway, and even as far as Siberia. They do not arrive in France till December, when they assemble in large flocks of two or three thousand. The red-wing, which frequents the same places, eats the same food, and is very similar in manners to the fieldfare, also takes leave of this country for the season. Soon after, the woodcock wings its aërial voyage to the countries bordering on the Baltic. Some other birds, as the crane and stork, formerly natives of this island, have quitted it entirely, since our cultivation and population have so rapidly increased.

“On the 20th, the vernal equinox takes place, and all nature feels her renovating sway, and seems to rejoice at the retreat of winter. The general or great flow of sap in most trees takes place in this month; this is preparatory to the expanding of the leaves, and ceases when they are out : accordingly, birch is tapped for its sap to be converted into wine, and the maple, in North America, for its juice, to be evaporated for sugar; every 200 lb. of sap yielding 10 lb. of very good sugar. The gooseberry and currant bushes now show their young leaves; the ash its grey buds; and the hazel and the willow exhibit some signs of returning life in their silky enfolded catkins.

“Our gardens begin now to assume somewhat of a cheerful appearance. Crocuses, exhibiting a rich mixture of yellow and purple, ornament the borders; mezerion is in all its beauty; the little flowers • with silver crest and golden eye,' daisies, are scattered over dry pastures; and the pilewort is seen on the moist banks of ditches. The primrose, too, peeps from beneath the hedges.

The leaves of honeysuckles are now nearly expanded : in our gardens, the buds of the cherry tree, the peach, the nectarine, the apricot, and the almond, are fully opened in this month. The buds of the hawthorn and of the larch tree begin to open ; and the tansy emerges out of the ground; ivy-berries are ripe; the coltsfoot, the cotton grass, wood spurge, butcher's broom, the daffodil in moist thickets, the rush, and the spurge laurel, found in woods, are now in bloom. The sweet violet sheds its delicious perfumes in this month.

"The barren strawberry, and the yew tree, are now in flower, and the elder-tree begins to put forth its flower-buds.

"Much amusement may be derived in this month, as well as in the last, from watching the progress of worms, insects, &c. from torpidity to life, particularly on the edges or banks of ponds.

“Bees may now be seen in the garden, culling their various sweets, with never-ceasing industry, and seizing every hour of sunshine and of mild weather to pursue their task of collecting materials for their honied condiment, so grateful to the palate of man."

BRIEF ASTRONOMICAL NOTICES,

FOR MARCH, 1822.. “On the 24th, the crescent of the Moon is seen for above two hours after sun-set in the west, forming, with Saturn and Jupiter under the three first stars of the Ram, a striking appearance; and she will evidently have passed above them before her next appearance. On the 25th, Jupiter and Saturn are seen below her, and she has moved rapidly from them.

“ Mercury is in his inferior conjunction on the 8th, and consequently after that time a morning star, and before it too near the Sun for observations. On the 21st, he is stationary.

" Venus is in her inferior conjunction on the 10th, too near the Sun before that time to be noticed, and after it she becomes a morning-star. On the 30th she is stationary, her motion being retrograde to that time. Her great northern latitude enables her, notwithstanding the unfavourableness of the position of the ecliptic, to fappear much earlier after she has passed the conjunction, than she would otherwise have done ; for in nine days after the conjunction, she is above an hour and a quarter above the horizon before sun-rise.

“ Mars is on the meridian at ten minutes past eleven at night on the 1st, and at nineteen minutes past nine on the 25th.

“ Jupiter is an evening star. Below him is Saturn, and his distance from this planet is continually increasing. " Saturn and Herschel are evening stars.”

(Evening Amusements.)

POETRY.

AN ADDRESS TO A SNOW-DROP.
Child of hoary Winter's reign,
Fairest of the flowery train !
I love to mark thy modest bell,

Meekly bow'd in lowly dell,
The Spring's first offering to the infant year.

The flowers that deck the green hill's side,
Nor all the richer garden's pride,
Impart such dear delight to me,

As thus, in some low vale, to see,
While wintry winds yet rave, thy vestal form appear.

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The Harebell, with its cup of blue,
Teeming with autumnal dew,

May cheer the mountain shepherd's way,
. At the early peep of day;
Or o'er some hermits crystal fountain wave,

Or bloom about his silent cell,
With its widely swinging bell;
Or, where around yon sacred place

The ivy twines with close embrace,
May wet with dewy tears some village maiden's grave.

The Rose, in nature's charms array'd,
Its opening bud but half display'd,
May scent the breezy breath of morn,

Its sweets on early zephyrs borne
To woods and lawns, and rocky vales unknown;

Or when some lover's heart is gay,
On his hymeneal day,
In a flowery chaplet tied,

May, haply, deck his blooming bride,
Its modest, blushing charms just opening like her own.

But, О sweet flower, not all their hues,
Nursed in summer's softest dews,
Can ever match thy spotless form,

Cradled in the angry storm,
While wintry winds their own sad requiems sing.

Thus ere the storms of life are past,
Celestial Hope endures the blast,

Bids us the tempest's fury brave,

· And points to realms beyond the grave, Where sweets perennial grow, through one eternal

spring.

LINES (Written by a Young Person on her recent Separation from affectionate

Relatives.)
FAREWELL to the pleasures I lately have known,

To each social endearing delight;
As a swift winged arrow those pleasures are flown,

And have scarce left a trace of their flight.

For me, I no longer my head may recline

Serene on a Mother's fond breast;
The smiles of my Father no longer are mine,

No more on his bosom caress’d.
Yet over my bleeding disconsolate heart,

Which on earth no enjoyment must know,
Let Mercy her heavenly comforts im part,

And the joys of religion bestow.
For soon shall all earthly delights pass away,
· Like the fair fading blossoms of spring;
In vain we solicit the fugitives' stay,

They die while their beauty we sing.
But, oli! there are joys of more permanent kind,

That bloom in the regions above;
They are pure as the clime, and appear to the mind

As the flowers amaranthine of love.
O let me then chase these soft sorrows away,

And banish their sighs from my breast;
The voice of my SAVIOUR with pleasure obey,

And secure in his promises rest. D- -N.

P.M.

EPITAPH ON LAWRENCE POLWHELE,
An infant Child, buried in the Church-Yard of Manaccan.
Yes, thou art spar'd full many a pang,

Escap'd from sin and care ;
And ever shall a SAVIOUR's love

Such sainted children share. "
66 Hail,” with affection, “6 hail,” he cries,

66 These ransom'd babes of grace ;
For lo! their angels e'er behold

In Heaven my Father's face.”
Thither I see the seraph's wings

Earth's little strangers bear : "
Thee, LAWRENCE, child of innocence,

Thine angel greets thee there.

Printed by T. CORDEUX, 14, City-Road, London.

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