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indeed, must be that infatuation that can lead a parent thus to forget and forgo the yearnings of love, and think to do God service by an immolation so phrenzied and demoniac as that here described. “We should, however, remember that we also are by nature, children of wrath, even as others, and that the natural religion of man, as described by the Apostle in his epistle to the Romans, is "implacableness and unmercifulness.” “ If we now love the truth, the cause, and the servants of Christ, all the praise is due to Him, who hath made us to differ by his grace. This consideration should teach us to bear our cross, patiently and meekly; and to pity and pray for our deluded adversaries.”
MEMOIR OF HARRIET LONSDALE. We have been thinking perhaps the young friends who gather the honey from this little “ Hive,” would be gratified and encouraged to hear of the happy death of a Sabbath Scholar. Start not at the mention of Death !-to Harriet, he was not the King of Terrors, his arrows were stingless, for she had faith in the blood of Christ.
Our narrative is simple ; truth is its only adornment.
It is now several years since Harriet Lonsdale first entered Lady Lane Sabbath School; there her infant lips were taught to lisp her Saviour's praise. Her attention and perseverance were rewarded by promotion from class to class until she reached the second, from which she was called to the fellowship of the angels around the throne.
About two years ago, under the faithful ministry of Rev. G. Chesson, her sins became manifest, they opprest her, the load was insupportable, she cried for mercy, The Holy Spirit led her to Calvary, there she beheld Him “who was wounded for our transgressions, and bruised for our iniquities.” “ Amazing love!” she thought,“ that Christ should give His life's blood for a world at enmity to Him;" “but," she said, “ did He, O! did He die for me?" Satan tried hard to make her think that she had not a personal interest in the Atonement. The struggle was severe, but the victory was certain-one believing look on the Crucified, and her burden was gone! The moment she realized “ Jesus died for me,” the fountain of Living Water welled up in her ransomed soul, and its healing streams continued to refresh her during the remainder of her short pilgrimage.
Harriet now became a consistent member of the church, manifesting, by her conduct and conversation, the change of heart, of which she had been the subject: she soon felt (as every true Christian must) great anxiety for the prosperity of the cause of Christ. For her companions and fellowscholars she prayed individually with great earnestness, desiring that they too should partake of like blessings. Harriet's constant study was the Bible, from it she learned that faith without works is dead; therefore she strove by example and in many unobtrusive ways, to promote the glory of God, and in more than one instance her heart's desire has been accomplished.
By-and-bye disease took hold of Harriet's robust frame, health forsook her, and she was laid on a bed of sickness and of death. Enter with me that humble, yet hallowed room, and witness there the triumph of the Cross ! We have often before looked with pleasure on that honest face as its smile greeted us in the schoolroom.
Harrict was never willingly absent from the school. Her lips, too, have often testified the interest she took in the Word of Life, by the thoughtful and sensible remarks made on the lesson for the day. Now she is convulsed with pain, and yet she is cheerful and happy. What earthly power can soothe a dying pillow? None—listen! she speaks of an Unseen Power that sustains in poverty, consoles in affliction, supports in death!-she speaks of a Saviour's love, and exhorts her companions who surround her bed, to give their young hearts to God, and declares her assurance that there is laid up for her a crown of life, which in a few more hours the " Righteous Judge” will place upon her brow!
Death draws very near-she welcomes his approach, and after speaking of her greatest earthly care--an infirm and aged mother, whose support she had been-our dying friend exclaims, “I am ready to depart and be with Christ, which is far better!” Just as the germ-bud that pushes off the decayed leaves in autumn gives the promise of renewed life and vegetation when the winter is past, so Harriet had a hope beyond the grave, blooming with immortality, that when the “ earthly house of her tabernacle should dissolve, she had a building, eternal in the heavens.” This was the secret of her resignation, and even cheerfulness in the chilling presence of the “Insatiate Archer” Death. On the eighth day of her illness she fell asleep in Jesus—it was the 22nd of September last-in her twentieth year. Many of the Sabbath scholars who had known and loved Harriet, followed the soul-less clay of their departed friend to the grave, and there shed the tear of sorrow.
“And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white: for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints." Leeds.
DISOBEDIENCE TO PARENTS. Some time since a young man was sentended to the penitentiary for four years. When the Judge pronounced the judgment of the court, the young man publicly acknowledged that his downward course began in disobedience to his parents. When he was a boy, he thought he knew as much of the world as his father did, and needed not his aid nor advice; but, as soon as he turned his back upon home, temptations came around him like a drove of hyenas, and hurried him on from one excess to another, until he found a lodgment in the States-prison. Thus, many vain and thoughtless boys are unwilling to submit to the wholesome restraints of home, or of the school, and those who would advise them to pursue that course which the Bible, nature and reason dictate, are often regarded by them as antiquated in their views, unkind in their remonstrances and arbitrary in their recommendations. Children are never so safe as when under the kind and anxious supervision of fond and prudent parents, who regard their best interests, by sympathizing with them in all their youthful trials, and as far as possible provide for their physical, and mental wants, and throw around them the sacred endearments, and due restrictions of a well-regulated home. But all children have not the blessings of parental instruction, neither have all been privileged with the holy influences of a well-conducted family circle. Such, however,, may safely rely on the unceasing care of their Heavenly Father, if they confide in his goodness, and trust in his promises. Sometimes the youth may be called from home to learn a trade, or to finish his education, and thus be beyond the immediate restraint and watchful care of his natural protector. But, in this case, he is in the path of duty, and may, with propriety, expect that the grace and providence of God will preserve him from the evil and temptations to which he may be exposed.
Two young men, who had been for some time associates, and both children of decidedly pious parents, were persuaded by some acquaintances to try their fortunes in California. They made up their minds to go, laid their plans, and fixed the time for their departure, and all was carefully concealed from their fond and doating parents. But when the time arrived, and all were ready to start on their perilous journey, one of them declared he could not endure the thought of leaving in such a clandestine manner, and was fearful it would break his parents' hearts,
to leave them without bidding them farewell. He went home for that purpose, and his affectionate mother could not be prevailed on to give her consent to such an adventurous and hazardous enterprise. The young man feared to go without his mother's approval and blessing, and when he found it would be a grief to his aged and affectionate parent, he at once relinquished his designs, and is now settled in a neat and thriving village, and pursuing an honourable calling with every reasonable prospect of success.
His companion objected to see his parents and friends before his departure, because he was aware they would not give their consent, and his mind was fully made up to go at all hazards. In due time he and his companions arrived in that far off land of golden dreams. Soon after he was taken sick, he wrote to his heart-broken parents, that he was in extreme suffering, and reduced to a mere skeleton, and begging them to send the means to help him to return home. The sum required, his father, who is a poor clergyman, has not at his command. He may probably borrow it from some kind-hearted friend, but it will undoubtedly be an embarrassment for years to come, while, at the same time, there is but little hope that the reckless boy will ever reach home. This is only one of the results of disobedience to parents.
“ Honour thy father and mother, which is the first commandment with promise.”
TRAINING OF THE MIND. A SOUND moral discipline, and a well regulated mind, can, under God, carry a man through life so that he will not be the sport and the victim of every change that flits across the scene.
And it cannot be too anxiously borne in mind, that this great attainment is in a remarkable degree under the influence of habit.
Every day that passes, and every step that we take, withont making it the object of earnest attention, renders the acquirement more difficult and uncertain, until a period at length arrives when no power exists in the mind capable of correcting the disorder which habit has fixed. The