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ences—as the wind moves the standing corn-were once at school. They often look back, with feelings of deep and lively interest, to their school-boy days. In after life, you will remember the school with pleasure, or regret, according as you are diligent or indolent, teachable or haughty, amiable or unlovely, careless or attentive, at school. You are now laying up in store, materials either for sincere pleasure, or unavailing regret and sorrow. If your present opportunities are neglected, your feelings will be painful in the extreme. Besides the mere pleasure or pain which such recollections will afford, you will be both disposed and able
to prosecute further improvement, if you wisely improve your school-boy days.
Perhaps some of the readers of these Letters may only have the privilege of attending a Sabbath-school. Well, my young friends, I hope that you will not be discouraged on that account. It is not so much on the number of opportunities which you have, as on the manner in which you improve them, that your progress depends. Many who have had no greater advantages than you, have, by untiring industry, patient perseverance, and earnest prayer to God, risen to high stations in society, and become extensively useful. Blessed nurseries are Sunday-schools; the first elements of knowledge have by many been acquired in them. A strong thirst for information has often been awakened in them, which the largest draughts of knowledge could alone quench. Many minds have thus received an impulse, which has constrained them to run a noble career. Genius of no mean order has been awakened in the Sunday-school. It may, and will, be so again. I hope more than one of the readers of these Letters, will make great progress in knowledge. Why not thou, my young brother! Thou mayest rise-yes, thou mayest greatly excel. Diligently improve all opportunities. Never be unemployed. Never be triflingly employed. Never forget anything you have learned. Be adding something every day to your little store of knowledge. Have a humble opinion of your present attainments, and be determined to advance. What others have done, by the blessing of God, you may do. You may burst the barriers which now confine your energies. It will not be by idle attempts ; it will not be by fitful starts. It will require patience, earnestness, hope, diligence, faith. Others have surmounted greater difficulties. The caterpillar does not burst open Manchester, and a pair of spectacles, which my dear friend, the Rev. J. Peters went with me to purchase just before we left England. Now those two thieves are in the jail in this city, and will very likely be transported for fourteen years, or for life. O my young friends, believe me, idleness, intoxicating liquor, and bad company have led hundreds to the gallows, and thousands to transportation. O if you wish to be happy and useful, keep from the drink which intoxicates, from idleness, and from bad company. My dear children, you have done well in raising money to send a missionary here. The English government has sent hordes of drunkards, thieves, and other abandoned characters to this country. What is one Association Missionary in this great country? O my children, I hope that another will soon be sent who shall reside at Geelong, Adelaide, or Sydney; and may God bless you,
until its wings are formed. It is prepared to rise before it throws off its grave-clothes. What is wanted is inward self-culture—the development of your own powers. Your greatest difficulties may become your best teachers and helpers. Your struggles will strengthen you. Dr. Vaughan very truly says, that, “In the early life of the men of genius, we see less the fruit of circumstances than the power which is not to be controlled by circumstances. The charm of their story commonly is, that they should have done so much for themselves, amidst an outward allotment which did so little for them.” He further says, that two things are necessary that persons may excel—" That there should be power, and that the power should be somewhat severely tried.” These sentences occur in Dr. Vaughan's very able Essay on John Foster and Robert Hall; an Essay that I would recommend all young men to study. I shall not soon forget the influence which the first reading of the above quotation, and other parts of the Essay, had on my own mind. My young friend, do not be frightened by difficulties. If Uncle Joseph could grasp the hand of my young, earnest, humble, and aspiring reader of these Letters, who pants for personal improvement, he would kindly and earnestly say, “Be hopeful, my young brother! Have faith in thyself: but above all, have faith in God. Thou wilt burst thy shell bye and bye : thy wings are forming : thy mind is silently developing its powers. Perhaps thy present circumstances are the most favourable in which thou couldst be placed, for the full and harmonious development of thy various powers. I would say with Paul, “Be not slothful, but a follower of those, who through faith and patience inherit the promises." You are in God's school. His Providence is teaching and leading you.
Be hopeful. Remember, and be cheered by, Tennyson's fine lines :
“ Lives of all great men remind us,
We may make our lives sublime,
Foot-prints on the sands of time-
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
Seeing, may take heart again.”
“ On Hymns." Farewell.
LETTER FROM THE REV. JOSEPH TOWNEND
TO THE TEACHERS AND SCHOLARS IN THE SUNDAY-SCHOOLS
OF THE WESLEYAN METHODIST ASSOCIATION.
COLLINGWOOD, VICTORIA, AUSTRALIA,
January 16th, 1852. MY DEAR FRIENDS,—What wonderful benefits we can derive from reading, writing, and postal arrangements. By such means, although I am so far from those of you who reside in England, I can address you. I, with my dear wife and niece arrived here in safety after a tedious voyage of five months. I shall never forget leaving my native land, with its Sabbaths, Bibles, Ministry, Chapels, and Schools. During our voyage I was troubled with seasickness, more or less, for three months; yet, by the blessing of God, I could preach while the sea was rolling over, when I could not stand without holding fast to the ropes or timbers of our vessel. We had very good congregations, and frequently the brave tars were seen to drop tears, under the preaching of the everlasting Gospel.
Sometimes we had very foul weather, for in winter we had to round the stormy Cape of Good Hope. It was very rough as we crossed Mozambique Channel. Get down your maps and look for that place; it is just at the entrance of the Indian Ocean. See what a body of water rolls between the African coast, and the Island of Madagascar, and think how you would like to cross the mouth of that
Before I conclude I must tell you I was trained in a Sunday-school; and I am proud to know that now part of my salary is raised by Sunday-school scholars. In conclusion, my young friends, help me to praise our common Father that he did not allow the robbers to hurt me; and also, pray for me, that I may be made a great blessing in this distant country.
I am, my dear friends,
AWFUL EFFECTS OF STRONG DRINK. I KNEW a young man who went to college, and studied very successfully. Being of a bright and animated disposition he was often invited to pleasure parties, and although he went to them he never could be prevailed upon to take a glass of wine. He was engaged to be married to a young lady of the first rank, and all seemed to go well and promise future happiness; but intemperance had to do its work. While at a party, the young lady was told about the abstemious conduct of her intended partner. She was told that