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THE LATE ADMIRAL SIR THOMAS HARDY.
been recognised by England. Only those who are familiar with the history of that part of the world, can have a proper idea of the difficulties he contended with; and how well, by his decision, his vigilance, and prudence, he surmounted them all. While he supported the national dignity, in this distracted state of affairs, he secured the just esteem of all parties for himself.
He received his flag in 1826; and in 1836, on the death of Sir R. Keats, was appointed Governor of Greenwich Hospitala worthy successor of the many distinguished men who have filled that post. For the last twelvemonths it was evident that his health had declined, and that his constitution was breaking. Yet his death was rather sudden. About a month ago, he caught a cold in his stomach; and a week afterwards, in spite of all that the medical attendants could do, he was no more.
It is understood that the veteran officer, about a fortnight before his decease, went into the burial vault, and after examining it rather minutely, observed :-“There is plenty of room for me, and I shall soon be here!” The prediction was very speedily fulfilled.
The report has obtained currency among us, and there seems no reason to question it, that of the veteran blue-jackets who served under this late distinguished officer, there are now only fifty remaining :-twenty-two who were with him in the Victory,' and twenty-eight who served with him in other vessels.
His figure was tall and well formed, and his manners were plain and unassuming. In his intercourse with others, he was always like himself-artless and straightforward, with the most unaffected simplicity of intention :-one of those who have never occasion for a second thought, and who carry the first into execution the moment it is conceived.
Hardy was most ardently attached to Nelson, and his great veneration for the hero of Trafalgar was discovered in his always wearing on his breast the miniature of Nelson, which was presented to him by the immortal hero himself; and in expressing it as his wish, that this miniature might be placed in his coffin, and interred with his remains.
We do not say that Hardy was a hero like his friend, nor even a great man; for, compared with others,“ Sparta has as many sons as good as he !” but he was worthy to be a British admiral. And while Nelson is remembered, Hardy will not be forgotten.
THE POETRY OF PALESTINE.
Extraordinary appearances everywhere proclaim a land teeming with miracles : --the burning sun—the towering eaglemthe barren figtree,--all the poetry--all the pictures of Scripture, every name commemorates a mystery-every grotto announces a prediction,-every hill echoes the accents of a prophet. God himself has spoken in these regions dried up rivers-rent the rocks and opened the grave ! The desert still appears mute with terror! and you would imagine, that it had never presumed to interrupt the silence, since it heard the awful voice of the Eternal,
THE WIND-BOUND FLEET.
[From a Correspondent.) During the last two months we have had a large feet lying windbound here, in the Mumbles roads; a considerable number of them being belonging to St. Ives, who are generally Total Abstinence men, and Wesleyan Methodists,- almost every night preaching or prayermeetings. One night the circuit preacher could not attend, and one of the captains was solicited to fill his place; which he did in a very solemn and able manner, and most suitable to his audience, (generally serious sailors ;) his text Hebrews vi. 19, “ We have this hope as an anchor for the soul.” It was a powerful address, and poor Jack did not require a white surplice or a black gown, but only a jacket and trousers; and spreading his arms, "Whitefield-like,” and encouraging his brother-seamen in the words of his text. On last Sunday afternoon, three of the captains came to see me, being of the number who remained here, although a fair wind, but would not commence their voyage on the Lord's-day. I was much pleased with their company; their countenances and sentiments clearly demonstrated that they had been with Jesus. 0 I long for the salvation of the dear sailors; their situation is often very affecting to my mind; but I am encouraged to believe their best days are “right-a-head.”
A VISIT TO IRELAND, IN THE REVIEW.
[Addressed to the Editor.]
MY DEAR SIR,—You are aware that I have recently paid a visit to Ireland, on behalf of the British and Foreign Sailor's Society ; I am anxious, therefore, to put on record, in your excellent periodical, a few circumstances connected with that visit, which, I trust, may prove interesting to the supporters of the Society, as also expressive of my truly christian regard for those numerous, kind, and warm-hearted
friends I met with in that beautiful isle ; and, above all, as a token of gratitude to God, for the liberal response made to appeals on behalf of the “ Seamen's cause," and for the permanent hold, which, I trust, the Society now has, upon the hearts and understandings of many in Dublin and Cork.
Proceeding from Liverpool, (near to which, while in a railway train, a most merciful preservation was experienced, in a collision with another engine, through the intoxication of the engineer,) by a mail packet, I landed at Kingstown, about seven in the morning, in the midst of torrents of rain. Here is an episcopal mariner's church, with an evangelical clergyman; but, as comparatively few vessels visit or remain at this barbour, it is attended by very few seamen, and the building has therefore become a mere chapel of ease; beside which, experience has proved that seamen prefer more humble, and especially edifices more exclusively appropriated to their use.
Dublin strikes a stranger with pleasure and surprise,–its spacious streetsmits noble buildings,-and its shops, vieing with London; but especially its straight and beautiful river Liffy, running through the centre of the city, and crossed by several elegant bridges. The inhabitants are friends of seamen, as evinced by the lofty column erected to the memory of Nelson, with its colossal statue of that hero on its summit, which stands in the centre of one of the finest streets in Europe. Dublin is an important port, and affords ample scope for the labours of the British and Foreign Sailor's Society. To the honour of this city the spiritual interests of sailors have, for many years, found a prominent place among its very many benevolent institutions. A floating vessel was used as a sanctuary for some years; but, on its becoming dilapidated, a plain and substantial building was erected, called the Mariners' Church, in which a pious, devoted clergyman officiates, and who devotes the greater part of his time to the immortal interests of seamen; but the place is too distant from the usual resort of shipping, to induce many to attend; and the canons of his church prevent his holding those Bethel meetings on board ships, so congenial to their habits, and so much owned by God to their benefit.
Your Society has employed an agent here for some years; but, from his preaching chiefly in the Welsh language, his success has been far from evident; and more efficient means are required to convey the gospel of peace to the hundreds of seamen who visit this port. The average number of vessels daily at the quays is from 160 to 200, containing from twelve to fifteen hundred sailors; and, such is the pleasing change effected among that interesting class of men, that there are generally
two or three pious captains among them, on board whose vessels the Bethel flag might at any time be hoisted. The harbour of Howth, a few miles distant from Dublin, occasionally offers important opportunities to benefit mariners, especially fishermen. Just before my visit, one hundred sail of fishing boats anchored there on a Saturday evening purposely to spend the Lord's-day in quiet. It need not be told, that the greater part of their hardy crews were pious men. They were anxious for public worship ; but no place being near, a room in the Custom house was kindly lent them, where as many as could find room met to sing, and pray, and listen to the glad tidings of salvation from one of their own number, a Wesleyan Methodist from Cornwall. A pious lady, on a visit to Howth, was so delighted with the conduct and conversation of these worthy men, that she invited twenty of them to tea-promised her influence to obtain a larger and more permanent sanctuary for their use; and, when visited by the writer, became a subscriber to the Society, expressing her most ardent wishes for its prosperity. My attention was also drawn to other important ports in Ireland, where efforts to benefit seamen are greatly needed ;-Drogheda, Limerick, Skerries, Waterford, and Londonderry, are crying“ Come over and help us."
It gives me pleasure to record the readiness and cheerfulness with which pulpits were granted, from which to plead the Sailor's cause, and the liberal response which was made to my application by every denomination of christians. A copy of Britannia,' and a Report, was presented to the Lord Lieutenant, who requested me to present his thanks to the Directors for the presentation. From Sir Robert Shaw, Bart., late M.P. for Dublin, the deputation received much kindness, --sharing his hospitality,-recording his name, and that of his lady, as subscribers,—and the expression of their esteem and regard for the Society. The Hon. Judge Crampton felt particularly gratified with Britannia and the Report, and begged to be enrolled a subscriber. To many gentlemen connected with the customs and shipping, the Society is much indebted for the lively interest they expressed in its objects. In one extensive establishment, nearly every gentleman officially engaged became a subscriber, and several of the largest commercial houses in the city most readily followed their example.
From Dublin, I proceeded to Cork, through Kilkenny and Clonmell, gratified by the splendid scenery—the lofty mountains, and occasionally a fertile valley; but grieved to witness in every town and village, and issuing from every cabin, so much wretchedness and abject poverty. Beggars swarming and importuning with unresisting eloquence. Absenteeism and whiskey, are indeed demons of evil in that fine country. For many miles through the country of Tipperary, the greater part of the land was untilled,--scarcely yielding crops worth gathering,
-and wheat fields, choked with weeds, growing higher, and as numerous as the ears of corn; while their owners were lolling against whiskey stores, or inhaling the fragrance of their dunghills and stagnant pools, placed each side their miserable cabins. In this respect the contrast to the English cottage was most striking; for more than sixty miles we looked in vain for a flower, or a fruit tree adorning a poor man's garden,-potatoes, and potatoes only, occupy every inch of soil,--the food of the family, the pig, the fowls, and even the miserable ass employed to draw the turf from the neighbouring bog. And yet, oh ! how light-hearted; how ready to render help to others, if possible, more miserable than theniselves; how pliable for evil or for good, are these children of the mountains !
At Cork, the same kind reception awaited me as at Dublin. The pulpit of the Independent Chapel was readily offered, from which to advocate the claims of seamen. The appeal was responded to with liberality, proportionate to the numbers assembling in that spacious building. May the Great Head of the church speedily conduct some faithful minister to that city to strengthen the hands of the little flock, and gather in many now perishing in darkness ! During my short visit I preached at the Sailors' Room, a spacious well-adapted building; but a more energetic and appropriate agency is needed, to interest the many seamen who constantly resort to this port. I also visited the splendid harbour at Cove, so eminent, during the late war, as the resort of British shipping, especially the navy,-where immense magazines and storehouses are erected, but happily now rendered useless. One solitary seventy-four was at anchor, where hundreds had formerly rode, and she was remaining but for a few weeks to increase her crew. No agency for seamen is needful here; the whole of the commercial shipping having, since the aid of steam has been afforded, gone up to Cork, The merchants and shipowners waited on, most readily became subscribers to the Society, and a benevolent physician of the city kindly accompanied the deputation, to urge, when needful, the claims of seamen.
Whilst on board the steamer which conveyed me to Bristol, I had the pleasure of presenting a copy of Britannia, and a Report to a clergyman from the west of Ireland ; also to a gentleman connected with the Irish bar, who most promptly requested his name might be recorded as a donor to the Society.
With grateful feelings, I trust, I arrived at home, thankful for preserving care for the measure of success afforded in aid of the Society; and delighted to find my beloved people had not been idle in my absence; but, as a token of regard for their pastor, had made an extra effort to reduce the remaining
debt on their chapel. I now only regret that more time could not have been allotted to Ireland, to advocate the objects of the Society ; but, humbly determining, as life and health shall be spared, again to go forth in this field of labour, to aid by my feeble services the objects of so valuable an Institution as the British and Foreign Sailor's Society; and praying that the Great Head of the church may incline the hearts of many ministers to embark in our vessel, and aid her voyage, so that the abundance of the seas may be converted to God, I am, Dear Sir, your's, most truly,
THE CLAIMS OF IRELAND.
A letter addressed to the Rev. J. ADEY, London, by a Student.
My DEAR SIR,-I am happy to see the great interest which you appear to take in the spiritual state and welfare of Ireland. Our dear friends in England, too often forget their sister country. I am aware that in the heart of many a christian in England, there exists much