he exclaimed, Come, Lord Jesus; come quickly!' Observing the grief of his wife, he said, 'Is that right, my dear? is that right? We shall soon meet in heaven.' She replied, I hope so.' He answered, Hope so; we must, we shall: how could it be otherwise?' He afterwards remarked, God has been very merciful in sparing me so long, and making me an instrument of good.' To a friend, who came to his bed-side at that moment, and asked, ' Are you willing to depart and be with Jesus?' he replied,' He is my all in all; my desire, my hope, my confidence.' In reference to the over-ruling pro

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vidence of God, he said, 'It is sweet to commit every thing to God, small and great.' To another person who observed to him, My friend, you are happy in being prepared for the change.' He answered, I go rejoicing; I am safe.' At six o'clock he offered up a short, comprehensive, connected, and fervent prayer, and concluded by saying very emphatically, For the Redeemer's sake; for the Redeemer's sake, Amen."

Between nine and ten o'clock of the same evening Dr. Palmer said to him, My dear brother, do you know me?' He replied, with great emphasis, Yes, my dear friend, Dr. Palmer.' Are your prospects still bright?' The same-no change-no change.' • Has death lost its sting?' 'There is a kind of mild, meek, sweet, departing, going down of the soul. I am his, and he is mine.' His friend added, 'What can I want beside?' He answered, Nothing; having loved me, he will love me to the end.' Some little time after, he exclaimed, Oh, glorious expectation-glorious expectation;' and then repeated-

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And waft my spirit home-my spirit home.'

"To a question proposed by Dr. Palmer, he answered, 'I feel a sweet falling of the soul on Jesus. O, what mercy; what mercy! I do not understand it.' Most of these expressions were made with a countenance lighted up by a sweet and heavenly smile.

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“Our dear friend entered upon his everlasting rest, on Friday morning, October 5, 1827, at four o'clock, aged thirty-seven years, and thirteen days."

Thus did the happy spirit of our dear friend depart from its clay tenement, and enter into the joy of its Lord: there to be for ever with Abel, and all the martyrs; with Abraham and all the patriarchs, with Isaac and all the prophets; with Paul, and all the apostles; with Gabriel and all the angels; and above all, with Jesus, and all his ransomed people. Who does not say, "Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord ?" "Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like this!"

All, indeed, are not so highly favoured in their departing moments, as to die fully assured of their personal interest in Christ, and rejoicing in the confident hope of eternal life. That some, like our departed friend, are blessed with these peculiar marks of the Divine favour, both scripture and experience prove; and the death of every such individual is, in each case, a triumphant evidence of the truth of our holy religion. But many of God's people, at the solemn hour of quitting the scenes of sin and sorrow, may pass under a cloud, and be exceedingly harassed by

the assaults of their fell adversary. What is said, however, of those who accompanied Paul in his voyage to Rome, and who were exposed to extreme danger, will be eminently verified in the experience of all those who seem to be broken by the tempests occasioned by indwelling sin, the malevolence of Satan, and the hidings of their heavenly Father's face, at the time of their entering the swellings of Jordan: " And the rest, some on boards, and some on broken pieces of the ship; and so it came to pass that they escaped all safe to land."

Several in this country, I understand, were greatly impressed by the ministrations and conversation of our departed friend. It is my heart's desire and prayer concerning them, that their goodness may not be found like "the morning cloud, and the early dew;" that he may not appear as a witness against them in the day of retribution; but rather that he may have to say concerning them, as well as his numerous spiritual children in America, Behold, I and the children whom the Lord hath given me!" Should any one of them cast an eye on these pages, let me entreat him to beware of returning to the vanities and follies of the world, and exhort him to persevere in "seeking first the kingdom of God and his righteousness."

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The world, with all its fascinations of pleasure and pride, allures but to disappoint, and leaves the credulous sinner a prey to guilt, remorse, and ruin. It may promise much, but it has nothing substantial to bestow. It can do nothing for us in affliction, or in the prospect of death and eternity. Let us labour, then, "not for the meat that perisheth, but for that

which endureth to eternal life."

"One thing is needful;" may it have our supreme regard; and may we be found" followers of them who, through faith and patience, inherit the promises!

Some Extracts from the Sermon preached in the Second Presbyterian Church in Charleston, October 6, 1827, at the Funeral of Dr. Henry, by the Rev. B. Gildersleeve.

THERE may not be an individual present who had an earlier acquaintance with our deceased friend, than he who officiates on this mournful occasion. HENRY had then but recently embraced his Saviour: he had then all the ardour of a first love, sweetly mingling with an ardent constitutional temperament. He would then talk of Jesus, and the riches of his grace. And the private walk, and the prayer meeting, and the social circle, where religion was the theme, can bear witness to the spirituality of his feelings, in the early part of his christian life. He was then the bosom companion of PARSONS and FISK, whose labours have since been finished in a foreign clime, and with whom, we have reason to believe, he is now uniting in worship at the feet of his Saviour. Amid the innumerable temptations of a college-course, nothing occurred to tarnish, in the slightest degree, his christian character. Having, in the providence and grace of God, received a call, as he confidently believed, to the ministry of the Lord Jesus, neither the solicitations of friends, nor the splendid prospects