ligious life, pleading more eloquently than all. In hailing the Resolution of the Congregation adopted at its annual meeting on Sunday week, and the unanmity of its adoption as to New Chapel and School, rooms, and expressing his assured trust that they would be built if only heart and soul were given to the work, the repeated cheering which followed, manifested the earnest desires of the people upon the subject, at once a pledge of support and an augury of succesful issue. The lateness of the hour prevented the Mayor from calling up additional speakers, or giving the other sentiments that had been prepared, Mr. Harris therefore again briefly addressed the meeting bearing glad testimony to the high and honourable Christian character and conduct of the President of the evening, and proposed, "Our respected Friend and President, the Mayor of Newcastle, honouring Official station by adherence to Christian principle, not sacrificing his Christianity to the attainment of office, or making conscience the picklock to a place." The Mayor, most loudly cheered, replied very suitably and feelingly. A Hymn was sung, and the Rev. J. Gordon concluded the meeting with impressive prayer, and Benediction.

OBITUARY.-At Mulgrave Terrace, Gateshead, May 26, Mr. Thomas Ismay Proctor, aged 34. The death of this young man is another addition to the very severe and mournful losses, recently sustained by the Hanover Square congregation. He was of truly estimable character. He understood well the nature and grace of Christian courtesy. He possessed the power of attaching all classes and ages, through his spirit of kindliness. Anxious for knowledge, he read indefatigably. His memory was retentive and well stored. In the education of the young, he took a lively and practical interest. In all that could be beneficial to his race, he bore, when possible, a willing share. His was the spirit of cheerfulness and hope. The Christianity of Christ he had diligently studied; he was familiar with its evidences, and knew the certainty of the things in which he believed. His filial and fraternal affections were strong within him, and went forth in action. In the prosperity of the congregation with which he was connected, he greatly rejoiced, and cheerfully sustained any labour needful to its furtherance. No situation was too insignificant for his acceptance, provided good would result. Attacked by illness towards the closing months of 1848, his anxiety was to be again in the House of Prayer, and the opening Sabbath of the year saw him an attendant on the Lord's Supper, though in a state of health in which few would have ventured thither. His attendance on public worship was constant, till within a fortnight of his departure. Disease was too deep seated for removal, and he knew it; but the knowledge moved him not from steadfastness of purpose, checked not cheerfulness, inspired no dread. He spoke of death as of friendly agency. His trust was in the Father. To the last moment he was the same. The memory of such a son, and brother, cannot but be precious to afflicted relations, and will not fail to impart consolation, when time shall have somewhat soothed their sorrow. The funeral took place on Tuesday, May 29, in Jesmond Cemetery, the spot selected by his friend and Minister. The service was attended by several members of the Chapel Committee, and other friends, and doubtless would have been attended by many more had the time of its occurrence been known. From "the Gateshead, and County of Durham Observer," of June 9, we subjoin the

following notice :- "Mr. Proctor, of Gateshead, whose early death we had the pain of recording in our last week's obituary, was Provincial Grand Secretary of the Freemasons of this county, and held in high esteem by his brethren of the order. The Provincial Grand Master, John Fawcett, Esq., J. P., Durham, thus feelingly expresses himself on the mournful occasion:

St. James's Place, London, May 31, 1849. WORSHIPFUL SIR AND BROTHER,-I receive with the greatest sorrow and distress the information of our Brother Proctor's death, which must be deplored by all who had the advantage of his acquaintance and knew his worth.

To Masonry in the Province of Durham the loss is at present irreparable, and I shall feel it most severely.

I beg you, also, at a convenient opportunity, to assure the Brethren of the Lodge of Industry, [Gateshead], how sincerely I join with them in lamenting our bereavement, and honouring the memory of our deceased Brother, which cannot be more worthily evinced than by following his example, and endeavouring, as far as possible, to supply his loss, whilst we bow with resignation to the will of the Great Architect of the Universe.

Accept the assurance of my personal esteem, and of my sincerest wishes for the continued prosperity of the Lodge over which you preside; and allow me to subscribe myself, Your faithful Servant and Brother, JOHN FAWCETT, P. G. M.

Mr. F. P. Ionn, W. M. Lodge of Industry, 56. The deceased was very generally known, and as widely beloved and respected, in this district, both from his social qualities and his solid virtues; and it was not the least of his claims to public and private regard, that he was a zealous promoter of the education of the young. A sermon, appropriate to his removal, was preached by the Rev. George Harris, in Hanover Square Chapel, Newcastle, before a large congregation, on Sunday Morning last, from Luke, xii. 37."

At Brattleborough, Vermont, United States, about midnight of Sunday, May 20, Mrs. Freme, relict of the late J. R. Freme, Esq., of Liverpool. This amiable and excelleut woman, known to many of our readers, highly respected and esteemed by all of us who had that privilege, has ceased her existence on earth, not through natural decay, but through a fire which destroyed her dwelling place. Morning and afternoon had she attended her accustomed place of worship that day, and before another day could dawn, she was no longer. Not to herself would that transition come unpreparedly, for she ever strove to be ready for the summons from on high. Mrs. Freme was the daughter of the Rev. Dr. Wells, Minister of the congregation at Bromsgrove, Worcestershire, who emigrated to America more than half a century ago. The daughter strikingly resembled the father. We remember well his venerable appearance, when on a visit to her, and his native England, he preached in Renshaw Street Chapel, Liverpool. On the death of Mr. Freme, Mrs. Freme returned to America, fixing her residence adjacent to those of near relatives, a residence described as commanding a peculiarly beautiful locality. Though removed from England, she ceased not to take a warm interest in efforts for the diffusion of Christian truth in this country, and her benevolence reached many deserving persons and objects. Mrs. Freme had attained a venerable age. Full of good works, she has been called to her everlasting reward.

At Canterbury, on 27th May, in the 39th year of her age, Julia, eldest daughter of John Brent, Esq. In the domestic circle her unexpected removal will long be deplored, and her friends will cherish for years to come, the memory of one they highly esteemed, and who was ever desirous to promote the happiness of all around her. By her death the Black Friars' Chapel has lost one of the most frequent worshippers within its walls, and the Girls' Sunday School is deprived of its chief manager, who always had its interests much at heart.

THE SOURCE OF HAPPINESS TO THE FAMILY, OF PEACE TO THE INDIVIDUAL, OF FERVENCY OF SPIRIT IN THE CHRISTIAN TEMPLE."

Ar a game of definitions some time ago, one of the similitudes for Politeness given in was as follows:-"A gentleman, who, when at Home, is an Angel on Earth, but when hired out to attend at parties, is not worth his wages." At Home all disguises are thrown off, and whatever is shown is real. Politeness at Home is real Politeness. Politeness which is seen only abroad is false Politeness. It is even so with Piety. Piety at Home is the Piety of joy, the Piety of sorrow, of mirth, of uneasiness, of fatigue, of hunger, of sickness, and of death; of all the various moods and sensations of the human system stripped of all disguise. It is real Piety. It is not the Piety, merely, of the morning and evening prayer, of the church, of the sacrament, of the prayer meeting, or even of the serious conversation of kindred spirits. It is not the Piety of one occasion or another, but it is every minute Piety. There is an old saying, "Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves," so is it with Piety. Take care of the minutes, and the days will take care of themselves. Take care of the small occasions, and the great ones will take care of themselves. Piety at Home, then, is real and habitual Piety. Of this kind of Piety I have to make three distinct affirmations. The first is, that it is the source of happiness to the family. This will at once be shown by pointing out in what Piety consists, and by giving a few instances of its action.

Piety then, appears to me to be such a love and reverence of God, as to induce us to submit our will to his will entirely, and with pleasure in every thing, small things as well as great things, at all times, and on all occasions; taking whatever happens as willed or permitted by God, every occurrence of the day and every manifestation of other individuals, and reacting on

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these events and these manifestations, in the spirit of love, seeking, as far as possible, to make them subserve the interests of humanity and the honour of God. As the rule of this reaction, taking reason and conscience, and ascertaining by their aid what is true, and good, and beautiful; making the same appeal which Paul made when he said, "Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." As a principle of action, self, that is the interests of the individual, and the gratification of his desires, is excluded. The man stands free and unshackled, the willing servant of God and his co-worker. His language is, "Speak Lord, thy servant heareth." This Piety is sober, for nothing takes down excitement so much as submission of the will; it is considerate, for reason and the propriety of the thing is the rule; it is blessed, for the submission of the will brings down on the conscience the approbation of God. that all men knew the things that make for their the existence of this blessed law. For from their ignorance of it, what protracted anxiety, what frantic excitement, almost to gashing themselves with knives, what expostulation with God for an outpouring of his Holy Spirit, as if the Father of all were in fault, and did not, like a sun, shine, for ever shine on all whose wills were submitted to his own! A person in a railway carriage once said that she thought that music must have been vouchsafed to man on his expulsion from Paradise, to guide him through the wilderness of this world to the harmonies of Heaven. Another replied, there is a better music than any combination of sounds, or any results of such a combination. It is when submission of the will brings down on the conscience the approbation of God; here is not merely comfort in the wilderness but its annihilation, and a making audible the harmonies of Heaven. In the words of the poet Daniel

This makes, that whatsoever here befalls,

Would peace, even

The Man, within the region of himself, remains
Neighbouring on Heaven, and that no foreign land.

Let us place this kind of piety, then, in the family, and let us observe her in action. Here she sympathizes with sorrow, soothes irritability, and evades anger, gently seeking its cause in order to remove it. She promotes the general improvement and amusement, and goes her rounds setting

all things right, rejoicing in her work. In the morning as she wakes, her first thought is not how shall I pass this day? what amusements shall I have? or what shall I do to my profit? but, what does this one or that one want done? what addition can I make to the general stock? and as she passes in review each member of the family in turn, she loves them, takes pleasure in contemplating them, and finds her happiness in theirs. Every seeming evil, and every real pain she robs of its sting, by showing its connection with the Supreme Disposer of all events, and meekly bowing her gentle head, she cries "The cup that my Father giveth me to drink, shall I not drink it ?” Every joy too acquires new relish, for no thought of the fleeting nature of earthly enjoyment comes in to mar her pleasures. Her home is in the present, and against all apprehensions for the future, she holds up the shield of Faith. Besides, he that gives one pleasure, can give more and better, and so she never sings the song of "All that's bright must fade," but goes on culling fresh roses at every step. Under her sweet influence, the movements of the family, like those of our solar system, go on in regularity and beauty, and when one or other bright ornament of the little circle is lost to sight under what men call Death, Piety takes up her holy song of gratitude, of tender remembrance, but also of unwavering hope; for well she knows, the bright one, like a planet with a lengthened ellipse, has only gone her appointed way, and in the course of her revolution will return. Yes, let us anticipate with certainty and gratitude the time, when Piety shall pervade the whole human family; when want, and disease, and crime shall fade before her approach, as spectres before the morning sun; and such a harmony appear among the mental phenomena of the whole of human kind, as shall surpass that of the heavenly bodies, as far as mind surpasses matter. Then, too, will it be seen, that all the evil which has perplexed men in times past, was but the necessary condition of the allowance of self-education to rude intellects, assailed by strong passions, was owing to the creation of free spirits, in preference to that of mere machines, and the ways of God be justified to man. And the victims who have fallen in this stern conflict, and who have been sacrificed to human progress? O! where can Piety, where would she leave them else, than where they are? in the hands of Him of whom to say that he is the best, the wisest, and the most powerful Spirit in the