countenances, to think that the tussock of rank grass, the weed, and the thistle, shivering in the wind, were really waving over the resting-places of those who, scarce two years, who scarce one year ago, were their companions, and who three years ago beamed with youth and health and strength like those I then looked on. I cannot express the profound melancholy I felt as I gazed on their burial place near this wild and desolate shore.

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When the Meeting at length broke up, Mrs. Fox and Maria descended from the gallery, and kindly put me under the care of Miss She is a lady, I suppose, about fifty; in appearance something between two very different persons-Miss Tucker, our late Moravian Labouress, and your former sentimental friend, Mrs. F. She has a most benevolent countenance; her dress is rather a worldly dress, stripped and shorn, than a plain dress, which I think has not an agreeable effect. Her manner is most kind, and all she says is good, though I think she has acquired a slight shade of that wailing tone so common, I know not why, amongst some evangelical people, which is not according to my taste. She is, however, a very excellent person, universally well spoken of, entirely devoted to a mother ninety-four years of age, whom she never leaves. She was most kind, and took me

one; and also to a cottage he has on the cliff, which is truly beautiful; and we then walked on the beach, between Marazion and the Lizard. She was most obliging, yet I should have enjoyed her company more, if we had not been at cross purposes the whole time.

"I being very much bent on mineralogy, and knowing Saint Michael's Mount to be a most celebrated place for minerals, and having but this hour, was longing to know all about them, whereas Miss also, having but this hour with a Bristol person, was intent on hearing the biography of all the Bristol reputed saints, so that our conversation was much as follows:

"Miss -You enjoy a great and unspeakable privilege, Madam, in being situated where you can so constantly have the advantage of sitting under Mr.'s ministry, and conversing with so many persons sound in doctrine.'

"M. A. S. Many persons of your Church, I believe, esteem it much.-But what a delightful situation you have so near St. Michael's Mount, the richest place in England for specimens of minerals ; many exhibiting such peculiarly good examples of perfect crystalline formations.'

"Miss- Do you know the Honourable Miss Powys, and Lady Southampton, and the Miss Buchans?'

"M. A. S.-I have occasionally met them.Pray have you collected many specimens of the topazes, amethysts, chalcedony, and tin ore, for which this Mount is so celebrated? or can you tell me where I can meet with them?' &c. &c. &c.

"Miss talking like Christian in Pilgrim's Progress,' and I like Mammon in Milton's Paradise Lost.' Thus we went on à tort et à travers, till half-past one, when Miss

kindly took me to

John Barclay's, where we were to dine."

To the same.

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tinguish the mother's voice by its earnest and yearning tenderness; occasionally the deep voice of the father, in serious exhortation; but oftener the little voices of the children, of whom it may be truly said, that God has perfected praise ;' for the deep feeling of the love of God seems to live and glow in every little heart. Then I used to hear the trampling of many little feet, as the three children, and their maid, and Frances and Emma, with Maria Fox, and a mule to assist in carrying the weary ones, used to set out in company, down the garden, and through the lane, to the beach, where, alone in

spectators but the shags and the sea-gulls, they used to bathe.

"It was pleasant to me, as I was dressing, to watch them coming back, winding along the cliffs ; and, as they drew near, Maria, seated on her mule, with little Carry in her arms, Anna Maria by her side, and the others surrounding her, repeating their hymns and psalms, they used to look just like Raffaelle's picture of the Holy Family in the flight to Egypt. Maria's holy and maternal countenance on these occasions I shall never forget; nor the sweet and tender emotion of her children. Little Carry, especially, used to enjoy the ride. 'O Mamma,' said she, one day, 'do let me say my hymn louder, for the poor mule is listening, and cannot hear me.' Their return I used soon to know by Carry or Barclay besetting me, the moment I opened my door, to tell them stories of wild beasts.

"At half-past eight the loud stroke of a Chinese gong called the whole household to assemble for reading. As it resounded through the house and grounds, I thought of the gongs or cymbals used by caravans in the desert, to call the distant wayfaring pilgrims, and give them notice of the wells of water ; and of the beautiful Scripture comparison, so often used in the Psalms and here literally fulfilled, of striking the high-sounding cymbal to call to the wells of salvation, and to bid every thing that hath breath to praise the Lord.”

To the same.

"You, my dear friend, who have always been in the bosom of your own family, and whose present associates do not place you beyond the reach of your early friends, and whose abode has not taken you for ever from the scenes of your early attachments, can scarcely imagine the exquisite and heart-cheering enjoyment it is to me to see those whom I remember as part of the scenery of my early life.

"It is pleasant to me, who live as it were amongst people of a foreign tongue, to look on countenances that have seen those I deeply love, to hear voices they have heard, and to see, as it were, a living memento of times long since for ever passed away, and living only deep buried in a heart-affecting and mournful remembrance.

"I never, I believe, see any one of my own family connections without deeply feeling this; and I have a love and real affection to them, of a sort I never can have to any others. It is as a bond of blood, which no distance of time or place can sever; and I can never look on the face of a Barclay, without feeling that sort of love which we do to a tree or cot, which we remember as part of the scenery of our childhood.

"How far more did I feel in this instance, where the more clearly I saw the more highly I valued.