"He was firm in his defence of truth-like a beaten anvil, he yielded not; yet he was gentle and easy to be entreated. In his journeyings, he was necessarily thrown into society of all grades; but whether with the rich or with the poor, his conduct and spirit were the same. He never forgot that he was a minister of God; and, as such, it was his joy and delight to speak to every man, in season and out of season, words by which they might be saved. Whether in the house, or whether in the street-in his hours of retirement, and in his public ministrations, he was constantly actuated by the same spirit. When he spoke, his conversation was in heaven; and the hearts of his intense friends still burn within them, on every recollection of the gracious words that proceeded from his mouth.

'To means of grace the last respect he shew'd,
Nor sought new paths as wiser than his God:
Their sacred strength preserv'd him from extremes,
Of empty outside, or enthusiast dreams.'

"To hoary age he continued his active and laborious services, doing the work of an evangelist; within a few days of his confinement, by the affliction which terminated his valuable life, he preached in the town of Mountmellick, three times the same day; one service was in the open air. During the continuance of the affliction, although he suffered intense pain, no murmur of impatience escaped his lips; on the contrary, he was enabled to praise God, and to rejoice in hope of the glory of God. In a Word, the Grace of God, and the promises of Holy Scripture, which he delighted to recommend to others, in life and in death, were the support and rejoicing of his own heart."

Yesterday was a gracious day to my soul, in the Abbey street Chapel. The interior is spacious and elegant; has a fine organ, and the congregation is second to none I have ever seen, either in respectability or intelligence. My morning text was Deut. viii. 2. Many acknowledged, with streaming eyes, the mercies of God, and the designs of his providence. In the afternoon, fifty persons, who had been converted lately in this chapel, came forward to give public thanks to God, for his pardoning love. At night, to a congregation of not less than two thousand, I cried, "How long halt ye between two opinions," &c. 1 Kings, xviii. 21. It was an awful time, seventy persons came forward as penitents, and many found mercy. Remember me in much love to I remain, your brother in Christ Jesus.

*****

J. C.

P. S. Should you see Mr. ***** before I answer his letter, please give my love, and say, a tender conscience is like the eye: when dust or dirt has intruded, it ceases not weeping till it is relieved; but he must not forget, that the blood of Jesus Christ alone, can purge the conscience; and faith in that blood never fails.

"Rock of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in thee;
Let the water and the blood,

From thy wounded side which flow'd,
Be of sin the double cure,

Save from wrath and make me pure."

It is for the want of a recognition of this great truth, that some consciences have never done weeping.

My dear Friend,

LETTER XVII.

Dublin, December 6, 1841.

Do not say a word about any trouble I may be at in writing to you. It is rather a pleasure. My soul is comforted in spending an hour or two, now and then, in corresponding with one, to whom I owe so much, and with whom I have so often taken "sweet counsel." In letter writing, as in many other offices of friendship, many times has your friend realized the truth of Spencer's sentiment,

"His mournful plight is swallowed up unawares,
Forgetful of his own, that minds another's cares."

His

You will ask, "but are you unhappy then?" Oh no! Praise the Lord with me; he has in a great measure silenced the enemy. Satan found it of no use; out of Dublin I would not go, while God was converting souls. He pressed me very sore, but this goaded me to greater ardour in the cause of God. The more he harassed me with temptations, the more I was enabled to prevail against his kingdom. file was very rough, but, by it, my soul became the brighter, and obtained a keener edge, and livelier sensibilities. His fire was very intense, trying and searching the inmost of the soul. What one said of the old blacksmith, my poor soul could say of the adversary, "Every morning he rises fresh to his hammer and his anvil;" but this only nerved me for "my turn," and made me more resolute in attempting to overthrow his strongholds. Oh help me to praise the Lord; for he could say to angels, and men, and devils, when pointing to Dublin,-Is not my word like as a fire, and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces? Jeremiah, xxiii. 29.

circulation, and is admirably calculated to do good wherever it finds its way. We doubt not that Mr. BONSALL, his constant publisher, is still supplied with copies of this as well as his minor publications; and we earnestly recommend all who hold the memory of this excellent man in reverence, to furnish themselves with copies as complete as they can of productions which so fully reflect the mind of their author:

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"This venerable and zealous minister of the Gospel died in this city, after an illness of short duration, on Tuesday, the 14th instant, in the 78th year of his age. During forty-seven years he was ceaselessly engaged in the arduous and important duties of his sacred mission. He was universally known, beloved, and respected by Christians of every denomination. The announcement of his death will cause many hearts to mourn.

"His first religious impressions were produced in the year 1791, by the careful perusal of the Holy Scriptures. He has often mentioned Young's worksthe Night Thoughts,' especially his Infidel Reclaimed,' and 'The Centaur not Fabulous,' as singularly beneficial to him at that period.

"Soon after he experienced the salutary influence of Christian truth, he became deeply impressed with the feeling, that it was his duty to interest himself in the promotion of the spiritual good of others. Accordingly in the year 1792, he commenced his career as an out-door preacher. His first address was delivered in a church-yard at a funeral, to a vast multitude assembled on the occasion. From thenceforward, in the fairs and markets, towns and villages, he read the Holy Scriptures, and enforced divine truth with persuasive energy. He generally, when preaching in the open air, availed himself of his intimate knowledge of the Irish language to engage attention, and instruct his hearers in Divine truth, through the