have been informed there are about eighty three public buildings; two of these are Methodist chapels, one of which is a very respectable building, with a fine organ. The Catholic church is the most elegant in the city. The English cathedral is a shabby old wooden building; but it is well-adorned inside, with monuments, principally to the memory of British officers who have died on this station. The Province House ranks among the most splendid buildings I have seen of the kind: it is built of brown free stone; one hundred and forty feet by seventy, and forty-two feet in height. Everything here combines in such admirable proportion, as to harmonize with the idea of a piece of faultless architecture. I visited the interior, but saw little to admire, except the House of Commons, and the Council Chamber. The latter is adorned with some fine paintings of several of the ancient members of the Royal Family of England.

The harbour of Halifax is thought to be one of the best in America. One thousand ships may be anchored therein with perfect safety, during all seasons of the year. It extends north and south about sixteen miles, and terminates in a beautiful sheet of water, called Bedford Basin, which contains ten square miles of safe anchorage. The ornaments and defence of the harbour are,-First, the Citadel;Second, George's Island, about a quarter of a mile from the town, upon which is a strong fortification. This Island is small, but a most valuable defence.Third, M'Nab's Island, three miles long and half a mile broad. Near this is the Sambro Island. fications frown from different points of these islands. A light-house and round-tower stand at the outlet to the ocean, about three and a half miles from the city. To these may be added, a tower and battery of fifteen cannons on the south side of the peninsula.

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A few days ago, in company with Mr. De Wolfe,

I visited the ruins of Prince William's lodge, (afterwards William IV. of England.) It is situated about two and a half miles from the isthmus, on the western banks of Bedford Basin. Here, about thirty-five years ago, the young prince careered in all the dissipation which wealth and luxury could afford. The building has been rather elegant in its day, but, unlike the ancient castles of Europe, it is not likely long to perpetuate the memory of him whose name it bears. It is of wood; but neglect, and the extreme rigour of the climate, have conspired to render it a complete wreck; so much so, that it is dangerous to enter it. The front is much torn away; this, and the hanging ceilings, tottering floors, and empty chambers, exposed to the gaze of the visiter, render it an object of mournful desolation.

We wandered over the grounds, once laid out in handsome walks, but now totally neglected, and overgrown with grass and weeds. Here and there we espied little summer-houses, painted white, and surrounded with

"The leafy labyrinth of imbowering trees."

But the fingers of desolation are busy upon these also, while human fingers have been writing epitaphs in a great variety of poetic fancies. Several of the verses pencilled upon the walls are not without merit; principally on the vanity of earthly things; all tending to confirm that important sentiment,―

"He builds too low, who builds beneath the skies."

We had not time to copy any of them; but after glancing at the circular wine-house, standing lonely, and decaying, upon a jutting promontory on the brink of the basin, we came away mournfully reflecting. Here is the place where the prince revelled in all the luxuriance of English living; but he has gone

to the grave, and a singular frown of desolation seems to hang over the scenes of his former pleasures.

God has a good,—a lovely people in Halifax. Our meetings are delightful. There is a move among sinners, and one now and again converted to God. Here, as in most places, I met with a little prejudice against the adoption of extraordinary means for the revival of the work of God; but I doubt not, could I remain here two or three months longer, all feeling of this kind would vanish, and we should have a warm and general co-operation from all who love Christ and the souls of men. But I cannot stay. To-morrow, if God permit, I shall sail for England. If his providence conduct me safely over the great deep, you may expect to hear of me from some part of that country. The other night, I gave a lecture on temperance. The audience was very large, and for a time appeared passionless, but when I got fairly into my subject, the cool-tempered Nova Scotians gave ample proof that they were capable of the highest excitement. Every man, woman, and child seemed resolved they would never drink another drop of intoxicating liquor. Two dogs, which had followed their masters to the meeting, got full as much excited as any of the rationals, and gave their full-mouthed applause in their own way. So we had what Thomas describes so nervously,

"The clamour roars of men and boys and dogs.” Success to the Nova Scotians. If they are not as hearty as they should be in religion, I am glad to see them at least whole-souled on the temperance subject. Perhaps the following anecdote may not be unacceptable.

Previous to the above meeting, a committee of the city temperance society waited upon me, and with them they brought an old gentleman, who is a mem

ber of our church and a warm advocate of temperance, to introduce them. In the course of the conversation, he said, "This morning, I was sitting in the barber's shop, and my large dog was waiting for me near the door. A man came in who is an habitual drunkard. He has made efforts several times at reformation, but has again and again fallen into his intemperate habits. This morning he was sober and thoughtful. I said to him. 'Do you see that dog?' 'Yes, I do,' said he, and a fine one he is too.' I then ordered the barber's boy to hand me an empty glass, and I held it toward the dog's mouth; but the poor animal sneaked away, with his tail between his legs, as if he were ashamed, or was about to receive a severe chastisement. The poor fellow expressing some surprize, I asked him if he knew the reason why that dog sneaked away so. 'No sir, why does he that?'

'Well friend, that dog was once made drunk, and ever since, if a glass is held out to him thus, he acts just so. This is a Newfoundland dog. Some years ago, some fishermen of that country made him drunk; and such is his hatred, on that account, toward any of the craft, that if a fisherman or fisherman's boy should hold out the glass to him, he would capsize him in a moment. He would bite him.' My hearer felt the reproof, and made his exit, not without receiving a lesson which I trust may be made a lasting blessing."

I remain, as ever, your most affectionate brother in Jesus Christ.

J. C.

P. S. In giving an account of my own adventures, I had nearly forgotten a few words to ****** And what shall I say? Perhaps the following, from a very old divine, may be useful to his disconsolate soul. "Unsubmissiveness to God's will, is the fountain of all man's woe: the quiet resignation of our

persons and portions to God's pleasure, is the only sleeping pill which can give rest to the soul. The best christian is he who can praise God for giving or for taking-who can thank God when he is at addition, and also thank him when he is at subtraction— who can say of God as Bradford the martyr said of the Queen, when asked whether he would petition the Queen for his life, said :- If the Queen will take away my life, I will thank her; if she will banish me, I will thank her; I will thank her if she burn me; let her do with me how she pleaseth, I will thank her.' If we suffer with our will, we gain, by our sufferings a heavenly virtue for a worldly loss or cross; we make a grace of judgment. If we suffer against our will, we suffer nevertheless, and lose all benefit of our suffering." In the above, he shows the distinction between submission to the will of God, and impatience. Request him to read Rev. iii. 19. upon his knees. Farewell.

LETTER XIV.

Liverpool, England, July, 31, 1841.

My dear Friend,

On the 19th inst. I went aboard the steamer Britannia, Captain Clelland, and sailed about seven P. M. I spent fifteen days in Halifax; preached eighteen sermons; several sinners were converted to God; and one class leader professed to have received the blessing of entire sanctification. I formed an acquaintance with some of the excellent of the earth in that city; several of whom accompanied me to the ship. No sooner had we cleared the harbour than