that the Bishop and the Puseyites are right as Churchmen. I believe them to be wrong, deplorably wrong, fatally wrong, as the expounders of God's word; but as ministers of the Episcopal Church, I believe they are only acting consistently with their ordination vows, and carrying out the directions and doctrines of "The Book of Common Prayer." If this be so, then it will follow that you pious Churchmen of evangelical views are making a rent, a division, a schism, by staying in the Church; and therefore I beseech you, as honest men and good Christians, to come out from the Church which teaches what you do not believe, and be Dissenters, that you may avoid the sin of being schismatics. Dec. 12, 1847. A FRIEND. The Fragment Basket. HOW TO GET MONEY.-This truth I will speak to the encouragement of the charitable, that what little money I have now by me, I got it almost all, I scarce know how, in that time when I gave most; and since I have had less opportunity of giving, I have had less increase.-Baxter. GOLD IN THE TRUNK.-It was glorious to me to see Christ's exaltation, and the worth and prevalence of all his benefits; and that, because now I could look from myself to Him, and would reckon that all those graces of God, that now were green on me, were yet but like those cracked groats and fourpence-halfpennies that rich men carry in their purses when their gold is in their trunks at home. Oh! I saw my gold was in my trunk at home!-in Christ, my Lord and Saviour! Now Christ was ALL,-all my righteousness; all my sanctification; and all my redemption.-Bunyan's Narrative. GLOOMY THOUGHTS.-There is as much comfort in the word of God, and as much beauty in his works, and as much kindness in his dispensations, as, admitted into the soul, would inundate it with ecstasy. But many hearts are perverse; they let gloomy thoughts and bitter fancies flow freely in, and are almost jealous lest a drop of strong consolation should trickle through on this deluge of Marah. Brethren, it depends on which floodgate you open, whether you be drowned in a tide of joy or of sorrow. It depends on whether your well-springs are above or beneath; whether your consolation or grief abounds. Think much of God's chief mercy, and take thankful note of his lesser gifts; and when you have put on this girdle of gladness, your glory will sing, and your gratitude will dance, your soul will be happy, and your joy will find outlets of adoring praise and vigorous industry.-James Hamilton. GOLDEN DUST.-In order to achieve some good work which you have much at heart, you may not be able to secure an entire week, or even an uninterrupted day; but try what you can make of the broken fragments of time. Glean up its golden dust-those raspings and parings of precious duration, which so many sweep out into the waste of existence.-Ibid. WORK FOR GOD.-It is painful, deeply painful, for the Christian, and especially for the Christian minister, to feel how short the time is, in which, under the happiest circumstances, he can work for God! True, he hopes to spend an eternity in his presence-a sabbath of joy, and rest, and praise; but he knows not, he cannot know, but that when his threescore years and ten have terminated-and how much shorter is the period allotted to mosthis work-days will be over; never again shall he enjoy the privilege of labouring for God, and of extending his king dom; never again shall he find enemies whom love may soften-ignorant, ignorant, be not ashamed to learn. He that is so fondly modest as not to acknowledge his own defects of knowledge, shall in time be so fondly impudent as to justify his own ignorance. Ignorance is the greatest of all infirmities, and, when justified, the greatest of all follies.-Quarles. whom instruction may teach-poor, whom benevolence may aid-brethren, whom encouragement may comfort broken and contrite hearts, which, in the name and by the help of his God, he may bind up. These are privileges which the holiest can scarcely resign without a sigh, for they are services in which an angel might delight, and the highest archangel desire to participate. Lose not, then, the lesson so obviously taught by these reflections: "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with all thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom in the grave whither thou goest."-lent than proud with ten; yea, better Blunt. to be an humble worm than a proud angel.-Flavel. GOOD EFFORT.-Let us lay it down as a principle, that no good effort is entirely useless. Let us never be discouraged, because we do not command an amplitude of means; but, instead of bewailing what is impossible, let us labour to effect what is practicable. Let us never excuse our negligence by accusing our stations; but remember, that the ways of doing good are infinitely various, that they are found in every period of life, in every relation, in every condition, in every circumstance, that the luxury of doing good is so great, that the Father of Mercies has not confined it to a few, all may taste it; all cannot be liberal, but all may be kind; all cannot be generous, but all may be useful.—Jay. RESTRAINT.-The eye of a child would have prevented many a deed, of which your heart and consciences are ashamed; and shall the eye of an allseeing God do less? Can you believe that God knows all, sees all, hears all that passes, and yet scarcely ever be influenced by it a single moment?— Blunt. A STRING OF PEARLS. CERTAIN persons are so averse to ostentation, that nobody knows of their being charitable but themselves. It would be a considerable consolation to the poor and discontented, could they but see the means whereby the wealth they covet has been acquired, or the misery that it entails.Zammerman. IGNORANCE.-So long as thou art RANK.-"It is a terrible thing," says Pascal, "to reflect on the effect of rank; it gives to a child newly born a degree of consideration which half a century of labour and virtue could not procure." It is safer to be humble with one ta THERE was never any air so bad but that a servant of God might breathe it. There was a Job in the land of Uz, a place of profaneness; a Bethel in Bethaven, a house of God in a land of wickedness. There was a Lot in Sodom, a Joseph in Egypt, a David in Mesech and in Kedar; and there were saints in wicked Nero's household. Babylon holds many of God's people; yet, let them not make such places their refuge, much less their election; but remember the call, "Come out of her, my people."-Caryl. INORDINATE affection lays a foundation for inordinate affliction. - M. Henry. THE creeds are the sciences of sciences; the commandments the commands of commands; the Lord's Prayer the prayer of prayers.-Luther. IT is easier to join oneself to a sect than to God.-Adam. IN religion there is no good time but the present time.-Jane Taylor. CAST thy cares entirely upon God; it is his business to govern the worldnot thine.-Baxter. IN evil times it fares best with those who think most of duty and least of safety.-Hammond. IT is a fearful thing to sin, more fearful to delight in sin; yet worse to defend it; but worst of all, to boast of it. If, therefore, I cannot avoid sin, because I am a man, yet I will avoid the delight, defence, and boasting of sin, because I am a Christian.-Bishop Hall. IRRESOLUTION.-In matters of great concern, and which must be attended to, there is no surer argument of a weak mind than irresolution-to be undetermined where the case is so plain, and the necessity so urgent. To be always intending to live a new life, but never to find time to set about it; this is as if a man should put off eating, and drinking, and sleeping, from one day and night to another, till he is starved and destroyed.-Tillotson. OUR prayers for direction will not be answered by a "sign" or a "voice,”there is no "open vision;" but they will be answered by marks of Providence.-Emma L. M. WERE it impossible to "make our calling and election sure," we should not be called upon to do it.-Ibid. WE are not saved from the sense of the Saviour's love, but by that love itself!-Ibid. Do we discern in ourselves any worthiness, anything in us on which the Holy One should set his love? If we do, we may be sure we are not wanting a Saviour.-Ibid. HOLY zeal is one of the best safeguards against the prevalence of unholy and vain thoughts in the mind. Mere watching in order to keep the heart, however diligent, will often defeat its own purpose, and excite the very thoughts and feelings we want to suppress; unless we take care to have something else to think of than their suppression. SOME treat their first experience of the power of the gospel as children do the roots and seeds in their gardens; they are ever pulling them out, to see if they are growing. THE real secret of keeping the heart is, to have something to think about that will keep down foolishness and keep out trifles, by leaving neither room nor time for them. HAVE Something beyond yourself to think of, and let that something be what all Heaven is absorbed with-the outgoings of the kingdom of Christ around you and all round the worldif you would eschew a vain or vacant mind. THE first step of decay in any individual Christian is, leaving off his communion with the Source of strength. THERE is a way through weakness to the greatest strength.-Milton. MAN has ever been desiring to have a visible God. Mark God's goodness in sending Christ-God-Man ! Poetry. A CONFIDENTIAL FRIEND. Nor is this all-his duty will extend And this, with gentle kindness, he should do; If such a friend, my dear, you e'er should get, BUSY BODIES. SOME people do nothing but try With queries they still must you bore, They have known your secrets before, Or anything else, to prevent J. E. R. Your friendship for them still to prove, Because they are anxious to hear Which never was meant for their ear. To counsel such friends I would try; But this is the last thing they'd ask; And quickly you'd hear the "Good bye!" When once you began to your task. Poor mortals! I pity them much, In having nought better to do; But keep me from contact with such, Lest I should resemble them too. J. E. R. The Children's Gallery. MISS E. M. LITTLE. Towards the close of the past year there was a visible alteration for the EMMA MARIA LITTLE, of Trowle Farm, worse in her bodily sufferings, but her near Trowbridge, died on Tuesday, the confidence in God was great; she felt 16th of February, 1847, at the early herself in his hands, and that all her age of sixteen, of pulmonary consump- affliction was the effect of his love. tion. Throughout her severe affliction About three months before her death she possessed that heavenly grace which she expressed a desire to join the Indeproved a firm and unshaken support to pendent Church at Trowbridge. She her soul. She had been brought to was accordingly proposed, and received feel the value of her soul, and great as a member of that church; but beanxiety for its eternal welfare, at the fore the time arrived for her publicly early age of twelve years; and pre- to avow her faith in Jesus, by partak vious to that time had often convictions ing of the emblems of his broken body of conscience on account of sin. The and shed blood, her illness had so inrighteousness and grace of the Re-creased as to prevent her leaving home. deemer were her refuge and hope in Being, however, particularly anxious to her affliction, especially as her latter commemorate his death, the ordinance end approached. of the Lord's Supper was administered by the Rev. T. Mann, her pastor, to her | glory. and a few friends in her room. A short time before her death she was asked the state of her mind. She said that at times the enemy of souls persuaded her to believe that religion was all a delusion; but that she was enabled to look to the Saviour with a firm reliance on his merits for her pardon and justification, and that since she had been proposed to join the church, her tongue had been set at liberty. She continued daily to get weaker; but as the outward man decayed her inward man was renewed day by day, and as she drew nearer to her end her prospect of heaven became brighter. The week before her spirit departed, she thought she was dying. She was then asked how the prospect of death appeared to her; she replied, that the Saviour manifested his presence so much that it nearly overcame her senses. She added that she had received such a foretaste of glory, almost more than her feeble body could contain. The Sunday previous to her death, being in great pain, she said to one of her relatives, My affliction is very great, but very light when compared with that eternal weight of glory which I shall soon enjoy." Being asked by a friend if she were afraid to enter the valley of the shadow of death, she replied, "No, all is well; the Saviour is mine, and I am in peace." She wished her friend good-bye, and told him she never more expected to meet him here below, but hoped they should meet in heaven. On Monday, the 15th, the day before her death, about four o'clock in the afternoon, her dissolution appeared to be drawing near. About five o'clock, thinking she was about to depart, she exclaimed, Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly." She desired one of her brothers to pray, that she might be supported in her last moments. Five times during the evening and night she called upon her father and brothers to read a portion of God's word, and pray with her, and for her happy departure. Several times she fell asleep; and once, on waking, she said, "Oh, what a sweet nap I have had! I have been with Jesus. I thought I was in 66 If such the sweetness of the stream, what must the fountain be!' I have had a glimpse of glory. I long to be there." About four o'clock, the morning she died, she called for her parents, brothers and sisters, and other friends that were in the room, shook hands with them, and wished them good-bye, telling them they would soon be with her, and begging them all to give her up. Seeing her mother weeping she said, “Mother, cannot you give me up?" Her mother could not answer. She said, "You ought to rejoice with me; all is well. Remember the Shunamite, All is well' with me." Her mother then said, "My dear, I promised I would tell you when you were in the valley of the shadow of death. I think it is now!" She replied, "It is no valley to me, for Jesus lightens my path." Almost every hour she would ask what time it was; her tarrying was so long, she wanted to go to glory. To one of her brothers she said, "How many have been standing around this bed? Oh, that I might meet them all in heaven !" She called her father and said, "Tell Mr. Mann to impress my death on the teachers and scholars of the Sunday school, and desire them to flee to Jesus. I have sought and found mercy, so can they; and tell my more distant relations that Jesus is able to save them as well as me. Through his merits I am saved, by nothing of myself. Jesus began the work, and carried it on from first to last." One of her relations was not there; she said, "Tell him I am happy As soon as it was light, she desired her friends to send for Mr. Mann. He came; she was then fast sinking into the arms of death, but all within was peace. Mr. Mann read to her from that part of "The Pilgrim's Progress," where Christian is passing "the river." She felt herself to be in Christian's state, but without his misgivings. She could "feel the bottom;" her feet were resting securely on the promises of her Gcd; she could see the shining ones waiting to receive her on the other side. Mr. Mann asked her if she wished to say anything to him. With a faltering voice she desired him to preach from the words, "Yea, though |