pardon it; it is the urgency of poverty, the prostration of humility, the fervency of penitence, the confidence of trust; it is not eloquence but earnestness, not the definition of helplessness, but the feeling of it; not the figures of speech, but compunction of soul; it is the "Lord save us, we perish" of drowning Peter; the of faith to the ear of mercy. cry

Adoration is the noblest employment of created beings; confession the natural language of guilty creatures; gratitude the spontaneous expression of pardoned sinners. Prayer is desire; it is not a conception of the mind, nor a mere effort of the intellect, nor an act of the memory; but an elevation of the soul towards its maker; a pressing sense of our ignorance and infirmity, a consciousness of the perfections of God, of his readiness to hear, of his power to help, of his willingness to save.

Talking about religion is not being religious, but we may bring the spirit of religion into company, and keep it in perpetual operation when we do not professedly make it our subject; we may be constantly advancing its interests, we may, without effort or affectation, be giving an example of candour, of moderation, of humility, of forbearance,—we may employ our influence by correcting falsehood, by checking levity, by discouraging calumny, by vindicating misrepresented merit, by countenancing everything which has a good tendency; in short, by throwing our whole weight, be it great or small, into the right scale.

THE DUKE OF SUSSEX.

Ar the trial of the three wretched men who were accused of the murder of several persons, whose bodies they sold for dissection, such scenes of deliberate wickedness were unfolded, in the investigation of this sad affair, that humanity shudders at the recollection of; the Duke of Sussex, who had given marked attention to the proceedings during the whole day, after the judges, the nobility, and the visitors had retired, rose, and addressing himself to the Lord Mayor, said, “I have always made it a point of attending every trial of national interest that has occurred in the Metropolis, and I have done so, not only from a desire to become acquainted, as far as I could, with the laws of my country, and their practical application, but because, in the station I fill, I feel it to be a sacred duty, to take a personal interest in everything calculated to affect the character or the security of the people of this country. I have never, my Lord Mayor, been present at such inquiries, without their increasing the admiration with which I regard the criminal jurisprudence of England, the most perfect, the most intelligent, and the most humane system that human ingenuity or wisdom ever devised. Upon the present occasion, whatever pain I may have felt at the sad necessity for taking away the lives of the wretched persons whose crimes have excited so powerfully the indignation of the public, I cannot help feeling proud at being the native of a country where such sentiments of indignation have been universally evinced, and where such disinterested

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exertions have been made to expose and bring to justice the perpetrators of crimes, happily, I trust, rare amongst us.

"In what other part of the world indeed, could such a scene be witnessed, as that which we have this day contemplated? The judges of our land,-the learned in our law, the nobility, magistrates, merchants, medical professors, and individuals of every rank in society, anxiously devoting themselves, and co-operating in the one common object of redressing, as far as human power can do so, an injury inflicted upon a pauper child, wandering friendless and unknown in a foreign land; seeing this, I am indeed proud of being an Englishman, and prouder still to be a prince in such a country, and of such a people."

It is impossible to describe the effect produced by the royal duke's eloquent address, (of which we regret we can only give the above imperfect sketch,) upon the numerous and distinguished audience to whom it was addressed.

Morning Chronicle, 12th Mo. 29, 1829.

GENERAL WASHINGTON WAS A GOOD BOY.

THE Marquis de Lafayette repaired to Fredricksburg, previous to his departure for Europe in the fall of 1784, to pay his parting respects to the mother of Washington. Conducted by one of his grandsons, he approached the house, when the young gentleman observed, there sir, is my grandmother. Lafayette beheld, working in the garden, clad in domestic-made

clothes, and her grey head covered with a plain straw bonnet, the mother of his hero; the lady saluted him kindly, observing, ah, Marquis, you see an old woman, but come, I can make you welcome to my poor dwelling, without the parade of changing my dress. Much as Lafayette had heard and seen of the matron before, at this interesting interview, he was charmed and struck with wonder, when he considered her great age, the transcendant elevation of her son, who, surpassing all rivals in the race of glory, bore the palm alone: and at the same time, discovered no change in her plain, yet dignified life and manners, he became assured, that the Roman matron could flourish in the modern day. The Marquis spoke of the happy effects of the Revolution, and the goodly prospect which opened upon independent America, stated his speedy departure to his native land, and paid the tribute of his heart, his love, and admiration of her illustrious son. To the encomiums which he had lavished upon his hero and paternal chief, the matron replied in words, "I am not surprised at what George has done, for he was always a very good boy."

WE read in the Scriptures, that Boaz, in the midst of riches, was laborious, diligent in husbandry, plain without luxury, delicacy, sloth or pride. How affable, how obliging, and kind to his servants. be with you," says he to his reapers:

swered him, "The Lord bless thee."

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beautiful language of religious antiquity; but how little known in our days.

WHEN a young woman behaves to her parents in a manner particularly tender and respectful, from principle as well as nature, there is nothing gentle or good that may not be expected from her, in whatever condition she is placed.

THAT to be great is to be happy, is one of those errors which have almost at all ages prevailed among the generality of mankind. But that to be good is to be happy, is a secret reserved for the wise and virtuous few, who are the grace and ornament of themselves, their friends, and their country.

AGED wisdom, when joined with acknowledged virtue, exerts an authority over the human mind, greater even than that which arises from power and station. It can check the most forward, abash the most profligate, and strike with awe the most giddy and unthinking.

THE LIFE OF A PILGRIM.

WE are pilgrims all, on life's rugged way,

And some wear the stole and the staff;

But how tried are these through their toilsome day,
By the scorner's dreaded laugh.

For, while on they go in their pilgrim guise,

And hat with cockle shells,

How oft the worldly scorner cries,

Lo, folly with cap and bells!