was about to be given out, I said to the deacons : "Now, go round with the boxes, and collect the papers,' -which they did. As I closed the sermon, one of my deacons came behind me, and shewed me a card. I guessed what it was. I looked at it, and I certainly looked with a little incredulity. "It is quite right," said the deacon; and I looked again and read: "Twenty-four thousand copies!" Since then, the number has been increased to thirty thousand. "But what," you may say, "about the payment? for you gave them credit. Did they come up to their promise?"-Oh! I thought I could trust them. I have known them nearly half-a-century, and I knew who I was speaking to. Christmas came, and of L 500 subscribed in that quiet way, with three months' credit into the bargain, there was only L.2 short.

Well, my lord, China is to be supplied with Scriptures; but, remember, this is not to supplement missionaries. The staff must be increased. We have had noble men in China-Morrison, and Milne, and Lake, and Medhurst, and Lockhart, and Hobson, and others; and I must mention another, whose name, I am sure, will be received with welcome and delight by this audience-Bishop Smiththat spiritual, heavenly-minded, and devoted prelate, the Bishop, I believe, of Hong Kong,-who is an honour to his own Church, and who has conciliated the esteem, affection, and confidence of the missionaries of every other Church. It would be unpardonable, on such an occasion, that that name should be passed over in silence; and I do mention it with the profoundest respect and regard, for he has thrown his whole soul into this movement for circulating the Scriptures in China. Members of the Church of England! with such a bishop, send him out a greater staff -men worthy as himself, for he wants troops. With such a leader, what may we not expect under the blessing of Almighty God?

One word, my lord, before I sit down. We want something else besides missionaries-something else besides Bibles-we want earnest, believing, persevering prayer. All these missionaries and Bibles will not convert a single Chinese to God, without the blessing of His own Spirit. We serve a jealous God, who will not give His glory even to His Bible-He will be honoured in His Spirit as well as in His truth. If we would save ourselves from the charge of Bibliolatry, let us remember that the book can do nothing without the Author. While, therefore, we are circulating the Scriptures, let us be earnest in prayer for the

Spirit of God to come upon them. For, do not forget, if the insurgent party be defeated, what will be the consequences?--Christianity, having been identified with the insurgents, will be considered as high treason. So that the destiny of China is trembling in the balance; and it is for God's people, by earnest effort, to take care on which side the scale shall preponderate. Let us take a leaf out of the book of the Roman Catholics. While we renounce their system, let us imbibe the zeal by which it is sustained. That extraordinary man, Francis Xavier, when pacing the deck of the Portuguese vessel that was bearing him to the land on which his heart had been set for conversion to the Catholic Church, on catching sight of the sun-gilded tops of the mountains of China, broke out into the paroxysm of zeal: "Oh! give me China for the crucifix, and all Asia shall fall before her!" Protestants, with the change of a word, may put up the exclamation-oh! let us raise the fervent shout to Heaven, and adopt it as the watchword of our proceedings: "Oh! give us China for the Cross, and all Asia shall fall before her!"-Speech of Rev. J. A. James.

ENTIRE DEVOTION.

WHAT is said of Madame Guyon ought to be true of every one whose engagement is to be the Lord's. It is said of her (See Life, vol. I. p. 108): "She gave herself to the Lord, not only to be His, in the ordinary and mitigated sense of the terms; but to be His wholly, and to be His for ever -to be His in body and in spirit-to be His in personal efforts and influence-to be His in all that she was, and in all that it was possible for her to be. There was no reserve."

I love my God; but with no love of mine,
For I have none to give,

I love thee, Lord; but all the love is Thine;
For by Thy love I live.

I am as nothing; and rejoice to be

Emptied and lost, and swallowed up in Thee.

Thou, Lord, alone art all Thy children need,
And their is none beside;

From Thee the streams of blessedness proceed;
In Thee the blest abide.

Fountain of lite, and all-abounding grace,

Our source, our centre, and our dwelling place.

GENOA.

OME time ago we gave our readers a sketch of the city of Turin, the great capital of Sardinia;

and our

object was to draw attention to the noble work upon which the hearts of so many zealous Christians were set, the founding of a church for the preaching of the pure Gospel, and for the true Protestant worship of God in that Popish city. Turin is celebrated for its Superga, a vast and magnificent temple of Popery, situated on the summit of a hill, within a few miles of the capital. We have gazed with admiration on its architectural beauty-we have been attracted by the gorgeous stateliness of its halls, and wondered at the splendour of its royal sepulchres; but, alas! it is a temple of a degraded and childish superstition; and sad, indeed, was it to witness the devotee of Rome going the round of his perpetual mass to obtain the release of the souls of sceptred kings from the pains of purgatory. A few years ago, the door of access to a pure worship in

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Turin was completely closed. A traveller, in his notes on Turin, wrote thus: "Catholicism here, alas! reigns triumphant! The little candle of the valleys is totally extinguished-all is

Dark, dark, dark,

Unutterably dark! total eclipse!
Without all hope of day!

But it is good to "hope against hope." Happy change! Now, from the neat and spacious Waldensian Church, which we introduced to our readers, by a woodcut, a few months ago, there shines forth, with a higher and more glorious lustre than proceeds from all the marbled majesty and tawdry tinsel of the Superga, the saving and joyous truths of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ.

In a weekly religious journal, The Good News, published at Turin, we find the following account of the new church:

"The church stands in one of the most frequented quarters of the capital, on the magnificent Viale del Re, "The King's Walk,' opposite the terminus of the railway to Genoa. It is surrounded by an elegant iron railing.

"Over the great door is the following inscription in letters of gold:-'Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls.'-Jer. vi. 16. Entering by the great door there is a spacious porch; and on the inner door, opening into the church, are inscribed the words: 'God is a Spirit: and they that worship Him must worship Him in spirit and in truth.'-John iv. 24.

"The church has three spacious aisles, with elegant pillars, capable of containing 1500 persons; and should greater accommodation be required, galleries can at once be added over the side aisles. The pulpit, with the Word of Godthe sole and infallible authority of the Evangelical Church -stands conspicuous in the centre of the apsis; and under the pulpit, upon a platform, is placed the table for the Lord's Supper."

To God be the thanks and praise of so happy an issue! Who will not add their hearty Amen to the prayer uttered on the occasion of its dedication, on the 15th of December last: "Bless, O Lord, this temple; and may it be the city set on a hill, that it may be the bright beacon that shall point out to our countrymen the truth of thy Gospel; that it may be the grain of mustard seed that shall grow up

into a large tree; that it may be the fountain of all thy blessings shed on our dear country!"

Nobly did the hearts of multitudes throughout evangelical Christendom respond to the call to help in the building of this Christian temple. In our own country, one hundred and three collections were made by congregations throughout the country,- some of them in the distant Highlands, who, out of their deep poverty, came forward willingly to help their brethren on the other side of the Alps in the time of their need, and to enable them to take advantage of the opening which the favouring providence of God had given. Of the sum raised for this great and good work, we find that England has furnished about £4000; Scotland, £2000; Holland, £1850,-the fruits of collections ordered throughout all the churches; and donations have been sent from all quarters of Europe, and all ranks, from the king of Prussia, whose name appears for 1000 francs, (£40,) down to the humblest Alpine peasant.

Now that Turin has been supplied with a candlestick on which to hold forth the light of truth, we want another for the second great capital of Sardinia,-GENOA. "The beautiful city of Genoa," we are told, "lies on the coast of the Mediterranean, at the foot of the Ligurian Appennines, in the recess of a wide crescent-like gulf. The town stands partly on the declivity of several hills, rising in the form of a semicircle round the spacious harbours, and partly on a narrow strip of ground between them and the sea. It is enclosed on the land side by a double line of fortifications, the external one being eight miles in length. The higher Appennines rise immediately behind, dividing the waters which run to the Mediterranean by the valleys of Bisagno and Polcevero, from those which flow northward into the Scrivia and Bormida, two affluents of the Po. Upon the summits of these mountains, which are near enough to command Genoa, are several detached forts. The appearance of the city from the sea is really superb. A succession of fine buildings lines the shore; palaces and gardens, churches and convents, rise on the steep sides of the hills." A living author of