aspirations after my God; then my mind is wholly absorbed in tender affection and love, and centres more in him as the only source whence I can derive any real comfort. At such seasons, I exclaim indeed, 'none but Jesus: none but Jesus!' Nor would I part with him, or be without his complete and divine atonement, whereon to rest my guilty soul, for ten thousand worlds !”

His affection for, and duty to his pa. rents were very ardent. Whilst thinking, at one time, on their distressed state, and his own inability to assist them, he received a letter from his kind master, containing money for his own use, with the promise of more when needed; and informing him, at the same time, that he had been providing, in various ways, for the comfort of his father and mother. This so deeply affected poor Herbert's mind, that he compared it to that which the disciples felt, when Jesus quieted their fears, by calming the stormy ocean.

“ See,” says he, in a letter dated Canter. bury, January 30th, 1819, “ See the disciples entering into their little ship, and launching forth from the shore. On a sudden, the clouds begin to gather over their heads, and the heavens are covered with blackness; the winds blow, and the tempest howls around their vessel; the angry waves begin to surge with fearful force;-their little bark, per. haps shattered with their violence, and their hold filled with water, is now lifted to heaven, and now depressed to the depths ;--the poor depressed disciples, trembling, and at their wits-end, apply to Jesus; who arose, reproved their unbelieving fears, and, with the dignity of a God, commands the winds and the wayes ; saying, 'peace, be stil: and, behold! there was a great calm.'-Is it to be wondered at, my dear Sir, that such a relief as this, should call forth from them the liveliest expressions of surprise, grati. tude, and joy ? causing them to exclaim,

What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him!'

“I think I see many things in this case, which resemble my own experience; and I dwell on them the more readily, because they have reference to you. Though I would always look higher than man, and acknowledge the divine hand ; yet I would not forget to look to the channel through which his blessings flow, nor to acknowledge the means by which the purposes of his mer. cy have been accomplished. Through grace, heaven, I trust, is the port for which I am bound.' The world is the ocean into which I have launched forth. Temptations, afflic. tions, &c. are the storms which I have to encounter. The word of Christ is my com. pass. Christ himself is my captain, on whom I depend; and you, my dear sir, he hath employed to calm the tempest of my soul, and to say to my forebodings and fears, 'peace, be still.

** With respect to myself, what has not your bunevolent mind meditated ? and what has not your kind hand performed, that could tend to ease either my body of my mind Your kindness has not only had respect to the past, but bas extended to the present and the future. Has my mind been

perplexed and harassed on account of my parents ? These anxieties you have removed by kindly noticing them, giving them em. ploy, &c. and thus doing more for them, than I couid, bad I remained in perfect health. When I have been at the worst, and thought I could not continue long here, my only, only concern was on their account. They have been good parents to me; and have thought no sacrifices too great to make for my comfort. I had thought to have been a support and comfort to them in their old age: but this I must leave with my God."

(To be continued.)

BLESSING OF PIOUS PARENTS. Sir Henry Blosset, late Chief Justice of Bengal, died Feb. 1. 1823. The happy change which took place in this great man some time before he died, may be traced up to the prayers and ceaseless labours of a pious mother. * When lying on his death-bed, he turned round to Mr. Thomason, and said that his excellent mother being known to him, he could well estimate the blessing of having such a parent. And the remembrance of her piety and kindness caused him to weep much.

A short time before be died, he blessed God most beartily for the happiness and honour of being descended from a pious mo. ther. She had led him by the hand into the path of life, and had anxiously pointed out to him the way of salvation. At that awful moment, he felt the unspeakable value of

her instructions; and with his latest breath, he should thank and bless her for them.

Oh! how much do we owe to pious parents! How much should we love and cherish them while living, and revere their memory when they are dead!

St. Augustine had a mother who watched over and prayed for his salvation in the most earnest manner. She intreated Am. brose, Bishop of Milan, to talk to him, and reason him out of his errors. “Let him an lone (said the bishop) only continue pray. ing to the Lord for him.” This did not satisfy Monica. With floods of tears, she persisted in her request. When at last the bishop said ; “Begone, good woman; it is not possible that the child of such tears should perish.”

And Monica, though she had many a long and anxious year, during which to see her son plunge deeper and deeper into sin, at length beheld his sound conversion ; and had the honour of being the mother of one. of the brightest ornaments of the Church of

Christ.

THE INQUISITION. You have here an exact picture of the burning of heretics by the Inquisitors The burning place is about sixty feet square."

The royal family of Spain, and even females, used to attend and witness this cruel work. Happy England, where men run no such risks on account of their religion! Let us pity those who are still exposed to such : darkness and cruelty, and pray that the time may soon come, when all shall feel the blessed effects of Christ's kingdom upon earth.