They remember one of her prayers; "Lord Jesus, cleanse us from our sins, and make us dutiful to our dear teach

ers,

and kind to our school-fellows; and keep us from being returned in thy holy word. Take care of us this night. Bless all the good ministers of thy word, and grant, O Lord Jesus, that more may be sent to preach thy word to the poor heathen children."

She often expressed a great desire to love the Lord Jesus. She used to say to one of the girls when she was in a giddy humour, that she should pray to Jesus, to give her a better spirit, and to try to humble her pride; and if she did pray to Jesus Christ, he would be sure to take away her heart of stone, and give her a heart of flesh.

She wrote a letter to another schoolfellow on her birth-day:

As it is your birthday, I now write to you. I hope you will spend a happy one; and that as you grow in years, you may grow in grace, and in the knowledge, and in the love of Christ. I have not time to write any more. Believe me to remain

your affectionate schoolfellow,
S. BICKER.

One of her schoolfellows says, she was always very fond of talking about the Negroes; and she often said, would it not be a blessing, if they could have *Referring to their Scripture lessons.

such privileges as we have, and how glad they would be to have Bibles! And she often said, that they had both been here nearly the same time, and that they both wished very much to go home at the holidays; but they must try to bear it patiently, for their times were in the hands of God. She told her the Sunday before she was taken ill, that she was so fond of that text; "Create in me a clean heart, &c." And she wished she could love Jesus as

did.

and

To another pupil who was going home for the holidays she once said, she hoped they should both meet together in heaven; and that she did not associate with one of her little school-fellows, because she was an idle girl.

The day before she was taken ill, she said to H. that as she grew in years, she should grow in grace. She referred her to 1 Peter iv. 18. "And if the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?" She told her, she was to be a good girl; and if she feared and loved Christ, when on her death-bed she should be able to bear pain patiently; and that she should love her neighbours as herself, and be kind to them, and that she could not do this, without earnest prayer to God, that he would give her his grace, and strength to do it.

On the Sunday evening she was taken ill, Miss R. asked her, "if she should like to die?" She answered, "not now."

"Why?" "I should wish to have time to repent, and be a better child." She then repeated many passages of Scripture, chiefly those which call sinners to come to Christ; and she dwelt very sweetly on some of the parables. She repeated the hymn, Jesus, lover of my soul,' as far as the third verse; and she laid particular force on the last line of the first verse, "O receive my soul at last!" She then mentioned the prayer of the thief on the cross; and said, "Jesus prayed for his murderers, Father, forgive them, they know not what they do.' She then said, "I do like so much!" and added that she had often been grieved to see the people so inattentive at the chapel during the

Mr.

sermon.

On the Tuesday before she died, on being asked if she was happy? she answered, "yes." On being asked why? she said, "because Jesus died for sinners." She was then asked, if she could take the precious promises contained in God's word to herself; she said, " yes, some of them ;" and added, how thankful she was, that she had been placed here, where she had enjoyed so many privileges. And she seemed most thank

ful for having committed so much of the Bible to memory; for she said she was too ill to read it, or to talk withwithout pain. On being asked what she had thought most about since she had been on her sick bed, she said, "of Jesus, and going to heaven." She was then taken with violent pain; and called out in agony, "what shall I do?" She was told to pray for patience; and had repeated to her, "Whom the Lord loveth, &c." and after that, she bore her sufferings most patiently. On being asked, if Jesus was precious to her, she answered " yes," with much confidence.

The night she died, she suddenly rose up in bed on her knees in an agony of pain, put her arms round the neck of her faithful and tender nurse, the housekeeper of the school, who had never left her night or day; and on being laid down again, she lay perfectly still for sometime, and then, gently fell asleep in Je

sus.

I bless God, that he has taken from us the child of whose salvation we have the best hope; and may her death be the means of rousing many of her schoolfellows to seek the Lord while he may be found! She was borne to the grave by six teachers dressed in white, and with hoods, and followed by above 60 of her school-fellows and the servants.

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It would do any one good to see her Bible, how she had marked her favou rite passages, and the texts which had been preached upon at the chapel. Oh! that my dear readers may through grace pursue her holy course! will they most surely like her, be comforted with the Saviour's presence on a dying bed, and follow her into glory.

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My dear young reader, the hour will soon come, when perhaps you will have to stand by the bedside of a dying parent. Year after year rolls away, and we are all brought with certainty to one point, namely a near acquaintance with death. Oh! would you not wish at that awful moment, to be a comfort to your