pleased Divine providence to so order it that Tommy should spend the greater part of his short life at the house of a pious aunt. His aunt has a great many children and grandchildren which she loves with all the ardour of a Christian parent; but still she found room in her heart for little Tommy, and loved him as if he had been her own dear boy. Tommy was a lively, affectionate child, very quick in his perception. He was very early taught that Jesus Christ, the great Saviour of the world, loved little children, and desired them to come unto him; and when old enough he was sent to our Sabbath-school, where he often heard about Jesus having died for sinners, and he was invited to give his young heart to him. Tommy took great delight in the school and the chapel; there seemed to him no place like them. He loved his teachers and his minister, and if he was playing with other children and saw his minister his countenance would beam with delight, and he would run to him to be noticed. Frequently he went to his mother to ask for a penny to give his cousin for the new chapel. One day his mother said I shall not give you a penny, but when the chapel is begun I will give you-naming the sum. He stood for some time apparently reflecting, then repeated the sum his mother had named, asking how much money would that be? Is it a good deal? Because, said he, if it is not as much as you can afford you should give more. A short time before his death he accompanied his aunt on a visit to a poor family, and so deeply was he affected at seeing the poor woman weep, and the children in distress, that his aunt was obliged to take him out of the room. But God in his providence laid the dear little boy on a sick bed. At first there was no apprehension of danger, yet he would tell all his friends that he did not want to get better; he wanted to die and go to Jesus. He loved to talk about Jesus and heaven, and it was doubtless the pleasing theme that engaged his thoughts as he lay upon his bed. attention, and the best medical aid, but Tommy's one wish was to go to Jesus. One day his said, mother Tommy, the doctor says you are better," to which he replied, "He did not wish to get better, but to die and to go to heaven, and be with Jesus." He talked to his sister about praying, and asked her if she prayed for him and for his recovery, assuring her that he desired to go to Jesus. And on January 6th, 1863, Jesus took him, at the age of six years and two months. 66 He had every My dear children, while read- | scarcely ever complained. She ing this account, remember that was very much pleased when the same Jesus that loved little her fellow scholars and teachers Tommy, and received him to visited her, and was quite happy himself, loves you, and is will- in the love of Jesus, and liked ing to receive you and make to talk about him. She said you his own dear children. He that she should soon be in heawants you to give him your ven, and would then be able to hearts, and he will make them see, and she should see some of new; then you will love him and the scholars who had died out serve him, and by-and-bye he of the school. Her happy spirit will take you to himself in hea- took its flight to be with the ven, where you will live for Saviour "which is far better," ever never hunger or thirst, January 18th, 1863, in the never suffer pain or sorrow, but fifteenth year of her age. sing the song of Moses and the Lamb for evermore. May the Lord bring every reader of the magazine with the writer of this article to that happy place. A. GREEN. W. FLETCHER, SARAH ANN STUART, daughter of Joseph and Jane Stuart, was born at Bassenthwaite, in the Maryport Circuit, February 21st, 1851, and died January 23d, 1863. She was not favoured with pious parents, but a few years ago we commenced a Sunday School in ISABELLA TAYLOR was born at Great Strickland, in the county of Westmoreland, but her parents came to live at Silsden in the month of April, 1857, and Bassenthwaite, and Sarah Ann she there became one of our was the first to join it, and she Sabbath-scholars, and attended continued as regular in her atregularly for four years, at the tendance as circumstances would end of which time she was de-allow. Under the religious inprived of the privilege by afflic-structions imparted serious imtion. And during the last six pressions were made on her mind, months of her life she was but she did not decide to give blind. She was so wasted by her severe and protracted illness that nearly every bone and muscle of her face might have been counted; but in all this she was so submissive to the hand of providence that she God her heart until she was afflicted: when she earnestly prayed for the pardon of her sins. At her request her teacher visited her, and she directed her to the cross, and prayed with her. Under the prayer of her teacher ily sung the praises of God. Her and "Jesus makes a dying bed" sweet. Two days before she died she joined heartily with her brother in singing the hymn bebeginning with she found peace, and seemed fil- of the school. She was at the anled with the Spirit, and she heart-niversary sermons the Sabbath before she died, and seemed to enjoy her usual health till about three days before her death. She delighted to convey home what she had heard at school or chapel, and to relate it to her parents. Scarlatina was the cause of her death; and she bore her affliction with the patience of an old Christian. After lingering for two days her happy spirit took its flight to be "with Christ which is far better." On the day above-named her mortal remains, with those of an infant sister, were conveyed to the Primitive Methodist Chapel, by the teachers and scholars of the school, and interred by the Rev. J. Hutchings. May the parents, and all her sisters, brothers, and companions at school, live on earth so that they may meet her in heaven. "Just as I am without one plea." A few hours before her dissolution she called for her father, mother, brother and sister, and kissed each of them, and desired my wife (her teacher) once more to come and pray with her, when she said : "Sweet angels are from glory come, They are round my bed, and in this room, And soon they'll waft my spirit home. All is well." And soon after fell asleep in Jesus. May we all meet her in heaven, is the prayer of JOHN BOYES. LIZZY PACE, the daughter of Thomas and Sarah Pace, was born in the year 1855, and died Jan. 25th, 1863, aged eight years. She loved to go to the house of the Lord, and when at school was very attentive and obedient to her teacher. She was a scholar at St. George's, Wrockwardine Wood Circuit, from the commencement J. BOOTH. THIRZA BARBER, the affectionate daughter of John and Elizabeth Barber, was born at Chorlton-Adam, Somersetshire, November 21st, 1844, and died in great peace, at Canton, Cardiff, January 29th, 1863. In the early years of her childhood, she was sent to the Wesleyan Methodist Sunday School, and manifested from the commencement an earnest and a growing desire to learn the great truths of the Christian religion. When only about nine years of age, she gave her youthful heart to God, and henceforth shunned those unsatisfying and perishable pleasures, by which so many juveniles of both sexes are corrupted and led astray. After she realised the forgiveness of sins and adoption in God's family, her Sabbath School, class meeting, and the various public means of grace were attended with the strictest regularity. She loved the house of God and the place where His honour dwelleth. Religion with her was no show, but a blessed reality; it shone brightly in the domestic circle, and at family worship she took a part, by reading the Scriptures, which had made her wise unto salvation. About fifteen months ago, her father united with our Canton Society, and she and her mother shortly after cast in their lot with the Society. During her membership with us, her character was unblemished; she adorned her high and holy profession in all things, and her path was as a 'shining light, which shineth more and more unto the perfect day." There was no fickleness or instability manifested in her religious life; her choice was made, her heart was fixed, and her eye rested upon the great recompense of reward. Her experience was sound, pointed, and clear; Christ was her portion, her treasure, her exemplar, and glory. Often have our hearts been softened, and our cheeks moistened with tears, while listening to this young disciple's aspirations after the mind, spirit, disposition, and temper of Christ. The many lovely virtues and Christian excellences which adorned her character fitted her for a teacher of the young in the Sabbath school, and in this she took great delight. Her sweetness of temper, quietness of demeanour, modesty and humility of appearance, and kindness and meekness of conversation, secured for her the love and admiration of all her religious associates. She loved them, and in return was greatly beloved by them. Our Sunday school anniversary was celebrated about three months ago, upon which occasion she recited several interesting pieces, which made a deep impression upon the minds of the audience. But the day was unfavourable, the rain descended in torrents, she renewed a cold, under which she was then labouring, and it proved fatal notwithstanding all was done which medical skill could do for her restoration. The last ten weeks while confined to the house she exercised the greatest patience, and felt resigned in all things to the will of her Heavenly Father. As her bodily strength gradually wasted, she was divinely supported, and the thought of reaching the "Better Country," to blend her voice in harmony with the great multitude before the throne, often filled her with a joy unspeak able. room, she began to tell me of the great conflict she had had the preceding day, but after a pause, she said, "I obtained the victory through Jesus." I read to her for the last time, the 14th chapter of John, and prayed with her; she was nearing Jordan's brink, but her peace was deep and undisturbed, her prospects were bright, and glory, glory, filled the room. While her mother was standing over her weeping, she said "Mother, are you afraid? I am not am His." Death had indeed lost its sting, and while she passed through the valley of the shadow of death, God was with her, and she expired exclaiming "Bless God," "Glory be to God!' Thus died this young disciple The Sunday night before she died, she had a vision or view of her future home. She saw Christ and His holy angels, those ministering spirits who minister for the heirs of salvation; she was then thrown into the greatest rapture, and her feeble voice made the room ring with bursts frightened, Jesus is mine, and I of praise and glory to God. Her friends were startled, and thought the last struggle was at hand, her father was sent for from our chapel, and the other members of the family were summoned to her room. A brother who remains a stranger to Christ was invited of Christ in her eighteenth to come to Jesus, and the whole year. Mark the perfect, and bepleaded with to meet her in hea#en. On the Wednesday following, she had a great conflict with Satan. The malicious foe made a dreadful effort to draw her mind from God and get it again to set its affections upon the earth, and so dreadful was the struggle that the perspiration flowed from every pore, and her whole frame appeared to feel the effect of the conflict. But she rested upon the promise and power of God, and obtained the victory over Satan. On Thursday morning, the day of her death, when I went into the hold the upright, for their end is peace. The Sabbath school in her has lost one of its best teachers, and my class one of its holiest members; but our loss is her everlasting gain. PHILIP MADDOCKS. JOSIAH GENTLE HUCKLE, son of Thomas and Ann Huckle, was born at Luton, December the 8th, 1857. As soon as he was of sufficient age he was sent with an elder brother, to the Primitive Methodist Sabbath school, to which he was greatly attached. His disposition was easy and |