fess him? Here the poor slave boy, unable to restrain any longer, sprang up and holding up both his hands, while the tears streamed down his cheeks, cried out with eagerness, "Yes, massa, me love the Lord Jesus Christ, me do love him with all my heart." The master was still more astonished and he went home convinced of the blessings the Gospel brings, and became a decided Christian.

The Jew and his Daughter.

AN aged clergyman, in the western part of Virginia, as he was preaching to a large audience, observed a man in the congregation, who had in every respect the appearance of a Jew. He was well dressed, and appeared absorbed in deep and devout attention, during the services; at the close of which the clergyman went to him, and thus addressed him. "Sir, am I not correct in supposing that I am addressing one of the children of Abraham ?" "You are, sir." "But how is it that I meet a Jew in a Christian assembly."

The substance of his narrative was as follows. He was a very respectable man, of superior education, who had lately come from London, with his books, his riches, and an only child, a daughter in her seventeenth year. He had found a beautiful retreat on the fertile banks of the Ohio, had buried his wife before he left Europe, and now knew no pleasure, except in the society of his beloved child. She was, indeed, worthy of a parent's love -she was extremely beautiful in her person, but possessed the superior charms of a cultivated mind and amiable disposition; no pains had been spared on her education. She could read and speak with fluency, several different languages, and her manners were most pleasing. No wonder, then, that a father, far advanced in age, should place his whole affection on this only child of his love; especially as he knew no source of happiness beyond this world. Being a strict Jew, he educated her in the strictest principles of his religion.

It was not long since that his daughter was taken ill. The rose fadea from her cheek, her eye lost its fire, her

strength decayed, and it soon became apparent that her disease was incurable and fatal. The father hung over the bed of his daughter, with a heart ready to burst with anguish. He often attempted to converse with her, but seldom spoke except by the language of tears. He spared no trouble or expense in procuring medical assistance, but no human skill could turn aside the arrow of death.

The father was walking in a small grove near his house, weeping, when he was sent for by his dying daughter. With a heavy heart he entered the door of her chamber, soon, he feared, to be the chamber of death. He was now to take a last farewell of his child, and his religious views gave him but a feeble hope of meeting her hereafter. The child grasped the hand of her parent and addressed him with all the energy which her expiring strength permitted.

"Father, do you love me?"

"My child, you know I love you, that you are more dear to me than all the world beside."

"But father do you love me?"

"Why, my child, will you give me pain so exquisite? Have I, then, never given you any proofs of my love?"

"But, my dearest father, do you love me?" The father could not answer-the child added; "I know, my dear father, you have ever loved me; you have been the kindest of parents, and I tenderly love you. Will you grant me one request? O, my father, it is the dying request of your daughter, will you regard it?"

"My dearest child, ask what you will, though it take every shilling of my property, whatever it may be it shall be granted-I will grant it."

"My dear father, I beg you never again to speak against Jesus of Nazareth."

The Father was dumb with astonishmont. "I know," continued the dying girl, "I know but little about this Jesus, for I was never taught, but I know that he is the Savior, for he has manifested himself to me since I have been sick, even to the salvation of my soul; I believe he will save me, although I had never loved him before; I feel that I am going to him; that I shall ever be with him. And now, my father, do not deny me; I beg that you will never again speak against this Jesus of Nazareth. I en

treat you to obtain a Testament which tells of him, and I pray that you may know him; and when I am no more, that you may love and always serve him."

The exertion here overcame the weakness of her feeble body; she stopped, and her father's heart was too full even for tears. He left the room in great horror of mind; and before he could recover himself, the spirit of his beloved daughter had taken its flight, we may trust, to the Savior whom, though she scarcely knew, she yet loved and honored. The first thing the parent did, after committing to the dust this, his only and beloved child, was to procure a New Testament, which he read diligently; and taught by the Spirit from above, is now numbered amongst the meek and humble followers of his once despised Savior.

George III, at a Prayer Meeting.

His late majesty, George the Third, had heard of a poor man at Windsor, who had occasionally a prayer meeting at his house. He one day disguised himself, and went to the door to inquire of the man the nature of the meetings, and to ask permission to attend. The poor man, not knowing the illustrious individual with whom he was conversing, supposed him to be a person laboring under a concern about his immortal interests, and asked him to walk in; he then conversed with him on the great subjects of religion, with which the apparent stranger was much pleased; and expressing his gratitude asked if he might be permitted to come again. This proposition was agreed to. He afterwards paid the man another visit, when the concerns of his soul and of eternity, again occupied his attention. These visits were repeated, until one day when the king was there, one of his attendants came to the door, with a loud rap, which brought the poor man to his door, when he was surprised on being asked if his majesty was there? To which the man innocently replied, no. On going in, he informed his strange visitor of the singular inquiry that had been made. On this his majesty explained the whole affair; thanked the good man for his kind attention and advice, and told him that as he was found out, he could no more enjoy his company, but

must bid him farewell. His majesty's regrets on this occasion were extremely great, as he derived pleasure from the simple and familiar piety of this humble disciple.

The Doctrine of Transubstantiation.

A ROMAN Catholic gentleman in England being engaged to marry a Protestant lady, it was mutually agreed that there should be no contests on the subject of religion. For some years after their union, this agreement was scrupulously observed; but in the course of time, the priest, who had paid them frequent visits, expecting to find no difficulty in making a convert of the lady, began to talk upon the peculiarities of his religion. He particularly insisted upon the doctrine of transubstantiation, and grew troublesome by his importunity. To avoid being farther teazed by him, she one day seemed to be overcome by his arguments, and agreed to attend at mass with her husband the following Sabbath, provided she might be allowed to prepare the wafer herself. The priest not suspecting any thing, and glad on any terms to secure such a convert, gave his consent. The lady accordingly appeared at the Chapel with her husband, and after the consecration of the wafers, which she had brought with her, she solemnly demanded of the priest, whether it was really converted into the body of Christ? To which question he without hesitation replied, That there was a conversion made of the whole substance of the bread into the body of Christ, and that there remained no more of its form or substance.

"If this be really the case," said she, "you may eat the wafer without any danger; but as for myself, I should be afraid to touch it, as it is mixed with arsenic The priest was overwhelmed by a discovery so unexpect ed, and was too wise to hazard his life upon a doctrine for which he had, however, contended with all the earnestness of perfect assurance. The lady's husband was sc struck by this practical confutation of a doctrine which he had before implicitly believed, that he never afterwards appeared at the mass.

A Sinner led to the Savior.

It was a beautiful afternoon of a summer Sabbatlı, when a younger brother, about sixteen years of age, came into my room, and throwing his arms around my neck, said, "I want you to pray for me."

It was a moment of surpassing interest, and emotions never to be told, or forgotten, were awakened in my heart. He had always been what is called, "a good boy"-his life had been marked by the strictest morality, and his attendance on the duties of religion made it impossible to detect in his character any thing amiss. And while I had looked on him as a stranger to the Savior, and in need of regenerating grace, I never expected to see him strongly excited in view of sin, or the prey of peculiar distress. He seemed so near the kingdom of God; like the young man in the gospel, he had outwardly kept all the commandments, so that it appeared as if he must be easily led to embrace the Savior. His morality had allayed my anxiety in his behalf, and the interest he had ever manifested in the subject of religion, tempted me almost to forget that he was still in his sins, an enemy of God, and an heir of hell. And when he broke in upon me with the solemn demand that I should pray for him, it startled me, as if he had come in starving and asked for bread.

Perceiving that he was in great distress of mind, I desired him to set down for a moment, and tell me the occasion of his anxiety freely; and then I would comply with his request. He said that the subject of religion had for years been often before him, and he had always intended to become personally interested in it; but, he added, "when in your prayer meeting last evening you closed your remarks with the words, "Choose ye this day whom ye will serve," I resolved that I would seek earnestly the salvation of my soul. But at that time 1 felt no unusual concern, and this morning scarcely any more; but my resolution was firm to choose the Lord for my portion. And this afternoon, in church, the sermon came home to my case, and I feel that I am a sinner, a great sinner, sinking into hell; and I want you to pray for me."