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may, I think, do better than take an errand-boy's place. Let me see if you have any knowledge of arithmetic.”
Jack stepped boldly up, and unhesitatingly replied to the various questions which were put to him.
" That will do, my good boy. Now, when do you think you will be able to come and bring me more money?”
"I will come this time next week, if I am alive and well, sir.”
* That was wisely added, my lad; for our lives are not in our own keeping. This I see you have been taught.”
Another week passed, and again Jack appeared, but his countenance wore an aspect of sadness.
“ I am sorry, sir,” he said ; “ I have been unfortunate, and have only a small sum to give you." And as he spoke, he laid threepenny-worth of halfpence before Mr. Cavendish. " I assure you, sir," he earnestly added, “ I have offered my service to every gentleman on horseback I could see."
“I believe you, my boy ; I am pleased with your honest intentions. Perhaps you will meet with better success another time. Let me see, you now have paid one shilling and firepence, that is not amiss for the time;" and with an encouraging smile, Mr. Cavendish suffered him to depart.
Though Mr. Cavendish had from the first, concealed his intentions
, his heart was planning a work of benevolence, which was nothing less than to befriend the poor boy whose noble conduet had won his admiration. For this end he in a few days subsequently paid the parents a visit, when he knew that the son would be at school. He related the incident which had brought him under his notice, and proceeded to ask whether his conduct towards themselves was equally praiseworthy.
"O) yes, sir,” exclaimed the mother, her eyes filled with tears. “ He has ever been a dutiful child to us, and always acts in this honourable and straightforward manner."
"He has a noble spirit, sir," the father rejoined ; " and I am as proud of him as if he were a prince.”
“Would you part with him ?” Mr. Cavendish asked. « I have something in view for his future benefit.”
"Undoubtedly we would, for his benefit," was the reply of both.
“Well then, purchase him a new suit of apparel with these two guineas, and bring him to my residence this day weck. I will acquaint you with my views for him for the future."
Language cannot describe the heartfelt gratitude which beamed in the eyes of the happy parents, nor could they find words to give it utterance.
When next our young hero came into the presence of his benefactor, his appearance was certainly altered for the better, though no disadvantages of dress could rob his noble countenance of its lofty expression. Mr. Cavendish had previously made arrangements for him to become an inmate of his own house, and had also entered his name as a pupil at a neighbouring school.
John Williams is now receiving a liberal education, and enjoying all the advantages which wealth can procure. Such a sudden change of condition and prospects would, in many instances, prove injurious to the moral character, but with a mind based upon the solid principles which our young friend possesses, little fear may be entertained that such will be the result.
The above little sketch is authentic in every respect, excepting the names of the parties concealed. The events occurred two years ago, and are here made public with the hope that the truth and honesty, and judicious benevolence exhibited, may stimulate others to “ go and do likewise.”
MEMORIAL OF A SENIOR SCHOLAR.
HENRY SHACKLOCK was a member of the young men's class connected with Surrey.street Sabbath-school, Sheffield. He was brought there by an elder brother, who had belonged to the class for some time. Henry's parents endeavoured to train him up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. But he was a child of wrath by nature, and though from early years he had attended a Sabbath-school, he became associated with very ungodly companions; this caused his attendance at the school to be very irregular. A teacher visited and admonished him to devote some portion of his leisure time to intellectual improvement, and, above all, to “ remember his Creator in the days of his youth.” But Henry found it difficult to give up his ungodly associates, and instead of leading them into a more excellent way, he allowed them to lead him, for a time, into the ways of sin. But the prayers of his parents, and the monitions of his Sabbath-school instructors, so impressed him, that, as he afterwards confessed, he was not happy. The pleasures of his Sabbath-day wanderings were marred by the recurrence of early religious impressions, and Henry was made to experience that the way of transgressors is hard. He became afflicted with a lingering disease which, in October 1848, began to assume a more determined form. His lungs were wasting under its influence, and it became the painful duty of Henry's medical attendants to make known to his anxious parents the perilous nature of his situation. Henry met the intelligence that there was no hope of his recovery with much firmness and resignation. Previously, he felt concerned for salvation, and that concern now deepened into an all-absorbing anxiety. A teacher of our senior class thus speaks of Henry's conversion
*On Saturday the brother of Henry waited upon me; and, from his bursting into tears, I feared that he was the bearer of intelligence of disaster unmitigated by hope. But he reported that Henry was an anxious enquirer after salvation ; this mitigated the mournful fact that his earthly hopes were blighted. After a few words of comfort to his disconsolate brother, I promised to visit Henry in the evening. When I visited him, I found that the youthful penitent was earnestly seeking salvation. His praying mother also engaged in earnest pleadings with God in his behalf : I calledíabout seven and found him seated in the house. His body had undergone a striking change since our last interview. He proposed retiring into his chamber. А private interview was acceptable, that he might speak with greater freedom. I endeavoured to point out to him the heinousness of sin, and to explain the way of salvation through the atonement of Jesus Christ. I proposed to him the enquiry, "If God should be pleased to restore him to health, how would he spend his subseqnent life !" In answer to which he replied, that he felt " there was nothing in the world so important ss religion, and was determined, living or dying, to be the Lord's.” He said, “I am not anxious to get better, if God will have mercy upon me and pardon my sins, and prepare me for heaven.” Having ascertained that he was willing to relinquish his ungodly associates, and everything that could impede his progress in the Divine life, we went to prayer, and Henry poured forth the sincere cry of the contrite before God, who was graciously pleased to answer, to the peace and joy of his sin-sick soul. He was visited by many religious friends during his affliction, and his confidence increased with his increasing light. The night of the 11th of January, 1849, was one of severe suffering to Henry, and the morning found him sunk and emaciated. His mother wept as she supported his dying head on her shoulder. “ Don't fret mother," said Henry, “ Jesus is waiting.” In answer to an enquiry from a neighbour, he said, " My hope is in Christ." He died at eleven o'clock in the evening of January 12th, 1849, in the nineteenth year of his age. His remains were conveyed to the grave by a number of his fellow-scholars, who sung the appropriate hymn contained on the fortyeighth page of the Wesleyan Hymn book,
“The morning flowers display their sweets." Thus died Henry Shacklock, the first-fruits of our senior classes removed to the heavenly world. Sheffield.
DIVINITY OF CHRIST. THE Redeemer declared, “All power is given to me in heaven and in earth.”—This was not a vain boast. Witness the credentials with which he was furnished, and the many proofs he had of the divinity both of his person and of his mission. Three times was it attested by a voice from heaven: once at his baptism, when the heavens opened, and the Spirit descended like a dove and rested upon him; once at his tranfiguration, when the displays of his Godhead beamed so glorious through the veil of his humanity, that the disciples were enraptured and wist not what to say ; and once, when so terrible was the voice, that some said it thundered, and others that an angel spake. Do you want farther proof? See him imparting the light of day to the sightless eyeball, giving tone and vigour to palsied limbs, ejecting demons from their distressed victims, stilling the furious tempest, and raising the dead; and even in the season of his deepest ignominy, and extremest suffering, when be bled in agony upon the accursed tree, the heaving of the solid gronnd, as in the throes of an untimely birth--the darkened heavens at high noon-the rending of the rocks -the raising of the dead-proclaimed him to be the Son of God. But it was only for a season that he bowed to the empire of death, and condescended to remain a captive in the grave. He burst the bars of the tomb; it was not possible that he could be holden of them; and he arose to ascend upon high. Amid the greetings and shoutings of cherubic and seraphic attendants, and the morning stars of light, and glorified spirits of the just made perfect, he entered the celestial world, and took his seat at the right hand of God, and grasping the sceptre of universal empire -his double right by creation and by his blood—he sways it over, and is overruling continually the affairs of this inferior world, that he may establish the security of his Church, accomplish her destined trophics, and set up his throne in the hearts of the millions, the countless millions, he has ransomed in his blood.
T. RAFFLES, D.D.
THE WORLD WE LIVE IN. Oxe cannot but be surprised at the little that is known of the “world we live in.” Voluntary ignorance of the world in which we live, is almost as culpable as it would be for the inmates of a house to be ignorant of the use and intentions of the furniture thereof. How many are satisfied to pass through the world with merely the knowledge of eating, drinking, sleeping, dressing, and working. One