kept very steady, will show that Saturn has a small knob on each side, and, if the glass be very superior, may afford a peep at the dark sky between the ball and ring, giving it the appearance of a bundle on each side. The writer has frequently seen that much very distinctly, with a very fine pocket glass of two inches diameter, and twenty-four inches focal length. Another achromatic telescope of 23 inches diameter, and 3 feet long, is capable of showing the black division of the rings, the rings crossing the body of the planet, and one or two little points of light near the planet, which are really the satellites-indeed, we have fancied we could pick out three or four satellites with this instrument, on a very clear evening. A reflecting telescope of eight inches diameter-until lately, our favourite tool -has frequently shown the second satellite, which our readers have been told was only discovered with Dr. Herschel's forty feet telescope. With a telescope of twelve inches diameter, and twelve feet long, we are able to see all the satellites, and all the other details mentioned in this essay-in fact, all that has hitherto been discovered.

We are fully aware of the disadvantages which many young persons, possessed of taste for the study of astronomy, labour under for want of telescopes capable of revealing the grandeur of Saturn and other heavenly bodies. We advise such persons to make inquiry among their neighbours, who may perhaps be more fortunate, and if possible obtain a personal acquaintance with these interesting objects. A peep at Saturn, particularly at present, is better than reading a dozen pages of descriptive matter, and is well worth a long walk even on a cold and dark evening. Whenever Saturn, or any other heavenly body, is to be examined with a telescope, the object should be allowed to rise as high as possible to clear the mists and vapours which are always thickest near the horizon.

In concluding our notice of Saturn, we might be expected to add a few contemplative remarks which the study

*Our esteemed correspondent constructs his own instruments, in various departments of science, and with very great success.EDITOR.

of so graud an object cannot fail to stir up in the mind of every thinking individual; but as the essay is already considerably longer than we at first intended, we must close.

J. W.

MORE THAN CONQUEROR.

WE have just lost by death one of our Sunday-school monitors, whose end was so like the finale of some of the Old Testament worthies, that we thought it would be well to send a few particulars for insertion in one of the Magazines. . . The parents were members of the Conference body up to the time of separate services being instituted by the Reformers here, when they with others left or were expelled; but not wishing to coerce their children even in such a matter, the deceased continued a scholar in the Conference school till about six or eight months since, when at his own request he was admitted into the Wesleyan Association school, and a class was committed to his care, the duties of which were soon interrupted by the illness which so soon terminated his earthly career.

His death was so extensively regretted that about three hundred teachers, children and others, followed his remains to the grave, around which the numbers were augmented to more than five hundred. The sight was most affecting and impressive. The warrior's remains have been followed by all the gorgeous show of the comrades left behind; statesmen and poets, by the brilliant geniuses who so lately hung upon their words and breathings—but here we have hundreds of those who are doing all they can to renovate and not destroy, assembling to weep o'er the dust of one of their number gone before, to receive his reward.

On Sunday, June 1st, the Rev. S. Newton preached from the words, "Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord." The chapel was very full. The following account was read :

"Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right." It is generally believed that this positive command

of Holy W rit, was fulfilled in an unusual degree by our late young friend, John Webb. While very young his docile and tractable disposition was very pleasing, and as he increased in stature his parents had the unspeakable satisfaction of seeing his affection to them and his obedience to their every command, grow with his growth and strengthen with his strength. If it was his parents' wish that he should do or act in any given manner, it was generally sufficient for him without any murmuring inquiries; and though possessing faults and failings in common with erring sinful man, his desires were generally in harmony with his parents' anxiety in checking him in any wrong course.

He was eminently a Sunday-school boy; from his earliest years to the last Sabbath of being out, his attendance was such as few can boast of; its benign influence and holy teachings were his delight; the day spent elsewhere never gave the requisite satisfaction to him,-the remembrance of his seat being vacant, was indeed always unpleasant. Some eight months since certain causes, not to be referred to here, inclined him to remove from the school he was a scholar in so many years, and he then became a monitor in the Sabbath-school connected with this place of worship, which duties he assiduously and faithfully fulfilled.

So far as he could recollect, he appeared not to have been the subject of any special influence in holy things, but rather a continued "growing in grace," and love to God his heavenly Father. He more deeply felt the influence of the Holy Spirit within the last eighteen months or two years of his life, both at his school on Sundays, and at meetings for prayer; this it was that shed a peculiar light through his every day life. In business, his attention and habits were such as to ensure the highest satisfaction, and he evidently aimed at carrying out that beautiful motto, "diligent in business, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord."

But one so promising was destined to be

"Nipt by the wind's untimely blast;"

while just verging towards manhood, from a supposed succession of colds, unregarded by himself and by his friends,

the seeds of death implanted themselves within unnoticed, and ultimately showed itself in a malignant fever followed by inflammation. This combined attack confined him to his bed through five weeks before it consummated its work; five weeks of severe bodily pain, and partially deranged intellect—but the blessed state of his mind through this period will be seen by a few such instances as the following.

When the writer first visited him he was very ill, seeing who it was, he said, "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, because the Lord bloweth upon it. Oh, sir, how much I am like the grass!-a few days since I was with you, well and strong, now cut down like a flower!" While the 91st Psalm was being read to him, he repeatedly interrupted to give vent to his grateful feelings for all God's mercies; and afterwards said he was perfectly resigned to God's will. Seeing his mother crying, he said, "Why do you cry so? You know nothing puts me about so much as seeing you cry." "My dear boy, I cannot help it seeing you so ill." He said, "But you know I am quite safe; I am in good hands-what matter about this poor body-the swelling of Jordan will cause me no fear-my Saviour will be there."

Thursday, 1st of May.-While in his right mind he was quite calm and serene within. After inquiries by a friend, he said, "I feel all right, I am young-I should like to live if only for the sake of others; but then again I should like to die, for I shall gain a place in glory either way; just as God wills it, I am his. If I was to die this minute, or the next I am safe. If I am spared I trust God will enable me to live to his glory!"

Sunday, 4th May.-Most of this day he spent in earnest prayer, more especially for his parents; that if God should take him to himself, that his dear parents and sister might be under His special protection, and appealed to Him who is the searcher of all hearts, and to whom his own heart was laid open, that if he had a lingering desire to live, it was solely with the object of being a help to them in their declining years.

Monday, 5th May.-A friend closely connected with him in business, said to him, "Well, John, it is to answer some wise purpose that you are laid here, but it appears that God is with you to sweeten your afflictions." He replied, "Oh, yes, sir; he is very precious." "I suppose, you would like to go out again into the beautiful country you so much like ?" I care not, just as it seemeth good to my heavenly Father."

Some days after, he was repeating over the verse

"Father of all, in whom alone

We live, and move, and breathe;

One bright celestial ray dart down

And cheer thy sons beneath."

"Oh, Father!" he said, "only think of one bright ray from our Father of light and glory being so cheering to us; if one, what will two do? And oh what will a large number do? The many times that verse has been sung at chapel and its significance unthought of!"

The day before he died, he was so reduced and so very weak that his utterances were scarcely intelligible. His father asked him how he felt; he replied, "Oh, very happy -quite safe." The last words he spoke to be understood were, "Bless the Lord, O my soul-he is no judge now— he is my Saviour!" Thirteen or fourteen hours elapsed after these words were spoken, and nothing but feeble signs bespoke that he was conscious-when early on the morning of the 22nd May, 1856, his spirit calmly and peacefully winged its flight to the regions of eternal bliss.

The years of experience our young brother had gone through, in which he realized such a yictory of sin and death, was just 15 years and 4 months. How short a life! -the present shortened, the future prolonged by it. His end drew forth this testimony from his medical attendant, "that never had he witnessed one that had so fully realized the end of his existence."

The one united testimony of all that visited him is that he was in the most tranquil and happy state of mind possible; not a doubt appears to have been permitted to cross the scene on which his eye was fixed, or cause a ruffle upon