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what we have said may help to keep some of our readers steady to their post and work, when the tempter comes and tries to tear or seduce them away. We would affectionately remind you, dear friends and fellow-labourers, that you are not your own, but are bought with a price ; that you possess no inherent power to discharge yourself from the warfare in which you have engaged ; that it is he only who endures to the end that can hope to receive the promised crown. We remind you that however voluntary your work may be, your responsibilities are not voluntary, but are on you, whether you will or no; and ! we would pray you to take all this into account before you finally determine to have appended to your names in the Sabbath-school roll this word, "Left!"
And oh ! surely far, far above any sense of responsibility should be the devotion of love. You cannot bring your minds to leave the Shepherd's lambs, if you love the Shepherd himself. Leave them not, for they are the : Lord's ; leave them not, because you are the Lord's Who can tell what mischief will come to the little flock if you be unfaithful, and if they be “left ?"- Watchmar.
THE RECLAIMED WASTE. How very deep and strong the tie is which binds the hearts of the poor to those who visit them, and are seeking both their spiritual and temporal welfare, only those can! understand who have experienced it. If we go with i warmth of heart, and ready sympathy, we shall almost always find a glad welcome to their cottage hearths, for the poor man, bowed down with toil and labour, yearns for a sympathizing ear into which to pour his troubles. Not unfrequently the visitor may meet with cases amongst the Christian poor, where the warm responses of love and gratitude ripen into a true friendship, till it is difficult to say who is most the receiver or the giver. Such a case was that of the dear old man who is the subject of the following little narrative:
K-and his wife lived in the small back-room of a house not far from old T-'s cottage. They were very poor, but their room was always clean and tidy, and they were cheerful and contented. There was much of interest in old K-'s history. He had been a marine in the Royal Navy, and combined the courtesy of the old soldier with the bright open-heartedness of sailor. He had served onder Lord Nelson, and was in the famous naval battle of Trafalgar. Over his chimney-piece hung a picture of the engagement, and this he took quite a pride in showing. Often have I listened to the old man's story, as, with his whole face beaming with intelligence, he gave the most animated account of the battle, pointing out the position of the different vessels. He delighted to talk of his old commander, Lord Nelson, for whom he had quite a veneration; many simple little anecdotes of his kindness and affability to his men he could narrate. I remember his telling me of his first being moved to the Victory from some other vessel, and of the kind way in which the Admiral looked over the side of the ship and spoke to him. He saw Lord Nelson fall in that dearly-bought Victory. “ He fell flat on his face. Ah! I did not think he was hit. I thought he was only knocked down by the wind of a ball, for he was a very weak, small man in frame; I could not believe he was hurt.” And then how touchingly would he describe the grief of all, when they found they had lost their gallant Commander.
had been in several engagements, and was more than once severely wounded; he received one of his worst injuries from the recoil of a heavy gun after the discharge, which threw him down, and crushed in the bones of his chest ; his head was at the same time severely injured. I remember his giving me an account of his life being in danger, in common with that of the whole crew of his vessel, from starvation. They had taken a French prize; a lieutenant, with a certain number of men under him, among whom was K—, had the charge of her. All the French crew were prisoners on board, and our men had just provisions enough to Jast them till they should get to Gibraltar, but they were detained by adverse winds till the horrors of starvation stared them in the face. Then, in a graphic, almost comic way, old K-related the way in which he, the serjeant of the marines, was called by the French surgeon, who told him that he could save the lives of all; how he was released and allowed to make his compounds, K- watching with anxious interest, while liquid after liquid was added from many bottles in his chest. The preparation was first tasted by the French doctor, and then served out by him to the crew, and wonderful was the effect it produced on them all, quite ! reviving their strength, and as K — said, saving their lives. They arrived at Gibraltar all well, though very, very thin. The French surgeon received his liberty amid the warm applause of the English sailors. Many other stories would Krelate, his eyes beaming with animation as he revived the recollection of his days of actire service.
He was an out-pensioner of Greenwich Hospital, but his small allowance was not sufficient to support himself and his aged wife, both unable to work. We soon found there was a weight on the old man's mind; though living with the strictest economy, he had unavoidably contracted :' small debt which he had not the means of clearing, and he feared he could not get on without parish help. His kind minister inquired into his case; it did not seem right that one who had fought and bled for his country should hare to go for help to the parish ; it was settled that Kshould have a small monthly allowance from the sacramental fund at the church, and his debt was paid for him. It was touching to see the old man's deep, overflowing i gratitude. He said to me, “Now I am as happy as a king;” and no earthly care ever seemed again to cast a shade over his bright spirit. He was a regular attendant on the means of grace, and always listened gladly ; but when I first knew him, I do not think his views were clear. appeared rather to rest on the blamelessness of his character, and his integrity through life. He had a large Bible, but I soon found he was unable to read it, for his only pair of spectacles were broken in halves, and he could not afford to
buy another pair. In true sailor-fashion, he had spliced one glass on to a wooden handle, but his hand was so unsteady that he could not read more than a few words with great effort through this. What a pleasure it was to take him a parcel of spectacles, and bid him choose a pair to suit him! How his eyes sparkled with wonder and pleasure when he found how well he could read in them ! Often after that I found him with his Bible open before him, and I know he learnt to love the Word of God as his greatest treasure.
He attended the weekly lecture that was given by the clergyman of the parish for the particular benefit of the poor, and here it was, I believe, that the light dawned | clearly upon his soul. It was interesting to hear his accounts of the lectures, which he gave with so much intelligence and animation. One lecture, which I think was on the subject of sin, made a deep impression on him; he told me of it when next I saw him : "Oh, Miss, Mr.quite stultified us all last night ; he said, 'Is there any one here who can put his hand on his breast and say, I have no sin 1-I cannot.'' Striking his breast forcibly, he then applied it to himself: “And, I'm sure I felt, Miss, I couldn't say I was without sin.” That evening I believe he felt as he had never done before his sinfulness, and his great need of a Saviour. I never heard him again speak as though he saw anything to rest on in himself. He was much attached to his district visitors.
No where did we meet with a more joyful welcome than in his little room from himself and his dear old wife. It was his greatest pride and pleasure if he could persuade me to stay and share their noonday meal, and I sometimes did so, for the old man was as a friend to me, and I liked to give him pleasure. His dinner always consisted of tea and breadand-butter ; tea without milk, for that was a luxury he could not afford, but if K- thought “his young lady” was coming, he woulă always go out to get a fresh loaf, and a kettle of soft water from a particular spring; and nothing disappointed him more than my non-appearance if I had given him any reason to expect me. I never met with
more true hospitality in the houses of the rich. Kalways waited for me to ask a blessing, and the deep reverence of his countenance often struck me, Then he would leave his kind old wife to supply me, while he would talk in his bright, animated way, or listen with earnest attention while I talked to him. From the effect of the wounds in his head, the trembling of his hands was so great that he could not hold his cup without spilling the tea ; he was always obliged to drink through a long tube, which he put into the cup as it stood on the table. In other ways he suffered much, but all these things he bore with uncomplaining cheerfulness.
He came with his wife regularly to my weekly reading at T-'s cottage. These two old men were quite a contrast: the one all brightness and intelligence, 1 but a beginner in the things of God; the other with the intellect apparently clouded, and almost childish, yet so deeply taught of God, living in such close communion with Christ. T-had been brought into the banqueting house, and could say, “ His banner over me was love." K—was learning to sit down under “ His shadow with great delight.” (Cant. ii3.) The minister, who knew them both well, comparing them, once said, that T-was like “ a watered garden," but K—was “a reclaimed waste;" and it was an apt description. K- had seen much of the world in his seaman's life, and had been buffeted for long on the stormy ocean, but he had found the haren now, and the wilderness was made “ to blossom as the rose.” (Isa, xxxv. 1.) I visited him for some years, and had the joy of seeing him growing in the knowledge of Christ. He said little of his own feelings, but it was evident the truth was getting more and more precious to him. Latterly his health suffered much; be had a severe fall, from the effect of the giddiness in his head, and was seriously injured; but we only found out by questions that he suffered, the spirit was so bright and cheerful through all. One summer's day I went to see him, and found him as well as usual; he gave me, as he always did, a joyful welcome, and brought me