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confidence to take the reins from the hands both of Franciscan and of Lutheran.

This is a vital branch of knowledge, in which the Protestant student should be ashamed to fall behind him. It is essential to our dignity, improvement, and success. Above all, essential to those whose business is the work of persuasion. We can accomplish nothing in dealing with men without a knowledge of the nature of man-without the power of penetrating into character, and discerning the springs of human action. This knowledge can be got, elementarily, only by self-contemplation. Our Divine Redeemer knew what was in man by his power of direct intuition into the spirit. He had no need of referring to the workings of his own mind for a lesson. We can know what is in man, only so far as we know ourselves. It is a knowledge books cannot impart; for which books cannot be a substitute. It is twice true that PECTUS facit theologum. Profound subjective Christianity is essential; so is profound selfknowledge, and we leave in the hands of the Jesuit the most powerful means of influence, if we study language as well as he, and science a great deal better, but pass by that most fundamental part of it, SELF-SCIENce. We do not want, and could not tolerate, the confessional, wedded as it is, in its very nature, to abuse. But that minute examination of the whole life, that close self-questioning, that rigorous sifting of motives, which prepares the way for the Jesuit confession, would be to us a discipline of mind and heart of which we have probably little conception.

Let us suggest a moment, in conclusion, the caution to be derived from the actual practice of the Jesuit, compared with the profession his name implies. He takes his name directly from Christ. He is not merely a Christian, but a Jesus-ite, a disciple, a follower, a soldier of Jesus; one, therefore, who should be eminently meek and pure in heart, guileless, holy, unimpeachable in casuistry, and in life. Instead of this, it is

too well known how the Jesuit has dismissed all the dove of Christianity, and nursed into infernal cunning all the serpent.

It is a proverb, even in the Romish Church, Si cum Jesuitis non cum Jesu itis.

The caution we suggest is, that while setting Christ before us as our own great example, we should see to it, that we actually imbibe his Spirit; that we do not deceive ourselves with names, nor borrow Heaven's livery to serve the devil in. To follow Christ truly, simply, and faithfully, to the end, is the one infallible way to glorify God here, and to enjoy Him forever.

ARTICLE III.

PERSONAL REMINISCENCES OF DR. GRIFFIN.

BY THE REV. SAMUEL H. COX, D.D. LL.D.

[WE depart from our usual and almost invariable rule, in announcing the name of the distinguished author of this Article. We do so, because of its personal and individual character, which takes it out of the range of an ordinary Review Article. It was prepared for another destination; but, owing to unforeseen circumstances, and by the request of some distinguished friends of its honored subject, it has been submitted to our use, as it now appears. In this we acquiesce, not without some special approbation of its propriety. Dr. Griffin was a Presbyterian. He belonged to our branch of the Church. His theology was like that of Richards, Dwight, Payson, Fisher, and other worthies, whose names we omit, because they belong to men still living. The document was written by a friend, and a co-presbyter, who knew him well, and who seems to have rather coerced his admiration within regulated limits, than permitted it to sweep its way in all the naturalness of friendship and grateful memories. Griffin was no common man. In persou his magnitude was as lofty and distinguishing, as in character his qualities were superior and rare and excellent. Such a memory ought not soon to be permitted to fade from the tablets of the Church, or the nation, or the age to which, as a minister of Christ, he was an ornament very seldom surpassed.]

To the task of preparing a sketch of President Griffin, I have acceded with much hesitation and self-distrust, in view of what I judge should be the character of the performance. I feel incompetent to it; fearing to fail, where I ought to succeed, or never undertake. One may be extravagant, using adulation and undue applause; or some way unfaithful in narrative, or in omission, or in the very style of the truth. If love and profound appreciation may be no disqualification, I hope to be availed of their influence in the portraiture I now attempt.

I came from Philadelphia to Newark, New Jersey, as a student of the law, in 1811, about two years after the translation of Dr. Griffin, from his honored pastorate there, to his profes

sorship in the Theological Seminary, at Andover. The atmosphere was redolent of his memory and his praise-his enemies also retaining and diffusing a lively recollection of him. I soon heard him variously described; by the good, however, and the judicious, only in a style of approbation or lofty panegyric. I then began to read his sermons. Soon I was so happy, after I had become interested in the things of Christ, to hear his preaching; subscribing then to all I had heard in his praise. To me he seemed a giant in stature, and a greater giant in mind. His oratory was imperial. The audience seemed enchanted; and he, as he stood and spake to the people all the words of this life, showed the moral centre of a dependent circle of arrested and confluent attention. Stately, natural, massive, in all; matter, manner, method, everything, told us of a master in Israel. He appeared great in every

good sense, and in all original.

I have ever viewed it as an honor and an advantage, as well as a matter of happy memories, that I was so well acquainted with Dr. Griffin. When I became a co-presbyter with him, about four years, in the Presbytery of Jersey, till my pastorate in New York, commencing there in 1820, having been ordained by that venerated body, its members were numerous and its jurisdiction wide; while, for stars of pure radiance and of the first magnitude, there were few Presbyteries in this country, or any other, that showed superior. I mean for sound and useful qualities, befitting the ministry of the glorious Gospel of the blessed God. Griffin, Richards, Fisher, Armstrong, Perrine, Hillyer, Ogden, McDowell, King, and others, all practically one, in doctrine, in love, in usefulness, in fraternal harmony, and mutual help, presented a galaxy of rare attractions, of devout and exalted worth. Among them, the first named was distinguished as the first name, facile princeps, honored in his eminence by all his official peers. In the statistics, the practics, and the ecclesiastics of presbyterial business, and in deliberative debate and counsel, several were both superior and perhaps more useful, especially the second and the third I have named. But, as a preacher, a divine, a scho

lar, a writer, and a person of address and influence, as well as general celebrity, his place was then supreme.

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Not, I think, in that circle named, but in some larger relations, he was not rightly appreciated; detraction and invidious jealousy, connected, indeed, with something of ecclesiastical party spirit and the odium theologicum, disparaged his nobler qualities, and seemed to rejoice in efforts of adroit meanness to degrade him. "Wrath is cruel, and anger is outrageous, but who is able to stand before envy ?" Its report reached him, and vulnerable enough, fined and exquisite, was the nature that felt it. behavior was admirable. He envied no one! sealed against calumny, and even in self-defence he said studiously little. We who knew him, only loved him the more, as we observed his magnanimous and Christian superiority in the contrast. His defamers, oh, how comparatively small and mean!

But here his His lips were

I owe him another tribute, which gratitude and justice alike prescribe, and which many another young man, as I then was, in the ministry, might with me unite to accord him, for the wise and tender care he evinced for my proficiency and accomplishment, as a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth. When I preached for him, or before him and the Presbytery, his censures, expressed to me alone, so faithful, so discriminating, so apposite, so condescending, so useful, so kind, deserve this simple record of my often and deeply felt gratitude. No other person ever benefited me so much. None was ever so severe or so endearing; so inexorable to a fault, or so benignant in teaching me to avoid it. I never doubted his motives. He was unselfish, seeking not his own, in all his animadversions; and I was grateful, and I loved him more and more; I profoundly esteemed him!

On some metaphysically theological points, I really differed from him. Yet, such was my respect for his character, that I felt embarrassment, rather than ease, in attempting to state or argue the difference with him. This he saw, and instantly endeavored to relieve me. He was above the sordidness of

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