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THE OLD VERGER.
but Christ, none but Jesus Christ." He much en
joyed the hymn beginning There is a beautiful account given of the journey of
“ Rock of ages, cleft for me, llegesippus, one of the ancient Christians, among his
Let me hide myself in thee!" fellow-believers. “ He met," it is said, “a Melchizedek in every city, who refreshed not his body only,
and having listened to it, he said, “What a fine thing but his soul too, with bread and wine; and he and
it is to have a good Saviour ! What should I do they were one in the Lord, through one loaf and
without the Lord Jesus Christ ?" cup, through one faith and one spirit. When he came
Many visits to him so much resembled each other, to a strange city, he was no stranger ; in the mo
that I cannot particularly distinguish them; but one ment that he presented himself to its Church, a holy
is distinctly remembered, because two dear little girls, family was ready to take him in. Thus he went from
at their own wish, accompanied me; and the incidents
of that visit are remembered in connexion with other blessing to blessing, and from the blessed to the blessed."
circumstances of that brilliant summer's day. And as the Christian meets with some fellow
In the precincts of an ancient cathedral Christian at every stage of his heavenward journey
" A temple shadowy with remembrances
of the majestic past," some with whom to take sweet counsel, and to walk to the house of God as friends,-so the Christian will how naturally does the mind go back to scenes long in every place find his Master's work awaiting him— passed away! what traces do we see of the times gone the works, the employments, which God has before by! We had found one sheltered corner, where stones ordained that he should walk in them; some of the were piled on stones, fragments of marble and granite. poor and ignorant to instruct; some dying believer How long they had been there, and who placed them to visit and encourage.
there, were both unanswered questions; but the wild Such thoughts naturally arose when I heard of the lychnis flower, and the bright valerian, we can tell who dismissal to eternal glory of one whom I had visited planted them here among the ruins, even He who in a distant place, and whose gratitude for the visits makes the wilderness and the solitary place look gay, of an uninvited stranger was deep and affecting. I delighting to throw beauty around us every where. may be indulged in a review of some of these visits; Sunny and fertile spots were the little gardens in and in fancy again enter the low-arched doorway close the Cathedral precincts, sheltered by lofty walls; walls by the ancient gate leading to the Cathedral precincts. that had once formed the sides of a silent cloister, or Kings and conquerors have passed beneath that lofty of the banqueting-room of some mighty monarch, arched gateway; and visions of the olden time will now adorned with wall-flowers, and rich moss and often present themselves to the mind as we tread: valerian. Here was an archway, there a column, of but memory and imagination were silenced as I which some tale of the olden time might be told ; here entered the low door close by the gateway ; for as were vines, or Virginian creepers, in all their vivid I was about to pay 'a visit to a dying man, the freshness, mantling the old, time-worn battlements; realities of life and the solemnities of death were and here we might stoop beneath an archway, and go presented to the mind. We first descend one step, on through a dark, subterranean recess, wondering and then must ascend a dark and narrow staircase ; for what purpose such an excavation liad been made, on the top we come to a landing place of large size. and who had trodden that silent path before us; then There is much that is picturesque in a building not emerge again, and enjoy the bright sunshine on the originally intended for a dwelling-house, but altered soft curf, and gather beautiful moss-roses and long from time to time in order to adapt it to its present wreaths of the graceful fuchsia, whose every trembling purpose. This wide landing-place is now fitted up blossom looks like a jewel wrought of ruby and like a kitchen, with all the homely and useful things amethyst. commonly seen in the cottages of the poor, arranged In such a garden we had been; and my dear young with neatness and order. This kitchen, or landing- companions had not been without occupation and place, led to a yet larger room; in one part of which amusement; for to collect the drooping rose-leaves, was a pillar projecting from the wall; in another, a and spread them to dry on a broad rhubarb-leaf, had pendent column. It was evident that whatever the been enough to interest them; but they left their play building had once been, it was built for a very dif to go and visit the aged dying man. He stretched ferent purpose from that to which it was now applied ; out his wasted hand to each of them; and then kindly for here, on a humble but decent bed, lay, supported told them to look from the window-how pleasant the by pillows, the emaciated form of the aged verger of prospect was! bow cool the turf looked, shadowed the Cathedral. Two years already had he lain there, by the dark elms! and how picturesque the varied and from week to week, and from month to month, dwelling- houses and the stately towers of the Cathehis visitors had often thought that they must be seeing dral! There was not a murmur, not a sigh of comhim for the last time.
plaint, that he should never look upon that view again ; On the occasion of the first visit I paid him, when I there was, I doubt not, a fairer prospect presented to had talked and read to him of Jesus," I love him," the eye of his mind; and till the time of his dismissal he said ; “ I love his name and his word.” In general should come, he was content to wait. All in his he could speak but little, but would lie quietly listen
humble bome was neat and decent: there was a range ing; his dark eyes full of intelligence, and his manner of plants both inside and outside of the arched and most deeply respectful and attentive. Being once heavy-barred window-verbena, and geranium, and asked in whom he put his trust, he said, " In none southernwood.
The Christian may have "a good hope through ance, was introduced to receive the society's premium. gracc.” I believe he had; but he could not rest A narrative of circumstances relative to this individual there; he wanted more than hope he wanted cer
was given in nearly the following words by the Rev.
William Lisle Bowles, the minister of the parish to tainty; and his frame of mind seemed a forgetting of
which the worthy labourer belonged. the things that are behind, and a reaching forth unto John Harding, my old parishioner, having received the things that are before ; for he said, " I want a your bounty, I feel it a duty, having brought him here signal that I am the Lord's child." I reminded him and set him before you, to narrate some circumstances of the blessed declaration, " The Spirit itself witnesseth
in his exemplary life, not on his account, but on ac
count of the Christian example, particularly in times with our spirit that we are the children of God;" and
like the present. his reply was, “ Ourselves are nothing ; the Lord is John Harding, now standing before you, is the son a good God to us." Another time he was able to of a person who rented a farm in the parish of Bremsay, “ I am happy in my Saviour ; I trust in the Lord hill, and who was enabled at his death to leave to Jesus.” Thus he went on day by day, and week by
twelve children one hundred pounds each, and no
more. John, one of the children, was eighteen years week; sometimes extremely ill, and then a little re
of age when he received his humble share of fortune, vived. Being asked how he felt one day when he had
and was a carter working on his father's farm. Now been thought to be dying, he said, “ I thank the al his having at this early age possession of such a sum, mighty God, I had a better hope in the Lord Jesus." I trust you will think redounds the more to his credit, " A better hope !" I thought; it seemed as though,
as it shews his temperance, and attention to those
religious duties in which he was carefully bred up, then, in the immediate view of death, he had felt the
and which he has preserved through his long course need of the Saviour Jesus more than ever before, and of life ; for what would be the language of most young had been enabled to receive more of his fulness. men in the same situation? Why, “ I can but fol. Another time he listened to the sacramental hymn : low the plough when my money is gone!". On the “ This is the feast of heavenly wine,
contrary, never forsaking his honest, laborious emAnd Christ invites to sup;
ployment, he prudently resolved to put out his money The juices of the living Vine
to use," as it is called, and save it till it was more
wanted. Were press'd to fill the cup.
John had his village sweetheart, whom he married Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse
at the age of twenty-five, when he had saved enough The banquet spread for you:
to begin humble housekeeping. He laboured on the Kind Saviour, this is welcome ncws
farm as a carter to his eldest brother, and continued Then I may venture too !"
in his service three-and-twenty years, when his brother With much feeling he repeated the line,
died. He then went into service on another farm, in
the same parish, possessed by two brothers of the " Then I may venture too!"
name of Cook, One of these brothers is yet living; One day he lay so still, that he scarcely looked and John Harding continued to work on the same like a living man. A hymn was repeated :
farm from that time till the present year, living on " Jesus ! thy spotless righteousness
one farm, in the parish of Bremhill, twenty-three My beauty is, my glorious dress."
years; and on the other farm, thirty-seven years ;
and (with his original hundred pounds laid by for The sound of the metre aroused him; he stretched
what is called a rainy day) breeding up industriously out his wasted arm and opened his eyes, and said and religiously fourteen children ! again the line,
John continued "And all my Althy garments gone !"
“ Jocund to drive his team a-field," “ Beautiful !" he repeated ; " the filthy garments all
till his increasing family began to press hard upon gone! The Lord grant it may be so!"
him; for having had one-two--three-four-fiveStill the patient sufferer lingered on; months six-seven--eight-nine-ten children, it might be passed ; and young and blooming ones had been cut thought, that with not one penny besides what he down like flowers. At length his turn came; the gained by his weekly labour, six shillings a-week
when he began, and the interest of this one hundred dear friend who first gave me the privilege of seeing pounds, he and his wife must have had enough to do him, and of whom he had spoken with the deepest to get on. Still, they kept on contentedly; and he respect and affection, found him, when last she visited was never absent from his church on Sundays, where him, scarcely able to speak ; but he clasped his poor,
I have been—what it is the fashion in these days to call skeleton hands, and lifted up his eyes in answer to
working clergyman-for eight-and-twenty years.
Behold him now, the father of fourteen children, some text she repeated. He died alone; his wife,
seven of whom are now living; and these fourteen who had carefully attended on him, had left the room children were at one time pressing on his affectionate to send some one on an errand; and when she came anxieties; and when he looked on the faces of his back, the spirit was gone.
" He died alone," did I “ little ones," as he returned from his daily toil on say? Nay, there were angels in that dying chamber ;
the winter's evening, he looked on them with a prayer
to God, and sometimes with tears in his eyes, before there was the Lord of angels himself there, waiting to
he went to rest. It will be conceived, that at this receive his ransomed one.
time the thought must often have arisen, that it would be for their advantage to take a small sum from bis
original stock ; but, no! God had hitherto befriended A TALE OF HUMBLE LIFE.*
him; he never had a day's sickness; and he had
weathered in his journey of laborious life many a A utgili interesting scene occurred some time ago wintry day. He still, therefore, laboured on; and at a meeting of the Bath and West of England So had now saved up so much froin the interest of his ciety; when a labourer, eighty years of age, and who own money, that, with a little lent him by his old and bad brought up fourteen children without any assist affectionate master, he was enabled, not long ago, . From the " Penny Sunday Reader."
without any parochial assistance whatever, to purchase
two small tenements for three lives of the lord of the often thought that these times of retirement are too land, being still resolved to keep what he had saved unfrequent: we suffer ourselves to be too much in so long for the evening of his days, when his work society; amid the allurements and fascinations of a should be done.
Now, gentlemen, I would beg your attention to particular association we are continually to be found, what follows. Be assured, there is nothing poetical and we seem to be totally unmindful of the words of in what I have related, but plain and bare matter of the Saviour, when he bid us go into our closets, and fact. You have seen his mild features, his grey hairs, shut our doors about us, and pray in secret unto our and his erect form, though now in his eightieth year!
Father in heaven. When his strength for labour was declining, his numerous family being now settled or dispersed, his
Secret prayer is one of the most delightful exercises aged wife and himself lived in a small cottage; and of the renewed mind: it is then that the Christian has if I might here indulge in one word of poetry, I would “ fellowship with the Father, and with his Son Jesus set before you that interesting picture of an old couple Christ;” and when he gains very close and intimate from the affecting lines of poor Burns--who cannot
communion with God, when he climbs to the hill-top, repeat them?
and with the vision of faith views the sparkling and "Jolin Anderson my jo, John, We climb'd life's hill together,
glorious things which have been purchased for him by And many a happy day, mon,
the precious blood of his Saviour,-then he breathes We've had with one another; But now we totter down, mon,
for a time the very atmosphere of heaven, and is unYet hand in hand we'll go,
willing to enter again into the world; he bath seen And rest together at the foot, Jolin Anderson my jo."
the land that floweth with milk and honey, and is loath But now let us change the scene. The sum which
to set foot again in the waste, howling wilderness; he had been preserved so long through the storms and
hath tasted of the rich pomegranates and figs of the sunshine of village-life, at this time, when it was most land of promise, and will not be contented with “ the needed, John had been persuaded, for greater security, beggarly elements of the world;" he hath " seen the to place in the hands of one of those heartless- I will
King in his beauty," and therefore he accounts all not de base the name by calling such a being a man,
earthly things to be vile and utterly worthless. Truly, “ For what man knowing this, And having human feelings, would not blushi
then, the season of retirement, if spent in such exerAnd hang his head to call himself a man ?"
cises as these, will be found the most delightful and But in an evil day, the savings of a long life were profitable to the soul. How beautifully does that most intrusted to the hands of one who left the country in excellent of Christian poets refer to the solitary hour debt three hundred thousand pounds. Among thou of devotionsands of other sufferers, my poor friend was one. His money was gone to the winds, in the time of the
“ The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree, greatest need; but he was not desolate entirely, for though his hundred pounds with which he set out in
And seem by thy sweet bounty made life were gone, he had two cottage tenements still
For those who worship thee !" remaining, now, indeed, held only by one life. Alas! And have we not all distinguishing mercies to recount in less than three years, this one life dropt, and he and to be thankful for ? and what time more appropriand his aged wife, were, after so industrious and so long a life, left to the reluctant dole of a parish, and
ate than the lonely chamber affords, where, on bended their last asylum, a parish workhouse. What did he
knees, we bless the kind and merciful Benefactor of all do? He came to the parson of the parish—the poor living things, who holdeth our souls in life, and causeth man's general friend, notwithstanding the obloquy and goodness and mercy to follow us all the days we spend insults to which, in the present day, he is exposed on the earth ?--and then the consideration of "his inhe came to me, lie told the plain and simple facts;
estimable love in the redemption of the world by our and those facts, which I have now detailed, I stated from his owu mouth, in a petition to the lord of the
Lord Jesus Christ,” will excite the most servent gratiland, under whom his cottages were held. He was
tude and the warmest ailection to Him who hath done unable to pay for a renewal. The plain statement such great things for us. In such moments as these, we thus taken from his own mouth, was sent, in the poor think we behold the Babe of Bethlehem laid in the man's name, to the great landed proprietor. What
manger of the inn, and we fancy we hear the dying did this lord of the land, the instant he had read the statement? Hear, ye revilers of our generous aristo
cry of the Man of sorrows on the summit of Mount cracy! He instantly called on the poor old gray,
Calvary ; the details of redemption's thrilling story ht aded labourer, shook him cordially by the hand, are dwelt on by us in solitude ; and we come away from and told him “ to make his mind quite easy, for the our retirement full of admiration and love to Him who, cottages were his for his own life and that of his wife, while we were yet sinners, died for us. which he lioped would yet last for many years.”
It is in retirement that we can pour out our contrite
acknowledgments of sin, our inconsistencies of charac. THOUGHTS IN SOLITUDE.
ter, our lukewarmness, our apathy, and our unfruitfulness; then it is that, away from the bold and self
righteous Pharisee, “who loves to be heard of men,” No. 1.
we can stand afar off, and, smiting on our breasts, can There is no season more eminently fitted for the con exclaim, “ God be merciful to me a sinner!" templation of divine things than the season of retire Would that these opportunities for secrecy and still ment: the world, with its noise and bustle, its dissipa- devotion were more sought and cherished when pre. ting pleasures and its perplexing cares, are for a while sented! We ought sometimes to be alone ; and yet, if banished from the mind; and we are permitted to en we employ our privacy in some such way as I have joy the sweetness of solitude, and the delights of the mentioned, we shall not be alone, for the Father will soul holding secret intercourse with her God. I have be with us.
BY JOSEPI FEARN.
Need we examples to prove that solitude was sought ness and vileness, then art thou lovely in the Father's after and enjoyed by holy men of old? We read that the eye. O, that we could absolutely take up in him, patriarch Isaac went forth to meditate at even; that
whatsoever we are, yet shrouded under him. Con
stant, fixed believing is all. Let not the Father then Hezekiah turned his face towards the wall, in his silent
see us but in the Son, and all is well.-- Archbishop chamber of sickness, and prayed; and that Daniel en
Leighton. tered into his apartment, and, with his casement opened
The Temple of God.-" The temple of God is towards Jerusalem, presented his petition before the holy," so writes the apostle ; " which temple ye are." Lord. But, should we not be incited to follow the ex Solemn, surely very solemn, is the warning here given ample of these great and good men in the enjoyment The Almighty made each of us as a building in of like precious exercises, let us remember that a
which he might dwell, and in which also he might be greater than all, even Jesus Christ our Lord, “ having glorified. “What? know ye not," says the same apostle,
" that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost, risen up a great while before day, went out into a
which is in you ; which we have of God; and ye are solitary place and prayed."
not your own ? For ye are bought with a price : therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit,
which are God's.” We have here a description of The Cabinet.
what we are, and of the purposes for which we were Peace in Death.--As for death, no one who has
formed, too plain to be mistaken; each one amongst us in the course of his life, from illness or any other
is, I may say, a building; indeed it is the very term
St. Paul uses in another passage: "Ye are," he says, cause, once made up his mind to contemplate it calmly
“God's building ;” sacred to his name ; formed for his and religiously-no one who has ever resolutely re
worship. To us then, as to his temple, we may be garded the hour of his dissolution as at hand, ever
sure Christ often comes. loses the calming and soothing influence which that
He comes to see if his tem
ple, that is, our heart, is clean and undefiled, and prehour has once produced upon his soul: he will feel, because at such an hour he has felt, how unsearchable
pared to render him spiritual service. And in what
state does he find it? Look inwardly, each of you, and are the ways of Him that ruleth over all; he will believe, because he has then believed, that there is a
Is all there holy, pure, and peaceful? Is
there, as it were, a sacred fire, that emblem of purity, saving mercy beyond the grave, and that faith in the Redeemer is the only thing that can bring a man
burning within you? Is the sacrifice of a clean and
obedient heart ready to be offered ? Is the old leaven, peace at the last. And that feeling once attained, the
the leaven of malice and wickedness, purged out, that sting and the pain of death are gone, and the joy in believing is full.--Bp. James, of Calcutta.
you may keep the feast with the unleavened bread of
sincerity and truth ? (1 Cor. v. 8) Or, which God HUMILITY.--It is recorded of one of the ablest and forbid, is his temple thronged only with worldly best of men of the age in which he lived, that when thoughts and carnal desires? Have the buyers and he heard of a criminal condemned to die, he used to sellers and money-changers, the cravings of the flesh, think, and often to say, “ Who can tell whether this the lusts of the eye, the love of gain, found an entrance, man is not better than I ? Or, if I am better, it is not and set up their unhallowed work within you? Is to be ascribed to myself, but to the goodness of God." pride there, exalting itself? Is selfishness seen, seekIt is the advice of an apostle, that " in lowliness of ing its own ? Is uncleanness to be found, with all its mind each should esteem other better than them evil thoughts? Is the ground of the heart, which selves ;” and if we seriously reflect upon the many sin should be set apart for other purposes, thus occupied ful passions and desires which lurk in our bosoms, the and trodden down? If a few better thoughts, a good many evil thoughts which sometimes arise in our desire or two, are still present, have they room to do minds, our many omissions of duty, our many un as they would ? or are they not rather, like the poor guarded expressions,--there probably is not one of us despised Gentile, denied their proper place? Is not but will find reason humbly to acknowledge, that he their voice drowned by the wild uproar around them ? knows more harm of himself than he knows of any one Are they not trampled down by the strong and unholy else. --Archdeacon Berens.
legion which has been admitted to vex and disturb True Worth.-Whatever external advantages a
them? And if this be the case, need I ask what must man may have, yet if he be not endowed with virtuous
the holy Jesus think of such a temple ? how he must qualities, he is far from having any true worth or
regard such a heart? He has once before, perhaps, excellence, and consequently cannot be a fit object of
cleansed and purified it. He came, it may be, and by our praise and esteem ; because he wants that which
means of some trial or affliction, shewed you how should make him perfect and good in his kind. For
unclean your heart had become, drove out the wicked it is not a comely personage, or a long race of famous
crowd which had it in possession, and for a time it was ancestors, or a large revenue, or a multitude of servants,
more pure, more suited as a habitation for holiness; or many swelling titles, or any other thing without a
but now that he has come again, he finds it still more man, that speaks him a complete man, or makes him
corrupt, and wickedness gaining a firmer footing than to be what he should be ; but the right use of his reason,
ever : the last state is, alas! worse than the first.the employing his liberty and choice to the best pur
Rev. F. Lear. poses, the exercising his powers and faculties about ACQUIESCENCE IN THE Divine WILL-Whatever the fittest objects and in the most due measures; duties we are called to perform, or whatever we are these are the things that make him excellent. Now called to resign, we should look more to the great none can be said to do this but only he that is virtuous. Commander, than to that which is commanded. - Rev. -Sharp, Archbishop of York.
W. Marsh My beloved SON.-In this word lies all the com DeceITFULNESS OF THE HEART. - The heart very fort of a Christian. No pleasingness, no acceptance often makes use of the bodily constitutions of men to indeed out of him ; but in him all acceptance of all impose upon them. Many give themselves credit for that are in him. Nothing delights the Father but in being humble and sober, because their constitution, this view; all the world is as nothing in his eye, and being naturally sedate, has no tendency to lead them all men hateful and abominable by sin. Thou, with into excesses to which ardent tempers are prone; all thy good nature, and good breeding, and good car others impetuously carry all before them, and despise riage, art vile and detestable out of Christ. But if thou the rest for want of zeal, whereas their own zeal is no get under the robe of Jesus, thou and all thy guilti more than the heat of their blood. If we would take
the measure of our progress in those tempers to which our natural constitutions are most averse, we should more justly appreciate our real character. It is by pursuing the opposite method that we fall into mistakes.- Rev. Henry Marlyn.
RETIREMENT.—I feel all that I know and all I teach will do nothing for my own soul, if I spend my time, as most people do, in business or company. My soul starves to death in the best company; and God is often lost in prayers and ordinances.
« Enter into thy closet,” said he, “and shut thy door.” Some words in Scripture are very emphatical. "Shut thy door" means much; it means, shut out not only nonsense, but business; not only the company abroad, but the company at home ;-it means, let thy poor soul have a little rest and refreshment; and God have opportunity to speak to thee in a small still voice, or he will speak to thee in thunder.- Rev. R. Cecil.
LITTLE SINs. - Little sins are pioneers to hell. The backslider begins with what he foolishly considers trifling with little sins. There are no little sins. There was a time when all the evil that has existed in the world was comprehended in one sinful thought of our first parent; and all the evil now is the numerous progeny of one little sin.-Rev. W. Howels.
But rich and poor, and high and low,
Who name the Saviour's name, Have all united still to shew
His dying love they claim. Kings have descended from the throne,
And laid their crowns aside, And meekly at God's altar shewn
Memory of Him who died. Empires are risen, fall'n, forgot,
As things of earth must be ; But these few words have perish'd not,
“Do this, remembering me!"
Poetry. THE INSTITUTION OF THE LORD'S SUPPER.
BY MISS EMRA.
THE SISTERS OF BETHANY.
ST. LUKE, X. 38-42.
(For the Church of England Magazine.) There sat around a sacred board
A silent band and few ;
Partings and death in view.
That long-familiar tone!
I will my followers own.
I only ask to dwell,
In hearts that love me well.
As never yet hath been ;
From the tremendous scene.
And drink one drop of wine;
0, look beyond the sign. Remember me! My flesh I give, My blood for
pour ; By faith in me your souls shall live
0, doubt not, but adore." And since these hallow'd words were said,
Centuries have pass'd away;
Have fall'n into decay.
And bade their glory pass,
On marble or on brass.
Ye may not now your Saviour meet;
A QUIET CONSCIENCE.
BY KING CHARLES I.
CLOSE thine eyes, and sleep secure;
A quiet conscience in the breast
• From Poems by Mrs. Abdy.