to be laid aside for that of decided and unbending authority, and will condemn even as we ourselves condemn that guilty easiness of temper; that mere weakness of affection, which would pass over their faults without remonstrance and rebuke.

Every faithful parent and instructor must surely feel too deeply solicitous to foster into full expansion the delicate and beautiful buds of youthful excellence, not to seek to pluck up, even at the expense of pain and suffering, those noxious weeds which would mar and spoil the unfolding beauties of the tender flower. Before quitting the subject on which I have ventured thus briefly and very imperfectly to express my "thoughts," I cannot help suggesting a consideration which forces itself into my mind, as being one which may well assist us in preserving an equanimity of temper in those trials which will doubtless at some time or other assail every one who comes into close contact with the young; and will occasion even to the most equal-minded and benevolent no little disquietude, and call into exercise all the fortitude of the most self-governed. Do we ourselves exhibit the faultlessness which we sometimes seem to expect in our children? Are we not frequently unreasonable enough to require of them what might be required from ourselves in vain? Let us but recollect our own short-comings and misdoings, and we shall surely learn to deal gently with the youthful transgressor, when we find that his heart, like our own, is "deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked." How often, it might be asked, do we ourselves, with all our increase of years and experience, how often do we make good resolutions, and keep them not? How often do we act

over again the very sins we have confessed and lamented? How often do we grow faint and weary in well-doing. How do we find again and again, upon how slippery ground we stand! Do we not constantly own, and, if in any measure we know ourselves, do we not constantly feel, that often-very often, we leave undone those things which we ought to do, and do those things which we ought not to do. And shall we have no fellow-feeling, no sympathy with the young soldiers in the spiritual warfare, who have scarce begun the battle, and who, like ourselves, are easily driven from their post. Surely, surely, while we decidedly mark our displeasure at the transgression, we may well sympathize with, and compassionate the transgressor.

M. P. H.

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"THE Lord knoweth them that are his." There is still a large and faithful band of God's ministers in the land, who prove their " apostolic succession " by the possession of an apostolic spirit, and who "count not their properties," or even "their lives dear unto them," so that they may finish their course with joy, and the ministry they have received of the Lord Jesus to testify the Gospel of the grace of God." And thank God, there are yet many of the Lord's people, who will listen to no "other Gospel," no other Testimony.-Beamish's Two Letters to Pusey.

NOTES TO THE CHRISTIAN YEAR.

No. VIII.

GUNPOWDER TREASON.

"Speak gently of our sister's fall."

WE had a sister Church at Rome,
Oh whither is she fled?
Long gathered to her Father's home,

Her lamp on earth is dead.

Where, once, with fervent zeal she prayed
Before the throne of grace,

In scarlet, gems, and gold arrayed,
A stranger fills her place.

Our sister church, oh call her not!

At once forego the claim; Nor fix so foul, so deep a blot Upon the Christian name.

The deadly cup-the hydra throne-
The blood defiled carouse-

This is no mourner left alone,

Nor this the Saviour's spouse.

But thou her doomed abode hast shown,*
And thou hast named her dower,
For monarchs bow before her throne,
Lay down their wealth, and power.

Her rightful name is Mystery;
And, from her iron rod

To dens and caverns forced to flee,
Behold the Church of God!

We know not her by glittering shrine,
Or sense-alluring rite;
Nor by a long unbroken line+

Upheld in priestly might.

We know her by her blood-washed vest,
And by her joy-lit eye,
Which still as sorrow fiercely press'd
Looked smilingly on high.

We know her by her helm of light,
And by her matchless shield:
By one pure lamp serenely bright,
The will of God revealed.

No "gleam of fancy she can lend"
To please "the thoughts of youth,"
But closely round her steps attend,
Sobriety, and truth.

"At Rome she wears it," &c. See Rev. xvii. 9—13.

+ Endless genealogies which minister questions rather than godly edifying. 1 Tim. 1-4.

She conjures up no idle tale

To soothe foreboding fear;

But through life's saddest darkest vale
Says still, the Lord is near.

E'en now she lifts the spirit's cry,
E'en now she brakes the snare ;
From Babylon my people fly
Lest ye her ruin share!

PUSEYISM.

How can I look upon such a school as this as a christian school? How can I look upon those men as honest members of that branch of the Reformed Church established in this land, who declare it to be their great object to “unprotestantize the Church and nation," who teach the duty and necessity of "receding farther and farther from the principles (if they be any,) of the British Reformation," who either directly deny, or endeavour to fritter away, the plain and palpable judgments of the Church on the allsufficiency of Scripture, and the "blasphemous deceits" of the Church of Rome? How can I not look upon those men as Papists in heart and sentiment, who speaks of the Romish Church which the writers of the Homilies identify with the "Mystical Babylon," the "Mother of Harlots," as "Christ's Holy Home, the soothing mother by whom they were all born to God." If ever there was heresy, here is heresy; if ever there was Popery, here is Popery; if ever there was a system of religion, antagonist to the religion of Jesus Christ, here is that system.-Beamish's Two Letters to Pusey.