asce on all the means of grace, private and public. Her zeal for the conversion of others soon displayed itself by her activity in visiting the sick, praying with the distressed, and inviting and persuading as many as she could to come to the house of GOD, and to enlist in the service of JESUS CHRIST. Her union with MR. HOWARD caused her removal to Manchester; where also she was an ornament to her christian profession. She became the mother of a large family; and was considerably involved in domestic cares, and in the anxieties of business. But her love to the LORD JESUS was never lost; her walk with GOD was still kept up; and, in the midst of many distressing trials, she retained the sense of her acceptance with GOD, and was making progress in knowledge and in grace. Her bereaved husband and children will long have in remembrance the floods of tears which she has poured before them, whilst privately instructing them, and agonizing in prayer to GOD with them and for them.-For the last few years she had more leisure to devote her mind and talents, as formerly, to the cause of CHRIST; and was appointed the Leader of a female Class. For that little flock she affectionately cared; their growth in spirituality she daily sought to promote; and the bond of reciprocal attachment became stronger by increasing acquaintance. Upon the whole, MRS. H. enjoyed a tolerable share of health; and, till within twenty-four hours of her departure, her activity was very observable. Although her death might be called sudden, yet it found her watching for the heavenly Bridegroom. It is sometimes the case, when the LORD is about to call his saints to himself, that there are certain premonitions, not much thought of at the time, but afterwards recollected by surviving friends. Such was the fact in MRS. H.'s case. The last time she met her Class, (a few days before her death,) she expressed a conviction which rested upon her mind, that one of them would be called into eternity before the appointed hour of their meeting again; and prayed most earnestly that GOD would prepare the individual who was so soon to be removed from earth. Little did the members think that she was to be the victim!-She appeared to have been ripening for glory for many months before. Her piety increased daily; and it was manifest that it was indeed her meat and drink to do her Master's will. She had also discovered a most uncommon anxiety for the eternal interests of her family; and her every movement among them, for the last week, seemed to say to them,

"Be ye also ready, for in such an hour as ye think not, the Son of Man cometh." She attended divine worship three times on Christmas-day; and it was remarked that she looked better than usual. In the evening of that day she engaged with her family in singing and prayer for the last time. She was led to pray with great ardour for the salvation of sinners in general, and in particular for her own household and kindred. The next day (Thursday) she visited the Intirinary. Her errand there was to instruct and comfort some of the suffering inmates of that House of Mercy. Those who saw her were powerfully struck with the fervency and love which were manifested in her prayer to Gon for them; and she remarked, on her return home, that she had been much pleased and edified by her visit. The next morning (Friday) she entered upon her domestic concerns, as usual; and also transacted business in the shop till about two o'clock in the afternoon, when she was seized with a violent disease, which medical aid, though speedily procured, utterly failed to remove. Her sufferings were inexpressibly severe; and she frequently cried out, "O my GOD, help me! I beseech thee to hear me; for thy Son's sake, save me!" When medicine was presented, she said, LORD, if it be thy will, thou canst bless the meaus made use of to the good of my body; but if not, prepare me for what lies before me." At another time, when receiving a very nauseous mixture, she said,

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"Physician of souls, unto me

Forgiveness and holiness give; And then from the body set free, And then to the City' receive."

On the Saturday morning, to a friend, she said, 'I lie as passive clay in the hand of the Potter." "For me to live is CHRIST; but to die would be eternal gain." "I have not one wish left, he will do with me what seemeth good in his sight." In the afternoon she called her daughter to her, smiled, and said, "O ANNE, I shall soon be with JESUS; and then prayed, "LORD JESUS, receive me to thyself! She grasped her hand, looked very earnestly at her for about a minute, and then lifting up her eyes to heaven, with a smile upon her countenance, she cried, "LORD JESUS, receive my spirit." These were the last words that could be distinctly understood; and soon afterwards she gloriously escaped to Paradise.

Newcastle-upon-Tyne.

EDWARD OAKES.

4. Died, Jan. 1st, 1823, in his seventyfirst year, MR. JOHN SEWELL, of Yarmouth. He was born at Thurlton, in Norfolk. At a suitable age, he was apprenticed in Yarmouth, and served his master with exemplary fidelity and diligence. During his apprenticeship, he was the subject of serious impressions; and attended the ministry of the General Baptists. After his apprenticeship was expired, he married a person of the Baptist denomination, and went into business. On the appointment of MR. JOSEPH PILMOOR to the Norwich Circuit, in 1777, MR. and MRS. SEWELL began occasionally to attend the Methodist ministry; when, by degrees, the word fastened upon their hearts. And, a short time after the appointment of the late MR. GEORGE SHADFORD, being truly convinced of sin, they both joined the Society, and began to seek the grace of Gop with full purpose of heart.-MR. SEWELL now clearly saw, that neither his previous morality, nor his attach ment to the ministry of the word, could save him. He saw, however, through the divine blessing on what he heard from the pulpit, and what he read in his Bible, that by faith in the name of JESUS CHRIST, there was deliverance for him. Hence, he earnestly sought redemption through the blood of the Cross; and soon obtained a clear sense of pardoning mercy. From the great benefit which he thus derived through the ministry of the Methodists, his attachment to their Preachers became most affectionate grateful, and lasting. The prosperity of the cause of GOD among them lay near his heart; and though various means were used to draw him aside, he rejoiced to abide in union with a people whom the LORD had so greatly blessed to him nor did he, at the close of life, regret that his name was still enrolled among them.-MR. SEWELL was a man of few words; but when he entered freely into conversation, there was an originality in his observations, which strongly arrested the attention. In his mode of administering reproof, he possessed a talent which seldom failed to produce effects on the conscience of the reproved. In one instance, whatever was the result with regard to the person admonished, the liberality which he displayed was made a blessing to another person, who, until that hour, had remained unconcerned respecting her soul. One night, after MR. WESLEY had been preaching at the Old Chapel in FerryBoat Row, a man had lost his hat, and was violently irritated on the occasion. MR. SEWELL stepped up to him, and calmly said, "Here, friend, take my

hat." The manner in which he gave away his hat to an angry man, much impressed a young person present, who thought, Surely, there is something more in religion, than I ever knew before." She was, in that hour, deeply convinced of sin, joined the Society without delay, lived for some years in the enjoyment of real Christianity, and died happy in the LORD.-On the death of his father-in-law, MR. S. entered upon his business; chiefly at the instance of his wife, who survived her father only two months. MR. SEWELL was now bereaved of one who had been a helpmeet unto him; and had entered on a new concern with which he had but a small acquaintance: but his trust was in GOD; and whilst he was assured that, if he committed his way unto the LORD, he would bring it to pass, he was led, in answer to prayer, to that prudence and discretion in the prosecution of his temporal concerns, which, through the blessing of God, insured his prosperity. He was subsequently married again to a person with whom he walked many years in the fear of the LORD, and in the comforts of the HOLY GHOST.-MR. SEWELL, after a series of years, resigned his business to his son. He continued, however, to fill up his time usefully; and especially occupied himself in searching the Scriptures, in prayer, and in visiting his sick friends. His attention to the means of grace was remarkable. His place was never vacant when he could attend. He was a man of reserved and quiet disposition, and pursued "the noiseless tenor of his way" without ostentation. Yet of him it might be truly said, "Not slothful in business, fervent in spirit, serving the LORD.”The work of GOD having so prospered at Yarmouth, that the existing Chapel was too small to contain the people, MR. SEWELL'S love and zeal on the occasion were ardent and persevering; and he thought it his duty to contract for the place which is now possessed as a Chapel by the Methodist Connexion. By making himself responsible for the purchase and fitting-up of these premises, (with such aid as he could obtain from other friends to the design,) he incurred the displeasure of most of his relatives, who strongly predicted his utter ruin. But he went on, with many prayers and tears; and the result has proved that his efforts were acceptable to GOD. For many years previous to his decease, he had the comfort of worshipping the LORD with one of the most regular and established congregations in the kingdom. The last time at which MR. S. engaged in prayer in the Chapel, he appeared

ZION, arise, and shine,

Thy light, thy God is come;
His glory beams with rays divine,
He calls thy children home.
On all the Church below

He sheds his SPIRIT down,
That grateful hosts to him may flow,
And make his glories known.
Like gentle showers of Spring,
It falls on distant lands;
The little hills rejoice and sing,
The valleys clap their hands.
Many through all the earth

Are running to and fro,
To give the expected ages birth,
And vanquish every foe.
Support them in the fight,

Where ancient vices reign;
And may they, in thy SPIRIT'S might,
The rights of God maintain.

Let valleys for them rise,

And rocks and hills give way; Applain their path to reach the skies, And haste the latter day.

May every pagan knee

Bow down beneath their word; And every tongue confess to thee, That JESUS is the LORD.

Let Truth her beauty show,

And Grace her charms disclose; And lay the daring idols low, And chase away thy foes. May all the heathen lands

Be sprinkled with his blood, And Ethiopia stretch her hands T'embrace the SAVIOUR-GOD. May all the nations know

The heaven of JESU's love: Unite them to thy Church below, And then the Church above. Haste, haste the happy day,

The Prophets' cheering theme; And wipe our tears and grief away, And reign the LORD supreme. Then barren lands shall sing,

That children did not bear; And all the earth her tribute bring, And serve thee without fear. Bristol.

J. S.

LET the proud Virtuoso scan

The fragments of imperial Rome,Those great and lovely works of man, That shoot their rays athwart the gloom

Which shrouds the darky vault of time,

And lisp of many a deed sublime,
Whose kingly form and deathless name
Are graven on the breast of fame.
What boots it if a mortal gaze
On all the feuds of other days,
The people's rage, the tyrant's
sway,

And all the hell of warlike fray?
'Tis said to gaze on deeds of yore
Is sweet, tho' they be stain'd with
gore;

But you may call a minstrel from his rest,

Who finds a sweeter echo in the Christian's breast.

Let the vain philosophic Sage

Vaunt of the vigour of his mind, And with his giant-prowess wage, Against whate'er is not refin'd, A ruthless, but a bloodless war; Then seat him in the Pedant's car, And with his wizard cunning scan

Let the ambitious Warrior dare

To wade thro' seas of human gore, And in his mimic lightning's glare

The phantom form of Fame adore.Amid the reeking battle's strife, Amid the reckless waste of life, Amongst the slain the parent fell; His requiem was the cannon's yell. His Leader's Paeans load the gale; He thinks not of the orphan's wail: The light of glory beams from far, He loves to gaze upon its star; Its sheen is fair, its smile is bliss, It forms his chosen happiness : But he may wander o'er the meads of fame,

You sigh not for his bliss, nor for his throned name.

Be yours the work to cheer the world With the blest strains of sacred lore; And let your banner be unfurl'd

Through every land, on every shore, Where Error hath her roses spread; Where Superstition rears her head; Where gaunt and daring Vice is known To hurl her mandates from a throne, Whose every lurid strain is law, That holds her trembling dupes in awe.

Yen, show the sable sons of Ham, The altar of the bleeding Lamb; And let the Hindoo Pilgrim gaze On the effulgence of the rays The Sun of Truth pours on our favour'd land;

That they, with us, may bless the SAVIOUR'S mild command.

Gargrave.

E. TATHAM.

Is mere existence, breathing through the gloom?

Shall he explore that mart of ice and sleet,

Where nature's pulse is hardly felt to beat;

Where everlasting desolation reigns O'er earth and ocean, bound in frozen chains?

Shall he tempt regions hideous and dark, That never smil'd sinceNOAH left the ark? To crown his temples with his country's wreath,

Invade these frigid avenues of death; The barriers of the Arctic Circle force, With not a magnet to direct his course, With not a sun to gild that arch divine,* That shows his distance from the Pole and Line?

Brave the long gloom of Hyperborean night?

Shall he, shall PARRY, for a paltry lure, These and ten thousand nameless ills endure?

And shall not I, when GOD and duty call,
Fly to the utmost limits of the ball,
Cross the wide sea, along the desert toil,
Or circumnavigate each Indian isle,
To torrid regions fly, to save the lost,
Or brave the rigour of eternal frost ?
I may, like BRAINERD, perish in mybloom,
A group of Indians weeping round my
tomb:

I

In

may, like MARTIN, lay my burning head

some lone Persian hut, or Turkish shed:

I may, like COKE, be buried in the wave: I may, like HOWARD, find a Tartar grave: Or perish, like a XAVIER, on the beach, In some poor cottage out of friendship's reach :

I may, but never let my soul repine; "Lo I am with you; "-Heaven is in that, line:

The graduated Arch of the Quadrant.

Newark.

JOSHUA MARSDEN.

A. G. J.