the charms of the Saviour's dying love brought life and immortality to light. My prayer closed, the family retired. I said to Fanny, your accounts are sealing up for eternity, and how soon ours will be sealed we know not. You have been deprived of public worship for a long time-to-morrow will be the Sabbath--you will most probably spend it with Abraham in the midst of saints and angels. She was requested to try to take some nourishment, but said, "I would, as gladly as you would have me, but I cannot! My case is desperate." Turning her eyes on me, she said, "If you will prepare the drops-I will take them if possible, for I feel my distress coming on, and I may have a litte rest the first part of the night." I stepped across the room to prepare them -she reached her hands to her mother, and sister W. and they raised her up-she coughed, and raised, but could not discharge it-fell back upon the pillows-fixed her eyes upward with inexpressible sweetness-the family were called in—but she was gone without a struggle or a groan. So much glory appeared to shine upon her, that it was too much for nature, and she sweetly fell asleep in the bosom of Jesus her Lord! I was knelt by her side, and felt the last pulse and the last motion of the heart, and saw the white hue, like a blush, flash over her face, and her eyes full of lustre and big with expression lose all their sweetness and sink down in death-her head bent forward a little, and all was silent-a bed of DEATH!! My feelings none can tell! Her eternal state is fixed! I felt very solemn, though I had such a sense of the presence of God, as I cannot describe The ministering spirits seemed to be present, and the following lines came to my mind. 2 "Angels now are hovering round us, Love and praise to Christ belongs." I could say with the poet, "Heaven and earth agree, The SAVIOUR of mankind! And bless the sound of Jesus' name." The full tide of heavenly consolation rolled me along until after her dust was laid in the dust. My mind was enriched by a celestial power that seemed to shut me in on all sides, as the shepherds were covered with the glory that surrounded them.— Never until now did I have such exalted thoughts of the dignity of the Christian! Their dust is sacred, and the soul celestial in the society above, where Jesus reigns supreme! Many were the tears which I saw flow from the eyes of those who came in to take a farewell look! But none made such deep impression as the tears that fell from the fair faces of the little children whom she had taught in Sabbath School while living. They looked, they gazed, and melted down, and turned away, covering their weeping eyes with their little hands-sweet offering to the one they loved. The following lines, which I found in her wri tings, and read while sitting by her remains, appeared appropriate to tears shed at such a time as this. 1. Ye fleeting streams of earth, farewell, My soul now seeks another home, 2. Farewell, ye friends, whose tender care 3. Cheerful I leave this vale of tears, 4. No more shall sin disturb my breast, 5. Fly, then, ye interposing days!— Chorus. O Heaven, sweet Heaven, Dear Lord, when shall I get to Heaven. Her remains now rest in the new grave-yard in Sidney, Kennebeck county, Maine. The stone presented by the kind friends of Thomaston, was placed at the head, with the inscription in the following order. SEEK GOD! Stop, my friend! O take another view! Was once belov'd like you! No longer then on future time rely, And prepare to DIE!!! FANNY, The beloved consort of the Rev. E. F. Newell, Died April 17, 1824, Aged 30 years, 11 mo. and 5 days. EXTRACTS FROM THE CORRESPOND- [The following Extracts of Letters written by Mrs. Newell, it is believed will be read with interest by the circle of her former acquaintance, and it is hoped not un profitably by others.] Extract of a letter from Pittston to Royalton, Ver mont. Dealy beloved Brother and Sister H. I I gladly embrace this good opportunity of writing to you, after having long premeditated the agreeable task. You would excuse this long delay, if you knew my labors, and visits, which I perform in the name of the Lord, around this large circuit, which reaches the isles of the sea, and extends far back from the shore. After I left Vermont, and came to Maine, I tarried with my parents about six weeks. And the time, I trust, was not spent in vain. took up some of the time in recounting the wonderful goodness of God-the various trials through which I had been brought-the many friends which the Lord had raised up, to smooth my path in life, while travelling over that rugged part of Vermont. We prayed, and sang hymns, and I had some happy meetings, and was glad after so long absence, to exhort sinners again in my native land, to turn to God and live. I enjoy peace, by the salt water, and am as willing to serve God with unwearied diligence, as when on the high hills of Vermont. Do you inquire after |