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Resolved, That we recognise the hand of God in disposing the four great Christian powers to insist that, in making their late treaties with the Chinese Emperor, the Christian religion should be freely tolerated. This has opened a door for preaching the Gospel to four hundred millions of the lost race of Adam.

Resolved, That while the Chinese Empire is white for the harvest, it has pleased the God of all grace to pour out His Spirit upon our seminaries of learning, to prepare labourers to enter into this field.

Resolved, That in view of the events of the past year, we will thank God and take courage.”


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The following has been sent to the editor for publication in this book :

“ On Wednesday, the 17th of last March, the writer (who had often been to the morning meetings) attended, for the first and only time, the twelve o'clock meeting at the Old South Chapel. The room, as was usual at that season, was crowded, and a deep solemnity pervaded all hearts. Among the requests for prayers was one from a wife, for the conversion of her husband.

“I was impelled to make some remarks, urging upon Christians the duty of speaking to friends and strangers upon the all-important subject of religion; and instanced the practice of Harlan Page in New York, who would sometimes stop strangers in the busy thoroughfares, and, with peculiar tenderness and emotion, often with tears, ask them if they loved the Saviour.

“The meeting closed at the usual time, and in going down stairs I met a gentleman of my acquaint


ance. After expressing my pleasure and surprise at seeing him there (though I had before invited him to come), and his remarking, 'I stopped on my way to the bank,' we separated. I would here remark that I was in the constant habit of meeting him in the cars, and of speaking to him. The next day I missed him in the cars, but, on Friday morning, on stepping on board, he grasped me by the hand, and said, 'I am a happy man now.' He then, with much feeling, gave me in substance the following account:

" "You saw me at the prayer-meeting, Wednesday; I went there with little other feeling than that of curiosity, but, after that request for prayer, and especially your remarks that followed, I was completely melted. After the meeting I returned to the office, and soon took the cars for home, in great distress of mind. I immediately sent for my minister, and, with a breaking heart, cried, “What must I do?” He talked with and prayed for me, but still the burden was not removed. After he left, my wife came, and you may imagine her joy and my surprise, after telling her where I had been, to hear her exclaim, “Why, I sent that request to the meeting." She conversed with me, and prayed with me, but still the load remained; but, after leaving me alone for a few minutes, the thought came like a flash to my mind, “ Your friends, your pastor, and your wife, have conversed with you, have urged you, and prayed, and done all they could for you; surely you have a duty to perform yourself.” I immediately fell upon my knees and prayed for mercy and for acceptance, and when I arose I was the happy man

you see.'

"I met him frequently afterwards, and always with pleasure and profit, his heart and hands engaged in every good word and work. Thus he continued until Thursday, the 3d of June, when by a sudden and sad calamity he was called home to glory."


The following article, from the pen of Mr. C. A. Richardson, will give one a very good idea of the manner in which the meeting is conducted. It also contains a number of interesting facts, and we insert it entire:

Friday, December 17, 1858.—We enter the chapel, which is a small, neat brick building, and pass to the second storey, where the meeting is held. It is nearly time for commencing. The room will seat from one hundred and fifty to two hundred. The doors are so arranged as to open and shut noiselessly, and the aisles are thickly carpeted, preventing, as far as possible, any noise from the footsteps of late comers. The chapel is about half full. A well-known deacon of a Congregational church in the suburbs of Boston acts as leader this morning. The exercises are introduced with singing the hymn commencing,

“Blessed is the man who shuns the place

Where sinners love to meet." The voices blend finely, and one begins to feel that it is good to be here. A well-known brother offers fervent prayer. The leader reads the first psalm, and, in brief comments upon it, says that when he had charge of a Sabbath school he used to request all the scholars to commit this psalm perfectly to memory. Another hymn is sung. The leader reads five requests for prayer : one asking the prayers of the meeting for an unconverted young lady, just gone to New York to engage in the festive scenes of


Christmas ; another for the town of Granby, and still another for a blessing upon the town of Littleton. Dr. Jenks, the well-known editor of the Comprehensive Commentary, in his clear, stentorian voice, offers prayer, remembering especially the requests that have been read. Meantime persons have continued to come in noiselessly, till the room is very nearly full. Another request is read, asking prayer for an unconverted husband. Brief remarks are made by a venerable clergyman. Another brother remarks that fifteen thousand persons are engaged in Boston this morning in dealing out intoxicating drinks to their fellow-men. Was not a remedy for this terrible evil an important thing to pray for? The chairman remarks, that, although this may well be referred to incidentally, yet the great object of the meeting, it must be remembered, is to pray for the descent of the Holy Spirit. Another prayer is offered, and a hymn sung.

An apparent stranger speaks of the Fulton Street Prayer-meeting in New York, and mentions the fact, that it is composed mainly of strangers from all parts of the country, thus becoming a kind of religious exchange. He had heard it stated there but a few mornings before, that twenty on board the receiving ship North Carolina, at Brooklyn, had recently been converted, and over one hundred, at a subsequent meeting on that vessel, stood up to express their anxiety for their souls. The same brother, in

, illustrating the power of prayer, relates an incident that occurred under his own observation in the family of an eminent teacher in the vicinity of New York. A little daughter, eight years old, a lovely child, was taken very ill. The physician despaired of her life. The speaker said it was agreed by various members


of the family to pray earnestly, not simply that she might live, but that she might live to be a missionary

Some weeks afterward, he was in the same family, and found the little girl entirely recovered. He called her to him, and, in conversing with her, inquired if she loved Jesus. “Yes,” said she; “I hope I gave my heart to Him three days ago, and I am going to be a missionary." This little anecdote was related in a very interesting manner, and many eyes are moistened with tears. Half-past nine has now come, and it is time to close. It is announced that, beside a female prayer-meeting of half-an-hour, to follow immediately, and the “Business Men's Meeting,” from twelve to one, there is also to be a special meeting in the same room, in the afternoon, from two o'clock to four. The exercises are closed by singing,

" Jesus shall reign where'er the sun.”


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REMEMBER THE STRANGER.- A brother said that on Saturday night, as he was passing through Summer Street, on his way to a neighbourhood prayer-meeting at the north end, he was accosted by a stranger, who asked him for money to buy something to eat. He at first refused, but something in the manner of the mendicant arrested his attention. He pleaded that he had been at work, lost his wages, and walked thirty miles that day, with nothing to eat except a few crackers obtained at Dedham. Said the speaker, I told him he had spent his money for liquor. He confessed that he had. I told him I was going to meeting a considerable distance, but that if he would go with me I would try and do something for him afterward. It was very cold, but he said he would go. On the

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