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Surely, thought I, the millennium is at hand, and my dear one will now be brought into the fold of Christ. I prayed and laboured for him with renewed hope and courage. On Saturday evening, the 6th of last March, I addressed him, with all the earnestness that my

love for his immortal soul could prompt, to put off the day of repentance no longer. That evening he expressed for the first time a hearty desire to become a Christian. The following week I urged him to attend the prayer-meeting at the Old South Chapel. But he could not leave his business, and he would not be seen, as he afterwards said, going to a prayer-meeting in the day-time. The next Sabbath he seemed much affected by the services of the day. Anxious that his impressions might be deepened, I asked him to go to the prayer-meeting in the evening. But he declined, saying he did not like to leave me alone. I then said to him, “ When will you attend to your soul's salvation? Why do you put it off ?" He quietly closed the book that he was reading, and said, “I do wish you would not talk to me; it does no good;" and then resumed his reading. I said no more, but went to the mercyseat, and left his case with God. This was the last time that the subject of religion was unpleasant to him. The next morning, when he first awoke, he told me he wanted to seek the Saviour until he found Him, and that he should go to the prayer-meeting that day. He went, and also on the following day, without much apparent change in his feelings. I feared that his interest might wear away; and on Wednesday morning, after he had gone in town, I penned a little note, requesting prayers in his behalf. I went to the Old South Chapel, and, as the people were passing into the morning prayer-meeting, I handed the note to a gentleman, and went away. When I arrived at home, I found him there before me. He met me at the door, and, with tears streaming down his face, said, “ Oh, what must I do? I am undone! I am entirely broken down! What must I do! Rev. has been in, and talked and prayed with me, but no comfort came to my soul.” He told me that he had been to the noonday prayermeeting, and it was there he was led to feel deeply his lost condition without a Saviour. All his former trust in his own goodness had failed him, and he had no hope left. He was almost in despair. I asked him if there was a request of a wife for the conversion of her husband read at that meeting. “Oh, yes,” said he; was it

you who sent that note? It was that request, and the prayer that followed, which completely broke me down.” He said he was willing to give up everything for Christ. I told him that as Christ had long been waiting with outstretched arms to receive him, He was ready now, and there was no reason why his peace should not be immediately made with God. "We knelt down

. together, and, after offering a fervent petition for him, he followed me in prayer, making a full surrender of himself, and all that he possessed, to Christ. When we arose from our knees, his whole countenance beamed with light and joy that was dawning upon his soul.

Why,” said he, “I believe the burden is gone. I think Christ has accepted me; I am happy, very happy;" and so he continued constantly, as he said, growing brighter and brighter. That night our family altar was erected, and from it ascended the incense of gratitude from hearts overflowing with joy and thanksgiving. The next morning found


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him anxious to know what he could do for Christ. He went to his impenitent friends, and told them what Christ had done for him, and enjoining them to accept that Saviour who had given him such joy and peace. Nor were his labours unblest. He had the joy of seeing some souls through his instrumentality brought to yield themselves to Jesus. anxious to do his duty, whatever it might be ; and with such alacrity did he take up every cross,

that they seemed joys rather than crosses.

On the first Sabbath in May, he stood up and professed Christ before men, uniting himself with His followers, and with them partaking of His body which was broken, and His blood that was spilled for the remission of sins. It was a season of great joy to his soul.

It was his first and last communion season on earth. In one short month, on the 3d of June, he was suddenly, without a moment's warning, called home. But he was ready to go; his time for labour was short, but he had accomplished much. He had often expressed his readiness to go. Death had no terror for him; he had no doubts. His faith and trust were undimmed. And while we, for the suddenness of our loss, were for a time enveloped in such confused, impenetrable darkness, all the glory and brightness of the New Jerusalem burst upon his astonished vision, and, clothed in the pure robe of righteousness that Christ had in waiting for him, he was casting his crown, not wholly starless, at the Saviour's feet, and rejoicing over all the way in which God had led him—that way which seems so dark and mysterious to us. Yet we would trustingly say, “Not my will, but Thine, O Lord, be ·

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A DAUGHTER AND NIECE CONVERTED.— A lady, with a daughter and niece, residing in a suburban village, purposed, one morning, to go to the city shopping

The daughter and niece, wishing to attend the meeting at the chapel, walked some distance in order to procure conveyance by which they might reach the city in season for that meeting.

At its close they were invited to the inquiry meeting. Several of the brethren conversed with them, and when the mother and aunt returned from shopping, she found her daughter and niece sitting at the feet of Jesus, rejoicing in hope.

A DRUNKARD RECLAIMED.-At one of our morning meetings, some months since, an intemperate, wretched-looking man, poorly clad, was seen to enter.

He was truly a pitiable object. He had buried wife and child, and, to all human appearance, was himself well-nigh buried in that grave in which drunkenness, profane swearing, and Sabbath-breaking, had almost placed him.

But he was not buried so deep as to be unseen by that God who has this year wrought such wonders among us.

He was leading him in a way he knew not. He caused his attention to be arrested by the notices at the door, to read them carefully, and then to enter.

The first meeting being closed, He put it into the heart of a brother to invite him to the inquiry meeting below. The attention of two or three brethren was called to his case. They remained . 131 with him, spent a season in prayer for and conversation with him, and then he prayed for himself. And such a prayer! It could have proceeded only from a broken and contrite heart. Such brokenness of heart; such contrition of spirit; such a sense of his guilt in the sight of his heavenly Father; such a realising sense of his lost condition ; such a sense of dependence upon God alone for help; such recognition of the fact that God would be just should He consign him to endless woe, -were manifested in that prayer, that the brethren with him could but feel confident that he had given his heart to Jesus, and that God, for Christ's sake, had pardoned his many and aggravated sins, and received him into His arms of love, which are ever open to greet the returning wanderer.

The next day he was at the Park Street Church neatly clothed, and, as we trust, in his right mind.

We have seen him from time to time since, and have reason to believe that the work so auspiciously begun still continues ; and we cite it here for the consolation and comfort of those who feel that they are too far sunken in sin to be reached, even by the everlasting arms.

It should be stated, however, that at the outset he commenced, in the house of his aunt, family prayer, and continued priest of the household till toward the end of the year.

He then “lost his confidence,” partly from lack of employment, and yielded, two or three times, to the tempter, strong drink. Since the new year commenced, he has kept free from liquor, and has recently signed the pledge to abstain from all that can intoxicate, and promises to exert his whole influence in the cause of temperance. He had never before signed the pledge.

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