may graciously accept this little offering, and hear and answer the prayers which have often invoked a blessing during its preparation, is the earnest wish of the writer-the faithful and affectionate friend of little Amy and Rosalie's parents, L. W that they had been with Jesus," He surely means that the fragrance of their example should not be wholly lost. They may have been unseen and unknown whilst here below, beyond the "silent nursery, once gladsome with their mirth," and the happy but now desolate home in which their joyous childhood played, but still "being dead" they may “yet speak." The dear children whose short and simple annals, the following pages record, were little buds of promise, and the Saviour whom they loved, soon transplanted them to His own heavenly garden above, there to bloom in immortal beauty. "Lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in death they were not divided." Children like to hear about children. They cannot easily form abstract ideas of heaven and its glorious realities, although the description of the golden crowns, the white robes, the gates of pearl, and the harpers harping with their harps, tell them of something that eye hath not seen nor ear heard, and fill their infant minds with admiring wonder ;-they love too, to be told of Jesus, the kind and loving Saviour, who put his hands upon the heads of little children and blessed them, and who is said to "gather the lambs in His arms and to carry them in His bosom ;" and perhaps no picture of heaven which a little child can form to itself, is more sweet or more enduring, or more correctly beautiful, than that of this loving Saviour receiving children to Himself, now that He is upon His throne of glory, "Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy happy band." It may be that the early, and sometimes sudden removal, of those little ones whom God by His grace and Spirit, had fitted for a holier and better state of existence, is one of the means which He employs as an attraction heavenwards. Such were the thoughts that filled the mind of the bereaved Mother of little Amy and Rosalie, as amidst many tears, she penned the following Memoir, and such are the thoughts which she has requested the writer of these few prefatory remarks to make known, as her motive for giving to the public, what otherwise would have been looked upon as almost too sacred, and too private, for any eye but her own. Happy will she feel should the example of her children, particularly that of little Amy, in her truthfulness, her conscientiousness, her delight in secret prayer, and her love to Jesus, be made useful to others, and stimulate one little child to press forward on its heavenly course. Happy will she feel, if her own loss might be made the means, under God, of adding another jewel to the Redeemer's crown. That He, who said, "Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not," |