perhaps, though I know it not, his eyes and his heart are there perpetually. It is not meant to remain a rudiment, oh no; as "sin hath reigned, even unto death, so grace should yet reign even to eternal life."

9th Mo. 24th. C. Buller's speech very interesting. He says party must yet be the mode of political action; but that instead of the objects of civil liberty, the carrying out of public beneficial measures, as sanitary regulations, reform in the administration of the laws, etc., will be the object. That the nation is just at one of those crises, when a long sought end ceases to be subject of debate; and for further advances and new measures the battle must be fought, in carrying out public opinion against private interests. Much truth, but oh, what small matters to make the questions of the day; think what is in the back ground. What of public health, with 8,000,000 gallons of spirits! What of public economy, with £8,000,000 spent on the army and navy! What of public morals, with licensed dealers in virtual intoxication! What of religious liberty, with a Church like the Establishment! Surely the great questions of right and wrong will, at some period, be the questions of the day.

9th Mo. 27th. Perplexed about Irish knitting,

because it is slave-grown cotton.

It does not seem

consistent to buy it; and yet I don't know what to recommend.

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9th Mo. 30th. Another month is at an end. Oh, that I knew whereabouts I stand in the race. a point I long to know." Sometimes I have joy of heart, and then I tremble lest it be not rightly founded; sometimes tenderness of heart, and then I fear it is only natural feeling; sometimes fervent desires after good, and then I fear lest they are only the result of fear of punishment; sometimes trust in the merits of Jesus, and can look to Him as a sacrifice for sin; then I fear lest it is only as an escape from danger, not deliverance from present corruption; sometimes wish to fulfil actively my duties, then these same duties have stolen away my heart. Oh! how do I get cumbered with cares and many things, entangled with perplexity, or elated with cheer. I think I have honestly wished to be fed with convenient food. Oh, to be at the end of the race, or so near it as dear E. Stephens, by whose bed of pain and joy I could not but mingle tears. But why thus? Surely, O Lord, thou hast heard the desire of thy poor creature. Thy help must have been with me when I knew it not, or life had been quite extinct ere now. Extinct it is not; and for this will I bless thee, even that I am not yet

cast out as an abominable branch, though so unfruitful. I fear it can be only by much tribulation, that the enemy of my own house will ever be quelled; and perhaps salutary pains are sent, in the very perplexities of things which might be more ensnaring, if all went on smoothly. I have declined more cotton goods from Ireland, and asked for woollen, which is one burden gone.

10th Mo. 7th. I believe study and taste must be kept very subordinate to duty. Enough, yea, heaven is this, to do my Father's will, if it were but as it is done in heaven-all willing, loving, joyful service. Oh! to be more like my Saviour. Surely I love Him.

10th Mo. 20th. If Martha should not have been cumbered with the outward attention to Christ Himself, cares for others on plea of duty can never be enough excuse for a peaceless mind, "they which believe, do enter into rest." Oh, for rest this hour in Jesus' bosom.

10th Mo. 21st. This book will present no fair account of my state, if I write only in hours of comfort. I have passed through dark and sinful days-no hope, no love. I thought I must have wearied out the Saviour, that He had given me up for lost. Perhaps some self was in the feelings described in my last, and so this faithless sorrow

came to teach me what I am. Oh, that nothing impure might mix in the consolation, which has visited me last evening and this morning, when the gracious regard of my all merciful Saviour has been witnessed, some blessed sight of "the water to cleanse and the blood to atone." Oh how fervently I wish to be kept by faith in Him, in still deepening humility.

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1st Mo. 15th, 1848. On the first-day before N. and F. left us, we had a sweet address (in meeting) from Uncle Rundell, on the grace which had been his "morning light," and which he trusted would be his "evening song;" ending with his hope, that all would be willing to "bear the cross," that finally they might wear the crown," "for it is the end that crowns the action." We thought it a farewell sermon, and the joyful assurance in which it was uttered, is precious to think of. On Third-day, he walked with me in the meadow, but on Fourth-day, sickness confined him to bed, and on Fifth-day, he had lost all power of standing; since then, he has been a patient helpless invalid, and constant and most interesting has been our occupation, by turns, in waiting on him, gathering up his really precious words, and witnessing the yet more precious example and evidence of all sufficient grace. Never may this season be forgotten by me, though not privileged

to witness its close. To visit F., I left home in the First month, after a farewell to our precious Uncle, which is not to be forgotten. He asked me if I was going the next day? I said yes, and that I was very sorry to leave him. He said, "well, as

I said, "and I

thou art enabled, pray for me." hope thou won't forget me." He replied, "it is not likely." In the evening, as he sat by the fire, and spoke of my going to N. and F., he said, "desire them, as they are enabled, to pray that I may be favoured with patience and resignation to the end." When I said I must try to bid him farewell, hard as it was, he said, "may the Lord go with thee; keep to the cross; despise not the day of small things. The Lord may see meet to employ thee in His service, and I wish that every gift that He dispenses to thee, may be faithfully occupied with." A loving farewell followed, and I left, doubtless for the last time, our honoured patriarch.

At Neath I spent more than three weeks, enjoying the great kindness of my brother and sister, and the beauty of the country, then dressed in its winter garb, and the feeling of being in some measure useful. I was also blessed, at the beginning of my visit, with more than a common portion of spiritual blessing, and I think the first meeting I was at there, was a time never to be forgotten-silent; but