could read to me, and give me a little instruction in the things of God: I thanked her, but replied, I could read myself; and I well remember how my pride was wounded, which I am sure she must have seen; for the colour rose in my face: but now how different! I feel that though I can read, I know nothing yet as I ought to know; and he has so humbled my naturally proud heart, that I am anxious to receive the instruction I so ungratefully refused, and of which I am sure I am unworthy and though I often used to read my bible, yet now I find it quite a new book. My dear mother often said to me last year, 'Mary, I wish I was as much prepared to die as you are;' but through grace I now tell her, when she thought me prepared to die, I knew not the Lord, nor his love to sinners: but he has spared me to speak of his mercy, and to pray without ceasing, that she may be led to seek him whilst he may be found." And here I would observe, that this was Mary's greatest earthly care; and she took every opportunity of reading to her mother, and telling her what the Lord had taught her. She was sometimes visited by kind friends who contributed to her bodily relief. One of them anxious to amuse her, spoke much of the gaiety of the place; and the royal party then visiting here. Mary paused a moment, and said,`“I‍ thank God, I shall soon be with far more noble company; for I shall be with the King of Kings, and Lord of Lords." The lady replied, "this is an answer I did not expect; it may well be said the ignorant may teach the wise;" and a tear fell upon her cheek! In this happy state she continued about six weeks; during which time, she expressed herself quite averse to the society of any but those, who would speak to her of Jesus, and begged her mother not to permit her young friends to visit her: for as they seemed to take no delight in those things which occupied her mind, their society only tired her. One day when a fellow-servant called to see her, and expressed a hope that she would soon recover and be able to return to her place, Mary smiled, and said, "you know not what joy and peace I feel: the last six weeks that I have been confined to my bed, I consider the happiest part of my life: and though often I pass whole nights without closing my eyes, I assure you I have never felt the time long; and when I am very restless, I am enabled to pray to the Lord who graciously hears me, and I lay very quiet; nor would I change my condition for all this world can produce.

The same lady, who before spoke to her of the gaiety of the place, called to see her again; and taking up her bible which

was on her bed, a small tract which Mary had been reading, fell from it. She took it up, and began to read it; but upon coming to a part where the writer supposed himself addressing a self righteous person, saying, "perhaps thou thinkest that thou canst save thyself; that thy bad works are not so bad, but that thy good works may by some means or other prevail upon God to forgive thee; that if man does his best, Christ will do the rest:"-" this (said the lady) is my opinion." "Oh! madam (answered Mary) we can do nothing to please God; for our hearts are deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked; therefore we must depend on Christ alone to save us.' After some further remarks, the lady replied, "I have no doubt what you say is very true; but I do not understand these things."

Mary related this to me the next time I saw her; and said "I must confess I felt very timid, and my heart beat; but I thought it my duty, as far as the Lord has taught me to understand his word, not to keep it back; he strengthened me to speak."

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Her joy and peace had hitherto been almost constant; but about six weeks before she died, the enemy seemed permitted at times to assault her; so that she had to fight the good fight of faith with earnest prayer, that she might be kept stedfast unto the end."-One day during this time, she complained to me of much deadness and coldness in her affections towards the Lord; and almost began to fear he had forsaken her. I read her those comforting verses, 2 Cor. 12. 9, 10. My grace &c." when I had done she said, "I will then rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me:" and the next morning, when I saw her much spent, seemingly nigh unto death, so that she would only speak in a whisper, she took my hand, and raising it with much energy said, "My dear Lord has not forsaken me; no-and he never will!" And from this time she was again blessed with full "joy and peace in believing."-Her mother at this time was very poor, but Mary often exhorted her not to think too much of this world, but to put her trust in the Lord; saying, Mother, we never yet have wanted, and I am sure we never shall." Every temporal benefit she, or the family received, she sweetly traced to the Lord's goodness in bestowing; and once whilst I was with her, upon receiving a little money from her late master, (who never suffered her to want for any thing) she turned towards me, and taking my hand said, "how gracious the Lord is; whilst he enables you to support my soul on the right hand, he has inclined my

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Her sufferings towards the close of life were very great; and she was enabled through grace to bear them with much Christian patience; but when she felt her spirit at all hurried, she would cry out, "Oh! how impatient I am; what did not my dear Saviour suffer-He who came to save sinners!" I was with her a few hours before her end, and beheld her calm and composed, waiting her dismissal. She was sensible to the last; and when the long expected moment arrived, with her countenance full of joy, and uplifted hands, she exclaimed, "Lord Jesus, receive my spirit:" and without a struggle or a groan, "fell asleep!"

It will be pleasing to my readers to hear, that this dear young woman's prayers for her mother were fully answered. She began most humbly and earnestly to seek that kingdom where the weary are at rest. The delight she felt in read