She was ever ready to minister to their comfort, to sympathize with them in their peculiar trials, and kindly to counsel them in any matters within her province.

Many who have thus shared her Christian kindness bear testimony to her excellence.

One of her longest and dearest friends says:-"During my long acquaintance with our dear sister, I always found her to be a true, faithful, and confidential friend. No matter on what subject she was consulted, whether temporal or spiritual, I always found the greatest sympathy in her heart. Sitting by her side on the seashore, at Tynemouth, on one occasion, where she had gone to recruit her health, and viewing with her the tempestuous billows of the ocean, she observed-What a blessed thing it is to steer a steady course, so that at last we may gain the desired haven!' and continued to speak with delightful confidence of her home in heaven."

Her friend continues:-" During her last illness I frequently visited her, and found her unmoved. Her anchor was cast within the veil. She said, on one occasion, 'I know in whom I have believed.'

How can I sink with such a prop,

That bears the world and all things up?''

Her sufferings were very great, yet she was still resigned to the will of God, and said :-"The sufferings of the present life, which are but for a moment, are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed."

When increasing weakness precluded the offering of audible prayer by her dying bed, she said, "What will it do for me now to have religion to seek? All is right; living or dying, I am the Lord's;" adding, "Not my will, but thine be done." I remarked, on another occasion, "We have had many happy seasons together; " she replied, "Yes, yes!" and then added, "Again, on the other side of Jordan, in the sweet fields of Eden. There will be no more sorrow there."

Her friend continues: "The last time but one that I visited her, she thought she felt stronger, and could bear me to pray with her. I prayed that God would bless the means employed for her recovery, and that her life might be spared to her family, the church, and the world. She fervently responded,

'Amen ;' but immediately added again, 'Not my will, but thine be done.' On the next and last occasion of seeing her, she was much worse, and in great bodily pain. She said, 'Oh! pray that the Lord would remove this pain! It is hard work to bear it.' I told her that the Lord would give her suffering grace, and would never leave nor forsake her, and repeated some of the precious promises of God. She was too weak to make any reply, but her looks spoke volumes, and told of her hold of the faithfulness of God, and of settled calm within."

The tide of life continued to ebb out, and patience had its perfect work. Grateful for the kindness of her attendants-feeling the natural regrets at parting from those who were dear to her-as a faithful wife and fond mother, testifying of the faithfulness and love of Jesus, as her bodily sufferings allowed her and calmly awaiting the end of all her pains, at length she breathed her spirit into the hands of God who gave it; she fell asleep in Jesus, and entered into rest.

Her friend, whose words are given above, concludes::—“ When taking my leave of our dear sister, I felt that the Lord was about to take a mother in Israel, one who had ever been willing to join in every good word and work. Many will have deeply to mourn their loss, for she was always willing to lend a helping hand to the poor and needy. If a Christian brother became overtaken in a fault, she was always ready to make the best of it that was possible, even though others mercilessly condemned.

"Her aim was to do all the good she could during her life on earth; hence she was esteemed and loved by all who knew her."

In our dear departed sister, therefore, the world has lost a benefactor, the poor a friend, the church of God a valuable and consistent member, and a numerous circle of the followers of Jesus a sister, a mother, and a friend. Yet our loss is her infinite gain. She has passed upward from the militant church below to the reigning Church above. She has heard the word"Well done!" And now her glorified spirit roves among scenes of blessedness in the glory of God, and among those she has known and loved on earth, and that innumerable multitude "who have washed their robes and

made them white in the blood of the Lamb."

"Go, dear companion, go

To realms of bliss untold;
No more shall pain and war

Thy lingering spirit hoid:
Thy latest sigh is heaved at last;
Thy mortal anguish all is past.
"Now from thy high abode,

Looking through all the way
Thy weary feet have trod,

Thon rais'st the solemn lay-
'My Lord hath led me by his hand
To bring me to this promised land,'"
R. C. T.

JOSEPH CAFFREY.

THE subject of this memoir was born on the 3rd of February, in the year 1778, at Clonakilty, a small village in the south of county Cork, Ireland. In early life he was attached to the Established Church. In 1809 he joined the Wesleyans, and was a member among them for twelve years. In 1822 he left Ireland and came to England, settling in Manchester. In August of the same year he joined us whilst we were worshipping in the Oldham-street Chapel, and was a member up to the time of his death.

He also was a leader among us for the space of twenty-four years, and a teacher in our school. In all his movements he endeavoured to let his light shine, and hence he was held in the greatest respect and esteem, by all who knew him, as a friend and sincere Christian. As a leader, he was remarkable for his constant attendance and promptitude, seeming grieved at the absence or lateness of the members. In relating his own Christian experience he was beautifully clear and striking, and in admonishing the members he was most impressive, constantly upholding the necessity of a continual growth in grace.

The last two years of his life was one protracted scene of affliction. In this time I often visited him, and spent hours in conversing with him, when I have frequently been profited by him, having never found him impatient, but bearing all with Christian fortitude and resignation.

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His tenderness and attachment for the members never left him in all his affliction, for he would often say, "Take care of the members." He would also often break out in rapturous strains, saying, "I long to be at my Father's house.

About the middle of October I was

called upon to visit him, and found him much worse. During the night I stayed with him, and he could not speak till the morning, when, in the fulness of his soul, he exclaimed, "Nelly (his daughter), let me go to Jesus!" after which he did not again speak for a fortnight. On Wednesday, November 11th, 1861, I visited him in the morning, and he exclaimed, “I long to behold Him arrayed." I spoke to him of the faithfulness of Jesus, and he said, "He is always with me.' Visiting him again on the 15th, I found him gradually sinking, and I remained with him all night; on the 16th, his happy spirit took its flight to the nobler rest above.

T. DYOTT.

MARY JONES DIED at Shrewsbury, on Wednesday, April 23rd, 1862, aged seventy-nine years. Sister Jones had been connected with our cause nearly from its commencement. She was poor, but pious and consistent adorning her Christian profession by manifesting her love to God and diligent attendance on the means of grace. The present world had lost its charms and attractions, and she longed to depart and to be with Christ. In my constant visits I invariably found her patient and resigned to the will of her heavenly Father. At length death came and relieved her from suffering and privation, and she is now at home with God. W. PACEY.

SUSAN GAUKROGER WAS born in the year 1835. When very young she began to have serious thoughts respecting death and eternity, and fully decided to give her heart to God when she was about thirteen years of age. At this early period of her life she became a member of the Methodist New Connexion Society, worshipping in the old chapel at Ambler-Thorn, and ever since that time has steadfastly maintained her profession of faith in Christ. Her brother remarks respecting her, "As a daughter she has been very obedient, and as a sister she was very affectionate. She has always been very kind."

For some years she has been afflicted with difficulty in breathing, in consequence of which she has not been able to attend the means of grace with the

regularity that is desirable, or as she would have liked to do. She kept, however, a firm hold of her acceptance with God. During the course of her last affliction she was remarkably happy in the Saviour. She was, indeed, filled with joy unspeakable, and never was she heard to murmur or complain of the dealings of the Lord towards her. On one occasion a friend pitied her on account of her afflictions, when she gently rebuked the friend, and spoke of her glorious hope of eternal life. She manifested great concern for the salvation of her neighbours and friends, and exhorted all who visited her to become possessed of "the pearl of great price."

Just before she died she commenced repeating the following lines:

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MRS. DICK, HULL. DIED on Wednesday, May 7th, 1862, in her seventy-eighth year, our sister Dick. She had been in Christian fellowship with us for forty years. For five years she had been confined to her sick room. Under all changes she kept the faith.

When visited by myself and others, she always expressed herself as being on the Rock of salvation. A short time before she died, on being asked, "Were you happy in Jesus?" she replied, "Oh, yes! I am happy in Jesus!" then broke out in joyous strains—

"Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,

Till the storm of life is past," &c. "Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly; But not my will, but thine be done."

SAMUEL MARSHALL. DIED on Tuesday, May 6th, 1862, aged fifteen years, Samuel Marshall, brother of our minister, Henry Marshall, now in London. While carrying goods on board a steamer in the docks, he by some means lost his foothold, fell into the water, and was drowned. the shock to the family and friends! An amiable youth was poor Samuel. Would that this sore bereavement may be sanctified to the family and friends. "His sun went down while it was noon." Hull. HENRY WATTS.

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Sermons by Jabez Bunting, D. D.

London: Mason, Paternoster-row. We have here twenty-six sermons, which, with those published in the former volume, make up the number to fifty-three. This volume includes the famous sermon on "Justification by Faith," first published in 1813; and another, published so early as 1805, on the great work of the Sunday-school teacher, and was preached before the Sunday-school Union when the author was only in the sixth year of his ministry. These sermons indicate a ripeness of thought and a soundness of judgment seldom attained in early life. Some of the other discourses were preached on public occasions; the rest were delivered in the ordinary course of Dr. Bunting's ministry; and, among these, we have the last sermon

preached by this venerable divine, in 1854. Thus, in the fifty-three sermons contained in the two volumes, we have a sample of the discourses preached by Dr. Bunting during a period of near fifty years-some carefully written throughout, and others being little more than outlines. The whole may be regarded as affording a faithful representation of the character of his ministry and the stamp of his mind. There is no display of learning, and as little of fancy or imagination; but there is, what is far better, a substratum of solid thinking, sustaining a fabric of sound evangelical truth. Clearness of statement, conclusive reasoning, and luminous exposition, are combined with holy earnestness and fidelity in enforcing the claims of truth and duty on the hearts of his hearers.

Intelligence and emotion are proportionately blended in the preacher; the judgment and the conscience of the hearers are equally appealed to; and usefulness to the souls of men is, as it ought to be, the predominating aim of the author. If there is not brilliancy, there is power, and a fine vein of catholicity pervades the whole.

The Fathers of the Wesley Family, clergymen in Dorsetshire, 1650 1662; and reference to Events and Changes of their Times. By William Beal. London: William Freeman. THIS little work contains much valuable information. It shows that the great Wesleyan family of the present day has a very intimate connection with the noble Nonconformists of 1662, and ought, therefore, to have a deep interest in a truly Christian celebration of the Bicentenary. Bartholomew Westley, the great grandfather of John Wesley, was the rector of Charmouth, in Dorsetshire; and John Westley, his son, the vicar of Winterbourn-Whitchurch, of the same county, was the grandfather of John Wesley. The mother of John Wesley was the daughter of the Rev. Samuel Annesley, LLD., vicar of St. Giles's, Cripplegate, London. All these men were ejected from their livings under the Act of Uniformity. It is true the father of Mr. Wesley was a minister of the Establishment, but his remoter ancestors, on both his mother's and father's side, were sturdy Nonconformists, and their honoured names are enrolled among the faithful sufferers of the seventeenth century. All these facts are, indeed, copiously published in Dr. Clarke's "Memoirs of the Wesley Family;" but that work is scarce, and expensive as well as scarce. Here, however, is a little work, easily accessible, furnishing much rare and valuable information on the paternal ancestors of the great founder of Methodism, who, though nominally a Churchman, was practically, in his useful labours, as thoroughly Nonconformist as his forefathers.

The Shepherd of Grove Hall. A Story of 1662. London: John Snow.

THE story in this volume illustrates the sufferings and sorrows of the Puritans, combined with their magnanimity and moral heroism; their faith in

God; their inflexible adherence to principle; the interpositions of Providence in their behalf; and the neverfailing consolations of religion under oppression and wrong. It is written with great beauty and power; and the constant recurrence of instructive and deeply affecting incidents, gives it a charm that captivates the reader.

The Wanderings of a Bible. By Clara Lucas Balfour. London: S. W. Partridge.

THE excellent lady whose fluent pen has written these pages, shall speak for herself as to the incidents that suggested this little work. She says, "On the first Sunday of July, 1840, a most terrific thunderstorm visited London and its environs, and the effect of this storm on a society of infidels, calling themselves 'Socialists'-who met in a room which has since been used as a Temperance-hall, at Chelsea -was exactly as described in these pages.

The gift of a Bible by the Royal Humane Society to the unhappy beings who have been, by the efforts of its officers, rescued from a self-sought watery grave, is a common circumstance; yet the writer remembers the intense interest that was excited some years ago, at a female meeting at Uxbridge, when a woman who had been thus rescued, with many tears, and all the genuine eloquence of repentance, showed to the assembled ladies the Book that had been thus given to her, and which had become, not only a memento of escape from a hopeless death, but a light to guide her to eternal life. Of course, the thread that has strung these separate, but true, incidents together, and bound them into a whole, is imagination; which faculty, however, only bears the proportion to the facts recorded, that alloy does to the standard gold, which it serves to render malleable. That what has been written earnestly may be read in a corresponding spirit, is the sincere desire of the writer."

The Christian Visitor's Hand-book to London, especially adapted for risitors to the Exhibition of 1862. London: John F. Shaw and Co. THE book contains much information for the stranger, and guidance is facilitated by a map of London. At the same time it will be deemed very in