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God. At noon I addressed another party, assembled before my abode, and distributed tracts. In the evening I again went to the river, and placed myself before the entrance of a small temple, where I was secure from the pressure of the people; an immense mass of people sitting before me on the sand. At first I read a portion of a tract; and then I preached the word of God, till my voice was gone, the noise of the people rendering great effort in speaking necessary. By illustrating the meaning of what I said, through some parables and allegories, I succeeded in fixing their attention. All admired the Ten Commandments. As I had become quite exhausted by speaking, I desired the men to come to me, and began to distribute tracts. The demand for tracts was now greater than ever, and many said that I was gathering a great deal of merit by distributing them. The pressure was such, that many people screamed; turbans were flying in every direction; and, with all my caution, I could not prevent some tracts being torn in pieces, because so many hands laid hold on them. On my return, others were waiting before my abode, and demanded tracts. I gave them, and spoke to them till it became time to retire. A quiet conversation with a small number of people I should think more useful than such a noisy one; but to all the Gospel must be preached. The Lord mightily aspraised be his name!'
sisted me to day
(To be Continued.)
LINES DEDICATED TO A BROTHER FAR
PALE trembling moon, night's gentle queen!
Inscribed upon thy glittering sphere.
What kindred thoughts would'st thou reveal,
From thee an object for his woes.
What is thy magic power, say?
Oh, lovely regent of the night!
That whilst we watch thy soft beam play,
And thus does sweet remembrance warm,
Nor time, nor distance, aught avail,
M. B. B.
REV. H. A. SIMCOE, (PENHEALE-PRESS) CORNWALL.