illed up with that most noble, most
blessed of principles. Seek not, my friend, to replace friendship
with any mere worldling; beg of God to fill up the vacuum, then will
you be a great gainer.

"Why hesitate to join the church? Let not a sense of unworthiness
keep you back--a deep sense of unworthiness is one grand part of due
preparation; and no worthiness of yours can give you any title to that
new testament in Christ's blood, which was shed for the remission of
sins. Worthless, vile, empty, helpless is every son and daughter of
Adam's race: but it was for the ungodly that Christ died; it was while
we were without strength; his name was called Jesus, because he should
save his people from their sins. In that day, that great day of the
feast, Jesus stood among a mixed multitude, and cried, 'If any man
thirst, let him come to me and drink--whosoever will, let him take the
water of life freely.'

"If conscious at the time it is the supreme desire of your soul
to be washed in his blood, clothed with his righteousness, sanctified
by his Spirit, go and take this water of life freely; go as a
_sinner_ to a _Saviour_; go at his command, put honor on his
appointment, and repeat the dedication of all that you _are_,
_have_, or _can_ have, over the symbols of his body broken
for you, his blood shed for you; go, trusting in his mercy, and leave
all to his management, believing that _he will_ shed abroad his
love in your heart, order your footsteps in his ways, and in due time
perfect his image in your soul. Keep close to him in the use of means,
but look beyond the means for life and power. I commit you to our God
and Saviour, and pray that he may be to you 'wisdom, righteousness,
sanctification,' and complete 'redemption.'

"I am, my dear Miss M----,

"Your ever affectionate,

"I.G."

In March, 1801, the health of her daughter Mrs. B----, requiring
a sea-voyage and absence from care, Mr. and Mrs. B---- sailed for
Britain, and the following letters were addressed to them during
their absence:

"MARCH 23, 1801.

"MY DEAR CHILDREN--This is mortifying to us all that you should
be anchored half a mile from us, and there lie for hours; but even
this, trifling as it may appear, has its end to answer in _His_
scheme, without whom 'not a sparrow falls.' I have retired with my
Bible, to