red me: for quite unexpectedly I was
sent for to the bedside of a woman apparently dying, and who,
being awakened to her lost condition, lamented the neglect of past
opportunities. While a friend was praying she began to pray for
herself, faith instantly sprang up in her heart, and she cried out, 'I
will believe, Lord help me, I never felt it so with me before.'--Glory
be to God, I am still a witness of His saving grace; though buffeted
by the enemy within, and exposed to temptation from without. I see the
path lies straight before me,--'looking unto Jesus,' who is yet alive.
If I proceed, I feel confident of conquest over all my enemies.--Mr.
Barnabas Shaw met my Sunday class and said, that once when preaching
in Africa, he exclaimed:--'What is it makes the Gospel so sweet?' One
of the natives instantly arose and said, 'Jesus.' Truly it is so. My
soul tangs on Jesus; here I find rest. The last few days I have been
endeavouring to live in the will of God, with some power to do it. To
God be all the glory for the work He has wrought. Yesterday I took
the sacrament with poor Mary F., who is praising God for the grace
manifested to her on a death-bed. How quickly time flies! Well, let it
go--

If Jesus my companion be,
My words and actions shall agree,
The index of my soul;
Meekness, benevolence, and love,
Shall every secret purpose move.
And sanctify the whole.

[The following letter was sent, with the articles specified, to some
unknown person in Nottingham; and the subject of it remained a secret
in her own bosom, until the copy was found among her papers.]

"Dear Sir,--Having a little matter to put into your hands
in aid of the Methodist Missions, I take the liberty of addressing
a few lines to you.

"The approach of your Annual Meeting at Nottingham
reminds me of what I have seen and heard on such occasions;
viz., that small donations, and comparatively trivial incidents,
in the hands of your ingenious and able speakers, have often
been turned to good account, and produced a very happy impression.
This consideration induces me to mention a few
particulars relative to myself, which otherwise would be impertinent.

"When very young, a kind friend of mine, for whom I had
a great affection, gave me a piece of silver newly coined, with
which I was so well pleased, that I was resolved to keep it for
the sake of the giver; or, as the common phrase is, to make a
keepsake