nd seemed to give
faint replies to the notes of the mourners. The funeral-knell was
distinctly heard from the church tower, and increased the effect which
this simple and becoming service produced.

We went by several cottages; a respectful attention was universally
observed as we passed: and the countenances of many proclaimed their
regard for the departed young woman. The singing was regularly
continued, with occasional intervals of about five minutes, during our
whole progress.

I cannot describe the state of my own mind as peculiarly connected with
this solemn singing. I never witnessed a similar instance before or
since. I was reminded of elder times and ancient piety. I wished the
practice more frequent. It seems well calculated to excite and cherish
devotion and religious affections.

Music, when judiciously brought into the service of religion, is one of
the most delightful, and not least efficacious means of grace. I pretend
not too minutely to conjecture as to the actual nature of those pleasures
which, after the resurrection, the reunited body and soul will enjoy in
heaven; but I can hardly persuade myself that melody and harmony will be
wanting, when even the sense of hearing shall itself be glorified.

We arrived at the church. The service was heard with deep and
affectionate attention. When we came to the grave, the hymn which
Elizabeth had selected was sung. All was devout, simple, animating. We
committed our dear sister's body to the earth, in full hope of a joyful
resurrection.

Thus was the veil of separation drawn for a season. She is departed, and
no more seen, but she will be seen on the right hand of her Redeemer at
the last day; and will again appear to his glory, a miracle of grace and
a monument of mercy.

My reader, rich or poor, shall you and I appear there likewise? Are we
"clothed with humility," and arrayed in the wedding-garment of a
Redeemer's righteousness? Are we turned from idols to serve the living
God? Are we sensible of our own emptiness, and therefore flying to a
Saviour's fulness to obtain grace and strength? Do we indeed live in
Christ, and on Him, and by Him, and with Him? Is He our all in all? Are
we "lost and found," "dead and alive again?"

My _poor_ reader, the Dairyman's daughter was a _poor_ girl, and the
child of a _poor_ man. Herein thou resemblest her; but dost thou
resemble _her_ as she resembled Christ? Art thou made rich by faith?
Hast th