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Church, a person who was present inquired where I lived and followed me to my house." On my meeting him at my door, he said, “I much wish to speak to you ; I om just come from the Sailors' Church, where you have preached.” His appearance being mean, he said, “I want no pecuniary assistance, but I wish to speak to you of the state of my soul.” He came in, and being seated, gave me such a detail of the state of his mind as I had scarcely ever heard. I gathered from the whole that he had been a member of the Wesleyan denomination; a man of some Christian experience, and conversant with the Scriptures; but had, in an unguarded hour, given way to tenptation, and was labouring under deep distress of mind, and to use bis words, “ I am Wandering hither and thither to find peace, and in a most singular manner was led to your place of worship tliis evening; I was therefore resolved, if possible, to see you, in order to unburthen my mind.” I spent some time with liim in conversation and reading appropriate passages of Scripture, and prayer. On parting, I asked him to attend the prayer meeting at the Sailors' Church on the ensuing evening. He said, “Oh, Sir, I live many miles from this place, and shall probably never see you again. I thank God I was directed to the Church this evening; it was a mysterious Providence brought me there. I am obliged for your kindness in granting me this interview.” Tears prevented him for a few moments; then, rising from bis chair, he said, “ Farewell, God bless you; pray for me." I was myself so affected on this occasion, as only to be able to reply, "Farewell, farewell!May this poor wanderer be restored to the favour of God.

Sailors' Church.— The cause of God at the Sailors' Church is such as to encourage the hearts and strengthen the hands of those that labour there from time to time. Reference might be made to particular cases; one may suffice. A person recently brought under deep convictions for sin, and I trust earnestly seeking peace and pardon, after attendance at the Sailors Church, has acknowledged to me the services there had been made a blessing to his soul, and he hoped he should attend there more constantly in future. This is not a solitary case, so there is great reason to rejoice that God is blessing the instrumentality there employed for his own glory.

Sailors' Lodging-houses.--I have met, this past month, seventeen cases of men whose character appeared to bear some faint resemblance to the Christian character, from what I could gather from their experience and conversation ; but what is this amongst the great mass with whom we meet from time to time? Some of those men have attended the Sailors' Church, and appeared very attentive to the word spoken. May that word be made the power of God unto the salvation of their souls.

I have held thirteen Bethel meetings afloat; 179 sailors have attended; three public services on shore; visited 383 vessels; visits to sailors' lodginghouses, 192; distributed 1841 tracts; sold 41 Bibles, 3 Testaments; gave away 27 old magazines.

Poetry.

A SAILOR'S PRAYER.
“When the lonely watch we keep,
Silent on the mighty deep-
While the boisterous surges hoarse
Bear us darkly on our course-

Eye that never slumbers shed
Holy influence on our lead !

When the Sabbath's peaceful ray
O’er the ocean's breast doth play,
Though no throng's assembled there,
No soft church-bell warns to prayer,

Spirit! let thy presence be
Sabbatlı to the nuttering sea!

When the raging billows dark,
Thundering toss our threatened bark,
Thou, who on the whitening wave
Didst the meek disciple save-

Thou who hear'st us when we pray--
Jesus! Saviour! be our stay!

When in foreign lands we roam,
Far from kindred and from home,
Strangers' eyes our conduct view,
Heathen bands our steps pursue,

Let our conversation be
Fitting those who follow Thee!”

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ADDRESSED TO A MISSIONARY'S WIFE, ON SEEING A BEAUTIFUL RAIN

BOW SPANNING IIER OCEAN PATH, ON THE EVE OF HER DEPARTURE TO AUSTRALIA, ON BOARD THE THOMAS CHADWICK," NOVEMBER, 1849.

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were saved and filly lost.)

Woe and confusion! horror and dismay !

Heard ye that shrick of anguish o'er the deep?
There men are batiling in a fiore aitray,

Then yielding fall in many a bloodless leap;
For, riding on his car of ocean spray,

The tyrant Death invales the realiis of sleep,
And those who calm in slumber's arms were lyiny,
Now gasping, gurgling strive-the drowning and the dying!

The feeble, guleless, wondering babe is there,

Its journey ended as it just becan;
The maiden, tearing her dishevelled hair ;

The lovely widow, speechless, pallid, wan;
Frenzied in misery, maddening with despur,

Shorn of his boasted strengili stands sbuldering man--
Ali, what avails that will imploring call?
The vortex sucks them in—they founder all-all-ll!
But, from the awful eddy soon emerging,

Many to shattered spars or rigging cling;
Some fainting fail, and in the walers surging,

Yield a fresh tribute to tlie ghastly king -
But look-ol, mercy, rower's strong are urging

Their welcome boats-hope, succour, life they bring!
Thrice fifty sufferers joyfully they save---
Fifty, alas, are lost, entombed beneath the wave.

O human Love! when even Death is

ncar,
He slays not thee, vor Hoods tly flame can smoilier.
Husbands and wives, friends and companions dear,

By pain unsundered, labour for each other.
And when on shore the shipwrecked ones appear,

Then, to relieve cach weary, shivering brother,
Warunth, raiment, food, are kindly, gladly given
O carth, with all thy crime, thou still last marks of hicai cu !

Death! thou didst rouse the sleepers; but the hour

Shall come when all “who sleep in death." shall wake;
A fiery ocean shall this earth devour,

Each to jis centre Nature's orbs shall quake:
Then, great DELIVERER! never failing Power!

Thy servants to thy home of glory take,
To live and reign for evermore with Thce,
Where Peace eternal smile's, and “there is no more sea!”*

SAMUEL COURT. * Rev. xxi. 1.

THE SAILOR.- FIRST THOUGHTS OF THE SEA.

We are, to a great extent, the creatures of circumstances, and it is interesting to notice the little incidents, the apparently trifling circumstances, which give the first impulse to oue's course for life, and decide on the occupations of future days. Placed in contact with a certain order of society, having its opinions, and conversant with its mode of action and labour, we are sometimes drawn into perfect sympathy and oneness with it. Living in a certain locality, the scenes, and pastimes, and associations of childhood are often found to originate, mature, and deepen impressions, which, as youth draws on, give a fixed and undeviating direction to our acts and purposes. Accustomed to a certain kind of reading, who has not felt its secretworking influence, in giving definiteness to man's future career? The reader of fiction, of novels and romances, becomes inclined to a mode of existence where the incidents which compose it are always presenting something out of the usual order of things; the reader of battles and triumphs, of invasions and conquests, of military and warlike expeditions, becomes captivated with the life of a soldier,--to him, the gay uniform, the waving plume, the glittering sword, the swell of martial music, present irresistible charms; the reader of voyages, of adventures, of perils on the deep, is thereby induced to seek relationship with those who have their “way in the sea, their path in the great waters.”

Some suc'ı circumstances as we have just mentioned have directed the thoughts aa lresolutions of many a mind to the great world of waters; awakening love of maritime enterprise, which in its results has led to numberk ::sinstances of naval intrepidity and mercantile advantage. Richard Falconer, merely listening from time to time to the adventures of his father, who had travelled much in his early days, became so interested and aroused, that he determined to be a sailor. Alexander Selkirk, the original of the well-known Robinson Crusoe, is said to have had his mind irresistibly directed to the sea, by the constant view of the vessels in Largo Bay,—his native place, and by constant association with the Largo fishermen. Horatio Nelson received his first impulse in this direction from an uncle, a captain in the navy; the tales of a sailor's life, related by him, so fired the imagination of his young nephew, that he resolved from that time to devote himself to the service of the sea. We can call to mind the days of childhood and youth, when our minds were captivated and delighted by the associations of a seafaring occupation. Born and bred in a sea-port, with the wide expanse of deep blue waters stretched before us, bounded only by the distant Horizon, where heaven and sea meet, we remember the stirring scenes of our earlier days. There have we seen at times the bosom of the mighty ocean, like the surface of a tranquil lake, glittering in the rays of the meridian sun, or supporting, with tremulous sensibility, the beams of the lunar orb which “ rules the night;” and at other times, lashed into tempest by the impetuous south-western, “the floods have lifted up their voice, and spent their foaming indignation on the rock-bound coast. There OCTOBER

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have we beheld the merchantman, laden with the rich produce of other lands, enter port after her long adventurous voyage, seeming, with her expanded sails and increasing speed, to participate in the joy of the mariner returning to his native country; and there have we beheld the battle-ship, with her bristling cannon and snowy canvas, like an immense avalanche, gliding to her destined waters, while the farewell salute, multiplying itself by repeated echoes, has gradually died away amidst encircling hills, or over the bosom of the deep. These varying and stirring scenes of the port, presenting to our awakened imagination a glimpse only of what the sailor knows, has rapt the mind into enthusiastic ardour, and induced the exclamation, Oh that I were a sailor-boy!

We have, moreover, been associated with those who “ go down to the sea in ships, and do business in great waters, who see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep;” and we remember perfectly well with what intense interest we listened to the tales of the bold and intrepid, the adventures of the shipwrecked mariner, the exploits of the daring and enthusiastic, the pastimes and amusements of the jovial crew. And whilst the ear has been arrested, and the imagination nourished by narratives of perils amongst monsters of the deep, romantic expeditions, terrific encounters, hair-breadth escapes, joyous and unexpected occurrences, the very soul within us has thrown itself into the midst of these stirring incidents, and linking itself to the ideal excursions originated, has again and again expressed the desire, “ I would I were a sailor-boy!In addition to this, a course of reading has had its share of influence in directing the mind to the sea. Accident, as some are accustomed to consider it, or, as we should regard it, one of those minute circumstances which enter into the arrangements of the great plan of Divine Providence, has brought in our way the life of some naval commander, the maritime discoveries of some child of the ocean, the roving adventures of some robber on the seas, the exploring route of some gallant mind, or the naval encounters of some contending powers. The mind, always eager for that which is rare, novel, exciting, has greedily devoured the welcome repast; to the imaginative faculties it has been as fuel to the fire,—the love of the strange and marvellous bas been fostered,—the sea becomes the anticipated field of exploration, and books, of the order referred to, being still supplied, the desire of maritime enterprise grows with the growth, and strengthens with the strength of the human spirit. The resolve is thus made, the decision matured within-" I shall be a sailor-boy."

At length, as time rolls on, the period arrives when a decisire step must be taken,--the days of the school-boy are drawing to a termination, and the disciplined youth must now adopt the course which will be to him a means of livelihood and of future support. With some, the resolutions of the school-boy are thrown into another mould, and circumstances lead to the pursuit of a life less characterised by stirring incident, and the land instead of the sea becomes the scene of labour; but, with others, first resolutions are unchanged, and a permanent direction is given to a seaman's life. Now the secretly-cherished purpose is revealed, - how is it received ? In some cases, the parent's

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