it pleased God to make her cease from her labors, before the House of Industry was opened, yet the work was carried on by others, and prospered. Between four and five hundred women were employed and paid during the following winter. The Corporation declared in strong terms their approbation of the result, and enlarged their donation, with a view to promote the same undertaking for the succeeding winter.

In the month of May 1814, a report was receiv. ed from Mr. S. P-, of Bristol, in England, of the Society for establishing Adult Schools. Mrs. Graham was so delighted with a perusal of it, as immediately to undertake the formation of such a school in the village of Greenwhich. She called on the young people who were at work in some neighboring manufactories, and requested them to attend her for this purpose every Sabbath morning at eight o'clock. This was kept up after her decease, as a Sunday School, and consisted of nearly eighty scholars. She was translated from this work of faith on earth, to engage in the sublimer work of praise in heaven.

For some weeks previous to her last illness, she was favored with unusual health, and much enjoy. ment of religion: she appeared to have sweet exercises and communion in attending on all God's ordinances and appointed means of grace.

She was greatly refreshed in spirit by the suc cess of Missionary and Bible Societies. She used to speak with much affection of Mr. Gordon, Mr.

Lee, and Mr. May, with whom she had been acquainted when in New York, on their way to missionary stations in India. For Mr. Robert Morrison, whom she had seen in 1807, on his way to China, she entertained a very high regard. She was much pleased with the solid talents, ardent piety, and persevering zeal which she discerned in his character.

Mrs. Graham was very partial to the works of Dr. John Owen, the Rev. William Romaine, and John Newton, and read them with pleasure and profit. One day she remarked to Mr. B-, that she preferred the ancient writers on Theology to the modern, because they dealt more in Italics. "Dear mother," he replied, "what religion can there be in italics ?" "You know," said she, "that old writers expected credit for the doctrines they taught, by proving them from the word of God, to be correct: they inserted the scripture passages in Italics, and their works have been sometimes one half in Italics. Modern writers on Theology, on the contrary, give us a long train of reasoning, to persuade us to their opinions, but very little in Italics." This remark of her's has great force, and may be worthy of sober reflection by those who write, and those who read on theological subjects.

On the two Sabbath days preceding her illness she partook of the communion, and was consequently much engaged in religious exercises. The last meditation she ever wrote, was on Sab

bath afternoon the 17th of July, 1814; it closes with the following lines: "I ate the bread, and drank the wine, in the faith that I ate the flesh, and drank the blood of the Son of Man, and dwelt in him and he in me ; took a close view of my familiar friend death, accompanied with the presence of my Saviour; his sensible presence. I cannot look at it without this. It is my only petition concerning it. I have had desires and wishes of certain circumstances, but they are nearly gone. It is my sincere desire that God may be glorified; and He knows best how, and by what circumstances. I retain my one petition :

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Only to me thy count'nance show,

I ask no more the Jordan through."

Thus she arose from her Master's table, was called to gird on her armor for a combat with the King of Terrors, and came off more than conquerer through Him who loved her.

On Tuesday, the 19th of July, she complained of not feeling well, and kept her room; on Thursday her disorder proved to be a cholera morbus, and her children sent for a physician. She said this attack was slighter than on former seasons. On Saturday, however, she requested that Mrs. Chrystie might be sent for; this alarmed Mrs. B-, knowing there existed an vnderstanding between those two friends, that one should attend the dying bed of the other: Mrs. Chrystie was a very dear friend of Mrs. Graham. For upwards of twenty-four years they had loved each other,

feeling reciprocal sympathy in their joys and their sorrows: the hope of faith was the consolation of both, and oftentimes it had been their delightful employment to interchange their expressions of affection towards Him, 'whom having not seen, they loved, and in whom, though they saw him not, yet believing on him, they rejoiced with joy unspeakable and full of glory.' On Mrs. Chrystie's entering the chamber of her friend, Mrs. Graham welcomed her with a sweet expressive smile, seeming to say, "I am going to get the start of you, I am called home before you; it will be your office to fulfil our engagement." When she sat by her bedside, Mrs. Graham said, "your face is very pleasant to me, my friend." During Saturday night a lethargy appeared to be overpowering her frame. On Sabbath morning she was disposed to constant slumber; observing Mr. B-, looking at her with agitation, she was roused from her heaviness, and stretching her arms towards him, and embracing him, she said, "my dear, dear son, I am going to leave you, I am going to my Saviour." "I know," he replied, "that when you do go from us, it will be to the Saviour; but my dear mother, it may not be the Lord's time now to call you to himself." "Yes," said she, "now is the time, and Oh! I could weep for sin." Her words were accompanied with her tears. "Have you any doubts then, my dear friend?" asked Mrs. Chrystie. "Oh no" replied Mrs. Graham : and looking at Mr. and Mrs. B-, as they wept,

my dear children, I have no more doubt of going to my Saviour, then if I were already in his arms; my guilt is all transferred; he has cancelled all I owed. Yet I could weep for sins against so good a God: it seems to me as if there must be weeping even in heaven for sin.' After this, she entered into conversation with her friends, mentioning portions of Scripture, and favorite hymns which had been subjects of much comfortable exercise of mind to her. Some of these she had transcribed into a little book, calling them her victuals prepared for crossing over Jordan: she committed them to memory, and often called them to remembrance, as her songs in the night, when sleep had deserted her. She then got Mr. B- to read to her some of these portions, especially the eighty-second hymn of the third book of Newton's hymns, beginning thus:

Let us love, and sing, and wonder:
Let us praise the Saviour's name!
He has hush'd the law's loud thunder;
He bas quench'd Mount Sinai's flame;
He has wash'd us with his blood;
He has brought us nigh to God.

Mrs. Graham then fell asleep, nor did she awaken until the voice of the Rev. Dr. Mason roused her. They had a very affectionate interview, which he has partly described in the excellent sermon he delivered after her decease. She expressed to him her hope, as founded altogether on the redemption that is in Jesus Christ. Were she left to depend on the merit of the best action she had