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joined in society, and I think I may add, two thirds of the number experience a sense of pardon. These adorn their profession, by their pious conduct, "and rejoice in hope of the glory of God."

I have been enabled to extend our Mission on Eleuthera, by visiting two more settlements, viz. Governor's Harbour, and Palmetto Point. The former place was once visited by Mr. Turton; but deep-rooted prejudice in the people against one another, a stupid indifference to all religion, and a criminal contentment in the midst of prosperous wickedness, then prevented, and still prevent them, from coming together to hear the word of God. When I was there, although every family upon the place was invited three several times, to hear the word preached, yet very few could be prevailed upon to attend: the few, however, who did attend, appeared to be much affected; and, since my coming away, they have expressed a wish for my return.

Palmetto Poiat, received me gladly, at my first visit; and twenty-six persons are now joined in society there. They appear to be thirsting for salvation; they hear the word with great attention, deep seriousness, and, many of them, with tears. They "bring forth fruits meet for repentance:" they have given up all unlawful pleasures, and are, by the grace of God, striving to conquer their sinful habits. Upon the whole, our society in Eleuthera increases in Aumber, real piety is deepening in the

ELEGIAC STANZAS,

hearts of many, and the religion of love prevails. Here the Lord hath "chosen the poor in this world;" they are poor indeed. Last Summer, these settlements experienced a long and severe drought, which was followed by a great scarcity of provisions, so that we were threatened with a famine. The people, in their distress, applied to the Government for relief; and the President made them a handsome present of rice. At present, we enjoy the blessings of timely rains, and the prospect of fruitful seasons.

Mr. Turton, in Nassau, New Providence, is doing well: the two last quarters, he informed me of an increase in the society, both with respect to numbers and grace. Mr. Rutledge is also doing well on the Harbour Island; he has formed a society, and, by the account which he gives, has a prospect of success.

With respect to myself, I praise the Lord, that I have enjoyed good health since my arrival in the West Indies; though I have, through an excessive heat in my head, suffered much in my eyes. I experience that peace in Jesus which I preach to others. I am encouraged in my Master's work, delight in doing his will, and do count all things but loss, so I may win Christ. I see constant cause for self-abasement, caution, vigilance, and an entire and firm dependence upon Christ. to God, who giveth us to triumph in Christ. I remain, your's, &c. W. Dowson.

POETRY.

Sacred to the memory of the amiable and much regretted Mr. HENRY FROGGatt, Sheffield.

OH, by what golden track of light, What incid path-way in the skies, Do happy souls releas'd, arise And bend from these low scenes their glorious flight?

Strange does it seem to eyes of flesh and blood,

How these triumphant spirits soar to God; How they throw off the mortal chain, How the eternal region gain, And plange into eternity's mysterious flood! Muse! hast thou ask'd of those who late Quitted this tiresome round of things, (Upborne upon immortal wings,) By what unknown ascent, they gain'd their

blissful state?

Thanks be

Vain is the Question! and the thought as vain;

Who can unseen realities explain?
For us who in confinement dwell,
Inexplicable things to tell

Were an attempt, at once advent'rous and profane.

Yet gentle Froggatt, (late releas'd,) Had long explor'd one certain path; Long eyed the mansions of the blest, By an immortal hope, and a clear-sighted faith:

He long the Saviour's shining footsteps trod,

And, like another Enoch, walk'd with
God:---

Like him, translated to the skies,
His spirit only had to rise,

(Already fit for heaven,)---and quit its cum

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Of Love's celestial cordials, rich and warm, And heav'nly fortitude, to cure The pain which mortals must erdure, While passing thro' this scene of tumult and alarm.

And where his tranquil footsteps mov'd, While thro' Britannia's Isle he pass'd; He ever own'd the God he lov'd, Nor the profession he avow'd, disgrac'd; While oft in scenes of noise and hurry plac'd,

Gay libertines and thoughtless youth, And Atheists, trembling at the truth, Shrunk from its flashes, conscious and amaz'd!

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His were the milder joys of life;
His constant study there to please;
The Sons, the Daughter, and the Wife,
Beneath his smile, experienc'd balmy peace:
Domestic comfort, and its sweet increase---
Calm as his life, his evenings flew ;
Nor purer was the limpid dew,
Than his converse distilling rest and ease.
On Zion's hill, he firmly stood,
Religion's liberties maintain'd;
A Pillar in the house of God,
For many years, unshaken he remain'd,
And numbers gladly for its service
train'd!...

His Counsels and Advices there,
Example, Interest, and Prayer,

Long in these changeful times their sacred parts sustain’d.

When pain severe chastis'd his frame,
And dire Imposthume's† cruel smart,
The torture of his life became,
And wrung each trembling fibre of his
heart,

(Which linger'd yet from those it lov'd to
,part,)

Still patient sufferance calmly simil'd In resignation's fav'rite child, Who met unshrinking, keen affliction's dart.

Mr. Froggatt was examplary as a Class Leader

for 25 years.

+ Alluding to his severe illness at Leeds, in 1801, when it was expected he would have died.

Long had the virtues of his mind, With undiminish'd lustre shone; Heav'n saw his nature was refin'd, And call'd the meeten'd spirit to its home, His glad reply, "I come, my Lord, I come!" Thro' Death's long gallery it withdrew By soft gradations from our view, And dropt its earthly mansion in the quiet tomb.

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But, Oh, the Church's lasting grief!
Oh, the avenging hand of heav'n!
Who can afford a due relief,

When souls like his,are from our Shiloh riv'n, And the red thunderbolts of Justice driv'u; What crimes of this devoted town, Have call'd such signal vengeance down, summou'd in so short a space, three sainted souls to heav'n!

Well may afflicted Zion moura! And all her weeping children pray, "Return, Oh God of Hosts, return, "Avert thy threats in our disastrous day! "Oh turn the lightnings of thine ire away! "Bid our Elijahs in their flight,⠀⠀ "Their mantleɛ drop of love and light, "On some Elisha still with us to stay" For them---their everlasting state Of real being, is begun;

The shadows of their mortal date, Are fled, as night before the orient Sun, And victory's eternal triumphs won!

Existence permanent is theirs; Ours, are ideal things and cares, Which end for ever when this life is done Ours is a pilgrimage of pain!

A tedious strife of flesh and blood; Their's is a never-ending gain, Who in probation's heat have firmly stood Servants of Christ, and Witnesses for God

I see!---I see them nobly stand!

Their Palms of Victory in their hand, Who have the flesh, and Satan's wiles withstood!

Oh, ye celestial Amities!

Ye glorious meetings in the skies! Which only souls sublim'd in heav'n can know,

Ye rivers of delight that ceaseless flow!

How will our raptur'd souls regain The friends we lost in grief and pain, In bliss surpassing all we feel below!

A few more months of grief and pain, Temptation, warfare, care, and strife And then our everlasting gain With their's united, shall be endless life Eternal glories then shall be bestow'd Of bliss unknown, a golden flood, Flowing in change perpetual from the Thro

of God!

*Tedious sickness, without much pain, + Marshall, Longden, and Froggatt.

Printed at the Conference-Office, 14, City-Road; By THOMAS CORDEUX, Agent.

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By means of the biographical articles in your Magazine, many characters are preserved from oblivion, who should be in everlasting remembrance; and, though dead, they yet speak to general edification. Should the following Memoir of our late Brother JOHN WATSON, jun. be deemed calculated to answer your laudable purposes, it is at your service for insertion.

Pembroke, May 11, 1812.

FRANCIS TRUSCOTT.

THE only information which I could obtain respecting the commencement of Brother Watson's religious course, is derived from a letter, sent by one of his brothers, in answer to some inquiries on the subject. In this letter, he says, "I cannot give you much account of my dear brother's conversion, being very young at that time. All that I can gather from various sources, is, that he joined the Society when about the age of twentyseven or twenty-eight, and soon after began to give an exhortation occasionally. Nearly two years after this, that is, some time in the Summer of 1797, he began to preach occasionally; and was appointed to travel in 1799. In a book, in which he has also written some thoughts on different portions of Scripture, he writes thus respecting his experience."

"I was born in the year 1768, in the parish of Alstone Moor, and was brought up without much instruction respecting the things of God. But the Lord, who is of great compassion, and whose mercy is over all his works, enlightened my mind at a very early period of my life. When I was about twelve years of age, by hearing the Methodists preach, I was convinced of VOL. XXXVI. MARCH, 1813.

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