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God — (for when I come to the throne
of grace, it is, for the most part, a
deep sense of my misery, and a fear
of the wrath of God that brings me
there,) — while under these impres-
sions, the following text was forci-
blv brought to my mind, and afford-
ed me a gleam of hope. Malachi, iv,
S. To you that fejmjl my name shall
the Sun of Righteousness arise with
healing in his wings.— O Lord, I
bless thee for this consolation to my
feeble spirit.

"Dec. 1820.— After a long and
distressing time of sickness, with a
very small hope of recovery, it hath
pleased the Lord to restore mv
nealth in some measure. It was evi-
dently his hand that relieved me, for
there was no change made, either in
the^ medicine or treatment of my
manydistressingcomplaints.' Bless
the Lord O my soul, and all that is
within me praise his hoi j name,' O
my great Creator, my kind Preser-
ver, and my gracious and constant
Benefactor, reveal thyself to my
soul as my reconciled God in Christ
Jesus, and give me a heart to love
thee and do thy holy will. Thou
hast granted me life and favour, and
thy visitation hath preserved my
spirit. I would come like the poor
thankful leper, and bless and adore
the Lord that hath healed me.

"July, 1821.— For some weeks
past roy health has been much

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better. I feared the heat of the
summer, and sometimes thought I
could hardly stand it. It is now half
spent, and, through the mercy of
my God, I am still a prisoner of
hope. O thou God of my life. Fa-
ther of mercies, and God of all
grace and consolation, I beseech
thee, for Christ's sake, enable me
to improve roy few remaining days
in seeking thee with my whole
heart; obeying thy commandment
to believe in thy son Jesus Christ,
ajid love others for his sake. May
my mind be deeply impressed with
the wants of my fellow creatures,
especially their spiritual wants, so
that I may contribute of what thou
hast given me, according to my abi-
lity, and with a sincere desire to do
thy holy will.

•• 1822. — O Lord, how great are
thy mercies toward me, a poor sin-
ner, unworthy of the least favour;
thou hast prolonged my life, restor-
ed my health, and continued to me
the exercise of reason ; and though,
because of my deafness, I cannot
attend publick wbr8hip,it hath pleas-
ed thee to continue the blessing of
sight, so that I can read thy holy
word, and the writings of pious per-
sons: and thou art providing for my
daily wants, giving me food and
raiment; may it be accompanied
>vith thy blessing. But O what a
guilty, ungrateful creature I am,
how hard is my heart, how evil are
my ways, what a disinclination to
prayer: sometimes 1 think, better
not pray at all than as I do, but a
sense of my need of mercy presses
on my mind, and I cannot forbear.

" June 15, 1823.— This day I ex-
perienced some comfort in prayer.
U Lord, continue this mercy to me;
may my. heart be encouraged, and
my strength be renewed, by wait-
ing on thee ; and wilt thou grant me
the mercy that I long and pray for?
Like tiie Greeks who came to wor-
ship, I would see Jesus; I want to
see him, not only as mighty, but
willing to save roe, a poor helpless

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One of the most strikiDg features
in the character of this excelleDt
woman, was her active Christian
benevolence* The " law of kind-
ness" was ever on her lips, and the
hand of kindness was ever ready to
be lifted for the benefit of the af<^
flicted and needy. And, even after
her means of temporal support, in
consequence of the death other hus-
band, were considerably reduced,
and her own personal comfort had
become essentially impaired by sick-
ness and bereavement — she was
still intent on doing good, accord-
ing to her ability, and even beyond
her ability, by contributing of her
scanty means, to various objects of
individual and publick chanty. A
portion, and by no means a small
portion, of her income, seems to
nave been regularly devoted, for
many years, to chantable purposes.
Those who are acquainted with the
scantiness of her pecuniary re-
sources, and who know how fre-
quently her liberality to others
compelled her to abridge her per-
sonal comforts, will understand, in
some measure, how to appreciate
this feature in her character. Not
content with doine what she could
during her life, sne made several
beciuests in her last will, which
evinced that the principle of bene-
volence was strong even in death.
She left glO to the Female Mis-
sionary Society of Princeton ; SIO
to the Sabbath School Union ; and
880 to the Theological Seminary at

It is surely a duty to honour the
memory, and to imitate the example
of such a woman. And though no
proud mausoleum covers the spot
m which her ashes repose, she will
long, very long, retain ,a place in
the recollection, and in the hearts
of all the wise and the good who
were honoured with her acquaint-
ance. Happy would it be for them-
selves, and happy for society, if a
greater number of the female sex.

aspired to the intellectual culture—
the rare conjugal and domestick ex-
cellence—the unremitting benevo-
lence — the Christian intelligence—
the ardent piety-— «nd the exempla-
ry publick spirit, which adorned the
cnaracter of Margaret Thomson.


From the London Evangelical Magasine
for ^uguMt,

We lat U8 down by Babel's streamy

A mournful vigil keeping ;
Our country's woes our only themes.

Our only solace weeping :
Our harps, unheeded and unstrung.

Were hung upon the willows;
And scarce one note of comfort floDg,

To cheer our grasiy pillows.

For they who wrought our matchless

To mock our tean desiring,
Said, ^ Sing us one of Zion's songs,"

A song of mirth reauiring :
How could we tui^ toe festive lay.

Encompassed thus by dangers ;
Or how to God our homage pay

Amidst the land of strangers?

Jerusalem ? If e'er my heart

Forget thy min'd towers,
May strength from this right arm depart.

This right hand lose its powers \
And may this palsied tongue refuse

To speak the language giTen,
If erief for thee I wouldnot choose
' Above all joys but heaven !

Remember, Lord! how Edom'swns,

The fall of Zion viewing.
Rejoiced o'er thine sfflicted ones.

And scofF'd at our undoing:
For « Raze it, raze it to the ground,"

Ezclaim'd that hostile nation ;
** Let not one hated stone be found.

Nor trace of its foundation."

He comes, O Babel, doomed to fall !

A voice of might obeyine^.
Who shall rejoice our sufferings all

To thee and thine repaying ! p
He comes, who thy maternal groans.

Nor shrieks of anguish heeding,
Shall dash thine infants on the stones.

And joy to see them bleeding !

H. E.

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The palace and the pleasure
grounds of Blenheim a*re perhaps
superior in beauty and attraction
to any in the world. The verses by
Southey, called the Battle of Blen-
heim, and which are the best of
the Laureate's productions, were
among the first lines that I com-
mitted to memory after my nursery
hymns. This circumstance, con-
nected with some historical events
so vividly painted by Scott, in his
Woodstock, rendered this place
peculiarly interesting.

The wall which surrounds the
park and gardens is about 1 2 miles
in extent. From Woodstock, which
is built along part of the wall, you
enter the park, through a trium-
phal arch, and a fine view of the
palace, the monument, and the
pleasure grounds open at once be-
fore you.

The arch is a spacious gateway,
built in the Corinthian style, by Sa-
rah, the first Duchess of Marlbo-
rough, and bears a very fulsome in-
scription, which records her own
and her husband's praise. After
passing this gate, nothing, either
in nature or art, can exceed the
beauty and magnificence of the
landscape. It was a novel view for
me, to see a large tract of country
so modelled and arranged, by the
bold and masterly touches of art,
as to present all that was fair, cap-
tivating, and sublime in nature.
The venerable and vast palace,
with its tall coluinns and lofty
towers, limits the view in front.
Before and near you there is a
broad and deep valley, ii\to which
the arm of a mighty river appears
to extend, with its bold and wind-
ing shores, connected together, op-
posite tlie middle of the palace, by

a magnificent bridge-— then swelU
ing lawns of vivid green, with here
and there clumps of gigantic trees,
shady and solemn groves, of differ-
ent shapes and hues, sometimes fill
up the landscape, and sometimes
skirt or bound remoter slopes. All
this, and much more that might be
told, forms an assemblage of beauty,
which cannot be surpassed in rural
scenery. In the language of Dr.
Mavor, '^ all that can please, ele-
vate, or astonish, display them-
selves at once; and the mind is at
a loss to know to what source it is
chiefly indebted for its pleasure, or
rather, what is the predominant
character of the objects that arrest
its attention." Is it possible,
thought I, that all this can be the
work of art, or has this river been
created, and have these lawns and
hills been formed and clothed with
woodland glades, for John Church-
hill, proudly called His Grace the
Duke of Marlborough ? When a
nobleman wishes to improvt a rude
and uncultivated estate, if there be
any such now left in England, an
accurate drawing of the whole,
with all its disagreeable features
and defects is first made, and th^n
a series of sketches are drawn,
showing what kind of alterations
and embellishments the situation
is capable of receiving.

I shall not attempt to describe
minutely the wonders of Blenheim.
I stood and mused with delight on
the spot where Chaucer lived. Dif-
ferent, but not less thrilling sensa-
tions were felt, when viewing the
colossal statue of the Hero of Blen-
heim, on its column more than 1 50
feet high. While gazing at this
obelisk, after reading a portion of
the long, tedious, and fulsome in-
scriptions on its pedestal, I found
myself whispering a portion of
old Caspar's story of the Battle
of Blenheim to his grand children,

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Gnat praiM tbe Dnke of M«rH>'ro won,

And our jpood Prince Eogene —
Why 'twas a very wicked thing,

Said pretty Wilbelmine.
Nay, nay, my little ^irl, quoth he.

It waft a famoaa victory.
And every body praised the Dake,

That such a fight did win ;
Bat what good came of it at laat,

Said little Peterkin:
Why that I cannot tell, quoth he,

Bat 'twas a famous victory.

I next paused for a moment at fair
Rosamund's well, between which
place and the great bridge a very
good echo may be produced. I
called Rosamund a's name several
times, and the vocal nymph speedi-
ly returned for answer, O Munda,

Munda! This I considered as
an exclamation of the beautiful, the
unfortunate, and the criminal fair
one herself, on the vain and unsa-
tisfactory nature of the world and
its pleasures. I also saw the place

Where dying Wilmot caught religion*!

And breathed contrition for a life of shame.

But I must leave the park and
enter the palace. Its interior is not
so splendidly furnished as Eaton
Hall, except in paintings and tapes-
try. Many of the paintings, par-
ticularly those of Rubens, were
to me exceedingly disgusting-
Crouching Venuses, laughing Bac-
chantes, and angels of rich flesh
and blood, I think abominable.
The tapestry was new to me, and
from its fine colouring and ac-
curate delineations, I could not be-
lieve till I touched them that
they were all needle-work. They
represent the military exploits of
the great Duke. The horses, men,
8cc. on the pieces, (and there arc
eight or ten different ones,) are as
large as life. In one of the rooms

1 saw a small table of exquisite
workmanship, and which once be-
longed to Marie Antoinette, the
beautiful and unfortunate Queen of
France. Burke's eloquent eulogy
of her was brought to my mind,
though I could not lament with
him that the age of chivalry was
Konc, for I believe it one of the hap-

piest riddances that the world
has ever witnessed. The ceiling of
the entrance hall, which is about
70 feet high, and that of many of
the other apartments, is finely
painted with scenes of war and vic-
tory, all in praise of the first Duke.
Sir John Thornhill, one of the ar-
tists, and famous in this way, must
have passed the greater part of life
lying upon his back ^ for this is the
only position, I suppose, in which
such pictures can be executed.
The library is a grand room, about
184 feet long, and contains 17,000
volumes, very handsomely arrang-
ed. The chapel, which is last ex-
amined, contains a splendid monu-
ment to the Duke and some of his
relatives. Thus ended the pageant.
" The paths of glory lead but to the
grave." At the chapel door 1 paid
my half crown — the usual fee on
such occasions — ^to the crusty old
housekeeper, who conducted me
over the building. I cannot let her
go without a slap. The surly pride
and affected importance of the me-
nials of His Grace of Marlborough
are well known to most travellers,
and one is apt to lose, before leav-
ing the house, half the complacent
feelings with which he may have
entered it.

Before leaving Blenheim Park,
I ought to say a word or two of
what is called the China GaUery,
It stands on the left of the trium-
phal arch, just as you go in. We
have here arranged on brass hooks,
along the walls and on light frame
work in the middle of the rooms,
an immense quantity of porcelain
ware, showing the various stages
of improvement which the art of
jnanufacturing china has under-
gone since its invention. Some of the
pieces are thought to be more than
2,000 years old. The improvement
in ornamenting, glazing, and bak-
ing many of the vessels, is not
more remarkable than their differ-
ent forms or shapes. The various
metamorphoses which the common
tea-pot has assumed, cannot be out-
numbered by old Proteus himsel£

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Here was the high tea-pot and the
low tea-pot; the tall, straight, and
slender; and the short, globular,
and thickf the round, the oblong,
and the angular; the tea-pot with
feet and without feet; the tea-pot
with a long spout, a short spout, a
middling spout, and no spout at all,
but a mere nozzle like a water-
pitcher. The handles and lids
might also be described, but I for-
bear. A pair of small bottles, once
the property of Queen Anne; and
two pieces of jasper china, resem-
bling shells, struck me as being
beautiful. The whole of this vast
and carious collection was present-
ed, by the virtuoso who made it, to
the present Duke, as an appendage
to Blenheim.

It would be wrong in me to quit
this place without mentioning the
only good thing which I have heard
of the Marlboroughs. Just at the
edge of the park, and close to the
town of Woodstock, one of the
Dutchesses has erected and endow-
ed a small but neat asylum, for the
retreat and support of poor widows.
Not more than ten in number can
be received at one time.

About six o'clock in the after-
noon, I got up on the outside of a
coach, and in an hour found myself
at Oxford. My luggage-^ior this is
the name, as I should have men-
tioned before, given to a traveller's
trunk, bag, cloak, &c.— being safely
deposited at my room in the ^ngd^
I procured a guide-book at one of
the shops, and commenced an ex-
amination of this very interesting
place. Hurried by my curiosity
from one magnificent college to
another, I found myself, after nine
o'clock, wearied, in the dark, and
at some distance from my lodgings.
Of all that I have yet seen, Oxford,
on the whole, is the most imposing.
The antiquity, splendour, and clas-
sical history of its numerous col-
leges and halls; the academick
groves along the river Isis, crowd-
ed with students in black gowns
and square caps; its churches, with
tall, graceful steeples, and painted

windows; its libraries, statues, and
monuments to the learned and the
good— completely overcame mc.

Wednesday, June 3.— I had the
pleasure of meeting at the Angel,
this morning, some of my Philadel-
phia friends, who came over with
me in the Algonquin, and who were
now here with the same views as
my own. We therefore examined
some of the wonders of this place
together. The Bodleian Library
and Picture Gallery, under the same
roof, occupy a number of very
large, old, and shabby rooms. Li-
braries are things which excite but
little interest to a traveller in haste,
as the outside of books can only be
inspected. No books are suffered
to be taken out of this library by
any one. That it is continually and
rapidly increasing in size may well
be' supposed, as a copy of every
work published in the country is
claimed as a matter of right. Pur-
chases and donations are also fre-
quently made. There are many
portraits of distinguished indivi-
duals suspended among the books,
and among the rest, that of Sir
Thomas Bodley, the munificent
founder of the establishment. The
picture gallery contains a number
of articles highly interesting; none
of them to me was more so, than
the original portrait of Archbishop
Cranmer, who was martyred on a
spot visible from one of the win-
dows. I stole away from my friends,
and gazed for a moment by myself
on the awful spot where this martyr
expired. As the fire seemed burning
before me, I could almost see him,
voluntarily and fearlessly thrust-
ing his hand into the flame, that he
might himself destroy that which
had once been the instrument of
disgrace to his holy religion. An
original portrait of Mary Queen of
Scots, and from which most of the
representations of that criminal and
unfortunate woman are taken, is
very fine. The Schools of Athens,
might be examined for an hour
with pleasure ; but I must hasten
' from this place to the>Radcliife Li-

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brary, which is a large circular
building, ornamental even to the city
of Oxford. Here books, statues,
and paintings, alternately caught
my wandering and wondering eyes:
the superb room which contains
these things is under a dome 80
feet from the floor. Here, in 1 8 1 4,
the present king George IV^ the
late Emperor of Russia, and more
than 200 guests caroused. The
street called High street, is truly
magnificent in its buildings: here
many of the finest colleges are lo-
cated. Queen's College, which is in
this street, nearly opposite my lodg-
ings, is really magnificent^ it fprms
a kind of oblong, 300 feet by 200;
over the principal entrance there is
a fine, open, ornamented cupola, in
the middle of which is the statue
of Queen Caroline: there are also a
number of statues arranged along
the pediments of the building in
front, but I shall not attempt to
describe any more of these fa-
mous structures. In all of those
I examined, you enter by a large
gate in the walls of the building,
which opens into a hollow square
or area, from which you pass to the
different apartments. Some of these
squares are quite pretty, being or-
namented with shrubbery and neat
gravel walks. There are 19 col-
leges and 5 halls, besides many
churches and other splendid publick
buildings. These, as you pass from
one street to another, attract, and
detain your attention for sometime,
by their ancient and magnificent
style of architecture, by their paint-
ed windows, curious ornaments, -
lofty spires, and a thousand other
costly and antique decorations.—
There are about 5000 students inOx-
ford atthistime^ and excepting the
square hat, they look, and behave,
as far as I could judge,just as our stu-
dents used to do at Princeton. There
are guides, or men who will show
you, for a /cc, every thing worthy of
notice here — and not only in this
case, but in all others of a similar
nature, it is best to settle the amount
to be paid beforehand. I regretted

very much, that we arrived the day
after a fine lecture was given by one
of my favourite poets. Professor
Millman. About 12 o'<4ock I de-
parted from Oxford with regret,
knowing that I left behind me
much tliat deserves notice, entirely
neglected, or at least hastily seen^
this, however, has been the case in
all the places I have visited. As it
was a fine day, I mounted on the
outside of the coach, and enjoyed,
during my whole ride to London,
which was my next stopping place,
a full view of a most interesting^
country. After leaving Oxford some
miles, we ascended a hill, which
is thought very high in this part of
the world, and on the top of It, I
had one of the finest prospects I
ever beheld^ it certainly comes next
to the view from the Pine Orchard,
on our Catskill mountain. On some
parts of the rqad I noticed a num-
ber of workmen, digging up the
soil for flitUs^ which Uiey found in
great abundance,and with which the
road is repaired. We passed a num-
ber of small towns, and then came
to Uxbridge, a place of some mag-
nitude. Here we met a number of
vehicles, on their way to the Ascot
Heath races, where his Majesty is
expected to be present, as is usual
with him J but neither he nor the
races will take me to AscoU In the
neighbourhood of Uxbridge, once
lived that glorious patriot, who,
amidst. the greatest dangers and
temptations, braved even death it-
self in defence of his principles,
and who has been immortalized by
Gray in the following lines:

Some villaife fiampden, that with daunt-
less breaiit,
The little tyrant of his fields withstood.

From Uxbridge to London, I was
disappointed in not seeing it more
thickly settled; till within two miles
of the metropolis, you might have
supposed yourself on the Frankford
road, going to Philadelphia; but
Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park
being passed, you are soon involved
in the busy bum of men and
horses. The idea of entering Lon-

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don, when afar off, had often caused
my blood to thrill in my veins. The
thought of visiting the place where
lived the good, the great, and the
glorious, had for a long time been
the occasion of most delightful
emotions. I was therefore sur-
prised to find myself calm and al-
most unmovecLas our coach rapid-
ly rolled overive pavements of this
great city. Its magnitude made no
impression upon me, and the streets
did not seem to be much more
crowded with men, and horses, and
carriages, than those of our large
cities at home. After rattling over
the stones for about a mile, the
coach set me down in the yard or
court of the BtUl Inn, in Holbofti,
amidst a crowd of wagons^ horses,
and noisy servants, puddles of dirty
water, and heaps of filth. The house,
however, we round tolerably com-
fortable, and we therefore deter-
mined to remain until to-morrow,
when I hope to get settled at per-
manent lodgings for some weeks.
Here, then, thought I, as I threw
myself on a sofa, in an upper room,
here I am in this great London,
the object of so much desire, and
of so many dreams of pleasure,
both by day and night. To have
arrived here in good health, and
without any accident, was a sub-
ject of heartfelt joy and religious
r latitude. Though it was evening,
sallied forth with an English gen-
tleman and his beautiful daughter,
with' whom I became acquainted in
the coach, to see St. Paul's church,
in the neighbourhood. We found
it, however, too dark and smoky,
to discover any thing more than a
vast and lofty pile; and a heavy
shower of rain beginning to fall,
we took shelter in our lodgings for
the night.

(To he continued.)

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What remains to be offered on the
subject of this Essay, may be com-

prised in an answer to the inquiry,
How can intemperance be checked?

The plans for promoting temper-
ance may be reduced to two general
classes. The one of these proposes
to reclaim the intemperate* and may
be called the remedial system: The
other which may be called the jpre-
verdive system^ aims at keeping
thosfe temperate who have not yet
contracted the ruinous habit. These
systems have some points of con-
tact, but we have explained, as we
believe, the minkory object of each.

The remedies proposed are partly
nibral and partly medicinal. To
the application of the former of
these, no one can object. He may
doubt its efficacy, not because he is

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