having the flock stopped at the various roads and lanes he passed in their way to the neighbourhood of London.

In the next year, the same shepherd, accompanied by the same dog, brought up another flock for the gentleman who had owned the former one. On being questioned how he had got on, he said much better than the year before, as his dog now knew the road, and had kept the sheep from going up any of the lanes or turnings that had given the shepherd so much trouble on his former journey. The distance could not have been less than 400 miles.

Buffon gives an eloquent and faithful account of the sheep-dog; "this animal, faithful to man, will always preserve a portion of his empire, and a degree of superiority over all other beings. He reigns at the head of his flock, and makes himself better understood than the voice of the shepherd: Safety, order, and discipline, are the fruits of his vigilance and activity. They are as a people submitted to his management, whom he conducts and protects, and against whom he never employs force but for the preservation of good order. If we consider that this animal, notwithstanding his ugliness, and his wild and melancholy look, is superior in instinct to all others; that he has a decided character in which education has comparatively little share; that he is the only animal born perfectly trained for the service of others; that, guided by natural powers alone, he applies himself to the care of our flocks, a duty which he executes with singular assiduity, vigilance, and fidelity; that he conducts them with an admirable intelligence which is a part and portion of himself; that his sagacity astonishes at the same time that it gives repose to his master, while it requires great time and trouble to instruct other dogs for the purposes to which they are destined; if we reflect on these facts we shall be confirmed in the opinion that the shepherd's dog is the true dog of nature, the stock and model of the whole specics."

MEMOIR OF ELIZA KENNY GORE. To the Readers of the "Juvenile Companion and Sunday School Hive."

My dear young Friends,

Though the Jamaica Wesleyan Methodist Association has existed for more than 16 years, yet I believe this will be the first article on Jamaica matters you will have read through the pages of your pleasing miscellany. And why should Australia be able frequently to communicate cheering and stirring intelligence for the use and benefit of the young readers of the Juvenile Companion, and Jamaica not have a word concerning the progress of the work of God among those who are the Sabbath School scholars of the Association in Jamaica? The fault has been with us in Jamaica; we have neglected to send information to the Editor! On this occasion I wish to give you an account of a dear young girl, once a member of the Sabbath School of one of our country stations, but now numbered among those precious ones "who have washed their robes in the blood of the Lamb" and are in the upper temple, joining the glorious choir, and worshipping Him, who, in her life-time, was not "ashamed to be called" her "God."

Eliza Kenny Gore, was born March 18, 1838. Previous to the visitation of cholera in this island, in November 1850, her parents were not connected with any church;

but Eliza, with her sisters and brothers, all of them younger than herself, were members of our Sabbath School at the Providence Chapel. Eliza was the teacher of a class, and from her amiable temper was much beloved by the senior teachers and the children. At home she was particularly useful in taking care of her younger brothers and sisters, and in sharing with her mother in many of the duties of the house. Her father was an overseer, and

a day school being established on the property where her parents lived-under the superintendence of the late Rev. Robert Johnstone and his two amiable and excellent daughters, Eliza became a pupil, and by her steady persevering habits and general good conduct, soon won the affections of her teachers, and experienced much of their attention and kindness. To the Misses Johnstone, Eliza was much attached, and from them she received much profitable instruction. In November, 1850, it pleased the Ruler of the Universe to visit Jamaica with that terrible scourge the cholera, by which Eliza and thousands of others fell victims. The following account of her sickness, sufferings, patience, earnest pleadings for the pardon of her sins, and her happy death, has been forwarded to me by Miss Johnstone, who watched at her bedside during the whole time of Eliza's illness, and assisted much in directing her mind to the Lord Jesus Christ-the children's true Friend.

"Eliza was seized with cholera at 12 o'clock on Sabbath, the 15th December, 1850. Severe vomiting and purging continued till evening. When her illness commenced, she was told, that it would in all likelihood prove fatal, and that she must prepare to die. She requested prayer to be offered up for her, and joined heartily in it herself. About 7 o'clock of the same evening, she earnestly requested that Mr. Hyams should be sent for, when he came, she said,— "My sins are not pardoned," and then besought him to pray with God for her. Upon his asking her whether there was anything she wished him particularly to pray for—she replied "Yes, that if I die, I may be with Jesus." After this she became tranquil, until midnight, when on turning and seeing Miss Johnstone, she looked at her earnestly and

exclaimed,- "Oh! Miss Johnstone my hour is come, and I am not ready; pray for me, do pray with your whole heart." In this way she continued for a while, when after prayer was offered, she requested Miss Johnstone, to read to her the chapter about those whose robes are washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb. That, and many other appropriate passages of the Scriptures were read; and she then appeared to derive much comfort from the precious promises of Christ, and from several Psalms and Hymns which were repeated to her. During the night her sufferings were intense, but she murmured not. On Monday morning, at about 8 o'clock, she sent again for Miss Johnstone, and requested her to pray for her. She also asked her father to pray for her, when perceiving him kneeling at her bedside with the Prayer-book in his hand opened, she said—“Oh papa, pray from your heart for me, -don't pray out of a Book." Overwhelmed by this touching appeal, he laid aside the book, and from his heart offered, for the first time in his life, as he told us, an extempore and affecting prayer to God. She then fixed her eyes on Miss Johnstone, and said, "Miss Johnstone, must I give an account of all my sins?" When told "yes, the Lord will call you to account, but those who believe shall be received into glory:" she asked, "Will I be forgiven for all the sins which I have committed against my parents and others?" It was indeed a time of deep emotion among us, as well as of gratitude, we hope, to the Lord, for granting to his young servant a full sense of her responsibility. After she had obtained assurance of her acceptance by God, she most affectionately prayed for her parents, and brothers and sisters; beseeching God that they might be made more holy, and that he would teach them to love and serve him. Soon after this, she made a distribution of her books and clothes to her younger brothers and sisters, and to one or two young friends. A few minutes after, she called her father, and said,-" Papa, I want to speak to you: you know when Charlie was a baby he was burnt. I did it Papa, but I was little then: will you forgive me, and will God forgive me." Her father

assured her of his forgiveness, and told her that God was ever ready to forgive all who were very sorry for sin. She then appeared to be at rest in her mind for a time, but was constantly requesting her father and others to pray for her, saying "Papa, do pray for me, pray with your whole heart, Papa, not with the book, with your heart." From the beginning she would fix her eyes earnestly on whoever entered the room, constantly saying, "I want you to pray with your whole heart." Her father offered prayer, and after that she said, repeat "The hour of my departure come, &c." She was expecting death calmly throughout this day. In the evening Mr. Johnstone arrived in company with the doctor, when medicine was administered which greatly irritated her frame. On the morning of the 17th she appeared much better, and at about 11 o'clock in the forenoon, she expressed to her father, her fears that she was not going to die, for, said she-"My sickness is very long, and I am quite happy and willing to depart"He told her that if it were the will of God, she might live and get better, but that she must be resigned to His will. She then became quiet until about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, when being much agitated, she called upon Mr. Johnstone, saying, "Schoolmaster, pray for me, for I am going". during the prayer she seemed earnestly to take part. About an hour after Mr. Hyams arrived, she spoke with him fully and intelligently about her soul. He spent some time with her in conversation and prayer, after which she became composed and quiet, but when she was asked whether she felt happy, she replied with earnestness— "Yes, quite happy." On the following Wednesday she said to Miss Johnstone, "Do you think I am going to heaven?" I said, yes; she said, "How do you know that?" I said, can you not say in the words of the hymn-

"And now my witness is on high,

And now my record's in the sky"

She said "yes," and then sunk into a slumber. From this time her confidence in the atonement continued unshaken, repeating at intervals various passages of Scripture, and lines of hymns until Monday evening, the 23rd December