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doors were opened to the parents and friends, and the proceedings of the evening commenced. The Superintendent gave out an appropriate hymn, commencing

“We who are spared another year,

Now stand before thy throne,
And bless thee for thy gracious care,

Which thou to us hast shown."

after which the Rev. James Buck, the respected Minister of the Bethel Union, engaged in prayer. The Rev. Henry Tarrant presided, and a number of highly instructive and interesting pieces, in prose and verse, were then recited by the scholars, and several hymns and anthems were sung by them-aided by a little instrumental music-in a manner highly creditable both to themselves and their instructors.

That the scholars appreciate the teachers' toil and care, was delightfully evidenced in the course of the evening.

A young lady, who has long been connected with the school, both as scholar and afterwards as teacher, on the occasion of her marriage was presented by the Chairman, on behalf of her class, with a beautifully-bound Polyglot Bible, as an expression of their grateful affection and attachment, and which was done in a very touching and appropriate manner; indeed, so well was this done, that the whole of the auditory, young and old, testified their approbation of it in an unmistakeable manner. The following was written inside the Bible

“Presented to Mrs. late Miss- on the occasion of her Marriage, by the Scholars of her Class, in the Wapping Sabbath-school, as a memento of their affection and esteem for her unwearied interest in their mental improvement, and her kind solicitude for their personal salvation. This small token of attachment is accompanied by an earnest prayer

and best wishes for her domestic happiness in this life, and eternal blessedness in the life that is to come."

The meeting was crowded, and the interest sustained until a very late hour.

May the sweet links of Christian love bind all our

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scholars to their teachers, and both to the Saviour. “ A band of love, a threefold cord, which never can be broken."

THE SECRETARY.

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MEMOIR OF ANNE LEWINS. ANNE LEWINS was born at Darlington, on the 2nd of December, in the year 1833. She was for many years a scholar in the Darlington Wesleyan Methodist Association Sunday School, where she soon imbibed ardent love for this institution, which every day grew stronger, and where she was soon initiated in those truths which were able to make her “wise unto salvation, through faith which is in Christ Jesus.” Her punctuality, attention, and obedience as a scholar, were the means of promoting her, about a year before her first illness, to the office of teacher;

an office she ardently longed for, and one in which she laboured with promptitude and zeal, till she was, reluctantly, compelled to desist.

On many a Sabbath morning she might have been seen wending her way to the Sunday School, --sometimes when the weather was very unfavourable, and wl en disease was racking her poor frame,—"to tell of the unsearchable riches of Christ.” Sometimes she would go, little znowing how sbe could get back; yet she would often say it was her duty to go; and when her parents spoke to her of the danger of thus exposing herself, she would sometimes respond with

I'll praise my Maker wbile I've breath;

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures." What a lesson for Sunday-school teachers who are in health, that one so weak should be found so patiently and earnestly striving to cast her bread upon the waters, which she hoped would be seen after many days.

When an amiable lady established a female class-meeting, in connexion with the Sunday-school, Annie availed herself of the privilege of becoming a member of the class. She saw it was her duty to become united with the visible Church. She felt her unworthiness, and owned her utter inability to do anything without the blessing of God. There is not the least doubt but that it was in the Sunday-school that she received those impressions of her depraved nature, and that knowledge of a personal interest in Christ's blood and atonement, which led her to give her heart to God, and i start afresh in the race of Christian holiness and love; which gave her such blessed assurances of being a participator in the blessings of redemption while living; and, when dying, made her “the calm expectant of a glorious immortality.” When in health, the religion which she possessed stimulated to vigorous action; and in sickness and death, enabled her to look to Jesus for succour and support. When she saw the great realities of Eternity spreading out before her, she was enabled to rejoice in hope of the glory of God. By affliction, she was to be “tried as gold, and to be purified as silver.” She was “saved through faith," and "made perfect through suffering."

About the fall of the year 1850 she was first attacked with that illness which terminated in her death. From that time to tue autumn of the past year, she had to endure great bodily pain. During her long illness, she was so much supported by that Omnipotent arm upon which she

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relied, that words of murmuring and discontent never fell from her lips. The God of Abraham comforted her under all her afflictions; and she often consoled herself with the thought that He was with her, and would be with her unto the end. She was very conscious of the sympathy felt by our Saviour for his suffering and afflicted disciples; and could heartily join in repeating that impressive verse :-

5* Touched with a sympathy within,

He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,

For he has felt the same." She was often asked if she felt much pain ? to which she would sometimes reply, “Yes, but

"What are all my sufferings here,

If Lord thou count'st me meet,
With that enraptured host to appear,

And worship at thy feet?" On the night of her death she was asked the same question by a friend who visited her; and, laying her hand on her side-which caused her great pain,--with her eyes upturned to heaven, she exclaimed, “ Yes.” Then added, “Jesus support me!”

Her mother asked her during her last illness, “Do you * wish to get better, and live a little longer in this vale of tears'?” To which she answered, “Oh, mother, let God's will, not mine, be done!” She then repeated, with evident composure, that beautiful interrogation of the poet

" What is there here to court my stay,

Aud keep me back from home,
While angels beckon me away,

And Jesus bids me come.” On Wednesday, Oct. 5th, she decidedly changed for the worse ; and on Thursday afternoon she was evidently drawing near to the close of her earthly pilgrimage. She knew that God's appointed time was at hand, when she should be called hence; and she calmly and patiently prepared to obey the summons.

A few minutes before her death she was asked, “Shall

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pray with you ?” “ Yes,” she answered, “now.” After engaging in earnest supplication to her Heavenly Father, to take her blest spirit to the home he had prepared for her, she calmly and resignedly exclaimed, “Lord, Jesus, receive my spirit!” Then, breathing a few words of prayer, she sweetly “fell asleep in Jesus." Her “warfare” was accomplished at half-past eleven, on the evening of Oct. 6th, 1853, after a lingering illness of about three years, in the twentieth year of her age.

Her blessed spirit has taken its departure for a far better country, where the inhabitants “ never say they are sick," but where

“ Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,

Are felt and feared no more." That bright land where angelic hosts ever sing Jehovah's praises in sweetest strains: and drink purest joys from that fountain of living waters gushing from before the Throne:—that land of rest, where all who trust in God, and believe in Christ, will be triumphantly and joyfully received; there to dwell in endless bliss with all the sanctified host “that have finished the work which was given them to do”—with that glorified company “for ever present with the Lord." " And the Lamb which is in the midst of the Throne shall feed them, and shall lead them to living fountains of waters; and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes." Darlington.

W. L.

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THE PRISON-CHILD'S APPEAL. Two kindred societies are now labouring efficiently in behalf of the poor children of New York city. The following sketch, from the pen of one of their visitors, reminds us of much that we have witnessed of a similar characterduring the last twelve years—within those same gloomy walls.

The wrongs of this poor German girl present a picture, sad but true, of the wrongs and exposures of hundreds in our midst, who, for the want of a Christian home, and

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