fewer, when he wrote his history, it would have pleased us

better.

'I was next to wait upon the Rev. Mr. Willard, Minister of the South Meeting in Boston. He is well furnished with learning and solid notions; has a natural fluency of speech, and can say what he pleases.

'Afterwards I went to visit the Rev. Mr. Allen, [of the First Church, now Chauncey Place.] He is very humble and very rich; and can be generous enough when the humour is upon him. His son was an eminent minister in England, and deceased at Northampton. Mr. Moody was assistant to Mr. Allen, and well known by his practical writings. Leaving Mr. Allen's house, I went next to visit Mr. John and Mr. Thomas Bailey. These two are popular preachers, and very generous to strangers. I heard the senior, upon these words: "Looking unto Jesus," and I thought he spoke like an angel. They express a more than ordinary kindness. Reader, I might be large in their character, but when I tell you they are true pictures of my honoured father-in-law, Dr. Annesley, whom they count a second St. Paul, it is as high as I need go.

'Having thus paid my visits to the clergy of Boston, and the sun being now gone to bed, I bid good night to these two brothers, who gave me an hearty welcome, and assured me of all the service that lay in their power.'

Dr. Donne.

[Isaac Walton, in his life of the celebrated Dr. Donne, thus describes him, as a Preacher.]

Now the English Church had gained a second St. Austin; for I think none was so like him, before his conversion; none so like St. Ambrose after it; and if his youth had the infirmities of the one, his age had the excellencies of the other, the learning and holiness of both. Now all his studies, which had been occasionally diffused, were centered in divinity. Now he had a new calling, new thoughts, and a new employment for his wit and eloquence. Now all his earthly affections were changed into divine love; and all the faculties of his own soul were engaged in the conversion of others. He preached the word, so as to show that his own heart was possessed

with those very thoughts, and joys, that he laboured to instil into others. A preacher in earnest, sometimes weeping for his auditors, sometimes with them; always preaching to himself, like an angel from a cloud, but in none; carrying some, as St. Paul was, to heaven in holy raptures, and enticing others by a sacred art and courtship to amend their lives; here picturing a vice, so as to make it ugly to those who practice it, and a virtue, so as to make it beloved, even by those who loved it not; and all this with a most particular grace, and an expressive addition of comeliness.'

[The following extract may serve as a specimen of Dr. Donne's mode of preaching.]

'It is not enough not to trust in flesh, but thou must trust in that that is spirit; and when thou art to direct thy trust upon him, who is spirit, the spirit of power and consolation, stop not at evil spirits, to seek advancement from them; nor upon good spirits, the glorious saints of God in heaven, to seek salvation from them; nor upon thine own spirit, in an overvaluation of its purity; but turn to the only invisible and immortal God, who turns to thee in so many names and notions of power and consolation. "He is my rock," says David, "and my salvation; my refuge and my glory." If my refuge, what enemy can pursue me? If my defence, what temptation can wound me? If my rock, what storm shall shake me? If my salvation, what melancholy shall deject me? If my glory, what calumny shall defame me?

'I must not stay you now to infuse the several consolations of these several names and notions of God towards you. But go your several ways home, and every soul take with him that name, that may minister most comfort unto him. Let him, that is pursued with any particular temptation, invest God, as God is a refuge, a sanctuary. Let him, that is buffeted with the messenger of Satan, with his own concupiscence, receive God, as God is his defence and target. Let him, that is shaken with perplexities in his understanding, or scruples in his conscience, lay hold upon God, as God is his rock and his anchor. Let him, that hath any diffident jealousie or suspicion of the free and full mercy of God, apprehend God, as God is his salvation; and him, that walks in the ingloriousness and contempt of this world, contemplate

God, as God is his glory. Any of these notions is enough to any man; but God is all these, and all else, that all souls can think to every man.' Dr. Donne's Sermons.

Dr. Aiken.

[The following extract from the Memoirs of Dr. Aiken, by his daughter, relates to an interesting period of his life, and is probably no unfaithful representation of the trials of many professional men, in being compelled to adopt, as the scene of their labours, places remote from the objects of their domestick attachments, and of their fondest associations.]

'After some months spent in inquiries, he received information of a vacancy about to occur, by the departure of one of the two physicians, who divided the practice of the town of Yarmouth, in Norfolk; and this intelligence was accompanied with such assurances of support from some of the inhabitants, as determined him to settle there. Notwithstanding the circumstances, which had rendered him dissatisfied with his professional situation at Warrington, his feelings on the near prospect of departure, made him sensible, that in the way of social and friendly enjoyment, he had many sacrifices to make in quitting that county, which had extended so affectionate an adoption to his parents, his sister, and himself; which was the scene of all the dearest recollections of his youth, and the birth-place of his children. He had enjoyed opportunities of forming many acquaintances among the inhabitants of Liverpool, which he justly regarded as equally agreeable and advantageous. Towards Dr. James Currie, that accomplished, enlightened, and eminently excellent person, he found himself so strongly attracted by a similarity of tastes and pursuits, that a very little more opportunity was alone wanting to mature what was already social intimacy into perfect friendship. The distinguished biographer of Lorenzo de Medici, and Leo X., then young and unknown to the world, but already credited by his friends for the various abilities, which he has since made manifest, was also one of those whose society he peculiarly valued, and whose character he contemplated with the most cordial sentiments of esteem and affection.

'With so many social ties to be broken, Dr. Aiken might be excused for regarding his removal to a distant part of the

kingdom, where he possessed not a single friend, and scarcely even an acquaintance, as a severe trial of his fortitude. He thus expresses himself respecting it to Dr. Haygarth, by whose persuasions he had been urged to assume his new character. "I shall certainly make a point of visiting you before my departure, for God only knows when we shall meet again. If success in my profession was not the first concern in my situation, I should be strongly disposed to reject any offers, which would remove me so far from friends, whom I cordially love and esteem. But we are in a world that demands continual sacrifices, and happiness is only to be acquired by accommodating ourselves, with good humour, to our several necessities." Miss Lucy Aiken's Memoir, &c.

Aphorisms on Mind and Manners.-By Dr. Aiken. The hardest trial of the heart is, whether it can bear a rival's failure without triumph.

Thoroughly to try a man's patience, he must have the labour of years consumed before his eyes in a moment ;-thoroughly to prove it, he must instantly begin to renew his labour.

The-woman of sensibility, who preserves serenity and good temper, amidst the insults of a faithless husband, wants nothing of an angel but immortality.

The man who, improving in skill or knowledge, improves also in modesty, has an undeniable claim to greatness of mind.

He, whose first emotion on the view of an excellent production is to undervalue it, will never have one of his own to show.

Nothing is such an obstacle to the production of excellence, as the power of producing what is pretty good with ease and rapidity.

Would a man of rank estimate his real dignity, let him think of that state in which all rank is abolished.

Poetry.

The following lines, which appeared in the Monthly Anthology for Janu. ary 1807, are ascribed to the President elect of the United States.]

LINES, ADDRESSED TO A MOTHER,

ON THE DEATH OF TWO INFANTS.

SURE, to the mansions of the blest
When infant innocence' ascends,
Some angel, brighter than the rest,
The spotless spirit's flight attends.
On wings of extacy they rise

Beyond where worlds material roll;
Till some fair sister of the skies

Receives the unpolluted soul.
There, at th' Almighty Father's hand,
Nearest the throne of living light,
The choirs of infant seraphs stand,

And dazzling shine, where all are bright.
Chain'd for a dreary length of years
Down to these elements below,
Some stain the sky-born spirit bears
Contracted from this world of wo.
That inextinguishable beam,

With dust united at our birth,
Sheds a more dim, discolour'd gleam,
The more it lingers upon earth.
Clos'd in this dark abode of clay
The stream of glory faintly burns;
Not unobscur'd the lucid ray

To its own native fount returns.
But when the Lord of mortal breath
Decrees his bounty to resume,
And points the silent shaft of death,
Which speeds an infant to the tomb,-

No passion fierce, nor low desire

Has quench'd the radiance of the flame;
Back to its God the living fire

Reverts, unclouded as it came.

Oh, Anna! be that solace thine;

Let Hope her healing charm impart;

And soothe, with melodies divine,
The anguish of a mother's heart.