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sacrifice for sin, give peace. St. Paul, the ablest, the most powerful and thorough-going preacher of the cross, that ever lived, understood this, when, standing before the august assembly at Athens, he preached simple repentance, and a judgment to come?' (Had he not already preached to them "Jesus and the resurrection?") Nay, we have higher authority still, for Jehovah himself sent priests, and prophets, for four thousand years, simply to call upon his people to repent of sin, and do their duty. They made but a very few obscure allusions to a Saviour-so obscure that they were not understood till that Saviour came.' (page 189.) Now this is really most untrue: is it borne out by the answer of the Scribes, when Herod sent to inquire of them where Christ should be born? -by the testimony of Philip to Nathanael, of Simeon, of Anna, of John Baptist, of the eleventh chapter of the epistle to the Hebrews? We should be sorry to think there was a boy in our Sunday school class who could not set Mr. Abbott right.

But the most extraordinary remarks, perhaps, are those which relate to the sacraments: they are made with a defiance of scripture authority truly astounding. We are told, that our Lord did not choose bread and wine, as the elements for our sacramental commemoration, but laid hold of the things that' hap'He just pened' to be before him at the moment. takes the bread which was upon the table, and pours "Take these, as out another cup of wine, and says, emblems of my sufferings and death, incurred for the remission of your sins, and henceforth do this in remembrance of me; as often as you do it, you will represent the Lord's death until he come." Had he been walking in a grove, instead of being seated at a

table, when his last hour with his disciples had arrived, he would, perhaps, on the same principles, have broken off a branch from a tree, and distributed a portion to his friends, and then Christians would have afterwards commemorated his death by wearing their monthly badge of evergreen; or, if he had been returning to Jerusalem, he would perhaps have consecrated their walk, and then, during the succeeding ages, the sacred ceremony would have been performed by a solemn procession of his friends. No matter what the act was, which was thus set apart as a memorial-the feeling, of which it is the symbol, is all that is important.'

A passage on baptism follows; almost equally expressive of rash ignorance, presumption, and utter defiance of scripture, concluding thus, 'The ceremony of admission into the church, would have had as much meaning, if it had consisted simply in holding up the hands to heaven, or appearing in a white robe, the emblem of purity, or making the sign of the cross upon the forehead.' Page 215-217.

We meant to have said more: but the very act of transcribing this last page, has made us feel that it is unnecessary. We understand that abridgements of this book have appeared; and from hands eminently pious and orthodox. We are sorry for it, These abridgements may lead to a perusal of the original work; than which, there are very few books that we would not sooner put into the hands of the young. No doubt, there is much fine writing, and great originality of thought: but is it not deplorable that volumes of the most rich, sound, scriptural divinity, from the pens of our own reformers, and deeply experienced theologians, should be thrust

into obscure corners, or thrown upon book stalls, while an inundation of crude, and often, heterodox notions, from distant lands is received, embraced, embellished, recommended, and lodged on the worktable of almost every Christian lady? Mr. Abbott has devoted a chapter to expatiating on the dramatic beauty of the narrative which represents the trial and crucifixion of our Lord. He brings out, in scenic arrangement, and in dialogue altered to something more ' dramatically' picturesque, that awful spectacle. We read it, and trembled as we read, and would have cast it from us, but for the solemn, the imperative duty that devolves upon us; in pursuance of which, we distinctly tell our beloved countrywomen, that if they persist in encouraging such works, they will do more to corrupt the national faith, and to undermine its most sacred institutions, than all the open enemies who are coming in like a flood. Against them the Spirit of the Lord will lift up a standard but if our hands rend that standard to pieces, what is to replace it?




AND SIONARY ANNUAL. 1835. Edited by the Rev. W. Ellis. Fisher.

WE ought sooner to have noticed this pleasing volume, which contains some very interesting pieces, both in prose and verse. Compared with the other publications, that, under the title of annuals, multiply so rapidly upon us, the Missionary Keepsake has a fair claim to Christian patronage. There is nothing very brilliant in the collection; nor indeed can we reasonably expect it; looking for something better than mere brilliancy. We hope that it will be so received, as to encourage a continuance of the work, and bring more labourers to improve it. We are disposed to apply to things of this kind, a rough, but striking remark of John Wesley on Psalmody'I see no reason why the devil should be allowed to have all the best tunes to himself.'


'How spruce you are grown of late, uncle! You wear your Sunday hat every day; your coat is brushed to a nicety: your silver knee-buckles, which I have not seen for years, are now always displayed; and I don't think you have walked out, any morning, this last fortnight, without a sprig of some nice shrub in your button-hole. I am afraid you go courting-is it so?'

The old gentleman smiled, with that peculiar expression of contentment which has latterly beamed from all his features. He knew that I was well aware of its real source, and took my banter in good part. Those of my readers, whose politics square with my dear uncle's, will sympathise in his present satisfaction; those who differ, will kindly excuse it: and those ladies, who would not for the world be supposed to know any thing of the matter, can easily omit the few pages devoted to a subject that will yet, ere long, force itself upon every class in the British dominions.

Last month it was my uncle's part to apprize me of the calamity which laid our senate-houses in ruins. A different task devolved on me, just four weeks and a half after. The good man had a severe cold, and was seated before my study fire, his legs reclined on a cushion, while he pensively pondered on a small penny periodical, which his beloved Lord

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