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the Thomas, in the cuffered the head offerience, that's
" Jesus Christ, thou Son of the living God, have mercy upon me:" and he was consumed in a most miserable manner.
When the executioner went behind Jerome of Prague to set fire to the pile, « Come here,” said the martyr, " and kindle it before my eyes; for, if I dreaded such a sight, I should never have come to this place, when I had a free opportunity to escape.” The fire was kindled, and he then sung a hymn, which was soon finished by the encircling fames.
Thomas Bilney suffered at Norwich in the year 1531, in the time of King Henry VIII. The night before he suffered he put his finger into the flame of a candle, as he had often done be. fore, and answered, “ I feel, by experience, that the fire is hot; yet I am persuaded by God's holy word, and by the experience of some spo. ken of in it, that in the flame they felt no heat, and in the fire no consumption; and I believe, that though the stubble of my body shall be wasted, yet my soul shall thereby be purged; and that, after short pain, joy unspeakable will follow.”
As he was lead forth to the place of execution, one of his friends spoke to him, praying to God to strengthen him, and to enable him patiently to endure his torments: to whom Mr. Bilney answered, with a quiet and pleasant coun. tenance, “ When the mariner undertakes a voy. age, he is tossed on the billows of the troubled seas; yet, in the midst of all, he beareth up his spirits with this consideration, that ere long he shall come into his quiet harbour: so," added he, “ I am now sailing upon the troubled sea, but ere long my ship shall be in a quiet harbour;
intended to settle on his eldest son ; but he proving a vicious young man, and there being no hopes of his recovery; he devolved it upon the sergeant, who was his second son. Upon the father's death, the eldest, finding that what he had considered before as the mere threatenings of an angry old mari were now but too certain, became melancholy ; which, by degrees, wrought in him so great a change, that what his father could not prevail in while he lived was now effected by the severity of his last will. His brother, observing this, invited him, together with many of his friends, to a feast; where, after other dishes had been served up, he ordered one which was covered to be set before his brother, and desired him to uncover it': upon his doing which, the company, no less than himself, were surprised to find it full of writings; and still more when the sergeant told them, " that he was now doing what he was sure his father would have done, had de lived to see the happy change which now they all saw in his brother; and therefore he freely restored to him the whole estate.”
Timoleon, the Corinthian, is a noble pattern of fraternal love; for, being in a battle with the Argives, and seeing his brother fall down dead with the wounds he had received, he instanıly leaped over his dead body, and with his shield protected it from insult and plunder; and though sorely wounded in this generous enterprise, he would not, by any means, retreat to a place of safety, till he had seen the corpse carried off the field by his friends. How happy for Christians, would they imitate this heathen, and as tenderly screen from abuse and calumny
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the wounded reputation or dying honour of an absent or defenceless brother! Mr.
H a n ingenious artist, being driven out of all employment, and reduced to great distress, had no resource to apply to except that of an elder brother, who was in good circumstances. To hiin, therefore, he applied, and begged some little hovel to live in, and some small provision for his support. . The brother melted into tears, and said “ You, my dear brother! you live in an hovel! You are a man; you are a honour to the family. I am nothing. You shall take this house and the estate, and I will be your guest, if you please.” The brothers lived together, without it being distinguishable who was the proprietor of the estate, till the death of the elder put the artist in possession of it.
Lord Ab- n's brother, who was a church. man, once solicited him to apply for a living which was vacant, and in the gift of the crown, worth 10001. a year. Lord Ab- n's answer was as follows: “ I never ask favours. Inclosed is a deed of annuity for 1000l. per annum."
In the month of September, 1801, W. T. M., Esq. departed this life, and, dying without a will, his large property, which was chiefly landed estate, devolved to his eldest son. By this circumstance the eight younger children were unprovided for ; but this gentleman, with a generosity seldom equalled, but which does honour to Christianity, immediately made - over to his younger brothers and sisters three considerable estates it is said of the value of ten thousand pounds), which were about two-thirds of the whole property. This munificence is the more extraordinary, as he had a young and increasing
family of his own. On a friend remonstrating with him on his conduct, his answer was, I have enough; and am determined that all my brothers and sisters shall be satisfied.”'
THE FRIAR AND THE NIGHT WHISPER.
WHILE Mr. Welch was minister in one of the French villages, one evening, a popish friar, travelling through the country, because he could find no lodging in the whole village, addressed himself to Mr. Welch's house, begging the favour of a lodging for that night. The servants informed Mr. Welch, who readily consented; but as he had supped, and family worship was over, he did not see the friar, but retired to his roo:n. After the friar had supped, the servant shewed him to his chamber, between which and Mr. Welch's there was but a thin deal partition. After the friars first sleep, he was surprised with hearing a constant whispering kind of noise, at which he was exceedingly frightened.
The next morning, as he walked in the fields, a countryman met him, and, because of his habit, saluted him, asking him, " where he had lodged that night?” The friar answered, “ with the Hugonot minister.” The countryman asked him what entertainment he met with. The friar answered, - Very bad; for (said he) • I always s imagined there were devils haunting these mi. " nisters' houses, and I am persuaded there was "one with me this night; for I heard a con,
tinual whisper all the night, which I believe ( was nothing else but the minister and the devil conversing together.' The countryman told VOL. III.
him he was much mistaken, and that it was only the minister at his night prayers. • 0,' said the friar, does the minister pray any?' - Yes,' said the countryman, more than any man in France;
and if you will stay another night with him, . you may be satisfied.' The friar returned to Mr. Welch's house, and, feigning indisposition, begged another night's lodging, which was granted him.
After a while, Mr. Welch came down, assembled the family, and, according to custom, first sang a psalm, then read a portion of scripture, which he briefly expounded, and then prayed in his usual fervent manner: to all which the frair was an astonished witness. At dinner the friar was very civilly entertained, Mr. Welch thinking best to forbear all questions and disputes for the present. In the evening Mr. Welch had family worship, as in the morning, which occasioned still more wonder in the friar. After supper, they all retired, the friar longing to know what the night-whisper was. He laid awake till Mr. Welch's usual time of night for rising to pray; when, hearing the same whispering noise, he crept softly to Mr. Welch's door, and there heard not only the sound, but the words distinctly, and such communications between God and man as he knew not had been in the world. Upon this, the friar waited for Mr. Welch to come out of his chamber; when he told him, he had lived in darkness and ig. norance till this time, but was now resolved to give himself up entirely to Mr. Welch's teach
ing, and declared himself a Protestant. Mr. - Welch congratulated him upon his better un.