the wounded reputation or dying honour of an absent or defenceless brother!

Mr. H, an 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 him, 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 churchman, once solicited him to apply for a living which was vacant, and in the gift of the crown, worth 1000l. 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 room. 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 ' 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 de'vil conversing together.' The countryman told VOL. III. N

him he was much mistaken, and that it was only the minister at his night prayers. O,' 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 ignorance till this time, but was now resolved to give himself up entirely to Mr. Welch's teaching, and declared himself a Protestant. Mr. Welch congratulated him upon his better un

derstanding, and exceedingly encouraged him: and it is said that he lived and died a true Protestant. This account I had,' says his biographer, from a very pious minister, who was bred in Mr. Welch's house in France.'

FRUGALITY AND CHARITY UNITED. TWO persons who were employed in collecting money for some public charity knocked at the door of a certain gentleman, intending to solicit his donation. While waiting there, they overheard the master of the house severely reproving his servants for the waste of a small piece of candle. Judging, from this appearance of extreme parsimony, that he was a covetous man, one of them proposed that they should lose no more time in waiting there, but go on to another house: the other person, however, thought it best to stay. At length they were introduced, when the gentleman, having read their case, immediately presented them with five guineas. The collectors, so agreeably disappointed, could not conceal their surprise; which being observed by the donor, he desired to know why they expressed so much wonder at the gift. "The reason, Sir," said one of them, "is this: we happened to hear you severely blaming your servants for losing an inch of candle, and expected nothing from a person who we feared was so parsimonious." "Gentlemen," replied he, “it is true I am very exact in the œconomy of my affairs: I cannot endure the waste of any thing, however small its value; and I do this, that I may save out of a moderate income something to give to God and religion,"

"Let us be frugal," says one," as to our dress, our time, our diet, our money. There is a certain skill, which our forefathers used to call a knack, an art of doing things; and it is remarkably seen in many poor women's laying out the earnings of their husbands. Call it what we will, it is one of the highest qualifications of

THE POOR MAN'S WIFE,

and nothing contributes more to the ease of his living than this female accomplishment. How she reckons I cannot tell; but she keeps out of debt, lives in cleanliness and plenty, and can always spare half a dozen turves to warm a cold sick neighbour's cordial. She says, My husband's harvest wages clothe himself and the children; my gleaning pays the shoemaker; the orchard pays my rent; the garden does this, the flail procures that; the children's spinning wheels yield so and so;' and, good heart, she crowns all by saying, Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits. He forgiveth all thine iniquities, and healeth all thy diseases. He redeemeth thy life from destruction, and crowneth thee with loving kindness and tender mercies. He satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagles. Bless the Lord, O my soul.' "

GLUTTONY, FEASTING, INTEMPE-
RANCE, &c.

SUCH is the intemperance of some, that, as the French proverb says, They dig their graves with their teeth; while the kitchen is their shrine,