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that you may confide in my protection." He then locked him up in his apartment, telling him that, as soon as it was night, he would provide for his escape tu a place of greater safety. The Moor then went into his house, where he had but just seated himself, when a great crowd, with loud lamentations, came to his gate, bringing the dead body of his son, who had just been killed by a Spaniard. When the shock of surprise was a little over, he learnt, from the description given, that the fatal deed was done by the very person then in his power. He mentioned this to no one, but, as soon as it was dark, retired to his garden, as if to grieve alone, giving orders that none should follow him. Then accosting the Spaniard, he said, “ Christian, the person you have killed is my son: his body is now in my house. You ought to suffer ; but you have eaten with me, and I have given you my faith, which must not be broken.” He then led the astonished Spaniard to his stables, mounted him on one of his fleetest horses, and said, “ Fly far, while the night can cover you: you will be safe in the morning. You are, indeed, guilty of my son's blood; but God is just and good, and I thank him I am innocent of your's, and that my faith given is preserved."
This point of honour is most religiously observed by the Arabs and Saracens, from whom it was adopted by the Moors of Africa, and by them was brought into Spain. The following instance of Spanish honour may still dwell in the memory of many living, and deserves to be handed down to the latest posterity.
In the year 1746, . when we were in hot war with Spain, the Elizabeth of London, Captain Wil
liam Edwards, coming through the gulf from Jamaica, richly laden, met with a most violent storm, in which the ship sprung a leak, that obliged them, for the saving of their lives, to run into the Havanna, a Spanish port. The captain went on shore, and directly waited on the governor ; told the occasion of his putting in, and that he surrendered the ship as a prize, and himself and his men as prisoners of war, only requesting good quarter. “ No, Sir,” replied the Spanish governor : “ if we had taken you in fair war at sea, or approaching our coast with hostile intentions, your ship would then have been a prize, and your people prisoners; but when, distressed by a tempest, you come into our ports for the safety of your lives, we, the enemies, being men, are bound as such, by the laws of humanity, to afford relief to distressed men who ask it of us. We cannot, even against our enemies, take advantage of an act of God: you have leave, therefore, to unload your ship, if that be necessary, to stop the leak; you may refit her here, and traffic so far as shall be necessary to pay the charges : you may then depart; and I will give you a pass, to be in force till you are beyond Bermuda. If after that you are taken, you will then be a lawful prize; but now you are only a stranger, and have a stranger's right to safety and protection. The ship accordingly departed, and arrived safe in London.
A remarkable instance of the like honour is recorded of a poor unenlightened African negro, in Captain Snelgrave's account of his Voy. age to Guinea.
A New England sloop, trading there in 1752, left a second mate, William Mur. ray, sick on shore, and sailed without him. Murray was at the house of a black named Cudjoe, with whom he contracted an acquaintance during their trade. He recovered, and, the sloop being gone, he continued with his black friend till some other opportunity should offer of his getting home. In the mean time, a Dutch ship came into the road, and some of the blacks, coming on board her, were treacherously seized, and carried off as their slaves. The relations and friends, transported with sudden rage, ran into the house of Cudjoe, to take revenge by killing Murray. Cudjoe stopped them at the door, and demanded what they wanted. “The white men,” said they, “have carried away our brothers and sons, and we will kill all white men. Give us the white man you have in your house, for we will kill him.” “Nay,” said Cudjoe : “the white men thatcarried away your relations are bad men; kill them when you can take them: but this white man is a good man, and you must not kill him.” “ But he is a white man," they cried, “and the white men are all bad men, and we will kill them all.” “ Nay," says he ; you must not kill a man who has done no harm, only for being white. This man is my friend ; my house is his post; I am his soldier, and must fight for him : you must kill me before you can kill him. What good man will ever come again under my roof, if I let my foor be stained by a good man's blood ? The negroes seeing his resolution, and being convinced by his discourse that they were wrong, went away ashamed. In a few days Murray ventured abroad again with his friend Cudjoe, when several of them took him by the hand, and told him " they were glad they had not killed him ; for he was a good (meaning
innocent) man: their God would have been very angry, and would have spoiled their fishing.”
THERE is nothing more characteristic of a true Christian than humility." It is the first lesson that he learns in the school of Christ, and is the source of contentment and solid peace of mind. If he hear that any one has reviled him, he is ready to say with the philosopher, 'had he known me better, he would have said worse things of me than that.' The fiercest storms of adversity blow over him. Humility gives a pliancy to his mind, which saves it by yielding to the force it cannot resist, like the weak and bending reed that weathers out the tempest that fells the tall and sturdy oak.”
Aristippus and Æschines having quarrelled Aristippus came to him, and said, “ Æschines, shall we be friends ? “ Yes, Sir, said he, “ with all my heart.” “ But remember," saith Aristippus, “ that I, being older than you, do make the first motion." Yes,” said the other : " and therefore I conclude you are the worthiest man; for I began the strife, and you began the peace.”
“Should any one," saith St. Augustine, "ask me concerning the Christian religion, and the people of it, I would answer, that the first, second and third things therein, and all, is humility.”
Ignatius was so humble, that he disdained not to learn of any. Gregory the Great was so exemplary in his humility, that though he was born of noble parents, yet he had so little respect to his descent, that he would often say, with tears in his eyes, " That all glory was miserable, if the owner of it did not seek after the glory of God.” King Agathocles would be served in earthen vessels, to remind him of his father, who was a poor potter. Wellegis, Archbishop of Mentz, being a wheelwright's son, hung wheels and wheelwright's tools about his bedchamber, and wrote under them in capital letters,“ Wellegis, Wellegis, remember thy original.”-“This is all I know,” said a philosopher, “that I know nothing."
Bishop Usher was so humble, that in practical subjects he would apply himself to the capacity of the poorest and weakest Christian that came to him for information, and satisfaction of their doubts. He had high thoughts of others, and low thoughts of himself. Godly persons, however poor, had great power over him. He would visit them in their sickness, supply their wants, beg their prayers, and countenance their cause and persons.
It is recorded of the Rev. Mr. Fletcher, that he never thought any thing too mean but sin; he looked on nothing else as beneath his character. If he overtook a poor man or woman on the road with a burden too heavy for them, he did not fail to offer his assistance to bear part of it; and he would not easily take a denial. This, indeed, he has frequently done.
In the evening of the day Sir Eardley Wilmot kissed hands on being appointed chief justice, one of his sons, a youth of seventeen attended him to his bedside. “Now,” says he,
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