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my departure ; for I believe that my Lord and Saviour will soon come, and take your father home to himself. You know, my dear children, what
chief concern has been pecting you, as long as I was with you ; how frequently I have exhorted you, with tears, not to neglect the day of grace, but surrender yourselves, with soul and body, to your God and Redeemer ; to follow him faithfully.—Someumes I have delt strictly with you in matters which I believed would bring harm to your souls, and grieve the Spirit of God ; and I have exerted my paternal authority, to prevent mischief; but it was all done out of love to you. However, it may have happened that I have been sometimes too severe : if this has been the case, I beg you, my dear children, to forgive
O, forgive your poor dying father!" Here he was obliged to stop, most of the children weeping and sobbing aloud.
At last, one of the daughters, recovering herself, said, “We, dear father, we alone have cause to ask forgiveness; for we have often made your life heavy, and have been disobedient children.'
The rest joined in the same confession. The father then continued : “ Well, my dear children, if you all have forgiven me, then attend to my last wish and dying request. Love one another; do not suffer any quarrels and disputes to rise among you after my decease. No, my children,” raising his voice, “ love one another cordially ; let each strive to shews proofs of love to his brother or sister : nor suffer yourselves to be tempted by any thing to become proud, for by that you
may even miss of your souls' salvation ; but pray our Saviour to grant you lovely '
minds and humble hearts. If you follow this advice of your father, my joy will be complete, when I shall once see you again in eternal bliss, and be able to say to our Saviour, Here, Lord, is thy poor unworthy Cornelius, and the children thou hast given me. I am sure our Saviour will not forsake you ; but, I beseech you, do not forsake him.”
His two sons and four daughters are em. ployed as assistants in the mission. By them, he lived to see twelve grand-children, and five great grand-children ; being about eighty-four years old. He was attended to the grave by a very large company of negro brethren and sisters, who, being all dressed in white, walked in solemn procession to the burial ground at New Hernhut.
What Christian can peruse this affecting narrative without blessing God, who to our sable brethren hath vouchsafed this abundant grace! and who can refrain from blessing God, who excited the Moravian Church to these labours of love, and who hath so wonderfully succeeded their apostolic efforts! Who that hath tasted the Lord is gracious will refuse the aid of his heart, his hand, his purse, in promoting missionary exertions, so honoured of our God and Saviour !
THE PIOUS NEGRO. « IN one of my excursions,” says one, “ while I was in the province of New York, I was walking by myself over a considerable piantation, amused with its husbandry, and comparing it with that of my own country, till I came within a little distance of a middleaged negro, who was tilling the ground. I felt a strong inclination, unusual with me, to converse with him. After asking him some little questions about his work, which he answered very sensibly, I wished him to tell me whether his state of slavery was not disagreeable to him, and whether he would not gladly exchange it for his liberty. “ Massah,” said he, (looking seriously upon me), “ I have wife and children ; my massah, takes care of them, and I have no care to provide any thing. I have a good massah, who teach me to read ; and I read good book that makes me happy.” “ I am glad,” replied I, “ to hear you say so; and, pray, what is the good book you read ? “ The Bible, massah ; God's own good book.” “Do you understand, friend, as well as read this book ? for many can read the words well, who cannot get hold of the true and good sense.” “O, massah,” says he, “ I read the book much before I understand ; but at last I felt pain in my heart : I found things in the book that cut me to pieces. said I ; " and what things were they ?” “ why massah, I found that I had bad heart, massah ; a very bad heart indeed! I felt pain, that God would destroy me because I was wicked, and done nothing as I should do. God was holy, and I was very vile and naughty ; so I could have nothing from him but fire and brimstone in hell.” In short, heentered into afuil account of his convictions of sin, which were, indecd, as deep and piercing as any I had ever heard of; and what scriptures came to his mind which he had read, that VOL. III.
both probed bim to the bottom of his sinful 'heart, and were made the means of light and comfort to his soul. I then enquired of him what ministry or means 'he made use of, and found that his master was a Quaker, a plain sort of a man, who had taught his slaves to read, but who had not, however, ever conversed with this negro upon the state of his soul. I asked him, also, how he got comfort under all this trial. “0, massah,” sayshe, " it was Christ gave me comfort by his dear word. He bade me come unto him, and he would give me rest; for I'was weary and heavy laden.” And here he went through a line of the most precious texts in the Bible ; shewing me by his artless comment upon "them as he went along, what great things God had done, in the course of some years, for his soul.”
THE INTREPID NONCONFORMIST. MR. HICKS, who, at the restoration of Charles II, was ejected from his living at Saltash, in Cornwall, was remarkable for his courage, faith, and intrepidity. One asking him, about that time, what he would do if he did not conform, having a family likely to be growing, his answer was, “ should I have as many children as that hen has chickens (pointing to one that had a good mumber of them), I should not question but God would provide for them all.” He removed to Kingsbridge, in this county, where he had a meeting, and took all opportunities that offered for preaching ; but, for many years together, he met with a great deal of
trouble, and was harassed by the bishops? court, so as to be obliged to hide himself; but his great spirit carried him through all with cheerfulness. An apparitor being: once sent to him with a citation, was advised beforehand, by some that knew him, to take heed how he meddled with Mr. Hicks, for he was a stout man: he came, however, to his house, and asked for him. Mr. Hicks coming down, with his cane in his hand, looked briskly upon him. The man told him that he came to enquire for one Mr. Hicks, gentleman. He replied, "Iam John Hicks, minister of the gospel.” The apparitor trembled, and seemed glad to get from him; and Mr.H: never heard more of him. In the year 1671he published a pamphlet, entitled, A sad Narrative of the Oppression of many honest People in Devon, &c. in which he named the informers, justices, and others, who were guilty of illegal proceedings, and particularly Judge Rainsford. Though his name was not to the book, he was soon discovered to be the author, and two messengers were sent down to apprehend him, and bring him up to court. It happened, that, upon the road, Mr. H. fell into the company of these very messengers, not having, at first, the least suspicion of them. He travelled the best part of a morning, and at last dined with them; and they talked with great freedom against one Mr. Hicks, as, an ill man, and a great enemy to government.
He bore with all their scurrilous language till dinner was over, and then, going to the stable to his horse (of which he was always tender), he there gave them to understand that he was the person