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over which the church, and we trust io meas-riving its power from Him, must ever be of ure, the Holy Spirit hath made us overseers, great value to mankiod, and they who are and the language made use of by the Divine favored to bave it, enjoy that which is calcu. Master was feelingly brought into view, “the lated to make the wilderness of the world an Father worketh hitherto and I work." It is a Eden, and the desert soul like the garden of the great truth, that if we would gather, we must Lord. “ Joy and Gladness shall be found thereBow, and it is equally applicable to the patural in, thanksgiving and the voice of melody." and spiritual kingdom. Our fathers labored Finally, dear friends, we would exbort all diligently in their day, for the promotion of the most tenderly to renewed faithfulness and dedicause of truth and righteousness is the earth, cation, and buckling on the armor of righteousand they witnessed the divine blessing to rest dess, and taking the shield of faith, and the upon their labors. So will it be with us, dear helinet of salvation, press onward towards the friends, if we come bearing precious sheaves mark, for the prize of the high calling of God with us.
We must be actuated by the same in Christ Jesus, and not to faint or give out by spirit, and labor as diligently and faithfully as the way; remembering that it is only they who they did, in order to produce the like results, endure to the end that shall be saved, and reand having thus labored and sown to the spirit, ceive that crown immortal, invisible, eternal, we shall of the spirit reap life everlasting.
tbat fadeth not away. Our scattered condition was made apparent, Signed on behalf of the Meeting, by the reports from our constituent branches,
GEORGE T. TRIMBLE, Clerk. and we were exhorted to dwell in, and act under the influence of that power wbich gives ability Human minds may, and they often do, koow to labor successfully in the church of Christ. each other with an assurance which results in There is but one true church, the church mili. a happy unity of trust and love. Let it not be tant on earth, and the church triumphant in doubted, then, that the divine and human mind Heaven. Christ is one, and his spirit one, and may know each other with a more perfect asas many as are led by“ the Spirit of God, they surance, and with higher and richer results. are the sons of God." The blessed Master declared my sheep they know my voice, and fol-To Friends of the Ministry in Pennsylvania low me, and a stranger they will not follow, but
and Nero Jersey. will fee from him, for they know not the voice
ENFIELD, 30th of 5th month, 1685. of strangers.” Oh! that we, dear friends, may DEAR FRIENDS,— With my love to you all, be of that number who are of the true sheep and all other friends, I was glad to hear from fold, who know the Master's voice, and can dis- you; but you gave me no account of the increase tinguish it from the voice of strangers, that we of Truth amongst you, nor what meetings you may hear it, and heed its requirings, believing have bad amongst the Indian kings and their it will do for us exceeding abundantly, even people abroad in the countries, and of your vismore than we can ask or think, and that the iting Friends in New England, Virginia, and truthfulness of the promise will be verified, if Carolina, nor of your travels and labors in the we hear this divide voice and obey it, our souls Gospel; though you have, in all those couoshall live.
tries, liberty to serve and worship God, and Those in the ministry were tenderly entrcat preach the Truth. And I understand many ed to remember the responsibility of their call have a desire to live in it, especially in Carolina ; ing, and always to bear in mind that none can and you who travel now to visit Friends in those minister availingly, in attending to the injunc provinces, it is thought strange that you do not tion of the Divine Master-feed my Lambs to visit them ; [those people who were seeking the the gathering of the flocks, but those that are Truth.] Therefore I desire that you may all anointed and receive their qualification from on improve your gifts and talents, and not bide High-that nothing but what proceeds from them in a napkin, lest ihey be taken from you ; God, can gather to him—that no human quali and not put your candle under a bushel, lest it fication is sufficient for the performance of this go out; and not be like the foolish virgins, great service aright, and that all the scholastic which kept their name of virgins, but neglected attainments in the world fall very far short of a baving oil in their lamps : such were not right qualification for the ministry--that the diligent in the work of God, nor in the concerns gift being divine, the qualification must be of of the Lord, nor in their own particulars. And God, and should be performed freely, and with therefore my desires are, that you may all be out any view to reward from man; and as there diligent, serving the Lord and minding his glory is a looking to Him, who calls and qualifies for and the prosperity of his Truth, this little time the work, He will reward them with that peace you bave to live; and be not, like Adam, in the of mind that is of far more value than any tem- earth, but use this world as though you did not poral consideration. A gospel ministry thus use it; for they that covet after this world, fall brought forth, having its source in God, and de-I into divers snares and hurtful lusts; and there
fore consider, that you are but sojourners here, I expected to observe "the proprieties.” The that you may pass your time in the fear of God; day after my last, we bade adieu to London, and you being many, and having many of the and were not sorry to exchange the smoke and friends of the ministry, going over into those noise of the city for the pure air and lovely parts, you may be a hindrance one unto another scenery of the country, through which we if you [confine your visits to Friends, and] do passed to Oxford, and we felt when we reached not travel in the life of the universal Truth, there, as though translated to another world, so that would have all men to be saved, and come quiet and peaceful, and in every way charming, to the knowledge of the Truth: and if you were the truly “Academic shades” of this beauwould have them come to the knowledge of tiful and justly celebrated nursery of learning. Truth, let them know it, and where it is to be We were prepared to see the embodiment of found. So I desire that you be valiant for it everything that was venerable and ancient, but upon the earth, that you may give a good ac- l the broad and elegant streets, and still more, count unto God at the last with joy. I desire, the immense size and magnificent proportions that all Friends in the ministry may see this in of the college buildings, astonished and dePennsylvania and New Jersey.
lighted us. There are nineteen of these buildAnd if sometimes you should have some inge, distinct from each other, and in various meetings with the Indian kings and their coun parts of the city, some of them very ancient, cils, to let them know the principles of Truth; and all grand and imposing in a remarkable deso that they may know the way of salvation, gree. I had imagined Oxford University to and the nature of true Christianity, and how be something after the fashion of Yale-plain that Christ hath died for them, who “tasted brick buildings, without any pretentions beyond death for every man ;' (and so the gospel of that of solidity-and was therefore surprised to salvation must be preached to every creature see instead, those massive and venerable Gothic under heaven ;) and how that Christ hath en- edifices, in many instances forming a hollow lightened them, who eplightens all tbat come square, enclosing a large court-yard, and beinto the world. And God hath poured out his yond that were frequently extensive grounds of spirit upon all flesh; and so the Indians must great beauty, and kept uniformly in the most receive God's spirit; for "the grace of God which perfect order. We went through several of brings salvation bath appeared to all men.” | these gardens and into several of the colleges, And so let them know, that they have a day of and spent a very interesting morning. Some salvation, grace, and favor of God offered unto of our party also visited the Bodleian Library, them; if they will receive it, it will be their located here. A little more than an hour, by blessing.
car, brought us from Oxford to Leamington, My love to you all in the holy Seed of life which we expected to find a quiet country town, that reigos over all. Amen.-George Fox. offering in its neighborhood a great many at
tractions, and very desirable as a place of soNOTES OF FOREIGN TRAVEL, FROM PRIVATE journ for several days. We were consequently CORRESPONDENCE.
a little disappointed on finding it a very fashNo. 1.
ionable watering place, with closely built streets LEAMINGTON, 6th mo. 23, 1866. and rows of handsome residences. But there It has struck us with some surprise in pass- are a number of interesting objects within a ing through places we visited fifteen years ago, short distance, and we have been enjoying that in a country that then looked so finished, them. Leamington is celebrated for its medithere should appear now so many changes. In cinal waters, which are used both for bathing the cities, this is particularly apparent, and in and drinking, and are considered very valuable. the matter of hotels, they acknowledge to hav. There are two distinct springs, one of sulphur ing copied after America, though, as yet, our and one of saline water, and besides the pumpsystem is not thoroughly carried out. In Lon-rooms and bathing houses, where, of course, it don, there are several immense establishments, is paid for, there are public fountains, where almost as large as the Fifth Avenue Hotel in any one may drink without restriction, though New York, and somewhat on the same princi. it is not allowable to carry away the water in ple, with ladies' coffee-rooms, &c., though I large quantities. think the more exclusive arrangement of pri- Our first afternoon here was devoted to a vate 'parlors and table will be some time in visit to Kenilworth, five miles distant, where yielding to the spirit of (so called) improve we spent some delightful hours in rambling ment. To me it would be an unwelcome among the magnificent ruins of the castle, and change. I do so enjoy the coziness and com. admiring the exquisitely lovely scenery that is fort of our own rooms—making our own tea, spread for miles around them, and of which the &c., when we come in weary of an evening, in- highest remaining portions of this once superb stead of dressing to appear at a large public ta. structure command an extensive prospect. Reble, filled with strangers, where we would be turning by the cars at eight, we were at home
long before dark, which does not reach us here was fastened and drawn by a horse into the wanow until very late, and we are able to read or ter, until it was deep enough to give the occuwrite with ease by daylight until after nine. pant a thorough ducking. We also visited
Our next visit was to Stratford on Avon, the Warwick Castle, and were ushered through a birth place of Shakespeare, and to the house long and magnificent suite of state apartments, where he was born, which, under the direction with marble or polished oaken floors, crowded of the Shakesperian Committee, is said to have with the most superb furniture, and adorned been restored to its original appearance; but with paintings of rare value. Several of the we were disappointed on finding that their ef- tables and cabinets were of immense cost. One forts bad resulted in a failure. It bad far less valued at £10,000, and another, a splendid the look of verity and antiquity about it than mosaic, had formerly belonged to Marie Anat the time of our former visit, and the restora- toinette. The entrance hall is said to be the tives, as they were called, were so very appa finest baronial hall in England. After looking rent, as effectually to destroy the sanctity of at all this splendor, we walked through a porthe place. We were glad that we had seen it tiod of the park, but “milord” was also walking under more favorable circumstances. The old there, and we were not allowed to see the most church and the tomb of the Bard of Avon re- beautiful part. We however ascended the main unchanged. After a lunch, we drove, in tower and battlements and had an extensive two open carriages, out to Guy's Cliff, a most view. We then passed out, stopping at the beautiful and picturesque old place, belonging lodge to see the great Guy's Porridge Pot, now to Lord Charles Percy. The grounds are a used as a punch bowl, and containing 102 galvery remarkable combination of nicely kept lons. The same old woman we had seen there gardens and lawns and the wildest and most fifteen years ago, still went over the enumera. rugged rocks and caverns; among the latter is tion of the varied curiosities she had to show, a cave in which it is said the famous Guy of in the same tone, and probably the identical Warwick lived as a hermit for several years. In words, she had used several times a day ever the chapel we saw his statue, eight feet eleven since, and she will most likely continue to do inches in height, the size of life, but so mutila- so as long as her memory serves her to recall ted that it was impossible to form much idea of the story and the shillings to reward it. his appearance. After seeing the grounds, we After leaving the castle, we took a cup of rang the bell, and were shown by the house tea and some excellent bread and butter at a keeper through a number of the spacious and pice, clean, quaint little cottage, Dear by,
with elegant apartments, furnished in rich old fash. its brick floor, and bright copper tea kettle ioned style; but the occupants being in London singing before the tiny grate, and the room so for the season, the carpets were rolled up—the small as barely to hold us around the table, but curtains pinned up, and most of the chairs and it was all the more enjoyable for the variety; sofas covered up to such a degree as effectually and after doing full justice to the repast, we to dispel the idea that the rooms were meant to took ompibus and returned to the “ Albion." be really lived in. The whole place struck us as especially curious, and altogether different from anything we had seen, and our visit there,
For Friends' Intelligencer. in addition to the charming drive, gave us a By request, we put together a few memoranda, very delightful afternoon. Thou hast no idea simply to revive recollections of a pleasant what a constant feast our eyes are having in ramble participated in by several, of our the rich velvety green of the fields and mea “ Club."
J. G. H. • dows and the brilliant coloring of the flowers,
OUR WADE AFTER WATER LILIES. which grow here in a style of perfection which is perfectly bewitching, and which we, alas !
7th mo. 17th and 18th, 1867. under our burning suns, can never hope to
“The green trees whispered, mild and low, emulate. I wish we could send thee part of
• Come, be a child once more,'
And waved their long arms to and fro, our enjoyment of them. The rhododendrons
And beckoned solemnly and slow; were just at their height when we reached Eng. Oh! we could not choose but go land, and at Falmouth we saw one that measured
Into the woodlands hoar." 160 feet in circumference and supposed to be In these glorious modern days, when the fifty years old, though still in full vigor and forest and lonely swamps are often startled with beauty. The day after our drive to Guy's Cliff, the piercing neigh of the iron horse, it is not we went to Warwick, two miles from here-saw difficult for the botanist to wander far, and into an old church, part of which was built in the strange and solitary places-into the rare old 10th century-also, the “Ducking Chair," used homes where the pets of his science delight to in olden time for the punishment of culprits, dwell. In the olden fables, doubtless, there is, and consisting of a very heavy seat, something or should have been, a tradition that the beaulike a chair, in which the unfortunate offender tiful flowers are the celestial shadows of our
(To be continued.)
loved and lost earthly friends, still permitted,' Sarracenia has her pitchers, Rhexia has her in kindness, to adorn the earthly scenes of our urns; for her brown calyx, four-lipped at the daily walks-planted so cunningly on mossy edge, is as graceful in shape as the Portland banks, by the boggy pool, growing by the vase. Old Rome deposited the ashes of dead sioging brook, or cradled on the polished Senators and Patricians in her urns; does bosom of the lake, to teach us, often thought- Rhexia, too, treasure the memories of her less ones, how charming life is.
forest friends in these pretty vessels ? Was it " . Life is like a furrowed field,' we hear them softly accidental that beauty so rare should have wel.
comed us first to the bogs?
spring up day by day ;'
beautiful flowers, many such as we had not hued joy appears,
found in former rambles. The cranberry, in To teach you men to hope again for smiles amid fruit and flower, threaded its purple stems
among the green moss—the Droseras, longi.. It was our belief that something curious in folia and filiformis, lifted their spoon-shaped or the plant world might be found over in the thread-like leaves from the wet sand, looking Jersey bogs; and having heard, moreover, of so fresh and sparkling in the sunshine, covered Shamong, a station on the Raritan and Dela- with purple, jewelled hairs, or crowned with ware Bay Railroad, forty miles distant from, one bright blossom at the top. The vernation and in strong contrast with Chestnut street, of the Sundew is circinate, like the ferds; it we-that is to say, seven "Fragments” of blooms only in the sunshine, and its bright something more than “Bark" from our purple eye remains open just long enough to “Club"-went flying off on wings of steam see the God of Day go down in the west-it from the Camden depot, at 8 A. M., on 7th mo. then closes forever. It has been remarked 17th, onward through towns a few, past happy that some plants, like some human souls, homes of toiling men and women, still onward blossom dowonwards, but earth's brightest through oaks and pines, green, barren, inbos. Aowers look always upwards towards the pitable; onward still we flew around the dis- heavens, whose wondrous beauty they seem to tant base of Apple-pie Mountain, until " Toot, reflect, like the happy and joyous ones of our toot,” screamed our engine, which was simply its own kind. The Utricularius lifted their golden way of saying, “Here we are at Shamong. heads up
into the grateful summer light, while This name seems to be of Indian origin, and their delicate foliage floated in the brown therefore suggestive of tomahawks and scalp- waters, locked in the soft arms of the sphagoum ing-knives, and other savage atrocities; but moss. notwithstanding this, we entered “Shamong Sarracenia, too, in fruit now, stood in stately Hotel,” fearing little other than that we might beauty among her more delicate companions. not get a good dinner. This anticipation, Her purple pitchers are variously colored however, was groundless; for when we an- some are pale green, streaked with faintest red nounced our intention of remaining over night, in capillary veins; others are dark purple, our landlord expressed a wish to do all his with carmine lips, spotted with gold; some will means would allow to make our visit agreeable. hold a wine-glass of water, while others are
After dinner, properly equipped for a ramble, not bigger than a lady's thimble. This plant we stepped out into the hot white sand, with has many names. Some call it the huntsman's which nature has paved the principal avenue cup, others, the side-saddle plant, but we prefer of Shamong City, and directed our steps to- the name of whippoorwill's shoes, because no wards a belt of cedar in the distance, marking huntsman bold rides where this plant grows the course of one branch of Wading River. best; and we are sure that no lady, though Before walking far, we perceived a novel local. armed with whip and spur, can strap ber sideity for botanical treasures was opening before saddle tightly enough to carry her through us. The white sand was already moist from these swamps. But we do know that whipthe dampness of the bog, and, just at the poorwills might come at night, and bathe their desert's edge, where the water creeps up to hot feet in Sarracenia's pitchers. kiss its dry lips, the charming little meadow These curious receptacles, moreover, are cunbeauty, (Khexia Virginica,) with its purple ning traps to catch-not sunbeams--but inpetals, was found by one of our party. The sects. Cast one of them open from the top to : unfolding of this little flower is very beautiful. the bottom, and we find the lip armed inside Its long crescentic, yellow anthers are doubled with strong, flattened hairs pointing downinwards along the stamens, but, when fully wards; then comes a perfectly smooth and opened, they bang like little boats rocking in highly-polished surface extending all round the summer air: Its long pistil is declined to the pitcher, and at the pointed bottom for one side, as though a weary night-moth had an inch upwards, the inside is again armed rested its little feet on the fragile perch. If with very long cylindrical and delicate hairs,
all pointing downwards. This arrangement of chalices. To have looked once into the wild polished surfaces and bristly dens renders it sea-eagle's eye, is said to be one of life's great very difficult for insects to escape.
experiences, and surely it was little less than A few rods further in our rambles brought us that to have gazed into these wild cups, where to a rustic bridge spanning a dark but rapid no human eye had glanced before. and silent stream. From this point of observa- gathered boquets of the regal flowers for our tion, we looked around. A belt of cedar, lady friends on dry land, and waded off, like aged-looking and bearded with moss, marked two brown flamingoes, in quest of other the track of the stream up through the bog treasures. Nor were we long in finding them. Strange plants lifted their white, and yellow, The bog asphodel (Narthecium Americànum and woolly heads into the distant view, while held its yellow crest high above its kindred the Nympheas, those "sweet, white-robed lilies sedges. The Lophiola aurea nodded its woolly of the lake," temptingly opened their silver pedicels in the summer air. This is a curious blossoms on the stream. What was to be and beautiful plant. Its six-cleft perianth, done? Could we return and not taste of the reflected at the points and tipped with dark harvest ? No! Life would not have been orange, carries on each division a tuft of yellow tolerable under such conditions! Could we hairs near the base. These hairs are golden turn our backs on all these and other imagined beads attached in rows, and under the microtreasures, and homeward go, like sheep in scope, reveal delicate and curious markings single file just clipped of their fleece ?" Off ornamenting their surfaces. The Sabbatia went shoes and stockings-now we don't mean lanceolata held its pure white petals up against the ladies of our party did this thing—but the the dark cedars, looking so fresh by contrast. writer and his jolly comrade rolled up panta. The false asphodel (Tofieldia glutinosa) grew loons to the knees, and now commenced our here in abundance. Its long stems, bearing wade for the water lilies. For a dead botanist, depse white panicles at the top, are studded ali we would not give a crooked pin; he is beyond over with curious dark glands, looking, under the influence of inspiration, and we love him the microscope, like spider's eyes, and nearly not. To feel no enthusiasm in a mine of as brilliant; from these glands, a glutinous diamonds, where each still-untouched gem liquid is given out which covers the stem, and seems larger than a “Kohinoor," implies retains all small insects that fly against it. either hopeless stupidity or a soul of ice. We Here we must pause awhile, and change the confess we love the flowers; we do.not only current of our thoughts. The little insects of like them, but our love goes forth at their woo- the summer air, we had seen allured by the ing with an unspeakable affection. Their sweet fale asphodel into its fatal trap, but we did not remembrances often fill our eyes with tears, suppose that bigger bugs would be charmed by and to our thirsty and often sated lips, they such trifles. Had we come, then, barefooted hold the cup of quiet joy. Their fragrance to this bog, in order to have our experiences and their wondrous beauty touch every delicate and sensations somewhat enlarged ? It would sepse of enjoyment, and play upon the still un- seem that we had. Our comrade left our side sounded lyre of the human soul, through a to gather the first of these plants be saw, but thousand quivering strings.
his footing in the bog was very treacherous, Our feet once fairly wet, thoughts of personal and gradually he commenced disappearing becomfort were forgotten, as we neared the pools neath the surface. Has any member of our in which the water lilies dwelt. We had come dear « Club" ever seen a friend at their side wading along through quaking bogs, carefully slowly sinking down towards China, and heard stepping from one sedgy foothold to another, the sullen waters bubbling up all round, wel. avoiding, with suspicion, many spots deep coming their victim to the abyss ? If so, they, enough to drown a man, until our feet touched too, have known one of life's strange exthe dark leaves of the lilies Here we enjoyed periences. A drowning man, it is said, obtains a glorious sight. What polished, perfect leaves a vivid picture of nearly all his life's actions, floated like cradles for the flowers to lie on; as well as a foretaste of what is to be bis some were turned partly over, revealing their celestial condition ; but having tasted a little of purple cheeks, as though blushing to be caught that cup ourself, we are at liberty to question in their summer pap.
Spurred into unusual its truth. Our comrade will assert that he activity under the powerful sunlight, life thought only of China, which, of course, some revelled in many charming forms. The hour call the Celestial Empire. of our triumph had come. The breath of the And this is the way, we imagine, in which lilies loaded the warm air with a delicious fra- fossils are marle- we mean those big batragrance, and we could look, without winking, chians found now and then in the marl formaright into their golden and silver eyes, as they tions. The Irish elks and the Mastodons ran lay untouched on the lake, and we could inhale after asphodels in their swamps, and were their fresh breath as it came from their splendid I mired too. But fortunately for man, he, like