fix my hopes, but everlasting life! My temptations to evil, now appear but weak, and small; and victory I view as achieved in a great measure, over death and Hell. I cannot say, however, that I have had any special fear, of natural death, from the timé I commenced pilgrimage:--had it been the case, I never could have embarked, in such enterprises, as I actually have done. But, I have been free from doubt, of my change from nature to grace, and have seemed, never to loose sight of the port of endless rest, until I may say -within the year or two, that have last passed away. Amidst the many heart-cutting scenes, that I have latterly been called to wade through; when the Lord, seemed sometimes, to treat me-even as the Syrophenician (in all my cries by night and day, to answer me not a word) I then found the suggestion, from the Arch-apostate, often to Occur "There is no God." That, whereas, was but as a puff of empty breath; and on glancing at the many wonderful deliverances I had experienced; it was soon backed with "There is no other God, that could deliver, after this sort!" Hence, my conversion has been to me, otherwise, as much a reality as my existence; and my call to public testimony, equally as sure. So that I can now say, in the review of past life, that after all the storms and tempests, I have had to encounter; and for which I have nothing to show, as a recompence: It has never once entered my heart, to re

Kings---the chief-captains---the great-men---the rich men, shall one day be gathered together. And where there will be blasphemies, curses, wailings, strife, &c. and they blended in one,---to separate

no more!

pent of the undertaking to sound salvation: neither has the idea ever been indulged, of leaving the work, but from the clearest conviction of duty.-While my stay is now prolonged below, I have an expectation, wherefore, of devoting myself more than formerly, to the labour of my pen; which will require my tarrying in some particular sections of country, for greater lengths of time. I hope, however, should I see the age of threescore years and ten--even in different quarters of the Globe,* As a christian Heroine to rear;

"The Gospel standard, void of fear."

As

Hereafter, it appears most probable, that I shall pursue my travels through the world, alone: there are many difficulties to overcome in having an associate; which I now imagine paramount to those, of being unattended. I can seldom find a female, that has courage sufficient—or, if she has that qualification, she has not grace proportionate. Therefore, I wish to go on, relying in. the all-supporting Arm, of the Lord of Hosts.And to realize; yet more fully, the import of lines presented me at my first setting out-by an experienced brother:

"God shall secure, thy happy state;

And plead thy cause, against the great."

I have at this time a desire to stay, yet a little

* I was once invited to go to a missionary, in a commodious English Ship, to Van Diemen's Land: when I confess, I had serious reflections upon the subject. And I now view it very probable, should my days be prolonged, that I may yet tread even that remote part of creation.

while, this side the narrow stream, that divides from the Heavenly Canaan. For one thing mereJy--believing myself, more fit for my Master's work than ever before; I wish to bear a faithful testimony, against many growing evils that I see in the world. One in particular, is that of excluding female gifts, from the Church of God;-which I view, as an occasion of great provocàtion: and as one principal means of immense loss, to the Church of the Lord Jesus, throughout.

It was the "woman," we apprehend, that was first beguiled of the serpent,-and she was the earliest seducer, of her prime associate: So do I believe at the present day; that from the prejudice of education, she is an instrument of much evil, in the world. But we trace that evil, to its fountainhead, and as "the woman was deceived, and in the transgression," so we admit it may be still, with regard to many; while those, from whom she reaps her instruction in a great degree, are not deceived:

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At all events, if they are, it is because they will not be enlightened; and we hence infer, that the sin lies at their door. According to the advantages of each, are they not either praise, or blame worthy? Instead of becoming habituated to the enquiry, "Lord what will thou have me to to do," she has been taught for ages, to understand herself but a subordinate being-unfit for such an elevated vocation, as a teacher of righteousness,—and hence, merely passive in the

*I have heard of its being questioned of some whether a woman possessed any soul. Indeed, if we were to judge from the conduct of many, we might supposs that they admitted the idea.

building of the Lord Jesus. Which is, in exact contrariety to the word of God; that in no one instance, furnishes any member with authority to say of its opposite, "I have no need of thee."Therefore, instead of becoming an help-meet, (even in the domestic circle,) to the salvation of souls, as it is her exalted privilege; she is but an hinderer of much good-too often, I regret to say, through those, to whom she is the nearest allied. It is for the most part, I see with much painfulness, that those females who are the companions of ministers, possess but a very small degree of vital piety. And this, is what to me speaks volumes— respecting the instruction, that is infused into their bosoms, nearest home. Of a man, it is required according to what he hath; (opportunities for doing good, &c.) and not according to what he hath not. I do not wonder, for my own part, that so many Churches extant are so destitute of spiritual life: or that it is so often, like people and like priest;— which will be the case as long as things remain in such a state. But a word to the wise is sufficient," and I only add, "I wish to deliver up my life a sacrifice, for one, towards remedying these evils; and seal my testimony, as with my blood, in vindication of the rights of woman!"

ANECDOTES.

PART VI.

In travelling over the Province of New Brunswick, I chanced, in at a certain residence, where -such "a Spectacle of woe" caught mine eye, as before, I never witnessed! It was an aged man-after whom I gazed, speechless, for a length of time. Indeed, I was horror-struck! He was bare-foot, dressed in a white flannel frock, and drawers;-(buttoned loose about the waist,) and a white cap on the head. His frame, resembling that of a gaunt spectre;-and Oh! in his countenance depicted, such consternation and horror, as language would fail me to describe! He kept the same motion back and forth-with the same, slow, tottering steps; and at the end of every round, he laid aside his cane--clasped his withered hands, and with his ghastly eye-balls fixed upwards, exclaimed, "God have mercy on my poor tormented soul!" (Oh! that most doleful cry--and that horrible sound! Methinks, it is fresh in my ears as I now record the tale-so fraught with woe!) Thus, without regard to any person, or thing passing in his presence; he kept the same regular course: and about every four minutes, in the same attitude as before, he cried, "God have mercy on my poor tormented (or immortal) soul!"