success. The tyranny of the local government continued about twelve years longer; but the great Head of the church at last sent deliverance to his people. In 1804, about eighteen years after Harry was silenced, a missionary was admitted to the island; a chapel was afterward built and Sunday schools established, and St. Eustatius has since continued to be named among the successful missions of the West Indies. Dr. Coke lived to see this long-closed door opened, and the devoted missionary enter with the bread of life for the famishing, but faithful little band of disciples.

Thus does the providence of God protect those who put their trust in him. "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." God will, sooner or later, help those who help themselves.

But what became of poor Harry? During about ten years his fate was unknown, and all hope of discerning it before the sea should give up its dead was abandoned. About this time the doctor again visited the States. One evening, after preaching, he was followed to his room by a colored man, deeply affected. It was poor black Harry! Reader, what would you not have given to witness that interview? He had been sent in a cargo of slaves

to the States, but was now free. Through all these years and changes he had "kept the faith," and was still exercising himself with continued usefulness in the sphere which he occupied.

THE WAY OF LIFE.

"He that believeth shall be saved."-Christ.

How plain is the way of life; how explicit is the statement of the plan of salvation!" By grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest any man should boast." The apostle affirms, first, the great proposition of salvation, "ye are saved;" secondly, the primary cause of it, "grace;" and thirdly, the instrumental cause, "faith" and how carefully he guards against Pelagian confidence, "Not of yourselves, it is the gift of God;" and again he repeats it, "not of works, lest any man should boast." It would seem impossible to mistake the universal import of the New Testament on this its ostensible topic, but how many misapprehend it!-how many grope through long lives down to the grave with the Bible in their hands, ignorant

of its first principle, and never knowing that peace in believing which is its balm for the heart's wretchedness! The churches of whole lands have lost sight of the doctrine of justification by faith; lands, too, profoundly skilled in Scriptural exegesis. Alas, for the perversity of man! Though pervaded with depravity, dead in trespasses and sins, miserable and lost, yet would he presume to confront the throne of his Judge with pretences of merit.

Such were my reflections as I descended from the chamber of an individual whose life was flickering with consumption, like the expiring taper in its socket, and whose only solace for the future was the reflection that he had been just to his fellow-men. As his is not an uncommon case, its introduction here may be useful to others.

On taking a seat by his bed, I expressed my sympathy for his sufferings, and my hope that they were working out for him a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory.

He hesitated in his answer, and remarked that "death was dreadful to a man under any circumstances."

"And yet,” said I, "the sting of death is sin;' and Paul exclaims, 'O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?

Thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory, through our Lord Jesus Christ.' The primitive Christians seemed to anticipate it as altogether desirable. The same apostle says expressly, 'I desire to depart and be with Christ;' and he represents the Corinthian brethren as 'willing rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord;' nay, as groaning' in 'this tabernacle,' earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with their house which is from heaven."

"Yes," replied the sick man ; " but the church is not now what it then was. Still, God is merciful. I place my trust in him. I have endeavored to live honestly, and I hope I shall die in peace."

I was startled at his defective views, for he had been the child of religious parents, and had faithfully observed the external duties of religion. I endeavored to convince him of the depravity of the heart, and its utter unfitness for heaven without faith in Christ and the renewal of the Holy Ghost. My reasonings were evidently heard with reluctance, but I hoped with effect, and, praying for the blessing of the Spirit upon them, I took my leave, designing to call again after allowing him sufficient time for reflection.

He was born and educated in Massachusetts. With a strictly Puritan morality, he united the practical tact, general intelligence, and not a little of the metaphysical acuteness of NewEngland. At my first visit he showed quite a propensity to rebut my appeals by logical difficulties. It was my ardent prayer, as I went to his chamber the next day, that the Lord would enable me to strip from him that guise of selfrighteousness which, instead of the wedding garment, is the winding sheet of the soul, one, alas! in which many a self-deluded sinner has laid down in eternal death. I perceived immediately that my former conversation had produced an effect. He seemed anxious and inquisitive, but still unwilling to abandon his false reliance.

"But do you not think, sir," said he, "that an honest man will be saved?"

"Yes, a truly honest man, honest toward God as well as man, he who honestly conforms to God's terms of salvation; not one who is honest only according to the moral standard of the world, but he who lives by faith, for 'by grace ye are saved through faith; and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, lest any man should boast,' and 'he that believeth not shall be damned.'"