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consisted of a mother and her two daughters, the youngest about 15 years of age, and two other females. When we entered, the mother was playing the piano, and was dressed in silk, with ornaments. The younger members of the family were out, but we talked to her very faithfully of the awful state in which she was living, and of the manner in which she was bringing up her daughters. She wept much, acknowledged the justice of our remarks, and thanked us for our visit.”

“In another house we met six or seven unhappy women. We gave each one a tract, and quite contrary to our expectation, they all treated us with great civility. We found amongst the females without exception, a desire to change their course of life.”

“A poor girl of this description called upon me to request that I would assist in getting her into the Magdalen; her name is — Two years since she was a teacher in one of our Sabbath-schools, to which circumstance she referred with painful remem. brance, feeling that it increased her guilt. Since the death of poor Martha, who was one of her intimate companions, she said she has thought more about her sinful habits, but was afraid that she had sinned beyond the reach of mercy. She was first induced to leave the Sabbath-school by forming an acquaintance with an ungodly young man. She remarked, once she delighted to meet the minister of the Chapel where she was accustomed to atttend, but now she endeavoured to get out of his way whenever she saw him. She came to my meeting in the evening, and manifested much contrition, and said she felt her sins to be such a burden that she could not rest day nor night.”

I met with a young woman to-day whose name was , who had been a member of the MSociety seven years ago, but is now living at a. public-house. I said, 'Your countenance tells me you are not happy.' She replied, “No, sir, I am not happy, nor ever shall be ; but I was happy once when I belonged to the M- Society. I said, • Suppose you were to die now, would heaven be your portion ? She replied, with tears in her eyes, 0 no, sir, it would be hell for ever and ever.' I said, “By your own confession you are in a lost and ruined condition, without any hope for another world. You must forsake your sins or you will perish; you must come to Jesus Christ the sinner's friend, who will pardon your sins and blot out all your transgression, for he casts out none that come to him. I gave her a small hook called the Sinners' Friend, and took my leave.

“Feeling a good deal of interest about this young woman, I called the day after upon her parents to request them to take her home to their house, but no, they said, they could not take her. I said, “If you cannot do this, you can get her lodgings close by your own house. This, they refused. They said they were very sorry for their daughter, but they could do nothing for her. I said, “If it were a daughter of mine, I would take her away, and trust to the Lord as to the result ;' but the only answer was, “No, we can't do it, if you can do any thing, sir, to get her away, we shall be very glad.' After this interview with her parents I went to the young woman and mentioned the Magdalen to her. She said, “Sir, I am willing to go anywhere to get away from this place, but my character is gone, and my soul is lost. If I can go to the Magdalen I

shall be very glad, as I am living in sin and misery in this place.'

“ From circumstances, in her case, it was not consistent with the rules to admit her into the Magdalen.

“At an interview a few days after, she said, “Oh, sir, I am lost for ever. My mother will not take me in, and they will not take me at the Magdalen, and I can get no employment, as my character is gone ; so that I must sin as before, to get a living. I know that this will lead me to hell, but I have no means of escape. I had quite made up my mind to give up my former habits, as no one knows what I have suffered for the last seven years; as to happiness or peace, I know not what is is : now, in order to drown all our fears, we drink till we are stupid ; but I am going to hell, and no one will try to keep me from it.'

“I made use of all the means I could to get her parents to take her home, but it was of no avail.”

“Mrs. - , the mother of a poor unfortunate girl, is in the habit of visiting the houses of ill-fame, in — , and was the means of introducing her daughter, then only 15 years of age, to these scenes of profanity and dens of iniquity, where she went for two years.”

The above narrative is supplied by the Secretary of the Mission, who remarks,“ Distressing as these statements may be to our feelings, let us remember they are facts in existence-scenes ever viewed by a Holy God—to whom the darkness and the light are both alike, and who has set our sins in the effulgent light of his own countenance. Disgusting as they may be in our view, they are infinitely more abominable and displeasing in his sight. May our spirits be stirred to renewed diligence to carry the gospel to every scene of vice, and to tell every forlorn outcast of the Friend of sinners-able and willing to save to the uttermost!”

A SIMPLE MODE OF DOING GOOD. THERE is now in the Probationary House of the London Female Mission, a young woman whose deep convictions of sin, and desire to quit her evil course of life were produced, under the Divine blessing, by the perusal of a tract sent her by some unknown friend, per post. The young woman in ques. tion had been religiously educated ; the truth, therefore, thus unexpectedly presented to the eye, met a ready response in the conscience, and led to a change in the life.

The new postage act presents admirable facilities for this mode of doing good, of which every Christian might avail himself. The men of this world have, with eagerness, employed it to enlarge their connexions and business ; ought not the disciple of Christ to seek by its means the extension of the Saviour's Kingdom ?

While softly slumbering on its mother's breast,
The little babe enjoys its tranquil rest;
Careless of what may be to-morrow's fare,
Devoid of flattering hope, or anxious care;
How many thoughts of joy and sorrow find
Alternate place in the fond parent's mind !
Successive smiles and tears, without disguise,
Beam on her cheek and sparkle in her eyes.
She looks, she loves, and while she loves, she fears
What sorrow may attend its future years!

What nipping frost, or what destructive shower
May urge its force against the tender flower!
What storms may beat on its defenseless head,
When she, perhaps, is numbered with the dead !
Hence fears arise,-hence soft emotions roll
Through all the impassion'd feelings of her soul !
But why such anxious thoughts ?-Cast all thy care
On that dear Lord who hears and answers prayer!
Ask him to bless thy babe with saving grace,
And plead the promise,“ Such shall see his face.”
How many lambs are gather'd with his arm,
And carry'd in his bosom, safe from harm!
“ Ask, and ye shall receive," so says the Lord :
Believe him, trust him, take him at his word;
Leave at his throne thy case, and let the plea,
That children's children shall his glory see,
Be urg'd with faith ;-the promise is divine,
And shall be realiz'd to thee and thine:
It shall be. Why?-because, 'tis not a worm,
'Tis not frail man,-'tis God that will perform!

G. R.

AN APPEAL. The miserable creatures who infest our streets and decoy our youth, must not be abandoned, if we can prevent it, to misery in both worlds. It is possible to recover some of them out of the snare of the devil : it is godlike to attempt it. Many of them are young and not yet hardened in vice ; ignorant, and not aware of the guilt of their conduct, nor of the misery to which it leads. Many of them sigh in secret over the misery of their condition, bitterly lament the folly that plunged them into it, and look wishfully around for a way of escape. But whither shall they fly from misery ? they have broken the hearts of their parents, and now they are orphans; or, if their parents still live, they have long since been disowned by them.

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