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have exhausted their means of support, and are in circumstances of imminent peril.
The means provided by these Institutions, for benefitting these several classes, are the following :
Shelter, which is immediately afforded on application, with food; and which is continued, if the subsequent investigation, of character is satisfactory.
Employment, by which each inmate in a great degree provides for her own support.
A Loan Fund, from which money is advanced, at the discretion of the Committee, for the redemption of clothes when pawned, or the purchase of others when considered necessary.
A Registry, for securing suitable situations for such as are qualified for servitude.
Matrons, competent to instruct the inmates in needle, laundry, and other household work; and thus qualify those who are not proficient in these duties for service.
Moral and Religious Training :-Family worship, morning and evening-A library of suitable books— Attendance upon the house of God, in company with the matrons-and such other religious advantages as may be attainable; the great object of the Institution being to promote the religious as well as the temporal good of those who may be placed beneath its care.
Since the establishment of the Refuge in 1838, . 209 young females have been admitted; of whom 138 have been placed in service, and many others, by the assistance afforded, have been enabled to resume their former avocations.
The central establishment, 3a. Princes Street, Red Lion Square, is at present the only one of the kind; but it is the intention of the Committee of the London Female Mission to open one in each quarter of London, so soon as funds are placed at their disposal for this purpose. The Committee, therefore, most earnestly entreat the liberal support of the Christian public, to enable them to carry out this great work.
The cause must appeal to every heart: the call of
the desolate though virtuous female cannot be heard with indifference—the piercing cry of distress from one so feeble must awaken our warmest and tenderest sympathies.
MY FRUIT TREE. .
WRITTEN BY DR. WATTS, TO A LADY WHO HAD BEEN
BEREAVED OF SEVERAL OF HER CHILDREN.
I HAVE a comely fruit-tree in the summer season with the branches of it promising plenteous fruit. The stem was surrounded with seven or eight little shoots of different sizes, that grew up from the root at a small distance, and seemed to compose a beautiful defence and ornament for the mother tree. But the gardener who espied their growth, knew their danger. He cut down those tender suckers one after another, and laid them in the dust. I pitied them in my heart, and said, “How pretty were these young standards! How much like the parent! How elegantly clothed with the raiment of summer! and each of them might have grown to a fruitful tree. But they stood so near as to endanger the stock; they drew away the sap, the heart and strength of it, so as to injure the fruit, and darken the hopeful prospects of autumn. The pruning knife appeared unkind indeed, but the gardener was wise, for the tree flourished more sensibly—the fruit quickly grew large and fair, and the ingathering at last was plenteous and joyful.
Will you give me leave, Velina, to persuade you into this parable ; shall I compare you to this tree in the garden of God? You have had many of these young suckers springing up around you, they stood awhile, your sweet ornaments and your joy; and each of them might have grown up to a perfection of likeness, and each might have become a parent tree. But say, did they never draw your heart off from God? Did you never feel them stealing any of those seasons of devotion, or those warm affections that were first and supremely due to him that made you ? and when they had been cut off successively, and laid one after another in the dust, have you not felt your heart running out more towards God, and living more perpetually upon him? Are you not now devoting yourself more entirely to God every day since the latter was taken away? Are you not aiming at some greater fruitfulness and service than in times past? If so, then repine not at the pruning knife, but adore the conduct of the heavenly husbandman, and say, “ All his ways are wisdom and mercy.”
But I have not done with my parable.
When the granary was well stored with excellent fruit, and before winter came upon the tree, the
gardener took it up by the roots, and it appeared as 1 dead. But his design was not to destroy it utterly,
for he removed it far away from the spot of earth where it stood, and planted it on a hill of richer mould, which was sufficient to nourish it with all its attendants. The spring appeared ; the tree budded into life again, and all those fair little standards that had been cut off broke out of the ground afresh, and stood up around it (a sweet young grove) flourishing in beauty and immortal vigour.
You know not where you are, Velina, and that I have carried you to the bill of paradise, to the blessed hour of the resurrection. What an unknown joy it will be, when you have fulfilled all the fruits of
righteousness in this lower world, to be transplanted to that heavenly mountain! What a divine rapture and surprise of blessedness to see all your little offspring around you that day, springing out of the dust at once, making a fairer and brighter appearance in that upper garden of God, and rejoicing (a sweet company) all partakers with you of the same happy immortality, all fitted to bear heavenly fruit, without the need or danger of a pruning knife. Look forward by faith to that glorious morning, and admire the whole scheme of Providence and grace, give cheerful honours beforehand to your almighty and all-wise Governor, who, by his unsearchable counsels, has filled your best wishes and secured your dear infants to you for ever, though not just in your own way. That blessed hand which made the painful separation upon earth, shall join you and your babes together in his own heavenly habitation, never to be divided again, though the method may be painful to flesh and blood. Fathers shall not hope in vain, nor mothers bring forth for trouble. They are the seed of the blessed of the Lord, and their offspring with them.” Isa. xlv. 23. Then shall you say, “Lord, here am I; and the children thou hast given me.” For he is your God, and the God of your seed in an everlasting covenant. Amen.
WE CANNOT RECEIVE YOU. From a Sermon, on behalf of the London Female Mission,
BY THE REV. R. YOUNG. “ Within the short space of three days, 25 females applied for admission to the Probationary House of the London Female Mission, to all of whom the Committee were obliged to say, "We cannot re
ceive you.' What! are they then to return to their haunts of vice and misery? thus to be repulsed in their attempts to escape from ruin ? We cannot receive you! Who then will receive them? If they have knocked at the door of a Christian Institution, and have been refused admittance, though they asked for it with tears of penitence in their eyes, and in the name of the sinner's Friend, what door will open to take them in? We cannot receive you! Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon,' that in the metropolis of the Christian world, where truth has triumphed and martyrs have bled, in three days 25 females applied to a number of Christian ladies and gentlemen, to interpose their aid to save them from wretchedness and hell, and were refused that aid. We cannot receive you! Indeed it was true; and no person's feelings can be more deeply affected with the rejection of those females, than were the feelings of the Committee of the London Female Mission, in being necessitated, by their exhausted funds, to deny the assistance and protection sought for. The Committee bring the case of these 25 hapless females before you tonight; and will you, as a Christian congregation, refuse to replenish their funds, and thus practically say to so many imploring outcasts, "We cannot receive you? What! must they then be abandoned to ruin, descend into the pit, and bitterly exclaim, as it closes upon them, .No man cared for our souls ?' Remember, you must meet them at the bar of God; and if you refuse them help, and they should in consequence be lost, how will you encounter their penetrating and upbraiding glance, as they turn from the judgment-seat to meet their awful doom? Will you rather save money, than