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"AND lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me." It was in these words that St. Paul records his spiritual experiences, when writing to his Corinthian converts, and in them I may also record mine since I came to live at Welminster. "Lest I should be exalted above measure!" Perhaps, after all, there is not so very much to be exalted about in my Prosnitz life; perhaps more may be due to surrounding circumstances than I imagined, and something, too, may be set down to the notice which I attracted from my superiors, and the kind praises which led me on to concentrate every thought and desire to the church that was parent, relative, and guide to me, all in one. If but I could have stayed there, in that so peaceful home, where life's trials and hard temptations came not near me! But the cross must come before the crown, and it is through much tribulation, ah, so much, that we must enter into the kingdom. My wife is to me my tribulation, but that is only what I well might expect, for I do not suppose that a heart answering to mine, and trained in devotedness to the church and to our people, is to be found among females, whose minds are small and narrow, like their bodies, and whose lamps do burn unevenly, and flicker with every passing breath of wind. I knew that with Priscilla I should have much to do in bending a will so stubborn and unsanctified, and indeed my efforts to cast her earthly desires and affections into a heavenly mould were met by her with a scornful resistance, which proves that the carnal mind is indeed at enmity with all Oct.-VOL. CXLVII. NO. DXCVIII. 2 c good desires and aspirations of the soul. Thus far I knew the disease and its so varied symptoms, but just when my heart grew faint with want of faith and hope, and I was ready to despair of a miracle of grace being wrought in a soul thus hardened and impenitent, I beheld in her a change so sudden and so wonderful that I could but stand still to admire it, saying little indeed, but thinking all the more. For Priscilla did turn upon me fully a face on which one might almost see the stamp of divine grace, so clear and loving a light shone from her eyes, that I began to hope her soul was preparing to blend with mine, and that both together would be dedicated to the service of the Herrnhutter Communion. Small and trifling duties, such as a woman is able to perform, and which she had aforetime neglected, became sweet to her, or so it would appear; and if in some things she still resisted my will, I yet believed that a good work was begun, which would surely be carried out to such perfection as her feeble nature would be capable of attaining. When I speak of her resisting me, I mean in such things as her persistent attendance on the services of the cathedral, dead though they be, and with no life or fire kindling them from above; for Priscilla did earnestly maintain that our Herrnhutter services, being oftentimes in German, were unprofitable to her soul, forgetting that the blessing is not straitened to the narrow bounds of tongue or language, but can overleap the unknown syllables, and pass on to the devout and expectant soul. Moreover, that the German is most easy to apprehend, even though the learner has no more wit and intelligence than is commonly assigned to females, as their lesser and more suitable portion. I considered what I had perhaps too much allowed myself to forget, that only small advances in the path of duty were to be expected from her, and I gave in to this her great desire to attend these cold and alien services, conducted in a place so large that the worshippers do but fill a remote corner of it, while the rest is openly made over to the service of sin and Satan, being used for a walk in which to display fine clothes and worldly fashions, and to talk over every kind of subject least fit to take up the time and attention of a Christian. Once only did I attend a service there, blaming myself the while for an unprofitable employment of this my leisure time, but being curious to see by what snares a soul so feeble, yet not without good desires, could be led away from our pure and scriptural mode of worship. And truly I found the service most cold and barren, for to begin with it was in the English tongue, which to me presents great barriers of constraint, and furthermore the words were kneaded together, as it were, with droning notes from the organ, so that one could scarce snatch a grain of sense from a page of gabble. These mummeries remind one of the prayers in which a sect among the Chinese do place great confidence, that are uttered most rapidly before a senseless idol, which these ignorant heathen do thus suppose to be pleased and propitiated! Alas, that in these days persons who call themselves Christians should place faith in such unmeaning observances! The sermon, being in English, drew not much of my attention, but seemed to be a medley of rules whereby life is to be guided, with little reference to the roots of faith and doctrine, from which all Christian perfections do surely grow and flourish. And the people were drowsy, as beseemed their rites, fluttering oftimes the idle toys with which they do pretend to cool themselves, and which for the most part were painted in the likeness of birds and flowers, and such-like heathen representations of this poor and perishing world. And young men and maidens did sit near together, diverting of themselves with coloured bottles, that held smells and essences displeasing to my nostrils. And when the sermon was completed, a song was sung in many keys, with divers and deafening changes; and while my ears yet quivered with its discords, the preacher did commend us to the peace of God, of which one can find but little within those hollow and resounding walls. These are the rites that draw Priscilla away from her duty and lawful allegiance to our services, so comforting and so full of meaning! But it is not of matters like these that I complain, important though one may well consider them; Priscilla has shown me something that I own I knew not beforetime, and that my heart yet doth almost recognise as a revelation from above. For why does a glow of pleasure steal into my soul when she proffers to me some small service, with a face on which a new and tender light shines forth upon me? Sometimes I do really believe that a snare has been most cunningly laid for me in these soft and unwonted moods which do now often come upon her; but more usually I think that my mind has been closed against most sweet (and not unholy) influences, by reason of my early training, and of the circumstances that did hedge me in from infancy, keeping me no doubt from many snares and pitfalls, but still secluding me from pure and lawful pleasures, which do shine on other lives. And oh! if they would but shine on mine! Am I desiring anything wicked in wishing for what God was pleased to bestow on our first parents in their time of innocence? For the love and soul-movement towards me of a woman, who has been specially given me as my wife, and in whose affection I could find my greatest earthly happiness, although the pinions of her soul may be, perchance, too weak to mount with mine into the regions of uncreated life and love. Nay, I would dispense with this, would hold myself too happy if I could but know for a certainty that out of an earthly love to me, her husband, do proceed the unaccustomed changes and yieldings of spirit that my eyes can well espy in her. It was but yesterday evening that she lighted for me the small reading-lamp by which I write my sermons, and placed for me pens and paper, speaking to me the while some kind and gentle words. And it did seem to me as if a skilful hand had touched some unseen instrument that made a part of my soul, and one not known to myself till then, and did draw from it some tones to me most sweet and pleasant. But afterwards, when I was drawn to look up to her often from the page before me, which my pen so slowly covered, her face told me that her soul was not with me, but was travelling in some place so distant, and to me so unknown. This would not have disturbed my peace if I could have verily believed that her meditations were directed to the source of life and light, but my sore heart told me that it was not so, that some interest in which I had no share did thus enkindle her soul, so that her face shone upon me with the light that shineth from within. And the pen dropped from my hand, and my thoughts did wander from my theme, and my soul did close against the imaginings that but now were shaping themselves before me, for I could think of one thing only, of the happiness that God seemed to have destined for me, and that slipped away when I would lay my hand upon it, as if on every page of it the words stood plainly written, "Not for thee." And so this, my world so newly found-of faith that is obliged to believe in a shadow, of hope that only lives to die, of love that only aches in loving-becomes to me a torment, and I ask myself again and yet again, "Is this the thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan sent to buffet me, that I must expect and guard against?" And my weak and failing heart replies: "No, it is a paradise, God-given, from which some evil destiny has shut you out." Which is right? XXXIV. THE STORY CONTINUED BY SARAH WILLIAMS. AFTER that night when I had supper with Mrs. Ludwig (what names them Germans have! I always have to think of Earwig first), I didn't see no more of her for a good while, partly on account of being busy with making mourning, for there was a |