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was change of air, and journeys by land and sea, tried; their cases were found hopeless and beyond the reach of human means. Within less than four years the parents, and five of their children were consigned to the same grave-and but one survivor of the family remains!

The above narrative of facts is given in the hope of leading some at least to consider before they consign a fellow-creature to perdition on what may be (as it was in poor Mary's case) a most unfounded suspicion of guilt. They should remember that there is a judgment-seat at which the oppressed must shortly appear. And that, if not found washed in the precious blood which cleanseth from all sin, the sentence must be passed, of bind them together for ever, a mutual torment, adding to their other sufferings unceasing reproaches for having caused each other's final destruction. C.

FILIAL CLAIMS.

Who bendeth with meek eye, and bloodless cheek,
Thus o'er the new-born babe ?-content to take,

As payment for all agony and pain,

Its first soft kiss,-its first breath on her brow,-
The first faint pressure of its tiny hand?

It is not needful that I speak the name

Of that one being on this earth, whose love

Doth never falter.

Answer me, young man!

Thou, who through chance and change of time has trod
Thus far,-when some with vengeful wrath hath mark'd

Thy waywardness,-or in thy time of wo

Deserted thee,-
-or with a rainbow smile

Cheer'd and forsook,-or on thine errors scowled
With unforgiving memory. Did she,-
Thy Mother?—

Child! in whose rejoicing heart

The cradle scene is fresh-the lulling hymn
Still clearly echo'd,-when the blight of age
Withereth that bosom, where thy head doth lay-
When pain shall paralyse the arm that clasps
Thy form so tenderly. Wilt thou forget?

Wilt thou be weary?-though long years should ask
Thy patient offices of love, to gird

A broken mind?

To its first page.

Turn back thy book of life

What impress meets thee there?
Lines from a mother's pencil. When her scroll
Of time is finished, and the hand of death

Stamps that strong seal, which none save God may
break,

What should its last trace be?

Thy bending form,

In sleepless love, the dying couch beside,

Thy tender hand upon the closing eye,

Unshrinking, though cold dews of pain are there,
Thy kiss upon the lips, thy prayer to heaven,
The chasten'd rendering of thy filial trust
Up to the white-winged angel-ministry.

L. H. S.

VISITS TO THE OUTCASTS OF NORWICH.

EXTRACTS FROM THE JOURNALS OF THE AGENTS.

(Concluded from page 235.)

"IN the next room visited by us, we found an interesting looking young woman, who seemed conscious of the object of our visit. She had not lived a year in this sin; she first entered upon it because she had no means of getting a livelihood. She would be very glad to be released if she knew how; she wept much, and was very thankful for our visit."

"Called at a house where we understood that all the inmates were women of bad character. The family

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."

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'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 remembrance, 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."

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"I met with a young woman to-day whose name 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, O 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 book 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.

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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

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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.

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'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

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