ing of this, says, "It is, in strict justice, due to the memory of my dear departed wife, to acknowledge that, through the blessing of God on her agency, in advice and management, I owe chiefly my temporal prosperity in India, and the enjoyment of it in England." It appeared to me, that her three cardinal virtues, were industry, economy, and punctuality. She learned these of Mrs. Graham, and found them of the greatest importance when she was placed at the head of a large establishment. By the practice of these three virtues she had always a little time to spare for good purposes, and some money to give to good objects. Young people who are expecting to fill important stations may learn a good hint from this. Fancywork is pretty, and music is sweet, and drawing may be a pleasant recreation; but something more than these is needful for the wife of a tradesman, or the "help meet" of a missionary.

Mrs. Loveless had one of the largest families in India; but every thing was in order, and every one in his place. Sometimes they had thirty boarders, besides day scholars, several of whom were girls; and Mrs. L. took the whole weight of the domestic concerns, that her husband might be more at leisure for the work of the Mission; while, for some hours every day, she taught the girls, and some of the younger boys also.

In 1814, the missionary free school for boys was opened in the chapel garden. It was built by voluntary contributions, and is still supported by the bounty of friends in Madras. Into this school some thousands of the poor, but intelligent country-born children of the presidency have been received and educated. This school she often visited, but she never thought the chapel would be complete until it was beautified with a girl's free school. This she lived to see: but before we refer to it, we must behold her as

THE MOTHER.

Thus far we have viewed Mrs. Loveless as a "teacher of babes;" the guide of youth; the friend of other people's children; but now we must contemplate her in the endearing character of a mother. She had four children of her own; three of whom she followed to the grave. The first that she buried was a daughter. It is a solemn day in a family's history, when, for the first time, the cold hand of death enters, and tears away a beloved child. Ah! who can tell, but bereaved parents, what a pang is felt when the first-born is wrapped in a shroud, and put into a coffin, and carried to the grave, and covered over, and left there.

I know what a father feels on the mournful occasion, but I cannot describe what mothers feel. But Mrs. Loveless knew, and she sought resignation and consolation from the right source. Yes, she took up the body and buried it, and went and told Jesus. And he comforted the mourner, and enabled her to say, "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away, and blessed be the name of the Lord."

Soon after this, a second daughter died; and before the tears were well dry, her son John Thompson died also. This last was a fine little boy, who was born at the time when a young Missionary, named John Thompson, lived at their house, and afterwards died in their arms. The sincere attachment which they felt to their brother, led them to call their son after him, hoping that he would follow his steps: and he soon followed him indeed; not as a Missionary to the heathen, but as a glorified spirit to heaven.

To all these trials God was pleased to add another, and this made the cup run over. Their only surviving child was named William Kerr, after Dr. Kerr, the senior chaplain, who had always been Mr. Loveless' warm friend. At the time when

their son John Thompson died, the health of William Kerr was so delicate, that their medical friend assured them, the only means of saving his life was to send him to England; and before that day month William was on the mighty waters. Thus all her children were removed from her sight, and she was left childless.

In such trying seasons, how important is occupation! Now she again found the advantage of the training she had received in America, for she entered more fully into "works of faith and labours of love," determined, if possible, to enjoy all the comfort contained in that saying of our Lord's, "Every branch in me that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit." Surely, when we see the tried and afflicted Christian acting thus, it confirms us in the belief, that God makes "all things work together for good to them that love Him, to them who are the called according to his purpose."

In times of trouble she would seek comfort also from another source. She would read again and again the spirit-stirring epistles of Mrs. Graham. I have several of that lady's letters now before me, and what letters! She was seventy years old, but how she writes! "It is all well, my Sally! Oh that when the springs of earthly comfort are dried up, the Lord may drive the sufferers to the true riches, the only source of all that is good. The Lord has been making breaches in your com

forts too. You devoted your dear children to him. You gave them to him without articling with him how he was to dispose of them. He has put you to your word. It is well, my Sally, and you shall be a gainer at his hand. I hope your young Missionary may be spared, blessed, and made a blessing to many. To publish the glad tidings of salvation is the highest post of honour that men can have on earth; and among these the missionary is the nearest to the apostolic !

"What is this world any farther than it is taken in connexion with the next? A dream; a shadow; a tale that is told; grass and the flower of grass! And what its greatest blessings, but vanity and vexation of spirit? But, taken in connexion with another world, how important every moment of time, every action, every circumstance of life, every shilling of property! A Christ and eternal life, freely offered: to be embraced, and our soul is saved; to be rejected, and our soul is lost! "I am in my seventieth year, and am looking daily for my Saviour's promise; 'If I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.' The Lord has for the present delivered me from all fear, and I hope for his presence all through the valley. I cannot say, 'I have fought the good fight.' Oh no! I have not only been a coward and unfaithful, but often, oh often, deserted his banner, and by my conduct have scarcely been discovered from his enemies. Shame and confusion of face belong to me, and I shall carry it I think to the gates of heaven; for yet that is my home; but not by any thing of mine, my hopes are founded on the finished work of my Redeemer, exclusive of every thing in myself. Yet he has given me some tokens that he owns me. Contrition itself is the fruit of grace. Faith in promised forgiveness, through the death and merits of my great High Priest, is his gift; and I do feel his love in my heart, and earnest desires of conformity to his image. His name, his word, his ministers, his people, are precious, and are my delight. My pains often keep me awake in the night; but I have kept on my memory some sweet hymns, and I sing one after another, and find my pains diverted; and I often drop asleep with the words in my mouth, and the sentiments as it were sleeping with me."

How I should have liked to hear this aged pilgrim singing the praises of God at midnight!

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have had more enjoyment. Well has Jehovah made out his wilderness name to me; The Lord, the Lord God, merciful and gracious, long-suffering, abundant in goodness and truth, forgiving iniquity, and transgression and sin, and that will by no means clear the guilty.' But he himself has provided the sacrifice, and transferred the guilt. He has made Him to be sin for us who knew no sin, that we might be made the righteousness of God in him.' I believe the record that God giveth to me eternal life, and this life is in his Son. I set to my seal that God is true, and take the comfort."

In another letter she writes in the same animated strain, about our Chinese Missionary, Morrison. "Oh it is wonderful! Such another providence has happened to dear Mr. Morrison. He went out alone to heathen China. His partner Missionary lost courage when the parting time came; but the Lord supported him. He went not to labour in the sweet word and doctrine among other dear Christian labourers, but in the dry study of a hard language; obliged also to conceal his designs, and live without friend or confidant. God, in his adorable providence, brought an officer to that island, with his lovely daughter, knit their hearts together, and united them in marriage. They that trust the Lord shall not want any good thing.' The Lord also converted the officer's son, whom I saw here on his way to England. I think I never saw a sweeter youth than Mr. Morton. His sister, he said, parted with them all from free choice, and remained the sole friend and befriended of Mr. Morrison. I think I have never been so delighted with any news since I heard of your union with Mr. Loveless, though my loss could never be repaired."

Let us next consider Mrs. Loveless in connexion with the Missionary free schools for girls, and here we see her as

THE PROMOTER OF FEMALE EDUCATION. The education of females is so important to the well-being of society, that it is astonishing that the prince of darkness should have prevailed to keep so many of them in darkness until now. Good Mr. Boston, the author of the "Fourfold State," says, "The woman's body was made of nobler matter than the man's. It was made of the man's body, to teach men to love their wives as their own flesh. It was not made out of man's head, to show her that she is not to usurp authority over her husband; nor out of his feet, to show him that she is not to be his slave to be trampled on by hirn: but out of his side, near his heart, to

show him that she must be treated as his companion, loved, nourished, and cherished by him." There is much sound philosophy in this saying of Mr. Boston's, but neither the heathen nor the Mohammedans appear to have heard any thing at all about it. I have lived among them both, and invariably found the females in the utmost degradation; and they in their turn act as a scourge upon the men; and so they are all degraded together. Other people read of this, but Missionaries see it, and weep over it and try to remedy it. Yet every one who has thought on the subject, must know how great is the influence of the female character, especially in the sacred relations of wife and mother.

I have a vivid recollection of the effect of maternal influence. My honoured mother was a religious woman, and she watched over and instructed me as pious mothers are accustomed to do. Alas! I often forgot her admonitions; but, in my most thoughtless days, I never lost the impressions which her holy example had made on my mind. After spending a large portion of my life in foreign lands, I returned again to visit my native village. Both my parents died while I was in Russia, and their house is now occupied by my brother. The furniture remains just the same as it was when I was a boy; and at night I was accommodated with the same bed in which I had often slept before; but my busy thoughts would not let me sleep; I was thinking how God had led me through the journey of life. At last the light of the morning darted through the little window, and then my eye caught sight of the spot where my sainted mother, forty years before, took me by the hand, and said, "Come, my dear, kneel down with me, and I will go to prayer." This completely overcame me; I seemed to hear the very tones of her voice; I recollected some of her expressions; and I burst into tears and arose from my bed, and fell upon my knees just on the spot where my mother kneeled, and thanked God that I had once a praying mother. And, oh! if every parent could feel what I felt then, I am sure they would pray with their children as well as pray for them.

Christian mothers! think of this, and then think of the mil. lions of your own sex who are the mere slaves of men who never pray. Remember, it is only where the Lord Jesus Christ is known and loved, that women are exalted to their proper scale in society; and remember also, it is only Christian Missionaries and their wives, and a few teachers of schools, who have attempted to raise them. They have attempted it,