tion; and I knew not how soon it might stop altogether. In the retrospect of my past days I found, in reference to the companions of my youth, and comrades of my riper years, that I was almost left alone. I had to look back on whole societies and ships' crews, and on military battalions, which once existed and were known to me, but which had all been swept away; and I felt that in the very nature of things I must soon follow: nay, that the place which saw me to-day might probably see me no more a week hence...... Now, when I look on the list of all those I have through life associated with, I find ninety-nine out of every hundred gone, while I am still left; and shall I go down to the grave after all without endeavouring to record the boundless mercies and unmerited goodness of the Lord to me, one of the most unworthy and sinful of the children of men? Shall I not now, even at the eleventh hour, make what feeble efforts I can, to call on those within my reach to flee from the wrath to come, and to lay hold on eternal life? Little indeed is it that I can do, but this does not excuse me from attempting that little?'

Would to God that all who are so enlightened, so considered the nature of the "gift" committed to them, and so strove to prove themselves " good stewards thereof, as does this warm-hearted Christian officer! The volume comprises a great variety of extracts, some long, but for the chief part very short, from eminent writers, interspersed with the bright gems of God's own precious book. May His blessing accompany it! Sir Nesbit Willoughby, like his brother in arms and in the faith, Sir Jahleel Brenton, wields the sword of the Spirit in his Mas

ter's cause no less zealously than erst he plied the carnal weapon in that of his country. The latter may overlook the services of such champions; the former never will.

JOURNAL OF THE REV. JOSEPH WOLFF, L.L.D. &c. Dublin; Incumbent of Linthwaite, near Huddersfield, Yorkshire; and late Missionary to the Jews. In a Series of Letters to Sir Thomas Baring, Bart. Containing an account of his Missionary labours, from the years 1835 to 1838. Burns.

AFTER eighteen years of active missionary work, prosecuted with a zeal, an intrepidity, and a constancy truly wonderful, and embracing within its range such an extent of territory as, if the various routes be traced on a map of the world, must strike the mind with amazement, we do not complain that our dear friend, Joseph Wolff, has abandoned the foreign branch of his work, to enjoy a season of rest at home. We do, however, deeply regret that he should have bound himself by any obligations which, as he conceives, in this country place a bar between him and his clear call of God, as an 66 apostle of the circumcision." We regret even more an evident leaning to that party in the church of England who are anxiously engaged in drawing once more the veil of Popish darkness before her eyes, and hurrying her back into the pit whence God mercifully raised her up at the ever-blessed Reformation. It is not only that Dr. Wolff casts now and again a sneering remark on what he calls the light of ultra-Pro

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testantism;' and proclaims, in the spirit and with the phraseology of the miserable Froude, The talismanic power of the word Protestantism has long since passed away from me,' that we are filled with earnest and affectionate anxiety on his behalf, so much as by the occasional indication throughout his pages, that the grievous errors of this pernicious school are imperceptibly taking root in his mind. When we find him expatiating on the inestimable value of tradition, in establishing the authority of God's word, and apparently glorying in the arrogant dogmas of those who are, improperly, called the high-church divines, we cannot but tremble for the consequences of his present location: it is too near Leeds. We knew Joseph Wolff when, full of the spirit of love, and of power, and of a sound mind, he would have shrunk from any approach to the narrow bigotry of the aforesaid high-church party; and when he would not have flung a sarcasm at the committees of our most valuable societies, as being composed mostly of linen-drapers, wine-merchants, and booksellers.' We are jealous lest the fine gold become dim; and when we find him indulging in slighting allusions to the female followers of the Lord Jesus, while he inserts at full length a poem of the most unchristian tendency, though written by an English lady, to the praise and glory of the false prophet, ending with this distich

'Allah alone is God,' he cries,

'Oh, hear his prophet, and be wise!

When we see all this, and compare it with the memorable Journals' of sixteen or eighteen years ago, we are justified in that jealousy.

There are many interesting passages in this book : the second temple was a great building, but those who remembered the first, wept.

A FORM OF PRAYERS, used by his Majesty King William III. when he received the Holy Sacrament, and on other occasions. With a Preface by the Right Rev. John [Moore], Lord Bishop of Norwich. A New Edition, with an Introduction and Address to Protestants. By a Clergyman. Robertson, Dublin.

THE talismanic power of the word PROTESTANTISM, has not, God be thanked! passed away from us: nor has the thing thereby specified lost an iota of its sacredness, as being the only code of religion sanctioned by the Holy Spirit in the revealed word of God. We recognize Christianity in no other form than as a living Protest against all that opposes Christ and his gospel: a believing in the heart, and an acknowledging with the mouth, that in Him alone, and in Him all-sufficiently, the sinner has a Saviour; the believer, righteousness and strength. It is true the particular epithet originated in a holy Protest against the abominations of the papal Antichrist, and as such we are bound dearly to cherish it. This land was never, since the first introduction of Christianity (long previous to the Romish mission of Augustine), professedly infidel: professedly popish it was for centuries; and the breaking of that accursed yoke from off the neck of England, is an event worthy to be commemorated alike by the national and individual assumption of the emphatic title-PRO

TESTANT.

Inseparably connected with the remembrance of this blessing, is the grateful recollection of one whom God raised up to seize with a strong grasp that hateful yoke, when England was menaced with its renewed imposition, and to rescue the country. We have been accustomed to regard William III. as a great warrior and a profound statesman; but the general impression made by the records of historians is not so favourable to his personal disposition. The zeal of an Irish Protestant, has, however, prevailed to present us with a delightful memorial of our political deliverer, in the sacred character of a praying king. The little manual of devotion now before us, was composed by William for his private use; and the simple, sober, earnest piety which they breathe, their humble confessions of individual sinfulness, their continued appeal to the blood of the cross, their devout ascriptions of praise to the only Giver of victory and peace, with their fervent intercession for the people over whom God had placed the royal suppliant, must all bring home to our hearts the conviction that the work in which our fathers rejoiced, and which we are struggling hard to preserve inviolate, was begun, continued, and ended in the spirit of faithful prayer.

The introductory address is from the pen of a clergyman whose name we would gladly divulge, if at liberty so to do; for his praise is in all the churches. And the dedication is most appropriately made to that noble Protestant patriot, the Earl of Roden. The book, a very small one, is a bijou, beautifully got up: and it certainly ought to decorate the table of every Christian Protestant in these lands.