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should no longer live the rest of our preached, for attending on praying time,” &c.

societies, and for religious conver1 Peter iii. 19, as explained above, sation. He generally carried about lays a foundation for the following with him a copy of Watts' Psalms remarks :

and Hymns, many of which he had 1. The resurrection of Christ is an committed to memory. For some indubitable fact, confirmed by the weeks before he was seized by his testimony of heavenly witnesses. last sickness, he was under deep con

2. It is a truth of primary and fun- cern about his eternal welfare. He damental importance, in the preach- gave up all amusement, or play, ing of the gospel and in the faith of among the boys of the town, and Christians.

upon coming in from Latin school, 3. Angels have exercised, and which he had attended for seven or do still exercise, a ministry of high eight months, retired to a room by importance to the church of Christ. himself; where he spent his leisure

4. Their benevolence is deeply time in reading the scriptures, and interested in the welfare of man. Doddridge's Rise and Progress of

M. Religion in the Soul. His mother

and I frequently urged him to go out and play, or take exercise for his health. But to this he had no

inclination. And his conversation R. HUTCHISON, To the Editor of the Christian Ad- evinced that he had read the books

on his death-bed, as well as before, vocate.

abovementioned with attention. Mr. Editor—The following short From the commencement of his account of the last illness and reli- sickness, he was apprehensive that gious exercises of my son John R. he would not recover. I had been was written for the satisfaction of absent, performing ministerial du; my own family and a few friends, ties in a vacant congregation; and without any design of giving it on my arrival at home on Tuesday publicity. But finding that some afternoon, the third day of his sickmanuscript copies of it have got out, ness, he, with great earnestness, which, through the negligence of requested me to pray for him. He transcribers, are greatly mutilated was much concerned about his sis. and distorted, I have complied ters; and told his mother in pri with the request of some friends to vate, to put them in mind of their have it published, if you should duty. He talked to his eldest sister deem it worthy a place in your ex

when there was no person in the cellent Advocate.

room but themselves, and pressed John HUTCHISON. on her the duty of secret prayer,

telling her, that for some time preMy son, John Russel Hutchison, viously, he himself had prayed was attacked with dysentery on three times a day in secret. Sabbath, the 17th August, 1823. He His disorder proved very obstiwas our eldest son, and the only nate from the first. His sufferings surviving one of four sons that

were extreme; and bis patience were born to us. He was eleven

was exemplary. He very frequentyears, one month and twenty-two ly cried out in the acuteness of his days old, at his decease. He was pains, “ Lord! have mercy on me,” a regular attendant at church from and, “ Lord God Almighty! have an early period; but during the mercy on me, for Jesus Christ's spring and summer preceding his sake. He observed to his mother death, he manifested a peculiar that, “ we are such sinful creatures, fondness for hearing the word is the reason we have to suffer 80

much.” At one time he said to and at death, would take him to her, “0, Ma! how good the Lord himself.” Such was the substance is, that he has spared us so long, of his prayers. She expressed some and has not cut us off long ere fears to him, that, if he recovered, this!" He often observed that his he would forget his views, and complaint was a “terrible disor- feelings, and pious resolutions der;", and he once said to his mo- when sick. He then charged her ther, “If I should get over this in a very earnest manner, not to sickness, I think I can say with the let him forget or neglect his duty, Psalmist: It is good for me that I if he should get well; but to rewas afflicted; before I was afflicted mind him of his sickness, and of I went astray, but now have I kept the necessity of prayer, and a holy thy word.' »

life. It was but seldom that he He one day requested his mo- appeared to entertain any hope of ther to read to him in the Bible; recovery. He appeared much betand upon her inquiring where he ter on the Friday before his death, wished her to read, he mentioned which cheered up the family consithe third chapter of John's gospel. derably; but he called his mother Afterwards he enjoined it on her to to him, and told her privately, that urge his sisters “ to seek the Lord, he bad but little hopes of his recoand to seek him early; and to pray very. That night he became worse, that they might be born again and continued very ill and restless born of the Spirit-that they might the whole night. Towards daybe baptized with the Holy Ghost.” breaking, he appeared to be near Surprised at the manner in which his last. None were with him, exhe spoke on the subject of regenera- cept his mother and myself. We let tion, she said to him—"John, where him know that we considered him did you learn so much about the much worse: “Yes," said he, new birthp" “ I learned it,” said “death is approaching fast:" these he, “from that third chapter of words he pronounced with great John which you read to me.” calmness and deliberation. I then

Watching with him one night, I awoke the rest of the family, and lay on the side of the bed; and on he shook hands with his sisters and his becoming a little restless, I in- cousin, bade them farewell, and quired what he wanted ? " I want charged each of them, when he was you," said he, “to pray with me, dead and gone, to mind the one and to teach me to pray.” When thing needful. At this time, he telling him how he should pray, “I could not speak above his breath. do," said he,

“ but

get so con- We supposed him dying for a confused.”—This was toward his last, siderable time that morning (Saturwhen he was very weak. At one day). I said to him, “John, I think time, when none was present but you are dying;" he replied—“Yes, his mother, he said: “0, Ma, it is I think I am.” I asked him if it a sweet thing to die in Jesus!" At was hard to die, or if he was afraid sometimes again, he discovered to die? “ No," said he, in soft great anxiety respecting the state accents, and with an air of the utof his soul, and his preparation for most composureheaven; and when there was no “ Jesus can make a dying beci person with him but his mother, he Feel soft as downy pillows are; would pray audibly, “that the Lord While, on his breasi U lean my head, would pardon his many sins for And breathe my life out sweetly there.” Christ's sake-that he would take The last line died on his lips, him for his child; would wash him through failure of his strength. in Jesus' blood; would sanctify y Shortly after this a young man him, and prepare him for heaven; entered the room, with whom Joh:


had conversed freely and frequent- witness his departure, we perceived ly respecting his spiritual concerns, him somewhat revived; and he lived previously to his sickness. On this twenty-four hours after that. He young man he fixed his eyes, and was perfectly sensible to the last, stretched out his hand towards him; but not able to converse much. On when he approached the bed, he Sabbath morning, I asked him if he took him by the hand, bid him fare. knew what day that was? He anwell, and requested that he would swered, “Yes." I subjoined, it is pray for him. In the same man- the Sabbath—"I know it,” said he. ner he acted with two lads, who I then observed to him, that yesterattended the same school with him. day morning about the same time, self, and who were also under se- I did not think that he would be rious impressions.

alive so long. He replied, “neither A number of persons were assen- did I.” A few minutes after, when bled in the room to witness his there was no one with him but a exit; and though he had not spoken young woman who had resided seabove his breath for a considerable veral years in the family, he turned time, he exerted himself so as to towards her, and looking her full speak loud enough to be heard all in the face, said : “Susan, death is through the house, and said "I drawing near; and I must go and bid you all farewell; and oh! mind travel to my God!” She immedithe one thing needful; I beseech diately called the family in; but he you, my sisters, mind the one thing spake no more. In death's cold needful: seek the Lord, and seek embrace, his looks were intellihim early." Then turning to his gent, but his tongue refused to permother, he said; “Ma, do you help form its office; and he departed them to seek the Lord.” Two of without a struggle or a groan. his sisters were older than he, and

We had a great desire that he one of the same age with himself might be spared to us; but wish to he and she were twins.

repress every murmur, and to subHe professed a willingness to mit patiently to the will of God; to die, if he were sure that he was rest satisfied with the disposal of prepared for heaven. On this sub- heaven, and to say, with pious and ject, he at times manifested deep afflicted Job"The Lord gave, and concern. To comfort him, I re- the Lord hath taken away: Blessed minded him of what Christ says in be the name of the Lord.” the character of wisdom, Prov. viii. Six of our children now sleep in 17.-" I love them that love me; the dust, cut off in the morning of and those that seek me early shall life, whose early removal we bave find me.” Now, said I, do you not to lament; but I trust that we do love Christ? “O!


I do, with not mourn as those who have no all my heart," was his reply. Upon hope. On the glorious morn of the his exhorting those around him resurrection, " them who sleep in again " to seek the Lord, and to Jesus will God bring with him." seek him early," I observed to him,

J. H. you have been seeking the Lord; Miflintown, September, A. D. 1823. “I have sought him," said he; I hope, said I, you have found him. We have given a ready insertion To this he nodded assent. He se. to the foregoing judicious, modest, veral times told us to speak to him and well written narrative; and as little as possible; for it hurt him take this opportunity to say, that to to speak.

such obituary notices our pages After waiting on him between will always be cheerfully opened. three and four hours, expecting to


From the Amulet, or Christian and Literary That I must be its prey I knew,

And smiled at my heart's shivering :

But yet I could not bear to see

Its yellow beak, or hear its cry
Br L. A H.

Telling me what I soon must be ;

I moaned, and wept, and feared to die. Tazy rolled above me, the wild waves

And as the chill wave grew more chill, The broken mast I grappled yet ; My fellow-men had found their graves,

The evening breeze became more still, On me another sun had set.

And, breathing o'er the awful deep,

Had lulled me, and I longed to sleep : Bot, merciless the ocean still Dash'd me, then calmly round me lay,

My senses slept, my head bowed low,

The waters splashed beneath, then To wake another human thrill,

broke As tyrants torture ere they slay. But when the foaming breakers rush'd,

Suddenly o'er my aching brow,

With a convulsive start I woke,
And pass'd o'er me, or bore me high,
Then into circling eddies gush’d,

And, waking, felt them o'er me float, I struggled yet I knew not why;

While gurgling in my parched throat. It was hope that bade me cling

Where'er I drifted with the tide, Still to that only earthly thing,

My comrade's corpse was by my side. I knew not then His mercy gave

Still to the broken mast I clung, To keep me level with the wave.

At times aside the waves I Aung, The tempest, when the day was gone, All day I struggled hard; but when More fiercely with the night came on; Another and another came, But howling o'er the trackless sea, Weaker and weaker grew my frame,Gave neither hope nor fear to me; I deemed that I was dying then. Despair had made me brave my fate,- My head fell on the wave once more, To die-thus lone and desolate.

And reason left me,-all seemed o'er; I saw another morning sun,

Yet something I remember now,But yet my struggles were not done : I knew I gazed upon the sky, A passing billow wafted then

And felt the breeze pass o'er my brow, A comrade's body to my side,

Along the unbroken sea to die ; Who lately, with his fellow-men,

And, half with faintness half with dread, Had bravely stemmed the dashing tide. The spirit that sustained me fled. His calm cheek and half-open eye Betokened that in agony

There was an eye that watch'd me then, His spirit had not left him,-he

An ear that heard my frequent prayer ; Seemed as if slumbering on the sea.

And God, who trod the unyielding wave, I calmly gazed, and without dread,

When human efforts all were vain, Upon the dull eye of the dead;

Ere the death-struggle, came to save, But when bis cold band touch'd my cheek,

And called me back to life again.
My voice came from me in a shriek:
At mine own voice I gazed around,

I thought that I was yielding life, 'Twas so unlike a human sound;

To perish in that mortal strife, But on the waters none were near,

And calmly lay along the sea, Save the corpse upon its watery bier,

That soon would calmly pass o'er me; And hungry birds that hovered nigh,

But my clench'd teeth together met, Screaming his sole funeral cry.

As if with death I struggled yet, My sum of human pangs to fill

That I was stemming it once more ;

And then again the sea-bird's cry
There came a calm-more deathly still,
Because its sullen silence brought

Was mingling with the billows' roar,

As I laid down my head to die.
A dull repose that wakened thought.
How my limbs quivered, as the sea Returning reason came at last,
By some less gentle breeze was stirred,

And bade returning hope appear :
As if I every moment heard

That remnant of the broken mast, The ocean monsters follow me!

And my dead comrade—both were Then came the sun in all his might, To mock me with his noon-day height:

Not floating o'er the billows now, When the waves lay beneath me long, For they had drifted us to landI felt his power grow fiercely strong

And I was saved-I knew not howAbove me, and would often dip

But felt that an Almighty hand My burning brow and parched lip,

llad chased the waters from the strand. To cool them in the fresh'ning wave, Beside the corpse, and by the wave, Wishing the waters were my grave. I knelt and murmured praise to Him, But oft the sea-bird o'er me flew,

Who, in the fearful trial, gave And once it flapped me with its wing: Strength to the spirit and the limb!


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ALEXANDER CAMPBELL'S NEW TES- ble in transcribing. He does not TAMENT.

“ All were immersed into Mo

ses in the cloud and in the sea," (Continued from page 220.)

as my opponent's incomparable bas One prominent feature of this said for him; but he says "all were anomalous production is, that it baptized into Moses in the cloud professes to reject every adopted and in the sea.” When a man's or anglicised word. Dr. George zeal against the adoption of Greek Campbell's labours in favour of words leads him not only to pubimmersion give him some aid in lish Dr. Campbell's weak arguthis particular. Complaining of ment, but to invent a fact for Paul, our translators, the Dr. says, "some and forge a translation for Mackwords they have transferred from night, I am ready to say, in referthe original into their language, ence to a reproof once given to an others they have translated.” He incompetent imitator of Pindar, wishes that they had not transcribed Dr. Campbell was bold, but thou the word baptism, but given it a art impudent." dipping translation. He considers Scores of alterations where this baptism even now “a foreign name. word is concerned, are confessed in For this reason,” says he, " I should the Appendix; and after he was think the word immersion (which taxed with the fault, he shows that though of Latin origin, is an Eng- they were promised in the Prospeclish noun, regularly formed from tus, which, however, is not publishthe verb to immerse,) a better Eng. ed with the work, and is in direct lish name than baptism, were we opposition to the promise contained now at liberty to make a choice.” in the title-page. His prospectus

When great men sicken into a reads as follows, viz. « There is prurient longing to carry some also one improvement of considerwrong point, what weak arguments able importance which ought to be they will sometimes use! Now I made in this work, and to which we would inquire of the literary world, shall attend. Sundry terms are if it be not as true, that BAPTISM, not translated into English, but though of Greek origin, is an Eng- adopted into those translations lish noun, regularly formed from from long usage. Those terms are the verb 'baprize, as that immer- occasionally translated into Engsion, “ though of Latin origin, is an lish by Campbell and Macknight; English noun, regularly formed but not always. We shall unifrom the verb to immerse ?" Both formly give them the meaning these words were originally foreign, which they have affixed to them, and both are now naturalized; and wherever they occur, and thus make if there be any difference, it is in this a pure English New Testafavour of baptism, because this, ment, not mingled with Greek being more generally known and words, either adopted or angliunderstood, is more completely do- cised." Here is a promise that he mesticated. Besides, the connex- will make his translation such pure ion of the term, in the scriptures, English, that it shall not contain shows that immersion would be a any adopted words, such as Marperversion instead of a translation tyr, Archangel, Myriad, Mystery, of the original. It was evidently Schism, Blasphemy, Denarius, this consideration which sometimes roclydon, Tartarus, Abyss, Hades. made Dr. Macknight follow our Bi. Some of these words, such as My

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