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the Lord Jesus Christ. Towards family no symptoms of his approach. the close of bis earthly sojourn, the ing end appeared. In those dark loss of his maternal parent, to whom and silent hours that followed no he was devotedly attached, combined voice, or moan, or sound was heard; with other painful and unexpected but when morning light returned, trials, impaired his already weakened the startling fact was revealed, constitution, and smote his heart that the angel of death had entered with pangs of grief. His appetite the chamber of the good man, and failed, his sleep forsook him, and borne hisimmortal spirit to the house his strength declined. Business not made with hands. His work was now given up, the familiar was done. The recent quickened scenes of his past history were pulsations of his heart for ever grew abandoned, and rest and re- still. The jaded frame calmly passed covery were earnestly sought by into the sleep of death. Beneath the residence in the pleasant village of shadows of the village sanctuary, Sawley. Kind heaven granted the where he had heard of Jesus and of deceased a brief space in the quie- heaven, he reposes in hope of a tude and retirement of rural life to joyful resurrection at the last day. gather up the forces of his spiritual My prayer is that each surviving nature by reading, meditation, and member of the bereaved family prayer. Of late he had sown in may share in the tears, but it soon became evident that the discipline of earth was Blissful hope which Jesus' grace has given; fitting the tenant, pent in mortality,
The hope when days and years are past,
We all shall meet in heaven.' for a more congenial clime. During the last evening passed with the
C. S. H.
OLD MORTALITY ON ment, and rolls on with such a ÆSTHETIC CANT.
passionate fluency, that I cannot
conclude it to be finally declaratory Is it among the excellencies of a mind of the well-weighed, sober, Christian of taste, that it loses, when the religion of opinions of the gifted and respected Christ is concerned, all the value of its writer. Surely he must himself discrimination?'
see, now that the ‘fine frenzy' of his John Foster.
eloquent rage is over, that there is 'I trust none in the present assembly will in what he has written very much do me the injustice of supposing that any of overstatement, invective, reflection is intended upon tho liturgy : though a Protestant Dissenter, I am by no charity, and unwarrantable imputa. means insensible to its merits. I believe tion, of which it behoves him to be that the evangelical purity of its sentiments, heartily repentant. the chastised fervour of its devotion, and 1. Old Mortality' is very wroth the majestic simplicity of its language, have combined to place it in the very first rank with what he denominates of uninspired compositions.
religion of taste,' and appears to ROBERT HALL. believe that the lovely and the good
are incompatible---that conscience DEAR MR. EDITOR, I have a word and imagination are not reciprocally or two to say to 'Old Mortality' con- helpful attributes of one and the cerning his essay entitled 'Æsthetic same finely adjusted nature, a nature Cant,' though I have no intention of which the Almighty has made as seriously noticing the whole of it, full of differing yet supplemental for it glows so fiercely with the un- faculties as is a perfect musical suppressed fire of personal excite. I instrument of diversebut harmonious
Correspondence-Old Mortality on Æsthetic Cant.
57 tones. To me, on the other hand, it the costly furniture of the Mosaic seems quite likely that in that tabernacle-in the splendid veststriking Scriptural phrase the beauty ments of the Levitical priesthoodof holiness something more may be in the gorgeous decorations and meant than a single reference to the solemn ritual of Solomon's templeabstract excellence of faith and in the lutes and cymbals and ordered virtue—that if to be holy is to be service of Hebrew song ? Were beautiful, it must needs be that all these offensive to the Most High? beauty is the congenial tribute and and if not, will He look with disrevenue of holiness; and that what favour on the like things made soever is fair and rich in thought sacred by an earnest and pious spirit and work-in the fruits of benevo- now? Is it wrong that where we lence, the flowers of art, the pearls have given our love and adoration, of song may well and fitly be offered we should give tokens of them, the in His service who is the God of rarest and the richest that we canBeauty as well as Truth, and at the that where our heart is, should our cradle-shrine of whose well-beloved treasure be ? In truth I venture to and only begotten Son, wise men, think not, and to hope that He who in the pure enthusiasm of a pious looks more to the inward motive instinct, once laid their gifts of gold than to the outward manifestation, and frankincense and myrrh. There and who accepts alike the widow's fore, (with becoming deference to mite, and Mary's alabaster box of
Old Mortality,') I cannot see that precious ointment, will scorn nothing increase of refinement is symptom- that is offered and done with love atic of waning spirituality, and I and in the grace of gratitude. demur to the insinuation that prayer 2. Concerning the special allusion is more accepted from a barn than to the services of a particular coufrom a building of greater archi- gregation which is so racily written, tectural pretensions, or that praise and bears on the surface of it such is comelier when presented with un- numerous characteristic marks of skilled uncouthuess, than in forms rhetorical exuberance, I have simply of symmetric melody. I have no to say that I have gathered from scorn-I have no feeling but of trustworthy sources, (and occasional respect for the homely methods in personal observation enables me to which a humble and unlettered piety corroborate the statement,) that the seeks to express itself; but I must representations of Old Mortality' acknowledge that I do not think are not in this instance borne out by *Yates' would be a less godly person the facts of the case.
I find it without his 'whining, nor do I difficult to believe that there is such consider that 'Bates' would preach a complete and supercilious monopoly the gospel with less impressiveness of the musical part of the service if he did not 'bawl.' Is there, I as is asserted by this writer. It would ask, no indication in Divine seems incredible that any who desire Revelation of the office and function to join in the psalmody are either of the Æsthetic faculty ? Is there laughed at, or sneeringly told that no warrant for the consecration of they must learn first, and till then the choicest developments of in- must be content with silence;' or tellectual activity-of art and archi. that with a kind of systematic and tecture, and poetry, and music, to gratuitous mockery 'the chants as the service of the sanctuary? Is soon as learned by the body of the there nothing of the sort inherent congregation are put aside and new in the very idea of sacrifice, ones introduced.' The old familiar sacrifice, the soul and virtue of all melodies' over whose desuetude 'Old religion the surrender of our Mortality' is eloquently pathetic, dearest, fairest, best to Him who are I suppose the Lydias and has given us all? Is there no lesson Cranbrooks of blessed memoryfor Christian hearts and hands in full of unexpected shakes and ‘yain
the Lord Jesus Christ. Towards family no symptoms of his approa the close of bis earthly sojourn, the ing end appeared. In those loss of his maternal parent, to whom and silent hours that followe. he was devotedly attached, combined voice, or moan, or sound was h: with other painful and unexpected but when morning light ret trials, impaired his already weakened the startling fact was constitution, and smote his heart that the angel of death had with pangs of grief. His appetite the chamber of the good 1 failed, his sleep forsook him, and borne hisimmortal spirit to his strength declined. Business not made with hands. was now given up, the familiar was done. The recent scenes of his past history were pulsations of his heart for abandoned, and rest and re- still. The jaded frame calm covery were earnestly sought by into the sleep of death. B residence in the pleasant village of shadows of the village Sawley. Kind beaven granted the where he had heard of di deceased a brief space in the quie- heaven, he reposes in tude and retirement of rural life to joyful resurrection at the gather up the forces of his spiritual My prayer is that eac! nature by reading, meditation, and member of the bere: prayer. Of late he had sown in may share in the tears, but it soon became evident that the discipline of earth was Blissful hope which Jesus fitting the tenant, pent in mortality,
The hope when days and
We all shall meet in heay for a more congenial clime. During the last evening passed with the
OLD MORTALITY ON ment, and rolls
conclude it to be Is it among the excellencies of a mind of the well-weighn of taste, that it loses, when the religion of opinions of the g Christ is concerned,' all the value of its writer. Surely discrimination?'
see, now that the JOHN FOSTER.
eloquent rage is 'I trust none in the present assembly will in what he has do me the injustice of supposing that any of overstatem reflection is intended upon the liturgy : though a Protestant Dissenter, I am by no charity, and un means insensible to its merits. I believe tion, of which i that the evangelical purity of its sentiments, heartily repent the chastised fervour of its devotion, and 1. Old Mo the majestic simplicity of its language, have combined to place it in the very first rank with what he of uninspired compositions.
religion of ta ROBERT HALL. believe that the
are incompatil DEAR MR. EDITOR, I have a word and imagination or two to say to Old Mortality' con- helpful attribut cerning his essay entitled 'Æsthetic same finely ad Cant,' though I have no intention of which the A seriously noticing the whole of it, full of differi for it glows so fiercely with the un- faculties as suppressed fire of personal excite. I instrumento
Dissenters, passionate tality' look honestly say fforts of the rgy are not died in the ffers for our Mortality' mis. strength, de
for the id in closing his i consistent perl a prayer in the tment,' (as Robert of Bishop Horsley), on his schismatic nes of some of the is chiefs of British y, irrelevantly as it und vainly; for I cannot hat those saintly spirits tholic sympathy would a deprecating hand above y ebullitions of sectarian , and earnestly conjured us ihough accidental diverg
verbal creed and ecclesias. City to the substantial affini.
faith and feeling—to those
Very faithfully yours,
LD MORTALITY ON
To the Editor of the Gen ral Baptist
DEAR MR. EDITOR, -I am a General Baptist, a liberal, a working Nonconformist, and a regular reader of | your Magazine, and cannot but take exception to some portions of ‘Old Mortality's' paper on sthetic Cunt in the current number.
Against the system of that worldly corporation that passes by the style and title of the Church of England,' I could feel as strongly as Old
heroines, who in Puritan times bore coun
unsel, effort, and purpose, they faithful testimony to the kingship soon rose to a position of comfort of Christ, the authority of the and respectability.
Secular pros. Bible, and the rights of conscience. perity advanced with the growing Little Hallam, a small hamlet about responsibilities of home. Their a mile south of Ilkeston, was the children grew up, as olive plants birthplace of this good Christian round about their table. They woman. She was born on the 12th were a family whom the Lord of August, 1784. Adam Taylor greatly blessed. The swelling tide records in history (vol. 2, p. 156) of domestic bliss now reached its that in this same year the meeting utmost limit, and the retreating house at Little Hallam was taken wave bore on its heaving breast the down, and a more substantial and husband and the father into the commodious erected in its ocean of the great unseen.
And stead at Ilkeston.' The little girl, now the stricken one begins to think, Hannah Twells, it may be was the who can tell; it may be the Lord child of parents, who in that age of has been preparing me for a time ecclesiastical domination and cor. like this, and brushing away her ruption, met for pure spiritual tears she entered on the cares and worship in the small unpretending toils of widowhood with a brave sanctuary, where in the fervour and and trusting heart, feeling the inpiety of his youth, John Goddard spiration of that animating promise: held forth the word of life, with God is a husband to the widow and a power and success. It would seem father to the fatherless in his holy that the family followed the ark of habitation. How nobly she did her God to its resting place, for before duty in this crisis of her social life fifteen summers had passed, the the children who still survive can village maiden had yielded to the testify; for they praise her in the drawings of a Saviour's love; sub. walks of life, and in the gates of mitted to the initiatory rite of the Zion. For their welfare as occuNew Testament church ; joined the pants of earth and as heirs of communion of saints at Ilkeston; immortality, she laboured and and commenced the pilgrim's journey prayed night and day with tears, to the skies. A pupil in the school and as one by one they rose to of Christ thus early, her mind grew virgin or manly prime, entered the in the highest wisdom, her character fold of the Good Shepherd, or took was shaped after the holiest models, their place in the great thoroughand her long life became an epistle fares of life, she rejoiced over them of commendation in honour of her with a widowed mother's joy. Once Lord. Called by the progress of and again have I been in that family time and its events to take her group,andwhen in thosequietevening position in the social economy of hours, we have sung one of the songs life, the subject of this notice re- of Zion, and the voice of prayer has solved that the counsels of holy writ gone up to the holy hills, I have should guide her steps. William felt, is not this the church in the Barnes West and Hannah Twells house ? is it not the gate of heaven? were one in faith, in baptism, and When first I knew our venerated in fellowship, anterior to the forma- friend she was descending the vale tion of the connubial bond. Unlike of life. Planted early in the garden many young men and maidens in of the Lord she grew like a cedar these days who appear to be wise in Lebanon, and brought forth fruit above what is written, they preceeded in old age.
For the long space on that sound philosophic maxim: of more than three score years this How can two walk together except wise virgin' trimmed her lamp, they be agreed? The benedictions of walked with God, honoured the heaven fell in rich abundance on the Saviour, and prepared for heaven. pious and loving pair. United in | To such an one death could have