Ivy, clinging round the tree, OLD HUMPHREY'S INQUIRIES. Art thou a pilgrim? dost thou travel straight Is he thy sword and shield in peril's hour? Then art thou rich indeed: if not, thou'rt poor. WHO ART THOU? Art thou young, and this world dost thou love? Hast thou number'd the years of a man? Oh, think then in time of thine end; Though thy griefs may be many-though life be a span, Yet God is thy Father and Friend: To thy Friend, man of grief, to thy Friend! Art thou aged in years and in woes, And weary, and worn, and oppress'd? There's a peace for the pilgrim, a place of repose, "JESUS DIED." With erring heart I went astray And softly whisper'd, "Jesus died." Offended at that sudden sound, But still the voice was heard around, Then Justice cross'd my path, and stood, "Come forth, thou traitor to thy God," And faintly answered, "Jesus died." E'en as I falter'd forth the word, He strove his blushing face to hide, COURAGE, CHRISTIAN. Though thy sins were untold as the sands, And the rent and the stream at his side. So long as thy Saviour shall reign, So long will his promise remain, And thy pardon and peace be secure. The glowing piety apparent in some of the preceding contributions, and others in this volume, partook of a more subdued and chastened character in the Christian life of their author. His piety was indeed of a quiet and unobtrusive character. With great meekness, he would at times refer to the lowly, abasing views of himself which possessed his mind. He felt that he must lie very low at the foot of the cross, seeking for salvation only for the righteousness' sake of his divine Redeemer. But whatever were the sentiments as to his own religious experience, those who knew him best in the family circle, or in the intimacy of friendship, felt that they might, without irreverence, apply to him the Saviour's commendation of Nathaniel: "Behold an Israelite indeed, in whom is no guile !" CHAPTER VI. LAST DAYS OF OLD HUMPHREY. YEARS passed away in active literary engagements, until Mr. Mogridge became a real "Old Humphrey.” But with advancing age came weakness and affliction; chiefly from the effects of a sprained ankle. He thus describes the occasion of his inconvenience and pain :-"I was returning home late, (sadly too late for one of my years, for it was eleven o'clock at night, but I had been unexpectedly detained,) when suddenly I set my foot on a broken flag-stone. Something gave a snap, but at the moment so intense was my agony, that I knew not whether it was my leg, or a piece of wood on the flag-stone. A deathly coldness came over me, and I thought that my senses were about to leave me; so, steadying myself against a closed shop-window, I awaited the crisis. perspiration having somewhat relieved me, and being near my abode, I hopped to some palisades by the road-side, and, with the assistance they afforded me, contrived to reach my own habitation. What a blessing it is to be calm and collected in bodily affliction! This has hitherto almost always been A cold |