and green above her grave, while he listens to the recital of this simple and homely, but not altogether worthless tale. The Sabbath. "I have ever found," says the great lord chief justice Hale, "that a due observation of the duty of Sunday, has ever had joined to it a blessing upon the rest of my time; and the week that has been so begun, has been blessed and prosperous to me; and, on the other side, when I have been negligent of the duties of this day, the rest of the week has been unsuccessful and unhappy to my own secular employments. So that I could easily make an estimate of my success the week following, by the manner of my passing this day. And I do not write this lightly, but by long and sound experience." Anecdote of President Davies. THIS great divine, originally a poor boy of Hanover, Virginia, but for his extraordinary talents and piety, early advanced to the professorship of Princeton College, crossed the Atlantic to solicit means for completing that noble in stitution. His fame, as a mighty man of God, had arrived long before him. He was, of course, speedily invited up to the pulpit. From a soul at once blazing with gospel light, and burning with divine love, his style of speaking was so strikingly superior to that of the cold sermon readers of the British Metropolis, that the town was presently running after him. There was no getting into the churches where he was to preach. The coaches of nobility stood in glittering ranks around the long neg. lected walls of Zion; and even George the Third, with his royal consort, borne away by the holy epidemic, be came humble hearers of the American orator. Blest with a clear, glassy voice, sweet as the notes of the Harmonica, and loud as the battle kindling trumpet, he poured forth the pious ardor of his soul with such force that the honest monarch could not repress his emotions; but starting from his seat with rolling eyes and agitated manner, at every turning period he would exclaim, loud enough to be heard half way over the church: "Fine! fine! fine preacher! faith, a fine preacher! Why-why-whyCharlotte! This beats our Archbishop!" The people stared at the king. The man of God made a full stop, and fixing his eyes upon him, as would a tender parent upon a giddy child, cried aloud, "When the lion roars the beasts of the forest tremble: and when the Almighty speaks let the kings of the earth keep silence." The monarch shrunk back into his seat, and behaved, during the rest of the discourse, with the most respectful attention. The next day he sent for Dr. Davies, and after complimenting him highly as an "honest preacher," ordered him a check of a hundred guineas for his college. The Family Bible. THE following lines, which have been for some years great favorites with the public, were originally published in a Charleston, (S. C.,) paper. The author was an English gentlemen of the finest talents, who had been in a very heavy mercantile business with his father and brothers, in Liverpool, and had frequently occasion to visit this country. The most romantic vicissitudes overtook him and his nearest relatives, such as the most vivid fancy could scarcely conceive. A free life, in part the cause of his own immediate reverses, so much impaired his health as to compel his departure to a southern climate, where, happily, although late in life, the effects of early religious impressions, and the remembrance of the pious precepts of his long lost father, produced a radical change in his heart, and gave a new impulse to the muse, which years before had often delighted and astonished the lovers of song. The beautiful pathos of the following effusion will be doubly relished after a knowledge of the foregoing cir cumstances: "How painfully pleasing the fond recollection When blest with parental advice and affection, Surrounded with mercies-with peace from on high I still view the chairs of my sire and my mother, That Bible, the volume of God's inspiration, At morn, and at evening could yield us delight; Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we parted; And wander unknown on a far distant shore. Blest Bible, the light and the guide of the stranger, I'll hasten and flee to the promised land; Hail, rising the brightest and blest of the morning, Shall scatter the darkness and brighten my gloom I'll bow to adore him, but not in a manger, Though age and misfortune press hard on my feelings In raptures of joy be forever adoring The God of the Bible that lay on the stand. The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible, The Family Bible, that lay on the stand. Filial Affection Rewarded. A VETERAN Worn out in the service of France was reduced, without a pension, although he had a wife and three children to share his wretchednesss. His son was placed at a military school, where he might have enjoyed every comfort, but the strongest entreaties could not induce him to taste anything but bread and water. The Duke de Choisel being informed of the circumstance, ordered the boy before him, and required the reason of his abstemiousness. The boy with a manly fortitude replied, "Sir, when I had the honor of being admitted to the protection of this royal foundation, my father conducted me hither-we came on foot. On our journey the demands of nature were relieved by bread and water. I was received here; my father blessed me and returned to the protection of a helpless wife and family. As long as I can remember, bread, of the commonest kind, with water has been their daily subsistence, and even that is earned by every species of labor that honor does not forbid. To this fare, sir, my father has returned; and while he, and my mother, and my sisters are compelled to endure such food, is it possible that I can selfishly enjoy the bounteous plenty of my gracions sovereign ?" The Duke felt this tale of nature, gave the boy three louis d'ors for pocket money, and promised to procure his father a pension. The boy begged that the louis d'ors might be sent to his father, which with the patent of his pension was immediately done. The boy was patronized by the Duke, and became one of the best officers in the French service. Boerhaave. It is recorded of this truly great man, "that his knowledge, however uncommon, held in his character but the second place; his virtue was yet more uncommon than his learning. He was an admirable example of temperance, fortitude, humility, and devotion. His piety, and a religious sense of his dependence on God, was the basis of all his virtues, and the principle of his whole conduct. He was too sensible of his weakness to ascribe anything to himself, or to consider that he could subdue passion, or withstand temptation by his own natural power; he attributed every good thought, and every laudable action to the father of goodness. Being once asked by a friend, who nad often admired his patience under great provocation, whether he knew what it was to be angry, and by what means he had so entirely suppressed that impetuous and ungovernable passion? He answered with the utmost frankness and sincerity, that he was naturally quick of resentment, but that he had by daily prayer and meditation, at length attained to this mastery over himself. As soon as he rose in the morning, it was, throughout his whole life, his practice to retire for an hour to private prayer and meditation. This, he afterwards told his friends, gave him spirit and vigor in the business of the day, and this he therefore commended as the best rule of life; for nothing, he knew, could support the soul in all distresses, but a confidence in the Supreme Being, nor can a steady and rational magnanimity flow from any other source, than a consciousness of the Divine favor. Religion. THE genius of christianity which is from God, like the solar fire, moves in a sphere of its own, far above earthly things; while it penetrates our mundane elements without being contaminated by them, it gives beauty and loveliness to every object and to every scene to which it imparts its life-giving energies, and over which it pours its celestial radiance. It touches the heart of the proud man, and he becomes humble as a little child; it touches the heart of the sensualist, and he becomes pure and heavenly; it touches the affections of the covetous, and he becomes liberal; it touches the chain of caste, and it melts; it touches the idols of the heathen, and they fall to the ground like Dagon before the ark of God; it touches the heart of savages, and they take their places among civilized men; it sends down its fructifying showers on the barren wilderness, and it blossoms like the rose; it smiles upon the desert, and the wilderness, and |