in Him who made them all, and gives us many a Gospel lesson We are now in a vast city, containing Much grace prevails here; and also, What need we have to pray for in the works of creation. above 150,000 inhabitants. in such a multitude, much evil. the universal reign of Christian principles in all hearts; for the day when Glasgow and London and Turvey may present nothing but a population of the true followers of the Lord Jesus. When and how shall this come to pass? Times and seasons are in the Lord's hand, but the means of grace are put into ours. And I know of no means so immediately likely to promote the great event of general conversion, as the lively, steadfast, and exemplary conduct of Christian professors. I would wish to impress this strongly upon every one of your minds: you are answerable to God for the conduct of every hour, not only as it may affect your own individual state, but as it may, and must respect your families, your neighbours, and the church of God. The increase and prosperity of young converts, is closely connected with the manner in which older professors of religion so let their light shine before them, that they, seeing their good works, may glorify their Father which is in heaven. Be a united people; give no place to unkind suspicions, or jealousies, or words. Remember the golden rule, even so do ye unto others, as ye would that they should do unto you.' Keep your eye and your heart steadily fixed upon the cross of the Lord Jesus Christ. Walk happily, by walking wisely and holily. Maintain family prayer and instruction in your households, whenever it is practicable; and where it is not, be more earnest in secret prayer for the removal of all hindrances. Keep together as a people: encourage no divisions which break the peace of the church, and injure weak souls by many false delusions. A good Christian is a steady one. You that are in trouble, cast your cares upon the Lord, knowing that he careth for you. If God be with you, who can be against you? Think over past mercies, and see on whom you ought to trust. Do not dishonour Him by unbelieving doubts. He is faithful that has promised. May God answer my prayer for unity, peace, and concord. Hearken to the word of truth, from the lips of my faithful fellow-labourer: strengthen his hands, and encourage his heart. Pray much for me; I need it, for my labours are many, and I am weak; but the Lord is my strength. God bless every one of you; and may we, if God will, meet again in love and holy resolution. "So prays your affectionate pastor, "LEGH RICHMOND." It was during one of Mr. Richmond's excursions to Scotland, that he arranged for publication the very interesting diary and "Letter on the Principles of the Christian Faith," composed by Miss Sinclair, eldest daughter of the Right Hon. Sir John Sinclair, Bart., who died on the 22d May, 1818. There are few of our readers, we presume, who have not read the above production, addressed by Miss Sinclair to one of her younger sisters, without any intention of its meeting the public eye, or aiming at any thing beyond the private edification of her sister. It contains a very clear, scriptural, and able exposition of the principles of the Christian faith, accompanied by remarks which showed the influence of those principles in her own heart. At the request of the family, a memoir of Miss Sinclair was prefixed to the publication, by Mr. Richmond. It is foreign to our purpose to enter into any review of this interesting little work, which details the early growth and progress of divine grace in the heart of this young lady, who appears to have united the attainments of genuine piety with the endowments of the most cultivated mind. We have much pleasure in subjoining the following testimony, as one of the many instances of usefulness arising from the perusal of this little memoir : "Rev. Sir, "Being informed that you are writing the life of Mr. Richmond, I beg, through the medium of my much esteemed friend Mr. F., to inform you, how greatly I am indebted to the memoir of Miss Hannah Sinclair. I trust it is from no ostentatious wish to see my name in print, that I allude to the blessed change in my views and principles. Yet I do wish to give publicity to the little volume by which my mind was first drawn to the true principles of the word of God, and my heart rightly impressed by them. I would pay a tribute of respect to the memory of one who must be ever dear to my recollection, for benefits received from that excellent, letter of Hannah Sinclair; and I anxiously desire that her valuable memoir by Mr. Richmond, may be read with the same delight and benefit which accompanied my perusal of it. "I am, &c. "H. PHIPPS.' CHAPTER XV. Death of his infant-Marriage of his eldest daughter-Visit to the North of Ireland Texts on the walls of his church-Extract of a letter to his daughter F--.—Isle of Wight tour-Pastoral letter-Journal-His son Wilberforce's illness and death-Reflections -Marriage of his daughter H-.-Nugent's shipwreck, and death-Letters-Apoeryphal question-Mr. Richmond's opinion on the mode of preaching to the Jews-His sentiments on other subjects-Journey to Cromer-Conversation with the editor-Me ditation in his study. In the spring of 1821, Mr. Richmond lost his infant child. He gives the account of this event in a letter to his daughter; and he composed a few verses, to soothe the feelings of the mother, as well as to express his own. "Dear Mary, "Our dear delicate baby has taken his flight to a happier world! I write beside his unspeakably beautiful remains. Of all my twelve babes, I never clung to one like this-perhaps, because I never expected his life. He was formed for a higher state than this, and is taken away from the evil to come. He had an inflammation on the chest for a few days. He died in my arms--lovelier than the loveliest, calmer than the calmest. His previously languid eye suddenly illumined into heavenly brightness and vigour ; it looked at me with full intelligence-seemed to say, 'Farewell! I am going to Jesus!'and he was gone." HYMN FOR AN INFANT'S FUNERAL, Hark! how the angels, as they fly, "Welcome, dear babe, to Jesu's breast- To sing thy great Redeemer's love! "We left the heavens, and flew to earth, Obedient to thy Saviour's will, We stayed to love and guard thee still. "We thy protecting angels came, "When the resistless call of death "Now, with the lightning's speed, we bear We fly to bear thee to our King." Thus sweetly borne, he flies to rest : We have already noticed that Mr. Richmond, in his tour to Scotland, left his eldest daughter to the care of Dr. and Mrs. S., who resided near Glasgow. It was there that an attachment was formed between Miss Richmond and a clergyman of the Established Church of Scotland, whose profession and character rendered the connexion a source of peculiar gratification. He alludes to this circumstance in the following letter to one of his daughters: "My dear Love, "Was not this the day on which you were born? Why, then, I must now wish you many happy returns of it. But will they be happy, if you be not holy? How I long to see my dear F. still more decided-more spiritual-more given to holy thoughts, words, and works. Let not your mind be drawn aside by any thing that will steal your heart from God. Make no idols of books that carry away the imagination. I will give you a rule to judge whether an author is profitable in the perusal-Go directly from your book, and open your Bible; and, without partiality or hypocrisy, say which you embrace with the most delight. The answer will always show the state of your mind, and the profitableness and lawfulness of the book. "Become more serious. I am much pleased with the conscientious principles and behaviour of Mary and Mr. M., in their intercourse. He is a true Christian, and most affectionately attached to her. His views of faith and practice exactly accord with my own; he is too good a man to be light and trifling on such a solemn subject as a nuptial engagement. Mary's mind is sacredly and steadfastly made up, to love, honour, and obey him, as the partner of her heart, and the choice of her conscience. Oh! pray for the dear girl, and treat the question with sacred cheerfulness. My visit to Glasgow was blessed to the cultivation of pure regard and esteem with all the M- -s. I can resign her, with full hope and confidence, into God's hands. Do you the same; and when we return home, seek more opportunities of useful conversation. Attend, in the course of every day and hour, to the growth of your best and most ennobling principles of action. Much, very much time, which might be employed in an increasing meetness for the inheritance of the saints in light, is, I fear, lost. These things ought not so to be, my dear child. Time is short, eternity is at hand. It is a hard thing to be saved at all; and every lost hour, every idle word, every neglected opportunity, makes it more hard. It is a strait gate and narrow way to heaven, and (comparatively) few there be that find it. "Never be without a book, in daily reading, of a direct spiritual and devotional tendency; one that will make the vanities of time and sense appear unworthy of your notice. Always maintain with some one, if possible, a truly religious correspondence, calculated to bring Christ to the soul. Keep in hourly recollection that you are a great sinner, unworthy of all the comforts and enjoyments which you possess; and that without a Saviour inwardly known, all is as nothing. Examine for the proofs of a converted mind, in the grand act of faith on Jesus Christ. I cannot recommend you a more lively example than Mrs. Isabella Graham, the admirable aunt of Mr. M. Learn to love true religion in others, whoever they may be. Shun party prejudice, as the bane of charity and the curse of the church. God's love is not limited to us, and our division of the church of Christ; why then ought ours? Far be it from us to feel alienation from any whom He is leading heavenwards. "Pray think of the general tenour of this letter, for my sake, and for your own sake. I have much spiritual uneasiness about all my children, and most anxiously wish to see them grow in grace. Without this, all is dead. I want to see them useful to others around them, and patterns to one another, and comforts to me in all things." The union took place at Turvey, in the spring of 1822; and the writer of this Memoir had the pleasure of officiating on the occasion. On the day of Miss Richmond's marriage, her father addressed to her the following interesting letter: "I this day consign you, my beloved daughter, into the hands of one whom I believe to be a man of God, and who will watch over |