who walks fteadily and boldly forward. The former is Fearful; he is alarmed at every thing he fees and hears; he is afraid of his own fhadow. The diftant echo of reverberating thunder ftrikes terror into his heart; the autumnal breeze, rustling through the falling leaves, makes him afraid; the neighbouring torrent, as it tumbles down the mountain ravine, causes him to fear. He cannot endure darkness, neither can he bear the light. He is afraid of company, yet he fears to be left alone. Now he is fleeing when there is none pursuing.

How different the fearless man! See how boldly he walks along. The gloom of night is nothing to him: he appears to fear no evil. While others are running, he stands his ground; while they are afraid, his heart is ftrong.

This emblem is descriptive of two characters : of the Righteous and of the Wicked. It is the wicked who flee when none pursue. Their guilty conscience transforms every object into an enemy; therefore they are in fear where no fear is, and flee away in terror.

A Chriftian king of Hungary, talking one day with his brother, who was a gay, thoughtless courtier, upon the fubject of a future judgment, was laughed at by his brother for indulging in "melancholy thoughts." The king made no reply. There was a cuftom in that country that if the executioner founded a trumpet before any man's door, that man was led inftantly to death. The king ordered the trumpet to be founded that night

before the door of his brother, who on hearing the dismal found, and feeing the meffenger of death, was greatly alarmed. He fprang into the prefence of the king, befeeching to know how he had offended. "Alas, my brother!" replied the king, you have never offended me; but if the fight of my executioner is fo dreadful, shall not we, who have fo greatly offended God, fear to be brought before the judgment-feat of Chrift ?"

M. Volney, a French infidel, it is well know was frightened during a ftorm, while fome Christian ladies, his fellow-paffengers, bore all with unruffled composure. M. Voltaire, a Frenchman alfo, and of the fame ftamp, affected to defpife the Chriftian religion during life; yet on his death-bed he fent to Dr. Tronchin, a prieft, to adminifter to him the facrament. It was affirmed of him that he was afraid to be left alone in the dark.

The righteous man is afraid of nothing but fin. He goes forward in the path of duty, though dangers grow thick around him. He enters the burning, fiery furnace, and grapples with its curling flames. He defcends into the den of lions, the king of beafts crouches at his feet. In the ftorm at midnight, toffed upon the raging billows, he is calm in the prefence of the God he ferves, and to whom he belongs. In earthquake's fhock, when temples are falling, earth opening, and ruin reigns around, he ftands fearless amid the defolation, exclaiming, "Therefore will we not fear, though the earth be

removed out of its place." Defcending the dark vale of death itself, he fays exultingly, "Though I walk through the valley and fhadow of death, I will fear no evil." And when the last enemy ftands full in his prefence, he fings triumphantly:

"Lend, lend your wings; I mount-I fly !
O grave, where is thy victory?

O death where is thy fting?"

"They profefs that they know God; but in works they deny him."-TITUS i. 16. "If any love the world, the love of the Father is not in him."-1 JOHN ii. 15.

THE TWO WORLDLINGS.

Lo! here fpread out the plains of heavenly light,
And narrow way, that ends where all is bright.
Behold, with globes upon the lightfome green,
To different work addreff'd, two men are feen.
With careless eafe one rolls his globe along,
And follows after full of mirth and fong;
The other strives to move his world's vaft weight,
Up-hill, toward the brightly fhining gate:

He ftrives in vain; the globe, though in the track,
Still downward tending, drives him farther back,
And though they feem contrary roads to go,
They meet together in the vale below.

Thus fome purfue an open courfe of fin;
Some Chrift profefs, yet hold the world within.
Though thefe appear to play a different game,
Their fate is equal, and their end the fame.

In the engraving, two men are seen employed in rolling globes. The one on the right hand has very easy work of it; he is going down hill; his globe rolls on rapidly. He follows after with great glee and merriment; foon he is out of fight below. The man on the left is feen with his globe in the path that leads to the gate of brightness. He is ftriving to make his way toward the gate of light, with the ponderous world before him. In vain he struggles, and heaves, and lifts; it ftill preffes down upon him, and bears him backward, till at length he finds himself at the bottom of the valley, where he meets his neighbour, who laughs heartily at him for taking fo much trouble to effect what he accomplished fo easily.

This picture represents two kinds of worldly characters, who both equally miss of heaven in the end. The gate of light shows the entrance to the New Jerufalem; the pathway fignifies the way of holiness, leading thereunto; the man on the right, rolling his ball along fo gaily, represents the professed man of the world. He has chofen honours, riches, and pleasures for his portion. Thefe, combined, form the deity that he worfhips. Where they lead, he follows; where they tarry, there he also abides; hence he turns his back upon the way of life, and upon the glories of the upper world. He is no hypocrite-not he; he glories in his conduct; he will have nothing to do with church or minister, prayerbook or Bible. He fays in his heart, "There is