danger as sinners, while they refuse to repent,or to tell them of the love of the Saviour, and of what He had suffered in their stead, that they might be forgiven?

He replied I should like to tell them both.'

He said something about Sabbath School books, and I named several to him that were particularly interesting, and appropriate to his case. I mentioned also a little tract, which I thought would please him; it was called'Lead me to the Rock, that is higher than I,' and I asked him, if he knew what that text meant. He hesitated a moment and then re

plied,

‹ Yes sir, I think I do.'

What do you think it means?

'Jesus Christ,' he answered.

Once to-day, Nathan was left alone, with his mother, and the following conversation, as related by her to me, took place between them. He had been looking towards his mother with much affection for sometime, and then asked,

Mamma, if I die, shall you cry?'

His mother, surprised at the question, hardly knew what to say, but at length replied, I don't know why, Nathan?

'I should n't like to have you cry,' said he; ' and I should n't think you would, when I am going to a better world. Mamma, why can't you be good?'

I don't know Nathan,-she replied, I can't. 'Why yes, mamma, you can; only repent, and believe in the Lord Jesus Christ.'

Oct. 3. Found Nathan, this evening, more

comfortable. Soon after I went in, he asked his mother to get the Bible, and wished me to read a chapter to him. I inquired if there was any particular part he would prefer. His mother replied, that since my last visit he had selected a chapter for me to read when I should come again.

When his mother had brought the Bible, Nathan took it before him, as he sat up in the bed, and holding it in his lap, turned over the leaves to the 116th Psalm, beginning,

'I love the Lord, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.'

He read over aloud and slowly the first verse and then handed the book to me.

When I had read the third verse, • The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me; I found trouble and sorrow,' I made some remark, on the dreadful sorrow and trouble of those who refuse to repent while they have life and health, and come to a death bed unprepared. He interrupted me, saying,

I heard of a man who died lately, he died dreadfully; he -he was a wicked man,—and made a mock of religion,-and when he died, he shrieked dreadfully.'

And while I was reading one of the following verses, he spoke again of his own accord, saying,

When I think of the people, who will not come to God, it makes me feel dreadfully,—it seems as though I could cry, almost.'

Oct. 4.

Sabbath Evening. Went to see Na

than. He had been quite free from bodily suffering during the day. I asked him, if he had felt happy.

Yes sir,' said he, but I have had some wicked thoughts.'

Presently, in the course of conversation, I asked if he had been distressed with fear that he was not prepared to die.

'Yes sir,' he replied, sometimes I have,and I wanted to talk with somebody, to know whether I was prepared.'

Pretty soon, one of his little sisters came into the room, and while I was talking a few moments with her, I could hear him, as he lay on the pillow with his eyes closed, repeating to himself, several times over, in a low whisper,

Begone unbelief, my Saviour is near ;'
Begone unbelief, my Saviour is near.'

Before I left him, he asked to have prayers. I read the account of Paul and Silas, in the 16th chapter of the Acts. While reading, he would now and then make a remark, showing that he had read the chapter before.

As I attempted to explain how it was, that they while bound in prison, could sing praises to God, -and how all that really love the Saviour can be happy, even in affliction and severe bodily suffering, his countenance lighted up, as if he could bear witness, that

When I had finished the chapter, he said,

'Don't you think that the jailor and the family must have felt dreadfully, when they first saw themselves sinners?'

Before prayer he opened the Village Hymn Book, to find a hymn to be read, and spoke of two, which had given him ‘a great deal of comfort.'

And,

Oct. 14.

Begone, unbelief,

My Saviour is near;
And for my relief,

Will surely appear.'

"T is a point I long to know,
Oft it causes anxious thought,
Do I love the Lord or no,
Am I his, or am I not?'

Nathan was much more feeble to-
He was very

day than I have ever seen him.
pale, excepting a little spot of hectic on his
cheek. His limbs had been very painful all day,
and his feet, particularly, were swollen, as in the
last stages of consumption. He was, however,
perfectly pleasant and mild, although too sick to
be cheerful. He was unable to talk much, but
said, with very great interest, soon after I enter-
ed:-

'Dr. Jenks has been to see me to-day, and talked and prayed with me.'

I asked him, if he had been happy, when suffering so much pain.

'Pretty comfortable,' he replied; it seemed to me that my Saviour was near.'

What do you love to think about most, said I, when you are in pain?

'The Lord Jesus Christ,' he answered. Soon after, as I was looking silently at the sweet expression of his countenance, admiring the lovely image of piety and peace, he looked up with a gentle, pensive look, and drawing a long breath, almost with a sigh, and evidently in pain, said,

Oh! I long for heaven.'

It was not often that Nathan was able to engage in a connected conversation. The influence of disease was such as to prevent the close attention of his mind to any subject for any length of time.

Sometimes, however, I tried to converse with him, and confine the conversation to some particular subject, in order to see whether his views were clear and distinct. One day I went to see him, wishing to ascertain what he thought about sin. The following conversation took place.

'Have you ever thought, Nathan, how long you might expect to live?

He did not seem very ready to answer, and I could not understand what he said.

Well, Nathan, should you feel willing to go to-night, if it were God's will?

'Yes sir.'

Do you ever feel any anxiety, lest you should be deceived, and think you were prepared to die, when you were not?

"Yes sir, sometimes I do; and I feel as though I should like to know, whether I was readywhether I was going to heaven or not.'

Well, I should like to have you tell me what your feelings were, when you first thought of the subject, and what first led you to think of it