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and the three great rivers intersecting the canal carry off the superfluous water to the sea. The former, therefore, are the feeders, and the latter the dischargers of the great trunk of the canal. A number of difficulties must have arisen in accommodating the general level of the canal to the several levels of the feeding streams; for, notwithstanding all the favorable circumstances of the face of the country, it has been found necessary in many places to cut down
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and marshy grounds of such a length and magnitude that with a protest nothing short of the absolute command over multitudes
could have accomplished an undertaking, whose immensity is only exceeded by the Great Wall. These gigantic embankments are sometimes carried through lakes of several miles in diameter, between which the water is forced
to a height considerably above that of the lake; and in such situations we sometimes observed this enormous aqueduct gliding along at the rate of three miles an hour.'
But a canal of such magnitude and extent must of necessity be furnished with locks or some other contrivance by which vessels may pass from one elevation to another. This contrivance is represented in the wood-cut heading paper in which we behold
A CANAL BOAT PASSING A SLUICE. But as the plan adopted by the Chinese is different from that common amongst us, it requires a little explanation. At the end of the canal, they build an inclined plane of freestone, at an angle of about forty degrees, which is constantly kept smooth, and the vessel that has to be raised from the lower to the upper, is dragged up by means of cables and capstans, sometimes two and sometimes six of the latter, which are placed above the plane. Each windlass has four bars, manned by ten to sixteen men, who are supported at the public expense. Having once made the ascent, the vessel descends by the force of gravity into the upper canal by means of another but shorter inclined plane. When the vessel has to pass from the upper to the lower canal, the labour is of course less, as she has only to be dragged up the shorter inclined plane, when she glides down the longer one of herself. According to Dr. Dinwiddie, as quoted by a writer in the Penny Magazine, some of whose remarks we have embodied in this article, the floodgates of the Chinese are preferable to English locks in every situation where the canal is nearly level, and are con
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structed at a quarter of the expense. The inclined plane, down which the boats are launched, and up which they are drawn, is a mode superior to our practice, for besides their being cheaper, they are much more expeditious. The time employed in one instance observed, was only two and a half minutes, and in another about three minutes. May we not hope that these facilities of intercourse shall be found contributing to the diffusion of Christian knowledge and Christian piety?
THE CHILD OF A HUNDRED YEARS.
(Continued from page 107.) Her allusions to heaven and hell were oppressively awful, sending a thrill through our very frames; and I felt my own soul struggling to bear up under the awe which settled on all present at her words. Yet her words, repeated here, must utterly fail to convey the ideas which they gave from her lips. “O they are so happy there!' Speaking of heaven, “They fly there, they embrace each other, they serve God, they worship the Saviour, and’_her mind seemed to travel on amid glories where human speech failed to follow.
But when one directed her thoughts towards hell, the expression of her face seemed to convey more meaning at a flash, than (were it possible) all human language condensed into a single sentence, and she exclaimed in tones of strange and melancholy sweetness, ' It's Awful! It's AWFUL!! O IT IS AWFUL !!! 0, I cannot describe to you how it looks!'
At such times her exhortations to faithfulness were moving beyond description. “Tell the teachers in the Sabbath Schools to be faithful. She said to a sister in Christ near her. O you will be faithful! I know you will. You will come soon.'
• Ann, how do you now feel for sinners ?'
• I feel more for them than ever I did in my life. They don't realize their sins, they don't realize their condition. They must realize their condition before they will repent.'
But how can you be so happy, as they say, and yet feel distressed for sinners!'
0,' she replied quickly, 'I am happy in my Saviour--I am happy in myself. It is for them only that I feel distressed.'
Can you realize now how the Saviour could be perfectly happy himself, and yet feel distressed on account of sinners ?'
O the Saviour felt infinitely more for sinners than I do. It is awful to think of. He must of course have felt for them, for be realized their condition more than I can.
Then addressing a friend by her bed-side, for whom she had felt a deep concern, she said, ' Are you not afraid you will lose your soul? Do repent now. Repentance is something which must be done immediately.'
And when her younger brother, whom she bad entreated, and for whom she prayed much, promised to give his heart to Christ,
• Oh!' she replied, you must struggle ; you must struggle. You
must not think conversion is the end. It is only the beginning. Christians must struggle every day if they would be with Christ.
Ann,' one asked, do you have to struggle now?"
0, no! Because my Saviour is come; He is with me; He belps me to move my head, and everything. You know, father, I never talked before as I do to-night, not even when I was well--I never used to speak so quick—I never could tell my feelings before. A little while ago, I could not lift my head as I can now, but the Saviour now helps me to do everything. It don't seem as if I was going to die, only to go to Heaven. "It's wonderful ! it's wonderful! I thought I should grow weaker and weaker, but I feel stronger and stronger. I am as happy as I can be, even if I don't
go to heaven.' On observing her distressed for her brother, one said, 'You must commit him to God, and if you delight yourself in the Lord he has promised to give you the desire of your heart.'
'I know it,' said she,' but then I must be faithful, and do what I can. Christians must be faithfulmangels are faithful that is what makes them so happy.'
This is a feeble description—all description must be feeble of her appearance and conversation during part of a single evening. And it is a specimen of her prevailing state of mind, except that her failing strength, and severe paroxysms of pain forbade her utterance; and the ecstacy and supernatural light of her countenance were absent, so that she resembled herself again, most of the time. At such times she said, "She felt as if she was let down from heaven.? But even then she would often speak out of silence, and say, ' Faith can triumph over death!' and other expressions full of joy, peace, and triumph.
At one time she thus said: “The blood of Jesus cleanseth from all sin.' One asked her : • Ann, do you feel as though you are cleansed from all sin ?'
'Yes,' she replied, “but I find I can sin yet.'
'How,' she was asked, “ do you think you have sinned since you became so happy ?'
* By forgetting my Saviour,' she replied, 'I thought too much of my cough, but Christ is with me still.'
She showed not only by this answer, but her whole conversation and deportment that she was far from any fanatical notions of perfection ; this defective faith in Jesus, though but an instant, and occasioned by an irritating cough, was inexcusable.
Once or twice after she had enjoyed this heavenly rapture, her symptoms were so mitigated that hopes were entertained of her recovery. On being asked, she told her father that she was willing to get well if it pleased God, but would prefer to go if it were referred to her choice.
Of a few dollars in money which belonged to her, she directed a small part to be expended in tokens of affection to give to her brothers and sisters, and said to her mother concerning the rest, "If there is any way to do so, I wish it might be laid out for the benefit of the poor slaves; it is so hard to be in bondage, and theirs is a bondage both of the soul and body.'
When her time drew near to depart, she said : · Father, how
long do you think it will be before I shall be through? Not long, my daughter, death has already taken place in a part of your system. Is the Saviour with you still? Do you feel happy as death approaches ?'
Yes, sir,' she replied, “But I can't think, what is the reason?' Her father explained to her that the brain, the organ which the mind employs in thought, was yielding to death. Yes,' she added, but the soul will continue to think independent of the body for ever.'
When within a few hours of her end, she requested her uncle to sing the hymn containing the verse,
• When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,' And being told and perceiving that she could stay but a little while that she was sinking rapidly—she raised her hands, clapped them together, and shouted, so that with open doors she might have been heard through the ball into the street-'Glory! Glory! Glory! I'm going home!'
And when the pangs of dying became insupportable, so that she could not suppress a slight exclamation or groan, she would prolong the groan into singing! and shortly after she joined those who have returned, and come to Zion with songs, and everlasting joy upon their heads. • Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace.'
The death of our sister must have struck all as fulfilling the spirit and principle of the prophecy of the text; that the young shall die with the mature piety of age.
It was anciently a common feature in the piety of aged saints, that their dying words seemed to be dictated by inspiration, Thus the dying patriarch called his sons around him, and gave them instructions which were as the oracles of God. Such seemed to be the conversation of our sister. Everything she said seemed so perfectly adapted to the age, condition, and circumstances of those whom she addressed, or for whom she sent messages, that an Elder of this church remarked on leaving her room, on that remarkable night, that if Christ had been there and spoken, it seemed to him that he would have said the same things. She was carried entirely out of herself, and the Saviour seemed to be her 'wisdom, righteousness, sanctification, and redemption.” 1st Cor. i. 30.
Others of our brethren have died happily–died triumphantly, and while the room appeared to them full of angels; but, in one respect, this departure has been peculiar. Her reason was unshaded and clear through the whole ; and she had the power of speech so that she could tell you just how she felt, and why she felt thus. She was con
stantly on her guard lest she should say something of herself which was not strictly true, and where she was in the least uncertain would reply that the could not tell. And she applied those high and awful texts which speak of christians being one with Christ as he is one with the Father, to her own experience, with as much clearness and precision, as common christians do the commonest truth. Now will
be contented to die accursed ? at 100 years to sink under the double weight of age and wrath?
Who of you, my hearers, but especially who of you that are young, will now commence her life, that you may die her death? On whom shall her descending mantle fall? Remember, each one, that the same promises which she pleaded, and by which she overcame, are open unto you; and the same, nay, even greater blessings are in store. May God of his boundless mercy grant each one of flee to the Lamb of God, forsaking every sin, and living and dying you may be found in him.
AMEN AND AMEN.
RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED TO HER PARENTS.
Was thy brief pilgrimage below;
And wreaths immortal crown thy brow.
That graced thy parents' choice parterre;
Of clustering roses rich and rare.
He was an angel sent by Heaven;
And took the boon his love had given.
Though mourning ʼneath affliction's rod,
That thou didst rear a plant for God.
REVIVAL IN THE SABBATH SCHOOL AT CHARLINCH.
(Continued from page 80.) But what are the fruits exhibited in the lives of those who have been so remarkably awakened?
What change has taken place in the conduct of the children and young persons ?
The external conduct of all of them has been altered in this respect, that, whereas they were before lovers and