POETRY.

ON THE LAMENTED DEATH OF THE REV. J. GOADBY, OF ASHBY-DE-LA-ZOUCH.

ADIEU, dear friend! the Church has lost in thee
What she'll be long, perhaps, ere she can boast

Or realize again. To show thy worth,
That task to abler pens than mine I leave.
Attainments high, with piety combined;
Well tempered zeal, integrity sincere,

With humble meekness joined, and manners sweet:-
Capacious was thy mind, great was thy soul.
If these removed may claim a pitying tear,
Here let it fall-not for the saint deceased,
Now from the ills of mortal life made free;
Not for the man of God who dwelt on earth
Loved by his friends, and by his foes revered:-
He needs it not, but let the tear now flow
For those who mourn their valued pastor dead.

As Samuel, early called to know the Lord;

As Samuel, ready to obey his voice;
As Moses, faithful in the house of God;
As Job, resigned to each afflictive stroke,
Willing the Lord should give or take away.
A Boanerges in his Master's work,
A strong enforcer of his righteous laws.
Yet could he words of consolation speak
To weak believers, and to seeking souls.
He cried, "Behold! behold! the Lamb of God!
That from a ruined world takes sin away."
His treasures rich contained new things and old :
Nor shall his labours or his works be vain.
His doctrine was both Scriptural and sound,
His manner grave, affectionate, serene.
The sinner he laid prostrate in the dust,
Exalted high, to dignity divine

The Son of God, and honoured him with love
And worship-as he the father honoured.
The great atonement was his chosen theme,—
"He loved me and gave himself for me,"
That favourite text on earth, his great delight,
Will be in heaven above his endless joy.

GOADBY, dear name, farewell! No sculptor's art
Need to the world proclaim thy worthy deeds.
In every heart thy sacred memory lives,

While heaven's bright record owns thy valued name.

When Israel's fiery cars to us descend,
And snatch away our teachers and our sires,
Our eyes pursue them as they mount aloft;
We long to catch their mantle in their flight :-
On his beloved children may his fall!
When death's pale tokens dwelt upon his face,
Still it was deck'd with smiles of grace and love;
With heavenly peace he passed the vale of death,
His spirit angels hovered to receive.

All Hail! dear servant of the King of Kings,

We greet thy flight on angels' wings upborne,

As open wide the chrystal portals fly,

And avenues of pleasure lie revealed,

Through which to Jesu's throne they bear their charge,

The welcome of the blessed to enjoy.

There every wish, replenished with full draughts

Of vital pleasure, such as elevate

Angelic minds, and raise the noblest powers
Of saints in light.-Adieu, dear friend, adieu!
Till we shall meet in heaven to part no more.

THOS. JACKSON, Aged 71.

MISSIONARY OBSERVER.

EATRACT FROM A LETTER BY MRS. STUBBINS TO MR. DERRY. My dear and much-beloved friend,-It is some time since I wrote to you, and still longer since I heard from you. We received a letter from Mr. B., informing us that Miss D., accompanied with two other missionaries, would soon sail for India. We anticipate with pleasure their arrival. I take up my pen to tell you how much I rejoice with you on the opening of your new meeting-house, may I not say ours, for I shall identify myself with you? May the glory of the latter house be greater than that of the former. I must tell you how we are getting on. The Sabbath before last, June 6th, our new chapel was opened. With the exception of a Catholic chapel, which in India are only a remove beyond heathen temples, it is the first place erected exclusively for the worship of God in Berhampore. It is a neat substantial building, 384 feet by 44 inside, with the enclosed verandah. It will accommodate a large number of natives, who, sitting as they do on the floor, occupy less room than Europeans. Of the latter we do not expect a large congretion at this station. There is a baptistry in front of the pulpit, and three small vestries. In order that the pulpit, like every thing else, may be as cold as possible, pretty effect to the whole. The chapel has doors and windows on all sides to admit as bars are substituted for solid wood, and lined with turkey-red twill, which gives a much air as possible, and venetian blinds instead of glass. The day on which it was opened was one of deep interest to us, and we wished our dear friends at home could have shared our pleasure. In the morning Mr. Stubbins preached from Exodus xx. and part of the 24th verse, "In all places where I record my name,” &c. In the afternoon the ordinance of the Lord's-supper was administered; brother Wilkinson delivered an address in English, and Pooroosootum in Oriya. The greater part of our communicants were Oriyas. Mr. S. added a few words, and then proceeded to dispense the sacred emblems of a Saviour's love. It was sweet thus to unite with a few trophies of that love, and to pray that they may be but precursors of a happy throng who shall one day fill this house of prayer. In the evening brother W. preached in English, from "Acquaint now thyself with him." The sermon was interesting and very edifying. The chapel is only a few yards from our house; it is by the road side, and in a place where two ways meet. Since I wrote the above several Sabbaths have passed on; every occasion some heathen have been present. At our Oriya services last Sabbath, an intelligent looking brahmin who was passing by entered the chapel; his eyes were fixed on Mr. S. during the whole of the sermon. Mr. S. has lately attended two festivals, one on the coast near Gapalpore, and also the rut festival. In visiting the latter he was accompanied by brother W., Pooroosootum, and Lochindas. It is the largest local festival in the neighbourhood. A number of books were disposed of to advantage: many will be carried into remote places, never visited by a missionary, and where, but for these silent messengers, the gospel would remain unknown. A few weeks ago a large festival took place at Pooree-it was a bathing festival, and occurs only once in 400 years. The Hindoos say by attending its bathing, &c., that Jhum, the king of hell, has no more power over them; and that the guilt of seven generations will be expiated. It must have been a very large festival, as thousands crowded the road leading to Juggernaut-it is indeed affecting to see them thus given up to idolatry. Mr. S. distributed books to a number of pilgrims as they returned.

My dear children continue to afford upon the whole much satisfaction. They are delighted with the idea of a young lady coming from England, and often inquire if she have left for India. The new girls are not at present able to read the Scriptures; but generally speaking, understand the leading doctrines of the Bible. They are particularly interested in some parts of the Old Testament, such as the histories of Noah, Daniel, Elisha, &c. My plan is to relate to them some portions of Scripture, say for instance, some of the miracles performed by Christ, and when we next meet I require them to tell me all they can remember of the lessons pre

viously given, asking a number of questions, to elicit the meaning, &c. I am often pleased to find that some of thein remember all the facts after hearing them once; others require them to be repeated several times. On some occasions I have been encouraged by observing that the warnings and examples of Scripture produce a considerable effect on their conduct. I will mention only one instance. On Lord's-supper days, we have a collection for the benefit of a small fund for inquirers who give up all for Christ. The children are delighted to give a part of the money they gain in the shape of reward tickets. One Sabbath two of the girls gave only a part of the pice they had obtained for the purpose of the collection, and spent the remainder in sweetmeats. I directed them to the history of Anninias and Sapphira, and endeavoured to convince them that they had acted in a similar way: it had the desired effect. Referring to the subject the other day they observed, "When we heard of Annanias and Sapphira we were much afraid, and will never again keep back what we obtain for the Lord's work." Having the children entirely under our own care is an immense advantage. They not only lose caste, but every vestige of the regard they formerly entertained for idols, &c. The rut festival held in Berhampore is a general holiday; and while many have a vague notion of the spiritual good which a sight of Moha Proba (great lord) will impart, others attend with similar or worse motives than actuate persons to attend a pleasure fair. Our children are occasionally allowed to go to Berhampore, but I have not heard one of them express a wish to visit it on the occasion alluded to. While, however, we have much cause for gratitude that several are, we trust, the subjects of divine grace, and express a desire to unite with his people, we have to lament that others evince no disposition to bow to the peaceful sceptre of Jesus. You will not, I feel assured, forget to pray that the Spirit of God may so operate upon our beloved charge that not one may be left behind in the great day of final account. I have referred to the Rut Jattra: I did not see Jugganath brought out of his temple, but was present the other evening when he returned. This car is much smaller, and in every way inferior to the one at Pooree; the top is covered with coloured silk or cotton, the bottom with blue, red, and black cloth. A large concourse of persons, perhaps 20,000, some of them were from a considerable distance. Mr. S., accompanied by a pious friend, high in office, and several native christians, took his stand upon some large stones near the car, and soon collected a good congregation, many of whom heard attentively and received books eagerly. I staid down in the verandah of a house, a little distance from the crowd, and entered into conversation with some of the women, who attend in great numbers on such occasions. They admitted that there is one supreme and holy being; but inquired, How can we worship a God whom we cannot see? Have you a spirit? Yes. Can you see it? No. How then can you expect to see the Supreme Spirit. With this they seemed satisfied, but added, As you attend to holiness, and speak true words, why do you kill cows, c. You are I think, aware, that the cow is an object of worship. When visiting a village the other morning, a woman held out her hand, and begged I would tell her fortune, and especially that I would tell her when her husband, who had been absent many years, would return. I told her I could not tell her that, but would tell her what God had revealed of infinite importance. In labouring amongst the Hindoos we are required to walk by faith and not by sight. On some occasions I am encouraged by the attention manifested by the women I visit, but sometimes when returning from the bazaars or villages, I cannot help exclaiming I have laboured in vain and have spent my strength for nought; but then I remember some precious promise such as, "Every idol shall be utterly abolished." "Ask of me and I will give thee the Heathen for thine inheritance," &c. We are diligently to use the means and confidently to expect the blessing. God has said, "My word shall not return unto me void," and though the grass may grow over our graves before much of the seed we now sow in tears shall spring up, yet the word of the Lord standeth sure, his promises cannot fail. Those who sow and those who reap will rejoice together. O that christians were awake, then would the windows of Heaven be opened, and a blessing be poured out until there should not be room to receive it.

When speaking of the school I forgot to tell you that we have recently refused several destitute girls for want of funds, out of 28 we have at present only subscribers to support about six. It grieves me to the heart to turn away these hapless wanderers.

seasons.

I am happy to say my beloved husband is now as well as he usually is in rainy In damp weather he is susceptible of colds. Berhampore, on account of its high situation, is more healthy than many other stations. I feel very thankful that brethren Lacey and Sutton, who have so long borne the heat and burden of the day, are in excellent health. They are as active and as much in their element With much love to all Friends,

as ever.

Your's ever affectionately,

LETTER FROM JOHN POYNDER, ESQ.

WE have much pleasure in inserting the following letter to our friend Mr. Peggs. The suggestion respecting petitions for the entire separation of the British government from the temple of Juggernaut, to be pre. sented to her majesty, and himself offering to present them, is worthy of particular consideration. Let our Churches take this

hint.

"Boro' Road, Oct. 19th, 1841. "My dear Sir,-All is right but Juggernaut. This £6000 per annum is so foul and fatal that every effort must be made against it as if nothing were yet done. 'Nil actum reputans dum quid superessit agendum.' Glory be to God, however, much, very much, is done, and to him be ALL the glory! Worthy is the Lamb, and be alone. It is an honour that none, not even Luther, shall dare to think of sharing. However, petitions must yet begin against

E. STUBBINS.

this detestable and monstrous money pay. ment,* for which there is actually less than no pretence.

Have you seen the late awful account in the Times, of the festival of Juggernaut, so late as 1840! I don't know how they get it, but doubt not its truth. It is most awful and appalling; and, in one sense, so much the better that it is as bad as it is, seeing that God can bring the greatest good out of the worst evil. Yet will you believe it, that it is quite as bad as ever Dr. Bu. chanan told thirty years past. And Lord Auckland, and the Directors declare that this is to be for all time. No! not if God be pleased to prevent it, and the people of England do their duty.

"Ever your's

"JOHN POYNDER." *Remember, to the queen especially; and if spared I will present any you may send.

BAPTISM OF CONVERTS IN CAFFRELAND, SOUTH AFRICA. On the first Sabbath of June, I had the very great happiness of baptizing fifteen adult Caffres, and six children. We had a special service for the interesting occasion of so many Caffres being received at once. The assembly was unusually large. I publicly questioned the candidates on all the fundamental and practical doctrines of the gospel. (Query-the children!) The answers were most satisfactory. The impression was deep and solemn in no ordinary degree. We felt as though the Lord were indeed with us. The attention of the most careless was completely secured.

and are in heaven with our hearts. Now we lay down our money here; the money is like a thing that has power, by which God works to send his word to all nations. Now, with our money, we must lay down our hearts; we must stoop, be humble before God. The word of God has power; it does great things. There are Englishmen; there are Hottentots; here am I a Caffre, and we are all one, and seeking one thing, by the word of God."

One of the Caffres, whom I have just baptized, made a very beautiful and appropriate speech; amongst other things, he said, "Our teacher tells us, and it is true, the service of the mouth is nothing; we must lift up our hearts to God; we must give our hearts to him. Heaven is a place where we do not go with our feet, (mean ing, we cannot now go there and be with God in our bodies,) we go with our souls,

A Hottentot, one of my elders, uttered one beautiful and important Idea, he said, "When children work for their parents, they do not lose by it. They work for themselves at the same time. They get a share of it. It is the same with us. If we try to send the Gospel to all men, we work for a good Father; he does not, he will never let us work for nothing." Let all members of all Churches feel these truths and act upon them, and we shall not require any more extraordinary efforts to make up deficiencies in the funds.

W. H. Burton, Printer, Leicester.