English Protestant Martyrs, compiled from Fox and other Writers, by T. Smith. London: Wright. 1839.

THIS Compilation, giving an account of the martyrs who suffered in the reign of Queen Mary, should be in the hands of every Protestant in her Majesty's dominions. It is published in a cheap form, and contains many valuable and important documents, relative to those horrible burnings which so disgrace the page of our English history. Let us as Protestants beware, lest, through the indignations of a just God, the same workings of Popery come upon us.

A Discourse preached in the Parish Church of Huddersfield at the opening of the Church of England Collegiate School in that town, by the Rev. W. Sinclair, M.A., Incumbent of St. George's, Leeds. Leeds: Harrison. London: Rivington. 1839.

THIS Sermon is well written, beyond all doubt it will cause a stirring local interest: but it is an interest, which we cannot transfer to our readers.

The Christian Villager's Guide Book. By Anthony Crowdy, M.A., London:

FOR circulation in villages and reading in Sunday-schools this book will be found very useful. Its piety is practical, and its directions are safe.

Miscellanea.

ANNE BOLEYN.-The name of this illustrious woman, the mother of Queen Elizabeth, is well known on the continent; and she is regarded by Papists as one of the deadliest foes to their communion, and one of the prime movers of the Reformation. In the cathedral of Toledo, there is still preserved a wooden beast, of the size of a small ox, mounted upon wheels, and also a wooden image about eighteen inches long, meant to represent Queen Boleyn. These images are carried about the streets of Toledo, on particular days in the year, to the no small amusement of the inhabitants; and the one appointed to convey the one of Anne Boleyn, every now and then, pops it into the mouth of the beast, whose jaws are so contrived as to close upon it. This is designed to typify the punishment due to one through whose instrumentality the Papists think the Church of Rome received its death-blow in England.

DUTY OF CHURCHMEN TOWARDS DISSENTERS. Many from ignorance or early prejudice, remain nominally separatists, while their habits and feelings approximate to those of Churchmen. With such men we have many views and sentiments in common, and only regret that any thing should stand in the way of our union; still while our respective opinions on Church principles remain unchanged union is out of the question. In religious matters it is impossible to terminate disputes by compromise. Revealed truth admits of no compact. Men who have no fixed and serious opinions on religion may talk of sinking differences for the sake of peace, but all serious Christians know full well that unity in religion is not to be obtained except by real consent; still it is very possible for men differing in opinion to "live peaceably" together. Such is the state of feeling between our own Church and the Presbyterians of Scotland: Ephriam no longer grieveth Judah, neither doth Judah vex Ephraim." Our political differences were terminated by the Act of Union; but on theological grounds we are as much opposed as ever. We can never cease to hold that in rejecting Episcopacy they rejected an institution which was established by the Apostles, and caused a schism in the Church, which ought to be one and undivided, and that in forcibly driving out the Episcopal clergy they were guilty of a very great national sin. Still we need not to be always flinging

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their schism in their teeth. On the contrary, we admire and even imitate much of their conduct their love of scriptural truth--the zeal of their pastors; we may gladly accept their co-operation in the great cause of the political establishment of religion; we may pray and even believe that, in God's appointed time, our differences may cease, and that they may return to the unity of the Church, by the simple act of obtaining Episcopal ordination.

There is no man's case so dangerous as his whom Satan hath persuaded that his own righteousness shall present him pure and blameless in the sight of God. If we could say we were not guilty of any thing at all in our consciences (we know ourselves far from this innocency, we cannot say we know nothing by ourselves, but if we could) should we therefore plead not guilty before the presence of our Judge, that sees further into our hearts than we ourselves can do? If our hands did never offer violence to our brethren, a bloody thought doth prove us murderers before him: if we had never opened our mouth to utter any scandalous, offensive, or hurtful word, the cry of our secret cogitations is heard in the ear of God: if we did not commit the sins which daily and hourly, either in deed, word, or thought, we do commit, yet, in the good things which we do, how many defects are there intermingled! God, in that which is done, respecteth the mind and intention of the doer. Cut off, then, all those things wherein we have regarded our own glory-those things which men do to please men, and to satisfy our own liking those things which we do for any by respect, not sincerely and purely for the love of God: and a small score will serve for the number of our righteous deeds. Let the holiest and best things we do but be considered. We are never better affected unto God than when we pray; yet, when we pray, how are our affections many times distracted How little reverence do we show unto the grand Majesty of God, unto whom we speak! How little remorse of our own miseries! How little taste of the sweet influence of his tender mercies do we feel! Are we not as unwilling many times to begin, and as glad to make an end, as if in saying, "Call upon me" he had set us a very burdensome task?-Hooker.

He that would build lastingly, must lay his foundation low. The proud man, like the early shoots of a new-felled coppice, thrusts out full of sap, green in leaves, and fresh in colour; but bruises and breaks with every wind, is nipt with every little cold, and being top-heavy, is wholly unfit for use. Whereas the humble man retains it in the root, can abide the winter's killing blast, the ruffling concussions of the wind, and can endure far more than that which appears so flourishing. Like the pyramid, he has a large foundation, whereby his height may be more eminent; and the higher he is, the less does he draw at the top; as if the nearer heaven, the smaller must he appear. And indeed the nigher man approaches to celestials, and the more he considers God, the more he sees to make himself vile in his own esteem. He who values himself least, shall by others be prized most. Nature swells when she receives a check: but submission in us to others, begets submission in others to us. Force can do no more than compel us; while gentleness and unassumingness calm and captivate the rude and boisterous. The proud man is a fool. I am sure, let his parts be what they will, in being proud, he is so. One thing may assuredly persuade us of the excellence of humility; it is ever found to dwell most with men of the noblest natures. Give me the man that is humble out of judgment, and I shall find him full of parts.-Feltham.

THE PALACE OF HEROD. The palace of Herod stands on a table of land, on the very summit of the hill, overlooking every part of the surrounding country; and such were the exceeding softness and beauty of the scene, even under the wildness and waste of Arab cultivation, that the city seemed smiling in the midst of her desolation. All around was a beautiful valley, watered by running streams, and covered by a rich carpet of grass,sprinkled with wild flowers of every hue, and beyond, stretched like an open book before me, a boundary of fruitful mountains, the vine and the olive rising in terraces to their very summits; there, day after day, the haughty Herod had sat in his royal palace; and looking out upon all these beauties, his heart had become hardened with prosperity;

here, among these still towering columns, the proud monarch had made a supper "to his lords, and high captains, and chief estates of Galilee;" here the daughter of Herodias, Herod's brother's wife, "danced before him, and the proud king promised with an oath to give her whatever she would ask, even to the half of his kingdom." And while the feast and dance went on, the "head of John the Baptist was brought in a charger and given to the damsel." And Herod has gone: and Herodias, Herod's brother's wife, has gone; and “the lords, and the high captains, and chief estates of Galilee," are gone: but the ruins of the palaces in which they feasted are still here; the mountains and valleys which beheld their revels are here; and oh! what a comment upon the vanity of worldly greatness! A fellah was turning his plough around one of the columns. I was sitting on a broken capital under a fig tree by its side, and I asked him what were the ruins that we saw ; and while his oxen were quietly cropping the grass that grew among the fragments of the marble floor, he told me that they were the ruins of a palace of a king, he believed, of the Christians; and while pilgrims from every quarter of the world turn aside from their path to do homage in the prison of his beheaded victim, the Arab who was driving his plough among the columns of his palace knew not the name of the haughty Herod. Even at this distance of time I look back with a feeling of uncommon interest upon my ramble among those ruins, talking with the Arab ploughman of the king who built it, leaning against a column which, perhaps, had often supported the haughty Herod, and looking out from this scene of desolation and ruin upon the most beautiful country in the Holy Land.--Stephens`s Incidents of Travel.

FEMALE EDUCATION.-Whatever certainty parents may have of securing future competence, or even affluence for their children, there can be no doubt at least I have none of the desirableness, in regard as well to physical health as to the moral sentiments, and even the finest intellectual tastes, of a practical concernment with domestic duties. A substantial female industry, and a manual acquaintance with the routine of family comfort, gives solidity to the muscular system, and solidity also to the judgment ;-it dispels romantic and morbid sensitiveness, inspires personal independence, dismisses a thousand artificial solicitudes, breaks through sickly selfishness, and in a word, gives a tranquil consistency to the mind, on the basis of which all the virtues and graces of the female character may securely rest.-Home Education by Isaac Taylor.

POPERY AND PERSECUTION SYNONYMOUS.-All history testifies that Romanists have never hesitated to commit individual or general massacre, when they conceived it promoted their unceasing struggles for political or ecclesiastical domination. In proof of this allegation, it is only necessary to adduce the various schemes for the assassination of Queen Elizabeth; the burnings and beheadings under "bloody Mary;" the gunpowder plot in the reign of James L.; the massacre of 1641 in Ireland; the repeated attempts to assassinate King William; the hellish scenes of 1768; the massacre of St. Bartholomew in France, for which the Pope returned thanks; the assassination of Henry IV. in the same kingdom; the cruelties of the dragoonades by Louis IV.; the massacres in the Netherlands; the assassination of William, the great Prince of Orange, in the same; the massacre of the Albigenses and Vaudois; the Sicilian Vespers and Inquisition in Italy; the Inquisition in Spain, Portugal, and the East Indies; the frequent murder and unrelenting persecution of unoffending Protestant ministers at the present moment in Ireland. All these are of the tyrannical, intolerant, and blood-thirsty Church of Rome. Who will have the effrontery to say that this is the Church of Christ-of Him who delivered the benignant sermon on the mount? Will any dare to say, that a tree bearing such fruit is nourished by a God of justice, mercy, and benevolence? No! the thought is blasphemous. We must look to another and a lower region for a fitting source of such deeds of treachery, ferocity, and blood. The spirit is from below. Ryan's William III.

THE GRAVE. Oh, the grave! the grave! every defect, extinguishes every resentment.

It bruises every terror, covers From its peaceful bosom spring

none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave even of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious throb that ever he should have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies mouldering before him? But the grave of those we loved-what a place for meditation? Then it is we call up in long review the whole history of virtue and gentleness, and the thousand endearments lavished upon us almost unheeded in the daily course of intimacy then it is we dwell upon the tenderness, the solemn and awful tenderness of the parting scene, the bed of death, with all its stifled grief, its noiseless attendance, its mute, watchful assiduities; the last testimonies of expiring love; the feeble, fluttering, thrilling-Oh! how thrilling is the pressure of the hand; the last fond look of the glazing eye, turning upon us even from the threshold of existence; the faint, faltering accents struggling in death to give one more assurance of affection. Aye, go to the grave of buried love and meditate! There settle the account with thy conscience, of every past endearment, unregarded, of that departed being who never, never can return to be soothed by contrition! If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul or a furrow to the silvered brow of an affectionate parent; if thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth; if thou art a friend, and hast ever wronged in thought, or word, or deed; the spirit that generously confided in thee; if thou art a lover, and hast ever given one unmerited pang to the true heart that now lies cold and still beneath thy feet, then be sure that every unkind look, every ungracious word, every ungentle action will come throwing back upon thy memory, and knocking dolefully at thy soul; then be sure that thou wilt lie down sorrowing and repentant on the grave, and utter the unheard groan, and pour the unavailing tear, bitter because unheard and unavailing.

BISHOP HALL says:-The body is the case or sheath of the mind; yet as naturally it hideth it, so it doth also many times discover it. For although the forehead, eyes, and frame of the countenance do sometimes belie the disposition of the heart; yet most commonly they give true general verdicts. An angry man's brows are bent together, and his eyes sparkle with rage, which when he is well pleased, look smooth and cheerfully. Envy hath one look; desire another; sorrow yet another; contentment, a fourth, different from all the rest. To show no passion, is too stoical; to show all, is impotent; to show other than we feel, hypocritical. The face and gesture do but write and make commentaries upon the heart. I will first endeavour so to frame and order that as not to entertain any passion, but what I need not care to have laid open to the world; and therefore will first see that the text be good, then that the gloss be true, and lastly, that it be sparing. To what end hath God so walled in the heart, if I should let every man's eyes into it by my countenance?

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WILLIAM EDWARD PAINTER, STRAND, LONDON, PRINTER.

IT is a fact, for the truth of which we can appeal to the daily experience of every man who has the slightest powers of discrimination, that in our own country, as well as in every other, there are districts and situations differing so fundamentally in the relative contentment and happiness of their inhabitants, that one might almost be tempted to suppose that all were not admitted to a common participation in the same laws, the same government, and the same constitution. On one side, our eyes are dismayed by the sight of fraud and profligacy, busy sedition, and querulous disaffection; on another we gaze with delight upon honest industry reaping the fruits of willing toil, and forgetting, in almost unfelt exertions, the curse that has doomed the sweat of the brow as the constant price that must be paid for the sustenance of life. And yet we are bold enough to pronounce that the happiness and satisfaction which is seen only to be admired and envied, is in no measure confined to such divisions of the soil as are said to have made the greatest progress in intellectual acquirement, or to have taken the lead in the boasted march of mental improvement. Nor is it even where the lot of the peasant approaches nearest to affluence and abundance, or where the labours of the mechanic are most crowned with prosperity and plenty. It is not of necessity the richest and wealthiest of our manufacturing towns; it is not, from the very nature of the case, the most opulent and fruitful of our agricultural counties, where the happiness of man and the well-being of the country seem to be most guarded and the

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