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racter. In the first place, he must determine never to draw beer, or give liquor to a person who has had enough; and he must show some particular kindness in other ways to those whom he thus offends; he must always shut up at ten o'clock, and whatever he refuses must be refused in a spirit of gentleness, to convince the persons that the refusal was for their benefit; and they have so many ways of doing good, they might sell at an under rate those provisions which they could no longer produce to their customers; they might employ them about the yard or stables ; in. short, there are many ways in which a publican may be kind, as they are in the midst of a profusion of the good things of life.”
“ But, my dear mamma, they must pay for them as well as other people.” ” True, Sophia, but then they would spoil if they were kept; in short, love, I think that there is no possible situation in which a man is exempt from glorifying God. I know two instances in point. Many years ago, a friend of mine came late to a village inn, and had little hope of being admitted, for they had tried at several without success, and the rain came down in torrents. They were in an open carriage, and began greatly to fear they should get no shelter.
A clown, whom they met upon the road, kindly offered to conduct theme to one where he was almost sure they would get a bed. The doors were all closed, but they observed a light in a small room which formed an angle of the building, and clearly distinguished a woman kneeling. I heard my friend say, that amid the darkness of the heavens and the descending showers, and their almost hopeless exposure, the sight of this calm devotion was interesting and affecting beyond measure. On the following morning, my friend spoke to the landlady, expressing pleasure and sur. prise at her employment, when the landlady replied, 'I can see no reason why one may not pray in a public-house as well as any other. There was great truth in the observation ; it would be well if it were more generally prevalent.
“ Another instance may be adduced of a highly respectable woman, who keeps a very large inn, and in every sleeping-room is placed a Bible, and the whole business of that house is conducted upon those principles; and it was the beautiful observation of the landlady, there is room for Him in the inn.' Certainly the disadvantages are great, but not insuperable.” Just here the door opened, and the servant said, “ Mr. Walker would be glad to speak with
Mrs. Kemp;" and Miss Sophia accompanied her to her father's study. He kindly extended a hand to her, and said, “I must consider you, my good girl, as a part of my flock; your good man here is so natural to us all, that we feel a right to an interest in all that concerns him." Esther could only bow and look down modestly, for her heart was too full to speak. “ The ways of Providence, my children, are wonderful, and if our paths are chequered with sorrow, they may be always traced to our sins. Remember, afflictions rise not out of the dust, he doth not willingly afflict. Whence come wars and fightings? In short, I could multiply instances to prove, that were not sin in the world, there would be no sorrow; and that if we desire to live quiet and peaceable lives, we must live in all godliness and honesty. It is a generally received opinion that man is born to trouble, and so he is; but wherefore? Because his nature is sinful, his habits sinful, and require the chastisements of a Father. But, alas! his stripes are fewer than our crimes, and lighter than our guilt. I feel great delight, my young friends, in vindicating the ways of God to man, and in proving to you, that if it were possible to lead a sinless life, it would be a life of unabated felicity. Yet
there is one sorrow that every heart must experience—a sorrow which our dear Lord drank deeply, the contradiction of sinners. We must endeavour so to conduct our little bark through the waves of this turbulent world, as to give as little occasion of offending as may be. But, my dear
young friends, rely upon it, however for å time the sunshine of prosperity may cheer your path, there is that hatred in the world to all that is holy, that even your careful walking will be an offence, your religion hypocrisy, and you must get yourselves, in these hours of sorrow and affliction, to your strong hold. Now observe the blessing whereunto you may always resort.”
The reader will, perhaps, think there was something gloomy in this address of Mr. W.'s, and that he was anticipating evil, when he should have only touched gay subjects; but the fact was, he was not well"; he had experienced ingratitude from those he had obliged, and he looked upon Michael as an untried voyager, and was willing to prepare him for the ills of life. We do not pretend to defend this anticipation of evil, but it is natural to the experienced voyager to point out the shoals and the quicksands. But it was evident that Sophia, the young and lively Sophia, thought that papa looked on life with a
gloomy eye. She looked on Michael, and said, “ Poor dear papa, he has not been well lately, Mr. Kemp.”
My dear child,” replied her father, “I am much better; and it is not as you think, Sophy, illness, that makes me give this caution to my young friends; as yet, they are fair weather sailors." Esther shook her head.
Well, if not,” said Mr. W. smiling, “ at least, my dear, you have borne the yoke in your youth."
By this time Mrs. W. joined them, and Sophia said, “ Dear papa is very low today, mamma.” His dear wife sat down by him, took his hand in hers, and in a voice heard by none but her beloved partner, whispered, “ As thy day is, so shall thy strength be.” And again,
" I will strengthen thee, and uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness.” Their time passed now in communications upon the part of Michael, on some little disagreeables in his parish : his farm lay at a distance from the others, and as the reader well knows, it was hilly; and, in the late determination to repair the roads, some of the farmers had observed that the road to Mr. Kemp's farm was of no good to any but himself; and then another said, that it was making them a quarter of a mile of road to go to see Mr. Kemp. “But then,"