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added, “how delightful it would be to meet with those with whom we have parted on the earth ; but now that thought is entirely absorbed in the far more delightful one, of seeing the Saviour as he is, and in being made like him.”
MEMOIR OF MARY JOHNSON OF SANDBACH.
The subject of this memoir was born at Tetton, in the county of Chester, Sept. 28th, 1836. At the age of four years, she entered the Wesleyan Sunday School of this town, where she continued a scholar twelve months. In the year 1842 she was admitted as a scholar into the Wesleyan Association Sunday School, Sandbach. She was for several years regular and punctual in her attendance. Her kind disposition gained her the approbation of her teachers, and she was endeared to them by her good conduct, as she passed through their respective classes. The benefical influence of religious instruction, being apparent in her behaviour, she was appointed to teach one of the lower classes. To this duty she promptly attended, until she was, through illness, obliged to relinquish the work.
In the year 1850 there was a revival of the work of God in the hearts of the members of our society, and it was evident that a good work had begun in the minds of some of the scholars. Several persons were desirous that God;
a class should be formed for the senior scholars, and other persons, who were desirous to give their hearts to the Lord. After consideration by the officers of the church, and the teachers, it was resolved that a class-meeting should be held on Sunday afternoon at five o'clock, and I was appointed to be the leader. The first meeting of this class was held on the second Sunday in January, 1851. On the next Sunday, Mary attended the meeting and became a member of the class.
It was evident that the Spirit of God was at work upon her
young and tender mind; she evinced an anxious desire to know Christ as her Saviour ; she felt her own sinfulness and unworthiness; she wept and prayed that the Lord
; would pardon her sins, and for several weeks she continued to be in deep distress about her soul. But while she was at her class, and when I was praying to God on her behalf, she ventured her all on the atoning Lamb of
her burden of sin was removed, and she rejoiced in God as her reconciled father.
Her disposition being naturally reserved, she did not make known her conversion to her parents or friends ; but her parents had noticed a marked change in her conduct ; she delighted to read God's word. The Bible was a precious book to her; and always, when she went to her work, she carried the “Scripture promises” in her pocket; and when she had any leisure time, at home, she would go up stairs to read and pray alone.
Her parents say that they never remember Mary disobeying them in her life ; but she was ever obedient and affectionate.
She was very fond of the school and her class-meeting, and on no account whatever would she let any trifling circumstance detain her at home.
I may say of her, she was prudent, punctual, and consistent ; her experience was always sound and good, and if she had been, through affliction, deprived of the means of grace, when she again met her class, the sentiments of the poet seemed to influence her soul, and she would exclaim
But her health gradually declined last spring; she had to give up her employment, and the disease under which she was suffering made so much progress, that in a short time she was confined to the house. She was quite conscious of the nature of her disease, and that it would shortly bring her to the grave; but, through all the period of her affliction, she was never heard to murmur. She was frequently heard to say, “It is the Lord, let him do what seemeth him good.”
On one occasion a friend visited her, and asked her if she was willing to die ? She replied, “I am willing either to live or to die." A few weeks before her death saw her, and on speaking of the goodness of God to her, the many precious Sabbaths we had spent together in the house of God, and of her prospect of another and better world, she said, “I shall soon enter upon that Sabbath that will never end.” On my asking her, if she had any fear of death ? she replied “No, the fear of death is taken away." Afterwards, while I was engaging in prayer on her behalf
, she faintly responded to the petitions offered; but when I was praying that God would save her parents, her brothers, and sisters, her whole soul seemed to be drawn out, and she said with strong feeling, “Lord, save them ! Do, Lord, save them !"
About a fortnight before her death she was extremely ill, and her mother asked her if she must send for some one to pray with her ? She said she should be glad to have some one, but was afraid of giving her mother trouble ; and added, “Never mind, mother, I am very happy.” To one of the neighbours, who went in to see Mary, and who prayed with her, after the prayer, Mary said, “ O how happy I feel! I should like to die now ; 0 how I should like to go away.” On the same evening, I called to see her, but found her very weak ; scarcely able to speak, but very comfortable in her mind. A few days prior to her death she called her mother to her, and asked
her to read to her the following lines from the Bible Class Magazine. Her mother accordingly read as follows.
“Beautiful trees for ever there ;
Beautiful home of perfect peace.” When her mother had finished reading, Mary said, “I shall soon join that throng.” Her mother, weeping, said, * I hope you will.” Mary, looking again earnestly at her, said, "I shall soon be there. I am sure I shall.” On Friday morning, before her departure, while her father was sitting by her bed side, he heard her feeble voice
a portion of that most beautiful Psalm, “ Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff
, they comfort me.” The remainder of this day, and the following days, she was in a stupor and noticed very Little
, and on Monday morning, about half-past four, her happy spirit took its flight into the eternal world.
THE HYÆNA, AND PROVIDENTIAL
DELIVERANCE. Any one who has ever seen a hyæna must have felt how dreadful it would be to meet such a fierce and cruel wild beast alone in some forest. And yet it once pleased God to make a hyæna the means of saving the life of a missionary. You shall hear how it happened.
Among the lonely mountains of Lebanon, which look down upon the Holy Land, live some tribes of wild people, who often carry on bloody wars with each other. Many of them are still heathen, and do not know the true God. They are called the Druses. About twenty years ago a missionary was travelling among them whose name was Samuel Gobat. He is now bishop in the ancient city of Jerusalem ; but then he went from place to place among the Druses, and read to them from the New Testament, or preached to them of the Lord Jesus Christ. He was generally well received ; and even the chiefs of these wild tribes would come to him, and talk with him about the Gospel. But while he was rejoicing at this, a secret plot was formed against him.
One day a messenger came to him from a heathen chief, entreating him to come to him, as he wished to speak with him concerning the religion of Christ. Rejoicing to receive such a message, Mr. Gobat sent word to the chief that he would visit him in a few days ; but the missionary was taken ill, and for some days was unable to go. Then came a second messenger, with a still more earnest invita : tion. As Mr. Gobat was then better, he fixed a day on which he would go if possible. But on the day proposed, a number of the principal chiefs from the mountains came to him, which made it impossible for him to set out. On the following day, however, he resolved that nothing should prevent him from going, and he prepared for the journey. But just as he left his house, a letter was brought to him, saying that the ship, in which it had been arranged that he shonld go to Malta, was to sail on the very next day at noon. What was he to do? While he was thinking about it, a third messenger arrived from the