ation of gospel sinners much more desperate, than that of those, who have never heard of a Savior? But still we have reason to rejoice that God has inclined a faithful few to preach Jesus to the heathen. Oh may their labors be blessed. May they see the inhabitants of the wilderness, embracing the offers of mercy. We shall expect to see you with Mr. W. on Saturday. Do not disappoint us. Accept this from

HARRIET."

To Miss M. T. of Newbury.

Boston, Feb. 18, 1811. "WHAT, my dear friend, (if I may enjoy the privilege of corresponding with you) shall be the subject of our letters? Shall the common Occurrences of life, and the flattering compli ments of the polite world fill our sheets; or that religion, which is the glory of the bright intelligences of heaven, and the consolation of trembling believers on earth? I think I can confidently affirm that the latter will be your choice. As for myself I can say, that if I nev er felt the power of this religion, yet it is a theme upon which I love to converse, write and reflect. It is a duty incumbent on the children of God to reprove, encourage and an⚫ imate each other on their journey to the upper world. Every Christian has difficulties to overcome, temptations to encounter, and a warfare to accomplish, which the world are strangers to. If pilgrims in the same country can In the least console cach other, and sweeten he thorny journey, by familiar intercourse,

they ought not to neglect it. We, my dear M. are professedly interested in the same cause. Our home is professedly in heaven; we have temptations, difficulties, trials and doubts, which, if we are believers, are in unison. I feel that I need the prayers and the advice of all the followers of the Lamb. I have "an evil heart of unbelief," prone to "depart from the living God." Will M. pray for me? Will she bear me in remembrance when supplicating mercy for other sinners? You shall not be forgotten by H. N. If the Friend of sinners will lend a listening ear to my feeble cries, M. shall be strengthened and blessed. By these united cries we may draw down from heaven favors never to be forgotten. Painful recollection often recurs to those weeks that I spent at Bradford. I say painful, because I fear that my conduct brought a wound on that religion which I should wish to honor. While I lament with humility the loss of many precious hours, and the stupidity which I then experienced, I have reason to adore the mercy of Jehovah, that has since granted me refreshing showers of grace. Yes, M. my mind has been greatly exercised since I last saw you. Never before did the promises of the gospel appear so precious; the character of God so lovely, and immortal souls of so much worth. i tremble at the idea of being again involved in the vanities of a world which can afford no pleasure, and of feeling indifferent about the kingdom of Jesus. But I am a dependant creature; if torsaken of God I shall perish. My hope is on his grace. What, my friend, is the state of

your mind? Are you enjoying the light of a Savior's countenance? Are you fast progressing heavenward, and are you possessing joy that is unspeakable and full of glory? This I hope is your situation! "A soul redeem'd demands a life of praise." Let our future lives evince our gratitude, and every thought be brought into subjection to the Father of spirits. It is now about three weeks since I left H. Last Sabbath I enjoyed the pleasure of hearing the good Dr. G. preach. This pleasure I hope often to be favored with while I continue with my sister M. I have been these two days with our friends the Misses F.'s. My time has passed very pleasantly with them.

I have more things to tell you than I have time to write. A number of interesting occurrences have happened since I saw you, Should I again be indulged with an interview with you, I fear I shall tire your patience with a history of my troubles and pleasures. But I must leave you my M. May you enjoy the influences of the Holy Spirit in life, consolation in death, and a seat in the mansions of blessedness. HARRIET."

1811.

Feb. 24. For four weeks past have been visiting my sister at C. The first week, I was remarkably favored with the presence of Immanuel. Never before did I gain such access to the mercy-seat, and entertain such glorious views of the character of God, and such humiliating ideas of my own as a sinner. But I have since experienced a sad reverse. My God,

why hast thou forsaken me? Oh for that invigorating grace, which the Savior dispenses to his followers! But can I hope myself his follower?

Last Sabbath went with Mr. H. and sister M. to hear Dr. G. His language, his very features spoke the emotion of his soul. His text was in Corinthians, "When I was a child, I spake as a child," &c.

As we entered the meeting house, they were singing my favorite hymn, "Lord what a wretched land is this;" &c. in a melancholy air. Such were my sensations, that I could hardly refrain from weeping. How lovely are thy tabernacles, O Lord of hosts, where the gospel of Jesus is proclaimed!

Feb. 25. After spending the day in trifling conversation, I was permitted to enjoy the privileges of attending a Christian conference, where the evening was spent in praying, singing, and conversing upon the things of religion.

Feb. 26. Mr. H. and sister M. informed me, that my dear mama wished me to engage in a school, the ensuing summer. Can I think of such a responsible situation as that of instructing little immortals? I know that I ought not to consult my own ease; the question should be, how can I be most useful in the world? I hope I shall be directed by Heaven! Oh that God would use me as an instrument of promoting his glory; whether it be in the domestic circie, or in the arduous employment, of "teaching young ideas how to shoot."

Feb. 27. I have spent the greater part of the day in reading. I find that I am indeed ignorant-long to have time to devote myself

wholly to the improvement of my mind. While endeavoring to obtain useful knowledge, Oh may I never forget, that if at last found a hypocrite, I shall be capable of greater sufferings, than if totally ignorant.

Feb. 28. Afflicted with a violent pain in my head. Experience daily evinces, that afflictions will do me no good, unless sanctified. Have had some sense of the presence of Jehovah, and some longing desires to be wholly conformed to him. When shall this vain world lose its power to charm, and the religion of the Gospel influence my heart and life? Oh when shall I die-when shall I live forever? How many times this day, have I repeated that Hymn of Dr. Watts's; "Lord, what a wretched land is this."

March. Father of lights, it is the office of thy Spirit, to create holy exercises in the hearts of thy creatures. Oh may I enter upon this month with renewed resolutions to devote myself exclusively to thee; that at the close of it, I may not sigh over mispent hours.

March 3. Heard an admirable sermon this morning from Dr. G. Have likewise communed with God at his table. Oh this cold, stupid heart! I long for wings to fly away from this clod of earth, and participate the holiness and pleasures of the saints within the vail.

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March 4. Have this day visited at entertainment of the evening was splendid and extravagant. Query. Is it consistent with the humble religion of the gospel, for professors who ought to deny themselves and take up their cross daily, to expend that money,