say, O Lord, do not let him get drunk.'' This roused the father's feelings. He now prays for himself and them, and has not been in liquor for nine months. But now he comes home in the evening, and reads to his wife. “Oh! Sir, (said she) now we know what happiness is.”

EPITAPH. The following simple lines are written on a grave-stone in the church-yard of WestonUnderwood, Bucks : it is the grave of two children, James and Harriet Swannell, who died on the same day, the former aged seven, the latter two. “ I take these little lambs,” said he,

“And lay them on my breast;
Protection they shall find in me,

In me be ever blest.
Death can the bonds of life unloose,

But not dissolve my love;
Millions of infant souls compose

The family above !"

PRAYER.
Little children, you should pray,
Twice, at least, in every day;
And remember when you kneel,
God knows every thought you feel.

Pray that he would teach you how
Low before his throne to bow;
Make you buable, contrite, clean,
And forgive your ev'ry sin.

Jesus Christ, who is so kind,
Says, that “they who seek shall find;"
And that little children still,
If they pray may learn his will.

Come, my darlings, then, to God;
Christ will wash you in his blocu;
Save you from the depths of hell,
That in glory you may dwell.

Who would live a wicked wife,'
Full of sin, and care, and strife ?
If they knew a God like this,
And a heaven of perfect bliss.

A, Foster, Printer, Kirkby Lonsdale.

REGENT'S TOWN IN AFRICA. I have given my readers a View of part of Regent's Town in the Colony of Sierra Leone. (See the Frontispiece.) That Colony, you know, is filled with poor black people, who were stolen from their homes in Africa, and crammed into ships, to be sent as slaves to the West Indies and other parts of the world. But by the kind efforts of Englan 1, many are taken out of the ships before they sail away: and as it would be difficult to get them all back again to the distant parts of the country from which they were carried, they are placed in this Colony of Sierra Leone, and are well provided for. : The labours of our Missionaries have been more blest amongst these poor oppressed people, than any where else : and so much is said of their Christian conduct, and of the beauty of their country, that, if it was not for the climate of Africa being so very unhealthy, one would quite long to go and visit then.

The number of souls in the Colony of Sierra Leone is about 17,000. I cannot give you a better proof of its religious state, than by telling you, that there are

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in it about 700 natives, who receive the Lord's Supper: between three and four thousand children in the schools: and that such is their value for the Gospel, and their desire that other heathen nations should know it, that they have formed Missionary Associations amongst themselves; and in the year 1822, they raised no less a sum than £636! The sum raised in 1821, was £177. So much for the state of the Colony at large. I now proceed to give you a more minute account of one of its largest settlements, Regent's Town.

On the right of the picture, a part of the town is seen : but it extends much further than could be shewn here. It is laid out into streets, of which there are about twenty, and which contain two thousand negroes. A stone bridge, leading from the town to the chief buildings was built by the negroes. These buildings are, the Church, the Mission House next to it; and a house higher up near the wood, in which the Governor of the Colony sometimes resides. There are few parts of England, which afford sweeter scenery: and through God's rich mercy, the beauties of grace are here as rich as those of nature. Perhaps there is not a village in England,' of the same size, which contains so many truly devout and haly Christians. I have said that there

are about 2000 souls in Regent's Town. Out of these, there are 450 communicants; and 1079 scholars, about half of whom are adults. The Church has been enlarged five times; and will now contain 2000. It is often quite full before the bell begins to ring. Mr. Johnson in his Diary says, “our Church proves again too small. It would hold our own people; but as strangers join us on the Lord's Day, a great many are obliged to remain out of doors. The Evening Schools were so full last night, that we did not know were to find room. Yesterday we had a wet Sunday. Those who had umbrellas were well off ; but such as are poor and cannot afford to buy them, came dripping into the Church; and I was really surprised to see it so full. I could not help feeling for such as had infants in their arms."

A widow of one of the Missionaries says, “ Oh! if you could see the villages here, you would indeed bless the God that worketh wonders. The morning we rode to Regent's Town, we were quite overcome. The romantic little Gloucester Town delighted us; but the happy, happy Regent's Town led us to the foot of the cross ! We could only say to each other, 'what hath God wrought! It is, indeed, a highly favoured spot.”

Mr. Johnson in one of his latest ac