being appointed, that the God of Joshua would stand by the priests bearing the "rams horns"-breathe through them by his spiritand lay prostrate by their blast the walls of Jericho,-every strong-hold of Satan!

On the morning of the Sabbath, a prayermeeting was regularly held in the chapel, which commenced at 7 o'clock. It was often but thinly attended; but Crister and his leader always made two of the number. As a chapter of the bible was generally read, the former usually directed his way to the chapel before the opening of the service, for the purpose of prayer, and in order to select what he deemed a suitable chapter for the day,-something peculiarly striking and impressive; and there he might have been seen through the window, sitting alone, if not with "patriarchal grace," like the poet's Cottar," at least with cheerfulness and earnestness,-with all those pleasurable emotions experienced by persons resolved on furnishing their friends with a rich repast; and of whom it might be said,

"He wales a portion wi' judicious care.'

His mind, like the bird of the sun, thus hovering over the sacred ground of the Bible, would have instantly descended, and seizing on a chapter which forcibly arrested attention, he would have handed the Bible or the Testament to his leader on his arrival; and, pointing to it, as proper food, for the old as well as the young, would again have feasted upon it, as manna from Heaven. In the course of reading, he

would sometimes give utterance to a thought, comprised in two or three brief sentences, which, while it came with the suddenness and power of an electrical shock upon the feelings of both the reader and the hearer, would have fallen like a flash of light upon the passage. On other occasions, he would reserve a reflection or two to the close: and when unmoved in either case, he was certain to make it the subject matter of some part of his prayer,thus raising the mind to God through the medium of His own word.

The high tone of Christian feeling, which was always perceptible to others, may be accounted for in the manner in which he began the Sabbath. It was not merely a quarter of an hour before service that was devoted to private purposes; but almost regularly, he was found in the temple two hours before the prayer-meeting commenced, winter and summer, in the storm and in the calm, whether wet or dry. The House of God was his closet for retirement, on the morning of the Lord's day; and baptized there, with the Holy Ghost, he came forth like a giant refreshed with new wine. In winter, he lit the stove, and sat beside it with his Bible, or knelt within the shade of a pew. Though the fire continued burning in the Jewish temple, the lamps were probably extinguished just before sun-rise, and here, like old Eli and Samuel, who seemed to have apartments near the ark, Crister,-"ere the lamp of God went out of the temple of the Lord," was found, not "laid down," but in

active devotion, waiting to hear the voice of his Maker.

Being a man of prayer, he was extremely partial to prayer-meetings; and was constant in his attendance at different places. One in particular, may be noticed, which he, in connexion with some other friends attended, at Byker Hill, ten or twelve years before his death. Here, when the number of persons accustomed to conduct the meeting was incom- . plete, and also when he felt desirous of impressing the people with religious truth, he would give a short address, a good deal in the dehortatory and exhortatory mood. On perceiving a goodly company one evening, composed of mixed characters, and persons of different ages, he addressed the young, the old, and the middle-aged, giving a portion to each, agreeably to the lives they had led, and the length of their stay in a probationary state. Just at the moment he had strung the people up to a certain point of highly excited feeling-himself being under an extraordinary influence, he suddenly stepped forward with one foot, inclining his body in the same direction, like a person about to throw himself headlong over a frightful precipice, and exclaimed, "O, bless you, I love you so much, that I could dash away downward, and take a dip into hell for you, if it would only be the means of saving you :" and then, having set every imagination to work, by his attitude and expressions, together with the affectionate burst of philanthropy-every eye at the instant inadvertently turned to the earth,

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as though it had suddenly opened its mouth, and he was seen whizzing his downward course, he quickly started back, as if he had just touched the liquid mass, and felt it too much for him to bear for the moment, and therefore too much for them to endure for ever, exclaiming, in an altered tone,—"but, mind ye, I should not like to stop there." The sensation produced was beyond description, and can only be comprehended in its effects, by adverting to other cases of impressive and stirring eloquence. Nor is there any thing either in the sentiment, or the feeling from which it emanated, that is not implied in that extraordinary saying of Moses," And if not, blot me, out of Thy book which thou hast written;" or I pray thee, the no less remarkable, and philanthropic saying of St. Paul, "I could wish that myself were accursed from Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh."

Such an instance too, may lead us more fully to appreciate the real character of Whitfield's preaching, whose power of painting, in which it is stated consisted the chief magic of his eloquence, enabled him to carry men where he chose, with a touch more powerful than magic. He is said to have annihilated every thing but the scene he would present, and drawing aside the veil of eternity, would now lead his hearers to the opening gate of heaven, and now to the yawning pit of hell. In support of this-though wandering a little from home, we have only to witness its effects on Chesterfield. The sceptic was present when Whitfield presented the

votary of sin under the figure of a blind beggar led by a little dog. The dog had broken his string. The blind cripple, with his staff between both hands, groped his way unconscious to a precipice. As he felt along with his staff, it dropped down the descent too deep to send back an echo. He thought it on the ground, and bending forward took one careful step to recover it. But he trod on vacancy, poised for a moment, and as he fell headlong-Chesterfield sprung from his seat exclaiming, "He is gone!" With our collier, the effectsthough on a less magnificent scale, were not less extraordinary; accompanied, however, with occasional acting as well as painting.

Some works of darkness were in progress down the pit one day, among the boys and others, in an apartment where there was no light at the time, and therefore suited to the occasion. Crister heard their blasphemies at a distance, and silently wound his way through the workings to the spot, when he sprung in upon them with a light in his hand, revealing every face, hurriedly exclaiming-as his eyes glared upon them, "Lads, what are you about?" adding, with the same breath, "Do you not know, that God Almighty can take the whick (the life) out of you in a moment, just like this candle"-closing his finger and thumb upon the flame, and extinguishing it; leaving them in an instant in the darkness in which he had found them-an emblem of that "outer darkness" to which their deeds were hastening them, and a prey to a pit more terrible than