year. To this I must add, that in 1813 there was one item in the annual expenditure of our taxes, viz,-for missions to the East Indies, 24,315. What society of a similar nature ever enjoyed so immense a revenue since the world begun ? 4thly. They have also printers, presses, and types with them. on the spot, by which they are enabled to publish to the natives in their own tongue, whatever addresses, tracts, catechisms, or other things they please. 5thly. The Bible-society has also furnished them with endless copies of the sacred scriptures, translated into almost every dialect that is spoken under the sun. This they consider of great consequence. 6thly. They have schools established in every district, and schoolmasters in their pay, to give children an early education and bias to christianity, and teach even adults, to read. 7thly. They have two colleges for the education of natives, and others who do not understand the language to prepare them for the ministry. One of these is at home-the other in the East Indies. 8thly. They have a resident bishop at Calcutta. They have missionaries at foreign stations, with wives and families, and comfortable dwellings; that while they distribute some of the good things of another world to the natives, they may have in their turns all the domestic comforts they can procure in this life. This surely is but reasonable and fair. 9thly. I don't know whether I onght not to mention as the last means of conversion which they possess, the variety of sects, who all unite in the good cause. The merchant who travels in any trade has the best chance of success, who carries the greatest choice of patterns. So the church missionary, if he finds the natives do not relish his Episcopal or Trinitarian ideas, may refer them to the Moravian, or Independent, who will teach them another way to heaven. If he find in his audience an inclination to Mysticism," he may refer him to the Methodists, who will propose to him something surpassing all human comprehension. Against such mighty preparations, what can resist? Surely infidelity will be routed in every quarter. Yes, exclaim some of these enthusiasts in their abundant confidence, "It shall be done, we will succeed." And yet it has not been done-they have not succeeded.-What is the reason? (To be continued.) ANECDOTES OF FENELON. FRANCIS de Salignac de la Motte Fenelon, the famous archbishop of Cambray, was born in the year 1651, at the ancient castle in Quercy. At the age of eighteen he went to reside in Paris, with his relative, the marquis of Fenelon, who was a lieutenant-general in the French service, and a man of exemplary piety and good sense. The young abbé was permitted to deliver a few discourses at the age of nineteen years, and the admiration and applause which they obtained, gave his good relative considerable pain, lest the young ecclesiastic should be puffed up with vanity, and lose his soul by the want of the true spirit of religion, whilst a world, which has but little of the spirit of God, flattered and deluded. The good marquis, therefore, more desirous of his relative's prosperity in virtue than in the estimation of the world, took an early opportunity of conversing with him. "Your debut," said he," has been very happy, my friends have all become attached to you, they feel interested in your behalf, and are desirous of opening to you, by their encomium, the way to fortune, and as they imagine, to happiness. But, my friend, was it to be a votary in the temple of fame, or at the shrine of avarice, that you became an ecclesiastic? Do you seek, as the only recompense of your cares and labours, those expressions of astonishment and admiration, which announce only the poverty of the bestowers, rather than the wealth of the receiver? No, I know you too well; you wish to be a faithful disciple, a worthy minister of that religion which you begin to preach. Go, then, to one of those asylums, where, far from noise and tu mult, young men study their duties, where they acquire the habit of fulfilling them, together with light to know the obliga tions of their state, and strength and zeal so necessary to sup port the weight, to sustain the burthen of the ministry." Abbé Fenelon dearly loved his relations, and was by no means insensible to the pure and peaceable enjoyments of their society: but he loved God above all things; and for the purpose of obeying him, as he looked upon this address of his relation to be an admonition from Heaven, he did not hesitate to sacrifice an affection very lawful in itself and quite becoming, and to tear himself from the sweetness and the enjoyments which he found in the bosom of his family. He entered, without delay, into the seminary of St. Sulpice. In this school of every virtue and of every ecclesiastical science, he gave himself up, without reserve, to the direction of the abbé Tronson, who was then the superior-general, and to whom he had been specially recommended. He was in this house much affected by what he witnessed, and what has ever been observable in the houses of this institute,-pure faith, plain unaffected manners, unsophisticated morality, great information, and still more piety and modesty. Never did he find himself more at home, more at his ease, or in a society which breathed more the spirit of retirement and of peace. After five years of retirement and instruction, he was ordained priest, at the age of twenty-four years. The priesthood was not an useless talent in his hands; he exercised its functions with edifying piety in the parish of St. Sulpice. The care of the poor, the solace and visitation of the sick, the confessional, the catechisms, sermons, familiar exhortations, all those obscure and painful discharges of duty, and which are, therefore, more meritorious and more respectable, were the occupation of the abbé Fenelon, who gave himself up to them with zeal and assiduity, not thinking beneath him any thing in a ministry whose smallest and lowest function is more elevated than man's highest dignity. Filled with the utmost respect for the sacred character of the priesthood, and with a holy zeal to fulfil its arduous and appalling duties, he looked upon himself to be an instrument of God, a servant of the faithful, and never proposed to himself any other object for his labours, but the glory of the one, and the salva tion of the other. Humble, affable, patient, disinterested, and not despising the poor, he refused not his advice nor his cares to any person who sought them. Content with being in that rank of the clergy which is called the lowest, but which ought, perhaps, more properly be denounced the most estimable, certainly the most useful class of the priesthood, he neither thought of leaving it, nor of attracting attention by singularity. Poetry. THE SCHOOLBOY'S HOLIDAY. A Song to the tune of "Dunois the brave." Now tedious Time has gone his round, and Joy begins his reign, The morn of life no clouds obscure, but brightly shines its sun, . The giddy friends of mirth and wine, may roar and revel on, Then let us sip our purer draught from youthful pleasure's cup; G F. C. H. MONTHLY INTELLIGENCE. ENGLAND. WE understand that the Reverend Prince Alexander Hohenlohe, intends shortly to visit this country. Doctor Poynter, the vicar apostolic of the London district, who has been several months at Paris, for the purpose of obtaining from the French government a considerable sum belonging to the English mission, has at length nearly accomplished the object of his journey. After meeting with continued evasions and disappointments from the very committee which should have assisted him in his claims, he has succeeded in procuring the dismissal of this committee, and a com mission of three most respectable individuals has been nominated to supply its place; with these gentlemen, Dr. Poynter is upon the best understanding, and as the affair is now in a train of arrangement quite to the satisfaction of the right rev. prelate, he may be expected in town in the course of a fortnight. Lady Ether Stanhope' (niece of the great Statesman Pitt) writes from Syria, that the late earthquakes, which have laid Aleppo in ruins, were foretold by a monk of Mount Libanus, six months before the event The monks of Mount Libanus are celebrated for their piety and devotion to the institute of the great St. Basil. On the 2nd of January, HENRY JERNINGHAM, Esq. eldest son of Sir GEORGE JERNINGHAM, Bart. completed his 21st year; and the ancient hall, the park, and village of Cossey were on that day the scene of festivity and heartfelt rejoicing. There was not an individual in the place who did not feel delight on the occasion; nor was there one who did not in some way partake of the hospitality and munificace of its noble possessors. The bells of the village church were first to proclaim the day; and shortly after several discharges of the park guns saluted the joyful festival. It being the intention of Sir George and Lady Jerningham to diffuse the happiness of that day to all around them, the whole village were invited to dine together in the true spirit of old English hospitality. The dinner was fixed for one o'clock; and the morning was most benevolently spent by Lady Jerningham in distributing rewards and various articles of clothing to the school children, who amount in number to a hundred, and are educated and partly clothed by this truly chari-. table family. Besides these very liberal and useful donations, 70 pair of blankets were distributed among the poorest of the villagers: which were very gladly and gratefully received, and particularly welcome at this season of the year. Six chaldrons of coals were subsequently given, in quantities proportionable to the indigence of the several receivers. The morning being thus spent in the most judicious and valuable acts of charity; the villagers began to assemble in their neatest atrire, to proceed in procession to the dinner. Two banners had been prepared by them, one bearing the arms of Henry Jerningham, Esq. the other inscribed in commemoration of the joyful event they were celebrating and these were carried in the procession, which now moved slowly through the park, preceded by an excellent band, who prepared the guests by the animating tune of O, the roast beef of old Eng land! This was a truly interesting scene; and the effect was heightened by a discharge of twelve guns as the procession passed before the hall; the British colours waving all day upon |