"Oh! that I could but have lived a thousand miles from the place, which brings to my recollection so strongly, every circumstance of my most vile and treacherous conduct! But if my return should be the cause of breaking my own heart with grief, it will become me to submit to the most righteous judgment of God, should I be carried from the same bed with a broken heart, to my dear husband's grave." Mr. Reader said, "My dear Jemima, you shall not leave my house till your spirits are more recruited : but I will send for your child to-morrow morning, and you shall see it." Thus matters were settled; and after family prayer, I left Mrs. Chipman in possession of the bed designed for me, and got myself accommodations at the inn; and sad accommodations they

were.

Wor. What sort of accommodations then hadyou? Loveg. Oh Sir! the bed was good enough, but in the next room, there was a meeting of some club: and the partition being very thin, I was obliged to submit to hear all their noise, and nonsense, intermixed with language the most blasphemous and obscene, till about two o'clock in the morning; and their horrid songs which they began singing, when they were half drunk, were worse than all. However at length, the landlord came in, and begged them to break up. What a mercy to be redeemed from the filthy conversation of the wicked!

Wor. None of these things would have been allowed, had honest Edward, of the Golden Lion, been the keeper of the inn. I will engage for it, you would have rather been accommodated with some good, clean straw in a stable.

Loveg. A thousand times: how much preferable the company of natural brute beasts, than the company of those who are brutalized by sin. But as it was found an insurmountable difficulty to get Mrs. Chipman home, at least while I was there, I afterwards slept at her house, while she continued to occupy the bed designed for me at her father's.

Wor. It would have been a desirable event, if she could have surmounted that difficulty while you were there, that she might have been persuaded to have engaged herself in some family concerns.

Loveg. Sir, for the present, the sight of any of her old acquaintance, fills her with immediate consternation. She has kept herself a close prisoner ever since she entered into her father's house.

Wor. How then did she act on the Sunday you preached there?

Loveg. Oh Sir! she was nearly as much affected as she was on the Wednesday evening, when we first arrived her anxiety to attend militated so strongly against the sense of shame.-I therefore thought it best to come to advise her father, to lay his injunctions upon her not to come to Church on that Sunday, as she would have been a public spectacle to all the congregation.

Mrs. Wor. Certainly it was the best advice, though the shame she felt, is neither to be lamented, nor wondered at. Indeed I always thought this the best evidence, that her repentance was genuine.

Loveg. That it certainly was. The Apostle speaks of those things, whereof the really converted christian is now ashamed; and that they shall be made to know that it is "even a shame to speak of those things done of them in secret." I even suspect the genuine repentance of those, who soem to express themselves with a degree of carnal indifference, respecting their old sins, under a vain confidence, that they are now forgiven. I wish such sort of believers would but recollect, that there is such a grace as "Repentance towards God," as well as "Faith towards our Lord Jesus Christ." I hope, notwithstanding, Mrs. Chipman will soon have sufficient evidence to believe that God has forgiven her; though I am sure she will never forgive herself.

Mrs. Wor. But how did she bear the sight of her child, which according to promise, was to be introduced the next morning?

Mr. Worthy.-How did she bear the sight of the child?

Mr. Lovegood.-Why, sir, while we were at breakfast, Mr. Reader went out, and brought it in: one of the most lovely cheerful babes, I think, I ever beheld, springing in its nurse's arms, and sweetly smiling at its grandfather. He took and placed it upon the mother's lap.--She looked at it, watered it with her tears, affectionately embraced it, and then began quoting that text, "Can a woman forsake her sucking child, &c."

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Loveg. Why madam, while we were at breakfast, Mr. Reader went out and brought it in; one of the most lovely, cheerful babes, I think I ever beheld, springing in its nurse's arms, and sweetly smiling at its grandfather. He took and placed it upon the mother's lap, she looked at it, watered it with her tears, affectionately embraced it, and then began quoting that text which had so impressed her mind: "Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb!" and then quite fainted away. The child was taken from her, and as soon as she was able, she was led up into her chamber, where she continued most of the day.

Wor. What misery this poor creature has entailed upon her own mind. But did she make any further efforts to surmount her feelings, as it respected her child?

Loveg. Yes Sir, I believe several. But every attempt she made, was with the same cutting reflections against herself. Sir, we who are blessed with children, and with a parental love towards them, may judge what she felt, when she was recovered by the grace of God, from the brutalized state of mind which possessed her, while she was captivated by that unprincipled monster of iniquity. However, towards the latter end of my stay, she would now and then attempt to smile on her child, while every smile returned by the child, would be sure to bring a fresh tear from her eye.

Wor. It will be well, if the child does not lose both its parents, by the same event.

Loveg. Sometimes I fear this will be the case; at other times I have my hopes that she will still survive her grief. I requested Mr. Reader to set her about some household affairs, and to try to divert her attention by the use of the needle, and this was done with some success. Though oftentimes, while she was at her work, she would bedew it with her tears, till completely overcome by the recollection of her former misconduct; she would then entirely