and told me, that no one could be happier than she was, for there was so much alteration in her husband for the better, that she could scarcely believe him to be the same man.  Instead of being in the skittle-ground, in the evening, spending his money and getting tipsy, he was reading at home to her and his children; and the money that used to go for gambling, was now going to buy books, with which, in conjunction with the Bible, they were greatly delighted, and afforded both him and them a great deal of pleasure and profit.

Here we see a whole family were made comfortable, and called to a sense of religion and duty, by the instrumentality of a child of six years of age.  I subsequently made inquiries, and found that the whole family attended a place of worship, and that their character would bear the strictest investigation.

The following anecdote will also shew how early impressions are made on the infant mind, and the effects such impressions may have in the dying moments of a child.  A little boy, between the age of five and six years, being extremely ill, prevailed on his mother to ask me to come and see him.  The mother called, and stated, that her little boy said be wanted to see his master so bad, that he would give any thing if he could see him.  The mother likewise said, she should herself be very much obliged to me if I would come; conceiving that the child would get better after he had seen me.  I accordingly went; and on seeing the child considered that he could not recover.  The moment I entered the room, the child attempted to rise, but could not.  “Well, my little man,” said I, “did you want to see me?” “Yes, Sir, I wanted to see you very much,” answered the child.  “Tell me what you wanted me for.”  “I wanted to tell you that I cannot come to school again, because I shall die.”  “Don’t say that,” said the mother, “you will get better, and then you can go to school again.”  “No,” answered the child, “I shall not get better, I am sure; and I wanted to ask master to let my class sing a hymn over my body, when they put it in the pit-hole.”  The child, having made me promise that this should be done, observed, “You told me, master, when we used to say the pictures, that the souls of children never die; and do you think I shall go to God?” “You ask me a difficult question, my little boy,” said I.  “Is it, sir?” said the child, “I am not afraid to die, and I know I shall die.”  “Well, child, I should not be afraid to change states with you; for if such as you do not go to God, I do not know what will become of such as myself; and from what I know of you, I firmly believe that you will, and all like you; but you know what I used to tell you at school.”  “Yes, sir, I do; you used to tell me that I should pray to God to assist me to do to others as I would that they should do to me, as the hymn says; and mother knows that I always said my prayers, night and morning; and I used to pray for father and mother, master and