he addressed the young; and it seemed as though he spoke the very thoughts of my heart; and the sweet supplication offered on their behalf that they might be preserved from the snares of the delusive world, may it be answered.

4th Mo. 15th, 1838.  I want to give up every thing, every thought, every affection, in short, my whole self, to my offered Saviour.  Then would His kingdom come, and His will be done.  Instead of the thorn would come up the fir-tree, and instead of the brier the myrtle-tree.  How precious, how holy, how peaceful, that kingdom!  Oh! if I may yet hope; if mercy is left, I beseech Thee, hear and behold me, and bring me “out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon the rock.”

5th Mo. 26th, 1839.  A beautiful First-day.  Every thing sweet and lovely; fulfilling the purpose of its creation as far as man is not concerned.  Birds and insects formed for happiness, are now completely happy.  But ah! they were formed to give glory to God, by testifying to man His goodness.  Ten thousand voices call upon me to employ the nobler talents intrusted for the same purpose.  Nearly sixteen years have I been warned, and sweetly called upon to awake out of sleep:  “What meanest thou, O sleeper? arise, and call upon thy God!” How shall I account, in the last day, for these things?  It is often startling to think how time is advancing, and how ill the day’s work keeps pace with the day.  For even now, poor drowsy creature that I am, it is but occasional sensibility, with the intervals buried in vain dreams; and even at such times, my poor warped affections, and busy imaginations, crowded with a multitude of images, refuse to yield to the command, “Be still, and know that I am God.”  I have, indeed, found that in whatever circumstances I may he placed, I can never be really happy without the religion of the heart; without making the Lord my habitation; and oh, may it be mine, through Christ’s humbling and sanctifying operations, to know every corner of my heart made fit for the dwelling-place of Him who is with the meek and contrite ones.  Then shall the remaining days of my pilgrimage be occupied in the energetic employment of those talents which must otherwise rise up for my condemnation in the last day.

6th Mo. 2d.  It is not for me to say any more “thus far will I go, but no farther,” either in the narrow or the broad way.  In the former, we cannot refuse to proceed without receding; in the latter, if we will take any steps, it is impossible to restrain ourselves.  Besetting sins, though apparently opposite ones, sad stumbling-blocks in the way of the cross, are unrestrained activity of thought and indolence:  the former proceeds from earthly-mindedness; and the latter as a sure consequence from the want of heavenly-mindedness.  Oh that by keeping very close to Jesus, my wandering heart may receive the impression of His hand, that the new creation may