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these persecuted servants of God. Mrs. Tooly had listened with uncommon attention to Mr. Rogers's story, and when he had ended it, she asked him, “ And are you that Mr. Rogers's son?” He told her he was': upon which she said, « Well, as long as I have been acquainted with you, I never « knew that before. And now I will tell you something « which you do not know: I am the very girl “ father blessed in the manner you have related ; and it made “an impression upon me which I could never forget. Upon this double discovery Mr. Rogers and Mrs. Tooly found an additional tie of mutual love and affection, and then he and Mr. Bradbury expressed a desire to know how she, who had been brought up in an aversion to the Dissenters, and to serious religion, now discovered such an attachment to both. Upon which she chearfully gave them the following narrative.

After her grand-father's death she became sole heiress to his estate, which was considerable. Being in the bloom of youth, and having none to controul her, she run into all the fashionable diversions of the age, without any restraint. But she confessed that when the pleasurable scenes were over, she found a dissatisfaction both with them and herself that always struck a damp to her heart, which she did not know how to get rid of any other way than by running the same round over and over

again ; but all was in vain. Having contracted some slight illness, she thought she would go to Bath, hearing that it was a place for pleasure as well as health. When she came thither she was providentially led to cousult an apothecary who was a very worthy and religious man. When he in. quired what ailed her, she answered, “ Why, doctor, I don't * ail much as to my body, but I have an uneasy mind, that I “cannot get rid of."-Truly Miss, said he, I was so too till I met with a certain book; and that cured me. " Books! said she: I get all the books I can lay my hands on: all the plays, novels and romances I hear of: but after I have read them my uneasiness is the same.” That may be, Miss, said he, and I don't wonder at it. But as to this book I speak of, I can say of it what I can say of no other I ever read, That I never tire in reading it, but can begin to read it again as if I had never read it before ; and I always see something new in it. Pray Doctor, says she, what book is that?”—Nay, Miss, answered he, that is a secret I don't tell every one. " But could not I get a sight of that book ?" says she, “ Yes, replied he, if you speak me fair, I can help you to a sight of it.


“ Pray you please.

“ Pray then get it me Doctor, and I'll give you any thing

“Yes, said he, if you will promise me one thing, I'll bring it you: and that is, that you will read it over carefully ; and if you should not see much in it at first. that you will give it a second reading." She promised faith. fully that she would. After coming two or three times with- . out it, to raise her curiosity, he at last took it out of his pocket and gave it her.

This book was the New Testament. When she look. ed at it she said, with a flirt, “ Poh! I could get that at “ any time.” Why Miss, said he, so you might: but remember I have your solemn promise that you will read it carefully “ Well, says she, though I never read it before, “ I'll give it a reading.” Accordingly she began to read it, and it soon attracted her attention. She saw something in it, wherein she had a deep concern; but her mind now be. came ten times more uneasy

than ever.

Not knowing what to do, she soon returned to London, resolved to try again what the diversions there would do to dissipate her gloom. But nothing of this kind answered her purpose.-She lodged at the court end of the town, where she had with her a fe. male companion. One Saturday evening she had a remarkable dream, which was, That she was in a place of worship where she heard a sermon, but when she awoke she could remember nothing but the text. This dream, however, made a deep impression upon her mind; and the idea she had of the place and of the minister's person, was as strong as if she had been long acquainted with both. On the Lord'sday morning, she told her dream to her companion, and said, that after breakfast she was resolved to go in quest of the place, though she should go from one end of London to the other. They accordingly set out, and went into several churches as they passed along, but none of them answered to what she saw in her dream. About one o'clock they found themselves in the heart of the city, where they dined, and then set out again in search of this place of worship.

Being in the Poultry about half an hour after two o'clock, they saw a great number of people going down the Old Jewry, and she determined to see where they went. She mingled with the company, and they conducted her to the meeting-house in the old Jewry, where Mr. Shower was then minister. As soon as she entered the door, and surveyed the place, she turned to her companion and said, with some surprise, “ This is the very place I saw in my dream." She


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had not been long before she saw Mr Shower go up into the pulpit, and looking at him with greater surprise, she said, “ This is the very man I saw in my dream, and if every part of it hold true, he will take for his text Psalm cxvi. 7. Return unto thy rest, O my soul, for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee. When he rose up to pray, she was all attention, and every sentence went to her heart. Having finished his prayer, he took that very passage which she had mentioned for his text, and God was pleased to make the discourse founded upon it, the means of her saving conversion; and thus she at last found what she had so long sought elsewhere in vain, Rest to her soul. And now she obtained that blessing from God the fountain of felicity, which pious Mr. Rogers, so many years before, had so solemnly and fervently implored on her behalf.

The above extraordinary narrative was communicated by the late Rey. Mr. Davidson of Braintree, to Mr. Arch. Wallace, merchant at Edinburgh, Oct. 12, 1767. And was authenticated by the well-known and respectable Dr. Wood of Norwich. The present venerable Dr. Erskine has printed it in a little volume of Letters, chiefty addressed to the af, flicted. It was also published some years ago, in a small pamphlet by the Rev. Mr. Decourcy.


CROSTHWAITE. Mr. JAMES CAVE. Born at Banbury in Oxfordshire. His father was a brazier, but that he was brought up to that business was a false report. He had been in the wars in Scotland, where he was a captain, and became for some time a preacher in Carlisle, from whence he went to Keswick, where he resided, and exercised his ministry at some of the chapelrias in Crosthwaite parish. He was ordained by the associated ministers of Cumberland, who gave him a testimonial “ as a person of an unblameable life, and who appeared upon their examination to be duly qualified and gifted for the ministry, and properly called to it in that place.” [This may be seen in Cal. Con. p. 229, signed by Richard Gilpin, and six others.] He remained some years at this place, where he studied hard, and was laborious in preaching and repeating sermons, instructing and catechizing youth. It appears that he had several orders of the Commissioners for propagating the gospel in the four vol. I, No. 9.


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