what becomes of Episcopacy? Where shall we find it?'

In the Bible, I think, and in England I am sure,' said my uncle, smiling. Why, what a terrible dilemma you seem to fancy we are in! We shall bear, next, that you are neither baptized nor married, unless we admit the Romish system to be a part of the Christian Church, which I never will admit, so long as these words stand in the bible.' He opened the book, and added, Paul too, speaks interrogatively, and asks questions far more weighty than any you have put to me, and wholly unanswerable: here, "What fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness? and what concord hath Christ with Belial? or what part hath he that believeth with an infidel? and what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in them; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people. Wherefore come out from among them and be ye separate saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing, and I will receive you, and will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty." Stand fast by the word of God, and never heed the curious and unlearned questions bearing on clerical genealogies, which are but a device of the enemy to entangle us in the old net. Is the word of God so bound, the power of God so limited as to be dependent on a mere external rite? Is the channel so essential that when the stream has, by mischance, run into the city sewer, we may not go back to the fountain for a fresh supply, but must needs carry our vessels to

some outlet, and catch the polluted drippings as they fall? No, no: we have an episcopal order, and a well-constituted ministry on the scriptural model, and let that suffice us. Our English Church was reformed, not of the same materials, for immortal souls are they; but of another generation of men, rescued by the Lord from the grasp of Satan; or else professing to be so for the sake of worldly advantage. Too much was conceded to them-the latter class, still Papists in heart—and we are now paying dear for those weak concessions, in retaining so much of Popery in our buildings and their externals, and accepting so much of what had belonged to the interloping usurper: but God in his own time and way will purify us from these, and we shall stand forth, an energetically protesting Christian Church, to His praise who called us and established us in the faith of the everlasting Gospel.'

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CHRISTIAN LADY'S MAGAZINE.

AUGUST, 1842.

JUDAH'S LION.

CHAPTER XVII.

WHO shall describe the feelings of Alick Cohen when he found himself actually entering the city of Jerusalem! Their path lay near the citadel, which rises, a cluster of stately towers, a little to the right; and in wonder he raised his eyes to the mighty proportions of that tower of Hippicus which dates from the days of Herod; and as a military guard emerged from its dark walls to relieve that which had charge of the gate, the fire of his glance was again kindled, and the thought passed through his mind, 'I fancied Jerusalem a heap of ruins-how different it is! Oh for a storming party of the sons of Jacob, to carry these fortifications! Oh for a little band of true Israelites to man these walls! We need no Nehemiah to build them up, for they are in noble preservation; and what matter if another Sennacherib with his godless host encamped without them, AUGUST, 1842.

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would Israel fear? would the lion of Judah quail?' He gazed around him as the words rose almost to his lip, and encountered the eye of Da Costa fixed on him with scrutinizing earnestness, and an expression sternly sad, which recalled other thoughts of national sin and national chastisement, so often the theme of that noble Jew's discourse, but the longing of his heart was irrepressible, the current of his fancy could not be turned. To re-conquer Jerusalem seemed an enterprise so feasible, when he thought of the number, the wealth, the moral and physical power of his nation scattered over the whole world, that in imagination he already grasped the sword; already charged through those narrow streets, and drove before him the mingled rout of whom a stray individual only now and then crossed his path, with look so vacant, pace so leisurely, that it added fuel to the fire of his excited spirit. What did they there? was his indignant enquiry; was Zion to be trodden under foot by such as they?

The thread of his thoughts was suddenly broken by an exclamation in English, Is it possible!' and in a moment a gentleman sprang towards the Ryans, who on their part returned his greeting most joyously. A few words sufficed for explanation, their course was altered; and after traversing a narrower street they stopped at the door of a respectable house, and the stranger, lifting Mrs. Ryan from her horse, said, 'This is your home; a place destitute indeed of all that we account conveniences; but oh, it is in a spot hallowed by the footsteps of HIM who had not where to lay his head!'

Charley was now resigned by Da Costa to the arms of his father, in a dozing state that seemed to pro

mise refreshing sleep. Captain Ryan, as he took him, turned to the stranger, and said, 'Moore, these are two Hebrew friends to whom I and mine are more indebted than I have words to tell.'

The Missionary, for such he was, though only at that time a temporary dweller in the Holy City, bowed low, and said that in truth and sincerity he should deem it an honour to receive them under his roof; only regretting that its limited space would not afford more than one apartment for the accommodation of his friends. To this Da Costa returned a courteous assurance that he and Alick were secure of good quarters; that he rejoiced in the more suitable lodging thus provided for Mrs. Ryan and her child; and that they would gladly avail themselves of his permission to look in on their friends after making some necessary arrangements. They then relinquished their horses to the guides, and struck off into another street.

'Now, Cohen,' said Da Costa, affectionately pressing the arm that was linked in his, You really must restrain yourself a little. This is not London.'

'I know that right well, Da Costa; every pulse in my heart, every sinew in my body, every breath of my life proclaims-This is Jerusalem!'

Softly!' returned the other, as he strove to moderate the pace of Alick's stride, You will attract attention, and be forced in the darkness of some prison cell to realize the galling fact, that here in our own glorious city, other lords beside the God of Israel have dominion over us.'

Ay, Da Costa, but why should they? Are we not able to dispute possession of this place? Is it not