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Life of Murray.-We are informed that Bowen & Cushing of Boston, have published the second edition of The Life of Rev. John Murray, the first preacher of Universalism in America.. Price, $1,25, bound, or $1 in boards.

Installation.-Rev. Calvin Gardner, who recently has been preaching at Charlestown, Mass. has received and accepted an invitation from the Universalist Society in Duxbury to become their pastor. His installation will take place on the eleventh of April next. Sermon by Rev. Hosea Ballou 2d, of Roxbury.-U. Magazine.

Ordained, at Burke, March 14, Br. Daniel Wellman. Services as follows: introductory prayer by Br. Whitcomb; Sermon by Br. J. E. Palmer, from Titus iii. 8. Consecrating prayer by Br. M. Coburn; right hand of fellowship by Br. J. Moore; delivery of the Scriptures and charge, by Br. J. E. Palmer; concluding prayer by Br. J. Moore. This was an interesting season-The assembly large and solemn.

Br. Hudson's Letters addressed to Br. Ballou of Boston, are now in press at Woodstock, and will be ready for subscribers early in June.

The Repository will be published at the same time and place as heretofore. Those who wish to subscribe for the 8th vol. will send us word immediately.

OBITUARY.

At Hartland, March 7, Mr. JOSIAH BROWN, aged 23. This young man was universally esteemed by all who knew him. He was exemplary in his life and conversation. Having obtained a good English education, with some knowledge of the languages, possessing a fine genius, with a very retentive memory, he promised, if his life had been spared, to be a very useful member of Society. But alas! it was otherwise

ordered; and it is our duty to be reconciled. He was а
member of the Masonic fraternity, and was esteemed as a
worthy Brother among them. But what is most afflicting of
all, he has left a young widow, to mourn his early and sudden
exit, to whom he had been married but a few weeks. May
the God of consolation be her support in this time of sorrow.
His funeral was attended at the South-village in Woodstock
by an unusually numerous concourse of people from Hartland
and the neighboring towns. A Sermon was delivered on the
occasion, by Rev. Robert Bartlett, from Psalms lxxxix. 48.
“What man is he that liveth, and shall not see death?" The
procession then proceeded to the tomb, where the Masonic
services were read in an affecting manner, by a Brother;
and the brethren deposited the sprigs of Cassia in the tomb.
After the expression of gratitude, in behalf of the mourners,
was offered by Mr. Bartlett, the procession with much appa-
rent emotion and affection, took their last farewell.

"Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb,
Take this new treasure to thy trust;
And give these sacred relics room,
To seek a slumber in the dust.

"Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here,
And angels watch his soft repose.
"So Jesus slept;-God's dying Son
Pass'd through the grave, and blest the bed;
Rest here, fair youth, till from God's throne,
The morning break, and pierce the shade.
"Break from his throne, illustrious morn ;
Attend, O earth! his sovereign word;
Restore thy trust-a glorious form-
He must ascend to meet his Lord."

At Hartland, April 9, Mrs. RHODA SMITH, Consort of Mr. Ephraim Smith, aged 57. Mrs. Smith was an industrious and faithful wife, a good mother, and an excellent neighbor. She left the world, being resigned to her condition, in the hope of meeting her Savior in the kingdom of immortal unspeakable glory.

At Windham, Feb. 24, Mrs. ANNA GODDARD, aged 56 years, consort of Samuel Goddard, Esq. Mrs. Goddard, for several years, was a member of a Baptist church, but on re

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ceiving more light, she became a firm and unwavering believer in the salvation of all men. For this faith, which is full of charity, she was excommunicated from the Baptist church. Her life and conversation were such, that we believe her a Christian, and are fully persuaded, that she has exchanged a world of trial and sorrow, for a world of joy and unfading glory.

At Plainfield, March 20, Mr. NATHAN SKINNER, aged 33. Br. Skinner was a man beloved and respected by all who knew him. His sickness was short, only four days, and very distressing; but he was enabled to bear it with christian patience, and to contemplate death with calmness and resignation in the exercise of that hope which is as an anchor to the soul. He has left a wife and one child to mourn his loss. Ou the 22d, Rev. J. E. Palmer of Barre, preached at his funeral, to a large concourse of people, from Psalm xlvi. 10. "Be still, and know that I am God." Br. Skinner died in the full belief of the restoration of all men to holiness and happiness.

Our opposers have lost one of their mighty weapons, viz. "This doctrine will do to live by, but not to die by." God enables many of his children to leave this world rejoicing in his infinite and impartial goodness.

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Died in Plymouth, March 15, SARAH AMELIA MARSH, daughter of Mr. Ara Marsh, aged 2 years, wanting 10 days. Precious in a parent's eye,— Always seeming very nighIs his little offspring dear, As life's progress does appear. Blooming in its early day, Smiling like a morning ray, Who would think the child, so soon, Would its little race have run? But the monster, death, has press'd What a parent's hand caress'd; Raging in resist less strife, Smote the rising flower of life. In the larger circle round, SARAH's name may faintly sound; Yet, methinks, I know the spot, Where her mem'ry's not forgot; Where the mourning father lives, Where the afflicted mother grieves. Cease, fond parents, cease your sighs: Jesus not his love denies;

Children in his arms were taken,
Not the meanest were forsaken.
Kindly he will give them place
With the ransom'd of our race.

POETRY.

PARTING FRIENDS.

Composed and sung by three friends on parting.

When shall we three meet again?
When shall we three meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope retire,
Oft shall wearied love expire,
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we three shall meet again!

Tho in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath an hostile sky;
Tho the deep between us rolls,
Friendship shall unite our squls;
Still in fancy's rich domain,
Oft shall we three meet again!

When around this youthful pine
Moss shall creep, and ivy twine;
When these burnish'd locks are grey,
Thinn'd by many a toil-spent day,
May this long lov'd bow'r remain,
Here may we three meet again.

When the dream of life is fled,
When its wasted lamp is dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, pow'r and fame are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign,
Then may we three meet again!

S. C.

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