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but seldom with rudeness. By degrees she found one at least, in every family, ready to welcome her visits. The books became liked-then valuedmany were retained to be read over again, and not seldom was she witness of their usefulness, by finding them on the beds of the sick, and even beheld the triumphant departure of Believers, who either had received their first spiritual impressions, or were strengthened and established by means of the books they had read. Thus encouraged, we have gone on adding to our library, and enlarging our sphere, till both have become extensive; and though I have only mentioned the distant readers, of course it will be inferred that those nearer home were not neglected. But farm-houses, and lonely cottages are most important, as in the general activity of doing good, they too often are left out.

Now surely, any lady will see that it is in her power to benefit souls to a considerable extent, by so quiet, unobtrusive, and effective a system as this. True, there may not be many individuals like the agent to whom I have alluded, equally gifted with health and energy; yet such may be sought for and found.

For £2, a subscriber to the Religious Tract Society, may have thirty books and a sufficient number of Tracts to begin with; £5 would furnish an excellent library, and as much, added every year, would keep it going and enlarging. We spend upwards of £10 annually, but the sphere is wide. Generally speaking, we have found it best to lend narrative tracts and entertaining books in the first instance. We then proceed to doctrines, and after some time, persons who once would only relish what was amusing, ask only for what is spiritual.

Let me seriously call the attention of your readers, to this important sphere of usefulness. Such as are strong and active, may take part in the distribution of books themselves; and those who are not able to do so, may originate, organize, and carry out the plan, by the agency of others. As they are encouraged by the happy results, they will soon (if living in towns) feel how desirable it is to supply workshops, flymen, and every class of persons, with books adapted to their reading; not only that they may read what is good, but avoid reading what is evil. Novel-reading, even in country places, exists to a degree little imagined; and infamous newspapers abound every where.

I wish only to add, further, a remarkable instance which lately occurred in France, relative to the advantage of lending religious tracts.

Bibles were left in two districts, in the one with tracts, and in the other without. When these districts were visited some months after, that in which no tracts were circulated, was found without the Bibles, which had not been valued, and had been given up to the priests. In the other district, they were all carefully preserved,

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Believe me, with great respect,

Your constant reader, A. A.

Should any one desire other hints on this subject, or like to have lists of books, such a request addressed as below, will be readily complied with.

A. A,

Care of Mr. Bayley,

Post Office,

Gravel Pits, Kensington.

PAUL THE AGED.

(PHILEMON 9.)

He sits within his prison walls, and memory brings to mind

His strangely chequered portion in the world he leaves behind;

And as the star of mortal life seems in its course to

wane,

He feels that though to live is Christ, to die is countless gain.

He was of weather-beaten brow, that prisoner grey and old,

For him the drought consumed by day, by night the bitter cold,

When in past days of pilgrimage he slighted joys of rest,

And fought a stalwart soldier, with the red cross at his breast.

He was of purest Hebrew blood; well versed in antique store

Of rabbin's mystic canons, and traditionary loreAnd once a bigot in the cause of Judah's blindfold zeal,

To death and dungeons he the true and chosen seed would hale.

The Ethiop's hues were vanished now; the leopard's stains were lost;

Those things were dim and tasteless now, which

once had charmed him most;

And he, who then had watched with joy, the protomartyr's death,

Was burning now with meek desire to share his thornknit wreath.

Oh! where gat he those many scars, and where that bending gait,

And why so hollowed are his cheeks-his locks so thin and white

And though a gleam of eloquence breathes in his earnest eyes,

Why are they dimmed with film that speaks of bygone miseries?

His own sad tale shall tell us ; * yet he seeks not to deplore,

But, glad to suffer shame, he counts them happy that endure

Not tribulation, nor distress, not famine, peril, sword, Could separate his soul, he knew, from Christ her wedded Lord.

Though troubled, not distressed; perplexed, but smiling at despair,

Though persecuted, not cast off by Jesu's tender care; He fainted not; but joyed to find, while heart and flesh gave way,

His inward man renewed in strength and vigour day by day.

* 2 Cor. xi. 23--28.

Paul the aged! what a volume speak those soft, pathetic words,

What varied melody is swept from those few plaintive chords!

Paul the aged! 'tis the veteran with his campaigns all complete

Paul the aged! 'tis the pilgrim at the long-sought wicket gate!

Bayswater, Oct., 1844.

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