reminded him of by-gone hours: the hill where they had watched the brilliant sunset, and conversed of the spiritual world it typifies; the house where he had seen her weep at the tale of another's woe; and the spot whence her heavenly tones had ascended in hymns to Jehovah, were sacred to the past, and Antioch seemed to him the dearest place on earth.

CHAPTER VII.

"Art thou then desolate ?

Of friends, of hopes forsaken ?-Come to me,
I am thine own."

Anon.

ONE evening, Clement strolled heedlessly to the ruin where he first saw Pauline, and throwing himself on the grass, reviewed in memory the hours he had passed with her, and his blighted hopes.

The rich notes of a plaintive song came with the breeze down the streamlet, and listening breathlessly, the young missionary caught the last verse:

"Sorrow-stricken, reft of home,

Friendless doom'd o'er earth to roam,
Lord, to thee I turn my eye;
Watch thy child, be ever nigh;

If thy will, O God of love!

Waft me to thy heav'n above;

Where blissful souls from earth set free,

Enjoy their immortality."

The song ceased, but not before Clement recognized the voice of the Roman girl, and plunging across the stream, he found the object of his solicitude by her father's grave.

The moon shone on his face, as hearing footsteps approaching, she raised her head, and uttering a faint scream of joy, on perceiving

who it was.

I have found thee, and

She was the next moment weeping on his neck. Pressing her with frantic ardour to his heart, he exclaimed, "At last-at last, my own beloved one, we have met ;-precious moment; now I am rewarded for the sufferings the pangs of absence; weep on, poor girl! thy life has been a troubled scene; lean upon a heart whose simplest thought is thine, and unfold thy sorrows. though robbed of each earthly hope, alone, and in poverty, thou hast been guarded by the eye of heaven, and heaven has ordered our meeting. Consent, Pauline, to be my own; flee with me to a sheltering place-a home, where, in weal and woe, in youth and age, my love shall be thy solace. I have prayed for, and long anticipated, this hour. When on the barren waste I felt alone, echoes of the past, sweet whisperings of the future, cheered me; though far away, thou wast in spirit near, for distance is a feeble barrier to part consociated minds, and love, like some guardian seraph, ever in temptation's hour kept me true to thee. Destroy not my bliss by a cold refusal, but tell me I have not loved thee thus in vain." Pauline confessed her heart was already his, and freely gave her plighted faith, for her confidence in his purity of heart banished re

serve.

Brightly the sun shone on the happy pair as the good bishop of Antioch, a few days afterwards, bestowed on them his blessing, and wished them God speed, after their marriage; but still brighter from their dark eyes beamed forth the bliss reigning in their hearts.

Theirs was that union of spirits, that true marriage, which, to the good, is an antepast of heaven, and typifies the eternal union of Christ and his church.

Their love was ardent,-pure, and raised their thoughts to heaven, its native land, whose very atmosphere is love,-whose simplest flower receives its tints from love.

Few are the spirits on earth, in which love blooms in all its freshness, for, like an exotic, it needs a genial sky; the blighting influence of sin withers it.

A feeling from the Godhead caught,
To wean from self each sordid thought;
A ray of him who form'd the whole;
A glory circling round the soul."*

Gladness filled Ameime when Clement and his bride entered; many an enthusiastic welcome was given them, and gifts were presented in honor of their nuptials.

* Byron.

CHAPTER VIII.

"I have seen

Hours dreadful, and things strange; but this sore sight
Has trifled former knowings."

Shakspere.

SWIFTLY and imperceptibly years rolled away; in prosperity, the wheels of time appear not tardy age began to silver the ebon locks of Pauline, and bow the lofty figure of Clement ; yet calmness reigned within their breasts. No vain regret or wish for the return of vanished hours, disturbed their peace, each regarded life on earth as the season of probation-the journey to a heavenly home, and though content to stay their appointed time below, still, like a bird with pinions ever ready to soar aloft, they awaited the summons to depart.

Clement had dwelt as a father among the Idumeans, consoling the wounded spirit, raising the despondent, and teaching them the truths and promises of the gospel, which, to the spirituallyminded, are messages of peace. His faithful partner participated in his zealous efforts, and cheered him by unvarying affection. His sons assisted in his ministerial duties, and his daughter, the young and lovely Alethea, like an angel of