requested him to bury her. She was looking forward to death with pleasure, because she was longing to be with her precious Jesus.

January 2.-She suffered very much, and whilst I was supporting her head, I quoted some verses of Mr. Toplady's

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"Payment God cannot twice demand;
First at the bleeding Surety's hand,
And then again at mine."

At that time she was too weak to reply, but she smiled and nodded assent. She dozed several times during the last night, and talked much in her sleep, and when awake she said, "Do you, mamma, pray for my easy transition? I am so happy. I shall soon be with Jesus, to praise Him better than I possibly can here, and it will be for ever. O my precious Jesus! how pleasant it is to pray to Thee; once it was not so, but it is delightful employment now." After dozing a little, she broke out, "Oh, I see Him, my precious Jesus! Yes, it is He! I see a group of angels all around me, and, what is more, Jesus near me-ah, and in me! Dear, dear Jesus, do take me to-night!" and when daylight appeared, she said, “Do take me to-day!" Then addressing herself to me, said, "The separation will not be for long; you will soon come to me. I feel very strange now. I cannot breathe regularly." I moved her pillows. She then requested me to sit near her, and read a chapter out of the Bible, adding, "Perhaps I may die whilst you are reading." A few minutes after this she most affectionately embraced her papa, and said, "Dear, dear papa.' "These were her last words to him. She then requested me to lift her up in the bed, and in a few minutes, without a groan or a struggle, she breathed out her soul

into the arms of her beloved Jesus, exactly at nine o'clock on the morning of the 3rd of January, 1869, and so began her eternal Sabbath in heaven. Her age was eleven years and four months. May my last end be like hers, strong in faith, giving glory to God.

The opinion of myself and husband of your piety and judgment is the reason of giving you the trouble of looking over this paper, and if you think it worth publishing in the LITTLE GLEANER, we desire you to send it to the Editor, as soon as you conveniently can. I am, dear Sir, Yours most sincerely,

JANE WHITE,

No doubt she's in glory, for while she was here,
The Lord in her bosom implanted His fear,
And gave her self-loathing, with penitence true,
And led her, with sorrow, her vileness to view.

No doubt she's in glory, she grieved for her sins,
And fled to the Fountain that purges from stains;
Not a work of her own for acceptance she named,
All hope in her doings she freely disclaim'd.

No doubt she's in glory, she hung on that nail,
A crucified Jesus, which never can fail;
Her hope was entirely in Jesus, her Lord,
She fled to His fountain, and trusted His word.

No doubt she's in glory, on earth she was blest
With sacred communion with Jesus, her Rest;
The sure Word of Promise supplied her with food,
She lived upon Jesus, His flesh and His blood.

No doubt she's in glory, her end was true peace,
She finished, though early, with gladness her race;
Her sky was all cloudless, though the sun of her days
Went down in the morning, how bright were its rays.

No doubt she's in glory, then freely I write
Her name in my pages with sacred delight,
Believing most fully her record's on high,

She's now with the blood-bought who sing in the sky.
No doubt she's in glory, dear reader, now stand,
And ask, "Am I ready, if death is at hand?
My sins have I quitted, my righteousness, too,
Oh, have I renounced with all I can do?

"No doubt she's in glory, but what is my case?
Oh, have I received the gift of true grace?
And have I to Jesus been glad to repair,
And seek for salvation by suppliant prayer.

"No doubt she's in glory, but oh, have I fled
To Jesus who suffered and rose from the dead?
And am I now trusting alone in the Lamb,

Getting strength, too, for service through faith in His
Name ?

"Then I soon in glory shall live, and shall sing
My high hallelujahs of praise to my King,
All clean in His fountain, enrobed, too, in white,
Shall wave my blest palm-branch in regions of light.
"But till I reach glory, I daily would find,
From Jesu's rich fulness, supplies for the mind,
To help me on hourly to battle with sin,
And make my heart loyal to Jesus, my King.”

Yes, you too in glory will soon be, through grace,
If you can say truly that this is your case;
Not one who, while living, to Jesus shall come,
But soon shall inherit in glory a home.-EDITOR.

Clearly she was taught of God.
Lived on Jesus' flesh and blood;
All her trust was in the Lord,
Read she did with joy His Word,
A nd with pleasure then would trace

Jesus in His love and grace;
A nd with Him, 'tis sweetly clear,
Now she dwells, all free from fear.
E very note she sings on high
W afts His praises through the sky.
Happy soul, redeem'd from hell,
In the courts on high you dwell,
To His Name you gladly raise

E verlasting hymns of praise.--EDITOR.

LETTER FROM MR. EMERY IN REFERENCE TO THE ABOVE.

MY DEAR BROTHER,-I am glad you are very pleased with the account of that dear lamb in the bosom of the Chief Shepherd and Bishop of souls. Her parents' residence is about sixteen miles from my home. I have occasionally spoken there since my return to England, and visited the dear child several times, with much refreshing to my own spirit. The first time I visited her, I asked her if I should read to her. She said "yes,” and wished me to read just where I pleased. I believe I read Psalm ciii., making some few remarks as I read, which had an opening effect on her spirit, so as to bring our spirits into a sweet unity. I remember asking her if I should pray with her, and if she had any desire to be healed of her diseases, as Jesus was the good and great Physican of all diseases, of body as well as mind. She said, as to her bodily diseases it would be a grief to her, she imagined, if she should harbour the thoughts of recovery. She had no hope of it nor the least desire for it, but she did very much want to go to Jesus, to see Him that had done such great things for her soul, which things she told out in few words, much to my satisfaction. I found her memory,

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mind, and conscience immersed into Christ and His love to a degree that I had scarcely ever before seen in old Christians. She said she should very much like me to baptize her, for she felt she should like publicly to own the Lord in His ways. As this was hopeless, I reminded her of the baptism of the Spirit that she had and was realizing in her soul, being by one Spirit baptized into the one body of Christ, and into His life of righteousness, and His sacrificial death and glorious resurrection, &c., by which we are begotten again unto a lively hope, to an inheritance incorruptible and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for her and for all that love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity and truth. "Oh," she said, "I do love, I do love Him." Her intelligent countenance brightened to a degree better seen than any attempt I can make to describe. She seemed as though her whole soul were in her eyes and ears; and had I not been in some measure_favoured with personal communion with Christ I could not have communed with this sweet child. I reminded her of the hope of God's calling her to Himself, and of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and of the glorious resurrection at Christ's coming the second time, without sin unto salvation, to be admired in all them that believe. The little lamb was fully alive to the subject, and when I attempted to speak to her of the glorious resurrection of the body of the believer, that it would be like unto the glorious body of Jesus, for the saint would be filled with all the fulness of Jesus that filleth all in all, "then," said I," you will be fully satisfied," she said, "Yes, forever and ever, I shall see Him and be with Him for ever and ever; I shall be in Him, I am in Him now, yes, now, and for ever-for ever." My other visits were much after the same manner. She wanted to