The marks of a Divine change were too prominent to be easily mistaken; and in this very child, I, for the first time, witnessed the evident testimonies of such a change.

How encouraging, how profitable to my own soul! "Sir," continued little Jane, "I had one day been thinking that I was neither fit to live nor die: for I could find no comfort in this world, and I was sure I deserved none in the other.

On that day you sent me to learn the verse on Mrs.B---'s headstone, and then I read that on the one next to it." "I very well remember it, Jenny; you came back, and repeated them both to me." "There were two lines in it which made me think and meditate a great deal." "Which were they ?" "'Hail Glorious gospel! heavenly light, whereby We live with comfort, and with comfort die.' I wished that glorious gospel was mine, that I might live and die with comfort; and it seemed as if I thought it would be so.

I never felt so happy in all my life before.

The words were often in my thoughts,-- 'Live with comfort, and with comfort die.' Glorious gospel, indeed! I thought." "My dear child, what is the meaning of the word gospel ?" "Good news." "Good news for whom ?" "For wicked sinners, sir." "Who sends this good news for wicked sinners ?" "The Lord Almighty." "And who brings this good news ?" "Sir, _you_ brought it to _me_." Here my soul melted in an instant, and I could not repress the tears which the emotion excited.