Tears mingled with smiles--resignation brightened by hope--humility animated by faith--a child-like modesty adorned with the understanding of a riper age--gratitude, peace, devotion, patience--all these were visible.

I thought I distinctly saw them all--and did _I_ alone see them?
Is it too much to say that other created beings, whom I could not behold with my natural eyes, were witnesses of the scene?
If ministering angels do ascend and descend with glad tidings between earth and heaven, I think they did so then.
When I had concluded the service, I said,-- "Now, my dear Jane, you are indeed become a sister in the Church of Christ.

May his Spirit and blessing rest upon you, strengthen and refresh you!" "My mercies are great, very great, sir; greater than I can express.

I thank you for this favour--I thought I was too young--it seemed too much for me to think of; but I am now sure the Lord is good to me, and I hope I have done right." "Yes, Jenny; and I trust you are both outwardly and inwardly _sealed_ by the Holy Ghost to the day of redemption." "Sir, I shall never forget this day." "Neither, I think, shall I." "Nor I," said the good old woman; "sure the Lord has been in the midst of us three to-day, while we have been gathered together in his name." "Sir," said the child, "I wish you could speak to my mother when you come again.

But she keeps out of your sight.