his people with regard to both. I will not make out of the state a score of little states, and scatter my pence among them. I will not make out of the church a score of little sects or churches. I cannot amalgamate the church of Christ with any thing, nor transfer its rights, its honors, its usages, or its glory, to any of these ephemeral expedients. Whatever I do of a social nature, I do either as a Christian or as a citizen of the world.

Yours with high esteem and Christian affection,

A. C.

LETTERS FROM EUROPE-No. XXXI.

My dear Clarinda-IN my last letter I informed you of my safe arrival at Moree, in the county of Tyrone. This is the residenceand a very delightful residence it is-of brother John Tener, the most prominent of our Irish brethren in the cause of reformation.

Many years ago-in the days of the Christian Baptist-a number of copies of that work, and some others then published by me, had been ordered to Ireland. One of these, accidentally, as we sometimes say, fell into the hands of William Tener, a very talented and promising youth, then a resident of the city of London Derry. A small society of Independent or Haldanean brethren, had worshipped together for several years in the house of his father, Robert Tener, then residing near Dungannon. William, at that time engaged in trade at Derry, got so much inspired with zeal and love for the truth, that he immediately engaged in its advocacy. Enamored with the views developed in the Christian Baptist, he fearlessly and eloquently became their advocate on all occasions, and successfully too; for the whole society meeting in Tyrone through his instrumentality were induced to give them a favorable hearing, which terminated in their general conviction of their truthfulness and importance.

This most promising youth was of a delicate constitution, and while on his passage to the United States fell a prey to the consumption. His brother Isaac, who was then his companion, had the melancholy pleasure of witnessing his triumphant death and of seeing his body committed to the mighty deep in hope of a blissful resurrection when the sea shall give up the dead that are in it.

The cause of original Christianity has not much spread in that county, through the want of public advocates; not one, indeed, of commanding talents being engaged in its public advocacy. Brother Henshall, as in Belfast, had, with much acceptance to the commu

nity, filled a number of my appointments, reaching from that city to Newry. We had a favorable hearing in all places, and left a good impression. I spoke in Moree, Cookstown, and Dungannon, with much debility of body, growing out of my incarceration and great physical labors in Scotland. I had, indeed, for the time the appointments had been out, large and attentive audiences in these places. The Presbyterian churches-I mean the Presbyterian churches of Dungannon and Cookstown-were cordially opened to me, while that of the late Alexander Carson of Tubbermore was refused by his eldest son, then pastor in charge of a portion of his father's congregation. The Presbyterian minister in charge at Cookstown, Mr. Morell, not only freely gave me his house, but an unrestricted license to preach the word, as I understood it, "Not even withholding my views on the most unpopular tenet—the weekly communion"—which, by the way, he believed himself to be the duty of every Christian congregation. He heard me, as I learned, with much pleasure, not on that subject, but upon Peter's confession of faith and the foundation of Christ's church; which, indeed, was not acquiesced in, but which elicited a letter to me from an intelligent Roman Catholic, a respectable citizen of Cookstown, assuring me of his conviction by that discourse of the errors of Popery, and his desire to become acquainted with our views of original Christianity.

I learned that so orthodox was my young friend Carson, that he refused the meeting-house at Tubbermore on the ground that I was an “unconverted or unregenerate man," and, I think, refused to hear me preach on the same ground. His parents were but partially acquainted with my real views; for, strange to tell, his father took it into his head that I was a Unitarian-a mere German Neologist; and so represented me to his congregation. Mrs. Carson, a lady of pre-eminent talents and piety, as I am informed, declared to a friend of mine that there was no work in her library that, notwithstanding this allegation, she was more "fascinated with than the Christian Baptist, which, when she had opened, she could not lay down without reading an article or two."

It was offered as an apology for young Mr. Carson, that, on demanding a salary from the church at Tubbermore, the congregation, being unwilling to accede to his conditions, he was intent on leaving them; and having a call to Perth in Scotland, from a church of orthodox Baptists, he was desirous of keeping his reputation pure from the imputation of any partiality for our views. Be this as it may, I only state the fact for the information of many brethren from Tubbermore, who have, on their arrival in this country, united

with our churches. I have since learned that Mr. Carson has left his father's flock much divided and distracted, and has gone to Perth to labor for the church of that town.

Dr. Alexander Carson, it is alleged, spoiled his church at Tubbermore, as parents spoil a child, by being too kind to it. He never exacted a salary from it. His son, intending to reform it in this particular, made "his little finger heavier than his father's thigh." Still the young man is, no doubt, right in the principle, however injudicious in the application of it, that the shepherd should live on the flock which he feeds.

By the way, it does not appear to be known in Ireland or Scotland that the degree of L. L. D. was conferred on Alexander Carson by one of our colleges-that of Harrodsburg. It may be a hint to some of the colleges got up by the Disciples, that they be not too lavish of such honors on strangers. They sometimes give a power to injure, by a factitious influence, those who are not with us fully in the work of the Lord. I willingly, indeed, accorded to Alexander Carson the literary honor intended and indicated by the degree. His work on Baptism alone merited such a distinction; for, I doubt not, it has been conferred by other colleges on a hundred other men who deserved less than he.

Though no where on my tour more unfit to labor than in Ireland, because of indisposition, I felt no where more desirous of setting before the community the great principles which distinguish us as a community. But for this work I was providentially hindered both by persecution and ill health. I felt grieved, especially for the sake of those few noble spirits who have so long and so patiently borne their testimony for the truth against strong and well organized hosts of opposition.

Brother Tener assembled at his own spacious residence, in the midst of a rich variety of the beauties of Nature and of Art, a large company of his neighbors and friends, for conversation on certain great matters; with whom I spent a very interesting day, being specially fitted for it by the medical skill and laborious attentions and dispensation of all manner of restoratives by sister Tener, one of the most accomplished, most excellent, and amiable of ladies, and one of the most exemplary Christians I have met with in any country. But I talked myself so fully out, that next morning I had scarcely physical strength left to walk into the garden without leaning on my staff.

The day of parting came. A portion of that delightful society from Scotland and Belfast left in the morning at its early dawn.—

In the course of the day, accompanied by young Mr. Tener and brother James M'Crum, a young gentleman of very handsome attainments as a scholar, a writer, and a poet, I bade a long farewell to the household of faith at Moree, and set out for the counties of Armagh and Down. That evening we safely arrived in Rich Hill, where a large assembly had, on a former occasion, convened to hear me; but from not seeing me then, and not having generally heard of my second appointment, I had but a small congregation; to whom I delivered a short address in the Presbyterian meeting-house, and went out to sojourn with one of my old pupils, Nathaniel Greer, Esq., now one of the most distinguished farmers of that part of the county: his lady also, being the daughter of Mr. Gillis, merchant, of Market Hill, with whom, when attending an academy in that town, I had boarded. I felt quite at home with these intimates of my youth. I found Mr. Greer's memory replete with a hundred anecdotes more than forty years old, in which he and myself had been concerned, and of some of which I could say, Magna pars fui.

I had many a question to ask, and many a tale to hear, full of instruction in the affairs and revolutions of human life. The fortunes of the most distinguished families, beginning with that of Wm. Richardson, esq., lord of the manor, formerly member of Parliament, to whose family of three daughters I had been for some time tutor when 19 years old, passed in review before us. The details of the lives of a score of my other pupils, many of them already dead, passed in rapid review before us. With few exceptions, their lives and fortunes corresponded with their characters when at school. With much pleasure and information, we spent much of one day and two evenings in such conversations.

Amongst my pupils had been the Rev. Mr. Robert Morrison, now minister of the large Presbyterian church at Market Hill, who heard me preach in Rich Hill on Thursday evening, 22d September, and with whom, by special request, I spent the evening of the 23d at his own pleasant mansion, erected on the ground on which his father's house stood when he was an elder of my father's congregation.

I found my friend Mr. Morrison an intelligent and well read theologian in the doctrines and history of his own church, a very estimable and social gentlemen. Our conversations on religion were practical rather than polemical, and general rather than particular. He had made an appointment for me to speak to his own congregation; but my time would not permit, having engagements at Chester, England, which forbade any farther delay in Ireland. SERIES III-VOL. V.

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Mr. Greer spent the whole of that day, the 23d, in carrying me in his carriage over the grounds around my father's farm and residence, the old stone meeting-house, and the surrounding residences of the prominent members of his congregation. But more than forty years had carried them all away, except a few members of their families, who still reside on their patrimonial inheritances or in their immediate environs; of which class Mr. Greer himself was one, occupying the same house and farm on which his father died some 50 years ago. We had the sexton to open the old meeting-house, some 60 feet by 40; and with many a melancholy, though somewhat pleasing reminiscence, I surveyed the pews, saying to myself, ‘Here sat such a one, and there sat such a one; but where sit they now?' The pulpit and the doors were new modified; all else was in statu quo as it was when I heard him in April, 1807, deliver his farewell sermon to a large and weeping concourse.

On Saturday morning, the 24th, we set sail for Newry, via Market Hill. This town was the only one in the county of Armagh that had grown any since I last visited it. I stopped for a few minutes in quest of some old acquaintances. I had to introduce myself to the only two I found in it. We arrived in Newry at 2 o'clock, spent there some four hours, and hasted on to Warren Point, if possible to sail for Liverpool, distant some 150 miles. Having spent some two or three years of my boyhood in Newry, I desired much to spend a few days in it; but seeing that I had disappointed a large congregation asssembled to hear me on my own appointment, one of the most intellectual and respectable that brother Henshall reported he had seen in the three kingdoms during his tour, I could not prevail upon myself to hazard other disappointments by delaying so long as to call on one of them, save two ladies who met me in the street, and simultaneously recognizing each other, though more than forty years had intervened since last we met. With these I enjoyed a tete-a-tete, a very agreeable interview of one hour; and having transacted a few items of business entrused to me with other persons, we hasted to Carlingford Bay and Warren Point, where, the same evening, after a very pleasant ride and supper with brethren M'Crum and Tener, I got on board a splendid steamer, laid me down in a good berth, and awoke next morning in sight of Wales and Old England; where, at 10 o'clock, I safely landed, finding on the shore, awaiting my arrival, brethren Davies and Woodnorth. The church not meeting in Liverpool till afternoon because of some disappointment, we went to hear the celebrated Dr. Raffles, Congregationalist; whose church, both external and internal-the building and the