work with both hands.' I replied I do f-,' and found my tongue was unable to utter the loved title. 'Go to work Mary,' he repeated. I asked what I must do. You know what God requires, do that— you will soon be twenty-seven years old, and must work for spiritual bread.'--I said I would; and asked him if he knew I had a fortune--no- he replied; but I know you have not-the silver, gold, and lands are the Lord's--he took me from them, and has lent the same to you take care of your father's moneyspend it and your time for God.'-I was going to entreat his advice farther, when a sudden noise awoke me-but I understand the dream, my beloved aunt. God requires me to become a mother to orphans; and I have waited till youth is gone by. I thought when my cousins entered the university, that I ought to set about it; but natural timidity, and youthful inexperience prevented my addressing you on the subject. I feared you would disapprove of my plan, and view it as premature zeal and forward self-sufficiency. While Ferdinand's case required my constant attention, this burden was suspended on my duty to him and to you, and did not oppress me.---But now, I feel it here [laying her hand upon her pious heart,] and have unfolded my case to you. Please to carry it to our heavenly Father in prayer, and know for yourselves, my friends, what is his will concerning the orphan Mary"-Here she paus

ed a few moments; and as her aunt and cousins refrained from speaking, and sat in a shower of tears, the sweet pilgrim added, "I have examined the Newspapers of late, to see if the advertising list presented a desirable purchase in the country, for our family, to which I might add a building suitable to shelter about twenty orphans, that I might live very near, without discommoding my dear aunt.'

"You will take me cousin, will you not, said Ferdinand, when you go to housekeeping? I will be your secretary."

"Certainly replied Mary. As long as you remain a cripple, you are my charge. My aunt must not claim that privilege, added she, smiling, and kissing off a tear from Mrs. Seymour's pale cheek. But I will suspend this subject for the present, and give you all time to pray over it, until you feel at liberty to declare your respective views; only shall observe, that I read an advertisement in the daily Messenger, this very morning, that interests my mind. It appears my dear aunt, that Halcyon villa is offered for sale again. It was my lamented father's early home in England, and my beloved mother's refuge from oppression and cruelty---but let me remember my promise, and go no farther at this time."

"My child, said Mrs. Seymour, I desire no

greater evidence that God calls upon you to sacrifice yourself to him, in this way, than I possess this moment. And I adore his wonder-working hand. When my boys entered college, had you opened your case to me, I was unprepared to acquiesce at all. I might, (and probably should) have smothered my contrary feelings, but I could not have touched your burden. Bodily affliction on myself and my son, has proved salutary to my mind, my soul, my heart. My pride is stained more and more. These shattered nerves declare that a retreat from London is absolutely decreed by their Maker; and that I must resign my childish desire of seeing my remaining sands of life falling in this favorite mansion of my amiable partner, whose peaceful eyes were closed in death here. Retirement will suit my present weak state, however-it is better for my poor crippled boy--Henri loves it, and so do you-therefore let us seek the cool shades of solitude, and forget the nerve annoying buz of London. Pursue your own plans Mary, I will go with you any where your mind leads, if it is back to Swit zerland, to live and die, in an Alpine valley."

Thank you, my dear aunt Seymour, said the tearful orphan. The land of my paternal forefathers, the country in whose bosom my earliest mortal guide drew his infant breath, has certainly a claim to my veneration and my prayers; but

England was the peaceful asylum of my dear father till after I was born-and on its borders rest his sainted dust. It is my mother's country too, and my native soil-and on Albion's isle I must stay and labor for my Redeemer, till he shall call me home.

My young reader may depend, that from this moment Mary was exceeding busy in making arrangements for the desirable change. She was never attached to city life; and rejoiced at the prospect of quitting it. Her admiration of rural scenes was not diminished by nearly nine years residence in the far famed metropolis of England; for still the pilgrim remembered the woodrobin's note, and the lark's cheerful lay, and she panted for the pure breeze that is fanned by the chesnut and pine on the nodding hill's verdant brow. Her own task, her peculiar pleasures, refined and pure as they were, possessed not the least degree of influence over her motives to action, or the actions she performed. To please God, and to bring glory to him, was the sole basis on which her active and intelligent mind could endure to stand; and daily she repeated for her own admonition the declaration of her Lord, "Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples." On the words "much fruit," she said an emphasis rested, that thrilled through her soul

with intense weight; and her short span was too diminutive for its just demands.

But Mary thanked her Savior that duty led her to a country life, both to follow her feeble relatives, and train up a family of orphans for God and the Lamb.

Halcyon villa was purchased for ten thousand pounds, a perfect claim, and present possession given. Henri and Mary visited the premises, and examined the mansion. They found it in decent order, and concluded to remove immediately. And ere the May blossoms were scattered upon the green grass, our orphan had the satisfaction of seeing her two dear invalids, settled to their minds in a delightful retirement, about fifteen miles from the suburbs of London. Mary's fortune was twice as large as Mrs. Seymour's, the latter having spent many thousands of hers in travelling and searching after her lost brother. Mr. Seymour's property was divided between her sons on their entering college; and they possessed ten thousand pounds each. Mary insisted on purchasing the villa herself, as her fortune lay in bank vaults, while her aunt's was chiefly invested in buildings, raised under the direction of her late husband, who had accomplished a plan, which he thought might be a means of keeping his children near him, even by erecting four splendid mansions a-breast of each