occasion to believe that we must be made in some measure partakers of the sufferings of Christ, before we can enjoy the privileges of true religion. ‘Are ye willing to drink of the cup that I drink of?’ ‘After what is past, it is impossible not to feel a warm personal interest in thee.’ ‘Such a heart and mind are talents to be employed _in thy Master’s service_.’” Can you conceive of any thing more spiritually beautiful than these extracts are? And who can hear them without thanking God on the writer’s behalf? And to shew how naturally and gracefully he could mingle religion with the common affairs of life, I may relate to you an incident which was told me by a friend, who one day happened to travel with Mr. Gurney, and some other persons, on the outside of the coach. When they had proceeded a few miles, Mr. Gurney said, “as we started rather early this morning, I was not able, at home, to read my portion of Scripture, so that if there be no objection, I will read a chapter aloud.” He did so, making suitable remarks on the verses as he read them, and diffusing such a hallowed influence on those around him, that my friend said, “it was one of the happiest days I ever spent.” Now, with Mr. Gurney, the doing such a thing as that, was as free from ostentation, as it was from awkwardness. It was a deed of “simplicity and godly sincerity;” and was so conducted, as to seem as appropriate for the top of a coach, as for a meeting house, or a cathedral. There is a paragraph in one of his unpublished manuscripts, which is in beautiful harmony with this anecdote, and which may possibly have some reference to it. After speaking of the duty and importance of “always being on the watch, to make a good use of our time,” he says, “I have sometimes endeavoured to apply these principles to _travelling_, in which a considerable portion of the time of some persons is almost unavoidably occupied. A call of duty or business, may often carry us to places at a distance from our own homes. Is the time, taken up by the journey, to be one of mere indolence? Is the convenience of being conveyed from one place to another, to be the only profit which it shall yield? Ought we not rather to make a point, on such occasions, of adding to our stock of knowledge, and of useful ideas, by reading, by conversation, and reflection? Is there no object of interest which may be examined by the way? Is there no person of piety or talent, with whom we may find a passing opportunity of communicating? Are the motions of the coach or chariot so rapid, that we cannot leave behind us, as we pass from place to place, important instruction in the form of Bibles, Testaments, or tracts? _Much_ may not be required of us; but it is well, if on our arrival at our place of destination, we can acknowledge that we have both received and communicated a _little_ good in the course of our journey.” And again. “As the servant who waits well on his master, is ever on the _qui vive_