in the country. But the cupola has the exterior face of its outer course of bricks coloured with a bright turquoise-blue enamel; and below this, on the supporting collar of masonry, are bands of bright green, ultramarine blue, and black enamel, the mass of the collar being of a compact light brown brick. The whole is surmounted by a symbolical gilt ornament, representing an open hand enclosed within a glory or rayed circle., The interior is divided into two apartments. The first, is a large and lofty arched hall; the second, contains the tomb, over which the cupola rises. In the centre of this room appears the sarcophagus, which is a sort of chest of very hard and dark wood, of an oblong figure, eight feet by four, with a four-sided slanting roof, the top of which is rather more than six feet from the ground. The whole is covered with a pall of dark green velvet, fringed with gold. This pall is much faded, soiled, and worn, by the kisses of the pilgrims, and its fringe reduced by the threads being pilfered to be preserved as relics. "LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP.",‹ RUNNING into evil without first well weighing the consequences has so often ruined young people, that there is as great a necessity as ever that this old adage should be impressed upon their minds. Hoping that the following plain narrative will lead some young persons to "consider their ways," we insert it for their instruction. Charles B. was the son of religious parents : very early they tried to instil into his mind the important truths of the Gospel; but as he grew up, he showed a spirit so wild and refractory, that he caused them to mourn over him in secret, weeping tears of bitterness. He was drawn into evil company, and went on sinning, till at last his father was obliged to expel him from his home. Being without money, and too idle to work, he broke into his father's house; and at the instigation of his wicked companions, he murdered his afflicted parent! In consequence of this, he was tried and executed. His mother, unable to bear any more, died of a broken heart! Had this wretched youth been guided by the wise counsels of his affectionate father, he would have made the word of God his rule of action; by which he might have been preserved from evil company, and taught to think upon the dangerous consequences resulting from a life of sin. "He that being often reproved, hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy." (Prov. xxix. 1.) F. G. MEMOIR. CATHERINE WILSON, OF LEA, DERBYSHIRE. CATHERINE WILSON was born Sept. 19th, 1834. There was something about her which was prepossessing, even in her infancy. On this account some of her relatives could not repress their forebodings that she was destined for no long continuance in this world. In this they were partly mistaken; for she lived till nearly twelve years of age. Indeed she secured the great purpose of life, the salvation of the soul; and was useful. She took delight in good books. As soon as she was able to read, she would say to her mother, 'If you will listen to me, I will read a chapter out of the Scriptures, or a hymn." From the commencement of her attendance at the chapel and Sunday-school, it afforded her great delight: she paid great attention to what the Minister said; and when at home, she would tell her parents the text and some part of the sermon. During the time that an address was given to the children of the Sunday-school, accompanied with reflections on death and immortality, those deep and permanent impressions were made on her mind, which led to her saving conversion. On the 26th of June, 1844, she was visited with sickness. She was, however, enabled to pass through her affliction with great patience and resignation to the divine will. In her most trying hour, she could and did say, "The Lord is my Shepherd. Though I walk through the valley and shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me." In the latter part of her illness her prospects were still more bright and cheering; and when asked by one of the Teachers on what ground she rested her hope, she said, "Because Christ hath died for me." Indeed, she often repeated,— "For ever here my rest shall be," &c. Very often, with her eye of sense looking upward, her eye of mind or of faith was fixed on another object. It was her every-day experience during her affliction, 66 Saviour, to thee my soul looks up," &c. Under the influence of this salvation, she could 1 have no fear of death, but longed to depart and "be with Christ, which is far better." The day before her decease, she observed that her mother was weeping; and she said, "Mother, don't cry; mother, don't cry; but prepare to follow me,-you, and father, and Eliza, and Sarah, and all of you. Other words which she uttered at the close are worthy of record for admonition. She said to her sorrowing parent, "Mother, I don't know whether you pray for me, but I pray for you;' and I don't forget my Teachers and the children of the Sunday-school when I do not see them, I do not forget to pray for them." At the last of all, she said, "What shall I do for a little ease? On being exhorted to pray to the Lord, she said, "I do, and he will give me ease?" and on being turned in her bed she fixed her eyes towards heaven, and sweetly fell asleep in Jesus. She died October 7th, 1845, being in her twelfth year. ROBERT HARRISON. POETRY. "O PRAY, mamma, tell me a story in rhyme; Because you begin them with, 'Once on a time,' "Well then, my own darling, a tale I'll repeat, |