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THE EUROPEAN FEMALE ORPHAN ASYLUM, (40, Middle Circular Road.)

THE REV. GEORGE PICKANCE.-(Late Chaplain of the European Female Orphan Asylum.) The Rev. G. Pickance died of that fearful scourge, the cholera, on Tuesday evening, May the 20th, 1845, after a few hours illness, in the 45th year of his age.

He was pursuing a most useful career, both as the head-master of the Armenian Philanthropic Institution, and as Editor of the "Christian Intelligencer;"-but more especially as Chaplain of the European Female Orphan Asylum. His labours for the benefit of the Orphans have been signally blessed and many have been led through his instrumentality to "embrace the truth as it is in Jesus." The intelligence of the decease of their Pastor, was received by them with the bitterest lamentation. They felt they had lost a wise counsellor, a faithful pastor and sincere friend. His end, as might have been expected, was peace. He expressed his great thankfulness that he had not then to begin the work of religion, felt the preciousness of the Saviour, and expressed the fullest conviction that, through the atoning sacrifice, he should have an entrance administered to him into the kingdom of heaven. confidence, however, was humble confidence, and such as becometh the redeemed of the Lord.

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It was somewhat singular that on the Sunday preceding the day (Tuesday) on which he died, he preached from the same text from which he preached upon first entering on his ministry amongst us. By the grace of God, I am what I am," a most appropriate passage both to begin and end with. It is very praiseworthy and gratifying to know that the children of the Orphan Asylum have placed a tablet to his memory, in their little Chapel at their own expense.

The following is a copy of the Inscription :—

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To the Memory of the Rev. G. Pickance, the esteemed and much lamented minister of this Institution, who fell asleep in Jesus on the 20th May 1815, in the 45th year of his age. had been attached to this Asylum for five years, during which time he proved himseif a faithful Pastor, kind adviser, and sincere friend to the Orphans; who in grateful testimony

of his worth, have erected this tablet.

"The just shall live by faith."-Heb. x. 38.

The following lines are copied from a Tablet in the Chapel, also put up by the children :The tribute of the Orphans, to the united remembrance of the Rev. Mr. and Mrs. Thomason, the founders of the European Female Orphan Asylum.

The Rev. Mr. and Mrs. Schmid, and the Rev. Mr. Edmond, who laboured successively to
promote the best and highest interests of the Institution.

Their "witness is in heaven," their "record is on high."-Job. xvi. 19.
"A father of the fatherless is God in his Holy habitation."-Ps. lxviii. 5.
9th October, 1846.

THE REV. JAMES EDMOND, (late Chaplain of the European Female Orphan Asylum.) Mr. Edmond was born of pious parents in March 1759; his youth however, was passed in forgetfulness of the God of his father; dissatisfied with the quiet habits of home, he left his family and went to Edinburgh, where at the age of nineteen, he enlisted in the Artillery, and a few years after was embarked for this country in the service of the E. I. Company, in which he continued till 1794, when he returned to Europe. On reaching his native land, he found his father was dead, that his mother was in bad health and in poverty. Under the pressure of many bereavements, he became more penitent and humble. But it was when at Manchester, that a sermon preached by Mr. Wilks of London was blessed of God, as the instrument of subduing his soul into genuine conviction. When with many prayers, he resolved to devote his life to the cause of missions, the Society gladly accepted of his services, and appointed him, with Dr. Vanderkemp, to South Africa, where he arrived on March 31, 1799, and continued till the close of the year. But his great desire was to visit Bengal; accordingly, at the end of the year, he, with the advice of his colleague, embarked for this country. Through the interest of the Rev. David Brown, he was placed in the Free School, and his labours in Fort William, and amongst the sick in the General Hospital were greatly blessed. He was appointed by the Lady Managers of the Female Orphan Asylum as Chaplain to that Institution, where, with the Divine blessing, he laboured with success. Early in November 1833, he was attacked with cholera; being soon aware that the hand of death was upon him, he prayed that the word of God which he had endeavoured to explain might be made effectual. In this spirit of Christian confidence and hope, he was called to his rest.

THE REV. DEOCAR SCHMID, (late Chaplainn of the European Female Orphan Asyluw. Rev. D. Schmid was Chaplain of the Orphan Asylum. This exalted man evinced a prevailing and strong desire to promote the interests of religion and the good of society; hence he became connected with most of the Societies formed in Calcutta for benevolent and religious purposes, and rendered very efficient aid not to a few. He had latterly become one of the Secretaries of the Calcutta Apprenticing Society,-The Calcutta Bible Association, which owed its formation in a great measure to his instrumentality, and he continued its acting Secretary to the close of life; while the Orphan Asylum, under his truly Christian and paternal superintendence, became a blessing to many who resided within its walls, and through them, a benefit to the country.

For some time previous to his last illness, Mr. Schmid's health appeared to be improving, because he was attacked with a disease, unfelt and unseen, which was sapping the springs of life. Abscess was forming in a vital part, which terminated his earthly existence about one o'clock on the morning of the 3rd December, 1829.

CHRIST'S CHURCH, SIMLAH, AND HINDOO COLLEGE.

Sacred to the Memory of the late Baboo Moheschunder Ghose,

Catechist of the C. M. Society, and previously student of Bishop's College. Although born and brought up amid debasing idolatry, and afterwards bewildered with atheism and unbelief, he earnestly continued to seek for light, and was at length brought to the truth as it is in Jesus, and manifested its saving power, by a holy and consistent life.

He died Aug. 30th, 1837, at Penang, where he had gone for the benefit of his health, aged 25 years.

HINDOO COLLEGE SQUARE.

MR. DAVID HARE.

Mr. David Hare, the great friend and encourager of native education, was carried off in twentyfour hours by an attack of Cholera, which baffled all Medical skill. His remains were interred in the square of the Hindoo College, and the native community of this Presidency have caused a Monument and his statue to be erected in token of his great exertions in promoting the cause of education among them.

The following Inscription is taken from the Monument over his remains :—

This Tomb (erected by his native friends and pupils) encloses the mortal remains of
David Hare. He was a Native of Scotland,

and came to this city in the year 1800, and died 1st June 1842, aged 67 years. After acquiring a competence by probity and industry in his calling as a watchmaker, he adopted for his own the country of his sojourn, and cheerfully devoted the remainder of his life with unwearing zeal and benevolence-to one pervading and darling object, one for which he spared not personal trouble, money or influence, viz. the education and moral improvement of the Natives of Bengal, thousands of whom regarded him in life with filial love and reverence, and lament him in death as their best and most disinterested friend, who was to them even as a FATHER.

STATUE OF DAVID HARE.

The following is the Inscription on the statue of the late David Hare, in the quadrangle of the Hindoo College, and over which an elegant dome has lately been erected:

In honor of David Hare,

who by steady industry, having acquired an ample competence, cheerfully relinquished the prospect of returning to enjoy it in his native land in order to promote the welfare of that of his adoption. To the close of his irreproachable and useful life, he made the improvement, intellectual and moral, as well as the condition, in sickness no less than in health, of the Native youth of Bengal, the object of his constant care and unwearying solicitude, and they, in token of gratitude and veneration for the memory of their constant, generous and most disinterested benefactor, have erected this statue.

HINDOO COLLEGE, (established in 1816.)

The following Inscription is on a Tablet in the Hindoo College, to the memory of the late J. E. Lyall, Esq.:

In grateful remembrance of the late John Edwards Lyall, Esq. Advocate General,

the zealous friend of the native and the first gratuitous lecturer on jurisprudence in this Hall. This Tablet is erected by the Law Students of the Hindoo College, 1845.

This Tablet is erected to the Memory of Gopaul Kistno Ghose,

late a Student of this College, whose early attainments reflected credit upon himself, upon the Institution and upon his countrymen who, having on two successive occasions eminently distinguished him self in the annual examination of the College, was on the last deprived by an untimely death of the rewards that he had merited, but for which this Tablet has been substituted by the Committee of Public Instruction as a mark of regret for his loss, and of the desire to perpetuate the memory of his example, 1841.

In one of the Branch Schools of the Hindoo College is the following to the memory of the late Mr. David Hare:

This tablet, erected by the teachers and students of this school,
is sacred to the Memory of David Hare,

who subduing the natural desire to return to the land of his birth, devoted his fortune, his energies and his life to the best interests of India, his adopted country, where he will ever be

affectionately remembered as the father of native education.
Born in England 1775, died in Calcutta, June 1st, 1842.

Ah warm philantropist! Ah faithful friend!

Thy life devoted to one generous end,
To bless the Hindoo mind with British lore,
And truth's and nature's faded lights restore.
If for a day that lofty aim was crost,

You grieved like Titus that a day was lost,
Alas! it is not now a few-brief hours,
That fate withholds, a heavier grief o'erpowers,
A nation whom you loved as if your own,
A life that gave the life of life is gone!

Anno Domini, 1847.

MEDICAL COLLEGE, AND NATIVE HOSPITAL.

The following Inscriptions are copied from tablets erected in the great Theatre of the Medical College.

To the Memory of William Griffith, Esq. F. L. S. Madras Medical Service,

born at Ham, in the county of Surry, March, 1810. As Professor of Botany in this College, he was distinguished by the zeal and activity with which he imparted the knowledge he had himself acquired by personal investigation in the different provinces of British India, and in the neighbouring kingdoms, from the banks of the Helmunt and Oxus, to the Straits of Malacca, where, in the capacity of Civil Assistant Surgeon, he died 9th February 1845, in the 34th year of his age, and the 13th year of his public service in India. His early loss is deeply deplored by the head of the Government of India, and by the leading natural historians of his time. He bequeathed large collections of plants and manuscripts to the Honourable the Court of Directors of the East India Company.

In Memory of Mountford Joseph Bramley,

late Principal of the Medical College of Calcutta, this tablet is erected by his grateful pupils to record their sense of the zeal and ability with which he watched over their private interests and those of their country, and the courtesy and kindness with which he won their affections, while he improved their minds. Aged 35 years, died January 19th, 1837.

Why has worth so short a date-while villains ripen grey with time.

NATIVE HOSPITAL.-(Established in the year 1792.)

The following is an Inscription on a tablet erected in the Native Hospital, to the Memory of the late
Dr. Wilson.
THIS HOSPITAL,

For the treatment of the sick and maimed amongst the native poor, was planned in the year 1792, by ROBERT WILSON, Esq., Member of the Medical Board, and other European and Native gentlemen of Calcutta. That the memory of so good a deed may not perish, the Governors of the Native Hospital have inscribed it on this stone. 1847.

METCALFE HALL.

CHARLES LORD METCALFE.

The decease of this excellent man took place on Saturday the 5th September, 1846. Ever since his return from Canada, he had been suffering under severe indisposition, and for some months prior to his dissolution, his medical advisers ceased to indulge any hope of his recovery, and life had so long been to him an unintermittent agony, that his best friends had also ceased to wish for a further prolongation of suffering which human skill could not allay, and could scarcely alleviate. He seemed conscious that the tortures he endured must ere long be terminated by death; and even spoke of himself as one whose days were numbered, as one who looked for no mitigation of suffering on this side of the grave, and they who were witnesses of his sufferings, were witnesses also of his extraordinary patience and resignation, and loved to speak of the sweetness of his disposition, which never deserted him to the last.

Lord Metcalfe, of whom it may with truth be said, was one of the greatest men of his time; and the Civil Service of Bengal may justly be proud of him. For the man who ruled at one time in Hindostan, at another in the West Indies, and again in North America, had doubtless a more extended sphere of action, than any of his contemporaries. In the East, the best days of Sir Charles Metcalfe were spent, and with the circumstances of his eastern career his most cherished recollections were associated. It was one of the solaces of his best days to revert, in the Society of some old friends and companions, to the events of his Indian career; and we believe that no human considerations ever caused him more true gratification at the threshold of the grave, than the tribute which was rendered to him on his return from Canada, at a large gathering of his old friends and admirers, many of them enjoying the highest Indian reputations of the age,―a tribute which a gentleman then present, characterized as a "wreath upon his bier."

So little is to be said respecting Lord Metcalfe's ancestors, that their history may in a few words be related. Soon after the revolution of 1688, an English gentleman, named Theophilus Metcalfe, settled in Ireland, and being a Barrister, practised his profession in that country with some success. His son Thomas, entered the Army, and having married the daughter of the Rev. J. Williams, had a son also called Thomas. This gentleman served many years in India in a Military capacity, became a Director of the East India Company, and was created a Baronet in the year 1802. He had married in 1782, Susannah Sophia, relict of Major Smith, and daughter of Mr. John Debonnaire; the second son of that marriage was the subject of the present memoir. Sir T. Metcalfe died in the year 1813, and was succeeded by his eldest son Theophilus John; and he dying in 1822, without male issue, was in his turn succeeded by his brother, Charles Theophilus.

This eminent person was born on the 3d of January 1785, and therefore at the time of his lamented death was in the 62d year of his age. On the 13th of October 1800, he received his appointment as a

writer in the Service of the E. I. Company, and quitted Europe at the early age of fifteen. He had received as much of education as could be imparted to a boy of his years, and came to India with quite as large a stock of knowledge as in those days usually fell to the lot of youths destined for similar employments; it was, however, evident even in his boyhood, that the strong common sense and natural talents which he possessed would, to a large extent, compensate for any of those deficiencies, in mere literary attainments, under which he might labour. Not that his education had been by any means neglected; on the contrary, he was considering that he entered upon active life at so early an age, a man of sound and varied knowledge; but the extraordinary vigour of his intellect resulted less from the training of instructors, than from the gift of nature; less from the toils of the library, than from a perusal of that book of life, which large intercourse with the world opens to the view of the assiduous student. So early was his advancement, that at the age of sixteen, he received the appointment of Assistant to the Resident with Dowlut Rao Scindeah. On the 4th of October 1802, he became Assistant in the Chief Secretary's Office; in less than seven months from that time, we find him Assistant in the Governor General's Office; and early in the year 1806, he was transferred to the office of the Commander-in-Chief. On the 15th of August in the same year, he became first Assistant to the British Resident at Delhi; and on the 29th of August 1808, he proceeded to Lahore. Here we find him, not older than the majority of under-graduates at Oxford or Cambridge, measuring the mortal strength of his character, the resources of his limited experience, and the force of his yet untried penetration, against the multiplied stratagems and deep deceits of an Indian Ruler, Runjeet Sing and his advisers. On the 15th of July 1809, he received the appointment of Deputy Secretary to the Governor; in the month of May 1810, he became acting Resident at the Court of Dowlut Rao Scindeah; and in February 1811, Resident at Delhi. It was on the 29th of Jan. 1819, that he received the appointment of Secretary in the Secret and Political Department, and also that of Private Secretary to the Governor General. Mr. Metcalfe succeeded Mr. Russell as British Resident at Hydrabad on the 26th of Dec. 1820. His health after a short absence from Hyderabad, having been considerably restored, he accepted on the 26th August 1825, the appointment of Agent to the Governor General for the affairs of Rajpootannah. In August 1827, he became a Member of the Supreme Council, and subsequently was entrusted with the Presidency of Agra. On the 3d of February 1835, Lord William Bentinck gave in his resignation, and Sir Charles Metcalfe was provisionally appointed Governor General, which office he held till the 28th March 1836, being the interval between the departure of Lord William Bentinck and the arrival of Lord Auckland; during that short period Sir Charles originated, as well as adopted, several important measures, viz. The issue of a uniform money for all the Presidencies. The abolition of Chowkies in Bengal, and a still more important step, the liberation of the Press from all restrictions. This last measure, the anniversary of which (the 15th of September,) is still celebrated by a "Press Dinner," was a theme of universal eulogy in India, and rendered him pre-eminently popular amongst natives as well as Europeans. It however, gave great umbrage to the Court of Directors, and was the eventual cause of his resignation and return to Europe, though he had always declared his intention of spending his life in India. The post of Governor of Madras about this time became vacant, and the friends of Sir Charles concluded that it would be given to him; but the Court of Directors thought proper to mark their opinion of his conduct by bestowing it upon another. In the month of September 1837, he signified his intention of withdrawing from the public service. The distinction of a Civil Knight Grand Cross of the Bath had been conferred upon him in the course of the preceding year, and his retirement from Agra was marked by every token of the public sympathy and affection, including dinners, balls, and addresses, and the presentation of a magnificent piece of plate; never was man more heartily beloved and esteemed by the inhabitants of British India, than the subject of this memoir. By public subscription a Statue was erected to his honor, and an address presented by the community of Agra, which styled him the "brightest ornament of the Civil Service," which celebrated his magnificent benefactions and his private generosity. In reply to this address, Sir Charles, with his characteristic candour, avowed the cause of his resignation. He reminded his friends that reports had prevailed in the preceding year, to the effect that he was in disgrace with the home authorities on account of the liberty of the Press; and he added, “that, that was a position in which he could not remain with comfort;" he, therefore, sought information on the subject at the fountain-head; the reply which he received was by no means explicit, but its uncordial tone satisfied him, that the reports which prevailed were not untrue; and therefore on the 21st of February 1838, he withdrew from the Service of the East India Company.

Soon after his arrival in England a public dinner was given to Sir Charles, at that time appointed to the Government of Jamaica, which was at the time in a state of the utmost confusion. The new Governor had not been about a year on the Island, when the aspect of affairs underwent so favourable a change as to excite great surprise and gratulation, both at Kingston and in Downing street. After two years residence in Jamaica, the health of Sir Charles rendered his resignation a matter of necessity; and he returned to England amidst the regrets of a community, grateful for his paternal Government, and attached to him by ties of almost personal friendship for his hospitality, his conversational powers and his great kindness of heart, were surpassed only by his practical and administrative talents. In the year 1844, a Statue was erected to his honor at Spanish Town.

Sir Charles Metcalfe returned from the West Indies in 1842; medical aid and a few months of repose so far re-established his health, as to render him again able to serve his country. But the Conservatives were in power and Sir Charles was a Whig; Sir Robert Peel, however felt so deeply interested in sending out to Canada the best possible Governor that he disregarded party considerations and appointed the subject of this memoir. Sir Charles embarked for North America, to assume the delicate and difficult task of ruling a colony which for some time previous to that period had been considered almost intractable. Without detracting from the merits of his predecessors, it may be said, that the crisis of the struggle remained for Sir Charles Metcalfe, and that he very adroitly threw the popular colours into his own ranks, while he cast upon his adversaries the odium of opposing their own

doctrines. Without impairing the principle of ministerial responsibility, he maintained the prerogative and authority of the Crown; he repressed violence without infringing liberty; and though not departing from the high constitutional doctrines of the old Whigs, which he always professed, Lord Metcalfe carried out into practice the best proportion of those monarchial principles, which an opposite party make it their chief pride to cherish.

In the year 1845, he was raised to the Peerage by the title of Baron Metcalfe, but by that time, the malady which eventually caused his death, had become so distressing that he was obliged to return to England and withdraw into private life. In his retirement he received not only the reward of honours and dignities, but he possessed the consciousness of success. Fresh addresses from Calcutta and fresh testimonials to his high deserts, followed him even to the chamber of sickness and sorrow. Many distinctions had been conferred on him during the meridian of his days. It was, however, towards the close of life that honours poured in thickly; when this world was receding from his view; when fame seemed an empty sound; when political victories yielded no triumph; when the coronet, which he had no heir to inherit, seemed a paltry bauble. Then was all else that this earth affords spread before him, courting his acceptance; but he was in agony, and could not enjoy them; he was childless, and could not transmit them; he was dying, and did not want them.

Thus Lord Metcalfe entered public life one of a crowd of Civil Servants of the East India Company. In India he attained to the dignity of Governor General. He had not long been in England at the close of his Indian career, when he was selected by a Whig Ministry to fill the office, at a critical time, of Governor of Jamaica; and almost immediately on his relinquishment of this appointment, he was nominated by a Tory Ministry, Governor General of the Canadas. The man, thus trusted by two adverse Governments, thus selected for high office by opposite statesmen, to whom personally he was unknown, must have been a man of no common order. He was emphatically the most trust-worthy-the most conscientious of men. He was never passionate-never impetuous; but always serene, and firm in his serenity. There was a might in his mildness-a grandeur in his equanimity-to which the most brilliant talents, and the most fiery energies, could never have attained. Regardless of applause from those below him, or of approbation from those above him, he laid down for himself a line of duty, and to this line he steadfastly adhered. He was any thing but a popularity-seeker, and yet he was the most popular of men. Naturally a liberal-naturally on the side of the people-his measures were directed towards the amelioration of the great masses of mankind; and such was the confidence of all men in his good faith, in the singleness and disinterestedness of his personal character, that when opposition erected itself against him, he levelled it down, rather than beat it down; he triumphed and made no enemies.

In private life, he was kind, hospitable, humane, courteous, upon principle, as well as from the dictates of a benevolent heart. With a large measure of bon-hommie, he combined an unusual amount of unostentatious charity. He was as a man, ever foremost in well-doing. His purse was never closed against the wants of his poorer brethren, whilst men who needed not his charity, were ever welcome to his hospitable board. He was a man of genial, cordial temperament; one of those men "who are the salt of the earth," overflowing with kindness and sympathy; and many have been the tears shed for him.

On the afternoon of the 15th of September, the mortal remains of this great and good man, were consigned to their last resting-place in the vault of his ancestors, at Winkfield, in Berkshire. The mourners and attendants assembled at Hill-house, the residence of his nephew, Sir Hesketh Fleetwood. The obsequies were conducted in a manner quite becoming his high rank, and the great personal esteem in which he had ever been held, but at the same time with no unusual or ostentatious display. The Coronet of the deceased was borne upon a crimson velvet cushion, the coffin was covered with crimson velvet; the Hearse was adorned with paintings of the Arms, Coronet, &c. belonging to the deceased, and there were several mourning coaches and four, and private carriages of several noblemen and gentlemen followed the mourning coaches. The Church was hung with black cloth, and every part of the ceremony was performed with impressing effect.

CHARLES METCALFE.

From Burampooter's banks to cold Quebec,
Thy name is known: and where St. Lawrence rolls
Its mighty tide of waters to the sea,
Bearing the iceberg on its swollen bosom,
Thy memory is loved, no less than where
The enfranchised Negro cultivates the cane,
Blessing the name of England, to whose laws
He owes his freedom-(it was dearly bought,
And yet without a grudge); or where, again,
In the far East reclines the soft Hindoo
By Ganges' bank-now, rapt, in pensive prayer
Addressing his fond idol, whom he deems
The Arbiter supreme of Destiny-
Now turning, grateful, to the holy stream,
Wherein he bathes, (kind rite, which Easterns think
Gives laud to God, as blessings to mankind;—
By such thou'rt not forgotten. India loves
The cherish'd recollection of thy deeds,
And long may she preserve, intact, thy gift-
Thine own best monument-her Press, set free
From all the shackles of despotic power-
Her first instructor, possibly her best-

The wise forerunner of more gracious laws,

Of Christian principles, and Christian thoughts-
Daughter of science, education's friend,
Handmaid of all that's just and pure in art,
Opinion's stay, the oppressor's deadly foe,
The last resort of injured liberty!
Long as the Press survives, those myriad tribes
Who dwell upon that continent, which girds
The Himalaya's snow-encircled peaks,
Down to the confines of Cape Camorin,
May thank thee, that no wrong, no violence,
Can haughty prince or noble perpetrate
'Gainst them, without a voice of thunder raised
In their behalf, the helpless and the poor-
Those stern decrees of independent men.
Yet rare virtue! thine it was to curb
The wildest passions of Democracy,

Thou, who could'st reach thy mild paternal hand
Forth to the gentle Indian, didst not quail
Before thy sterner duty-to unite
Conflicting interests, and (thy hardest task !)
To blend the Anglo-Saxon with the Celt.

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