affliction, he died April 24th, 1844. He was the third son of Rev. Oliver C. Comstock, of Michigan. He graduated at Hamilton Institution in 1827. For awhile he studied and practised law in the city of Rochester, where he was becoming very successful as a counsellor. But God had another station for him to occupy,-a wide field of usefulness for him to fill. In the winter of 1831, he was led to view himself as a sinner, and embrace Jesus as his Saviour. He became a member of the First Baptist Church, and was baptized by his venerated father. Soon he became convinced that the Christian ministry demanded his exertions and powers. He soon removed to Hamilton, and entered the theological class, and at once commenced preparing himself for labours in Burmah, and soon went forth to do the will of God in wild and uncultivated regions. But his afflictions were many-his toils great-his years few. He died ere the desire of his heart had been realized. He ascended to heaven ere the field given him to cultivate was seen blossoming as the rose.

Called by God, he left the path to earthly honour and distinction, and entered the scorned and despised service of the crucified One, and in that service found an early grave. He saw his beloved companion go down to the tomb; he saw two darling babes laid beside her; and panting for the loved ones, he himself went down into the sepulchre.

Here ends the record of a family sacrificed on the altar of Christian benevolence; a record written with tears of sorrow and anguish, yet gleaming with signs of glory; a record which even the cold cynic might respect, and the stoic read with emotions of wonder and admiration.

"Patriots have toiled, and in their country's cause
Bled nobly, and their deeds, as they deserve,
Receive proud recompence. We give in charge
Their names to the sweet lyre. The historic muse,
Proud of the treasure, marches with it down
To latest times; and sculpture in her turn
Gives bond in stone, and ever-during brass,
To guard them and immortalize her trust;
But fairer wreaths are due, though never paid,
To those, who, posted at the shrine of truth,
Have fallen in her defence."

IX.

HENRIETTA SHUCK,

OF CHINA.

THE Celestial Empire has become an object of great interest. Its vast extent, its swarming inhabitants, its peculiar customs, its steady resistance of modern inventions, and its obstinate defiance of Christianity, all draw upon it the gaze of the Christian world. The time was, when China was barred and bolted against the truth, when on her soil could be found no teacher of the true faith, when a high wall separated the ignorant inhabitants from the rest of the world. But the wall has been thrown down, the obstacles in the way of Christianity have in many cases been removed, and China is open to the footsteps of the man of God.

Following the leadings of Divine providence, good men of various denominations have planted mission stations within the hallowed enclosures of the proud monarch of that great empire, and in the midst of superstition and abomination planted the saving cross.

The station to which Mrs. Shuck belonged, was under the control of the Baptist Missionary Convention. It was at Macao, a beautiful peninsula, four miles in length, peopled with about 40,000 Chinese and Portuguese. Mrs. Shuck describes the climate as delightful, and the situation of the place beauti

fully romantic. Though destitute of many of the dear associations connected with stations in and about Palestine, yet to a mind like that of Mrs. S— there was much in the wild beauty of the scenery, and the strange customs of the people, to interest and please ; and all her letters give evidence that in that spot she found a home, where she could labour with pleasure to herself and profit to others around her.

But she was not destined to spend all her days at Macao. The providence of God soon suggested a removal to Hong Kong, forty miles east of Macao. Her own health seemed to require such a step, as the unprotected state of the peninsula was fast wearing her into the grave. Certain advantageous offers were also made, and a prospect of increased usefulness presented to her husband, and in 1842 Mr. Shuck bade farewell to his old field of labour, and entered upon one where the prospect of success was much more abundant.

The maiden name of Mrs. Shuck was Henrietta Hall. Her father was Rev. Addison Hall, a faithful, devoted minister of the gospel. Her mother was daughter of Col. Elias Edmonds, of Virginia. They were both remarkable for intelligence and piety, and were universally esteemed. They were members of the Moratico Baptist Church, having been received by Rev. S. L. Straughan.

On 28th of October, 1817, Henrietta was born in the beautiful little village of Kilmarnock, but a few miles from the rolling waves of Chesapeake Bay. Her early days were spent near this beautiful spot, where she was known as a frank, amiable, kindhearted girl. Her youth was passed with her parents, who exerted themselves to expand her mind and improve her heart. To the fond hearts of the parents

she was an object of tender solicitude and care, and they longed to see her brought to the feet of the Lord Jesus.

In 1831, extensive revivals were enjoyed throughout the country, and in these revivals Virginia largely shared. It was during this year that Miss Hall was converted. A camp meeting was being held near her birth-place, in which her father was much interested, and feeling that moral and religious training was much more important than intellectual culture, he sent for his daughter, who was attending school at Fredericksburg, to return home and enjoy the privileges of the work of grace. She came, not thinking of the change which was soon to take place in her moral character. Young and happy, she put far off the evil day, and the awful conviction that she was a sinner had not produced any serious impression upon her mind. But God's hand was in her timely return, and his grace had marked her as one of its choicest subjects. She no sooner commenced attending the meeting, than she began to feel the force of truth, and hear the voice of the Spirit, and the monitions of the Holy Ghost. Under the solemn presentation of the sinner's lost condition, young Henrietta began to realize that she was lost without a Saviour. The fact was before her mind day and night, and she found no rest. True, she had lived on earth but a short time, and, when compared with others, had committed but few sins, but these few were aggravated and overwhelming. God she had not loved; Christ she had not embraced. She had violated the wise and holy law of the universe, and to complete the work of woe, had rejected the blood of the Son of God. She had a view of sin as God presents it in his word, and when