ages, which they did not themselves comprehend, and which cannot be fully understood till they are accomplished. This important doctrine is truly the palladium of the Christian religion; invested with this attribute of inspiration, the Bible is a constant bulwark against the efforts of those who would pervert the truth. Keeping fast the faith, like the Urim and Thummim of old, it gives an answer to every doubt, and preserves the truths of the Gospel to the remotest age, pure as when they were first given forth. Q. E. D.1 1 Quod erat demonstrandum, i. e. Which was to be demonstrated.- ED. 1835, 3 mo. 10th.-A COUP D'EIL OVER MY SIXTEENTH YEAR. FRENCH EXERCISES CAB. CYC., Vols. BIOGRAPHY of 2300 lines 12 pages 16 pages MS. 20 prop. on Parabola and Definitions. 8 books in 32 days, and 140 words. 7 pages MS. 2 months. Uncertain, at French Class. NOTES. THIS is not quite complete. Thus the I have skimmed a great many reviews, new ward. The 3d collection contains a guess 21 3, 37, 40, 43, 44, 46, 47, 48, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 61, 62, 63 5 Old Test., Matt., Mark, Romans, History of Christ, On Love, Early Piety, and MISCELLANEOUS Some volumes of H. Martineau, Somerville on the Connection of Science, &c. Total number of volumes perused in the year 49 4mo.3d-Bobby, my tortoise, ate to-day two small lettuce-leaves with great zest. I believe the first food he has had since his hibernation.2 4 mo. 8th. Some friends being uneasy about my not going out, mother went last night to my medical attendant, who called this morning at breakfast-time, and gave me leave to go out to-day. I, at first, shrunk with fear from it, but am now favoured with peace, having com 2 The poor tortoise was very fond of being noticed by his young master; would come at a call, and follow, as fast as he could, the hand from which he received his daily food; and whenever he was caressed, his eye beamed with intelligence and gratitude. His death, which took place in the hard frost of 1837-8, excited some painful recollections in the memory of those who knew his history. Preserved by art in form and likeness, he is now but a polished mockery of what he was before. The dear, delighted receiver of this—to him-interesting gift, the kind-hearted donor and his amiable wife, in the prime of their days, have all paid the debt of nature, and finished their short course in this mutable state of being; and, now, the gift itself is likewise gone! Moreover, his account is nearly due, who yet survives to pen this short memento on mortality. Reader, such is life! — ED. |