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promulgation of the Gospel among his own countrymen; and from the present fluctuations of religious opinions in Arabia, he is sanguine in his hopes of His first work is entitled, (Neama Besharatin lil Arabi,) "Happy news for Arabia," written in the Nabutte, or common dialect of the country. It containsan eloquent and argumentative elucidation of the uth of the Gospel, with copious authorities admired by the Mahometans themselves, and particularl by the Wahabians. And prefixed to it, is an accout of the conversion of the author, and an appeal to he members of his well-known family in Arabia, fethe truth of the facts.

The folloing circumstance in the history of Sabat ought not have been omitted. When his family in Arabia ha heard that he had followed the example of Abdal, and become a Christian, they dispatched his brot to India, (a voyage of two months,) to as sassina him While Sabat was sitting in his house at Visapatem, his brother presented himself in the disgu of a Faqueer, or beggar, having a dagger conced under his mantle. He rushed on Sabat, and ounded him. But Sabat, seized his arm, and


rvants came to his assistance. He then recoghis his brother. The assassin would have become victim of public justice, but Sabat interceded for brother, and sent him home in peace, with letters d presents to his mother's house in Arabia.

The conversion of Abdallah and Sabat seems to have been as evidently produced by the Spirit of God, as any conversion in the primitive church. Other instances have occurred in Arabia of a similar kind, and on the very borders of Palestine itself. These are like the solitary notices which, in other nations, have announced the approach of a general illumination.. John Huss, and Jerome of Prague, were not, perhaps, more talked of in Europe, than Abdallah and Sabat are at this day, in Bucharia and Arabia.

Section III.


I was very much pleased, in my last visit to Colonel Caustic's, with the appearance and the deportment of the clergyman of his parish, who was a frequent visitor of my friend, and his sister. The Colonel, after drawing his character in 1 very favourable way, concluded with telling me, that he had seen something of the world, having officiate, in the early part of his life, as the chaplain of a riment. To this circumstance, I confess, I was inclind to impute some of the Colonel's predilection in his avour; but a little acquaintance with him convinced le, that he had done the good man no more than juste in his eulogium. There was something of a plac dignity in his aspect; of a politeness, not of form, blof sentiment, in his manner; of a mildness, undelsed by flattery, in his conversation equally pleasing a respectable. He had now no family, as Miss ustic informed me, having had the misfortune to lo his wife, and two children many years ago. But hisarishoners are his family, said she. His look ind was parental, with something above the cares, t not the charities of this world; and over a caste seriousness, and perhaps melancholy, that seemed be reserved for himself, there was an easy cheerfu ness, and now and then a gaiety, that spoke to the in nocent pleasures of life, a language of kindness and indulgence.

""Tis the religion of a gentleman," said Colonel Caustic." "Tis the religion of a philosopher," said I.-"'Tis something more useful than either," said his sister. "Did you know his labours as I have sometimes occasion to do! The composer of differences, the promoter of peace and of contentment; the encourager of industry, sobriety, and all the virtues that make society prosperous and happy. He



I had lately a very remarkable dream, which made so strong an impression on me, that I remember word of it; and if you are not better emevery ployed, you may read the relation of it as follows:


I thought I was in the midst of a very entertaining set of company, and extremely delighted in attending to a lively conversation, when on a sudden, I perceived one o. the most shocking figures that imagination can frame, advancing towards me. She was dressed in black, her skin was contracted into a thousand wrinkles, her eyes deep sunk in her head, and her complexion pale and livid as the countenance of death. Her looks were filled with terror and unrelenting severity, and her hands arned with whips and scorpions. As soon as she came near, with a horrid frown, and a voice that chilled ay very blood, she bade me follow her. I obeyed, and she led me through rugged paths, beset with briar and thorns, into a deep solitary valley. Wherever sh passed, the fading verdure withered beneath her step; her pestilential breath infected the air with magnant vapours,obscured the lustre of the sun, and inlved the fair face of heaven in universal gloom. Dismal howlings resounded through the forest; fra every baleful tree, the night raven uttered his dread note; and the prospect was filled with desolation al horror. In the midst of this tremendous scene, mexecrable guide addressed me in the following maer.

"Retire with me, O rash, unthinking mortal! m the vain allurements of a deceitful world; and lon, that pleasure was not designed the portion of hu life. Man was born to mourn and to be wretch This is the condition of all below the stars; and wh ever endeavours to oppose it, acts in contradiction the will of heaven. Fly then from the fatal enchant ments of youth and social delight, and here consecrate the sclitary hours to lamentation and woe.Misery is the duty of all sublunary beings; and every enjoyment is an offence to the Deity, who is to be worshipped only by the mortification of every sense of pleasure, and the everlasting exercise of sighs and tears."

This melancholy picture of life quite sunk my spirits, and seemed to annihilate every principle of joy


I threw myself beneath a blasted yew, within me. where the winds bler cold and dismal round my head, and dreadful pprehensions chilled my heart. Here I resolved to le till the hand of death, which I impatiently invoked should put an end to the miseries of a life so deprably wretched. In this sad situation I espied orone hand of me a deep muddy river, whose heav waves rolled on in slow, sullen Her I determined to plunge; and was just upon the brik, when I found myself suddenly drawn back. Furned about, and was surprised by the sight of the loveliest object I had ever beheld. The most enging charms of youth and beauty appeared in aller form: effulgent glories sparkled in her eyes, aptheir awful splendors were softened by the gentlesoks of compassion and peace. At her approach, frightful spectre, who had before tormented n vanished away, and with her all the horrors she caused. The gloomy clouds brightened into chful sunshine, the groves recovered their verdur and the whole region looked gay and blooming as garden of Eden. I was quite transported at thnexpected change, and reviving pleasure begladden my thoughts; when with a look of ingan sible sweetness, my beauteous deliverer thus exp d her divine instructions.



My name is RELIGION. I am the offspring of T TH and LovE, and the parent of BENEVOLENCE, PE, and Joy. That monster, from whose power ave freed you, is called SUPERSTITION: she is the ild of DISCONTENT, and her followers are FEAR ad SORROW. Thus, different as we are, she has ofen the insolence to assume my name and character; and seduces unhappy mortals to think us the same, till, she at length drives them to the borders of DES PAIR, that dreadful abyss into which you were just going to sink."

"Look round, and survey the various beauties of the globe, which heaven has destined for the seat of the human race; and consider whether a world thus

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