enter where vicious practices are permitted, nay, fostered and encouraged. If this be an argument too high for me to use, let me come down a little lower. Let me appeal to your bare sense of honesty, and say if it be consistent with this that you should squander in such a way the money which a fond mother may have pinched herself in saving, or an anxious father may have toiled in gathering, to fit you for an honourable profession? I will come down yet lower. Let me appeal to your self-esteem and pride. Do you think that these places are established merely for the convenience of the general public, and that it is only accidentally that they happen to be so near you? Springes to catch Woodcocks.' They are placed where they are, solely to entice you; and are you so silly as deliberately to step into a trap that is set and baited for you before your eyes? The very fact of your doing so, is conclusive as to a feebleness in your mind. This is no new doctrine. It is well nigh to three thousand years since the wise king of Israel saw the victim of temptation lured to his destruction, and thus left the record of his character:-"For at the window of my house, I looked through my casement, and behold among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths a young man void of understanding." Let me point out to you one part of their practice, that you may learn what their system is. You will find them, after a short acquaintance, ready to give you credit. It is all they want. Let them get your name once on their books, and they know how doubly strong the temptation is for you to become more deeply their debtor. And they speculate on this, that sooner than that your folly should come to light, either you will direct the money into their pocket from some legitimate use, or your guardians, to save you from disrepute, will make good the deficiency.

But if you will not be persuaded, either by the considerations of religion, of common honesty, or of self-respect, or at least you may be restrained by the voice of experience. Let me, then, in a short but sad tale, show you their effects.

I was sitting in my study about midnight in spring, when the door bell rang, and being the only member of my household awake, and certainly the one that was wanted, I answered the summons myself. I found there one of my own students, pale and haggard, his head bandaged, and his hair matted with blood. He had come to seek relief from the pain of a severe wound of the head, which had been rudely and unskillfully dressed in a police office; and his suffused eyes, parched lips, and tremulous tongue, unmistakeably showed how the accident had been met

with. I was distressed to see it, because it tallied too well, as such habits invariably do, with his frequent absence from the lecture-room. I dressed his wound, sent him home, and hoped that in a few days all would be well, and that this, though a sharp, might prove a salutary lesson. There was little difficulty with the original hurt, but the severe fall which he must have had at that time, had so shattered his frame, little fitted to sustain an injury, that he went on from one bad symptom to another, until, in spite of my having the aid of some of the most accomplished practitioners in town, his malady, tedious, painful, and loathsome, slowly exhausted him.

I was conversing alone with him one day on his precarious condition, when, with an expression of the most poignant anguish, he thus addressed me:-" Doctor, I know from what you say that I am dying, and I shall go to hell." Yes, gentlemen, it was this dreadful monosyllable that rung in my ears. It required little penetration to see that it was the first time that he had ever breathed his thoughts to another mortal. I shall not easily forget the thrill of horror that these words sent through me. I almost felt as if I saw the dread abyss yawning for its victim, and as if, so far as human means could be instrumental for his aid, there was none to guide him where to look to for succonr, but this feeble and unworthy hand. Thank God it was not so ; we were enabled to procure for him that spiritual assistance which he required, now that he so much more needed the divine than the physician. Into the results of the help thus given him during the few remaining days of his life, we dare not attempt to penetrate; but it did appear to be of happy omen, that during this brief prolongation of his existence, he thought seriously and kindly of you. On one of those days when I had finished my professional duty towards him, he addressed me, as nearly as I can remember, in these words :-"Doctor, you, as a lecturer, know a number of medical students, and have many young men going about you. I beg you to tell them to take warning by me warn them to avoid that shop [I need not name it]; it was the ruin of me, by getting me into habits of idleness and intemperance; and it was especially the system of long credit that helped to work my destruction."

That was the message to you with which I was entrusted. He bequeathed the warning to you as a legacy; he named me his executor; I have now paid it over to you, and I demand a dis-. charge from the trust. It rests with you now rightly or wrongly to use it.

J. M. Burton and Co, Printers and Stereotypers, Ipswich.

enter where vicious practices are permitted, nay, fostered and encouraged. If this be an argument too high for me to use, let me come down a little lower. Let me appeal to your bare sense of honesty, and say if it be consistent with this that you should squander in such a way the money which a fond mother may have pinched herself in saving, or an anxious father may have toiled in gathering, to fit you for an honourable profession? I will come down yet lower. Let me appeal to your self-esteem and pride. Do you think that these places are established merely for the convenience of the general public, and that it is only accidentally that they happen to be so near you? 'Springes to catch Woodcocks.' They are placed where they are, solely to entice you; and are you so silly as deliberately to step into a trap that is set and baited for you before your eyes? The very fact of your doing so, is conclusive as to a feebleness in your mind. This is no new doctrine. It is well nigh to three thousand years since the wise king of Israel saw the victim of temptation lured to his destruction, and thus left the record of his character:-"For at the window of my house, I looked through my casement, and behold among the simple ones, I discerned, among the youths a young man void of understanding." Let me point out to you one part of their practice, that you may learn what their system is. You will find them, after a short acquaintance, ready to give you credit. It is all they want. them get your name once on their books, and they know how doubly strong the temptation is for you to become more deeply their debtor. And they speculate on this, that sooner than that your folly should come to light, either you will direct the money into their pocket from some legitimate use, or your guardians, to save you from disrepute, will make good the deficiency.

Let

But if you will not be persuaded, either by the considerations of religion, of common honesty, or of self-respect, or at least you may be restrained by the voice of experience. Let me, then, in a short but sad tale, show you their effects.

I was sitting in my study about midnight in spring, when the door bell rang, and being the only member of my household awake, and certainly the one that was wanted, I answered the summons myself. I found there one of my own students, pale and haggard, his head bandaged, and his hair matted with blood. He had come to seek relief from the pain of a severe wound of the head, which had been rudely and unskillfully dressed in a police office; and his suffused eyes, parched lips, and tremulous tongue, unmistakeably showed how the accident had been met

with. I was distressed to see it, because it tallied too well, as such habits invariably do, with his frequent absence from the lecture-room. I dressed his wound, sent him home, and hoped that in a few days all would be well, and that this, though a sharp, might prove a salutary lesson. There was little difficulty with the original hurt, but the severe fall which he must have had at that time, had so shattered his frame, little fitted to sustain an injury, that he went on from one bad symptom to another, until, in spite of my having the aid of some of the most accomplished practitioners in town, his malady, tedious, painful, and loathsome, slowly exhausted him.

I was conversing alone with him one day on his precarious condition, when, with an expression of the most poignant anguish, he thus addressed me:-"Doctor, I know from what you say that I am dying, and I shall go to hell." Yes, gentlemen, it was this dreadful monosyllable that rung in my ears. It required little penetration to see that it was the first time that he had ever breathed his thoughts to another mortal. I shall not easily forget the thrill of horror that these words sent through me. I almost felt as if I saw the dread abyss yawning for its victim, and as if, so far as human means could be instrumental for his aid, there was none to guide him where to look to for succonr, but this feeble and unworthy hand. Thank God it was not so; we were enabled to procure for him that spiritual assistance which he required, now that he so much more needed the divine than the physician. Into the results of the help thus given him during the few remaining days of his life, we dare not attempt to penetrate; but it did appear to be of happy omen, that during this brief prolongation of his existence, he thought seriously and kindly of you. On one of those days when I had finished my professional duty towards him, he addressed me, as nearly as I can remember, in these words :-" Doctor, you, as a lecturer, know a number of medical students, and have many young men going about you. I beg you to tell them to take warning by me: warn them to avoid that shop [I need not name it]; it was the ruin of me, by getting me into habits of idleness and intemperance; and it was especially the system of long credit that helped to work my destruction."

That was the message to you with which I was entrusted. He bequeathed the warning to you as a legacy; he named me his executor; I have now paid it over to you, and I demand a discharge from the trust. It rests with you now rightly or wrongly to use it.

J. M. Burton and Co, Printers and Stereotypers, Ipswich.

THE OLD SAILOR'S SPEECH

AT A TEMPERANCE MEETING.

"MR. MORGAN," said Captain Lane, "our friends will be glad to hear you express your sentiments on the use of strong drink."

"Ay, ay, sir," said the old boatswain, as he rose, in his shaggy pea-jacket, and with his clean shirt collar, and tidy black silk neck-cloth, loose grey locks, and sedate expression of face, he might have passed for the very patriarch of the flood. "Please your honour," said the old boatswain, "I've come down here by the captain's orders; and if there's anything stowed away in my old weather-beaten sea chest of a head that may be of any use to a brother sailor, or a landsman either, they're heartily welcome. If it will do any good in such a cause as this, that you have all come here to talk about, you may go down below and overhaul the lockers of an old man's heart.. It may seem a little strange, that an old sailor should put his helm hard-a-port to get out of the way of a glass of grog; but if it was'nt for the shame, old as I am, I'd be tied up to the rigging, and take a dozen, rather than suffer a drop to go down my hatches.

By this time, all eyes and ears were rivetted upon the speaker. He stood as firmly as a main-mast; and a well-carved image of him, pea-jacket and all, would have made a fine figure-head for a Temperance ship.

I've

"Please your honour," the old sailor continued, "it is no very pleasant matter for a poor sailor to go over the old shoal where he lost a fine ship; but he must be a shabby fellow that would'nt stick up a beacon, if he could, and fetch home soundings and bearings, for the good of others who may sail in those seas. followed the sea for fifty years. I had good and kind parents; thank God for both. They brought me up to read the Bible, and keep the Sabbath. My father drank spirits sparingly; my mother never drank any. Whenever I asked for a taste, he was wise enough to put me off. 'Milk for babes, my lad,' he used to say; 'children must take care how they meddle with edged tools.' When I was twelve, I went to sea, cabin-boy of the Tippoo Saib;' and the captain promised my father to let me have no grog; aud he kept his word. After my father's death I began to drink spirits; and I continued to drink it till I was forty-two. I got married when I was twenty-three. We had two boys; one of them is living. My eldest boy went to sea with me three voyages, and a finer lad