"A virtuous woman is a crown to her husband."-Proverbs xii. 4.

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OW often have I prayed that the portion of her Lord's spirit which animated her* devoted life may rest on me! Her heart, her tongue, and her pen were all employed in promoting the cause of her Divine Master, whom she delighted to serve. All my earthly joy was now gone to heaven, and I felt alone in the world; but my spirit seemed never to be separated from her: she seemed to be hovering over me constantly. My heart does sorrow for the loss of her sweet society; to me she was a wise and sound counselor, and a never-failing consoler in all my troubles. I do mourn, but I dare not I hope my merciful Heavenly Father will keep me in the hour of temptation, and be with me in the last trying hour, and prepare me to join this precious one and all by whom she is surrounded, with her God and Saviour in the center of bliss.

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I had often mentioned to my precious one a prospect of religious service in Ireland, and once since our return home from our last Continental journey; when she replied, "I have no concern to go to Ireland-thou must do that when I am taken from thee." It cost me many tears and prayers before I could be resigned to request a certificate, alone, for the first time since our union; but, looking seriously at the subject, the language was constantly in my heart, the hour cometh when no man can work. Life is uncertain, and I can only expect sustaining grace by faithfully following my Lord.-John Yeardley.

*Martha Yeardley.