as he was; he shines in all the dignity of love, and seems to carry about him, such a heavenly majesty, as impresses the mind beyond description. But if he talks much, though in a low voice, he sinks, and you are reminded of his being dust and ashes.”

"So infirm was the state of Mr. Martyn's health, that conversation with his friends, soon produced a recurrence of those symptoms which had occasioned alarm at Cawnpore; and yet, notwithstanding this, with one exception only, he preached every Sabbath at Calcutta, until he finally left it. Animated with the zeal of that Apostle, who at Troas continued his discourse till midnight, he could not refrain from lifting up his voice, weak as it was, in divine warnings and invitations, in a place where something seemed to intimate that he never again should declare God's judgment on the impenitent, nor invite the weary and heavy laden to Jesus Christ for rest."

"I now pass," said Mr. Martyn on the first day of the year 1811, "from India to Arabia, not knowing the things which shall befal me there, but assured that an ever faithful God and Savior will be with me, in all places whithersoever I go. May he guide me and protect me, and after prospering me in the thing whereunto I go, bring me back again to my delightful work in India. I am perhaps leaving it to see it no more-but the will of God be done; my times are in his hand, and he will cut them short as shall be most for my good; with this assurance, feel that nothing need interrupt my work or my peace."

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On the 7th day of January, after having preached a sermon on the Anniversary of the Calcutta Bible Society, which was afterwards printed, and entitled, "Christian India; or, an Appeal on behalf of nine hundred thousand Christians in India who want the Bible," and after having, for the last time, addressed the inhabitants of Calcutta, from that text of Scripture-"But one thing is needful," Mr. Martyn departed for ever from those shores, where he had fondly and fully purposed to spend all his days.

MEMOIR.

PART III.

In the two former periods of Mr. Martyn's life, we have seen in him-the successful candidate for academical distinctions-the faithful and laborious Pastor-the self-denying and devoted Missionary—the indefatigable Translator of the Scriptures-the Preacher of the Gospel to the Heathen. In this, the last and shortest portion of the contracted term of his earthly existence, we are called to contemplate his character in a new and yet more striking light, and shall have occasion to admire in him the erect and courageous spirit of the Christian confessor.

The occurrences, which transpired between his departure from the mouth of the Hoogley and his arrival at Shiraz, occupy an interval of five months.

They are partly recorded in the following extracts from his private Journal, and partly related in a letter to Mr. Corrie, from Shiraz.

"Bay of Bengal, January, 1811.—“I took a passage in the ship Ahmoody, Capt. Kinsay, bound to Bombay. One of my fellow passengers was the Honorable Mr. Elphinstone, who was proceeding to take the Residency of Poonah. His agreeable manners and classical acquirements, made me think myself fortunate, indeed,in having such a companion, and I found his company the most agreeable part of my voyage.

"Our Captain was a pupil of Swartz's, of whom he communicated many interesting particulars. Swartz, with Kolhoff and Joenicke, kept a school for half-cast children, about a mile and a half from Tanjore, but went every night to the Tanjore Church, to meet about sixty or seventy of the King's regi ment, who assembled for devotional purposes: afterwards he officiated to their wives and children in Portuguese. At the school, Swartz used to read in the morning, out of the 'German Meditation for every Day in the Year;' at night he had family prayer. Joenicke taught them geography; Kolhoff, writing and arithmetic. They had also masters in - Persian and Malabar.

“At the time, when the present Rajah was in danger of his life from the usurper of his uncle's throne, Swartz used to sleep in the same room with him.

This was sufficient protection, 'for (said the Captain,) Swartz was considered by the natives as something more than mortal.' The old Rajah, at his death, committed his nephew to Swartz.

"All down the Bay of Bengal, I could do nothing but sit listless on the poop, viewing the wide waste of waters-a sight that would have been beautiful, had I been well.

"On the 18th we came in sight of the island of Ceylon.

"In my Hebrew researches I scarcely ever felt so discouraged. All the knowledge I thought I had acquired, became uncertain, and consequently I was unhappy. It was in vain that I reflected, that thousands live and die happy, without such knowledge as I am in search of.

"20th-Sunday.-Had Divine Service in the cabin, in the morning, but waited in vain for what I call a proper opportunity of introducing family prayer. When shall I have done with this pernic ious delicacy, that would rather yield up souls than suffer a wound itself?

"22nd.-Came to an anchor off Columbo. In the afternoon, went on shore with Mr. Elphinstone, and walked to a cinnamon garden. The road all along was beautiful: tall groves of cocoanut trees on each side, with the Natives' tents amongst them, opened here and there, and gave a view of the sea. The Cingalese, who accompanied us, told the Natives who saw us, we were Protestant Christians. On our way