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38. Is Sarah dead? then never, never, more,
Shall hunger force her from her wretched cot
With eager step, a morsel to implore,
Where poverty and tears are heeded not.

39. No longer bent beneath a heavy load,
I see her struggle on her weary way,
With lifted hands, imploring strength of God
To bear the heat and burden of the day.

40. That untaught mind shall now lament no more
Its scanty knowledge of God's holy word :
Or grieve that she had not begun before
To banquet on the goodness of the Lord.

41. I lov'd thee, Sarah, for I well could trace
My Saviour's image on thy humble soul ;
Your heart the seat of his Almighty grace,
And every action prov'd its sweet control.

42. O happy Sarah ! though so pour and low,
That few on thee world cast a pitying look,
Since thy Redeemer deign'd his love to show,
And wrote thy name in life's immortal book.

43. And rather far would I thy triumphs share,
(And ere the triumphs all thy sorrows feel,)
Than gain the laurel earthly conq'rors wear,
And all the sceptres kings and princes wield.

44. Thus, while the pen of many a ready writer is employed in imparting instruction, reproof, or correction, to the rising, or risen generation; while the deeds of the mighty are recorded with splendor, the exploits of the heroes proclaimed from the house tops, and the virtues and charities of God's people are exhibited, that others may see their good works and glorify their Father who is in heaven, I would, according to my humble ability, snatch from oblivion the example of one, who, though scorned by the proud, and overlooked by the great, yet was known and beloved by a humble few, and by them the grace of God was magnified on her account.

ALICE, THE NEGRO.

1. About the year 1802, died, in Pennsylvania, a few male slaves names Alice, aged one hundred and sixteen years. She was born in Philadelphia, of parents who came from Barbadoes, and lived there till she was ten years old, when she was removed to Dunk's Ferry, about 17 miles up the Delaware river, near which she lived till the end of her days.

2. A short time before her death, she paid a visit to her native city. Many respectable persons called to see her, who were pleased with her innocent cheerfulness, and that dignified deportment, for which, though a slave and uninstructed, she was remarkable.

3. She was a worthy member of the Episcopal society, and attended their public worship as long as she lived: indeed she was so zealous to perform this duty in proper time, that she has often been met on horse back, galloping to the church, when she was ninety-five years old.

4. The veneration she had for the Bible, made her lament that she was not able to read it: but this deficiency was in part supplied by the kindness of many of her friends, who, at her request, would read it to her, when she would listen with great attention, and often make suitable remarks.

5. She was temperate in her living, and so careful not to tell an untruth, that her veracity was never questioned; and her master had such confidence in her honesty, that she was at all times trusted to receive the ferriage money, for upwards of forty years.

6. When she was one hundred years old, the last of her teeth dropt out. She also about that time became blind, so that she could not see the sun at noon-day: but being used to constant employment, though her last master excused her from her usual labor, yet she id not like to be idle; for she afterwards devoted her time to fishing, at which she was expert; and even when blind, she would frequently row herself in a boat to the middle of the stream, from which she seldom

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