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friends which his merits and virtues had contributed to form.

At length a change was observed in his appearance; and some apprehensions were entertained by himself that his dissolution was not far distant. Some months before that event happened, he said to a young person whom he had relieved from a threatening consumption, by his prescriptions, "My dear friend, your cure, in all human probability, is now certain, and you will live; but I shall die. Remember, to be pious is to be happy'; and to practise the moral virtues, is tó become great.


Under the impression of this prospect, he appeared to abstract himself more and more from the world, from company, and from conversation. "He seemed to withdraw himself from mor

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tals (says one who witnessed his concluding days), as he was soon to converse with higher beings."

The same worthy friend says of him, "He was a meck sufferer through this world of misery; a sincere and contrite penitent for time mis-spent, and talents misapplied; a humble believer in Christ his Saviour. I saw him in his last sufferings; I heard his last words; he languished under weakness extreme; he laboured under most grievous pains; he was wonderfully patient and resigned; for he knew in whom he believed, and his hope was full of immortality. He prayed with uncommon fervour to his good God, even to Jesus Christ, in whom all his hopes were placed, and without whom,' said he, Heaven would be no Heaven for me.' Death was the

wished for messenger whom he earnestly expected. Three days before that awful event, his pulse ceased to beat, and the sight of his eyes went from him; the last struggle is over; the bitterness of death is past. There was a humble dignity and composure in that hour of trial, worthy the man and the Christian.' Let me die the death of the righteous; and let my last end be like his.'

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He left this world for a better, the 2d day of November 1788, and his remains were buried in St. George's church, Kingswood, amid the tears. of numbers, who, knowing his worth, attended to pay him their last respects..

Such was John Henderson, whose life presents this instructive lesson, that uncommon attainments, even though accompanied with great mo

ral virtue, are gifts sent by Heaven to be usefully employed in the service of society.


AMONG those who have discovered a very early indication of great talents, the mature age of many has not answered the promising expectations of their youth; but extraordinary as the powers of Pope appeared, even in his juvenile essays, he continued to improve during the greater part of his literary career, and he will ever rank as one of the first of modern poets, whether of this or any other country.

At the birth of our author in 1688, his parents were engaged in business in London, where they resided, till

he was nearly twelve years of age; when they removed to Binfield near Windsor. He was taught to read

-very early by an aunt, and he learned to write without any assistance, by -copying printed books, which he executed with great neatness and ex


At eight years of age, he was placed

under the tuition of one Taverner, a priest of the Romish persuasion, his -family being of that religion. This instructor taught him the rudiments of the Latin and Greek languages together. He imbibed these elements of classical learning with the greatest facility; and the first sight of the poets discovered at once both the peculfar bent of his inclination and the excellency of his genius. He has himself declared, that the time of

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