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tions enjoined under the law. Here, (cried the Interpreter, pointing to a third division of the painting;) is a cluster of them sketched together. In the passover, the leaven was put away :' implying, the regeneration of the heart maketh all things new. And the cleansing of the leper, and the living bird dipped in the blood of the slain over running water, and causing it to fly away in the open field; these all shadowed it out. Levit. xiv.
• And finally, you see, (said the Interpreter,) in order to confirm all the new covenant promises, Moses is here described as sprinkling the people with the blood, to intimate, that in the conveyance of those mercies in Christ Jesus, it is not enough that the blood of Christ is shed, but it must be personally applied. This office of the Holy Ghost is therefore here represented in the fourth compartment of the picture, to testify that Christ is made God unto us, wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption ; that according as it is written, he that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord:
• I hope, (said the Interpreter when he had finished his remarks on the picture,) that God hath given you grace to understand all these things. Now let me conduct you to a spot,
which, if I mistake not, will do more under his blessed teaching to relieve your mind from the distressing doubts the sophistry of the in fidel brothers hath occasioned, than all the yolumes of human learning. What a man's real sentiments are, will best be known in his dying moments. In that hour the mask of deception falls off; and you may be sure then to see his real features.
Saying this, the Interpreter took me by the hand, and led me into an outer court; the rest of our little company followed us. After descending a very deep flight of steps, we came to a cave. He opened an iron gate, and upon entering it, I found myself surrounded with
MONUMENTS. In this solemn spot, the first thing that caught my attention was the tomb of the Author of the Leviathan. Alas! said I, is that the me, mento of that celebrated infidel of the last age? ? The very same,' answered the interpreter; that is the man whose writings poisoned the mind of the Earl of Rochester, as that noble man himself declared, after his conversion. The author of the Leviathan lived to be an old sinner, for he was upwards of ninety when he died. His life was rendered remarkable for the many blasphemous expressions he uttered
against God and his holy word.
He was always bold in impiety when in company, but very timid when alone. If he awoke in the night and found his candle extinguished, he was full of terrors. His last words, as related of him, were, “I shall be glad to find a hole to creep out of the world !”
And pray whose monument is that, said I to the Interpreter, which hath a bust on the tablet of it, looking so pensive? Read the inscription it bears, (replied the Interpreter,) and from his latest confessions, which are there recorded; you will recollect whose it is. I looked with attention, and read as follows:
I have run the silly round of business and of pleasure, and have done with them all. I have enjoyed all the felicities of the world, and consequently know their futility, and do not regret their loss. I appraise them at their real value, which is, in truth, very low. Shall I tell you that I bear this melancholy situation with that meritorious constancy and resignation which most people boast of? No. For I really cannot help it. I bear it, because I must bear it, whether I will or no. I think of nothing now but killing time the best way I can. It is my resolution to sleep in the cara riage during the remainder of my journey:'
• Well, my friend, (cried the Interpreter, when I had finished reading the inscription) what are your ideas of infidels now ? Here they speak plainly what are their real sentiments.'
I think, answered I, my situation is like that of David's when he went into the sanctuary of God, I now understand the end of these men-How truly awful !
Turning myself round, by way of passing from the contemplation of a sight so very distressing, I beheld in one niche two sculptured figures together, on one column.
Who are these? I cried. This on your right hand, (answered the Interpreter,) is the great Apostle of infidelity, as he affected to be called, of a neighbouring nation. And him on your left is a celebrated historian of our own.
The former, in great agonies of mind, exclaimed to his physician, “ I am abandoned both by God and man. Doctor, cried he, I'll give you half I am worth if you can give me life six months !” And upon the doctor's telling him he feared he could not live six weeks, “ Then, (he replied,) I shall go to hell !” and expired soon after.
• The latter spent his last days in playing at cards, in cracking jokes, and in reading romances. He is said to have acknowledged, that
with all his bitter invectives against the Bible, he had never read the New Testament with attention.'
My mind was so sickened from the meditation on those few characters, that I begged to hasten from the place. I saw a group of other tombs, some with inscriptions, and others with. out, whose memorials were perished with them;' but I could bear no more. We ascended the same steps by which we had come down, and on leaving the dreadful place, my heart exclaimed, “Oh! my soul, come not thou into their secret; unto their assembly mine honour be not thou united!'
What impressions the rest of the company felt I know not; but for my part, never shall I forget the awfulness of the scene. Is this the sure termination, I said to myself, of infidelity? Oh! for that warning voice, and that more pow. erful grace to make the voice effectual, which the man of God uttered in the holy mountain, to be sounded in every infidel's ears; 'Be ye not mockers, lest your bands be made strong!
My mind acquired great strength and greater knowledge in divine things during my abode in the house of the Interpreter. I was with him somewhat more than three months, and the time seemed to me but a few days; like the