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It seems a young female friend came to visit Oberlin's sister; he had no particular feeling towards her. Two days before she was to leave, Oberlin heard a voice within him, which whispered, “Take her for thy partner;" he replied, “Impossible, our dispositions do not agree.” “ Take her for thy partner,” said the secret voice again. He spent a restless night, and in his prayers solemnly declared to God that if he would give him a sign by the readiness of Madelaine to accede to the proposition, he would consider it as the voice of God, and cheerfully submit. Madelaine was in the summerhouse; he made one pithy speech: “You are, about to leave us, my dear friend; I have had an intimation that you are destined, by divine will, to be the partner of my life. If you can resolve upon this step, so important to us both, give me your opinion before your departure."

This new method of courtship allowed Miss Madelaine fortyeight hours for deliberation ; but instead of lessening the grace of her acceptance by delay, she rose from her seat, and blushing as she approached him, placed one hand before her eyes, and held the other towards him. He clasped it in his own, and thus the decision was made. Her after value to him in his works of beneficence are well known.

JOHN BUNYAN one day being at some low sport with the very refuse of his school-fellows, a voice suddenly darted from heaven and said, “ Wilt thou leave thy sins and go to heaven, or have thy sins and go to hell ?” This put him in such a consternation, that he left his sport.

Moses-God answered him by a voice.
Elijah-After the fire, a still small voice.
Ezekiel—I heard as the voice of the Almighty.
Daniel—There fell a voice from heaven.
Christ—Then came a voice saying, I have glorified, &c.
Acts—Hearing a voice but seeing no man.

ST. ANTHONY.—Once he saw in a vision the whole earth covered so thick with snares, that it seemed scarce possible to sit down a foot without falling into them. At this sight he cried out, trembling, “Who, O Lord, can escape them all?" A voice answered him: “Humility, 0 Anthony !"

HEARING.-“It was to this sense that the first manifestations which I witnessed were addressed, I was then so situated that the thought uppermost in my mind was in regard to the dead, "Shall we ever meet again?' I am bound to confess

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that all I had heard of religious teachings for some fifty years, had engendered in me doubts if there was a future beyond the grave. It was not my fault if this was so.

I did not want to be an infidel; but they who were my, theological teachers were so full of absurdities and contradictions, that, in spite of myself, I could not believe. The future they taught, was revolting alike to my judgment and my instincts; and, unable to conceive of any other, I was led to doubt whether there was any, yet the idea of an eternal separation from the departed was exquisitely painful to me. It was in this mood of mind, and while I was searching for the truth on this topic, that one evening when alone in my library, a VOICE spoke to me in tones which I feared had been silenced for ever, and answered the question, “Shall we meet again? Her voice was soft and gentle, but distinctly audible, and how familiar to my ear.

“I was startled, and, of course, the first thought was what an hallucination. I could not conceive it to be anything else. Yet, as I knew whether I could hear or not, I could not get rid of the idea that it was a reality. I never dreamed, then, of such a thing as the Spirit of the dead being able thus to speak; and for several weeks I debated the matter in my mind, trying to convince myself of the falsity of what I was obliged to know was a fact.”—(Signed) JUDGE EDMONDS.

EMPHATIC SPIRIT WARNING.—A young lady of the writer's intimate acquaintance, whom we will designate by her first name, Angeline, was residing in the family of a Mr. Van Brooklyn. A few Sabbaths ago, Angeline (who, by the way, does not profess to be a spirit-medium) entered Henry Ward Beecher's church, and, after her thoughts became composed, and, while she was waiting for the commencement of the services, an interior voice seemed to speak distinctly to her, and

say, “You are to part with little Henry" (a child of Mr. and Mrs. V. with whom she resided). She thought this impression very strange, but was endeavouring to account for it as a freak of her own imagination, when the voice again spoke within her, and said, “The finger of death is upon him.” She was now somewhat startled, but resumed the ordinary current of her thoughts, when the voice spoke for the third time, and said, “Before another Sabbath shall have dawned, he will be taken away.” Now the boy Henry was at that time slightly indisposed with hooping cough, but exhibited no symptoms which were in the least degree alarming. Angeline,

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therefore, though by this strange voice rendered painfully
anxious about him, could not think he was near his end, and
did not deem it proper to mention her impression to his
mother. The next Saturday afternoon arrived, and the boy
seeming as well as usual, she congratulated herself that she had
not been so foolish as to mention her seeming interior monition
to the parents, as she thought it extremely improbable that the
child would die before the next morning. Early on that
evening, however, the boy was suddenly taken with con-
vulsions; and, despite the best medical attendance, he died
about two o'clock the next morning. Thus, according to the
impression, he was actually taken away about three hours
“ before the dawn of another Sabbath."-N. Y. Tel.

AN INVISIBLE GUIDE EVER NEAR.—A young lady, who is
now in the family of the writer, has just returned from a
stroll in the city, and relates the following incident. She
started from the house of a friend in Macdougal, near Amity
Street, intending to go to Franklyn Street. She passed down
Macdougal to Houston Street, intending to go through the
latter to Hudson Street, and follow that down to Franklyn
Street. But, as she was in the act of turning the corner to
go into Houston Street, she was arrested by an interior voice,
which suddenly and distinctly seemed to say, “Don't turn
out, but keep straight on through Macdougal Street.” She
accordingly passed directly on, and when about two blocks
distant, she met a lady from the country, whom she very
much desired to see—at whose stopping-place in the city she
intended to call, but whom she would not have seen, had it
not been for this mysterious direction.

That same lady was on her way to the residence of a third lady, a few blocks distant, whom it was important that she should see; but, as she was standing on the side walks, talking with our friend, this third lady came round the corner, and the three were brought into contact all in consequence of the impression of our friend. Had it not been for that impression, neither of them would have seen the other, as the third lady would have been absent from her residence on the arrival of the second. This circumstance illustrates the fact that we are spiritually guided in small as well as in great matters.

VOICE.—“Near Bristol the wife of a farmer having, as it is called, “turned religious,' the husband was enraged because she would not give up her religious ways; he cruelly beat and

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abused her till the stick he had was broken. He ordered her to bed, but as she was about to go he såid, “You shall not go to my bed any more, go to the children's.' She went, and when about to lie down on the children's bed, he ran into the kitchen, fetched a piece of wood, threw her down on the bed, and was about to strike her again, when suddenly he let the piece of wood fall, and went away without saying a word. The

poor suffering wife saw no more of him that night. He left home early and did not return till evening; he seemed altered-quiet, and on Sunday morning, to the amazement of his wife and friends, he went to church with his wife; and after service, to all present related how he had beaten his wife, thrown her on the bed—had lifted up the piece of wood to strike his wife, when there was like an AUDIBLE VOICE saying to him, 'Why persecutest thou me?'—that he was so astounded, he let fall the piece of wood, passed a sleepless and miserable night, which continued till now. It is needless to relate that he became a changed man in habits of body and mind.”

R. CATHOLIC.-" Joan of Arc, when thirteen years of age, first heard the 'voice,' in 1425, about mid-day, in her father's garden. The church was close to that part of the garden where she was, and in the direction of it she perceived all of a sudden a most brilliant, dazzling light; and while she stood gazing with terror on this bright light, she heard a voice say, ing to her, ‘Jeanne sois bonne et sage enfant, va souvant à la Englise. "

“In a few days after she had another vision; the brilliant light was again seen ; but in the midst of it she perceived figures of a noble appearance. One of these had wings, and seemed to be an angel, who spoke, and said, “Jeanne, va an secours du Roi de France et tu hic rendras son royaume,' &c. “ The angelic appearances were often and the voices frequent

, The voices directed her movements against the English,

and the action of those spiritual beings was so energetic, that Count de Dunois, the general of the French army, who opposed her orders to the troops at the siege of Orleans; many years after, declared that whereas a few Englishmen used to cause the Frenchmen to flee-when Joan came, and gave any order of attack, a few Frenchmen were enough to effect the task, for a kind of lethargy seemed to have fallen on the English.”

Light AND VOICE.—"The last time that the soldiers pulled

the parliament in pieces, the Rev. Dr. Winter and his friends in Dublin were in great fears of the confusions that were like to follow; whereupon he kept weekly fasts with his congregation for a great while together; and one time, as he was praying in imitation of Abraham's praying for Sodom, he used like expressions : ‘Lord, wilt thou also destroy the righteous with the wicked? Peradventure there be fifty thousand righteous within the three kingdoms; wilt thou also destroy and not spare these nations for fifty thousand righteous that are therein?' And when he came to the last number, of ten thousand, as he kneeled against a post in the room, he saw a great shining light about him, and heard perfectly a voice, saying, 'The nations shall be spared for ten thousand righteous persons' sake.' Upon this gracious answer he turned his prayer into praises and thanksgivings unto God for this speedy return to his earnest request, insomuch that all the company could not but take notice of it, though none of them heard the voice but himseif only. Dr. Winter afterwards told his wife that he perceived that a voice might be spoken to one in a room where many were, and yet none else might hear it. And when he lay upon his death-bed, his wife asked him again about it, and he said that he did as certainly and plainly hear it as he heard her then speak. She asked if the voice was like unto hers.

No,' said he, it was another manner of voice.' Thus we read (Acts xxii. 9) that the men which went with Saul to Damascus ' saw, indeed, the light, and were afraid, but heard not the voice that spoke to him.'”—1660.

VOICES.—"One night in particular, whilst I was broad awake, I heard a variety of disagreeable voices, and felt several blows from invisible hands, so that I might literally have said, . The messengers of Satan were sent to buffet me. -Rev. V. PERRONET.

VOICE.—CLASSIC.-SOCRATES.—"Perhaps it may appear absurd, that I, going about, thus advise you in private, and make myself busy; yet never venture to present myself in public before your assemblies and give advice to the city. The cause of this is that which you so often and in so many places heard me mention—because I am moved by a certain divine and spiritual infuence, which also my accuser, Molitus, through mockery, has set out in the indictment. This began with me in childhood, being a kind of voice, which, when present, always diverts me from what I am about to do, but. never urges me on.



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