232 THE GARDEN. 



while the telescope so curiously pointed towards 

 the remote corners of the globe, and shed a tear 

 over the mourner, who has so long sat neglected 

 at their feet. God puts such tears into his bottle : 

 yet, not by weeping shall we help Ireland, unless 

 we join thereto the fervent supplication of interced- 

 ing spirits : and when that is accomplished, we 

 have done but the preliminary work. Our tears 

 and prayers are to the Lord, that he would send 

 help: he answers, "Who shall I send, or who will 

 go for us ?'•' Here is the test : are we ready to 

 reply, " Here am I, send me ?" Perhaps not liter- 

 ally, for no miraculous power is now put forth, to 

 fit us for the task of speaking in other tongues ; 

 and we cannot all become learners of a new dia- 

 lect : but let it be remembered that there are hun- 

 dreds, yea, thousands, competent to engage in the 

 sacred labour, and under the greatest advantages 

 that local knowledge and attachment can afford, 

 awaiting only the means which you hold within 

 your purse-strings, to set them at work. This 

 fact is unquestionable ; and a most astounding fact 

 it is, — two shillings will buy an Irish Testament ; 

 eight shillings the whole word of God in that lan- 

 guage ; and three pounds eleven shillings and 

 three-pence, will afford a salary on which a native 

 Irishman can be found, to spread its contents, for 

 a year, amid the habitations of his darkened coun- 

 trymen. And oh, how beautiful on the mountains 



