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hills for my body, and the Bible for my mind, are my 



only medicines. I am sorry to say that neither are 



quite adequate. Cui, igitur, dariduin est vitio ? Mihi 



premis. I hope, as the summer conies, my spirits 



(which have been with the swallows a winter's journey) 



will come with it. When my spirits are restored, my 



health will be restored — ihefons mcdi lies there. Give 



!iie serenity and equability of mind, and all will be well 



aere. 



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TO HIS BEOTHER NEVILLE. 



St John's, Utli March 180(). 

 Dear Xevillf, 



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I hope you read jVIason on Self-hnowledge now and 

 then. It is a useful book ; and it will help you greatly \ 

 in framing your s^iirit to the ways of humility, piety, and 

 peace. Reading, occasional meditation, and constant j 

 prayer, will infallibly guide you to happiness, as far as j 

 we can be happy here ; and will help you on your way | 

 to that blessed abode, where I hope, ardently hope, we i 

 shall all meet hereafter in the assembly of the saints. 

 Go coolly and deliberately, but determinatelj'', to the work 

 of your salvation. Do nothing here in a hurry ; deli- 

 berate upon everj'thing ; take your steps cautiously, yet 

 with a simple reliance on the mercy of your God and 

 Saviour ; and wherever you see your duty lie, lose no 

 time in acting up to it. This is the only way to arrive 

 at comfort in your Christian career ; and the constant 

 observance of this maxim will, with the assistance of God, 

 smooth your way with quietness and repose, even to the 

 brink of eternity, and beyond the gulf that bounds it. 



I had almost dropped the idea of seeing Nottingham 

 this next long vacation, as my stay in Cambridge may be 

 importantly useful ; but I think now I shall go down 

 for my health's, and more particularly for my mother's 

 sake, whom ray presence will comfort, and perhapv« help, 

 I should be glad to moor all my family in the harbour 



